Chapter 351 -You came to me
Among the seven masters of Ohryonggung (Oryongchilsa), the eldest is Cheongbulno.
Originally, he was a wandering orphan.
The person who took him in was Gong Ya-ja, who was called Banseon of Ohryonggung at the time.
Cheongbulno inherited everything from Gong Yaja, and finally became ‘Oryongchilsa’.
Except for him, the Oryong masters chose 'Gimyeong disciples' among the outstanding Taoists.
The reason why there are named disciples is because they all inherited the Dharma from their
masters.
Named disciple means ‘to record a name’.
In the Kangho school, ‘gi-myeong’ is like a ‘direction’ that succeeds the teacher’s name.
So, the named disciples of Oryong Yuksa are the ‘transmitters’ who will inherit the dharma treasure.
As they were the talented people who would succeed Oryong Yuksa, they had a special position in
the Oryong Palace.
However, for some reason, the oldest Cheongbulno had yet to have a named disciple.
Because of that, the other Oryong breeders were also very concerned.
The law that Cheongbulno inherited from Gong Yaja was special among the possessions of
Ohryongchilsa.
so-called rhetoric.
It is a public law that Gong Yaja, who was the teacher of Cheongbulno, made it with his lifelong
magic power, and if 'Eonryeong' is a magic spell that he learns in a sensible way, 'Eonbeop' is the
essence of Gong Yaja's magic power.
The 'Eonbeop' made by Gong Yaja's magic power was passed down only to Cheongbulno as an
intangible Dharma treasure.
Of course, only those who know the reality of it are Cheongbulno.
In its heyday, Cheongbulno subdued all kinds of demons with just one word.
So, from the point of view of the masters of the Oryong breeding, there is no choice but to be
anxious about the loss of speech.
***
question and answer day.
Ohryonggung.
Recently, Cheongbulno used to fall asleep while sitting cross-legged.
Although I claim that it is not sleep, but meditation.
It is time for the blue fire god to leave the body and look around the three heavens before returning.
Right before I opened my eyes, a strange sight unfolded before me.
Quarrrrr—.
The Dragon Palace, engulfed in red fire, slowly collapsed.
It didn't matter if it was real or fantasy.
To him, the Dragon Palace was not just a conduit, it was everything to him.
'no!'
Cheongbulno cried out as he watched the Ohryonggung collapse without a chance to do anything.
He tried to quench the flames with ‘words’, but somehow his mouth wouldn’t come out.
It's when he's just staring helplessly.
Oryonggung, who was about to sit down, jumped up.
I was startled and looked closely and saw that someone was supporting the crossbeam of the
Dragon Palace with their shoulders.
'Who is it?'
Who the hell is going to raise up the crumbling Ohryonggung?
At first, he thought he was one of the five dragons.
Because the only person who can do that in Ohryong Palace is Ohryongchilsa.
However, it was not Oryongchilsa that appeared intermittently in the flames.
"Who are you!"
Chung Bulno opened his eyes in surprise at his own cry.
A faint morning light streamed in through the window.
Was it a dream?
Or was it a fantasy?
Anything has to do with you, no doubt.
Otherwise, such a grotesque scene would not be seen during meditation.
Suddenly, the face of a long-ago fabled good teacher came to mind.
I once asked my teacher.
Why did you make me your disciple?
Then the master laughed and said.
- Because you came to me.
The Oryong trainers often asked, 'Why don't you take in disciples?'
Every time that happened, the teacher came to mind.
He couldn't tell Wu Ryong, but he himself was waiting for a disciple.
Has he come now?
Could it be that the teacher saw the same fantasy as me and made me his disciple?
When I meet my teacher someday, I plan to ask him.
How did he know that the disciple was me?
***
The day was bright.
The sound of a recital announcing the morning of Palseongak was heard sequentially here and there.
Yeonjeokha also started reciting the Taepyeonggyeong.
I read it with one heart and one mind, but I still thought it was a floating sound.
‘The spirit, the nether, the trinity, what are all these?’
Still, I don't feel dizzy like the first time because I read it every day.
The problem is that there is no sympathy.
'ha… … .’
I let out a sigh for a moment, but master Yuun, aware of it like a ghost, came and hit me on the
shoulder with a bamboo stick.
match-.
Perhaps because it is the day of the initiation ceremony, it feels like the bamboo sticks are also full of
energy.
I brushed my hair lightly and focused on the scriptures again.
***
The practitioners of the Palseon Pavilion gathered at the Oryong Palace after breakfast.
With a number of 170 or so gathered, it felt like the Oryong Palace was full.
It was the first time that I was in a relationship, so I mingled with people and carefully watched what
others were doing.
At that time, Lee Do-ju, who had broken up while leaving ‘Ha Seon-go’, approached and gave words
of encouragement.
“Yeon Ah. It's the first time today, so you'd better think of it as learning the atmosphere."
“Yes, when will the question-and-answer ceremony end?”
“It ends late in the afternoon. It's because I'm having a one-on-one conversation with about 170
people.”
“Are you sitting here watching it?”
"Yes."
“Then the person behind you will know what questions the examiner is asking.”
“Did you forget that this is the Dragon Palace? There is a square around the seat for the question-
and-answer ceremony. As you'll soon find out, your mouth goes blank, but you can't hear anything.”
"And! How amazing."
"That's why they went crazy trying to enter the Dragon Palace."
Cheon Sang-dong, who had been wandering around Yeonjeok-ha since dawn, suddenly intervened.
“It is silent. Once activated, no matter what I say inside, it won't leak out.”
He pretended not to hear that he had a relationship with Lee Do-joo, who had a bad opinion of
Cheon Sang-dong.
Still, Cheon Sang-dong put an iron plate on his face and kept his seat.
Yeon Jeok-ha frowned at such a sight.
It was annoying that Cheon Sang-dong was stuck, but he didn't even want to quarrel in front of the
practitioners.
‘Why is that person doing that? Why are you acting friendly all of a sudden after you grind your
teeth at me?'
Yesterday, he jumped up and down, and today he sticks together and kindly explains.
He is truly an unstoppable man.
After Cheon Sang-dong joined the conversation, Yeon Jeok-ha and Lee Do-ju kept their mouths shut.
It was clear that anyone was reluctant to see it, but Cheon Sang-dong kept his eyes fixed on the front
and continued to speak.
“The question-and-answer ceremony is conducted in the order in which you are seated, so if you
want to know the result quickly, go to the front.”
In the end, I couldn't stand it and I opened my mouth.
“Who are you talking to now?”
“Who is Yeon-woo?”
"her!"
A sigh escaped from the mouth of the younger brother at the brazen words.
At one point, he threatened to say, “I won’t stay still,” but now he’s a “young brother.”
“Since when am I your brother?”
“Then, are you Aoji?”
“Because I’ve never had an older brother like you?”
“You have to come out of the same boat, brother or sister? If you're older, you're the older brother,
if you're younger, you're the younger brother.”
It wasn't that he said anything that went against the logic, so he shook his head without being able
to refute it.
If I had said something like that in Gangho, I would have been beaten up right away, but
unfortunately, this is Ohryonggung.
‘Who am I to blame? It's my fault for hanging out with someone like that in the first place.'
He didn't want to wrestle anymore, so he quietly moved to another place.
When Yeonjeokha, whose face was filled with hot flowers, moved, the trainees split into two sides.
'found!'
An eye light flashed in the eyes of the Blue Buddha, who had been snooping on the trainees sitting
among the five dragons and seven priests from earlier.
It was definitely the person I saw during my meditation.
At first, he thought it was swollen from burns, but now it was a fever.
When a smile spread across the face of Cheongbulno, Master Cheonmyeong asked.
“Are you having a good day?”
“Perhaps.”
“They say good things are doubled when they are shared. Wouldn’t it be nice to know the frequency
of what happened?”
“Tell you later.”
When it was time for the Q&A ceremony, Muoja slowly stood up among the five dragons and seven
temples.
“Then, Bindo will go to the question-and-answer ceremony.”
“Thank you very much.”
Master Cheonmyeong hurriedly raised his greetings.
The remaining Oryong-Osa also gave words of encouragement one by one.
“Good job.”
“Suffer.”
As Muoja stepped forward, the Wulong Palace became quiet for a moment.
Muoja, who was sitting in the middle of the silent square, looked around at the practitioners and
said.
"haha. Seeing the trainees of the Oryong Palace, my heart is filled with joy. Until famous religions
gained power, the world treated magicians like dirt on their toes. Even among the shaman faction,
Wulong Palace was the least popular conduit. always flew flies But now, as you can see, it's so full of
practitioners that there are no empty seats. There was even a shortage of halls, so three buildings
were hastily expanded. These days, even the long-time scholars of the shaman faction come and ask
if there is anything lacking.”
The practitioners laughed lightly at Muoja's joke.
Muozi continued to speak to relieve the practitioners' tension.
“The ‘gnarled leather trees’ that Namhwa Jin-in (Zhuang-tzu) talked about were the sorcerers of the
Oryong Palace. We were treated useless, but the world needs us, don't we?”
“Right!”
“You are right!”
The trainees who were still listening applauded and cheered.
“The history of Ohryonggung is Gio. During that long period of time, our ancestors have left
countless achievements in the world. He made the good things better, corrected the wrong things,
and cast out the demons that plagued the people. Our Dragon Palace did such a thing in the past,
and we are doing it today. Tomorrow, the juniors of the Dragon Palace will do the job.”
“… … .”
When the word ‘Oryonggung’s junior’ came out, the trainees’ eyes lit up.
This is because they are those who gathered to become the juniors regardless of gender and age.
“However, not everyone can become a member of the Dragon Palace. If that were the case, the
world wouldn't even look up to Wulong Palace today. The person who wants in the Dragon Palace is
the one who will attain the Dao. I mean, he's not one to learn just a few tricks.”
The trainees focused on Muoja's words without breathing.
The string of tension that had been lightly released was pulled taut.
However, unlike the beginning, when the tension was stiff, the trainees' bodies and minds were
strengthened.
Satisfied smiles spread across the faces of the Oryong trainers who were sitting cross-legged on one
side and watching.
Muo-ja was well-adjusting the condition of the trainees according to the purpose of the question-
and-answer ceremony.
.
Muhoe Jinin muttered with an admiring face.
“You speak really well. They tease you, hit you, and drive you crazy.”
The thousand-myeong master helped with a word.
“I like all of them, but I’m worried about how many people will like him.”
“Do you really think I have to throw them all away?”
"ha! If it's a number that can be counted on one hand, isn't it better to throw it all away?”
“Chuck! Why did you recommend Muoja when the princess would be so worried?”
“That’s right. It looks like I wrote something that day.”
Then, the cheongbulno burst into laughter.
“Heh heh heh! What fun would life be if there was no conflict between hope and reality? Have hope,
for the infallible may destroy the precedent.”
“Oops! It sounds like you are asking for more conflict between hope and reality.”
Contrary to the words, the eyes of the Master of Heaven's Myeong were alive.
Since Cheongbulno was a man who had reached the stage of anti-Seon, it sounded somehow
meaningful.
Will it really be the day when precedents are broken as he said?
Chapter 351 -You came to me
Among the seven masters of Ohryonggung (Oryongchilsa), the eldest is Cheongbulno.
Originally, he was a wandering orphan.
The person who took him in was Gong Ya-ja, who was called Banseon of Ohryonggung at the time.
Cheongbulno inherited everything from Gong Yaja, and finally became ‘Oryongchilsa’.
Except for him, the Oryong masters chose 'Gimyeong disciples' among the outstanding Taoists.
The reason why there are named disciples is because they all inherited the Dharma from their
masters.
Named disciple means ‘to record a name’.
In the Kangho school, ‘gi-myeong’ is like a ‘direction’ that succeeds the teacher’s name.
So, the named disciples of Oryong Yuksa are the ‘transmitters’ who will inherit the dharma treasure.
As they were the talented people who would succeed Oryong Yuksa, they had a special position in
the Oryong Palace.
However, for some reason, the oldest Cheongbulno had yet to have a named disciple.
Because of that, the other Oryong breeders were also very concerned.
The law that Cheongbulno inherited from Gong Yaja was special among the possessions of
Ohryongchilsa.
so-called rhetoric.
It is a public law that Gong Yaja, who was the teacher of Cheongbulno, made it with his lifelong
magic power, and if 'Eonryeong' is a magic spell that he learns in a sensible way, 'Eonbeop' is the
essence of Gong Yaja's magic power.
The 'Eonbeop' made by Gong Yaja's magic power was passed down only to Cheongbulno as an
intangible Dharma treasure.
Of course, only those who know the reality of it are Cheongbulno.
In its heyday, Cheongbulno subdued all kinds of demons with just one word.
So, from the point of view of the masters of the Oryong breeding, there is no choice but to be
anxious about the loss of speech.
***
question and answer day.
Ohryonggung.
Recently, Cheongbulno used to fall asleep while sitting cross-legged.
Although I claim that it is not sleep, but meditation.
It is time for the blue fire god to leave the body and look around the three heavens before returning.
Right before I opened my eyes, a strange sight unfolded before me.
Quarrrrr—.
The Dragon Palace, engulfed in red fire, slowly collapsed.
It didn't matter if it was real or fantasy.
To him, the Dragon Palace was not just a conduit, it was everything to him.
'no!'
Cheongbulno cried out as he watched the Ohryonggung collapse without a chance to do anything.
He tried to quench the flames with ‘words’, but somehow his mouth wouldn’t come out.
It's when he's just staring helplessly.
Oryonggung, who was about to sit down, jumped up.
I was startled and looked closely and saw that someone was supporting the crossbeam of the
Dragon Palace with their shoulders.
'Who is it?'
Who the hell is going to raise up the crumbling Ohryonggung?
At first, he thought he was one of the five dragons.
Because the only person who can do that in Ohryong Palace is Ohryongchilsa.
However, it was not Oryongchilsa that appeared intermittently in the flames.
"Who are you!"
Chung Bulno opened his eyes in surprise at his own cry.
A faint morning light streamed in through the window.
Was it a dream?
Or was it a fantasy?
Anything has to do with you, no doubt.
Otherwise, such a grotesque scene would not be seen during meditation.
Suddenly, the face of a long-ago fabled good teacher came to mind.
I once asked my teacher.
Why did you make me your disciple?
Then the master laughed and said.
- Because you came to me.
The Oryong trainers often asked, 'Why don't you take in disciples?'
Every time that happened, the teacher came to mind.
He couldn't tell Wu Ryong, but he himself was waiting for a disciple.
Has he come now?
Could it be that the teacher saw the same fantasy as me and made me his disciple?
When I meet my teacher someday, I plan to ask him.
How did he know that the disciple was me?
***
The day was bright.
The sound of a recital announcing the morning of Palseongak was heard sequentially here and there.
Yeonjeokha also started reciting the Taepyeonggyeong.
I read it with one heart and one mind, but I still thought it was a floating sound.
‘The spirit, the nether, the trinity, what are all these?’
Still, I don't feel dizzy like the first time because I read it every day.
The problem is that there is no sympathy.
'ha… … .’
I let out a sigh for a moment, but master Yuun, aware of it like a ghost, came and hit me on the
shoulder with a bamboo stick.
match-.
Perhaps because it is the day of the initiation ceremony, it feels like the bamboo sticks are also full of
energy.
I brushed my hair lightly and focused on the scriptures again.
***
The practitioners of the Palseon Pavilion gathered at the Oryong Palace after breakfast.
With a number of 170 or so gathered, it felt like the Oryong Palace was full.
It was the first time that I was in a relationship, so I mingled with people and carefully watched what
others were doing.
At that time, Lee Do-ju, who had broken up while leaving ‘Ha Seon-go’, approached and gave words
of encouragement.
“Yeon Ah. It's the first time today, so you'd better think of it as learning the atmosphere."
“Yes, when will the question-and-answer ceremony end?”
“It ends late in the afternoon. It's because I'm having a one-on-one conversation with about 170
people.”
“Are you sitting here watching it?”
"Yes."
“Then the person behind you will know what questions the examiner is asking.”
“Did you forget that this is the Dragon Palace? There is a square around the seat for the question-
and-answer ceremony. As you'll soon find out, your mouth goes blank, but you can't hear anything.”
"And! How amazing."
"That's why they went crazy trying to enter the Dragon Palace."
Cheon Sang-dong, who had been wandering around Yeonjeok-ha since dawn, suddenly intervened.
“It is silent. Once activated, no matter what I say inside, it won't leak out.”
He pretended not to hear that he had a relationship with Lee Do-joo, who had a bad opinion of
Cheon Sang-dong.
Still, Cheon Sang-dong put an iron plate on his face and kept his seat.
Yeon Jeok-ha frowned at such a sight.
It was annoying that Cheon Sang-dong was stuck, but he didn't even want to quarrel in front of the
practitioners.
‘Why is that person doing that? Why are you acting friendly all of a sudden after you grind your
teeth at me?'
Yesterday, he jumped up and down, and today he sticks together and kindly explains.
He is truly an unstoppable man.
After Cheon Sang-dong joined the conversation, Yeon Jeok-ha and Lee Do-ju kept their mouths shut.
It was clear that anyone was reluctant to see it, but Cheon Sang-dong kept his eyes fixed on the front
and continued to speak.
“The question-and-answer ceremony is conducted in the order in which you are seated, so if you
want to know the result quickly, go to the front.”
In the end, I couldn't stand it and I opened my mouth.
“Who are you talking to now?”
“Who is Yeon-woo?”
"her!"
A sigh escaped from the mouth of the younger brother at the brazen words.
At one point, he threatened to say, “I won’t stay still,” but now he’s a “young brother.”
“Since when am I your brother?”
“Then, are you Aoji?”
“Because I’ve never had an older brother like you?”
“You have to come out of the same boat, brother or sister? If you're older, you're the older brother,
if you're younger, you're the younger brother.”
It wasn't that he said anything that went against the logic, so he shook his head without being able
to refute it.
If I had said something like that in Gangho, I would have been beaten up right away, but
unfortunately, this is Ohryonggung.
‘Who am I to blame? It's my fault for hanging out with someone like that in the first place.'
He didn't want to wrestle anymore, so he quietly moved to another place.
When Yeonjeokha, whose face was filled with hot flowers, moved, the trainees split into two sides.
'found!'
An eye light flashed in the eyes of the Blue Buddha, who had been snooping on the trainees sitting
among the five dragons and seven priests from earlier.
It was definitely the person I saw during my meditation.
At first, he thought it was swollen from burns, but now it was a fever.
When a smile spread across the face of Cheongbulno, Master Cheonmyeong asked.
“Are you having a good day?”
“Perhaps.”
“They say good things are doubled when they are shared. Wouldn’t it be nice to know the frequency
of what happened?”
“Tell you later.”
When it was time for the Q&A ceremony, Muoja slowly stood up among the five dragons and seven
temples.
“Then, Bindo will go to the question-and-answer ceremony.”
“Thank you very much.”
Master Cheonmyeong hurriedly raised his greetings.
The remaining Oryong-Osa also gave words of encouragement one by one.
“Good job.”
“Suffer.”
As Muoja stepped forward, the Wulong Palace became quiet for a moment.
Muoja, who was sitting in the middle of the silent square, looked around at the practitioners and
said.
"haha. Seeing the trainees of the Oryong Palace, my heart is filled with joy. Until famous religions
gained power, the world treated magicians like dirt on their toes. Even among the shaman faction,
Wulong Palace was the least popular conduit. always flew flies But now, as you can see, it's so full of
practitioners that there are no empty seats. There was even a shortage of halls, so three buildings
were hastily expanded. These days, even the long-time scholars of the shaman faction come and ask
if there is anything lacking.”
The practitioners laughed lightly at Muoja's joke.
Muozi continued to speak to relieve the practitioners' tension.
“The ‘gnarled leather trees’ that Namhwa Jin-in (Zhuang-tzu) talked about were the sorcerers of the
Oryong Palace. We were treated useless, but the world needs us, don't we?”
“Right!”
“You are right!”
The trainees who were still listening applauded and cheered.
“The history of Ohryonggung is Gio. During that long period of time, our ancestors have left
countless achievements in the world. He made the good things better, corrected the wrong things,
and cast out the demons that plagued the people. Our Dragon Palace did such a thing in the past,
and we are doing it today. Tomorrow, the juniors of the Dragon Palace will do the job.”
“… … .”
When the word ‘Oryonggung’s junior’ came out, the trainees’ eyes lit up.
This is because they are those who gathered to become the juniors regardless of gender and age.
“However, not everyone can become a member of the Dragon Palace. If that were the case, the
world wouldn't even look up to Wulong Palace today. The person who wants in the Dragon Palace is
the one who will attain the Dao. I mean, he's not one to learn just a few tricks.”
The trainees focused on Muoja's words without breathing.
The string of tension that had been lightly released was pulled taut.
However, unlike the beginning, when the tension was stiff, the trainees' bodies and minds were
strengthened.
Satisfied smiles spread across the faces of the Oryong trainers who were sitting cross-legged on one
side and watching.
Muo-ja was well-adjusting the condition of the trainees according to the purpose of the question-
and-answer ceremony.
.
Muhoe Jinin muttered with an admiring face.
“You speak really well. They tease you, hit you, and drive you crazy.”
The thousand-myeong master helped with a word.
“I like all of them, but I’m worried about how many people will like him.”
“Do you really think I have to throw them all away?”
"ha! If it's a number that can be counted on one hand, isn't it better to throw it all away?”
“Chuck! Why did you recommend Muoja when the princess would be so worried?”
“That’s right. It looks like I wrote something that day.”
Then, the cheongbulno burst into laughter.
“Heh heh heh! What fun would life be if there was no conflict between hope and reality? Have hope,
for the infallible may destroy the precedent.”
“Oops! It sounds like you are asking for more conflict between hope and reality.”
Contrary to the words, the eyes of the Master of Heaven's Myeong were alive.
Since Cheongbulno was a man who had reached the stage of anti-Seon, it sounded somehow
meaningful.
Will it really be the day when precedents are broken as he said?
