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Jeongyeonshin narrowed her eyes.
‘Is this the old school?’
The Dangga siblings are buried on the mountain peak. It is not a place where you can talk about things like secret military service. Whatever the reason.
He suddenly felt the exhalation of Tang Yunhuang next to him grow longer and longer without a sound.
The internal energy breathing of the Banwon Samyang Gong (反原三陽功) that contains three types of poison in the human body. The only thing that is unusual about the treatment of Jeongyeonsin is that the Tang family originally had an extremely exclusive and cold temperament.
“He is the eldest of the Amipa clan. His Majesty has now stood shoulder to shoulder with the heads of the clans.”
Tang Yunhuang spoke with a faint smile on his thin face. Jeong Yeonshin shook her head slightly.
And I listened.
His five senses are extremely sensitive.
Innate talent, a pure mind, and a complete transformation.
It is to the extent that the martial artists belonging to the school’s Chusaldae can demonstrate the abilities of the Cheonriji Cheongsul (Thousand-Li Land Survey Technique) to some extent.
Because a small amount of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi is always present in the Imun point on the side of the ear.
He heard a murmur from below. It was the conversation of the Gupa Hugijisoo group.
“I was wondering what you were talking about, but your conduct is excessive.”
“yes?”
“It’s not that there are no worldly ways in the Taoist scriptures… Is it because you only practice in the mountains?”
“What are you talking about?”
“It means to act without consideration. It would have been much better to beg quietly.”
“I conveyed my earnest wish. But Your Majesty the Swordsman did nothing… … .”
“Okay. Don’t open your mouth anymore.”
With those words, the distance between the two sides narrowed, and soon Jeong Yeon-shin met the eyes of the three people looking up at her from below.
The two looked familiar. A young Taoist priest and an orphaned nun. The Red Cloud Dragon of the Cheongseong sect and the Golden Priestess of the Ami sect.
In the center was a woman holding a dark-colored sword. A swordsman in a softly folded vermilion silk robe.
His jet-black hair hung down to below his waist, and the aura of having been sharpened and honed like a blade could be felt all over his body. He was the eldest son of the Jeomchang faction among the old factions.
“I’m meeting with the head of the Tang family and the head of the Magwangik clan. I’m the head of the Cheomchang clan.”
A posture in which one raises both hands together in a dignified manner.
Her drooping eyes give her a kind impression, but it is very rare for a person of the martial arts world to look down on her even after knowing her true identity.
In Sacheon, where the imperial family is less concerned than in other regions, he is known as someone who is openly considered to be a potential lord of the sword.
“This is the first time we’ve met since the Han-Jung Martial Arts Alliance?”
The cancellation jade that had won the lottery asked. Jeong Yeon-shin nodded slightly.
He had a strange feeling. He was already acquainted with Sogeom-hoo Hae-ok, but his manners were too polite compared to when they first met.
There was no difference in how I treated my husband and myself.
‘You’re young. Are you mature?’
It was when Jeongyeonshin thought it was nothing serious.
Suddenly, the cancellation office lowered its head.
“I had no intention of talking about the secret of the funeral right away. First, I would like to apologize to the family. Of course, I also want to apologize to Ma Gwang-ik-ju, who must have cherished the deceased so much… .”
“Something important must have happened.”
Tang Yunhuang made a short remark.
To Jeong Yeon-shin, it was a voice that did not convey much energy, but a momentary spasm passed across the faces of the three Gupa followers.
It was a sight that gave a glimpse of the incredible power and prestige of the Palgaju clan.
Only then did Jeokunryong seem to realize his own negligence. Sweat formed on the nape of his neck, but the attention of the audience had long since turned away from him.
“Do you have any business with your majesty?”
“I have a story that I hope you will listen to. Of course, I have to pass on the message from Amipa Jangmun Sa-tae to Magwangikju.”
Jeongyeonshin tilted her head inwardly.
“Your forehead is wide. I believe the monk there is a disciple of the Amipa.”
He said, looking at the golden priestess standing silently behind Sogeom-hu.
The cancellation-ok’s eyes slightly widened. For a brief moment, a thin smile appeared.
“The Han-Joong Martial Arts Alliance has been ruined because of the death of the Zhuge family. It has been torn apart for a long time. I am drawing a different picture with the people I have a connection with. I had a hard time gaining the trust of Qingcheng and Ami. The problem was that the aftermath of the opening up was a big obstacle… … .”
“I’m not interested.”
Jeong Yeon-shin responded briefly.
Swish.
Sogeom-hu nodded nonchalantly as if he had known this would happen, and took out a letter from his bosom.
It was a document bound with antique silk thread.
“I would like to pay my respects to the deceased for a long time, but the times we live in right now are turbulent. Every moment that you two are wasting away is like a thousand gold coins to some people.”
After the sword was cut off, Sogeom-hu continued speaking, looking back and forth between Jeong Yeon-shin and Dang Ga-ju.
“It’s not just Dangga that was attacked. It’s been confirmed that in addition to the three 13000 Great Factions that originally settled in Sacheon, two or three more have entered. If you include the Il-in-jeon-sung’s Mu-maek and other minor factions under their control, there are easily over a hundred or so. They’re all busy wreaking havoc.”
“Chaos?”
Jeong Yeon-shin asked back.
“Since the famine has spread to this basin, it is obvious what Sima Weidao will do. They will pillage as usual, attack rival clans nearby, or join the Thirteen Heavenly Clans to attack the Baekdo Clan. They will also treat the common people in the area as if they were a long-legged sect that can be picked off at any time.”
The atmosphere of troubled times.
As soon as he escaped from the dragon’s formation, Jeongyeonshin also felt the same. There were few places where there was no fighting.
At that moment, Cancelok tapped his palm with the rolled up document. It was a gesture that was full of emotion.
“It’s strangely rare to hear such news these days, but who knows? It could be the calm before some kind of storm.”
The story continued in detail about how, with the support of Paegeomjong, Yeo-ryeong, and the Thirteen Heavenly Kings, groups with weapons in Sacheon were fighting each other here and there.
It was said that as the turbulent times continued, even the powerful people from outside Sacheon would have to be brought in.
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“So I came up with a small but big plan.”
Cancelok said.
“The sword of the people’s life, the Ma Gwang Ik Ju who has accumulated martial arts comparable to the invincible Socheon. The Ami Pa Jang Moon Satae who is called the incarnation of Maitreya. The two of them who are the best among the moderates among the Sacheon people these days are showing off their martial arts under the Jung In Hwan Shi.”
It was used for non-combat purposes.
Jeongyeon Shin shook her head.
“Weak.”
“yes?”
“Can you write a little?”
“It would be nice if it was just half of the size of the Iphwang Shinhyeop,” he muttered to himself.
* * *
Sacheon Amisan.
Under the sunlight pouring down gently along the mountain range spread out in blue light, acrid smoke rose from the top of the mountain peak.
The clear feeling unique to Myeongsan Mountain has disappeared.
All that could be heard was the crackling sound of ash and red embers here and there.
Even the temple located deep in the peak was in ruins. Both the inner and outer gardens were like that.
The entrance to the temple.
Dozens of warriors armed with strange weapons such as swords, clubs, spears, and harpoons made their presence felt.
The appearance of standing on the edge of the roof of the temple or sitting roughly on the ground and taking a morning meal.
A man with one arm blown off, a woman with a broken rib, an old man spitting out blood… Although they all looked shabby, an extremely rough energy flowed from their bodies.
It was the temperament of a dedicated hunter.
“What is the whereabouts of the left-wing law?”
“Gwimun, are you talking about the left-hand method of the Geumsimun?”
“Then is it a different way of sitting? I didn’t like it when you were carrying a load on your back in the prose, and you seem very dull to be called the messenger of the female spirit.”
“Yes, it is because you asked as if it were a given. The left-handed sect of the Paegeomjong, who has recently achieved great success, is famous throughout the world.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Don’t you ladies dislike the actions of the text? Do you think we are just scarecrows for them?”
“I apologize if I offended you.”
“under!”
The old man with the long sword on his back, the friendly clerk of Geumsimun, the Iron God Sword, Geum Hui-cheol, snickered.
I was left with a very ordinary-looking man in Hwangsam in front of me.
But the man of the woman was busy looking somewhere else rather than making eye contact with Geumsimun Woohobeop. He only teased Woohobeop with his mouth.
Boohoohoo! Boohoohoo!
The entrance to the destroyed Amipa.
The golden Buddha statue bounced around in the air, sometimes dancing and spinning in place.
A hollow object that looks like it’s handling a norigae.
It originated from a woman of small stature wearing a red-gold robe. The treasures of the Amipa danced with her gaze.
Below it, a wooden signboard with the words “Ami” engraved on it was broken in two and fell apart, and the air was translucently glowing from Geumsimunju’s black hair that only slightly covered the back of his neck.
A sweet fragrance was emanating from the jade bottle she was holding.
“I missed it.”
Geumsimunju muttered. It was a monologue referring to the eldest member of the Amipa.
She gave an order to the young man holding a piece of paper without even looking back.
“Read it.”
“… Yes, yes. That’s right.”
The man who had been blankly staring at Geumsimunju spread out both his hands.
“… The land has been dry for a long time. The plants are withering. Even though the weather is different now and pickaxes are more valuable than swords, those who claim to have great martial arts skills are busy using their martial arts skills to steal food from the common people.”
“You’re saying you’re stealing it? Isn’t there a field in the text?”
Geumsimunju asked, tilting her head slightly to the side.
Woohobeop, who had been looking at the messenger of the female spirits with displeasure, opened his mouth.
“That was obtained by raiding a landlord’s house about twenty years ago. The Mahobu branch manager falsified the land register, and we split the beds of the household members in half during the night. It was dealt with without much trouble, so I think the lord forgot about it.”
“ah.”
“I will read on.”
The messenger said. He glanced at the golden chin of the golden lord slightly tilted upward, then lowered his eyes back to the temple.
“Those who hold swords for personal gain. They are of no use to the country. They do not know how to grow crops and do not pay tribute. Their behavior is like that of monkeys in the mountains and fields.”
“monkey?”
“The same goes for the movements of waving your arms and legs around under the pretext of martial arts.”
“… … .”
The man continued to recite the words without stopping.
“The person writing this is a very late learner in martial arts, and while traveling around the world of martial arts, there was very little to learn. The martial arts world is a mess. The martial arts world, where people with strange ideas are as numerous as grains of sand, is truly full of nothing but dirt.”
“You talk as if you were the Purple Greeting of the Emperor.”
While the Friendship Law’s Iron Gods burst into laughter as if they were amazed, the messenger’s voice continued.
“Recently, Sima Wei and Shim’s Thirteen Thousand have been causing trouble. They have committed evil deeds against the Sachon Tangmun, which is faithful in paying tribute, and the Amippa, which cares for the people with sincerity. And yet, they covet fame and fortune.”
“Give it here.”
Parak-
The paper flew into the sky with the short voice of Geumsimunju.
The bright sunlight shone on the roughly written, tedious writing in the cursive style.
[…so I ask.
What is the meaning of their existence?
Since they all act like they are strong by clinging to the people’s livelihood, you should at least praise their military achievements. Otherwise, you will be very ashamed of yourselves.
But isn’t it true that martial arts are something you don’t know until you try them out yourself? So I’m going to tell the Sima Weido scumbags who are watching this visit.
On the coming full moon day, a life-and-death ceremony will be held.
The elders of the Cheongseongpa and Amipa will be with me.
Make sure to climb the highest peak in Sacheon Misan. The same goes for the leaders of the Daebang faction who are well-versed in rumors, including Sipjeonmun, Sunmaryeon, and Geumsimun.
Yellow color.
[Magwangikju must see you.]