How To Live as a Civil Servant in Murim

“ Three people… you mean?”

Yeon Woo-hyuk did not notice what Podu was saying.

“okay. The guilty person, the relative of the guilty person, and those who have been victimized by the guilty person. Three like this.”

“…Oh, I see.”

Yeon Woo-hyuk had to focus on his face to manage his expression.

But O Fodou was surprisingly sincere.

It was a natural reward to receive a hermit from the guilty person, the relative of the guilty person, or the person who accused them.

“…So, another important thing is that sometimes there are people who want to extort money from you for losing your jewelry, but this is crossing the line. This grudge doesn’t go away easily. There will still be some people who want to kill you, but there is no need to increase them.”

“I. Oh Podu.”

Yeon Woo-hyuk changed the topic because he was tired of ‘Pleasure, how to rob the good people’.

“Do you know anything about headaches?”

“headache? Shouldn’t you go to the doctor for a headache?”

“That’s not an ordinary headache…”

Yeon Woo-hyuk carefully explained.

I have magical powers, but these magical powers are used arbitrarily and I have a headache, but I don’t know what the hell is going on…

Hearing this, Podu’s face turned serious.

“Mmm! It’s difficult. When it comes to magical powers, there is a high possibility that guru or sorcerer will know, but ordinary doctor will not.”

“Don’t you have any guesses, Podu-nim?”

“I am at best a martial artist who has learned martial arts. I don’t know that kind of magical power. Headache, headache…”

Oh Po-du looked at Yeon Woo-hyuk with pitiful eyes.

“They say he is a talented person, but at such a young age, it’s really unfortunate.”

“…Ah, no. Are you serious?”

“If you have supernatural powers and you have a headache… I want to say something nice too. But it is a very ominous sign.”

Oh Fodu was very serious.

Most people with magical powers lived poor and short lives. The loud talkers said that the reason was because they were loved by ghosts and possessed by them, but even Oh Podu didn’t know if that was true.

However, from long experience, it was certain that it was ominous.

‘…no. no.’

Yeon Woo-hyuk was taken aback.

He hadn’t been so seriously concerned.

Originally, the information and evidence of the case had been sorted out.

I was just thinking that I have to do it myself now…

“I will ask the legislators. But don’t expect too much…”

Oh Podu, who was talking, hesitated. A familiar Murim man was standing in front of him.

It was Dampoongho, a Samjeolgae.

“…The kite exhilaration. Be careful.”

Oh Fodu was positioned so that he could stretch out his fist at any moment.

There was no way that the three-year-old had a pleasant feeling for Podu or the Pokes.

“Damdaehyeop. I don’t know what’s going on, but if you’ve come to avenge a grudge, you’ve come to the wrong place! It’s not me or the kite that framed you!”

“I have come to repay the favor.”

Instead of arguing or pointing out Podu’s words, Dampoongho coldly recited his own words.

“…a favor?”

Instead of answering, Dampoongho stood still and waited. Oh Fodu didn’t know what the other person was thinking.

“I don’t know if it’s okay.”

“It will be fine. Podu. As Podu-nim said, it wasn’t Sa-Podu-nim who was framed.”

“Oops. I forgot to tell you one thing. It would be better to think that all Murim people are madmen. If you show kindness, you’ll say you’re gracious, and if you’re framed, you’ll say you’re framed.”

“…but I think it’ll be fine this time…”

Dam Poong-ho waited and opened his mouth when the conversation between the two did not end.

“Do you have a headache?”

“!!”

“!!!!”

Both were startled.

“How… Yeon exhilaration. no way…”

“It seems that the Three Jesuits Daehyeop knows what happened. You said you were a martial artist with many talents, isn’t that why?”

“I was going to ask if the third party poisoned you, but I guess not.”

‘this person. If the other party isn’t a volcanic faction, they really don’t treat you like a human!’

Yeon Woo-hyeok could tell that Po-do Oh really hated the Moorim people.

* * *

In the end, Yeon Woo-hyeok followed Dam Poong-ho. Oh Podu was worried, but Yeon Woo-hyuk wasn’t too worried. It was because I didn’t feel malice or hostility from the other person.

Dampung-ho stopped in an empty lot under a zelkova tree and motioned for him to sit down. Yeon Woo-hyuk sat down hesitantly.

“Do you know why you have headaches?”

“I do not know.”

“I guess so. I will repay the favor by telling you the reason.”

“I would appreciate it if you would.”

I wanted to refuse it because it was a burdensome grace anyway, but it wasn’t a bad business if I exchanged it for reason.

“Do you know about the top battle?”

“…!”

It is often said that when learning martial arts, one builds internal energy in the danjeon, but in fact, the danjeon refers to the lower danjeon below the navel.

If there is a lower end, there is another lower end.

The human brain was the upper level.

It wasn’t usually difficult to build up the inner workings of the lower court, but the more difficult task was to open the upper division. It was impossible to open it in the usual way.

The mental method of martial arts is also to build internal energy in lower-tier battles, not upper-tier battles. Usually, when I did something like that, madness went up to my brain and I went crazy.

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However, sometimes there were people who were congenitally open and their energy accumulated. These people used to show unusual and extraordinary supernatural powers that others could not dare to imitate.

“You seem to have lost your energy before the upper ranks. When I saw that, I knew that the top hall was open.”

“You mean I was gathering my energy? how?”

“I do not know either. In the first place, I didn’t even open the upper section.”

Dampoongho calmly explained.

The moment Yeon Woo-hyuk pointed out the general and persuaded others, the spirits around him flocked to Yeon Woo-hyuk’s white blood.

“Among the Taoists, there are Taoists who consciously accumulate good karma. They said that by accumulating good karma, they raise the spirituality within themselves. Isn’t that what it is?”

“!”

What passed through Yeon Woo-hyuk’s mind as he listened to it was the reward that came out when he got the correct answer to the original case.

Was it actually rewarded in this way?

“Then my ability is because of the upper rank battle?”

“I guess so. Mystic power is usually the power that comes from the opening of the top hall. But I don’t know about your magical powers. Reading people’s minds, asking ghosts about what happened, seeing what’s invisible… Other heart pain, speech ghosts, spiritual eyes… If this is enough, you’ve already vomited blood and died. if.”

“……”

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Yeon Woo-hyeok, who became very anxious, inquired in detail about the abilities Dam Poong-ho just mentioned.

Originally, these kinds of knowledge belonged to the vision, so there was no reason to tell Pokyeol when he saw it for the first time, but Dampoongho did not refuse and readily explained it.

Although tasimtong is the ability to enter the physical body in Buddhism, it was not necessarily available only to monks, and among guru or sorcerers, people who showed similar magical powers came out from time to time.

“Are you reading people’s minds?”

“If that were possible, it would be a Buddha, not a human. Among the people I met, the person who had the most outstanding other mind pain was a Buddhist monk. If he spoke, he could tell if it was a lie or not.”

‘I’m not as omnipotent as I thought.’

Well, if you can read the other person’s heart deeply with just one eye contact, that person was closer to a fairy than a human being.

“The supernatural ability to talk to ghosts… What is the Spiritual Eye?”

“It is the magical power of seeing the invisible. In Buddhism, it is also called wisdom eye. I’ve never actually seen one.”

This ability, called the spiritual eye or wisdom eye, could be said to be the most vague and rare ability.

It was recorded that he saw the invisible, but he did not know what that meant in the first place.

Right now, the trained Murim people have stronger eyesight than ordinary people, and it becomes possible to see the trajectory of flying arrows and avoid them, but this is not called spiritual eyes.

‘Then, is my ability the Spiritual Eye?’

Yeon Woo-hyuk was lost in thought. It wasn’t heartache or phlegm, and it seemed that the spiritual eye was at least close.

If I focused my mind, I could read in detail even the things that would be difficult to see or figure out.

“There are few people who know about upper class warfare and magical powers, even in Murim. I’d rather find an old book.”

“Ah, what’s the point of vomiting blood and dying?”

“The human body was originally one.”

Dampungho drew a shape on the soil with a tree branch.

“But inevitably, as we are born, we are divided into three: spirit, energy, and spirit. Originally, a martial artist must train his spirit to become a ki, and train his ki to become a god.”

It was a very complicated story for Yeon Woo-hyuk, who did not know much about martial arts.

“Here, Jeong is lower end. before stopping. God is the top battle.”

“So… uh… martial arts, so you build up your inner strength to make the lower half battle strong, then the middle battle strong, and finally the upper upper battle strong?”

“…It’s a bit different from making it solid, but it’s similar. But you opened the upper level first. this is retrograde Of course, it’s not good for the body, and those who use magical powers are short-lived for this reason. Jeong and qi cannot support it, but since God has developed, there is no choice but to vomit blood.”

Yeon Woo-hyuk’s face turned blue.

In a word, isn’t it saying that I have no martial arts and my body is not strong, but I am dying because I have a spiritual eye?

‘Isn’t that what I got because I wanted to?’

“Is there any way to live!?”

“there is. Even now, learn your martial arts and train your lower half and mid-half battle.”

“uh…”

It was so obvious, but Yeon Woo-hyuk was taken aback by the vague method.

“From what I’ve heard, I don’t think I’ll be able to survive in an ordinary state. Is there a possibility?”

“I do not know either. But I can’t think of any other way.”

“……”

In a word, if you want to live, you have to learn it.

Dam Poong-ho looked at Yeon Woo-hyuk and said.

“I think I learned the basics of martial arts, is that right?”

“I learned the martial arts given to the exuberant, but it’s at the level of learning by scratching the surface…”

“Looks like it. It’s third-rate.”

‘I didn’t even have time to practice.’

It wasn’t just the magic tablet of Pokkwa that came into Yeon Woo-hyeok’s hands after he suddenly fell into Moorim. A stick called Muk-gon (墨棍) given to the Pok-Kwae (it was only black and had no special abilities), a few iron coins, and a book of martial arts given to the Bok-Kwae came in.

It wasn’t too thick and the letters weren’t difficult. On the outer cover, it was written grandiosely that it was a new feat for the country of Wei. I was able to follow the simbeop and kwonbeop at once, as if my body had been accustomed to it once.

“Would you please take a look at the book?”

“…It’s exhilarating, so I don’t know. Never teach martial arts like this to other Murim people.”

Dam Poong-ho was a bit taken aback, but Yeon Woo-hyuk didn’t care.

In the first place, the fact that it was distributed to all the exorcists gave an idea of the level of martial arts.

‘At least what I know about martial arts, I know that this martial art is at the level of rolling around in the streets.’

You can find out about martial arts just by grabbing a person walking down the street and giving him a drink, so what are you hiding?

Dam Poong-ho skimmed through the book of the Wei Guksingong and clicked his tongue.

“Geumgang Seon Gong. It also left out all the difficult parts.”

“Isn’t Geumgang Seongong a great martial art?”

“It was martial arts three hundred years ago.”

“Is it okay to tell the Pokkees about such great martial arts!”

“I must have misunderstood the meaning of three hundred years ago. Who would learn martial arts 300 years ago? It is an old martial art.”

“……”

Embarrassed, Yeon Woo-hyuk shut his mouth.

Dam Poong-ho explained in detail, although not in a friendly voice.

The value of Naegongsimbeop is determined by how quickly one builds pure innergong, but Geumgangseongong was slow and obtuse as the old method.