Episode 218. Impressions
‘if.’
The leader of the bandits, Hyun Yong-gil, suddenly thought of a hypothesis amidst the feeling of his heart being squeezed. It was about the status of the young man who seemed very accustomed to taking people’s lives.
It is actually extremely dangerous to commit theft in Xinjiang. Since there is little influence from the government, you can always encounter a master of magic. As is well known, the masters of magic who have not reached the highest level are always in danger of being possessed by demons, so many of them are hot-tempered or eccentric. Of course, Hyun Yong-gil also had some connections and was quite skilled in magic, but it was not enough to commit theft with peace of mind. This means that you have to pay some attention to the situation in Xinjiang. The movements of the masters of magic, and the actions of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Which villages were under the protection of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and if so, how many troops were dispatched – I had to gather such miscellaneous news. Above all, I had to avoid interfering with the events of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Among the many major magic families in Xinjiang, the Madokyang Family holds a fairly important position. In particular, it plays a pivotal role in the expansion and maintenance of the Tianma Sect through the production and distribution of divine tablets.
Originally, Hyun Yong-gil would not have dared to touch Madokyangga.
However, the current Cheonmasin Sect has a significant power vacuum. Firstly, it was because the leader of the sect, Yeon Junghyeok, led a large number of followers to the Central Plains about ten years ago, and secondly, it was because of the recent Battle of Bangpa with Kunlun.
Kunlun (崑崙) – The vanguard of the martial arts world who has blocked the advance of the Heavenly Demon Sect into the Central Plains for hundreds of years since the days when the Six Sects were the old sects.
Occasionally, when the power of the Demonic Way was extremely strong, they suffered humiliating sealings, but judging from the fact that they had not destroyed the sect until now and had consistently killed the Demonic Way masters of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Xinjiang, they were clearly not an easy opponent. In particular, according to what Hyun Yong-gil had heard, even the Gansu Gongdong faction had helped in the defense war.
Moreover, it was a well-known fact that the eldest of Kunlun, the Demon Immortal, was a powerful figure comparable to the Great Horse. Therefore, the rumor that the Divine Sect would send out elite troops to subdue Kunlun and that the Guangming Left and Right Commanders would personally move was credible. In fact, there were quite a few people who witnessed the movement of large-scale troops from the Divine Sect, and perhaps because of that, it was difficult to find people from the Divine Sect striding around Xinjiang these days.
There was such a background to the fact that Hyun Yong-gil, who was merely the leader of a bandit group, wanted to target the members of the Madokyang family.
also.
In Xinjiang, the events of the Tianma Sect were always the center of attention and interest. It would be different for a village like Goitek, who lived in hiding, extremely wary of strangers on the border of the Tapgeuk-Lapma-Gan desert. Most people who lived in Xinjiang would talk about the situation of the Shilin War between the Shinsei and Kunlun, and speculate and make various rumors. Among them, what Hyun Yong-gil heard was about the young new master of the Madokyang family.
‘Sodokma Yangmunchan… … Yes, that was the name.’
The fact that the head of the Madokyang family, Yang Seung-ryeol, was unable to have an heir was something that most people who had lived in Xinjiang for a long time knew. The young man whom Yang Seung-ryeol had adopted as the head of the Madokyang family and who had been given the nickname of “Little Poisonous Demon” by the cult leader – news had been circulating early on that he had made great contributions during the process of subduing Kunlun. It felt like the new religion, which had not had any notable followers in recent times, was overly promoting itself.
‘I heard that there was a brief ceremony of reform at the main church of the new religion.’
Although the main force had not yet returned, having almost secured victory and been busy hunting down the retreating Kunlun Taoist priests, I had heard that the wounded and those who had taken the spoils from the Kunlun sect headquarters had returned first. It was also possible that the Sudoguma had finished the Kunlun expedition and was returning to Shingyo.
Although he was a little curious about being alone, Hyun Yong-gil was certain that the young man in front of him was Yang Moon-chan, the sorcerer.
That would be the case━
First, Goitek is located on the route from Qinghai to Xinjiang and towards Tianshan where Tianma Shingyo is located.
Secondly, because he had planned to deal with the people of the Madokyang family, Hyun Yong-gil and his subordinates took anti-poisoning medicine, but as soon as they were stabbed with the Umochim, all of his subordinates died within a few breaths.
Thirdly, the tremendous killing spirit that was still squeezing his body – this was clearly a skill that only highly trained warriors could achieve.
Considering the timing of the move and the poison used, if it is a young master from the Madokyang family who has reached this level, it would naturally be the recently popular poison demon Yang Moonchan.
“ugh…….”
Hyun Yong-gil tried to open his mouth somehow. He thought that if he could show that he had realized his identity, he could at least try to have a conversation. However, the pressure that seemed like it was sorcery made it impossible for Hyun Yong-gil to move his body, let alone his tongue. Of course, since he couldn’t even breathe properly, it was only natural that he would have difficulty speaking.
“There’s no need to be angry. You seem to be the leader, but there seem to be many people who can answer even if it’s not you.”
Dang Myeong-myeong approached Hyun Yong-gil and spoke. It seemed that he had no intention of letting him live just because he was the leader. Hyun Yong-gil’s eyes turned bloodshot as he watched Dang Myeong-myeong’s hand pull out the poisoned needle of the Danjangyeoljidok. It seemed as if he was saying that he couldn’t die like this.
Regardless, Deungmyung’s hand continued to move without stopping. At that very moment, Umochim was about to dig into the back of Hyun Yonggil’s hand.
“Turn… … cow… … poison… … and bow… … … to the… … eup.”
The veins on Hyun Yong-gil’s neck were bulging out. It was to the point where it seemed as if they would burst through his skin. However, he managed to speak within the area of murderous intent created by the peerless master.
“Disinfectant… …?”
The movements of Dangmyeong, who was planning to kill the bandit leader, stopped. This was because he realized that he had been mistaken for an unexpected person. Dangmyeong had also heard about Dangmyeong. Didn’t Jangmun Ma-seon Gok-un of the Kunlun faction and Tae-heo, the master of the Hwa-gyeong faction, suffer serious internal injuries from Dangmyeong’s attack? The faces of the two people who were on the verge of death from the poison flashed through his mind. Dangmyeong, who was a little interested, temporarily lifted the killing zone.
“… … !”
Here and there, the sound of gasping for breath can be heard simultaneously, and soon the horses that had been standing there unconscious begin to fall down with their owners on their backs or roll around in a daze.
Hyun Yong-gil also fell forward on the horse he was riding and landed face down on the ground, but he quickly got up and straightened his posture. He knew that it was not the time to groan and fall down like his subordinates.
“A lowly man has committed a crime worthy of death! Without knowing the great and renowned Master Yangmunchan, I dare to meet him… … .”
He flicked his tongue without even having time to catch his breath. Just because he was able to move his body, it didn’t mean that he had a way to survive. Just a moment ago, I had seen a ghostly technique that allowed him to move dozens of steps in an instant. It was impossible to escape. It wouldn’t matter if he escaped in all directions with his subordinates at the same time━ That was when Hyun Yong-gil was thinking that way.
Ugh!
Suddenly, a terminal scream is heard. Twenty-five of Hyun Yong-gil’s twenty-eight subordinates who had begun to move little by little began to melt away in a horrific manner.
Make peace with a handful of poison ━ Almost at the same time that Dang-myung-myeong was muttering softly.
It was a martial art of poisonous energy created by obtaining the image from the poisonous martial art of the poisonous flame technique of the Yeo Seol-ryeon of the Deep Ark, the poisonous manifestation technique of Sak Dok Hyeon-hyeon. It was a martial art of the image that could poison the existence within the range of the energy area with just the thought. If you were not able to detect or destroy the manifestation of the thought, you would be helpless.
To begin with, all the thieves were within the scope of the killing spirit of the demon, and they were low-level people who could not even properly resist the killing spirit’s realm. It was only natural that they would die without any reason due to the sudden appearance of the poisonous demon.
“How could this be… … !”
The thieves were speechless at the tragedy that unfolded right next to them. They simply held their breaths and wore miserable expressions. After a few breaths, the thieves’ faces suddenly turned pale, as if they were crazy at the thought that they could have been the ones involved in the tragedy. Among the Goiteuk villagers who were watching this scene from afar, some with good eyesight could not help but vomit.
“Do not move without the permission of this Confucius. If you even show signs of running away, you will not be able to avoid death.”
Dang-myung said. Then, the son-in-law became quiet in an instant. So much so that you couldn’t even hear the sound of his clothes rustling.
“and you.”
Keep talking━Dang-myung nodded at Hyun-yong-gil.
“… … I am truly sorry, Confucius. I was blinded by material desires and disturbed your rest. If you will spare my life, I will serve you with all my heart until my flesh and blood crumble. I will also offer all the wealth and precious elixirs I have accumulated, so please, just this once, just this once, please show mercy. If I had known that Confucius was here, I would never have come here… … !”
Hyun Yong-gil spoke urgently, praying that his hands would become his feet. He had a gut feeling. He shouldn’t spare the cards he could use at this moment. Wealth? Precious elixirs? What use would those be after death?
A fearsome murderous intent that restricts movement, making one wonder if it is witchcraft.
Maybe it was because it was a dark night, but it was a mysterious gait that was difficult to track.
A poisonous man who killed over twenty people with just one word.
Above all━
That poisonous mind that kills dozens of people in the blink of an eye without even blinking an eye.
As the thought of dying without being able to move repeatedly struck his mind, Hyun Yong-gil volunteered to become a paper. He thought he could be useful somehow. He wanted to survive that way. Even if it meant giving up everything he had.
however.
The owner of the Sacheondang family was never the type to take down someone who showed murderous intent toward him. He had no interest in things like wealth or elixirs.
‘Yangga Munchan. It’s a strangely familiar name.’
That was the end of my impressions of the obvious disinfectant. I was a little interested, but I had no intention or reason to delve deeper into it.
Isn’t it an achievement to find out the three characters of a name?
Dang Myeong-myeong only knew that the three elders, including the elder Tang Myeong-sin, led the direct armed forces to support Kunlun and were annihilated. The competition for Sogaju had been over for a long time, so now he couldn’t immediately think of Tang Wen-chan, and even if he had remembered his existence, he would never have imagined that he was the same person as Yang Wen-chan, the son of the Madokyang family.
And so the obvious thought ended.
“I don’t care about that. Someone must have told you that the real Confucius is here. If you say no, I will immediately banish you.”
Tell me who that person is━ The voice of Dang-myeong was soft but could be heard from far away, and the face of the village chief Go-i-teuk, who was watching the situation, was so pale that he looked as if he had lost his soul.
