Chapter 148
In the warm atmosphere of 100,000 nyang, Jin Wi-gyeong and Hong-jin exchanged greetings.
“It is said to be the Jinwigyeong of Taewon Jinga.
I am beyond happy to see Comrade Do, whom I have only heard about.”
“I don’t know what to do since Sogaju of the Jinga of Dae Taewon welcomes me so much. Please feel free to call me Comrade Hong from now on.”
“Still, can you do that to someone in the ranks?”
“Oh, you are too hard. Call me comfortably.”
“Haha, is that so, Comrade Hong?”
What is the sudden mood communism.
When I was contemplating whether this was Pyongyang or Murim, Jin Wi-gyeong’s gaze turned this way after completing Tongseongmyeong.
“hmm. Is Taekyung here?”
yes.”
He answered politely, noticing the heavy voice that was different from usual.
It seems that Jin Wi-gyeong’s personal prestige, as well as the entire family, is a disgrace if she behaves as usual in front of outsiders.
“So, did I greet Her Highness well?”
It wasn’t just a greeting, I also did a solo fan signing event.
Hongjin smiled and patted my shoulder.
“His Highness was very happy. Usually, he really wanted to see Gongja Jin here.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“yes. No matter how much he loved it, he never thought of letting go.”
“Uh-huh, our youngest… … no. My brother seems to like it.”
“It deserves it. He has a handsome face, he is tall and he has a good body.
Ughhmm, I don’t know how to say this, but actually, Taekyung is a great talent. It wouldn’t be strange if he was born in the same place as Oh Dae-se and not from his parents’ family.”
Hong-jin hardened his face at the sight of Jin Wi-gyeong, who forgot to weigh himself and made a noise with excitement.
“The best thing in the world? Jin Soga Lord. You joke too much.”
“yes? what is that?”
“To say that Confucius Jin will become the best man in the world. Even if I don’t have a relationship with Moorim, don’t you think it’s too funny?”
“… … Home.”
Jin Wei-gyeong let out an uncomfortable cough in the moment of heated atmosphere. Then, Hong-jin spoke again.
“If you are at the level of a Jin Gongja, you can become the best person in the world.”
“……!”
“Congratulations in advance, Soga-lord. The best person of all ages and moderns is coming out of Jinga in Taewon, which is the prosperity of Shanseo Province.”
Qin Yuqing shouted with a face full of emotion.
“Comrade Hong!”
“Lord Jin Soga!”
Having lived in the imperial palace for 20 years, indeed, his tongue-in-cheek skills are not common.
I hung my tongue as I saw Jin Wi-gyeong, who was delighted as if he had met his soul mate.
“I can’t. It’s not like this here, I’ve prepared a place for you, so let’s have a drink…?”
“What? I’m not good at drinking.”
“Ah, how pitiful it is.”
“I can’t eat without it.”
“Comrade Hong!”
“Lord Jin Soga!”
See how well it fits.
As the two laughed and shrugged their shoulders and disappeared, Wipin looked at me with a puzzled look.
“Is the author really a provincial commander?”
“It’s unfortunate, but it’s true.”
“I heard that you are from the inner court, but I didn’t expect you to be so frivolous.”
Well, then, what will happen to Jin Wi-gyeong, who was originally a military man who even hurt him?
Jin Moo-gyeong, who had a rotten expression from earlier, opened her mouth.
“Originally, he is such a small person. Last time, he gently stroked my shoulder. I tried to break my arm, but I barely held it in.”
He tore the cloth he was holding in his hand and tossed it on the ground.
“Then I have something important to do.”
“Your business must be moose and training.”
“Is there anything more important than training for a warrior?”
“… … no.”
You make me speechless.
At that time when I was speechless and lost my appetite, a clear voice resounded.
“Wow, just like my grandfather always says.”
In an instant, the gazes of Wei Peng and Jin Moo-gyeong pierced Cheongpung like an awl.
When seen by the common people, he is a young man with a slightly unique atmosphere. It’s just that much, but it’s different for masters.
As the eyebrows of the two raised up, Cheongpung looked back at me with a puzzled face.
“Oh, benefactor. Did I do anything wrong?”
“The fault is that moose are just amazing. Right, you two?”
The two of them just nodded their heads, keeping their eyes fixed on Cheongpung.
A fresh young, peaked master. They might have wondered about the identity of the blue wind that came out of nowhere.
“At this point, let’s even say each other’s names. This is Cheongpung.”
As soon as I finished my words, Cheongpung bowed his head.
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“Hello, I’m Qingfeng! I’ve only been to Shanxi for a few days. Before that, I was in Henan and… where did this guy come from? It’s written just like that on their faces.
the expected sea. I briefly and clearly explained the identity of the blue wind.
“I am the son of the swordsman.”
“……!”
The name of the swordsman Maijonghak is definitely a cheat key to the Murim people.
When the two opened their mouths wide in shock and were unable to speak, Cheongpung asked carefully.
“Well, by the way, which of the two of you is the Jincheon Sword?”
Jin Moo-gyeong, still unable to get out of the shock, gave a stammered answer.
“My, I am Jincheon Sword. But really, the great meeting of the Sword Master Maijong School… … ?”
“yes. He is our grandfather.”
“omg!”
His expression was several times more surprised than when he saw the level of flame height.
It was only natural that a disciple of a master of transcendence, who had already been known to have lived in seclusion decades ago, and a young man called his grandson popped out.
“Unbelievable… …
“The descendant of the Sword Saint.”
Cheongpung looked at the two people who couldn’t help but smile brightly.
“I didn’t even know until I descended.”
“Little cow. Maybe Mae Daehyeop also hassan??… The questioning voice was filled with anticipation and excitement.
Both of them are swordsmen who have been training their swords all their lives. Maejonghak was a person who had attained the level of kendo (劍道) to the point of earning the nickname of swordsman, so he was like a god to them.
However, Cheongpungeun’s answer shattered the expectations of the two.
“No, I was the only one who secretly ran away. There are people I want to meet.”
“I can’t… …
“But by the way… … “Cheongpung, looking at the two people who were sad, opened his mouth again.
His twinkling eyes had been fixed on Jin Moo-gyeong from before.
“Are you really a small group with Jincheon sword? The one of the Ten Peaked Dragons?”
“That’s right, I am Jinmugyeong.”
“Wow, I finally found it!”
“… … hmm?”
“I’ve been looking for that for a long time. From Cheonmuhakgwan in Hanam to here.”
What is it, the person he was looking for was Jin Moo-gyeong?
Not only Wi Peng, but also Jin Moo-gyeong, the person involved, asked with a puzzled expression.
“You mean me?”
“yes. It’s close, and I don’t want it to be bad for the first start.”
“The first one. What do you mean?”
“Bimuhaeng (比武行).”
Cheongpung laughed softly. It was a completely different kind of bright and pure laughter that I had seen so far.
“I made a decision while descending. I won’t go back until I defeat all the Ten Bongryongs.”
“”……!”
..!”
“My grandfather did. Unmanned people don’t need to talk. He only competes with martial arts.”
Swoop.
At that moment, I felt the heat. Suddenly, purple light flared up from the whole body of the blue wind.
It’s a sight you’ve seen before.
‘Jahahagong.’
The energy of the extreme positive ignited the cold.
The ground melted and the smoke was scorched. She opened her mouth with the blue wind on her face where the smile disappeared.
“Shall we change seats?”
“Is that necessary?”
Jin Moo-kyung’s words continued.
“Pull out your sword.”
Jimin let out a long breath. The fast beating heart slowly slows down. Breathing is important in combat. Finally, he was ready to draw his sword.
He put his hand on the sword wave and remembered a person’s name.
‘Sword Master Masonry.’
From the first day I held the sword, I have never forgotten its name for a single day.
A legendary swordsman who has reached the ultimate level of the sword, or has reached a state beyond that.
Everyone worshiped the Sword Master, but Jin Moo-gyeong was different.
‘I will defeat him someday.’
If anyone had heard it, they would have snorted. He would have pointed fingers at me saying he was crazy.
No matter how genius Jin Moo-kyung is, he can’t reach the name of swordsman.
Since Maijonghak began to be called the swordsman, no one has been able to surpass him.
Swordsman Maijonghak already wrote a new history of the political sect Murim decades ago and became the main character of the myth.
‘doesn’t care. Because this is my goal.’
It’s not a goal, it’s a goal.
A goal that I had carved into my bones and chest every day while practicing my sword.
And at this moment, there is a person in front of me who has inherited all of Sword Master Maison’s studies.
“My grandfather said that. You are nothing compared to the Tenbongryong. Don’t be conceited.”
Cheongpung slowly stepped forward. A blue-black sack dangled casually around her waist, and her steps were as light as if she were out for a walk.
however….
‘There are no gaps.’
It’s sloppy, but I don’t know when or how to attack the opponent.
Jin Moo-kyung licked his parched lips.
“I’ve never met him… … You overrated.”
“no. She was honestly a little surprised. I mean it.”
Jin Moo-kyung also knows that everything Cheong-pung is saying is sincere. So she felt even more strange.
‘Slightly.’
Twenty years have passed since I practiced the sword. He got to this position based on his talent and hard work.
People in the world called him a genius, nicknamed him Jincheongum, and called him the Ten Bongryeong.
I didn’t think I’d ever been drunk with a fake name like that… … .
‘I’m still a long way off.’
It seems that he got used to the gaze of people who looked up to him before he knew it.
The wounds inflicted by Poongyang not too long ago seemed to be throbbing again.
“You know what?”
“What?”
“That you are strong.”
“To be honest, I wasn’t sure until recently. But now I get it.”
’ ‘Meet me?”
“yes. Meet Jin Sohyup. It’s because I now know what the Ten Bongryong is like.”
“exactly?”
Jin Moo-kyung laughed.
he’s a funny guy The martial arts that are already comparable to the elders of the old file room, or even more, yet untainted innocence.
freedom.
Although he is a warrior, he is not suitable for Murim.
‘It’s the complete opposite of anyone I know.’
Suddenly, one person comes to mind.
A guy who seems to survive somehow, no matter where he is thrown, and at the same time, a guy who fights in the most unmanned manner.
“How old are you?”
“This year is the contract.”
“It’s the same age as me. Is it a coincidence? Or a relationship?”
“yes?”
Jin Moo-gyeong shook his head instead of answering.
In fact, we already know the outcome of this fight. It was because the energy of Ja-Ha-Gong flowing through Cheongpung’s whole body was that overwhelming.
It’s just a pity that I can’t show all my skills against a master of this level.
‘What would he do if he was like this?’
Jin Moo-kyung glanced at his mischievous younger brother. He was licking his lips with a wicked laugh.
You’re f*cked.
Have you ever seen a guy like this to kill? Jin Moo-kyung smiled dejectedly and put his hand on the sword wave. The gong power that boils in the danteon spreads out to the white sea of the limbs.
Cheongpung looked at Jinmugyeong’s sword and opened his mouth.
“My grandfather said that too. There is no need for a jockeying ceremony in the rain dance.”
“I agree.”
next moment.
With a huge roar, the purple light flame and the silver sword clashed.