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Gathering the night sky (5)
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Myunggyo Northern Branch.
It is located about four thousand li north of the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty, Juyong Pass. It was established in the large city of Shiquan Island, the northernmost part of the Magic Mountain, and is now the de facto headquarters of the Ming religion.
But most Seokwondo people did not know that there was a vast underground cavern beneath their feet. It was even harder to imagine that there was a famous temple there.
The fact that the Northern King ‘Greed and Eating’, who originally ruled over Seokwondo, was killed by the Three Emperors of Ming Buddhism was also kept a top secret.
It was also the case that the great warrior under the King of Gluttony was a first-time enemy of the former Hwangbo Se-ga-ju.
Even the fact that there are engine rooms installed everywhere in the underground caverns leading up to the stone gate.
Kugu Palace―
At this moment, the pulley that goes up beyond the stone wall of the outer castle is Seokwondo.
It was created by the Iron Clan of the Ming Dynasty and connects the ground to a depth of at least several hundred sheets.
There is a magic there that not only the Han Chinese, but even the noble families of the imperial family cannot imitate. It is an architectural skill that can be called a divine art.
There was a young man leaning against a wide plank fence leading up to the ground, with five men in black watching him.
“This has been going on for a while. I’m so frustrated.”
She had a cheerful impression and was wearing a beautiful jade-colored silk garment.
Even though the men in black were emitting an inhuman aura like icicles stuck in a pool of blood, their faces were relaxed.
King Shinsuhye Hwangbo Gon.
He is the grandfather of ‘Mang Eun Bae-ui (忘恩背義) Tae-yeon-ryong’, and is a former sage who escaped from the formation of the Jiao-ryong when the Gwangya Ilmyeol Jeongyeon-shin was black.
He helped Myunggyo secretly rule over Seokwondo. However, he was a mysterious and peerless master who had to be watched by Myunggyo.
“I thought it was too deep when I came here… It really keeps going up. Unless you’re a master of lightness worthy of being called the best in the world, it’d be hard to escape the main stage without this divine pulley. Isn’t that right?”
The men in black, the demons who had mastered the orthodox magic of the Myungseo, did not answer.
Saaaaa―
The cliffs surrounding us in darkness on all sides are constantly sliding down. Mines are clinging to the gaps between the layers like spiders, using their wall-tiger skills.
It’s not just the black men who climb onto the plank.
That was the reason why Hwang Bo-gon mentioned the difficulty of escape. It was because the structure was such that at the speed of walking in the air, it was inevitable that he would be pursued.
It is a different world created by the magic of the famous religion and the architectural skills of the Iron Tribe.
A structure where the great magic circle personally constructed by Socheonmujeok supplies air, warmth, and magical energy to the underground cavern.
The space itself was overwhelming.
However, Hwang Bo-gon also has a unique perspective on living alone in such a strange world.
“It’s been a while since I’ve breathed fresh air. I’m going on a trip abroad, but I need five days to decide. Are you just slugs?”
He taunted the men in black with his skilled monologue.
“You may not have a clear idea of what the sun looks like, but I know it well. There is no better accompaniment to a glass of sunlight.”
at that time.
Yeah, yeah―
The pulley that was lifting the plank suddenly stopped and started lowering it again. It wasn’t even halfway up.
A wrinkle formed between Hwang Bo-gon’s eyebrows.
“What are you doing?”
“It looks like it’s being pulled from below.”
One of the men in black answered quietly.
“So why?”
“Something special must have happened. I wouldn’t know from here.”
“These magical dregs…?”
Aside from Hwang Bo-gon’s swearing, they went back down. The steel rope of the pulley connected to the plank was forcing the freedom of the former Hwang Bo-se-ga.
“Those damn dwarves from the famous school… They’re so good with their dexterity that it’s useless.”
It was only for a moment that he cursed the Iron Tribe who had entered the Myunggyo. Before he knew it, Hwang Bo-gon was facing a group of people in the underground cavern.
He asked the old woman in the lead in a spit-like voice.
“What is it?”
She was the first among the Fugui Emperors of the Ming School.
Meaning a ghostly teacher.
It has been a long time since the four mines that raised the invincible Socheon were called emperors.
They were the nannies of the sect that revived the sect, and they were once respected teachers. That is why they were wealthy and noble.
She said.
“The head of the household has something to help with.”
“I’m going to Jeon Dae Ga.”
“The Hwangbo family was destroyed. So, you were dragged down to your current age. It wouldn’t matter if the poppy of the Ice Palace formed the Gongwolmu.”
“… … .”
Hwang Bo-gon stared blankly at the old woman in front of him.
He wore a black fur coat over a scarf woven from white fox fur.
Outside the body, a faint grayish lightning flashed. This was due to the rare practice of using the brain, Yeonjeonmagong (鉛電魔功).
Among the wealthy emperors, he is the Thunder Emperor.
If the body’s integrity is maintained, he may one day rival the Golden Wall of Cheonhamok. Of course, this is a story that is only told to those who know the laws of Cheonhamok.
Hwang Bo-gon slowly opened his mouth.
“It would be faster for my grandson to achieve Gongwolmu than for you to surpass Geumbyeokja. He is the one who achieved Samhwachwijeong with his own body. His qualities are different.”
“That’s assuming it’s not short-lived.”
The brainwashed man continued speaking calmly.
“I will give you some advice, senior. If you have come to the cult leader to ask for medical advice, do it like a beggar.”
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I came to beg for medical treatment.
That was the reason why the former Hwangbo Se-ga family came to Myeonggyo as a guest.
A peerless weapon that came from the first Heavenly Horse’s vein.
If he was the invincible Socheonmujeok who had thoroughly studied the studies of the Gaepajosa, known to be omnipotent, wouldn’t he be able to create something that was the culmination of his studies in sorcery and medicine? That was the thought.
Even if his grandson were to be blessed with the fruit of the Cheonhamok tree by a stroke of luck, he judged that he would die before he could become a peerless master who could handle its medicinal properties.
“What about the bird? Did it have a poppy in its mouth?”
Hwang Bo-gon was mumbling. But the Emperor remained indifferent the whole time.
“The initiation ceremony of our church has been disrupted. They are intruders.”
“intruder?”
“The new sword master, the open-minded master, and the royal Eunggong. They are all far from perfect. If you help me, I can bury them here. This is the main temple of our school.”
Hwang Bo-gon’s eyes narrowed as soon as he heard the words, “Deputy Chief of the Shingumdanju.”
“… Are the identities of the uninvited guests clear?”
“Yes. The magic circle spread out in this space was personally created by the cult leader. Not only does it create a good living environment, but it also allows us to know the location of the intruders and their appearance.”
“It’s not a good place to live.”
As he said that, Hwang Bo-gon felt a huge, intangible power. The magic rippling in the underground cavern that spread out like a spider web.
‘The magic circle… .’
It was a formation that could boost the true magic of the sect members and still have some left over. It was said that it could be connected to all kinds of organ formations to activate traps like the Sword Forest Hell.
The famous cult leader, Socheonmujik.
Even though he’s not here, his presence is like a monster.
A person who is skilled in all kinds of tricks. This is the reason why Hwangbo Gon briefly joined Myeonggyo.
It was actually plausible. It was a prescription that was in the hands of Socheonmujeok, who had briefly visited Cheonmabigo (Heavenly Demon’s Secret Vault) once.
―I don’t think it’s completely impossible even without the ice essence. At least my head is fine.
Of course it was a draft.
The Taeyangshin vein is a constitution in which the eight meridians and the three veins of the entire body are boiling with heat. It was impossible to fix it with simple words.
Socheonmujeok gave Hwangbo Gon the VIP room, saying that he would think about it for a while. It was the moment when the former Hwangbo Segaju became a guest of Myeonggyo.
While King Shinsuhye Hwangbo Gon was reminiscing about the past, he moved to a remote cave with a group of twenty or so demons including Noeje.
Even if it was King Muin Shinsuhye, it couldn’t be helped that his grandfather Hwangbo Gon was like that.
They say that if you take out the entire Danjeon of the Ice Palace Master, everything will be solved, but you can’t kill your granddaughter-in-law to save your grandson.
“Stop here.”
The brain said, turning his back to the place blocked by a large iron gate.
A door with a strange spirituality that appears at first glance.
Saaaaa―
It is definitely some kind of Dharma treasure. Isn’t there a dark fog billowing on the surface?
‘And it’s black iron. I can’t even guess how thick it is… ‘
It cannot be opened by human power. It is the intuition of a peerless master.
The iron gate felt like it was connected to the power flowing from the Myunggyo-ju’s formation, so it wouldn’t be damaged even by a strong attack.
It seemed impossible to force it open unless the cave was collapsed.
“You even got into the Iron Tribe’s night-field qigong?”
For some reason, the brainteaser nods obediently to his question.
“That’s right. If you don’t breathe in the energy according to the set rules, it won’t open. The secret knot is the key.”
Even Hwang Bo-gon didn’t know exactly where this place was. The new headquarters of the Myunggyo was a vast underground city.
“What on earth is this place?”
“I am paralyzed.”
“what…?”
“All the secrets of magic in the world are stored here. Even the experience of the elderly becomes meaningless. If you can just enter, your knowledge will be infinitely broadened.”
The brainwashed man concludes his speech indifferently.
Devil.
It was an extremely sweet remark. It was also an attempt to completely win over Hwang Bo-gon.
Of course, Hwang Bo-gon felt it too.
Swish.
But he simply took out a small bottle from his bosom without saying a word. It was a time when he needed alcohol.
He gave a short speech.
“The martial arts scriptures that go against the heavens, the devil’s religion.”
Studies that go against the natural order are buried in the land of the devil. It was an old adage and a natural order.
“… Did the famous sect leader grow up with this much knowledge from the beginning?”
Hwang Bo-gon glanced at the round iron gate and spoke. For the first time, a hint of emotion appeared in Noe-je’s answer.
It was a matter of pride.
“The environment of a genius is more important than that of an ordinary person. The leader had already experienced the Thirteen Heavens when he was young, but eventually he returned to Cheonmabigo. There was no place better than this.”
A place where traces of past giants are stored.
The years of the Ming sect are here. It was a story I could tell because I raised her.
“The intruders are coming straight here. If my subordinates, my senior, and I can stall for a moment, they will be stopped here.”
At those words, Hwang Bo-gon smiled and asked.
“Don’t you know their background? No matter how much help the cult leader’s method may be, do you think we’ll be stopped here?”
He is Noh Kang-ho.
You can’t help but know how the best masters of Baekjeon, such as Gwangya Ilmyeol and Geomseong, have mastered such mysterious skills. It would be right to say that it is extraordinary.
But the brainwashed woman remained calm. The black-clad men she led were no different.
“Myeongma (明魔) of the Myeongmok Twin Demons, and the Samhwangmyeongjon (三潢冥尊), as well as the other Buguijes, will arrive soon. However, the passage is narrow, so our martial arts forces will not be able to enter.”
“In the first place, if it’s a place like Cheonmabigo, isn’t it guarded by multiple layers of formations? There must be more than one or two fortresses surrounding the area. From what I’ve heard, starting with the deadly Shinmacheolhonjin (神魔輟魂陣)… … .”
“It’s all clear.”
“what?”
“According to the calculations of the Brain Demon Department of our school, we will arrive soon. Now, prepare.”
As he spoke, orange sparks began to flash from his body. It was accompanied by a loud frictional sound like a sizzle.
Her disciples, about twenty people in black, also behaved in a similar manner.
My armor.
It was a self-defense weapon.
“Cheon Dan Gwang Gap…?”
Hwang Bo-gon mutters absentmindedly.
“No, you added the secrets of the Heavenly Sword Armor to the Nachalgyo’s Nachalgyo Body Protection Energy. How was that possible? There’s no way the Northern Kings of Whipoongnyeong would have given you the Heavenly Sword Armor…”
“The leader can do it.”
It was clear that the brain emperor’s composure came from there. It must have been a big reason that he had raised an ‘invincible man who laughed at the heavens’ himself.
Kwaaaaang!
Suddenly, a large section of stone wall opposite the iron gate collapsed.
The dust was thick and thick. The sound of stones rolling on the ground was also heard. Just like that, a group of people appeared through the dust.
The first one to speak was an old beggar.
“What they’re wearing… doesn’t look like the Heavenly Horse Armor, but it seems incredibly tough. If possible, it would be better to break the self-defense equipment first.”
“Watch what you say. I told you my two hands can’t hold you.”
The boy general, who was carrying the open-air lighthouse in a crooked manner, spoke. He was carrying a skinny old man with the body of a child wearing armor.
He is carrying a man from front to back. Two old men are supporting the young general’s short legs.
The remaining one was a young, bare-handed man of exceptional beauty.
Alone, my back was straight.
“Extinction in the wilderness.”
The moment the brainwashing began, her eyes were filled with the image of Jeongyeonshin.
It was a truly sudden attack. It was a terrifyingly fast forward attack.
“That’s right, that’s how you use the soles of your feet! I only taught you one…!”
While over his shoulder, Jukwang Shingae shouted excitedly.
“Get out of the way.”
The God of the Wild Wilds, Jeongyeonshin, reached out to the Brain Emperor.
Swish.
He immediately grabbed my shoulder. At the same time, his grip rumbled and thundered. It really felt like it was melting my self-defense energy.
[Breaking the sky.]
The echoes that filled the cave in an instant also conveyed that same meaning. The idea of stripping away anything that was bothering you.
The brain emperor’s eyes widened.
‘Lawful powers…?!’
Phew! Phew!
Her whole body was shattered like a shell.
It was a split second.
The fragments of his shattered body mixed with the blood and the hazy palm wind, and the remaining power of his palm wave was carried by it and exploded in all directions.
It goes without saying that the disciples of the brainwashed were swept up in it.
“Kkaaaaaaah!”
“Ugh…! Ughhh!”
A scream that seemed to come from the register.
The black-clad men are twisted to the point where it is difficult to recognize their forms.
Within a moment, a fleeting gasp of air was squeezed from their abdomens, and the rising smoke filled the cave.
I tried to melt the self-defense weapon, but it turned out that the person was melting. It had to be because they were mines.
“… … .”
Hwang Bo-gon stared blankly down at the flesh stuck to the hem of his trousers. Then he slowly raised his gaze.
A cave dyed crimson on all sides.
In the middle of hell stood Jeongyeonshin.
It was a very different impression from when I saw him in the Dragon Formation. His facial line was a little more elegant, and his eyes had a restrained feel like a sword in a sheath. He also had a somewhat enlightened look.
How much has he been torn apart by the storms of life and death?
Now the young man looked like an old man. His temperament was different from his appearance.
Damn it.
He walks slowly. He heads straight for the iron gate. Even though he is not carrying a sword, his status as a new sword master stands out.
“Senior Hwangbo, how have you been?”
Jeong Yeon-shin greeted him with a bow.
“You too… look good.”
Hwang Bo-gon wasn’t just throwing out empty words. At least as a warrior, Jeong Yeon-shin now seemed to be completely flawless.
“Is that so?”
Jeong Yeon-shin, with her lips slightly raised, approaches the iron gate. It seems as if she has guessed why the former Hwangbo Se-ga family is at Myeonggyo.
Hwang Bo-gon stopped him urgently.
“Look, if we don’t find the key, this place might collapse….”
Guguguguguguung!
It was the sound that occurred as soon as Jeong Yeon-shin touched the groove in the center of the iron gate.
His innate sense scanned the traces inside the door and extracted the path of the energy in an instant, as if he had experienced the same thing before.
A door that splits in a straight line with a heavy sound.
The Cheonmabigo opened unexpectedly.