The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 1

A young general wearing black armor and a black peacock feather in his hair has just climbed a yellow road and looks at the mountain at the end.

As usual every time I come here, a natural smile appeared on the corner of the longevity’s mouth. It’s not a place you come to often, but it’s always a place that makes you feel at ease.

It might be because I started a new life there, so it felt like my hometown.

The clouds that spread everywhere flowed like soft smoke, but they did not obscure the view, and the earthen floor was as soft as newly spun cotton, comforting my feet.

only The splendid appearance of the colorful flowers blooming along the roadside delights the eye, and the scent that passes by the tip of the nose refreshes the mind.

and always blowing wind.

As if to savor the fresh feeling of tickling his ear by touching just one strand of his hair that gently swayed to the point where the flower wouldn’t fall off, the longevity in black armor closed his eyes and tilted his head back.

“Whoa…”

He exhaled lightly, opened his eyes, and stroked the nearby grass, as if it felt quite good, the leaves moved by themselves and gently wrapped around the longevity’s hand. The longevity grinned at that playful gesture, and this time the flower stem slightly bent and the coiled leaves untied.

This guy, who is really friendly, is said to be a lifesaver. It’s a common thing here on the streets, but it was a young plant that would cause a stir if it was found in the lower world.

Originally, living things have a life ordained by heaven, so they should fade away when time runs out, but this supernatural guy extends that time. Could it have been the elixir of cure-all and prolongation of life?

It was a fact that I learned later, but it was this guy who saved me from dying at the time.

I only knew it because it was called the herb of immortality, but I never thought that one seed of the plant of life went down to the world and sprouted. Perhaps even Chun Woo-myeong, whom he had personally saved, did not know.

“I don’t know how well he is.”

Maybe it’s already gone. No, because the time here and the time there are different, he might be alive….

Jinmu, the longevity of the Black Darkness, recalled his past relationship and looked at the clear sky so that his eyes hurt, and was soaked in longing for a while.

Come to think of it, a lot of time has passed. It felt so slow even when I first ranked first…

It’s not accurate, but it seemed like about 10,000 years had passed before I knew it. It was quite a long time, but it was incomparable to the time of the summer. Because the flow of time was completely different.

Time here is like flowing water.

Sometimes it flowed fast like a rapid through a narrow place, and sometimes it flowed slowly like a slow current through a wide area.

To put it simply, it is a story that a moment called a moment in the underworld could be a hundred years here. Conversely, a hundred years could be one breath.

The flow of time was not fixed, and no one knew exactly. In fact, none of them were interested. As long as they don’t disappear due to an unfortunate accident, they live an almost immortal life, so what’s the point of knowing time?

Still, if you’re looking for it, there’s someone who knows. Jade Emperor (玉皇) and Gwimo (鬼母) who divide and rule the three realms.

To be precise, they are the descendants of the beginning of the world that have been passed down for several generations.

There were numerous rumors about the reason why Heaven and Earth, who were originally good friends, started to fight each other like they were eating each other, but the most interesting one is about the fight between the two, who were husband and wife.

At first glance, I wonder if Jade Emperor, who always has fairies in fluttering clothes around him, is cheating on her.

Isn’t it natural to be attracted to the worst side of gossip? Believe it or not….

And the fact that I only found out after winning the first place.

It is said that the idiot who put the soul of the Hyeokryeonmugang into Jinmu was a high-ranking official who guided the human world’s soul into two places according to the severity of the crime. In the words of Ingye, the words of the guards side said that it was a screening officer.

Thinking about it again, I remembered the pain in the skin of my head again, and I was irritated.

“As long as you have a strong grip… you damn bastard.”

If the wind patient who became the owner of Hanbing Valley at that time had not rushed to stop it, the youngster would surely have been destroyed by his own hands. Of course, if that were the case, I wouldn’t be here now.

Fortunately, the crime he committed was clear, so he was not punished, and he was able to remain in heaven for killing Han Moo-hwa, who was born with the luck of evil. In other words, specials.

I was lucky.

Judging by the amount of merit and demerit, he should have gone to the realm of the world and been punished in the form of a monster along with those who sinned.

But wait, why is it called heavenly world and not heavenly world?

“…I thought I was just starting out at first.”

But it wasn’t.

Seongye was only one of the small regions of the heavenly world.

Those who have attained liberation live in Paradise, and those who have done good deeds live in Jungseoncheon. In addition to that, Jamiwon, where the Jade Emperor lives with the fairies, Taemiwon, Cheonshiwon, where the generals of the celestial realm are located, etc… They were all called the celestial world.

Anyway, after living in the heavens at that time, he had to decide on his career path immediately, and he recommended the mountain spirits in unison, saying that Cheongmu and Punghwangjae are the most preferred by those who have reached the top.

It is said that it is a very leisurely position to roughly distribute an ax to a good woodcutter, appear in a good Simmani’s dream and tell him the location of wild ginseng, and sometimes become a tiger called Sangun (山君) and punish the bad guys… I refused.

Putting it all together, he could have been a guy who generously gave everything, but most importantly, his looks.

The hair, face, body condition, and options were varied, but in the end, it was an old man.

These tight bastards. What kind of crazy noise is that? Why return to the old man’s form, leaving his youthful body?

He refused boldly, chose the appearance of Jinmu, and then applied for a military service under the command of the 28th Guard, which is said to protect the four defenses of the heavenly world.

Cheongmu and Pung-hwan regretted for a long time, asking why he went to such a difficult place, leaving himself who had kicked out the opportunity to become a mountain god for being comfortable. If you do it wrong, you could be destroyed during the fight or something.

Anyway, if the old people are stuck in comfortable positions… What if it’s a low position and what if it’s a difficult position? All fighters must fight.

Anyway, as a result of constant efforts for 10,000 years, he rose to the next level of immortals, the Sangseon (上仙), and became the highest general in the Northern Seven Counties (北方七宿).

There were only six generals under him, and there were thousands of soldiers of the heavenly army… no, tens of thousands?

Damn what about thousands and what about tens of thousands? I didn’t even count them correctly, but the numbers always change because there are so many people who die during a fight with the monsters that have escaped from the realm.

In any case, among those who became a Taoist ten thousand years ago, he was able to boast that there was no one who had achieved as much success as he had. For example, Seonhui from Dodong, who had made it to the top ten thousand years ago in celestial time, a long time before him, was still only a gatekeeper at Jangchungok.

“That guy is really… I wonder if he doesn’t have any talent.”

Jinmu talked to himself and shook his head at the thought of Seonhui that suddenly came to his mind when someone came up to him and greeted him warmly.

“oh! Who is this? Aren’t you our two generals?”

It was a voice so familiar that I knew who it was just by hearing it.

Daewoo Seonin (大禹仙人).

It is said that he was a fairly famous king in the underworld. Since he was the one who entered the world of celestial beings most recently, they became close friends after chatting about the world.

“Aren’t you Daewoo? But where are you going in such a hurry?”

“That’s… uhh.”

At Jinmu’s question, Daewoo sighed with a frown on his face.

“Looks like there’s another flood.”

“Right. I was called to the Jade Emperor and I was in trouble. What? Maybe it’s because this guy’s Shin Jin-cheol is old… It’s not right.”

“…”

Daewoo grumbled as he glared at the iron club in his hand with resentful eyes.

The rugged stick that emits a dark light is a tool used by Daewoo to measure the depth of rivers and seas to see if there will be flooding or not. Measure the depth of the rain and if it is deemed dangerous, the Seonin in charge of wind and rain adjusts the amount of rain. Every time it doesn’t fit, Ha-gye goes through a flood.

Either that or not, Jinmu just coveted the iron club. It was so amazing to see it grow and shrink freely, and it wasn’t once or twice that I thought it would be great to use it as a weapon.

I’ll have to borrow it sometime and try it out.

“At this point, ask the divine craftsman to change it. Don’t suffer every time.”

“If that was possible, I would have held on to the sleeve of my new skill and stretched it.”

“ah! Didn’t I say it was produced only in the land?”

“Yes.”

Daewoo nodded his head with a sullen face.

The current Shin Jin-cheol is an item that has been handed down from the Jade Emperor a few generations ago, and has been refined by new craftsmen to become what it is today. So, now that the relationship between the two worlds has deteriorated, there is no way to save Shin Jin-cheol in the heaven world, and there is no Shin Gong Seon-in in the earth world, so it was impossible to make the same thing.

Is it the only treasure in the world?

“By the way, what are you doing at Mt. Sagye? I hear that youkai from the underworld have been appearing frequently in heaven and earth lately, and you’ve lost your mind?”

“Ah, Mr. Chungmu called me.”

“Changchungok Lord?”

“yes.”

“The two of them meet often.”

“Since we met at the last sage meeting, it must have been about five hundred years.”

“Damn, I must be drinking again today.”

“I haven’t heard why you called… but maybe that’s the case?”

When Jinmu smiled, Daewoo grumbled in a voice dripping with regret.

“Damn, I want to wear it too. It’s fun to drink with you…”

“I can’t help it. If you had a drink right now, the Jade Emperor would be furious again.”

“I mean.”

“Come on.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t help it. I will pay a visit to your military camp sooner or later.”

“yes.”

Daewoo waved his hand at Jinmu and walked away.

Sooner or later… He won’t be back until a few hundred or a thousand years. Because all that remains is time.

After looking at Daewoo’s back for a while, Jinmu turned his head toward the mountain he was originally going to go to.

The place where Jinmu of Sagyesan Mountain first ascended to the top and misunderstood that it was Seongye. As the name suggests, the mountain has all four seasons, so it is called that. Among them, the owner of Jangchun Valley, where spring exists, is Cheongmu, and the owner of Hanbing Valley, where winter exists, is Punghwangja.

“It’s really like a long time ago. This place really doesn’t change at all no matter how much time passes.”

Jinmu smiled and moved toward Sagye Mountain.

how long did it take

Fluff Fluff Fluff Fluff.

The sound of flapping wings could be heard from afar.

Has it already been that time? When Jinmu turned his head, a crane the size of a house was flying towards Hanbing Valley carrying a child. It was a crane named Seon-geum.

“Hey blind man! A long time!”

“uh? General Doo!”

“Are the fruits ripe already?”

“no! But it’s been a long time since I picked it up early. I told the Lord Han Bing Gok!”

“okay?”

“yes! He is calling for us to pick them up so quickly… Let’s go first!”

“okay!”

“yes! See you next time!”

The blind man sitting on top of the money shook his hand and flew away.

He was the first commotion that Jinmu saw after entering Sagyesan Mountain, and he was an errand boy for the Jade Emperor.

Every year around this time, they fly in a crane to pick the red ice fruits held in Hanbing Valley, and that’s the reason…. They say that the Jade Emperor enjoys eating the juice of red ice fruits in ice caps. The Jade Emperor is so good.

“As expected, people… no, they are in a place of high freshness and something to see.”

Anyway, why did Qingwu call me? You say you’ll know when I come, but won’t you tell me why?

In any case, this is why you shouldn’t make connections recklessly. I’m going to be busy, but come and go…. Still, I’m sure you’ve soaked the fresh wine properly, right?

Awesome. Jinmu licked his lips and moved briskly.

* * *

Song of Jangchun.

A place where only a long, long spring exists.

The sprouts are full of the scent of spring, and the newly bloomed kihwayochos show off each other. In the clear water that flows, an unknown golden fish leisurely swims.

As always, Cheongmu was waiting for Jinmu at Sangchunjeong, a pavilion located on a wide pond.

Checking out the people chatting leisurely in Sangchunjeong Pavilion in the distance, Jinmu laughed at Joong-soo in front of his feet. When I first arrived at Changchungok, I struggled by drowning in the water made of heavy water, but now what?

slaps slaps.

When we arrived at the pavilion by leisurely walking on the water, those who had been waiting for us greeted Jinmu warmly.

Cheongmu, Seonhwi and…

“Welcome.”

“reel? What are you doing with the wind? Can I leave Hanbinggok empty? I hear the blind man is going to pick red ice?”

“Hehe, what, a day or two?”

“It’s good to sell. A person who can be a grain wine.”

“Hehe, actually, the person arriving today is someone I know.”

“…?”

Jinmu tilted his head at the words of the wind patient. who else is coming?

“Oh, he’s just coming over there!”

Jinmu turned his head at the laugh of the wind patient.

An old man was walking towards the entrance of Sangchunjeong Pavilion, looking around curiously. He was an old man with a neat appearance in fairly neat clothes.

Well, all fresh guys look like that. It must be one of the guys who polished it in the middle of the mountain somewhere… Where have you seen it? Why is the face familiar?

I was staring at him with a familiar feeling for some reason, but the old man who met my eyes trembled and opened his eyes wide.

what? why are you surprised

“Ah ah…”

“…?”

I exclaimed with a sense of nostalgia, and then hurriedly rushed forward.

But when he ran carelessly like that…

Papa papa plop!

“Ogororo pueek queek.”

I knew it.

Since he reached the top line, he must have been quite confident in the martial arts he learned in the underworld, but he couldn’t be good at mid-water. Maybe there is a case like this kind of dog. like your past self.

“Look here, General Du.”

“yes?”

“I’ll go and save you, but.”

“…There is also Sunhwi, why me?”

“Hehe, this person. Of course you should go.”

“…?”

Looking at the puzzled Jinmu, Cheongmu smiled and said.

“That child is Cheongsang.”