At Yeon Myeong’s words, Mak Incheol felt an indescribable feeling.
It is said that the sword made by the teacher and completed by himself was used to kill the black magician Yu Gil-jun. A being who had achieved supreme inaction to the point where he was revered as the highest lord of the four heavens and the heaven of apostles – thinking that he had helped defeat such a powerful warrior, regardless of good or evil, made him feel indifferent and distraught for no reason.
I also felt regret. If the yam sword had been made of something better than ordinary iron, it would have enjoyed its glory for a long time.
Yeon-myeong, who was quietly watching Mak In-cheol’s expression, opened his mouth. Now it was time to get to the point.
“So, I’d like you to make me a new sword.”
“….I mean?”
“The head of the main house said that you would be one of the most talented people in the province.”
Party leaders make memorization. Although they do not make swords professionally, through producing and improving various swords over a long period of time, the Tang family’s masters generally have excellent Danya (heating and forging metal) skills. Although it was rare to refine iron to a strong level over a long period of time, like making a sword, they were also top-level masters who constantly mass-produced memorized tools that were close to consumables above a certain level of quality. To the extent that they admit it, Mak In-cheol was clearly an outstanding field manager. Above all else, he is the one who perfected the True Demon Sword. Meeting him in a small town like Hyeonyangchon was definitely fate.
But Mak In-cheol shook his head.
“This is too much praise. And I apologize, but I think my skills are far from sufficient to make a sword worthy of Lord Soga. “How about recognizing someone else?”
“Not enough? Incheol, you?”
“….Even if I were to make a sword again, I’m sure there wouldn’t be one that could surpass the yam sword. What that means is that there would be nothing that wouldn’t be able to withstand Sogaju’s sword blade. From what I heard, in the Nangong family, It is said that there is a sword made by him that is the best in the world, and it may be able to withstand Sogaju’s sword.”
If you are a Namgung family, this is where the Sword King Namgung Jangcheon is located. He is capable of competing on equal footing with Ma Gwang-cheonju Yeon Yeon-hyeok. Even though the royal family of Namgung was not as prosperous as before, he still maintained his status as a royal family. This is why Namgung Jangcheon, known as the best sword in the world, is alive and well. It was no wonder that there was one of the most outstanding field captains in the world there.
However, Yeon Myeong knew that this was not a problem of the leader’s skills. In any case, a sword made of ordinary iron cannot withstand the power of defeat. The swords he used in his past life were also not made of ordinary iron. However, as it withstood defeat several times, the yam sword could be seen as far exceeding the limits of its material. It was absurd to say that Mak In-cheol, who had perfected such a sword, lacked the skills.
Yeon Myeong took out something wrapped in soft cloth from her arms.
“Take this.”
“…What is?”
“Let’s solve it”
In response to Yeon Myeong’s words, Mak Incheol carefully removed the cloth. What appeared was something white. It looked like a piece of bone, but when I touched it, it was so hard that I thought it might be some kind of metal.
“This is something I’ve never seen before. Sogaju. What is this…?”
“If I had to be specific, I could say it’s the horn of a spiritual being. I wish I could make a sword out of it. The material is probably close to metal, but it wouldn’t be easy to melt. Perhaps because it’s imbued with spirituality, it doesn’t flinch in most heat.”
At the time of the decisive battle with Yoo Gil-jun, the Black Snake Lord, Yeon Myeong completely burned him with the Yeoldokgang containing the image of the Fire Dragon and Tiger Poison. What was left at that time was the Yonggak that In-cheol was holding. A precious object that cannot be melted even by the fire dragon’s breath. If I could make a sword with this, wouldn’t I be able to practice the sword demon’s martial arts skills based on defeat without restrictions?
When he first regained his memories of his past life, he thought it would be rare for him to practice martial arts as a sword demon. He simply armed himself with the minimum amount of military force, pretended to be a member of the party, and tried to reveal only memorized martial arts and independent techniques as much as possible. However, he somehow became entangled with Black Snake Lord and ended up killing him. I had to admit it now. The entire martial arts community will be paying attention to you and your party. I don’t know what else might happen. I don’t know if I’ll end up entangled with some strong person again.
So, Yeon Myeong wanted to completely regain the martial arts of his previous life. No, it was as if Muhak had already been regained as Jinki became capable of defeating him. The only problem is that I don’t have the weapons to handle that lack of education.
That is why Yeon Myeong wanted to make a sword using a dragon horn. Heonggak, the food spirit, said that although the dragon’s shell is a piece of bone, it never rots or breaks because it is imbued with the dragon’s spirituality. Defeat is a debilitating force. So much so that not even that yam sword can withstand it. However, wouldn’t a weapon made of dragon horn be able to handle the defeat?
Meanwhile.
‘It’s called spirituality….’
Mak In-cheol was lost in thought as he saw Yeon-cheol in front of him. He soon forgot about the first time he refused to make a sword for himself. As an outstanding field master in his own right, he couldn’t help but become very interested when he saw a material he had never handled before. In fact, as a non-military person, he even had doubts about whether spirit creatures really existed. I’ve heard stories from magistrates that they were lucky enough to take the Needan of a spiritual object and become a master in no time, but it seemed like a very absurd story.
‘You said it doesn’t melt at high heat!’
Mak In-cheol had heard various stories about the natural name from other leaders within the party. A condemnation of the elders that occurred immediately after returning home from the Sogaju competition. Among them, the third elder, Dang Seok-hyeong, was said to have burned to death without even leaving a proper body. Although Mak In-cheol was ignorant of martial arts, he guessed that Yeon Myeong could handle fire and heat. Perhaps the heat is stronger than the flames of the brazier he uses.
Mak In-cheol changed his thinking.
His teacher, who created the famous sword Yam, often told him that if a problem is not solved despite efforts, he should question whether the direction was wrong in the first place. In the process of heating and forging iron, of course honesty is important, but it is also taught that that is not everything. Yajang also said that while making a sword, one must sharpen one’s senses like a swordsman.
‘A metal with spirituality. Heat is useless. direction….’
Mak In-cheol’s eyes, as he was repeating this to himself, begin to come into focus again.
Yeon Myeong did not give a fuss to Mak Incheol and was waiting quietly. It was not just the warrior who achieved enlightenment. Mag In-cheol, a field master, can also gain enlightenment by acting as a clue to past experiences or words he has heard. He had already decided to entrust Yonggak to Incheol, so he believed and waited.
After about 15 minutes, Mak In-cheol came to his senses and spoke.
“…I’m sorry, Sogaju. I suddenly got lost in other thoughts.”
“Okay. I’m just curious. “What were you thinking?”
“You said it was the horn of a spiritual being. It also has spirituality. I thought maybe I should approach it completely differently than when dealing with ordinary metals. Because Master often said that.”
“If you approach it differently… how?”
“Ordinary metals are smelted through a process of heating, melting, and cooling in a flame. This series of processes to remove impurities and increase purity requires heat sufficient to melt the metal. However, the horn of this spirit imbued with spirituality Since it doesn’t melt in the heat, perhaps it can be smelted with the cold…”
Mak In-cheol’s voice became quiet towards the end, perhaps because he felt a little vain even as he spoke.
however.
Oh, Yeon Myeong was a little impressed. This is because Mak In-cheol’s words made some sense. As far as I know, there are very few things that deviate from the principle of yin-yang and the five elements. The Yeoldokgang created in the image of the Fire Dragon Tiger could literally be said to be the energy of extreme heat, but even so, it could not melt the Dragon Gak, so how about mobilizing the energy of extreme cold this time?
“Let’s try it now.”
Yeon Myeong took over Yonggak again. I already had an image that could serve as the material for extreme energy. This is what I experienced when treating cold poison (cold poison) and syllable veins of Tangmiso. Suddenly her beautiful face flashes through her mind. Now that I think about it, she didn’t come and go even after returning home because she was busy sorting out the affairs of Heuksa-ryeon. The last time I saw her was when she left to attend the Sacheon branch. I think I was too indifferent. I should stop by on my way back and see her face.
While giving up those thoughts.
Yeon Myeong wanted to embody the nine-syllable style of Handok in the form of Ganggi. His eyes turn dark green as he brings out the poisonous madness.
‘Handokgang (cold poison river)’
Hwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Cold air pours out from Yeon Myeong’s hands with unusual force. I wonder if he is trying to bring the North Wind and Cold Snow to this place with a human body, but Yonggak absorbed all of that cold energy. And then it turns white. It had originally been close to white, but now it was almost blinding. It shines in pure white, without a speck of dust.
[It works.]
The food spirit hearing mutters. The horn of the dragon, the dragon horn, is something that cannot be broken, rotted, or burned because of the spirituality it contains. The mere fact that there were signs of change like this proved that the words of the night leader, Mak In-cheol, were right.
Yeon Yeom-myeong also had a feeling that he was on the right track. He continues to put Handokgang into the Yonggak. The chill that comes from the image of the nine syllable veins constantly stimulates the dragon’s leg.
How much time has passed?
Suddenly, Mak In-cheol felt that the surroundings had become chilly. Just a little while ago, they were working with the flame lit, so there was quite a bit of stuffy air inside the blacksmith shop.
This was a phenomenon that occurred because the dragon horn could no longer absorb the cold.
“That’s it.”
Yeon Myeong opened his mouth. A satisfying voice. Then he asks. Where is the anvil-
“…It’s over here, Sogaju.”
Mak In-cheol guided Yeon Myeong to the inner studio. Yet he can hardly take his eyes off the dragon pavilion. This was because, to his eyes, the shining white dragon looked like a hot iron.
Blah blah blah—
When Yeon Myeong placed the dragon horn on the anvil, the surface it touched froze. The coldness it contained seemed to be unusual.
“Try to knock. Avoid direct contact.”
“Yes. Sogaju.”
Mak In-cheol took the tongs and iron hammer heated from the brazier, fixed the dragon horn, and pounded it with a familiar motion. Then, surprisingly, the bright white Dragon Pavilion began to shrink little by little.
Looking at that, Yeon Jang-myeong nodded.
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“There is no need to go through any other processes, so it would be nice to just make the shape.”
Yonggak is a horn with the spirituality of a dragon. Strictly speaking, since it was not a metal, there would be no need for smelting or refining. It was enough to sharpen the blade and attach the handle.
“All right. Sogaju. However, it is small in size so it would be difficult to make it into a long sword like a yam sword.”
“The length doesn’t matter. I just want it to be made into a suitable dagger.”
Since it was a natural name that I was already somewhat familiar with using shuriken, I answered without much notice. What was important was whether he could handle the martial arts of a swordsman based on his power.
Kaang-
Kaang-
While Yeon Myeong was watching, the sound of hammering continued for a while.
After a few hours passed.
White Snow, a dagger made from dragon horn, was born.
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