Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 953

Enlightenment is (3)

under a starry night sky.

The young disciple, who had been ruining himself with a cloudy soul polluted with hatred and resentment, asked in a clear and confident tone.

Who is your teacher?

For Cheon In-ryong, Yeon Ho-jeong was the first and last disciple he had in his life. Since he gave everything he had to it, it is not enough to call him his only disciple.

However, despite his desire to cleanse his one and only disciple, he was unable to do so.

The reason was clear.

The Celestial Dragon was a human being. He was the oldest master in the history of Gangho, having lived for over 360 years, if you think about it from the time of the clan religion.

Difficult things do not become easier just because you have lived more years. Furthermore, making difficult things easy requires some effort, but Cheoninryong only focused on cultivating his natural talents and did not bother to worry about other things.

It was only after meeting his first and last disciple in his life that he realized that he had wasted more than three hundred years of time.

Although he became a priest and taught his disciples, it was he who learned and realized much more than his disciples.

Cheon In-ryong, who was learning about another world day by day while facing his disciple, realized that he could not heal all of his disciple’s wounds.

‘Even if it were possible.’

I didn’t have time to do that, but even if it were possible, I wouldn’t have deliberately treated the wound.

This is because I knew that artificially treating mental illnesses would only suture superficial wounds and would not be a true cure.

Although he had given so much, his one and only disciple respected him so much that he felt sorry for not being able to do more for him.

And now.

The disciple who was sent out of the world after giving him only the weapons to get through the harsh world has now reached the top of the world and is now standing proudly with an appearance that would not be strange even if he heard the sound of the god of martial arts.

Just as Yeon Ho-jeong was dazzled when he saw his teacher.

Cheoninryong also felt dazzled by the growth of his one and only disciple.

As a result, I felt more pain and lost enlightenment, but when I think of the time I endured to see my disciple’s wonderful growth, this moment was truly a gift.

As a teacher, you cannot blurt out a question from a student who gave you such a wonderful gift.

“The history of Sasinmu spans a thousand years. “Maybe it’s even older than that.”

“….”

“The reason I learned Sasinmu was thanks to a sage who appeared near the headquarters a long time ago.”

Gundan.

Yeon Ho-jeong realized that the Chongdan that his teacher was talking about meant blood religion.

“If we’re going to talk about that, we have to talk about blood religion.”

Cheoninryong realized that his disciple already knew a lot about blood religion and even knew about his identity.

That’s why I said it comfortably, and that’s why it was shocking in a calm way.

“The blood religion was a group that should not exist.”

The Celestial Dragon’s tone was stern.

In a way, the group called Blood Religion itself could be said to be Cheoninryong’s family, and past religious leaders were his ancestors.

Nevertheless, he says that his blood should not have been passed down to his family.

“The first leader of the Blood Cult acquired a monster called Blood Jade and manipulated space and time to create the worst group in history.”

“….”

“A lot has changed over the generations, but there have been many festivals in the blood religion for several generations since the first generation. Among them, representative examples include human sacrifice and yin and blood nourishment.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

Human sacrifice refers to the ritual of sacrificing a human being and offering it to heaven, while yin and blood nourishment refers to drinking blood to replenish the yang energy in the body.

In other words, blood religion means drinking the blood of people who died through human sacrifice every year to restore energy.

“Sorcery….”

“No, that was an act that did not even deserve to be called a sorcerer.”

“…?”

“It was nothing more than an evil act born of the greed of those in power who wanted to trivialize religious believers just for the sake of authority.”

“Even evil deeds and evil deeds.”

“There is no need to do anything grandiose. It was just the atrocities of fools who were unaware of their own foolishness. There is no great meaning to it. “For better or for worse.”

Cheoninryong’s words were decisive.

A calm voice without any emotion. But Yeon Ho-jeong knew. That the teacher hated and despised the powerful people of the early blood religion.

“But the devil is not the only one who has reversed forces. There are many evil deeds and atrocities in the world, but in general, such acts do not significantly deviate from the flow of heavenly law. That is because it is also an aspect of human history and world history.”

“….”

“The blood religion was different. Their evil deeds had clear intentions. And as soon as that intention was passed down from generation to generation, their evil deeds were finally recognized as acts that went against the law of heaven and came under the watchful eye of heaven.”

It was difficult to understand.

It is a concept that is difficult to believe in today’s Yeonhojeong, as it is a thousand miles and a reverse heaven. Since he could not discuss the soul like his teacher, he could not completely understand his teacher’s words.

However, because Yeon Ho-jeong had an idea of what it was about, he nodded and listened.

“There were people in the blood religion. I don’t remember if it was the eighth or ninth generation. It was probably from the old days. From then on, the scary-sounding festivals such as human sacrifice and drinking of yin blood disappeared.”

“okay.”

“But heaven was already watching the blood religion. It’s like fixing a barn after losing a cow. In addition, the fall of the blood religion was destined because the blood jade, which could control not only the law of divorce but also space and time, was not only banned, but the cruel festival was banned.”

The Heavenly Dragon looked up at the sky.

“That is why it became increasingly difficult for the blood cult leaders of the past to see their children. “This world did not tolerate their blood, which was reversed by their merciless evil deeds.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

Gwanghyeol Maga inherited the blood of the blood cult leader. However, it is said that Gwanghyeol religious leaders have valued their children for generations.

It was exactly what the teacher said.

Some people guessed that it might be a side effect of magic, but they were wrong. The reason it was difficult for them to see their descendants was because their very existence was against the odds.

‘That’s fascinating.’

Was there really such a thing as heavenly law in the world?

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly remembered what his teacher said in the past before ascending the Hwangryong.

‘You have already visited the mountain full of beauty left behind by someone who took off his human mask and became a hermit.’

It was the teacher’s answer to Yeon Ho-jeong’s question about how it was possible to insert a piece of thought into a person’s mind and have it appear when he reached the Hwangryong, an act that could only be possible in a fictional story.

Yes. The teacher is someone who has already left the realm of humans.

No matter what unbelievable actions he shows his ability, he has no choice but to understand because he is a teacher. Since he was born with a human body and rose to the rank of immortal, it was impossible for Yeon Ho-jeong, who had the awareness of an immature human, to understand everything about his teacher.

The teacher continued.

“I was born when the evil deeds of the blood religion reached their peak. Ironically, I heard that I was born with the greatest talent in history, and that was true. “Before I reached the terms of my life, I compiled all the magical arts of the blood religion and entered the state of becoming a holy demon, or what the contemporary Central Plains people call martial arts.”

Yeon Ho-jeong was purely amazed.

The reason he was able to ascend to martial arts in his twenties was because he carried with him the enlightenment of his previous life. Although he looks like a young man in his twenties, he is actually an elderly man in his fifties.

The teacher was different.

Without going back in time, I reached the realm of martial arts just before my twenties, using only talent and intelligence.

It was truly a talent sent from heaven. It can be said to be a genius that cannot be explained with the common sense of martial arts.

“From then on, I questioned the existence of our school. By reading through the writings of ancient saints on magic and magic, as well as magic books, I made it clear that blood religion was an extremely abnormal group.”

Even if talent is given from heaven, if you are exposed to the group for a long time, it is difficult to correct if the group goes astray.

The Celestial Dragon was different.

He looked at the world with a more cool-headed perspective than anyone else, and the same was true for the group he belonged to.

“My blood relatives disapproved of me. “I knew that I could dominate the world with my talent, but I neglected my learning as a successor and tried to control myself when I went out into the world.”

“….”

“When I was wandering between the wishes of my flesh and blood and my own path, I finally met my teacher.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

A faint longing appeared on the face of the Celestial Dragon as it looked up at the night sky.

It was a strange thing.

Did such a faint feeling still remain in a rookie who was just around the corner from becoming something more than a human being?

“The teacher was the one born with the worst talent among the successors of Sasinmu. “Even though he was over 50 years old at the time, he was unable to reach the pinnacle of Sasinmu.”

“….”

“But Master was equipped with a power greater than martial arts.”

“What is that.”

“Eyes that know how to see the right path.”

“…!”

“He was a person with a sincere heart who could move forward without being swayed by any temptation when he was convinced that the path was the right one.”

Cheoninryong looked at Yeonhojeong.

At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong saw starlight in his teacher’s eyes.

“It was three years. I studied Sasinmu from my teacher for three years. “He, who saw that there was a right path within the heir to the blood religion and who could easily become the incarnation of evil that would stain the world with blood, willingly passed on the Four Gods Dance to me.”

“….”

“I achieved great success in Sasinmu in three years. But I couldn’t even reach Master’s feet.”

A teacher who failed to achieve the ultimate performance of Sasinmu.

A disciple who achieved the ultimate feat of Sasinmu in three years.

Despite this, the disciple says that he could not even reach the feet of his teacher.

It did not mean a helpless aspect.

It meant that his mind on how to live in a righteous spiritual world was so shabby that he could not even be compared to his teacher.

“For a warrior, is there anything more important than physical strength? I thought there was none. It was my belief that justice without power was empty. “I, too, had no choice but to become a member of the blood religion.”

“Is it different now?”

“different.”

“Are you saying that even justice without force is good?”

“Power without justice is wrong, but justice without power is strong because it does not deviate from righteousness even though it is weak.”

“…!!”

“Just like you before.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

“Afterwards, Master gave me the Four Gods Energy and passed away. “He was wary of the fact that the demonic energy he had been cultivating was so strong that he could become intoxicated by its power at any time.”

“….”

“Master showed me the light. “He showed me what was right.”

The Heavenly Dragon smiled.

“That’s how I went from being the heir to the blood religion to becoming a messenger general who built another bridge with a thousand-year history.”