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Namhwagwangtaegeuk (3)
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In a quiet room.
Jeong Yeon-shin and Joo Se-hwa were sitting across from each other. It was just after Joo Se-hwa suddenly asked a question.
“Do you know the dream demon body?”
The faint moonlight was seeping into the window paper, but it was not a tone of speech that could discuss such elegance. It was also a question that exceeded Jeong Yeon-shin’s expectations.
He opened his mouth right away.
“Next to you.”
“yes?”
“Can’t you see anything?”
“There’s a wall.”
Joo Se-hwa answered nonchalantly. His words and actions were extremely ordinary.
At that moment, Jeongyeonshin saw herself in her, the way she had treated the old, demented Hyeon Gongjinin.
The wisdom of not being sincere to someone who had lost his mind was evident. Naturally, I felt uncomfortable, but it was strange to show it.
Anyway, Joo Se-hwa didn’t see the monk Nodosa.
Even though I’m clearly next to her.
Likewise, the old monk also never looked at Joo Se-hwa.
Even now, he was only slightly moving his head here and there as if he was scanning the scenery beyond the wall. Jeong Yeon-shin confirmed this appearance through the edge of her vision.
Joo Se-hwa continued speaking.
“There are those who can attack the upper abdomen of someone who is sleeping while standing in the street. They have human bodies, but they are actually close to being monsters with incredible strength. Their appearance is also extraordinary, like the Blood Flame Cult’s clan.”
“The upper abdomen of a sleeping person…?”
Jeong Yeon-shin muttered briefly after asking that question. Is it magic?
Joo Se-hwa nodded.
“Yes, that’s why they’re also called mines. They’re people who are born with the skill of disrupting people’s dreams. I believe there are only a few of them in the world. As far as the main sect knows, the only ones are Shinto and Chogwangmongma (Super Crazy Dream Demons).”
“A super dream?”
“The person who caused Jang Moon-jin’s demonic possession… There were many things that happened, and the main sect found out later that he was also a dreamer. He did such things without any magic, only with the power of the pure clan.”
Joo Se-hwa’s voice, which was always dignified, flowed out as if it was crushed by a toothache.
“The Super-Light Dream Horse is a nickname given to him by the main sect that stripped him of his Doho. He is now a monster who has inherited all of the skills of Shinto and the teachings of Jangmunjinin. He is the main enemy of the main sect. Excluding the powerful gods beyond the gate.”
The dangers of the nonpartisan faction have been fully revealed.
But there was something that didn’t make sense. Jeong Yeon-shin asked right away.
“The non-partisan faction couldn’t handle a single mine, so they gave him a nickname and made him their main enemy?”
Of course, there are those in the Divine Swordsmanship who have outstanding skills compared to their martial arts level. There is Yang Guifei Zeng, who has sufficient qualities but has not achieved the status of a respected flower gathering top.
Even though he has not achieved the Samhwachwijeong, which is proof of a noble warrior, he is a half-witted person who is acknowledged by Jeongyeonshin for his lightness and fighting sense.
If you only focus on escaping, it will be difficult to catch even the most skilled martial artist. There is no reason why the super-light dream horse would be one of those people.
“They say it’s time to slow down.”
Shincheonhwa’s voice flew in like a ghost from outside the door and stuck itself in. This time, the voice did not echo like an echo.
Saaaaa―
Suddenly, a clear breeze seeped into my breath.
Soon, Jeongyeonshin wondered. How could he read the deep thoughts in his heart and the past that had faded from his mind? Suddenly, he couldn’t help but feel goosebumps.
‘Could it be a dream…?’
No, that can’t be true.
When a blue light passes through the eyes of the self-denying Jeongyeonshin.
“What the shaman truly cannot handle is not a single person. It is Jang Moon-jin’s mind.”
Jang Bong Joo Se-hwa’s eyes were also glowing white. The glare was caused by the anger of the unmanned Jeong Gi-shin.
“Every time I was on the verge of killing the super-light dream demon from the foot of Mt. Mudang, the power of the main sect was blocked by a single person. It was none other than the head of the main sect who stopped me! His martial arts and the Jangmunryungbu were the problem. Even the determination of the Gogeom Sasukjo, who wanted to end the super-light dream demon every time, was blocked every time.”
The heated words are followed by a decisive tone.
“The kindness that cannot be broken once it has been formed. Now, that kindness has become madness and is the burden of the shaman. Now, there must be regret about the high-ranking prosecutor and the private investigator.”
“… The coin-loving horse is scary.”
Jeong Yeon-shin muttered softly. Joo Se-hwa, who was a master of the shamanic internal energy breathing technique but who exhaled in various ways, flinched. Jeong Yeon-shin simply ignored her strange gaze.
But I couldn’t let it slip until the next word.
“And now, there is a person with the appearance of a Cheon Geuk Mun Ju in the main temple.”
“what?”
Phew!
A cold wind was released from Jeongyeonshin’s body. The sword wind of Simgeukgirin that occurred regardless of intention.
In that moment, the floor and walls of the room shook and split apart in all directions, and the old monk of Songmungogeom also glanced at Jeongyeonshin for a very brief moment.
Joo Se-hwa took the momentum head-on and continued to speak steadfastly.
“I think I’m a super-light dreamer. I inherited the progress of Shinto and became a master of transformation… but the elders of the main sect don’t listen to me. They say my momentum is different.”
Those words brought to mind a certain sect.
The Great Astronomical Observatory.
A place where Hangzhou was conquered with bragging skills. The name of the martial arts was Gongmanjaizaisingong (空滿自在神功).
He pressed the Baekhoe point on Jeongsu-ri, which had finally cleared up, with his hand.
My head feels cold. The energy between heaven and earth causes the function of premonition in the upper abdomen. The outline appears right away.
‘What if there is another group affiliated with Cho Kwang Mong Ma, and they are sparing no effort in supporting Hyun Gong Jin In and the shaman in order to tie them up? What if they are trying to further deepen Hyun Gong Jin In’s possession by imitating the person who decapitated Go Geum Jin In?’
I feel a deep malice, like a swamp.
It was like something I had vaguely sensed in the actions of the Yeo Ryeong-ju sometime ago. It was the scent of the northern rivers and lakes.
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“… It’s so frustrating to still be facing off against that one person.”
The cotton cloth covering Joo Se-hwa’s face fluttering repeatedly. It was because his breathing had become heavy. Jeong Yeon-shin thought as she looked at him. Was that his personality?
“Even the six armors are like that… … .”
It was her muttering.
For a moment, Jeongyeonshin was confused as to whether or not she had said those words, but she did not show it.
It just shattered another layer of the fog that had been vaguely floating in my head. It was a kind of negative example.
His world was gradually becoming clearer.
Jeongyeon Shin asked with gratitude.
“So, are you saying I should be careful of the super-light dream too?”
Immediately, Joo Se-hwa’s beautiful jawline moved.
“Please kill him. Even if he reveals his identity right before he meets his end and uses Jang Moon-jin of the main faction as a shield.”
“… … .”
“If it’s Jeong Gong, he should be able to break through Jang Moon-jin’s sword curtain and cut off his head. He just needs to succeed once.”
He speaks in a voice like the winter wind. At this moment, Joo Se-hwa is not the shaman Un-hyeon, but the noble Joo royal family.
“The shaman’s chief deputy has already given the order. In exchange for entrusting the ‘Cheongeukmunju’ to Jeong Gong, open the Cheondojeon of the main sect. I want to go one step further. Even if he is not the Cheongeukmunju, you must cut off his head. I will grant any request as much as possible… … .”
She hesitated a little as she finished speaking. Perhaps it was because of the royal family’s way of thinking, where the only thing on their minds was the marriage contract.
Jeongyeonshin raised her eyebrows.
The shaman’s missionary journey.
‘A martial arts book as famous as the Janggyeonggak of Shaolin… … .’
It was said that all kinds of new techniques, including the Ten-Dan-Geum and the Yang-Sim-Gong, were on display. It was an offer that would have tempted anyone.
“What’s after that?”
Jeongyeonshin suddenly asked.
“What happens after I kill that guy? Will I have to take on the wrath of Jang Moon-in with my whole body?”
“… … .”
Joo Se-hwa remained silent.
There is no other way. That was the answer.
He asked again.
“… What direction? I can’t feel any waves.”
“It is because the main faction’s stronghold has blocked all the waves of air power. They are facing off against each other at a place called Sangcheonggwan, seventeen li to the southwest of this residence…”
“egg plant.”
“really…?”
Joo Se-hwa asks back with an expression of disbelief, even though he had suggested it himself earlier.
Seonje (仙際) Hyeon-gong.
He is not the Emperor, but the End. He is the absolute being who is called the headquarters of the Central Plains Taoism and martial arts in human form.
It was said that he was the person in the world who could practice swordsmanship the longest. This was because the natural guardians of the entire world were on his side.
Otherwise, he could be called the world’s most insane swordsman.
‘…no.’
Suddenly, Jeong Yeon-shin thought of the faces of the Five Swords of Heaven and shook her head inwardly. At least there are two more. Excluding Seomye and Yongga, the Heavenly Mad Sword was right.
That was when.
Kuguguguguguguguguung―!
The sound of thunder echoed faintly.
The walls of the room where the two people were sitting also trembled. Joo Se-hwa’s expression changed.
The shaman’s formation to hide their shame was completely shattered.
It’s one of two things.
Either the one they were surrounding was truly the Heavenly Sword Master, or it was Hyungong Jinin who had sensed his disciple’s danger and appeared.
Kookookookookung!
Another earthquake-like rumble.
A terrifying chaos broke out in the World’s Best Sword Sect.
I can feel countless sounds rising from the numerous peaks.
Even the Taoist priests who had been hiding deep in the mountains had broken their seclusion. It seemed as if all the shaman masters of the mountains, who were like stars, were about to be mobilized.
“I should go and see…!”
“for a moment.”
Jeongyeonshin stopped her.
And then he closed his eyes for a moment and opened them. He carefully pushed aside the stone box he had brought from Iphwangseong. The Gogeomjinin should have been held by the shaman Jang Munin.
‘okay.’
Slowly turn your head to the left of Joo Se-hwa.
Wherever your gaze is directed.
There was an old man.
The greatest swordsman of all time, wearing a robe that is covered in gray dirt.
A Taoist priest whose very existence is hard to believe.
‘Sam Bong Jin In.’
Dismissal-
Before I could fully see it, the sound of glass breaking echoed in my mind. Conflicting sensations occurred at the same time. My head felt extremely dizzy and yet refreshing.
“Jeong Gong…?”
“Please wait a moment.”
As soon as Jeong Yeon-shin finished speaking softly.
Swish.
It was the sound of Sam Bong Jin-in turning his body towards Jeong Yeon-shin. The hem of his robe swayed slightly.
The old monk moved his feet slightly, carrying his luggage on his back. In an instant, the fragrant scent of pine trees spread out.
This time, Joo Se-hwa seemed to feel it too.
“what?”
She lets out a rare sound of surprise.
It was a moment.
Jeongyeonshin and Sambongjinin’s eyes met.
Suddenly, the old man smiled brightly.
Jeongyeonshin’s head was filled with hot clouds.
‘On this Wudangsan Mountain…’
Another sharp pain came over me, as if my head was going to explode. It felt like a crack was forming in my brain. It felt like it was going to shatter.
‘… I have to become the strongest.’
Jeongyeonshin did not avoid eye contact. Rather, she made sure not to close her eyes, and in an instant, she smacked herself on both sides of her eyes, causing them to bleed.
Even if I became blind here, I was confident that I would become stronger than the Heavenly Sword Master.
Pfft, pfft!
It was a body posture that contained two things.
-Just a moment, me.
It was the blunder of an eighteen-year-old youth who had already experienced great despair several times. At the same time, it was also a sense of responsibility as the head of the Iphwangseong Shingeomdan.
These contradictory things were connected as one, like a circle that goes round and round. As is the case with everyone’s life, whether it is long or short.
-I will see you.
Wow!
The thought that arose like a tidal wave from the upper chamber crashed into Sambongjinin’s entire body. The air in the room roared and cried.
At the same time, a large circle began to form around the seated Jeong Yeon-shin, sparking blue sparks as if it were rubbing against life and death.
Suddenly.
Joo Se-hwa, extremely embarrassed, quickly got up and stepped back.
Phage, phage, phage!
It gets completed very quickly.
A faint ash cloud blew in all directions, and the belated smell of coal engulfed the scent of pine.
So, ten breaths of time passed.
It felt so long.
“… … .”
Silence spreads.
It was shortly after that that everything calmed down.
A deep sense of doubt appeared on Joo Se-hwa’s face. What had happened? The sight that appeared before her eyes at that moment was extremely strange.
“I can go now.”
The voice of the new sword master’s deputy continues faintly, as if it will cut off at any moment.
“No matter who is below.”
Jeong Yeon-shin was sitting cross-legged, shedding bloody tears. There was a pattern around her. What remained on the quiet floor was not ash and the smell of charcoal.
It was a charred Taegeuk.