Chapter 362 - Hocheonmaeng, the wide and big sky
Man Huang-ju tilted his head as Yeon Jeok-ha suddenly laughed to himself like a madman.
“Brother, why are you laughing?”
"Hey. I'm really curious, can you answer me?"
“Tell me.”
“Why do you two cling to me like dung flies? Is it because I am the most comfortable among the
practitioners? Or do you think there's still something to eat? Which one?”
“What a disgusting sound. Things like that because we can’t pretend we don’t know when we know
each other’s faces.”
" It was pitiful to be alone, so I hung out with him, and he started talking all kinds of things. What's
wrong with me, who is calling me a shit fly? what? Do you still have anything to eat? Hi Go! the
sound of a dog laughing Brother, let's go.”
Cheon Sang-dong pulled the Manhwangju with a displeased face.
When Manhwangju pretended to be invincible and was dragged away, the area around Yeonjeokha
finally became quiet.
“Anyway, they are strange people.”
He opened the Jade Emperor Sutra and began to read it.
***
Chongyang Festival.
Now, frost has fallen at night, and Wudang Mountain has turned red.
Although autumn had begun in earnest, the work of practitioners was not much different from
summer.
When they woke up at dawn, they recited recitatives, listened to sermons in the morning, and
studied in the afternoon.
After living in Wudang Mountain for two months, Yeonjeokha has developed quite a cultivator
status.
After breakfast as usual, I slowly wandered around the Oryong Palace.
It's a habit that came about because I didn't have anyone close to me.
As I walked while recalling the techniques I learned from Cheongbulno in my head, it was lecture
time before I knew it.
He turned to the Oryong Palace.
But today, the front yard of Oryong Palace was noisy.
The trainees forgot to enter the sermon with excited faces and gathered in groups of twos and
threes.
The person with the slowest information in the palsangak is a mate.
Everyone stays away from him, so he barely hears it until the rumor spreads to everyone.
He listened attentively to people's voices.
“If the famous school splits into two groups, isn’t the ‘three-year commitment’ over?”
“Even if we are divided into two groups, won’t we unite when something happens?”
“Huh. They said it was the eleven red flowers. Does the famous school end like this?”
“Aren’t you the Hongbok of Moorim at the end?”
“It could be the other way around, but it seems to only see the good side. Imagine that there are
two people like famous religious leaders. Is there anyone who can handle that?”
At someone's objection, the practitioners became quiet for a moment.
It was already widely known that the famous cult leader was King Chundu.
Everyone seemed terrified to think that such a Chundu Demon King could become two.
As the lecture time approached, the managers of Palseongak went around and let the trainees enter.
I tried to squeeze as much as I could to sit in the back row of the row, then entered late.
Even when the sermon began, the light chatter did not stop.
Ban Sang-wol, a member of Ohryongchilsa, who came out as an instructor, smiled bitterly at the
unusual atmosphere.
He said, “In the Nanhua Jinjing, ‘A person with a calm and stable mind emits natural light. We must
become people like the light that illuminates a dark world. Especially sorcerers. If the mind is not
calm and stable, the magic cannot be performed properly. It is other than saying that it is possible to
exorcise a ghost if you do not lose your composure in front of a demon as well as a demon. Light
enough to keep the evil beings from opening their eyes! Remember that the power to overturn a
precarious situation comes from your peace of mind.”
The sermon naturally went over to the normal mind and always mind.
The stormy sermon is over.
It is time for Ban Sang-wol to catch his breath and drink tea.
One of the practitioners raised a hand.
“Tell me.”
After Ban Sang-wol gave permission, practitioner Jang Yi-do looked around at the masters and said,
“A little while ago, I heard a rumor that the famous church was split. I want to know if that is true.”
“It is true.”
Ban Sang-wol did not hide it.
If it reached the ears of practitioners, it meant that it had already spread throughout Wudang
Mountain.
After Ban Sang-wol acknowledged it, a stir broke out among the trainees.
“If not, what will happen to the ‘three-year commitment’?”
“Well, wouldn’t the Murim clans take care of it? Ohryonggung doesn't actively participate in Murim's
affairs, so we don't know the specifics.”
“It seems that the ‘three-year commitment’ is in jeopardy, so could you lower the standard for
choosing a disciple? I want to add my little strength.”
“It's not that I don't know that loyalty, but our Oryong Palace's position is the same. There's no point
in teaching someone who doesn't deserve it. It should be the same for the people.”
“But if not at this time, when will you set Kang Ho’s spirits right? Now that the power of famous
schools has weakened, if you could open the door just a little... … .”
“Do not beg to widen the door, but be diligent.”
Jang Yi-do shook his head excitedly at Ban Sang-wol's resolute refusal.
Some supported Jang Yi-Dao, while others frowned.
It was because he thought that Zhang Yi-do, who was a warrior, was ignoring the sorcerer
Oryongchilsa.
In fact, you can know the location of a sorcerer just by looking at a trainee telling his master, Oh
Ryong Chil Sa, to widen his door. If Wulonggung were a group of unmanned people, practitioners
would not have dared to meet their eyes.
Jang Do-do did not look good because he had one of Oh Ryong-Chil Sa as his teacher.
'Whew! that's cheap How dare you make that face in front of Oryongchilsa.'
I wanted to run right away and kick him, but I held back.
After the sermon ended with a light exchange of words, the people left the Dragon Palace one by
one.
That night.
He was taught by Cheongbulno more calmly than any other day at the Oryong Palace.
Zhang Yi-dao was the same as Tasan Ji-seok to him.
He has always behaved comfortably when dealing with people.
However, after seeing Jang Yi-do today, for some reason, he wanted to be better for his master.
I really didn't like the climate of despising magicians for being weak.
“Namcheon-ah, are you as modest as a new maid today? Did something happen?”
“After the sermon, I saw one of the trainees behaving rudely to Seon Sang-Wol Ban. I felt
uncomfortable. I also reflected a lot.”
“Heh heh heh. He just doesn't have quirks, but you're different. He doesn't have to try too hard to
be formal. Emotions are relative, so your sincerity will be conveyed to Ohryongchilsa.”
"really?"
“Because it is. Have you ever seen me talk nonsense?”
“Hehe, then can I sit comfortably?”
Yeonjeokha slightly loosened his tight feet.
Seeing him like a child, Cheongbulno weakly smiled and said,
“I don’t know how I was blessed to have disciples like you in my later years.”
“I received the blessing.”
Yeonjeokha sincerely respected Cheongbulno.
It is because he accepted himself as a named disciple, who was ignoring even the practitioners of the
Eight Immortals.
Where is the only mole?
Considering the nasty rumors about himself, it was a miracle that I became his disciple.
If Obongsan's sworn brothers gave a sense of peace, Cheongbulno was like his grandfather.
His care and teaching was the first time Yeon Jeok-ha had received it since he was born.
***
mid-September.
Southern directness.
outskirts of Nanjing.
Old Justice alliance General.
A group of Murim people gathered at Chunguigak.
Chilpamun's Jangmun people and Gongsonilrang, Gongsonki, who represent Jeongdo.
Merchant Mugeuk, a long-time scholar of the volcano faction and leader of the Heavenly League,
bowed respectfully to the audience.
“Thank you to the long-time writers who responded to Bindo’s invitation. I invited several seniors
with a sense of responsibility that I was the leader of the Justice alliance and the leader of the
Heavenly alliance. As you know, the renowned cult leader said that he would not impose sanctions
on the gathering of the Chilpa family, so today's meeting will not break the 'three-year
commitment'.”
The martial artist stopped talking.
The Chilpamun, which is said to be the pillar of Moorim, was afraid of famous religions, so it was
complicated to mention 'Three Years'.
“I won’t mention it again, as you know that famous churches were divided into two. In order to cope
with the rapidly changing reality, we would like to propose a meeting of sect warriors. What do you
think of the opinions of many great writers?”
The long masters of the Yuk-Pil Gate nodded their heads with a face of course.
If I hadn't felt the need for organization, I wouldn't have attended this meeting in the first place.
Still, the Merchant Mugeuk asked again.
“If there is anyone who opposes the gathering of political factions, please speak up.”
Pyeonun, a long-time leader of the joint faction, said boldly.
“Jang Moon-in, if you were against it, would you have come here? We gathered here because we
felt the need for organization. Let's not waste time and get to the point. I don't know the name of
the new maeng that will be created yet, but I recommend Mugeuk Merchant as the main lord. What
about the others?”
“The idea of frequency is the same. Merchant Mugeuk led not only the Justice alliance, but also the
Cheonji League. I see him as the leader of a new organization.”
At the words of Yeonggyeol Merchant, a non-partisan leader, Mujong Merchant, a forward-wing
leader, also expressed support.
“Bindo also agrees with the words of the two writers. What about the others?”
At his question, the master of Shaolin Temple, the Qingsheng sect, the fortune-changing sect, and
the Uicheonmun nodded.
There was no reason to oppose the martial arts of the martial arts merchants, as they were the most
outstanding and active.
Don't you know if you made a big mistake in the Justice alliance and the Heaven and Earth League?
Other than that, it was difficult to find a better person than the Mugeuk Merchant in Chilpamun.
A bitter smile appeared on the Merchant's face.
He asked to form a meeting, and he even elected the head of the group with one stroke.
It would have been impossible if it were not for the unity of the Chilpa family who have been
together for a long time.
The Mugeuk Merchant did not hesitate and settled with the long masters of the Yukpamun.
“Several seniors believe in juniors and entrust them with heavy duties, so I will work hard. Thank you
very much. I hope to come up with a name for a new meeting in this spot. Please tell me what you
think.”
At the mention of a name, the masters of the Yukpamun were silent for a moment.
It may not sound like much, but choosing a name for the organization was not an easy task.
At that time, Seonin Geumhwa, the judge of life and death, a long-time clerk of the fortune teller,
lightly threw a word.
“Made after Cheonjimaeng So, how about Hocheonmaeng? I think it fits well with the character of
the Jeongdo school.”
In the past, there was a lot of talk about the meaning of ‘Cheonjimaeng’.
Among them, the one that received the widest support was the voice saying, “Heaven is Jeongpa
and Earth is Sapa.”
In that sense, ‘Hocheonmaeng’ was a name that suited it quite well.
“It is a wide and big sky. That's fine.”
"I like it."
“It sounds like a name that fits our current situation.”
“I hope it lives up to its name.”
The people of the Yukpamun family showed a favorable impression of the name Hocheonmaeng.
Even as time passed, no name that surpassed “Hocheonmaeng” emerged.
The leaders of the Chilpilmun unanimously decided on the name of the new Maeng, ‘Hocheon
Maeng’.
Subsequently, Gongson Ilang and Gong Son Ki were appointed as the musketeers of the Hocheon
League.
Following the ‘Justice Alliance’ and the ‘Cheonji Alliance’, the era of the ‘Hocheon Alliance’ has
opened.
Chapter 362 - Hocheonmaeng, the wide and big sky
Man Huang-ju tilted his head as Yeon Jeok-ha suddenly laughed to himself like a madman.
“Brother, why are you laughing?”
"Hey. I'm really curious, can you answer me?"
“Tell me.”
“Why do you two cling to me like dung flies? Is it because I am the most comfortable among the
practitioners? Or do you think there's still something to eat? Which one?”
“What a disgusting sound. Things like that because we can’t pretend we don’t know when we know
each other’s faces.”
" It was pitiful to be alone, so I hung out with him, and he started talking all kinds of things. What's
wrong with me, who is calling me a shit fly? what? Do you still have anything to eat? Hi Go! the
sound of a dog laughing Brother, let's go.”
Cheon Sang-dong pulled the Manhwangju with a displeased face.
When Manhwangju pretended to be invincible and was dragged away, the area around Yeonjeokha
finally became quiet.
“Anyway, they are strange people.”
He opened the Jade Emperor Sutra and began to read it.
***
Chongyang Festival.
Now, frost has fallen at night, and Wudang Mountain has turned red.
Although autumn had begun in earnest, the work of practitioners was not much different from
summer.
When they woke up at dawn, they recited recitatives, listened to sermons in the morning, and
studied in the afternoon.
After living in Wudang Mountain for two months, Yeonjeokha has developed quite a cultivator
status.
After breakfast as usual, I slowly wandered around the Oryong Palace.
It's a habit that came about because I didn't have anyone close to me.
As I walked while recalling the techniques I learned from Cheongbulno in my head, it was lecture
time before I knew it.
He turned to the Oryong Palace.
But today, the front yard of Oryong Palace was noisy.
The trainees forgot to enter the sermon with excited faces and gathered in groups of twos and
threes.
The person with the slowest information in the palsangak is a mate.
Everyone stays away from him, so he barely hears it until the rumor spreads to everyone.
He listened attentively to people's voices.
“If the famous school splits into two groups, isn’t the ‘three-year commitment’ over?”
“Even if we are divided into two groups, won’t we unite when something happens?”
“Huh. They said it was the eleven red flowers. Does the famous school end like this?”
“Aren’t you the Hongbok of Moorim at the end?”
“It could be the other way around, but it seems to only see the good side. Imagine that there are
two people like famous religious leaders. Is there anyone who can handle that?”
At someone's objection, the practitioners became quiet for a moment.
It was already widely known that the famous cult leader was King Chundu.
Everyone seemed terrified to think that such a Chundu Demon King could become two.
As the lecture time approached, the managers of Palseongak went around and let the trainees enter.
I tried to squeeze as much as I could to sit in the back row of the row, then entered late.
Even when the sermon began, the light chatter did not stop.
Ban Sang-wol, a member of Ohryongchilsa, who came out as an instructor, smiled bitterly at the
unusual atmosphere.
He said, “In the Nanhua Jinjing, ‘A person with a calm and stable mind emits natural light. We must
become people like the light that illuminates a dark world. Especially sorcerers. If the mind is not
calm and stable, the magic cannot be performed properly. It is other than saying that it is possible to
exorcise a ghost if you do not lose your composure in front of a demon as well as a demon. Light
enough to keep the evil beings from opening their eyes! Remember that the power to overturn a
precarious situation comes from your peace of mind.”
The sermon naturally went over to the normal mind and always mind.
The stormy sermon is over.
It is time for Ban Sang-wol to catch his breath and drink tea.
One of the practitioners raised a hand.
“Tell me.”
After Ban Sang-wol gave permission, practitioner Jang Yi-do looked around at the masters and said,
“A little while ago, I heard a rumor that the famous church was split. I want to know if that is true.”
“It is true.”
Ban Sang-wol did not hide it.
If it reached the ears of practitioners, it meant that it had already spread throughout Wudang
Mountain.
After Ban Sang-wol acknowledged it, a stir broke out among the trainees.
“If not, what will happen to the ‘three-year commitment’?”
“Well, wouldn’t the Murim clans take care of it? Ohryonggung doesn't actively participate in Murim's
affairs, so we don't know the specifics.”
“It seems that the ‘three-year commitment’ is in jeopardy, so could you lower the standard for
choosing a disciple? I want to add my little strength.”
“It's not that I don't know that loyalty, but our Oryong Palace's position is the same. There's no point
in teaching someone who doesn't deserve it. It should be the same for the people.”
“But if not at this time, when will you set Kang Ho’s spirits right? Now that the power of famous
schools has weakened, if you could open the door just a little... … .”
“Do not beg to widen the door, but be diligent.”
Jang Yi-do shook his head excitedly at Ban Sang-wol's resolute refusal.
Some supported Jang Yi-Dao, while others frowned.
It was because he thought that Zhang Yi-do, who was a warrior, was ignoring the sorcerer
Oryongchilsa.
In fact, you can know the location of a sorcerer just by looking at a trainee telling his master, Oh
Ryong Chil Sa, to widen his door. If Wulonggung were a group of unmanned people, practitioners
would not have dared to meet their eyes.
Jang Do-do did not look good because he had one of Oh Ryong-Chil Sa as his teacher.
'Whew! that's cheap How dare you make that face in front of Oryongchilsa.'
I wanted to run right away and kick him, but I held back.
After the sermon ended with a light exchange of words, the people left the Dragon Palace one by
one.
That night.
He was taught by Cheongbulno more calmly than any other day at the Oryong Palace.
Zhang Yi-dao was the same as Tasan Ji-seok to him.
He has always behaved comfortably when dealing with people.
However, after seeing Jang Yi-do today, for some reason, he wanted to be better for his master.
I really didn't like the climate of despising magicians for being weak.
“Namcheon-ah, are you as modest as a new maid today? Did something happen?”
“After the sermon, I saw one of the trainees behaving rudely to Seon Sang-Wol Ban. I felt
uncomfortable. I also reflected a lot.”
“Heh heh heh. He just doesn't have quirks, but you're different. He doesn't have to try too hard to
be formal. Emotions are relative, so your sincerity will be conveyed to Ohryongchilsa.”
"really?"
“Because it is. Have you ever seen me talk nonsense?”
“Hehe, then can I sit comfortably?”
Yeonjeokha slightly loosened his tight feet.
Seeing him like a child, Cheongbulno weakly smiled and said,
“I don’t know how I was blessed to have disciples like you in my later years.”
“I received the blessing.”
Yeonjeokha sincerely respected Cheongbulno.
It is because he accepted himself as a named disciple, who was ignoring even the practitioners of the
Eight Immortals.
Where is the only mole?
Considering the nasty rumors about himself, it was a miracle that I became his disciple.
If Obongsan's sworn brothers gave a sense of peace, Cheongbulno was like his grandfather.
His care and teaching was the first time Yeon Jeok-ha had received it since he was born.
***
mid-September.
Southern directness.
outskirts of Nanjing.
Old Justice alliance General.
A group of Murim people gathered at Chunguigak.
Chilpamun's Jangmun people and Gongsonilrang, Gongsonki, who represent Jeongdo.
Merchant Mugeuk, a long-time scholar of the volcano faction and leader of the Heavenly League,
bowed respectfully to the audience.
“Thank you to the long-time writers who responded to Bindo’s invitation. I invited several seniors
with a sense of responsibility that I was the leader of the Justice alliance and the leader of the
Heavenly alliance. As you know, the renowned cult leader said that he would not impose sanctions
on the gathering of the Chilpa family, so today's meeting will not break the 'three-year
commitment'.”
The martial artist stopped talking.
The Chilpamun, which is said to be the pillar of Moorim, was afraid of famous religions, so it was
complicated to mention 'Three Years'.
“I won’t mention it again, as you know that famous churches were divided into two. In order to cope
with the rapidly changing reality, we would like to propose a meeting of sect warriors. What do you
think of the opinions of many great writers?”
The long masters of the Yuk-Pil Gate nodded their heads with a face of course.
If I hadn't felt the need for organization, I wouldn't have attended this meeting in the first place.
Still, the Merchant Mugeuk asked again.
“If there is anyone who opposes the gathering of political factions, please speak up.”
Pyeonun, a long-time leader of the joint faction, said boldly.
“Jang Moon-in, if you were against it, would you have come here? We gathered here because we
felt the need for organization. Let's not waste time and get to the point. I don't know the name of
the new maeng that will be created yet, but I recommend Mugeuk Merchant as the main lord. What
about the others?”
“The idea of frequency is the same. Merchant Mugeuk led not only the Justice alliance, but also the
Cheonji League. I see him as the leader of a new organization.”
At the words of Yeonggyeol Merchant, a non-partisan leader, Mujong Merchant, a forward-wing
leader, also expressed support.
“Bindo also agrees with the words of the two writers. What about the others?”
At his question, the master of Shaolin Temple, the Qingsheng sect, the fortune-changing sect, and
the Uicheonmun nodded.
There was no reason to oppose the martial arts of the martial arts merchants, as they were the most
outstanding and active.
Don't you know if you made a big mistake in the Justice alliance and the Heaven and Earth League?
Other than that, it was difficult to find a better person than the Mugeuk Merchant in Chilpamun.
A bitter smile appeared on the Merchant's face.
He asked to form a meeting, and he even elected the head of the group with one stroke.
It would have been impossible if it were not for the unity of the Chilpa family who have been
together for a long time.
The Mugeuk Merchant did not hesitate and settled with the long masters of the Yukpamun.
“Several seniors believe in juniors and entrust them with heavy duties, so I will work hard. Thank you
very much. I hope to come up with a name for a new meeting in this spot. Please tell me what you
think.”
At the mention of a name, the masters of the Yukpamun were silent for a moment.
It may not sound like much, but choosing a name for the organization was not an easy task.
At that time, Seonin Geumhwa, the judge of life and death, a long-time clerk of the fortune teller,
lightly threw a word.
“Made after Cheonjimaeng So, how about Hocheonmaeng? I think it fits well with the character of
the Jeongdo school.”
In the past, there was a lot of talk about the meaning of ‘Cheonjimaeng’.
Among them, the one that received the widest support was the voice saying, “Heaven is Jeongpa
and Earth is Sapa.”
In that sense, ‘Hocheonmaeng’ was a name that suited it quite well.
“It is a wide and big sky. That's fine.”
"I like it."
“It sounds like a name that fits our current situation.”
“I hope it lives up to its name.”
The people of the Yukpamun family showed a favorable impression of the name Hocheonmaeng.
Even as time passed, no name that surpassed “Hocheonmaeng” emerged.
The leaders of the Chilpilmun unanimously decided on the name of the new Maeng, ‘Hocheon
Maeng’.
Subsequently, Gongson Ilang and Gong Son Ki were appointed as the musketeers of the Hocheon
League.
Following the ‘Justice Alliance’ and the ‘Cheonji Alliance’, the era of the ‘Hocheon Alliance’ has
opened.
