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It is said that a rumor without feet travels a thousand miles, but information with wings extends tens of thousands of miles.
And the words that the information merchants of Moorim held up as a kind of proverb were true without any exaggeration.
Food!
The day when dark clouds covered the sky and the earth was immersed in death.
It was quite a sight to see dozens of blackbirds flying at the same time on a single day.
Leaving behind a mountain of dead bodies and a pool of blood, the Jeonseungs soared high into the sky and waved their huge wings toward their respective destinations.
Until the red-stained snowfields recede like tiny drops of blood, and the Great Snow Mountains covered in pure white permanent snow are no longer visible.
The sun and moon, day and night, give way to each other several times until the yellow plateau that seemed to extend to the end of the world disappears behind the horizon.
And when dozens of Jeonseoungs finally completed their respective journeys, the world of Jungwon was seething like lava in a crater.
“Waaah!”
“Long live the great nation! Long live your Majesty the Emperor!”
“What are you doing! Everyone come out! hurry!”
Although there may be differences in place and time, those who heard of the great incident that occurred in Gansu Province immediately ran out onto the streets and cheered.
Even before the sun rose, those who woke up from their sleep due to the untimely commotion and came out the front door felt embarrassed rather than angry.
“At this hour, when some evil bastards are killing hens and falling asleep… … “Why on earth are you guys talking in front of someone else’s house?”
If it had been normal, we would have immediately grabbed each other by the collar because of the sharp words.
However, the crowd who drove out the dawn with cheers and shouts only shouted one after another in great excitement.
“Great victory! Great victory!”
“What kind of nonsense is that? That’s not what I’m asking… … for a moment. What do you mean Mahayana?”
“Hey, look at this guy. “I guess you haven’t heard the news yet.”
“You didn’t know? “The rebels from Xinjiang invaded Gansu without even knowing what they were doing, and ended up being massacred!”
“What? “Are they targeting Gansu?”
Those who heard the news later opened their eyes wide, and the shock they felt was the same regardless of their status.
How could it not be so?
Just a year ago, the group called Amcheon (暗天), which was only talked about by those with big eyes and sharp ears, has now become known to even rich people living in isolated corners of the countryside.
Weightlifting in Xinjiang, demons beyond the desert.
Even the notoriety of the Demonic Cult, which caused a bloody storm called the Great War of True Demons half a century ago, could not be compared to the current darkness.
In the past, what the Demonic Cult wanted to conquer was the Jungwon Martial Forest, but Amcheon wants to conquer the world itself.
Reverse heaven.
Just as the two letters mean, they are a group of weightlifters who want to turn the sky upside down, go against natural law, and destroy the unified dynasty and peace that were established after many difficult times.
That was the dark spring, so the people of the great country were cheering through the streets at this very moment.
“Huh, is there such a slope? “No, but just how big of a victory did it take to cause such a fuss?”
To the question of someone who had lost all sleep, a triumphant answer was heard from the crowd.
“Don’t be surprised. From what I heard, tens of thousands of weightlifters were killed or captured in just one battle.”
“Wow, Suman!”
It was only for a moment that I held my breath in vain at the enormous number of people who had escaped from a pseudo-group and the resulting major, when voices immediately refuting came out from somewhere.
“What nonsense? “A martial artist I know well told me that they killed 100,000 people in half a day.”
“Hundred thousand? “Wasn’t it 300,000?”
“What are you all talking about? “I heard he destroyed over a million weightlifters.”
“If you want to hear this, you should talk nonsense in moderation. Even so, it’s still not a million, is it?”
“Then just split it in half and get 500,000. No, let’s say 300,000.”
“300,000 is too much. “Where on earth did you hear that?”
“Are you Amcheon? “Can’t you understand the mood right now?”
“No, why is the story going like that all of a sudden…” … .”
“So, are you going to make it 300,000 or not?”
“… … “Can I decide that?”
“Oh, three hundred thousand! Just know that I cannot give in any more!”
“Oh, I understand. Let’s do that. “I’m sure you know 300,000, so please calm down.”
“Now we can understand each other a bit. Now, follow along. Long live the great nation!”
“Long live the great nation.”
“Uh-huh, your voice is small!”
“Ma, long live!”
“It’s so much better. Now, this time, it’s the Murim League of Heaven!”
“… … “When will this end?”
“There are still some left. “The next one is the Fire God Dragon, no, after Sangsan, you will live in the 1000s, so think ahead.”
Although a small number of people reacted with trepidation, most civilians gave generous cheers to the Murim Alliance.
And it was a very surprising change in perception compared to just a few years ago.
Even though the political factions centered on the Nine factions and the Five Great Families dominated the central martial arts world, the prolonged peace brought about corruption, and power was imbued with negativity.
If you wear white clothes without any blemishes, will your heart become white as well?
Since time immemorial, stagnant water is bound to rot one day, and perfect good and evil have never existed anywhere.
But now it’s different.
“After Sangsan, live a thousand years!”
“Heavenly Fire Divine Dragon!”
Every time I think about how much has changed due to the presence of just one person, I can’t help but be amazed.
Jin Tae-kyung.
His footsteps, which started about two years ago, were as deep and gigantic as those of a giant.
Not only did the Taiyuan Jin family, which was gradually collapsing, become the loser of the entire region that extended beyond Shanxi Province to the northern grasslands, but establishing itself as a member of the Five Great Families was only a part of what he achieved.
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Jin Tae-gyeong was the descendant of the Fire King Jeokcheongang and the successor to Yeolhwamun. He was a young giant who raised the banner of a new martial arts alliance with the noble warriors of the martial arts, and he fought against Dark Heaven based on inaction that belied his age. He was a governor.
Now, among the martial arts people in the world, there was no one who did not know Jin Tae-gyeong’s name.
There were no people who doubted or were jealous of the meaning and weight of the four letters, ‘Yeolhwashinryong (烈火神龍)’.
No, I didn’t even dare to do that.
Jin Tae-kyung proved himself, and countless eyes watched it all clearly.
And this did not just happen within the steel fence of martial arts.
I say this to all the people of the world!
Son of Heaven.
A great being who rules over the mountains and rivers on behalf of the sky has made a decree to the whole world.
The emperor, who revealed all the evil plans that Amcheon had been carrying out, appointed his only remaining brother as the emperor, declared the evil spirits beyond the desert to be traitors, and built a solid wall between Guan and Wulin for a long time. was demolished in one fell swoop.
It was none other than a battering ram named Jin Tae-gyeong, Sangsanhu (上山侯).
In the name of the Son of Heaven, I command you to fight as one! Protect your rivers and mountains from the powerful weightlifters who dare to go against the law of nature!
In this way, the name Jin Tae-gyeong went beyond the martial arts world and became synonymous with the Eight Emperors of the Nine States and the Five Tigers of the Four Seas.
His presence was that of a young giant who would lead a new era for the Murim people, and was imprinted on countless people as a guardian of the imperial family and a great general of the world who followed the commands of the solemn emperor and suppressed traitors.
In addition to being a martial artist, he is also a prominent concubine personally appointed by the emperor.
It was an unprecedented event not only in a great nation but also in any history, but it became a reality and the young hero was fighting at every moment to end this terrible turbulent times.
And, we won again.
“Waaaa!”
“The Great State and the Wulin have finally become one and are driving out the Lidu. Isn’t this all thanks to the reign of His Majesty the Emperor and the activities of Shang Shanhu!”
“It’s impossible not to get drunk on a day like this. “Please bring me a bucket of alcohol, no, three!”
Although it was passed down through word of mouth and was exaggerated, it is a Mahayana that no one can deny.
As it was not enough to fill their cups, those who came out into the streets happily drank their glasses as a snack of their victory in Gansuk.
They all praised the emperor, thanked Jin Tae-gyeong and the Murim Alliance for risking their lives to protect all the people of the world, and were relieved that they and their relatives could be safe because of it.
I was filled with vague expectations and hopes that perhaps this war could end quickly without much damage.
“Now, drink! hurry!”
“Drink it up! All the way! “That’s right!”
Wherever we went, there was constant laughter, and no trace of fear could be seen on the faces of the people who were having a big party everywhere.
The Murim people and the people.
They all laughed out loud and enjoyed the joy of victory to the fullest.
At least for that day.
Until a peregrine falcon flew from the far western frontier, Cheonghae, and ended its tiring journey.
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When I was young, I was very disappointed if I couldn’t remember the dream I had last night.
It must have been an interesting story, I thought.
But one day I found out.
Not being able to remember your dreams means you won’t have to shudder from the lingering effects of your nightmares.
Of course, that didn’t make the fact that I had a nightmare go away.
“Now, here.”
As soon as I opened my eyes on the shaking saddle of a horse, the first thing I saw was Hyuk Moo-jin’s face. And it was a piece of cloth in the guy’s hand.
“… … what?”
“What is it? Take it. “I can’t clean it for you.”
“ah.”
Only then did I vividly feel the texture of the clothes clinging to my whole body. What kind of dream did I have that caused me to be in a cold sweat like this?
‘It’s obvious.’
After becoming a hunter, the nightmares I often had were usually divided into two categories.
The person who died because I couldn’t save him.
Or someone who died by my hand.
‘Ah, recently one was added for the first time in a long time.’
I suddenly remembered this.
A strange, unidentified dream.
Memories of the past that could never exist in my head, that Jin Tae-kyung of Taewonjinga, not Jin Tae-kyung of Korea, experienced.
At that time, I was ruminating inwardly, wondering if the dream I had a little while ago had a similar content.
Beep!
The cries of birds echoing from somewhere in the air, breaking my momentary thoughts.
It’s as if we’re being told to focus on the present rather than a dream that’s just an illusion.
‘Well, it’s not the time.’
I shook my head slightly and pulled up the heat energy inside my body.
Wow. Fighting.
With the thick steam gushing out, my wet clothes became dry in an instant. Hyuk Mujin muttered in a dazed voice, her face flushed from the warm heat.
“… … ah. right. “There was also a method like this.”
“yes. “Unlike you.”
“… … “Are you deceiving me now?”
“huh.”
“No, if you say that, I don’t have anything to say… … .”
The moment when Hyuk Moo-jin blurted out his words.
Beep!
Hearing the crying sound once again, I suddenly raised my head and looked at the sky.
And then his eyes widened.
“… … !”
A red wet book was hanging from the ankle of a hawk swimming in the air with its large wings spread.