The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 91

The 90th birthday party of the great-grandfather of the Nangong family is three months from now.

There is no need to depart right away, and we decided to depart about two months later.

In fact, since Hubei Province, where Mount Wudang is located, and Anhui Province, where the Nangong family is located, are adjacent provinces, if we go quickly, we can arrive in ten days, but since this trip to the Nangong family also has the concept of a reward, we decided to make the schedule loose.

And the head of the Yeongeun Palace, Martial Granduncle Okgyu, said that he would prepare a gift to send to the Nangong family by then.

Seeing that he spoke with confidence without hesitation when he said 'gift', it seems that the sponsorship money from the Eungnam Merchant Guild has come in on time.

"Then I will go back and rest now."

"Go ahead."

We greeted the Sect Leader and returned to the Yuyeop Hall for the first time in several months and looked for our room.

It's been a really long time since we've returned to room number nine.

In fact, we haven't been out that long, but perhaps because so many things have happened, it feels like it's been a few years.

The moment Senior Brother Uncheol stepped forward and was about to open the door to room number nine.

The door to room number nine opened by itself, and a man with a familiar face popped out from inside.

"Un Chi?"

"Senior Brother Un Chi?"

It was Un Chi from room number eight.

I wondered if we had found the wrong room, so I turned my head and looked, and the character for 'eight' (八) was clearly engraved on the door.

Un Chi was startled when he saw us and then greeted Senior Brother Uncheol.

"Senior Brother Uncheol. I heard you were back. I'm glad to see you again."

"Thank you. But what brings you to our room?"

"Well..."

Senior Brother Un Chi couldn't answer right away and trailed off.

It doesn't seem like he went in to steal something.

In the first place, there's no way there's anything worth stealing in a Yuyeop Hall room, and if he had intended to, since we've been away from the room for several months, it's been long enough to have stolen it long ago.

But Senior Brother Un Chi is hiding one hand behind his back.

"What are you holding behind your hand?"

Senior Brother Uncheol noticed that and said to him.

Then Un Chi was greatly flustered, and then, with a deep sigh, he held out his hand.

In his hand was a dirty rag.

"Well... Senior Brother Unjihak asked me to clean up a bit. Since no one has used it for several months, a lot of dust has settled."

"I see. Thank you."

"No problem. I'll be going back now. I'll come back with Senior Brother Jihak to greet you again."

Un Chi bowed his head to my senior brothers and me and then hurriedly disappeared as if he were running away to his own room.

When we went into the room, the room was very clean.

Even the bedding and blankets seemed fluffy, as if they had been dusted.

"Oh dear... I'll have to thank Jihak later."

"That's right. I didn't see Senior Brother Un Chi like that, but I guess he was a pretty nice person."

"When Un Chi first came to Wudang, he didn't have a personality like he does now."

"Really?"

"Originally, he was a cheerful child who followed his senior brothers' words well and was active in his training."

"Then when did he become like that?"

Senior Brother Uncheol said with a small sigh, "Un Chi probably started to go astray after his spar with the great senior brother. Right, Unjeong? Before that, you were also quite close to Un Chi, weren't you?"

Senior Brother Unjeong said as he unpacked his luggage in his own place, "Well. That's right. For about a year after Un Chi first came to Wudang, he was cheerful, bright, and sociable."

"Eh, really? I can't really imagine it."

"He was like that, but after Un Chi fought with the great senior brother at the last martial arts competition, he changed a lot."

"The great senior brother, Un Gwang?"

"Is the great senior brother your friend?"

"Ah, Great Senior Brother Un Gwang?"

Senior Brother Unjeong let out a small laugh and then continued, "Yes. At that time, Un Chi was completely into the power of the Taiji Sword and mainly trained in the Taiji Sword Art. And he was in the middle of being praised by the Martial Uncles for being quick to grasp the secret of Taiji."

"Ah... but after fighting with Great Senior Brother Un Gwang, that confidence was completely shattered."

"That's right. After that, Un Chi's personality became a little crooked, and perhaps because he wanted to accumulate as much internal energy as possible to break the great senior brother's Taiji, he abandoned the techniques he was good at, like the Taiji Sword, and his martial arts also became a little ambiguous."

I recalled the way Un Gwang had fought at the last martial arts competition.

And I also recalled the way he had looked, which I had seen to the point of being sick of it in my past life.

Un Gwang was small in stature, and his height was a head shorter than mine.

He had no presence, and his personality was not that strong either.

But, when he fought, he became a completely different person.

The Un Family Sword Art that I had learned. It was a sword art that was no different from the Three Talents Sword Art, although it was called the Un Family Sword Art.

The Un Family Sword Art ultimately has to do all its attacks and defenses with the three moves of stabbing, cutting, and striking down.

That's why when I trained, I focused on primitive speed and strength.

So the way I fought was very linear and concise.

But Un Gwang's sword art was very flashy and elegant. The sword moved freely in curves, horizontally, and diagonally, deflecting and counterattacking the enemy's attacks.

Even I, who had promised not to envy others' martial arts, had once been jealous of Un Gwang's Taiji Sword.

'At first, I thought all the Taoists of the Wudang Sect could fight like that.'

But that was not the case.

It wasn't that the sword art of the Wudang Sect was special, but that Un Gwang was special.

Because not only did everyone not understand the secret of Taiji to that extent, but they also had many shortcomings in terms of technique.

'That Un Chi brat. I thought he was just a rude guy from birth.'

It seems he had his own story.

And guys with such stories usually grow explosively when they meet some kind of opportunity.

I thought that I should keep a close eye on Un Chi from now on.

***

The next day, during group training time.

My senior brothers and I were able to skip the training because it hadn't been long since we had returned from a long external mission.

But that doesn't mean that my senior brothers and I are going to rest from our training.

However, this time, I need some time to train alone, away from my senior brothers.

'Senior brothers. Don't look for me if you can help it. Since they said we're exempt from roll call for a week, I might not even come back to the room.'

'Where are you going? Since you have an entry pass, are you planning to go out of Wudang?'

'That's not it. I have something to sort out in my mind alone at my Master's training ground. Don't be lazy in your training in the meantime.'

'I understand. I don't know what you're trying to do, but be careful.'

I let out a small laugh as I recalled the conversation I had with Senior Brother Uncheol as I left room number eight.

Although I said I wasn't going out of Wudang, the words 'be careful' came out on their own.

I don't know what he usually thinks of me.

"Let's see... I'm still far from having the skill to go and recover the gold hidden in this treasure map."

I took out the treasure map of the Meteor King from my bosom and examined it.

The place the treasure map points to is in a deep, deep valley in Mount Tianzi in the northern part of Hunan Province.

In fact, since Mount Tianzi is a place almost attached to the southern part of Mount Wudang in Hubei Province, if I set my mind to it, I can reach it in about a month, but now the problem is the various mechanisms, formations, and traps that will be there, rather than the location.

"I'll have to go and find this when all my senior brothers have become at least peak masters. Or when I become really, really strong and can break through that place alone. Until then, I'll have to hide this here."

I folded the map neatly, tore off the end of the floorboard slightly, put it in there, and then stomped on it with my foot to put the floorboard back in its original place.

It's so seamless that it seems that even if my Master comes, he won't be able to notice it easily.

"The problem is this."

And I sat down on the floor with a thud and took out a martial arts secret manual.

[Six Yang Divine Art]

Looking at the cover of the secret manual written in a powerful handwriting, I feel a little intimidated.

Because although I have never thought of myself as a dunce, for some reason, I couldn't learn this martial art.

So for the first few days after receiving the Six Yang Divine Art, I tried to read the secret manual diligently and understand it, but then I just threw it in a corner of my luggage and forgot about it.

In fact, since I had returned to Wudang, I had thought of going to the Sect Leader or Martial Granduncle Okheo, who was presumed to have given me this secret manual, to get some instruction.

But, I soon gave up on that thought.

Because I had kicked Martial Granduncle Okheo's offer to become my Master's disciple, and if I gave up on learning it alone here, it would seem that my Master's face would fall to the ground.

"And for some reason, I feel like I can accept it now..."

I sat in the lotus position and breathed out comfortably.

To clear my mind of distracting thoughts.

I cleared my mind, and I also cleared the martial arts I had learned so far.

I also cleared all the moves, forms, fights, and experiences I had done.

This process took longer than I thought.

Because although I may look like a young Taoist to others, all the experiences from my past life are stored in my head.

And when a time that I didn't even know how long had passed. I was finally able to empty everything and leave only the Six Yang Divine Art in my head.

But a strange thing began to happen.

Since I'm not doing qi circulation now, my internal energy shouldn't be moving.

Because strictly speaking, what I'm doing is meditation.

But my internal energy began to move on its own, and it began to circulate on its own.

And at the same time, I realized the identity of the sense of incongruity.

'It's not an internal energy technique...?'

Until now, I had thought that an internal technique was essential to operate internal energy.

No, in a way, that's common sense.

Because internal techniques like the Un Family Internal Technique or the Taiji Internal Technique contain the method of accumulating and moving internal energy.

So even within internal techniques, there are good internal techniques and bad internal techniques.

Because a good internal technique allows you to accumulate internal energy faster and of better quality even if you train for the same amount of time, and when you use internal energy, the speed and connection of its circulation are excellent.

So I thought that the Six Yang Divine Art was also a kind of such an internal technique.

'But it wasn't. This is not an internal technique... it's a kind of... a personal record that has organized the enlightenment of internal energy and martial arts itself.'

I don't know exactly who or how old he was, but I feel like the heart of the great-grandfather who compiled the secret manual of the Six Yang Divine Art is being conveyed.

When I abandoned everything, I was finally able to accept it.

And when I went back to the beginning, my body, rather than my head, first recognized the heart of the great-grandfather who had created this martial art.

It seems that it was worth it to have trained my body to the point of death in my past life and also in this life.

'So, great-grandfather. What should I do here?'

As if in response to my question, the nature of the internal energy that had settled in my stomach began to change little by little.

When I think of internal energy, I usually think of a large river flowing through my body.

But the cold river water that was flowing majestically is gradually getting hotter, and it feels like it's boiling. A sensation as if boiling water is flowing.

Thanks to that, I can feel anew that the Six Yang Divine Art is a martial art of extreme yang.

And from some point on, I began to do qi circulation again.

My will and the will of the Six Yang Divine Art have merged into one, and the true qi of the Six Yang Divine Art is constantly spreading to every corner of my body.

The true qi of the Six Yang Divine Art, not missing even a single thin meridian, let alone the thick qi and blood vessels, began to burn away the impurities that remained in me with yang qi.

I knew instinctively.

The Six Yang Divine Art is now performing a bone-marrow cleansing on me.

As I felt my body getting lighter and lighter, my mind gradually became dazed.

I want to feel this sensation a little more, I want to know, but I can't easily hold onto my mind.

I feel my consciousness gradually fading away.

My mind began to be sucked into a deeper and deeper place, into the abyss.

(End of Chapter)