Chapter 233
The middle-aged man stared down at the transparent blade.
Knife-like features and tightly closed lips. The head, which had begun to mix with sparse white hairs, was reflected in the sword body.
It wasn’t until a moment later that he suddenly opened his mouth.
“I had a lot of trouble waiting.”
A low but powerful voice resonates throughout the large room. However, no one was anywhere as far as the eye could see.
The answer came from the ceiling above the middle-aged man’s head.
“It is my duty.”
The main character of the whispering voice was a person called Secret Line. In the previous generation, in the previous generation. Biseons existed hundreds of years before the family was first established.
They swore absolute allegiance to only one person, the family head, and they were a hidden thread, as the name suggests.
The tens of thousands of pieces of information flowing along that thread could be quietly forgotten or become a weapon to choke someone.
“Okay, any news?”
“yes. It is heavenly level.”
“It’s heavenly.”
A middle-aged man’s finger swiped the sword body. All the news that Biseon had delivered until now were confidential, but they were divided into heaven, earth, and human according to their severity.
Thousand level is the highest among them.
Even as a middle-aged man who has already led a family for nearly twenty years, it was never a common occurrence.
“It’s been a while. Is this the first time since the Huangshan Wave?”
Huangshan wave is a prestigious green onion with a long history. However, it is also a name that is slowly being forgotten in the memory of the world.
survival of the fittest.
Moorim is a cruel world that does not look back at those who have been weeded out. The middle-aged man culled the Huang Fang and ate their corpses.
“It must have been a while before the seal was unlocked.”
“The Huangsan Faction has already collapsed. Even if the seal is released, it cannot be recovered.”
“if?”
“The mountain lord has returned.”
The fingertips that were caressing the sword body stopped abruptly at the short answer.
“… … Is that true?”
“No doubt.”
mountain lord, lord of the mountain.
Some might tilt their heads, saying, “What kind of floating clouds are you talking about?”
There are many mountains in the world, but you can play a sutra, saying, “Do you care about the owner?”
However, here in Anhui Province, the owner of the mountain is a word that refers to only one person.
“Hwawang Jeokcheongang… … “
An unprecedented master who faced a thousand warriors single-handedly.
Mt. Jiuhua was his domain and was the sacred ground of Yeolhwamun, which had been passed down for hundreds of years.
On the day that the Demonic Cultists set fire to Mt. Jihwa, an old man who had been growing old became the King of Fire.
Thanks to him, the people of Anhui Province, who protected their precious nest, began to call him Sanju with respect.
“When and where did the news come from?”
“It’s a report that you passed through the North Gate two o’clock ago.”
“What is your destination?”
“It’s Jiuhua Mountain.”
Right.”
The middle-aged man, who nodded slightly, suddenly felt strange.
From the time he became the head of household until now, he has received numerous reports from secret sources and asked for opinions, but he has never once affirmed.
But this time it was different.
Sensing the master’s question, Biseon opened his mouth first.
“I went with my disciple. It is natural to go to the priesthood.”
“student?”
The middle-aged man frowned. Yeolhwamun is a one-man tradition. Isn’t there only one disciple of the King of Fire?
Although it was about twenty years ago, he clearly remembered the events related to the King of Fire.
“Have you come back to that cruel bastard?”
“I am not a thinking person. It has been confirmed that he died three months ago.”
“And you found a new disciple?”
“yes.”
A low-pitched voice continued.
“Jin Tae-gyeong, you turned 21 this year, and you are a direct descendant of Tae-won Jin’s family.”
“I think it’s the first time I’ve heard your name or family name.”
“It is the same blood as Hwayang Sword, which was active in the Jeongma Daejeon, and Jincheon Sword, which has recently been called the Tenbongryong and is showing prominence.”
“Ah, that’s the price.”
“yes.”
Fortunately, the two names that came out of Biseon’s mouth are quite familiar even to middle-aged people.
“Hmm, that’s right.”
The middle-aged man was deep in thought, forgetting even the existence of secret lines.
Jin Tae-gyeong of Taewon Jinga. A new disciple of the King of Fire, Jeokcheongang. A strange name no matter how you think about it. But now I had to get used to it.
‘The lineage of the frontier warriors was chosen by the King of Fire.’
It is impossible to accept a young man who has exceeded the terms and conditions as a new disciple unless there is some reason.
‘It would be one of them. Either he caught the weakness of the King of Fire, or he has extremely excellent martial arts, regardless of age or origin.’
The more the thought continued, the strands were caught.
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By the time the middle-aged man, lost in thought, opened his mouth again, a considerable amount of time had already passed.
“Move all the small wires.”
Soseon were countless informants who moved under secret lines.
They bring information from all over the world and flow to middle-aged people through secret lines.
“Everyone?”
In the voice of Biseon who asked back, unlike before, there was a faint surprise.
The middle-aged man’s order meant that the majority of the family’s information power would be poured into one person.
However, the surprise was short-lived, and Biseon, realizing his duty, hurriedly replied.
“I have committed disrespect.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll give you a moonpo, so do whatever it takes to find out everything about that disciple.”
“Johnny.”
“I’ll be busy for a while.”
The traces of esotericism that recognized the hidden meaning of the words disappeared as if they had been washed.
The silver form technique that reached the end of the climax. He will spend the next 15 days without blinking his eyes.
I can’t just be playing.’
The middle-aged man slowly rose from his seat.
Unlike his father, who was a warrior to the bone, he was born with the blood of a leader.
Dignity overflowed from the body of a middle-aged man who had led the family since his days in Soga-ju and solidified his position as a loser.
Jerk, jerk, jerk.
A middle-aged man crossed the wide space with big steps and opened the door wide.
About a dozen escorts surrounding the palace greeted him on one knee.
“Meet the householder!”
The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
Each and every one of them was an outstanding swordsman and a blood relative.
A gigantic group gathered under the surname Namgung, a giant tree rooted in the world.
“Gather your family members. It’s a nice day, so let’s have a drink together.”
“Honorable name!”
Namgungryong, a middle-aged man, looked up at the sky.
There was an endless expanse of blue sky without a single cloud.
I opened my mouth with the most serious face in the world.
“I have a wish that I have cherished for a long time.”
Jeokcheongang also replied in a serious voice.
“Oldbu also has one wish.”
“If you don’t mind, can I speak first?”
“Excuse me enough.”
“Then I will excuse myself just this once.”
“Do you want to excuse your pants? Can you make me poop for the rest of my life, not just this once?”
“… … ah.”
If my mother had seen this scene, she would have collapsed.
I was so sad that I felt like crying, but I held it back and opened my mouth again.
“Please listen just once.”
“Oh no, I’m fooling you. It’s obvious, but I’ll listen to you once.”
I swallowed my dry spit and said my wish.
“Can’t we stop by just once?”
“Is that your wish?”
yes.”
“Then don’t tell me the old man’s wish either.”
Jeokcheongang stared at me with terrifying eyes.
“Shut up and follow me.”
“… … No, why?”
“You say you want to train? I’m going to practice, but why are there so many complaints?
“When did I say no?
Since we’re going to be stuck in the mountains for half a year, let’s eat until we’re full and wash up just once before that!”
My cry resonated in the darkness of the mountain.
right. The place we are standing at now is the entrance to Jiuhua Mountain located in Anhui Province.
“Seven weeks from Shanseo to Henan! It took another seven days and nights to travel from Henan to Anhui. I haven’t been able to sleep well for a while.”
At least, until we arrived in Hanam, I had given him a good night’s sleep, but after leaving the residence of Goengdo, it was literally nothing.
Without even having time to eat, he chewed jerky and ran and ran again.
“I wanted to eat Sanchae Bibimbap at Shaolin Temple!”
The only proper meal during the 15-day forced march was at an inn in Luoyang.
“Even that, Noya ate all of his legs by himself! Leaving only meat on one wing!”
I was just trying to grab a few pieces of meat, but some black swordsman came out and interrupted, and the Under Armor monk appeared and took me to Shaolin Temple.
“When I said that we should go to an inn, what did Noya say? I’m almost there. You told me to go and rest!”
“So you all came. Sulfuric Acid.”
Jeok Chun-gang, who had been cleaning his ears with his dirty little fingernails, blew on his ears.
“Go and rest. When you go up, you can eat, wash, and sleep.”
“Even if you eat full, it’s beef jerky and Byeokgokdan. Not to mention hot water, bathing in the forest, and not even letting you sleep for half a day!”
“Uhhhh!”
Jeokcheongang, who had been laughing, stopped laughing. At the same time, a bleak aura emanated from his body.
“This is why I don’t like children who have good feelings.”
Ed brother… … No, goose bumps run down my spine.
An ice-cold voice spewed from his mouth.
“Yes, your guess is correct. I plan to sleep half a day and roll like a dog.”
“omg.”
“After squeezing out every single drop of oil from your body with the Byeokgokdan, I’ll give you the maximum amount of training a human can imagine without missing a day for half a year.”
“Ah, the devil.”
“Did you call the old lady a devil? I need to increase the intensity of training.”
“Oh, no. This is a scam.”
“Why don’t you know that by the time you realize it, it’s already too late?”
“wait a minute. I’m going to visit you for a while.”
The King of Fire spread his wrinkled palm toward me as I slowly backtracked.
“When you come, you can, but not when you go.”
Whoaaaaagh!
The irresistible, unprecedented power turned into a rope and tied my whole body tightly.
As far as now, neither the superhuman physical ability nor the one-year-old Gong-rye were able to demonstrate their strength.
I try to hold on somehow, but it’s already too late. Following his gestures, my body floated into the air.
“Huh, empty space?”
“If you know, come quickly.”
Whoa!
The next moment, I hit the Jeokcheon River at a speed faster than an arrow. It was shot. And at the same time, his wrinkled fingers brushed somewhere on my neck.
An ominous sound piercing the ears with a stinging pain.
Beep!
-[Bleeding] I got it!
-[Blood Transfusion] pointed out. You can’t beat your sleep!
– 5 seconds, 4 seconds, 3 seconds, 2 seconds… … .
Drowsiness came along with the system’s countdown.
Between the blurred consciousness, Jeokcheongang’s voice slowly fades away.
“Today, I’ll put you to sleep for two special hours.”
Big Sibeol, thank you very much.
I fell asleep without being able to spit out the words that lingered on the tip of my tongue.
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growl. growl.
“A young man’s strength is a merchant.”
Jeokcheongang stuck out his tongue as he looked at Jin Taegyeong, who was soundly asleep.
Void water and point blood are not omnipotent. Depending on who the opponent is, the power that goes into it also changes.
It was a shame because I knew he was this kind of guy.
“It seems like yesterday when we first met in Shanseo, but we’ve already reached this point… … Wow, what a weird guy.”
Just as Jeokcheongang let out a bloody sigh, his vision blurred and his legs relaxed.
“omg!”
chin.
He barely came to his senses and grabbed onto a nearby tree.
As if I had been covered with cold water while sleeping, my heart pounded and I woke up.
“This, this.”
Is it because I used up too much power at once? If not, was it the reason why the old body couldn’t handle the rough journey?
Jeokcheongang bit his lip. Although he has passed his heyday as a martial artist, he is a master of the highest level.
Old is something other than the body.
‘I must hurry. I don’t have much time.’
Perhaps it was for this reason that his close friend Guengdo asked him to leave immediately.
Jeokchun-gang, who recovered his body, carried Jin Tae-gyeong on his back. Although he was over 100 years old, the young man’s large body felt as light as a feather.
“Not yet. Not yet.”
He murmured in a very old voice and moved on.
Dozens of streets are erased in one step, and the scenery flies by.
Soon, a thick fog rolled in and erased his traces.