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Sunset (5)
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Heterogeneous void.
The great method of the legendary sect leader, Socheonmujeok, that he used as a life-saving elixir. It is a skill that requires countless preparations to properly cast, and requires twice as much effort to move to a specific destination.
It is a method of love and hate for Jeong Yeon-shin.
It has been quite some time since I lost someone like my sister. Also, the situation is the exact opposite of when I lost Baek Mi-ryeo, and I have protected Iphwangseong today.
It is not a season originally permitted to Jeongyeonsin.
Of course, it had been a long time since I had seen through its internal energy. However, the enlightenment that would fully embody the mystery of the heteromorphic void, that is, the state of being without thoughts or determination.
Of course, I couldn’t go where I wanted like the First Sword of the Outer World or the Dark Heavenly Sword.
Just like Jeongyeonshin and Socheonmujeok cannot straight out use Yulhanangrang’s plum blossom sword technique or Beomheodaesa’s Thousand-Armed Nyoraijang.
‘just…….’
Jeong Yeon-shin could only follow the enemies’ desperate escape.
The waves they leave behind like stains in space.
The method is to insert the sword into the faint fog and then use the internal energy technique of the Void.
The enemies, who were naturally confident of an escape, often expressed shock at that alone.
But it wasn’t enough.
Just as the Cheon Geuk Moon Ju once drew the path of the empty sword while singing a song of fortune, Jeong Yeon Shin also could not always succeed in counterattacking with swords.
So I started practicing closed-door meditation.
He honed his swordsmanship in the city of Cheonhamok, even if only for a short time.
Jeongyeonshin was quite accustomed to clumsily imitating those superior to her.
It was after that closed-door training that, with the permission of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, he united Cheonhamok and Gigam and looked down on Yangyang.
The swordsmanship of a mayfly trained like many monkeys leaped a long way with a sense that encompassed the trunk of the world tree in an instant. From Jiangsu Province to Hogwang Province in one breath.
[Yeah, that’s really worth going with me. You’re better than that guy.]
This was Shincheonhwa’s reaction after hearing the whole story.
Jeong Yeon-shin remained silent. However, the silence of a gentleman usually meant recognition.
Sarak.
At the same time, Shincheonhwa’s long, jet-black hair rose and fell as if she was laughing.
A scene that proves the unparalleled Samhwachwijeong. The true energy in the body follows the mind without any delay.
Then her lips opened again.
[Anyway… no matter how much the world’s powerful people dislike Iphwangseong, a war like this has never happened in front of the main castle. At least until I die… well, at this point, I don’t need to look any further to know. The country is in dire straits.]
Jeongyeon Shin nodded without paying attention to her aerodynamic waves.
“Yes, these are troubled times. At the same time, there are famines.”
At that moment, a pitch-black light flashed in Shincheonhwa’s eyes.
[Come to think of it, the energy of the earth is also extraordinary… You have worked hard. You and the warriors under you.]
Soon her gaze turned to one side.
Aksurim, who was carrying the defenseless Haeil Kwoncheon on his shoulders like a bundle, had already been stabbed in the back by the ground.
Haeil Kwoncheon was literally lying down like a prisoner of war. If Aksurim had been just a little shorter, his toes would have brushed the ground.
[Our Surim, your martial arts skills have improved a lot. You even know how to subdue that kind of guy.]
It seems like it was only yesterday that I was a young child who left home. As soon as Shincheonhwa finished speaking with a smile on her face, Aksurim suddenly asked.
“Are you leaving forever?”
[Yes, there is something we need to discuss among ourselves.]
Shincheonhwa nodded, then suddenly showed a mischievous expression.
[If you feel wronged, you should try to come up with a plausible life-saving plan. Looking at it now, your health is not good, in a good way. You might be able to live at least a hundred years longer. You will live longer than me.]
This is a remark made to discuss Gongwolmu lightly.
But Aksurim’s expression remained calm.
A face that Jeong Yeon-shin was seeing for the first time. At this moment, Ip Hwang-shin-chang really seemed like Noh Kang-ho who was used to parting, but Shin Cheon-hwa also seemed to find her unfamiliar, as he opened his eyes slightly wide.
Aksurim said as he handed over Haeil Kwoncheon to the two masters of Myeongryu University who had hurriedly approached him.
“You know it’s hard. It’s hard for a musical to stop progressing and just drag on.”
The two unmanned creatures, one blue and one white, showed an awkward respect to Shincheonhwa and briefly showed emotions that could not be expressed through their eyes to Jeongyeonshin before turning away like lightning.
Phew!
In the backlash of the light air they created, the hem of Shincheonhwa’s clothes fluttered purple.
[Is the latter half of the song still your obsession?]
“sure.”
Aksurim, who answered calmly, extends his hand towards Jeongyeonshin.
The energy released from her grasp pulled the spear, and Jeongyeonshin obediently let go of the flag she had made.
A wicked forest that grabs it and smashes it to the ground.
thud!
The ground shook violently.
Some of the martial artists who were slowly retreating from the streets of Yangyang in the distance flinched. The girl in black robe also had a similar temperament to the leader of the Shingeomdan.
A sight of dust rising from the lowered window, blurring the outline between Aksurim’s body line and the main gate of Iphwangseong.
There is no one separate.
It was the same the moment Aksurim took his lips off again.
“If it’s just a little bit, I can replace the short-term manager and still have time left. If you call me now, I won’t answer, so don’t waste your time on something useless.”
[Yes, I foresaw that your spear would replace the flag of nature.]
The farewell of the old warriors of Ip Hwang Seong was so plain.
Sabak.
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The purple woman turns completely towards Jeongyeonshin.
[I wonder if my guess is correct. After hearing the circumstances, it seems that even the communication from the General Headquarters does not reach the current purple-colored people.]
At her words, Jeongyeonshin immediately recalled her grandfather’s letter.
―Yongga and Nobu will exterminate all non-humans, so you will oppress the world.
As you said.
Even as the nature of things faced repeated crises, Mayeonjeok and Yongheemyeong never appeared.
If even a little bit of news of their true nature had reached their ears, the martial arts world would have witnessed something completely different in the great battle of Iphwangseong that took place today.
The sight of none other than Jeong Yeon-shin, Yong Hui-myeong, and Mayeon-jeok standing side by side in purple robes fluttering in the wind.
Recently, Master Beomheo also said something similar to Jeong Yeon-sin.
The saying that people must live in the world of martial arts. Naturally, the sacrifices of our predecessors were the basis of such stories.
Because beyond the ‘door’ where even the wings of spirits could not reach was the realm of the Iphwangseong Senate and the old-school scholars.
Jeongyeon Shin spoke slowly.
“… He said that he could no longer ask for help from his seniors. The headquarters of the main headquarters also has them out of the way and is handling all the work.”
He even passed Yong Hee-myeong off as his senior and felt sorry for him. Of course, he was sincere, but it was not something he should have said in front of his true senior.
[That’s right. Even the Lord of the Castle can’t accurately estimate their location.]
Shincheonhwa, however, didn’t seem to have any particular thoughts. It was unclear whether he was originally as dull as a steel club or whether it had become that way after going through all sorts of fierce fights.
From the moment she mentioned the devil, she only made the waves she created grow louder like the sound of a drum.
Woof!
It was a sign of the void.
[Once you step inside the door to deal with the monster with great strength, you will be isolated in that land as if you were in the heavenly realm. It will be hard to find even the spirit grandfather, let alone the spirit being. However, it is difficult to cut through the door with human martial arts.]
This is a part that makes you think of Jongnam Swordsman. The noble old swordsman who cut down the gate of Jongnam Mountain.
But instead of talking about it, Jeongyeonshin asked about something more urgent.
“The time you mentioned is just about to pass. Are you feeling okay?”
[ah.]
thud-
Suddenly, the corners of Shincheonhwa’s mouth go up as she stomps her feet in place.
[Because I actually had more time than I originally estimated.]
At the same time, a dark source of light appeared beneath her feet.
Woof woof woof!
In an instant, it separated into several streams of blue light, and moved like an artist’s brisk brush strokes, drawing a large circle.
It was only a matter of time before strange patterns and letters that seemed to be from ancient times filled the border.
[Your magic. I don’t know how you combined it, but right now, you’re holding back Wonyoungshin from scattering. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have had time to look for Maga Aesong.]
Shincheonhwa lowered her eyelids slightly.
The previous Shin Geum Danju was completely absorbed in a single technique.
Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been giving up on her own, regained color on her face. Even though she had declared victory earlier, she had already experienced the deaths of her true comrades.
From the moment he started being called ‘Jeong Gong’, he had lost a significant portion of his heart to completely relax. At this moment, he was in desperate need of Yong Hee-myeong’s advice.
‘In a situation where I was left to lead the imperial family alone… … .’
What should I do now?
The post-war situation in which the prestige of Ip Hwang-seong was established, but enormous damage was left behind.
In what direction should the organization of the original nature that has experienced war be changed? Master, since the Lord of Iphwangseong has traveled a long way, he will stay in the city of Cheonhamok for the time being.
[Oh, yeah.]
At that moment, Shincheonhwa lowered one hand diagonally.
[If you want to see the various expressions on his face, it would be better to take this with you.]
In an instant, dust was sucked into her palm.
Saaaaa―
The dust that had gathered like fog in the center soon condensed into a shape like a jade bead.
On the surface, the scenery of the main gate of Iphwangseong was faintly visible, and even the figure of Jeongyeonshin was present.
This was the scene at the start of the Battle of Bangpa.
[You’re lucky. I got most of it.]
Shincheonhwa looked satisfied. A truly transcendent sight. At this moment, she looked like a mountain spirit gathering memories from the earth.
It is incomparable to the experience of the Zhuge family that Jeong Yeon-shin once had.
She said then that it was just a matter of time.
[The martial arts of sorcery begin with mantras and end with mantras. Normally, the martial arts you learn work by filling the inside of your body with the mental image of the nine knots, but… the martial arts of sorcery require that the intention flow out into the world. Annoyingly enough.]
Two people standing on a circular formation that is rotating in blue light.
[In order to make something big happen, there has to be conditions. There has to be a mix of luck and inevitability. And, the conditions for finding the magic potion here are….]
Shincheonhwa continued speaking.
[From now on, if Maga’s lover calls your name even once, the True Sect will be activated immediately. It will consume most of the energy of this powerful Wonyoungshin.]
“I understand the gist.”
Shincheonhwa smiled sheepishly at Jeongyeonshin’s calm answer.
[Honestly, this is a miracle that only the great sect leaders of old could have accomplished. I’m sorry for saying it as if it’s possible right away, but first, you need to have luck… .]
That was when.
In an instant, an earthquake-like sound rang out from beneath the ground. The pattern of the jinshi slowly began to rotate with the sound of the earth crumbling.
Hwaaaaak!
Shincheonhwa, who had kept her mouth shut, disappeared from her spot with a look of loss for words, and soon after, Aksurim, who had been far away, made a look of disgust.
Jeongyeon Shin’s new form also scattered in the form of a sword swinging into the air.
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A mountain made of pitch-black scales.
It’s not normal size. It’s literally giant.
Under the shadow cast so vastly, two people are sitting roughly on the dirt floor.
They were men in their thirties, with different appearances.
“You said you wanted to save the human race? Isn’t that too much?”
One person said.
She was wearing a purple dress that was elegant enough to match the brush strokes, and she was spreading it out to the left and right, while she was supporting the wound on her torn chest.
With his left hand, which is constantly distorting the atmosphere.
The smoke of Samadhi Jinhwa rises from the skin.
Kugu Palace.
At that hot sensation, the pitch-black mountain of scales shook enormously once.
But neither of them looked back. The two of them had no way of allowing variables to be used against the other.
It was the same even if the enemy was a dragon like a celestial god.
Then, Yong Hee-myeong, the new sword master, frowned and spoke as if reciting a poem.
“Life is fleeting. I’m already in a situation where I have to take care of the needs of a healthy old man. What good is the sword of the gods? I want to walk by the lake where people live.”
“It’s noisy.”
The man with his back to him in a pink robe answered back casually. Yong Hui-myeong’s immediate response was immediate.
“Is your side okay? It seems to have gone in a little too deep, so if you feel like you’re going to get a cold, you should tell me in advance. I really hate annoying things.”
“You are just being lazy and causing trouble. If you keep talking nonsense, the old man’s hand might be taken out instead.”
Yonghee Myung chuckled at those words.
He asked roughly, closing the front of his jacket.
“I hope there’s nothing wrong with your nature?”
“I have a grandchild. You worry about him.”
“While we’re on the subject, how high do you think that guy is?”
“At least you’ll catch up soon.”
The man said.
Yonghee Myung smiled brightly. It was a smile that seemed to be teasing.
“Of course, that could be quite possible. Wasn’t it ‘soon’ for me as well, even for the previous generation? Until the moment when the owner of the Ipsin Sword changed to me.”
“What?”
“I have high expectations. I’m not a fan of being of an intermediate status.”
The man in the pink robe snickered at Yong Huimyeong’s words.
“The world will soon know. My grandson, Seomye Jeongyeonsin, is the one who will drown the Manggeom Yongheemyeong in the waters of the Yangtze River and take hold of the Ipsin Sword.”
“Well, I’m just getting used to this knife handle now. Above all, we have to get back alive first…”
For a moment, both of them shut their mouths at the same time. At the same time, translucent shapes began to appear between them.
“What now… um?”
Yong Hee-myeong’s eyes, which had been leisurely clenching and unclenching his fists, lowered.
Saaaaa―
Purple hues that spread softly through the twilight spread by the mountains of scales.
It’s a moment that adds up to four sets.
[You came to the right place.]
It was a purple one-piece sword.