The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 183

“Then let’s do that and let’s finish the meeting.”

After a long discussion, when the plan to rescue Jinmu was completed, Jeong-shim resigned.

he was exhausted

Even when Jinmu first entered Bokma-dong, he finally respected his decision and was able to stand firm saying that it was just a test.

With just that thought, he stubbornly endured even when the Tang family arrived on the fourth day after three days had passed.

But on the sixth day, the anxiety grew and weighed heavily on my chest.

On the eighth day, I had no choice but to decide to disengage the organ.

Did you just allow it?

Is it because he trusted too much in his martial arts?

He is still a young disciple with a bright future ahead of him. It is a sleeping dragon that will set the shaman back on the rock.

What more did he do to the benefactor who sought a common disciple?

Geun-ja’s heart completely lost his smile. In that short interval, it seemed as if she had aged ten years.

“Even Jang Moon-in, close your eyes. You look very tired.”

Dang Tae-jin looked at Jeong-sim, who was sitting hunched over, with pity.

“no. I am fine.”

Jung Shim waved his hand and refused.

The refusal actually added to the regret, but Dang Tae-jin did not recommend it further.

It had only been a few days, but it was because I had seen him worried the whole time.

“If you do, we will go back and rest.”

“Yes.”

Dang Tae-jin, who exchanged greetings, withdrew along with the party’s institutional experts, and Dang Se-ryeong followed him with a weak face.

And they’re about to open the door.

profit.

“…?”

The door opens.

by itself? You didn’t even touch it?

The eyes of the elders and Tangga people, who were in the Gwangseongjeon Hall, were focused at once.

“uh?”

The person who came in, Jinmu, also had a surprised expression.

“Everyone is gathered… Huh? What happened to the poisonous footnote?”

Jinmu, who was acquainted with Dang Tae-jin, the second son of Dang-wi, tilted his head and wondered.

“you? This, this…”

Dang Se-ryeong, with her eyes wide open, stutters as she approaches with difficulty one step at a time.

Did the child even shake his hands and get hit by the wind? Why are you like that?

Jinmu, who doesn’t know the meaning of the word, frowns.

“Jimmu Dojaang!”

Unam overtook Dang Se-ryeong and flew over a small distance at once…

Kwak!

“…”

I don’t understand what the hell. No, why are you hugging me?

Maybe this kid too?

Jinmu, who had experienced from a shaman that Taoists particularly (?) like hugging men, frowned.

“Uhhhhh. Jinmu dojo.”

“….”

“What did I just say? Heukheuk dojang is dead.”

Unam sheds tears and babbles.

what?

What could be the situation in which a child who is old enough to hug me hugging me with tears running down his nose without being able to speak properly?

Were you even worried?

Is that so, subordinate No. 3?

If that’s the case, it’s admirable, but it’s dirty….

Mistress, I knew I would do this. Unam’s runny nose smeared on the exposed skin of his clothes.

“Jimmu Dojo.”

Jeong-shim, a long-time writer who was watching this skit from one side, put on a relieved expression while sweeping her chest.

“I’m glad. Because you are safe.”

Did you know you would die?

“You are alive. I’m alive… I’m glad.”

Everyone breathes a sigh of relief behind the scene where even Dang Se-ryeong sheds thick tears that do not suit her.

But can someone please explain the situation first?

Why are you all gathered here? Until Tang Tae-jin?

* * *

“Oh, that’s how it happened.”

Jinmu, who had changed out of his rags, sat in the middle of the crowd and nodded as he understood the situation at Unam’s explanation.

What are grown-ups worried about?

And you thought you were dead?

It’s like stupid things like this.

Of course, I almost died when the energy collided inside, but who was this body?

He is a person not in history who gained a new life by eating the herb of eternal youth, and he is a person who will stand at the pinnacle of Jeongsama in the future.

Anyway, seeing everyone breathe a sigh of relief and smile, it seems to have calmed down.

“Did you get what you were looking for?”

Jinmu pondered for a while at Jung Shim’s question, looking at him with warm eyes, then shook his head.

You don’t have to tell me you got what you burned.

Originally, three pennies had to be hidden to live in Pungjin River.

“There was none. It looks like you were expecting something too old.”

“Is it? It’s a pity.”

“But there was something like this.”

Jinmu took out the sword he had brought from Bokma-dong and held it out in front of Jung-shim.

“This?”

Jeong-shim, as well as everyone gathered there, focused on the black sword.

sereung.

After accepting the sword, Jung-shim took it out and examined it, but the moment he read the words, his eyes widened.

“This one!”

what is this reaction?

“You mean this was there?”

“…yes what.”

“her! You said you left something behind, so this is it?”

It wasn’t just the heart that made a surprised expression.

Even the common elders all looked at the blade and had a thrilled expression on their faces.

“Do you know something?”

“Heh heh heh heh. Speaking of this sword, heh heh.”

So what is it, son of a bitch?

Jung-shim kept smiling out of curiosity and did not give an answer. I knew long ago that my son was procrastinating.

Jeong-shim laughed for a long time before inserting the sword and putting it down on the floor.

That look was so polite that Jinmu tilted his head.

what? Was it a great thing?

Well, I thought it was not a normal thing. Could it be something like a common god?

Damn, if I knew it was like that, I would hide it and find it later.

The reaction was so intense that I wanted to take it out for no reason.

“This is a sword called Ilhui.”

“Ilhui…”

That was written on the blade.

“This was the sacred object of the old master of the four generations of the text.”

fortunately It’s not even the new moon faction.

“I wondered where this sword went, and it seems that he made a pandemonium and put it inside.”

“…”

“Have you ever heard of it?”

“What?”

“Samcheok Seocheonsan Hadongsaek Ilhwisotanghyeol Mountain Ha.”

does not exist. I saw the phrase behind it because it was engraved on the blade.

But what about the previous verse?

“It’s a story about the two most outstanding warriors a hundred years ago.”

The best one hundred years ago?

weird. Old man Ungong said that inspector Qingmu was the best man in the world?

Are there two people whose names are comparable to such a great person?

Moreover, looking roughly at the atmosphere, it seemed that one of them was Muryeongja, who was a common long-time scholar.

Are these bastards bragging about their skills just because they’re investigating?

Are you saying you get it and get on the prestige of the investigation officer?

Jinmoo sneered inwardly at the nonsense.

“Ah, come to think of it, I’ve heard that too.”

Unam intervened as if he had suddenly thought of it.

What the heck is this kid? What does the young man know?

Are you taking sides with the Guardian of Kunlun, an offshoot of Shaman Sword, as the same Five Masters?

“Teacher told me about the history of the Taomen, that the time when the Jeongpa Domen was at its most powerful was a hundred years ago.”

Did you say the wind?

Again, it’s tempting to say that.

listen attentively

“The person who led the political faction a hundred years ago is the old man, right?”

No, I mean, wasn’t that what the investigation officer was talking about?

The old man Yungong said that inspector Qingmu was the strongest?

“Right. It was a time when the political faction was at its strongest. It was said that the Demonic Cult could not recklessly cross the Blue Sea even when the ruler of the world commanded the world.”

“…”

Let’s listen, let’s listen, there are too many inflated lies regardless of this guy’s reputation.

Of course, it is true that there was a time when political parties were strong. No matter how indifferent Jinmu was to the history of Moorim, he was not completely ignorant.

However, it was around 50 years ago that Jinmu started to make his name known to Moorim in earnest in his early 30s.

At the time, the political faction was weakening to the point of decline, and was being pushed out little by little by the Demonic Cult as well as the Sapa.

In fact, because of that, it was easy for Sapaecheon to settle in Cheonjungsan.

This is because the Jeongmu-maeng was unable to concentrate their strength on Sapaecheon because they were trying to keep the Demonic Cult in check.

But if there was a person like that a hundred years ago, why didn’t he plan the future by nurturing younger students?

Didn’t Punghwan alone have an outstanding disciple named Unam?

“After making Bokma-dong for some reason, the Attorney General Mu-ryeong at the time handed over the position of a long-time official to the next generation and left the community. I knew that the Ilhui Sword disappeared then.”

huh? Did you leave a hundred years ago?

Oh, come to think of it, did I say that if you withdraw from the front line, you will go down to the secular world?

If I had known this was going to happen, I would have read the letter in Bokma-dong to the end.

Anyway, I understood it roughly, but Jinmu asked curtly at the feeling of nobility that still didn’t go away.

“However, if the second verse is about Moo-ryeong, who is the first verse referring to?”

“I don’t know that either. It’s just that the then martial law investigator said it like a habit.”

“yes?”

“Compared to the owner of the lush green forest, he is just an existence like a firefly in front of a full moon.”

A lush green forest? I’ve heard it somewhere…

Oh Cheongseong!

Apparently, in Qingcheng, he spoke about the thick forest as a slander against bloodlessness.

Green radish, the owner of a lush green forest, grows thickly in the blue.

The feeling comes.

Cheongmu. It is certainly.

Originally, it was Qing Wu (靑武), but the old people must have compared it with a different character.

Anyway, fireflies in front of the full moon.

After all, Investigator Qingmu was the best!

Hmmmm Anyway, let’s say there’s a story like that. But why is it that the sincerity of seeing the sword and the eyes of those who are co-professionals are unusual?

Those eyes were very familiar to Jinmu.

avarice.

There is no doubt that he wants to have a favorite bottle of investigation called Ilhui.

Even if it is a lie, it is a relic of our ancestors and a product of the history of the common faction.

But anyways. Damn guys.

Who dared to drool about the person who brought it to the brink of death?

Isn’t it a good sword anyway, regardless of whether or not the public papered the record about one’s patriarch with lies?

Moreover, it is Jinmu who was best friends with Gu Yaza. He doesn’t like to use swords, but he knows how to tell the difference between good and bad.

Even if you look at the Ilhui Sword at a minimum, it was a weapon that surpassed the famed sword.

Now what should we do?

Would you cry that you would never give? Take it away by force?

ha ha no What a common benefactor! Because I suffered to die! I brought it, but I can’t look filthy here.

give it back at once It’s a little wasteful, but there’s a lot to be gained later in the joint.

Block 3 or Block 4.

how much money is that

It’s good to plant good awareness first.

“Since it is a common item, I will return it.”

“…”

Jinmu swallowed deep regret and spoke softly.

“Uh ha ha ha ha! You hot-hot-hot!”

“…”

Fuck surprise. Why is this bastard laughing all over again?

I’m dying of regret for what’s left now.

“Jimmu Dojo, you are a really great person.”

“….”

“No matter how much one is an expert in Seondo, the essence is that he is a warrior, but even seeing a treasured sword of this size, he is aloof.

“…yes?”

“Ilhui used to be common, but it disappeared a long time ago. Isn’t it said that objects have separate owners? If you hadn’t entered the Pandemonium, we wouldn’t have seen it again.”

“…”

“All of this is meant to be. The fact that you sought a common disciple, the fact that you entered the Pagoda Cave, and the fact that you found Ilhui there.”

What do you mean by this child now?

A ray of hope blooms in Jinmu’s heart.

“You have it. The sword belongs to you now.”

“…”

Jung Shim’s proposal is very unconventional. Those who are originally called Murim people are like that. Even if they lost it through their own fault, isn’t it the law to risk their lives to take it if someone else has it?

But even though I was a little greedy, I would give it to you.

Are you rich too?

He was a very laid-back guy.

“A man of longevity.”

Jinmu was thrilled and let’s grab the sword.

“Oh, you look like such a shameless person. I’ve made up my mind now, so don’t refuse me.”

“…”

Yes, no. Refusal No.

I grabbed it to get it in a hurry because I was afraid you might say something else.

I was definitely going to give it back.

Ilhui is mine now.

Never speak twice with one mouth.

Eat as you age, and your cock will fall, right?