Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 35

Episode 35

‘It’s Kang Ho-in.’

Jin Cheon-hee asked.

“Isn’t it a pity that you won’t be able to see that from the side?”

“There’s just one thing that bothers me. But anything more than that would be greed. “The only thing I wish for is to end this life without leaving a legacy for my daughter.”

“….”

There is no such thing as a clean gold powder wash.

It is highly unlikely that he will die naturally after losing his strength.

Now the only thing left for him is murder. Because Kangho’s Eunwon will find him.

‘Has it slowly become similar to that time in the novel?’

In the novel, when he was defeated by Cheonma Yeo Ha-ryun and even lost Seon Cheon Jin-ki.

Surprisingly, he wasn’t angry. I was just organizing my surroundings.

Overwhelming resignation drove him to take the next step.

Now that he was confident that his daughter was alive, that she would succeed him, and that she would be better than he was, he seemed to have reached the stage of resignation more easily.

Now was his only chance as his life changed.

Jin Cheon-hee said.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“What is?”

“Finally, I want to get a glimpse of Gunggui’s skills.”

The martial art that Gung-gwi learned was Pasasingung (破邪神弓).

In terms of sect, it is a Gung sect that originated from Buddhism, not from Taoism.

Unlike Taoism, which values becoming a immortal, the goal of Buddhism is to achieve liberation through enlightenment that comes from desirelessness.

Jin Cheon-hee said.

“Is that rude?”

Gung-gwi said.

“It can’t be. However, the main text is a method of Donggungong that performs Ungong through repeated movements. “But now I don’t have a bow, so that’s the only problem.”

Usually, Taoist practice is done through zazen. However, in the Buddhist Pasa Shrine, by repeating the same movements, one reaches non-self and achieves Ungong.

As with archery, here, you practice luck while shooting a bow.

Jin Cheon-hee said.

“I don’t want to confirm anything big. “Just pretend you have a bow.”

“I’ve never done it that way before, but…”

He trailed off, then nodded.

“…I will do it. If I leave here, I don’t know when I’ll see Sohyeop again. However, even if Wungong’s appearance is clumsy, please do not criticize the monk. “It’s just that this rural area is underdeveloped.”

A game that starts with nothing.

He took a deep breath.

I could barely feel the power of the Danjeon.

I feel unusually calm, perhaps because I have let go of everything.

All the money and effort I had been so obsessed with was wasted through treatment. It was like losing everything I had risked my life to build up all at once.

There was no anger because my daughter was alive there.

‘It might be the last luck.’

The person who practices wisdom is small and half his height.

It would have only made me look ugly, but I had no regrets about that.

I didn’t think it was that bad if it was ugly.

Wasn’t even that the conclusion that he had built up himself? Bamboo leaves cried

and

passed by like waves. It was the sound of the wind.

He pulled his left heel back. The same goes for swordsmanship, but archery also starts and ends with the lower body.

He takes the posture as he has repeated it tens or hundreds of thousands of times. And out of habit, he reaches out to catch the arrow in his bow.

Originally, it was an unnecessary action because it was just a matter of throwing away energy.

But again today, he moved his hands faithfully as if he were praying.

Tuk –

Is this a hallucination?

I can feel the touch of the arrow.

The texture of wood and the feel of feathers.

He didn’t think deeply.

I just let my inner self settle into selflessness.

In the pouring rain and wind, only the boy’s eyes seemed to remain in his heart and guide him.

In it, he breathes and stops.

Eventually, even that action was forgotten.

Humans are happy, sad, angry, and happy.

I didn’t mean not to feel it. I had to feel it all. Otherwise, you cannot reach true emptiness.

I had to accept even the small fear that sometimes rose in my solar plexus.

If you don’t know, you can’t move on.

Buddha is like water.

Water does not reject. Water swallows dirt and washes the world.

Buddha is gentle like a river and deep like the sea.

If you can’t feel emotions, it’s not water.

It was painful to be happy, and angry to be painful.

Anger leads to sadness, and conversely, since humans know sadness, they also know joy.

He aimed the bow and drew the string.

Only then did I realize it.

Take a posture and breathe. Hold your breath and place your hands together.

Place your hands together and pull your hands together again.

With the bow and arrow gone, only movement remains. And what is at the end of that movement?

He feels that his Ungong is similar to the joint prayer performed in a Buddhist temple.

bang-!

Something flew out of my hand, which had neither an arrow nor a bow nor a bowstring.

It wasn’t a history. Because his empty dantian was quieter than usual.

He realized what it was.

‘It’s a pain.’

It was a thought.

I realized what I had done tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of times.

It was one joint.

It was hundreds of thousands of prayers.

It was not an offering to ancestors or immortals, but to the Buddha within oneself.

-Anguish is like the wind and a thunderstorm, and it must eventually reach anguish.

-Pasasingung (破邪神弓) simply means to throw away, throw away, throw away.

He thought countless times about why he should abandon it while accumulating his skills .

At the time, he thought that the word throw away meant being able to shoot an arrow using only internal power, and that was the highest level.

That wasn’t it.

‘Was it me that had to be thrown away?’

At that moment, energy began to stir around him.

Shimgeom. No, the state of deep despair began to reach him.

It was a grand realization.

The bamboo forest sways with his enlightenment. The storm of pouring wind becomes the sound of applause.

Jin Cheon-hee feels a powerful wave of energy.

‘Is it a success? ‘Is this bigger than what was described in the novel?’

Kuguggug –

The way the wind passed by was like the hand of Buddha.

If there really is a Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, this is what his hands would look like.

Although it certainly resembled agony and was violent, it did not hurt anything.

Bamboo leaves sway in the wind. However, not a single leaf vein was torn off.

The wind brings down seeds from anguish, sprouts, and disperses. Save sentient beings.

A thought bloomed from the mud of agony.

The wind that started from him soars upward, carrying only dead bamboo leaves. It looked like a lotus flower blooming from mud.

Enlightenment became a lotus flower.

Gung-gwi’s body stood tall. Then, it slowly rose into the air and its energy began to swirl.

‘omg! You’re in the sky!? Is this Bukong Samadhi or something like that? no. But in the novel, when Gung-gwi is awakened, he never goes as far as Bukong samadhi!?’

The wind passed by Jin Cheon-hee’s earlobes.

Cool.

‘Anyway… I did it, right? ‘I thought it would work, though.’

Jin Cheon-hee looked at him blankly and clenched his fists.

‘yes! Oh yes! Big…! Master, look! I have renewed Gunggui, who will become our servant in the future!’

It was time to celebrate alone.

It wasn’t long before I felt like I was popular.

“Indeed… you really can’t figure it out, master.”

Jin Cheon-hee turned her head to the side.

It was Yuho.

* * *

I came this close, but I didn’t even feel it.

Yu Hao put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Wang Chae-baek, the palace demon.

“I thought I would lose my inner energy and soon become a ruiner, but I gained enlightenment and recovered from my wounds… Looking at the samadhi of Bugong, it seems like I will reach a level several levels higher. You are amazing. “After Master Gongsonyeong, I am Wang Chaebaek.”

The words were clearly a polite compliment, but for some reason, his expression seemed cold.

Jin Cheon-hee said.

“How come it doesn’t seem like you came purely to celebrate this situation?”

“yes. “I was watching and thinking.”

“thought…?”

“Whether I should kill you or not.”

A faint smile appeared on Yuho’s lips. However, when Jin Cheon-hee saw Yu-ho like that, cold sweat ran down her spine.

I was filled with fear, which is not enough to describe it as creepy.

I feel like a frog facing a snake. With that feeling in mind, Jin Cheon-hee asked.

“Why?”

“Because the master almost lost his life. And as long as the master is there, the master will continue to overdo it. Eventually, this will happen again. And then until you lose your life.”

“….”

Jin Cheonhee did not answer.

From the beginning, I knew that the very act of a terminally ill patient receiving disciples would undermine his reputation. And sure enough, he saved the patient and almost died.

This was a patient who would not have been admitted if it were not for Jin Cheon-hee.

“If you kill me, Master won’t stay silent.”

“yes. “You will kill me in the most horrible way imaginable.”

“No, it can’t be that far. “I thought it would just end with me cutting off his head with a single sword.”

“You look at me so kindly, Master. Kill it nicely? Our master is not that kind of person. “He will kill you in such a painful way that even the devil will stick out his tongue. Dipping my flesh into salted fish would be the beginning.”

Actually, I can’t believe it.

In front of Jin Cheon-hee, he always smiles softly and says, ‘Hee, our Hee. Do you want to eat sugar? Or dried persimmons? What do you want to eat.’ Isn’t this the person who is fussing over you?

It’s hard to imagine such a gentle teacher doing something like that.

‘Yuho is looking at our teacher very negatively. That guy’s loyalty is questionable.’

Jin Cheon-hee thought that Yu-ho’s words were an exaggeration.

“So what is the conclusion?”

“Since you’re asking this, I guess you’ve already guessed what conclusion I will come to?”

“Hahaha, your tongue is too long to say to someone who is going to kill you.”

“You have a lot of guts. young master.”

“Because that’s all I have.”

“You have great humility.”

Yuho smiled coldly and said this.

“How many meals do you think the master ate a day before meeting you?”

“…two meals a day?”

I just took a picture.

Yuho answered.

“Once every three days, I eat Byeokgokdan made at Uigak. It’s like a brick and has no taste. The master was like a blade. “He was a person who had no such thing as joy or sorrow.”

“….”

I can’t really imagine.

Nowadays, you eat all three meals a day, including lunch.