Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

7 – Ten thousand ask the teacher (6)

No. Are there martial arts that clever people cannot learn? That’s what farts are. Are you looking around because you don’t want to teach me?

There’s no way that’s the case with my teacher’s personality, but I didn’t know, and somehow I wanted to learn the double-headed pumpkin, so I hung up on the horse’s tail.

“No! It is regrettable that only half of the batting stick is taught and the double-handed pumpkin is not taught. Am I really Master’s disciple?”

I didn’t know. The batting stick method is said to be a sticking technique performed with a two-handed staff. That’s why Master was considerate of me, who was lame, and taught me mainly herbivores that can be practiced with a one-handed cane. To be honest, it’s strong enough and usable by itself, so I have no complaints.

However, it doesn’t matter to me since I’ve already had my eyes on the double-headed pumpkin. Change the past for the present.

I think I’m ungrateful myself, but I really want to learn double-handed pumpkin. I’m sorry, Master. I’ll be filial later.

“Heh heh~ I didn’t teach only half of it, I taught mainly what was necessary. Rather, it can be called a batting stick method dog (改: dog to fix) because useless parts are omitted.”

“hehehe~ half of the herbivorous food was gone. How are you dog? It must be on the batting stick method (僞: false top).”

Master listened to what I said and laughed quietly to himself. Suddenly, as if he understood my behavior, he nodded.

“Seeing that the normally grown-up guy works in groups like a child, it seems that the double-headed pumpkin really wants to learn…. It really upsets me not to be able to learn the martial arts I want to learn.”

I tilted my head in wonder at Master’s unexpected sympathy.

“Is there a martial art that Master has not learned?”

Considering what you’ve shown me so far, I don’t think it’s strange to say you know all the martial arts in the world. It was strange to see him like that.

“Yes or no. Mancheon-ah, the world is wide and there are many martial arts…. There are so many martial arts that I don’t know about.”

His last words were almost lamentations.

It is said that the Moorim people like martial arts, but sometimes the master’s desire for knowledge about martial arts is excessive. If you already know dozens of mysterious martial arts that no one will be able to deal with even if you learn one properly, why are you wandering around the world looking for new martial arts? I don’t understand.

“From what I’ve heard, Murim people usually learn and practice only the martial arts of the sect to which they belong. But why is Master studying and studying so many martial arts? Rather, do we even have clans?”

Originally, I didn’t intend to ask such a question, but somehow I got an opportunity, so I ask something I’ve always been curious about. In terms of the atmosphere, it is an atmosphere that will inform you differently than usual.

As I expected, Master paused for a while and looked at me with benevolent but dry gray eyes, as if he had the heart to talk.

“That’s because I’m not a Moorim person, but a non-educator. That’s why there is no separate munpa.”

“… Wu…Are you a scholar?”

A professional scholar who uses his body and his head. Words that don’t fit together. It’s a word you’ve never heard before. But well, since it’s Moorim World, there might be scholars who study Mu.

“Mancheon, what do you think of martial arts?”

This may seem like an out of the blue question, but now I’m used to Master’s question. This is Master’s way of spreading the lessons learned from life. In this case, don’t roll your head and answer honestly as it is.

“Um… It’s just a topic that I haven’t thought about much because I’m just learning hard. Still, I think it’s a fun technique to answer.”

“An interesting technique?”

“Yes. The wind blows out of a person’s hand, the scent of plum blossoms comes from swordsmanship, and through training one can do things that ordinary humans could never do. How much fun I want to continue learning interesting techniques in the future.”

“Because I am a body that wanders aimlessly, I cannot continue to teach you. How do you plan to learn martial arts in the future?”

“Of course I have to find a new teacher. It doesn’t matter if you’re a man or woman, old or young. If you have something to learn and want to learn, I will take you as a teacher and teach you.”

Depending on what you hear, it’s arrogant enough to be heard as saying, ‘Even if you leave, just find a new teacher.’ But Master laughed. He threw his head back and laughed so loud it reached the sky.

“Yes! That’s it! If you want to learn something, keep learning! If there is anything you want to ask, keep asking!”

Master got up from his seat. I usually thought of him as a big person, but today his energy was extraordinary and he looked like a huge mountain.

“No matter what the Murim people say, don’t pay attention to the faction, history, bloodline, whatever! Martial arts are just tools!”

An upright energy that cannot be thought of as the usual Master Yuhan overwhelms the surroundings. The benevolent eyes overflow with ambition.

“Is there a righteous sword or an evil sword in this world? Does not exist! The same goes for martial arts. Right martial arts and evil martial arts are just people deciding at will.”

Master suddenly paused for a while and then spoke carefully to me.

“… Among martial arts called magic arts, there are martial arts that dig into people’s skulls and consume human flesh, but I won’t mention them separately because they are supernatural. It’s not even worth discussing.”

Additional teaching for disciples during the first speech. If it was a master, it was like a master.

“After all, it is the person who holds the hilt and how to use it. People are important. Righteousness and cooperation are important. True righteousness does not depend on tools.”

Martial arts are just tools. Just a tool If the Murim people, who are proud of their sect that worships radish, listen to it, they calmly say that they will tear it up and kill it right away…. No. Maybe already many Murim people rushed to kill Master.

“Even if the sky blocks me, I will learn and study all the martial arts that exist in the world.”

“… What are you trying to learn all the martial arts of the world for?”

Respect for the teacher. And the fear of the incomprehensible being. A trembling voice came out of those emotions. And Master answered my question in a benevolent and upright voice as usual.

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“If you have learned, you should definitely teach the next one.”

It’s obvious if it’s natural, but I’m going to have a good time.

For a moment, I had an absurd delusion that Master would gather all the martial arts in the world and create a single absolute martial art to defeat all the Moorim people and achieve world conquest.

“Get a house with a large yard. I plan to teach people with wills the qualities of benevolence, righteousness, wisdom, and virtue that humans should possess, and then teach them nothing.”

I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw Master calmly say that he would walk the thorny road alone to collect treasures and give them to others. It was really like a master.

Gather martial arts from all over the world and teach people in the yard~ It is a truly grand, simple, and stylish dream.

But that’s it and this is this. I laughed amicably with Master, created a harmonious atmosphere, and asked Master again.

“Master, thank you for telling me a good story…. By the way, when are you going to tell me about the double-headed pumpkin?”

To start with the conclusion, I didn’t learn the double-handed pumpkin.

To be precise, I learned the theory. However… Because I think about it. Even if you don’t have a double-headed pumpkin, there’s no hindrance to living. It doesn’t even sound like a very good weapon. I have to practice Cheonjiang Beukdujin…

… To be more precise, I learned it, but I can’t write it as Master said. I memorized the theory perfectly. When I try to spread martial arts, my hands get twisted.

It’s okay. Ssangsu Pumpkin must have been a sour grape without a taste bud.

My pride is hurt. Let’s stick our mouth out like a duck. Master seemed to find it funny and pitiful, so he brought out a new martial art.

“Heh heh~ He can’t help it. I will teach you a new martial art instead of the double-headed pumpkin.”

“A new martial art?”

Let me show interest. Master raised her left hand and explained.

“This is the martial art that my left hand used when my two hands hit and fought with the double-handed pumpkin earlier. It is a martial art that reflects the teachings of the Taoist school under the name of the seventy-two, Gong Ming Kwon.”

Bill Gong(empty). Bright Ming. Fist fist. How to clear the light? Because emptiness also means sky. A martial art that illuminates the sky? I can’t get a sense of what kind of technology it is just by hearing the name.

“Also, I will tell you about the golden ball.”

“Yes? Are you light? Master, I am lame. I can’t even run, so what kind of light work is that?”

“Isn’t the staff your arms and legs? Spread light air with your intact left leg and cane.”

“Is that possible?!”

I was taken aback by Master’s carefree words and asked back. Master teased me with a mischievous smile on his ugly face.

“Isn’t he the genius Sima Mancheon who deceives even the heavens? I think we can do this easily.”

At Master’s teasing, which hurts my pride, I shouted with determination to the extent that my round face was dead skinny.

“How dare you doubt my genius! I will accept the challenge!”