Fist Demon of Mount Hua

the title : Some things change, some things don't change (2)

Damho came out.

His face had turned quite pale in the past few days. It was because he fell into the midst of a heartbreak and went out of his way.

After reading it a couple of times, he memorized the middle heaven technique perfectly. However, Damho did not stop there and read Jungcheonsimgyeol over and over again.

While Dam-ho was engrossed in his heart, Hyeon-so did not open the door even once. That’s because Hyeon-so knows he is in solitude

Damho’s expression on the outside looked more refreshed. It was because he saw a possibility that he had so longed for.

Nothing was clear yet. He had no guarantees that he would achieve what he wanted. But the fact that even the slightest possibility exists made his heart race.

“great!”

It was when Damho took a deep breath to breathe the fresh air.

“senior!”

Suddenly, a clear voice was heard.

He saw a woman with a graceful atmosphere turning her head. There was only one woman in the mount hua sect who could bring the same atmosphere

“sister So-yu.”

it was Han So-yu

she came

“What’s going on?”

“nothing.”

“Then why didn’t you show up?”

“what?”

“I was worried because I didn’t see the person who always went up and down the mountain every day.”

“Ah, something happened.”

“Really? Aren’t you sick?”

“no.”

Han So-yu looked into Dam-ho’s eyes. Damho didn’t avert her eyes. Then she smiled

“Do you really see it? thank god.”

“Are you here for that?”

“I have a story to tell, so I came here on a whim. Haven’t you heard it yet?”

“What do you mean?”

“It looks like no one told you.”

There was a slight dent in Dam-ho’s forehead. She looked at the Han So-yu with a look of a little dissatisfaction with her.

“Oh sorry!!!. Sooner or later, all of the great disciples will gather at the Jinmu Palace.”

“Jinmu Palace?”

Jinmu Palace was a place that symbolized the power of the mount hua sect. the threshold of Jinmu Palace was high and narrow, and it was also a place that no one could enter.

Among the great disciples, only a few were able to enter and exit Jinmu Palace. Of course, for Damho, was also a place he couldn’t enter yet.

“But why in Jinmu Palace?”

“Hyeon-geom Jin-in has finally left the isolation. he commanded us to gather all the disciples together.”

Han So-Yu’s face turned slightly red. She is so excited.

Hyeon-geom Jin-in was the king of Jinmu-gung. And he was also recognized as the best expert (in mount hua) in the present era.

He went into isolation six years ago to obtain his enlightenment. It was before Damho entered the sect. Because of that, Dam-ho had only heard of Hyeon-geom Jin-in, but he had never seen it in person.

He is the one who realized the ultimate meaning of the mount hua sword.

(He said that the plum blossoms are in full bloom when the sword is spread out in his hand.) Some said

A true swordsman of today would have had a force comparable to that of a three-year-old Chun-gung

He was such a highly regarded sage swordsman.

“Did he tell you to gather his disciples?”

“yes!”

“why?”

“Isn’t it probably because he was trying to give his deepest interests to his disciples?”

Han So-Yu’s face was flushed red.

It was like a big surprise to receive the teachings of Jinin (swordman), the first sword of the mount hua sect. Because of that, the entire sect are shaking right now.

“It’s not just a great disciple. In the future, he seems to be thinking of taking care of the disciple Lee, and even the subordinates.”

“Well!”

“So, prepare well, too. do you know If he finds it in your eyes, he will deliver a somthing that suits the you.”

It was a word with many meanings.

Damho silently nodded his head. Han So-yu laughed at Dam-ho’s appearance.

“Then I go, I’ll send someone to call you later, so I’ll see you then.”

“Thank you, Sister.”

Han So-yu waved her hand and walked away.

Dam-ho looked at Han So-yu’s back for a long time.

Han So-yu was one of the few who looked at him as he really was, among the many people in the sect. There was no light of her sympathy, no sign of compassion in her eyes. She was looking at him as a disciple of the mount hua just like her. he was so grateful to her.

Damho looked at the top of Undaebong Peak. It was hidden by the bushes, but somewhere on the summit there must be a Jinmu Palace. And there will be Hyeon-geom Jin-in

Although Hyeongeom Jin-in might teach him a kind of technique that suits him, Dam-ho didn’t have the energy for that now.

The meeting with Hyeon-geom Jin-in had not happened yet, so there was no need to be excited about it.

Damho put the sandbag first on his left ankle. just as he stopped practicing the middle heaven technique, he started going up and down the mount again.

He descended the mout hua with his sandbags full. Going down the sheer was harder than going up. The moment he stumbles with his foot, he will fall as it is.

Damho descended the road that even normal people struggle with at a fast pace. Having a disability in his leg was not a problem.

The great efforts of the past five years have greatly developed Damho’s sense of balance. Thanks to this, Damho was able to safely descend the volcano.

Damho stopped for a moment. After some breathing, he started climbing the mount again.

He needed a high degree of balance when going down, and strong leg and cardiorespiratory abilities to climb a mountain. Damho clenched his teeth and climbed the stairs one step at a time.

Time passed, and Damho’s whole body was drenched with sweat. It was even more difficult with a sandbag on his left ankle, but Damho did not stop climbing the mountain.

Damho was exhausted when he finally arrived at his residence. He was lying on the floor, breathing heavily.

“Heh heh, heh heh!”

A weird smell came out of his mouth, and his heart felt like it was going to explode. The muscles all over his body were complaining of pain. But Damho forced himself to stand up.

Damho stopped breathing for a moment, then relaxed his body by twisting it back and forth. He intends to practice as he is exhausted.

The first thing he unfolded was a Jukyeopso. It was the first martial art that anyone who had a will to learn the martial arts of the mount hua sect.

He first cultivated the Dangong move of the Jukyeopso.

shhhhh!

(Jukyeopso)The bamboo leaves fists that Damho spread were sharp. it can cut through the air

the next basic move is Biyeopcheonri

Damho fluttered like waves, but the momentum that came out was sharp.

Whoo!

The next basic move was Yeopjeokgwanil , the last move of Jukyeopso. Damho’s hand split the air

Damho’s gesture of practicing was elegant. Still, his sharp momentum stretched out like a blade.

Damho’s gestures returned to the beginning again. It is to unfold his first basic move, once again.

The air shook, and the second herbivore, Biyeopcheonri, and the third herbivore, Yeopjeokgwanil, continued in an instant.

Damho forgot the passing of time and repeatedly unfolded the Jukyeopso.

The biggest feature of Jukyeopso is that they can be unfolded without special footwork. At first, Damho spread the Jukyeopso without moving his legs at all while keeping his legs on the floor.

When the Jukyeopso reached their peak, Damho began to move his legs carefully.

One step forward, and one step backward.

It was a monotonous back-and-forth motion, which can never be called an elaborate footwork. Using his left foot as a support, he steps forward with his right foot. If the Elders of the Volcano Sect saw this, it would have made them bored. But for the current Damo, that was his best

thud!

Dam-ho’s face twisted slightly with every step he took with his left foot.

His outward wounds may have healed, but he still felt the pain. But Damho tried to ignore the pain he felt under his knee.

‘This kind of pain can’t stop me.’

Damho stepped on his left foot even more intensely.

thud!

In an instant, his mood changed.

Jukyeopso leaves have been turned into a boghogwon (the second move like Jukyeopso). His sharp presence turned into a massive one.

The boghogwon was a martial art created by mimicking the movement of a tiger. It is now known as a simple martial art that is mainly learned by the subordinate pupils, but in fact, the decryption right was a very well-made kwongong.

Damho had doubts.

‘Are the tiger’s only weapons really sharp teeth and claws? Is biting and scratching really the best way for a tiger to attack?’

Damho didn’t get it

‘That huge body is the tiger’s greatest weapon. Animals that are prey cannot even move because of the dizzying feeling and intimidation of the heavy weight flying away. If so, The boghogwon must also use the human body to the fullest, rather than simply swinging hands and feet.’

shhhhh!

Damho’s fists split the air.

In order to revive the strong momentum of boghogwon, strong leg strength was required. That’s because it has to endure such a strong recoil.

There was still no change in Damho’s footwork. He advances forward, and retreats quickly backwards.

Damho’s movements suddenly changed when the boghogwon reached its peak. His fists stretched out in all directions.

Liuhebafaquan (literally Six Harmonies Eight Methods Boxing).

It was a basic Inner Training for mount hua sect, along with Jukyeopso and boghogwon . The change was as monotonous, but instead contained fierce momentum.

Damho, forgetting that it was hard, fell into a trance

Among the numerous martial arts of the mount hua, the one that Damho lacked the most was these three basic gongongs.

Since he has been performing every day for the past five years, Damho put his heart and soul into unfolding the three kwon-gongs (techniques) that can now be done even with closed eyes.

Even within the sect, there was no one like Damho who trained so hard with only basic konggong. Most people tend to want a higher level of martial arts, and there were quite a few such in mount hua

“Woo-wook!”

Only the sound of Damho’s rough breathing and the air cracking resounded in the vacant lot.

Damho’s time was passing like that.

Hyeonso Jin-in, who returned to her residence at night, saw Dam-ho sleeping on the bench, almost fainting.

Hyunso Jinin was not surprised. Because it was a sight he had seen every day for the past five years. Instead, he looked at the traces left on the floor.

Damho’s footprints remained in the vacant lot. The footprints of Damho that follow in a straight line.

Hyunso Jin-in looked at Dam-ho with a proud look. Damho was still in a deep sleep.

He cautiously sat down next to Dam Ho and began to rub his legs.

“Repeated daily life can give you boredom, but overcoming boredom and repeating practice will make you stronger, Hoya.”

Hyeonso Jin-in carefully rubbed Dam-ho’s leg.

After repeating it for the past five years, he has now reached a significant level. He loosened the tight knots and gently stroked his bones.

In particular, the part he paid the most attention to was Damho’s left foot. Because it was not in a normal state, it was even worse.

Hyeonso Jinin’s hand rubbing Damho’s left foot was filled with warmth. A smile appeared on Damho’s lips, who was asleep, as if he had fainted as if he had felt his warmth.

Hyeon-so Jin-in released his hand only after confirming that Dam-ho’s tight muscles had been gently loosened.

“phew!”

Hyeonso Jin-in took a deep breath and got up.

It was late at night, but his work was not done yet. He took a book out of his arms.

Cheoneum Podium Book.

It was the book that was buried in the Yeong palace of the mount hua sect.

He picked up the book he had read a long time ago for Damho again.

Hyeonso Jin-in read the Cheoneum Podium until dawn. Damho was deeply asleep by his side.

***

Damho got up.

“Ugh!”

His whole body felt refreshed, as if he taked a bath. After stretching for a while, Dam-ho found Jin-in Hyeon-so sleeping next to him.

“Master again… … .”

He could tell without having to check. The fact that Hyeonso Jin-in had take care of him.

Next to Jin-in Hyeon-so, there was a book he had seen for the first time. After closing the book, Damho carefully moved in the room.

Damho came out only after Hyeonso Jinin was able to sleep comfortably. The night sky was still full of stars.

The scent of plum blossoms was carried by the wind. Damho started his work on a bench full of plum blossoms. I’ve been immersed in my research for the past few days, but this is the first time he has actually used it.

It’s the first time I’m working on Ungong, so he is a bit nervous, but Damho didn’t hesitate and fell into the sammaegyeong of Ungong.

An unknown road that no one had gone through for hundreds of years was open before him.

Damho didn’t even know what was at the end of this road.

The qi energy was gently caressing his body, but Damho didn’t care

the middle heaven technique is not a way to quickly build inner qi. It wasn’t the same as the Socheongsimgyeol that great disciples had learned.

As the name suggests, the middle heaven qi was heavy. If a the qi operated by a disciples of the mount hua as light as the wind, a qi operated by a middle heaven was sticky and slow like a swamp. So it was not easy to operate.

Beads of sweat were forming on Damho’s forehead. However, a cool breeze blew and cooled it down quickly.

Damho forgot the passage of time

Damho woke up again when the sun was over the lotus rod. it was already morning.

After finishing his practice, Dam Ho shook his head.

“It won’t be easy.”

If it had been any other way, it would have taken at least three weeks. However, during that time, Damho could only do one week. It meant that it was three times slower to build inner qi than other methods. However, since it is denser than that, I thought that it would be possible to generate more intense power if the same level of strength was accumulated.

The problem was how to build up skills that were on the same level or higher than others.

Dam Ho shook his head.

“I need to sleep less.”

sleep less and work harder than others. That was Damho’s conclusion.

From that day on, Dam-ho reduced his sleep even more.

He woke up after only one hour of sleep, immersed himself in ungong all morning, and trained his body by going up and down the mount hua in the morning. And in the afternoons and nights, he spent time honing the martial arts of the sec he knew.

Damho’s time was passing like that.