Published at 4th of September 2023 11:00:19 AM
Chapter 621 -The Tiger's Voice and the Dragon's Cry
I went deep into the Cheonae valley.
The bottom of the collapsed cliff was full of people dreaming of a last chance.
The appearance of people staring at the pile of stones with half-opened eyes was majestic, but on the other hand, it made my heart ache.
That's because they confess that they are weak enough to rely on the fragments of 'Ten Ai Unmun'.
I wandered around carefully, looking for an empty seat to be in love with.
However, finding an empty seat near the pile of stones was not an easy task.
“Yeon Jin-in.”
Looking back at someone's call, it's a blackened Jinin.
“Ah, yes.”
Reflexively, he nodded his head.
The sword-scarred Jinin also responded with silence.
“If there are no seats, please come over here.”
The sword-clad Jinin pointed to the empty seat next to her.
From a glance at her, it seemed that her people had distanced themselves for her sake.
Yeonjeokha, who saw the empty seat, moved without thinking for a long time.
She wants to settle down as soon as possible and sort out the words of the old man and the socialist she met while dreaming.
As he sat down on her seat, the sword-wearing Jin-in said.
“It’s late, but I’d like to congratulate you for becoming a true man. You have no idea how surprised she was when she heard about it from Master.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you."
I felt strange at the actions of the sister-in-law.
She thought that the sword-bearing Jinin was holding a grudge against her position, so she avoided it. Then, when she was greeted with congratulations, she felt a little sorry.
After exchanging her greetings, she slipped away from the sword-wearing Jinin.
“By the way, is the story of Venerable Taeeul true?”
“What kind of story?”
“You said that there is spirituality in the sculpture of ‘Temple of Heavenly Love’. Isn't that why you came?"
“Oh, did you say that? I have something to organize my thoughts, so I stopped by as a couple.”
“I guess you didn’t know. On the day the ‘Cheonae Unmunbi’ was broken, Venerable Taeeul said such a thing. Everyone who came here came here to gain spirituality.”
“Then are all those people absorbing spirituality?”
“It would have been an uproar. I have such hope, but how easy is it? I've been using 'self-sucking' for several days, but I haven't gotten anything. My brother-in-law all said the same thing. Yeon Jin-in will also find out if he writes ‘sucking up’.”
“What is ‘sucking up’?”
“Oh, don’t you know ‘sucking up’ yet? Well, it's progressing so fast that I probably haven't had time to learn it. ‘Aspiration’ is a basic method of absorbing spiritual energy. If you go to Manryugak in Mugungjeon, you can find Mugyeongseo, which records ‘Sucking yourself up’. Yeonjin will be able to learn it in half an hour (1 hour).”
“Ah, absorption… … .”
I shook my head in a row.
Suddenly, the master's words came to mind.
―You said that there are ‘real’ and ‘fake’ in spirituality. Fake is what I reach, but true spirituality comes by itself.
Would ‘self-sufficiency’ also belong to what I am reaching for?
I don't know about that, but at least it's definitely not coming on its own.
As the Venerable Tae-eul said, is there any spirituality in the sculpture of ‘Cheonae Unmunbi’?
If that spirituality is 'truly divine', it will not be obtained through 'self-sufficiency'.
The unconventional mate admired himself that he had reached such a conclusion.
Then I remembered the conversation I had with my teacher.
- Are you coming by yourself?
―Yes, Master said, ‘He is coming and I am waiting, not me going’.
-Wait? Do you know when will you come?
―When the real one comes, the voice of the tiger raises the wind, and the cry of the dragon raises the clouds [虎嘯風生 龍鳴雲起].
-Isn't anyone doing anything?
―Of course, you must have true faith. Master always lived with those words in his mouth.
In an instant, a chill shuddered from his head to his spine.
It's a wait.
If the sculpture of ‘Television of Heavenly Love’ has ‘real spiritual energy’, you have to wait.
until it comes on its own.
I shouldn't try to get drunk by 'sucking up'.
Only what comes to you is real.
I stared at the sculpture of ‘Cheonae Unmunbi’ with half-open eyes.
When Yeon Jeok-ha suddenly fell silent, the sword-scarred Jin-in glanced at him.
He clearly advised me to learn ‘sucking myself up’ first, but it seems that I started meditating right away with some kind of guts.
'What is this person?'
But he couldn't help but think of him as strange.
He was the last person in the 'Ten Ai Unmunbi'.
I don't understand his behavior, but there must be a reason.
'I guess I'll have to watch it for a bit.'
She watched him, copying his actions bit by bit without her knowledge.
The sun sets quickly in the mountains.
As the sun went down, the people in Cheonaegok got up one by one.
going to have dinner
The dark-skinned Jinin, who had been glancing at the seat next to him, eventually stood up.
In most cases, people left Cheonaegok around dinner time.
Anyway, today's meditation ended with this.
After dinner, Jin-in, who had a sword, returned to Yonghwabong Peak, where the Transcendence Hall was located.
the next morning.
The sword-stained Jin-in went down to the Hyangdo-gwan to have a meal.
And there he heard an unexpected sound.
“Huh, true. It's a big deal.”
"why?"
“There seems to be someone who stayed up all night at Cheonaegok.”
“Are you up all night? What's there? There was no one like that even when there was ‘Ten Ai Unmun’, right?”
Grandmaster Jin Xiaobang of Yoogak looked at Grandmaster Gokbi, who was sentenced to death, with an absurd face.
The ‘Cheonae Unmunbi’ has been there for hundreds of thousands of years.
So, what if you didn't know time was passing in the middle of the Great Five Awakenings?
No one did it for meditation.
Not to mention, the source of inspiration, ‘Television of Heavenly Love’, is now broken.
Who would spend the night in front of a pile of stones?
“Even the priest would know. Engage in the small gap.”
"yes. It's been quiet the past few days. why?"
“At dawn, a disciple of Sodamgwan went to Cheonaegok to fetch water and saw him.”
“Shall we see?”
“I went to see a person, and he was dozing off.”
"omg! He's a strange person. He left his quarters and why is he doing that there?”
"That's why I said one thing, why didn't I just hit the back of the head with a stone?"
“That’s right. I blew a good chance.”
Firefighter Jin licked his lips with a sad face.
Of course it's empty.
There were few people who knew Yeonjeokha's inaction as well as the people of Yoogak.
The sword-stained Jinin stood up abruptly after finishing his meal.
The moment he heard the name of his rival, a strange echo of ‘thump!’ occurred in his chest.
'There is something!'
There's no way that Yeonjeokha Jinin could just stay up all night in Cheonaegok!
The sword-stained Jin-in returned the plate as if throwing it away and ran out.
And, not caring about who saw it or not, I flew to Cheonju Peak using a fish sword flight.
Cheonjubong.
Heavenly Song.
The sword, which burned the sword-scarred Jinin, landed at the entrance of Cheonae Valley as if it were sliding.
The sword-scarred Jinin practiced martial arts and ran into the valley as if flying.
indeed! Yeonjeokha was sitting in the same spot yesterday.
Seeing him sitting like a stone statue, an indescribable emotion swept through his body.
The sword-scarred Jin-in silenced the sound of his footsteps and approached Yeonjeok-ha's side.
Looking at his half-open eyes, he must be meditating.
Could it be that he did not know that time passed in his enlightenment?
That he has no way of knowing until he asks.
Jinin, who was wearing a sword, quietly sat down in his seat yesterday and spoke to him.
“Are you out early? Did you stay up all night?”
"yes."
The sword-wearing Jinin let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing that he answered right away, it seems that he was not unaware of the passage of time in a state of selflessness.
'No, it's not that the pieces of the Heavenly Endless Monument suddenly disappear, why is that?'
She hurriedly ran a “self-sufficiency” because she wanted to “just in case”.
However, ‘as expected’, nothing was felt from the sculpture of the Heavenly Love Unlimited Monument.
'It looks like he really stayed up all night meditating.'
The fine army of the sword-scarred Jinin frowned.
She didn't understand at all.
Time is not running out, and no one is pushing on your back, so why stay up all night meditating?
A person who achieves such rapid achievement that it is unprecedented in the history of the sect!
By lunchtime, the sword-clad Jin-in glanced at her side.
Yeonjeokha Jinyin was still looking at the pile of stones with her half-open eyes.
‘You’re not going to sleep, and you’re going to stop eating and drinking? why?'
She couldn't understand her brother's behavior.
Since she was initiated, she has seen countless seniors and juniors practice, but this is the first time.
This is also unprecedented.
Suddenly, the master's words came to mind.
The teacher said that now is the era of great change.
Anyone who takes the lead in the ‘era of great change’ is a genuine person who is younger than him.
The last person of ‘Ten Ai Unmunbi’.
She was initiated and before she was even seven years old, she became a jinjin.
'I won't move either.'
I couldn't explain why, but it seemed like it had to be.
A sword-wearing Jin-in joined Yeon-jeok-ha in meditation, and she passed the day.
Unlike the nameless Yeon Jeok-ha, the sword-stained Jin-in is a celebrity in the sect.
Not a small number of her masters and her sages began to follow her.
The piles of stones around her were filled one by one.
Another day passed by her.
Half of the people who imitated the blackened Jinin gave up and left.
The sword-stained Jinin didn't care who stayed or left.
She didn't even write 'suck up' anymore.
For three days, it is difficult for her to "suck herself up", but since she is not used by Yeonjeokha, she folds it.
Early in the morning on the seventh day.
As she stared at the pile of stones with her half-open eyes, a long sigh escaped from her mouth.
She was terribly tired of waiting without commitment.
Waiting for the true spirit, who may or may not exist, to come find her?
'Shit! Shit! Shit!'
If it weren't for the words of an old man she met in her sleep, if it weren't for the teachings of her thoughts, she wouldn't have lasted this long.
She mobilized everything she knew, from ‘Chu Do-yeongbeop’ to ‘Tong Cheon-an’, but she was in vain.
She knew that if Jinlyeong waited, she would come by herself, but her spirit died of old age.
It is difficult for her to wait without promises.
Even if I'd rather die of old age, I can't just wait like an idiot.
Every time I wanted to give up, I thought of the old and dead trend as a true man.
'I'm not going, he's coming.'
Looking back, it was the same when I met Gucheonhyeonnyeo.
All he did was wipe the stained ‘Gucheon Hyeonnyeogyeong’.
A six-year-old has to wipe it to see how well it cleans.
Gucheonhyeonnyeo came without a price.
If you think about it again, the last seven days of waiting are really nothing.
No, it's embarrassing to even give meaning to waiting.
Waiting for seven days, seventy days, seven years, seventy years, seven hundred years without doing anything is so great.
It is no different from a six-year-old child locked in a warehouse polishing the 'Gucheonhyeonnyeogyeong'.
'It's really nothing.'
The stuffiness that had weighed down my heart disappeared and a poodle poodle's languid laughter came out.
At that moment, a ‘zeng-’ sound rang out from the pile of stones.
Almost simultaneously, a grotesque sound shook the heavenly valley.
Heh heh-.
Koo-oh.
After that, a gust of wind and clouds came crashing into Cheonae Valley.
'Could this be the sound of a tiger and the cry of a dragon?'
I opened my half-open eyes, but I couldn't see anything because the wind and fog obscured my view.
I realized something belatedly, so I quietly recited the chant of the ‘chudoyeongbeop’.
"omg!"
A white tiger the size of a mountain and a red dragon the size of it were glaring at each other as if devouring them.
It is a situation where the wind caused by the white tiger and the clouds surrounding the red dragon are in a tense confrontation.
He raised his hands as if he were being guided by something he was in love with.
And with the technique of the dragon sword, he held the white tiger with his left hand and the red dragon with his right hand.
In an instant, the wind pulled the clouds, and the clouds embraced the wind.
Kwurreung-!
Along with the strong sound of thunder, the spirit of ‘Ten Ai Unmun’ came to Yeonjeokha.
Chapter end
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