Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 318

Episode 318 The Aesthetics of Control (8)

Most of the crowd that followed to the entrance of Songshan disappeared.

It was because of a request from the head of Nahandang, Jeonggak. People quickly disappeared after being told not to make any more noise as Seongsan was in enough trouble right now.

Thanks to this, only his group except Jeong-gak and Seo-ryang remained there.

Jeonggak said to Ma Dongpil.

“You don’t have to worry about Seo Sogyo’s safety. “Even though Taesabaek is the highest-ranking adult in the headquarters, he is a person without any prejudice.”

Seoliang obediently accepted Ambassador Jeoksong’s proposal.

Naturally, the group couldn’t help but feel anxious. It is clear that Xi Liang is an expert with few rivals in the world, but isn’t this the Shaolin Temple, a sacred place for the martial arts faction?

Jeonggak understood the group’s feelings well and tried not to make them anxious.

Since Taesabaeknim came forward, they were also guests of Shaolin. On-time sincerity was a natural courtesy to guests.

Of course, I was worried that they might cause a riot. So Jeonggak did not return to the mountain temple.

Gogu said.

“The senior associates of the True Martial God are respected by both the Demonic Path and the Four Sects. “It’s not because their martial skills are outstanding, but because I know their character.”

“Amitabha Buddha.”

“Among them, I heard that Gwonsin Noh Seon-bae is a living Buddha who has never used lethal force against a rare evil enemy. So I’m not worried about Lord Su.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

“but.”

Gogu glanced at Ma Dong-pil.

Ma Dong-pil did not participate in the conversation. I just watched with deep eyes the path that Seoryang and Master Jeoksong walked.

“You can trust Master Jeoksong, but don’t tell me to trust Shaolin. “It is not easy for the relationship between demons and righteousness, which has been at odds for hundreds of years, to be resolved because of one unworldly martial god.”

“I think so too. That’s why I think Seo Sogyo is great.”

This refers to how Seo-ryang traveled around the central plains and changed the perception of the Heavenly Demon Church.

In other words, he once again emphasized that Master Jeoksong is also a great person and you can rest assured.

“Howie Ma.”

“….”

“Howie Ma!”

Ma Dong-pil glanced back at Gogu.

Gogu, who was about to open his mouth, fell silent for a moment. Ma Dong-pil’s eyes looking at himself were very deep.

“Are you okay?”

“yes.”

“What are you thinking about?”

Ma Dong-pil made a terrifying statement in a calm voice.

“We are thinking about how we can deal a fatal blow to Shaolin and whether there is an opportunity to exploit.”

Everyone looked at Ma Dong-pil in surprise.

Jeonggak’s expression hardened.

“What kind of evil….”

“I am the guardian of the Little Church Lord. “If there is any problem with the identity of Master Xiao, I will kill all of you who pointed swords at Master Xiao and commit suicide.”

“….”

“Don’t worry about it and just keep talking.”

It makes you worry as much as it is and tells you not to worry about it. People became dumb and only looked at each other.

When Ma Dong-pil turned around again, Geumho and King Tiger, who were sitting on the back of the carriage, approached him and fell down.

Gogu sighed, uncharacteristically.

‘Everyone is turning into a monster.’

* * *

“How do you feel? “Isn’t the scenery very nice?”

A peak not far from the eastern entrance of Songshan Mountain.

It’s not high and doesn’t look particularly special. It seemed like a difficult path for even people who were quite familiar with mountains to find.

“I originally had no intention of leaving the headquarters. “You have no idea how nice it is to hear the sound of Buddhist scriptures and the children’s cheers spreading through the mountain temple.”

The face of Jeoksong Daesa, sitting on a spacious bench and looking down the mountain, looked very refreshing.

“But the reason I had to live away from them was because I didn’t want to influence them.”

It was a conversation that started out of nowhere.

Standing with his arms crossed next to the table, Seoryang listened to Master Jeoksong’s words with an expressionless face.

“As people get older, they inevitably become narrow-minded, so the moment they start to understand the way the world works as they accumulate more things they have seen and heard and have more experience, they mistakenly believe that they have mastered the world.”

“….”

“I am more interested in martial arts than Buddhism. “If I had completely devoted myself to Buddhism, I would have been able to correct the many mistakes I have made.”

“….”

“That’s why it fell out. I didn’t want to have a negative influence on the children who looked up to this half-baked monk as a legend. No matter how Kang Ho views Shaolin, Shaolin is still Shaolin. “The reason the great lord Bodhidharma created the Yeokgeunse Sutra was not to make us good at punching.”

“so.”

Xiliang’s eyes deepened.

“Are you saying that just as Senior Ro broke away from the headquarters, Shaolin also broke away from Gangho? “Are you afraid it will have a negative impact?”

Ambassador Jeoksong burst out laughing.

“Are you enjoying the grain tea?”

It wasn’t an answer to the question.

Xu Liang nodded.

“Wait just a moment. “I will treat you to my delicious grain tea.”

Master Jeoksong entered the living quarters and came out carrying a tray with a large bottle and two bowls on it.

“The fermentation went well. “It’s perfect for serving guests.”

Seoliang, who was looking at his glass of wine, glanced at Master Jeoksong.

“Why are you glancing at me with such beautiful eyes?”

“Are monks allowed to drink alcohol?”

“Didn’t I tell you that I was absent? “If you’re a Daengjung, you have to live like a Daengjung.”

Isn’t that too confident?

Master Jeoksong’s face looked quite happy as he proudly said that he would break the precept of not drinking alcohol. At first glance, even a greed for alcohol could be seen.

He was a strange person in many ways.

“Now, have a drink.”

Xu Liang emptied the bowl in one go.

Master Jeoksong’s face showed sadness.

“He doesn’t know how to drink. You have to savor the scent and taste slowly….”

“It tastes good.”

“Huh! It has to be that way. For thirty years, he devoted himself to manufacturing grain wagons. “It can’t be delicious.”

It was said that he had been drinking alcohol for thirty years. He had the impression that he was nine thousand miles away from the Gwonsin he had heard about through rumors.

Ambassador Jeoksong said with a hearty laugh.

“At first, I made a lot of strange works. You’re lucky. “Because Lee Cheon-sang had to drink a bitter grain tea that even bugs didn’t attract.”

Xu Liang’s eyes lit up.

“I heard it before, but do you know the religious leader?”

“I know. “We weren’t close, though.”

Master Jeoksong left his bowl half empty.

Even Seo-ryang’s martial arts skills are so high that it’s blinding, yet his face turns red after just one sip of alcohol. I couldn’t tell if it was because I had released the internal energy that was suppressing the intoxication or if it was my constitution.

“I knew from the moment I first saw him that this guy was definitely going to be a monster. “I thought he might become a demon god comparable to the First Heavenly Demon, who was evaluated as unprecedented.”

Seoliang could see the surprise he felt at the time from Master Jeoksong’s eyes.

I say this jokingly, but the shock I felt when I first saw Lee Cheon-sang must have been so great. Judging from his inhuman abilities, he must have been incredibly powerful even when he was young.

“So I thought. Should I nip it in the bud now? “Should I, who have never killed even a member of the evil group criticized by everyone, have to kill this guy?”

“Are you talking about life and death?”

“no.”

“Why did you do that?”

Ambassador Jeoksong burst out laughing.

“Even if I tried my best, I wasn’t confident that I would win. That guy was truly amazing. “For the first time, I, who was revered as invincible, thought I might die.”

“….”

“Perhaps he is now looking down on the world from a place much higher than me.”

Although he is a person who laughs a lot, likes to drink, and does not use polite speech even with empty words.

Seoliang felt a deep and deep goodness in Master Jeoksong.

He said he was more interested in martial arts than Buddhism, but he did not let go of Buddhist teachings. I don’t know if it was his nature or his constant self-discipline, but he was definitely a great man who deserved everyone’s praise.

So, Xu Liang could not understand any more.

“Doesn’t Shaolin pursue Mahayana?”

“That’s not necessarily true. But it’s usually like that.”

“But how can you stay silent even though Uicheonmaeng has degenerated?”

Master Jeoksong drank his bowl without saying a word.

He coolly emptied the bowl and offered the glass to Seo-ryang. Xu Liang filled his cup.

Master Jeoksong’s face became pale as he emptied his bowl once again.

“I heard what you said earlier. “Is Shaolin’s problem as serious as the problem at stake in the world?”

“I did.”

“Don’t you think that is a very harsh statement?”

Xu Liang nodded obediently.

“I admit it.”

“yes. Shaolin has its own problems. And for the children who are taught by the head office, Shaolin is a small thing.”

“I know.”

“Still, do you think the head office should take part in world affairs?”

“Of course.”

“Even though it’s clear that the children will get hurt?”

Xu Liang shook his head.

“Do not try to obscure the point by distorting my words. Shaolin has its own responsibility, and now Shaolin is not taking that responsibility. “That’s all I want to say.”

“Young demon dragon.”

“Please speak.”

“If you do, I will ask. What responsibility do you have to try to stabilize the world? What do you really want? “Are you sure that your wish for the well-being of the world is not without a single ulterior motive?”

“….”

“Tell Shaolin what you really want, not what you want.”

If you don’t tell me your true purpose, I won’t engage in a deep conversation.

Seoliang, who was quietly looking at Master Jeoksong, spoke calmly.

“It is to kill Lord Uicheon.”

Ambassador Jeoksong’s eyes deepened.

“Furthermore, I hope that all the high-ranking officials who rotted away with him die.”

“What is the reason?”

“There are many reasons. “If I had to pick one thing other than personal grudges, it would be because the Central Plains can be at least a little bit peaceful when Jeongsama is balanced.”

“How can a person who lives with a devil in his heart hope for peace?”

“freedom.”

“….”

“I hope for peace because I want to live freely in the world.”

Didn’t I know there would be an answer like this? There was surprise in Master Jeoksong’s eyes, which were infinitely deep.

“Did you get the answer?”

Ambassador Jeoksong, who was quietly watching Seoliang, soon smiled.

“Take a drink.”

He spoke in a serious voice as he filled his bowl.

“It was an unexpected answer, but I could read your strong sincerity.”

“Because it’s true.”

“know. So it’s surprising. “No matter how much I don’t fight for power, it’s clear that you are a monk with enemies in Shaolin, and yet you manage to reveal your true intentions.”

Master Jeoksong emptied his glass and continued speaking.

“If you can answer one more question for me, I will tell you why Danggeum Shaolin cannot compete in the powerhouse. In addition, as you said, I will persuade the manager to allow Shaolin to take responsibility once again.”

To what extent can we say that this goal has been achieved?

“Ask a question.”

“Why is it that the scent of Shaolin martial arts vibrates in your magical energy?”

“…?”

“Why is it that traces of dark energy are visible in your vicious magic attack?”

“…!!”

Wooooow.

Master Jeoksong’s pupils were covered with a subtle golden glow.

“What is your identity?”