Login Murim Episode 938
“Has it been about fifty years?”
Jeokcheongang muttered as he looked at the garden full of colorful flowering plants.
“At that time, Yeosan in Shaanxi Province looked exactly like this. “It was spring, so all kinds of plants were in full bloom.”
It is not simply the mutterings of an old man immersed in old memories.
These were also words addressed to someone leaning against a wall full of moss.
“Sohwasan (小華山).”
“huh?”
“It’s a fire extinguishing mountain. “Not Yeosan.”
A calm yet clear voice.
In response to Gungseong’s rebuttal, Jeokcheongang shook his head.
“No way. I vividly remember soaking in the hot spring water. “Since ancient times, when talking about hot springs, Yeosan has been the name of Yeosan.”
“It wasn’t a hot spring, it was a small pond. “Until someone said they hated cold water and heated the pond with a hot pot.”
“Is that so?”
“You seem to have forgotten that the King of the Blades went on a rampage and a fight almost broke out.” “That guy?”
At the sight of Gungseong nodding his head, his enemy, Cheon Gang, frowned.
“I don’t remember, but I’ve always been an idiot now and then. “You’re making such a fuss just because the water was a little warm.”
“It was worth it, because King Byeokryeok was already in the pond at that time.”
“It was so big that they probably thought it was a bear.”
Gungseong let out a small sigh at Jeokcheongang’s shameless answer.
“You’re still the same.”
“In the end, people are no different from those flowers. If you are exposed to wind and rain day and night and the environment suddenly changes, you are bound to die. “If you always remain consistent like Nobu, won’t you live as long as one day?”
“So, did you come to me to tell me the secret to living a long life?”
“Does Nobu look so leisurely?”
“You don’t look that busy when you come to me so unexpectedly and even bring up old times that I don’t want to remember, do you?
Jeokcheongang smiled bitterly at the quiet voice flowing into his ears.
This time, I had no choice but to agree with Gungseong’s words.
No matter how much I think about it, it was not a happy memory.
In the spring of fifty years ago, when I can’t remember the exact time anymore, they didn’t gather there just to laugh and talk.
“Three thousand people climbed the mountain together, and before a day had passed, half of them had their bones buried there.”
And Sohwasan Mountain, which was green in the sunny spring, became a volcano completely colored red.
It’s still good before my eyes.
A fire was rising up the side of the mountain.
Blood mixed with the valley water, and countless corpses were lying everywhere.
Jongnam. volcano. Hebei Paengga.
In addition, the small and medium-sized political factions that were not engraved in the minds of the world for a long time
For example, Hwayanggeom Jin Baekyang, who was a scholar of the Taewonjin family at the time, was also there. The 3,000 elite warriors advanced like waves toward the ten thousand demon cultists led by five great demon heads, and collapsed, spattering blood instead of pure white foam.
And at dawn, at the center of them shouting in victory over the mountains of corpses of demonic cultists, there were two kings and a star.
“One thousand three hundred and nineteen people.”
“······I”
“This is the number of people who died that day.”
A low voice suddenly resounds through the night air.
Jeokcheongang stopped for a moment and slowly turned around.
“Did you remember? “All of them?”
Although her body has become younger, the years in her eyes remain the same.
In the old Jeokcheongang’s eyes, the image of a woman with eyes similar to his own was reflected.
“I have never forgotten. “Not even for a moment”
“······I didn’t know. “I wonder if he was this kind of person.”
“Knowing them doesn’t change anything. It’s like I just remember them.”
Gungseong, who was silent for a moment, added.
“Because it was just that kind of time.”
Jeokcheongang nodded slightly and frowned.
“Yes, I did.”
The momentum of the Demonic Cult at that time was fearsome.
No, it was overwhelming.
The 100,000 Demon Dao (十萬魔道), which arrived like a wave, crushed the Kunlun faction and crossed Qinghai City, then divided into three branches and marched without hesitation.
From Sichuan to Gansu and beyond Shaanxi to the heart of the so-called Central Plains (中原).
It was a huge wave that even the nine factions and the five major factions could not stop, and the forces of the political factions that were unable to unite and protect their respective territories collapsed in an instant.
The feat of conquering the world of magic, which the Demonic Cult had longed for for a long time, was no longer a foolish story.
Until one person appeared.
“Do you know what Nobu was thinking that day when he slaughtered and killed all of those who dared set fire to Mt. Guhua Mountain?”
Jeokcheongang continued speaking without waiting for Gungseong’s answer.
“I made a promise deep in my heart. Until the last moment of my life, I will kill at least one more demonic cultist.”
In a situation where the war was already tilted, it was crazy to fight against the Demonic Cult with a single body.
A crazy thing that he was able to do because he was the Fire King, Jeokcheongang, and not anyone else.
“But there was someone even crazier than Nobu.”
Jeokcheongang laughed.
It was because I remembered the time when they were about to attack the demonic cultists who had driven out the Namgung family and occupied Anhui Castle.
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“I could not believe it that 3,000 demonic cultists were defeated by one person.
Those three thousand demonic cultists were no longer just idiots who had escaped the third class.
They are elites born through the harsh training of the Demon Cult, and fanatics who have pledged absolute loyalty to the Heavenly Demon.
In addition, there were two great demon heads that had reached the pinnacle of perfection.
“Of course, I had no choice but to believe it later.”
Because it was an incredibly unbelievable story, several of the fleeing demons were captured and interrogated, and it was confirmed that the two leaders and half of the troops had evaporated.
And that too by someone unknown.
“At that moment, I suddenly remembered what my late teacher often said. “The world is wide and there are many masters, so we must work harder.”
But soon I found out
all.
It was not that Jeokcheongang was lacking, but that the unknown man was exceptional.
No, no matter who you are, you have no choice but to become ordinary compared to him.
“Musin (武神).”
I don’t know where I’m from, my name, or my age.
Even his face is not well known.
He freely handled all types of martial arts, and Yeokyongjuk (易用術) was no exception.
Nevertheless, everyone believed in and followed Musin.
He was like that.
It was the only light that illuminated a world immersed in darkness, and it was the sun that alone floated in the sky.
However, because of that, I couldn’t get closer to him like my instincts did and could only circle around him.
Out of concern that the wind carried by their carefully extended hand gestures might extinguish their only lamp.
I was worried that if I took one step closer, I would be burned by the intense heat radiating from the sun.
“In that way, Mushin’s identity was not revealed until the end. No, you couldn’t even imagine it. Even Cheonmyeonhori (天面孤理) served him closer than anyone else.”
But now I know.
The secret of martial arts that was not known to the world.
In addition, I was finally able to understand Jeokcheon River.
How could he be called a warrior?
“Did you say it was divine power? “That unknown power.”
At Jeokcheongang’s thoughts that seemed to be talking to himself, Gungseong slowly got up from his seat.
“Why are you planning to spread rumors here and there?”
“Now that I’m barely in my golden years and living as a human being again, I can’t be treated like a senile old man.”
Jeokcheon-gang, possessed by a self-smirking laugh, opened his mouth.
“So you didn’t stop talking even though you knew clearly that Nobu was listening? “Just because you’re that guy’s teacher?”
“I just thought there was no reason to hide it.”
Gungseong continued speaking while gazing at the Jeokcheon River.
“I’ve already seen it on the battlefield. A teacher and student willing to give up their lives to save each other.”
”······!”
“That’s when I realized. How much trust is there between the two people? So it was pointless to hide the truth.”
There’s nothing to hide, there’s no secret
Gungseong accurately sensed the relationship between the two priests, and even as unbelievable stories were being exchanged, he felt the energy of Jeokcheongang, who was silently observing the situation without wavering, and was confident.
“Since when did you know? “The fact that your student is more special than others.”
Jeokcheongang answered in a calm voice. “From the beginning until now. always.”
“I think there is a bit of a misunderstanding. What I mean is, since when have you known the truth about that child?
“Is it that important?”
Jeokcheongang, who cut off what he was about to say, looked at the palace.
Suddenly, her image was reflected in his deeply sunken eyes.
“Nothing changes. From the day Nobu accepted him as his disciple, we shared everything and were together.”
At that moment, Gungseong suddenly narrowed his eyebrows.
It wasn’t because he didn’t get the answer he wanted, but because he felt the air around him slowly heating up.
Ugh
The wind stopped. The air trembled. And at the center of it all, there was the Hwawang (火王) Jeokcheongang.
“But.”
The head that had been facing the garden all along slowly turns around.
The reddish glow of the eyes flickered like a will-o’-the-wisp in the darkness.
“Did you put such an old man’s disciple in danger just for the sake of an insignificant confirmation?
At the moment when Jin Tae-kyung collapsed, blood spattering, Jeokcheon-gang did not forget the anger and despair that dominated his entire body.
Even if his disciple becomes strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the elders of the prestigious sect, or perhaps even with the lords of the sect.
Even though he is not a young man like his peers, he is capable of calling himself a master of the school.
Jin Tae-kyung was his only disciple. Hwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
A white flower rising like a whirlwind.
In the haze rising from the terrible heat, the palace calmly opened its mouth.
“Two thousand five hundred and sixty-two people.”
Jeokcheongang’s steps, which were heading towards the palace, suddenly stopped.
Two thousand five hundred and sixty-two people. Because I felt like I knew what that unknown answer meant.
“This is the number of our soldiers who died in the grand banquet hall three days ago.”
“I know very well. but······
A cool voice, different from the energy he possessed, flowed from between Jeokcheongang’s lips.
“If someone had taken the first step, not half of them would have died.”
“yes. It must have been like that, right?’
“what!”
Hwareuk.
At that time, when the heat of the flame rising from Jeokcheongang’s entire body became stronger, Gungseong calmly spoke.
“Still, I had to see it with my own eyes. Is that child truly the chosen one? “What kind of strength and mentality do you have?”
“dare······!”
“After a battle, I always counted the number of dead to remember them.”
“Can’t you shut that mouth?r
“But ten times, a hundred times what it was three days ago… No, if a thousand times more people died, would you still be as angry as you are now?”
“For you, it may have been an insignificant confirmation that put your beloved student in danger, but for me, it was not.”
Looking at Jeokcheongang’s trembling eyes, Gungseong opened his mouth.
“It was a decision made for much more than that, perhaps for the whole world.”
Because that’s also why he chose me.
It was the moment when a small remark spread through the cool night air.
Sabak.
A faint sign of recognition could be heard from far away in the darkness.
The two people turned their heads at the same time and saw Hyuk Moo-jin running towards them with all his might.