Chapter 240
Smoke rose from the old man’s seven holes.
It was a warm-up that was dense enough to be seen with the naked eye, and it endlessly wrapped around the small body of the old man and repeated the cycle.
and soon.
Suaaa.
Five rings floated one after another over the crown of the old man who was sitting cross-legged.
Some were blue and red, some were black and white.
Finally, when the yellow ring took shape, a vivid five-color ring was completed.
Ogijowon (五氣朝元). Jeokcheongang, a small old man who showed the dream state that all Moorim people want, suddenly opened his eyes.
“Come in.”
The door opened as soon as the words fell.
A young man in rags entered without hesitation as if it were his own house and looked around.
“Weren’t you having breakfast?”
“Someone keeps hanging around outside the door. Can you be bothered about it?”
“That is also true. Oh, I should just come in and watch the Olympics.”
“It’s not Olnimbic or anything, it’s Ogi Jo-won.”
“What does it matter? It just had to make sense.”
Jeokcheongang stared blankly at the young man, Jin Taegyeong.
“Where are you going?”
“You know. I came to see Namgungryong Daehyeop, the head of the house.”
“Namgung’s wife, yes, it was.”
Jeokcheongang, who was thinking lowly, asked.
“What did you say?”
“Ah, that’s it.”
Jin Tae-gyeong stretched and continued.
“The banquet has been canceled.”
“The banquet was canceled. What do you mean?”
“That’s right, I heard that the King of Swords was closed?”
“Closed?”
“Suddenly, I got a small realization or something. Anyway, that’s how it happened.”
“Enlightenment… … “
Jeokcheongang nodded slightly.
“That’s a pity.”
Jin Tae-gyeong, who was twisting his fingers around his thick beard, hesitated.
“What?”
“Changcheon Sword King has been waiting for twenty years for this day. But since that happened today, how can it not be unfortunate?”
“… … I wonder if he was a little nervous because he was going to stick with Noya?”
“Okay.”
“Ah, I know exactly. Aren’t you thinking too much?”
“Do you think so?”
“yes. very.”
Jeok Chun-gang stared at Jin Tae-gyeong, who nodded vigorously.
“Why, why?”
“just.”
“Where are you just!”
Do I have to ask for your permission to see your face just once?”
“Do you not know portrait rights?”
“I do not know. Shut up before you stomp on the head with funeral expenses.”
“yep.”
But the silence didn’t last long.
It was because Jin Tae-gyeong opened her mouth while looking at her eyes.
“Here, Noah.”
“This thing went well, right?”
“There is nothing to do other than work out. It’s just that the deadline has been delayed for a while.”
“You bought some time, though.”
“Did you think the old lady would lose?”
Jin Tae-kyung hurriedly waved his hand.
“It’s not like that. In the current situation, even if you win, you don’t win.”
Winning doesn’t mean winning… … .
Jeokcheongang muttered that one word in his heart.
That’s right. If this match had come to pass, he would have suffered a great blow regardless of victory or defeat.
Changcheon Sword King is an opponent that needs to do his best.
If she suffered an internal injury in the fierce battle with him, her spirit spirit, which was barely balanced, would collapse.
“Noya?”
Jeokcheongang, lost in thought for a moment, raised his head. Jin Tae-gyeong looked at herself with her eyes filled with her concern.
“Why did you call me?”
“Just. Should I ask permission to call you once?”
“Because he looks like a fresh guy.”
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Normally, I would have hit him in the head, but I decided to take special care of him today.
Jeokcheongang laughed and stood up from his seat.
“let’s go.”
“Where are you?”
“Ha Nam.”
Seongra Daeyeon. Even at this moment, masters who are said to be the best in the world will be gathering in Hanam one after another.
Having gone through four seasons in one lap, they came a long way back.
“The Namgung family has no reason to hold on to us nor the reason for us to stay in the Namgung family, so it is natural for us to leave.”
“It’s nice to leave, but can’t we go after soaking ourselves in hot water?
My body is heavy because there are so many times.”
“It was too late to say that. you bastard Now don’t come and pretend to be tidy, go out and get some old money. It’s an uninvited guest, but he’ll do just that.”
“Wow, now you even make me rake you.”
Uh-huh, this guy!”
“going. song.”
Jin Tae-gyeong, who grumbled and left the palace, did not know.
That Jeokcheongang was silently looking at him.
I was staring at the hastily tightened shackles and the sharply cut sleeve ends.
The old man muttered, looking at the back of the young man who had been distant before he knew it.
“… … guy. What I didn’t even do.”
Aged gray eyes grazed a small mountain in the distance.
Light clouds of dust were dissipating over the ridges covered in bluish light.
* * *
The clear sun disappeared over the mountains and darkness fell.
The old man, Changcheon Sword King Namgungcheon, who was standing in the middle of the mountain breeze between the trees, suddenly opened his mouth.
“Who is that child?”
Namgung Ryong, the family head of the Namgung family, who stood quietly behind the Changcheon Sword King, answered.
“It is called Jin Tai-kyung of Jinga in Taiyuan, Shanxi.”
“Is Taewon Jin?”
“yes.”
“A sleepy dragon was crouching in the periphery.
“The King of Fire embraced that sleeping dragon.”
“Wrong.”
The Changcheon Sword King shook his head.
“The King of Fire is Yeouiju. It is not that the Hwawang embraced Jamryong, he himself became Yeouiju.”
“……!”
Namgoongryong couldn’t hide his surprise. Despite his bleak riches, he knew the kind of man his father was.
One of them is that he is a man of few words and is very stingy when it comes to criticizing someone.
However, the word “Jamryong” came out of such a person’s mouth. It is said that Jeokcheongang, the king of fires that shakes the world, became Yeouiju himself.
‘The one who never complimented your grandson…’ … Curiosity arose along with resentment.
“You mean that much?”
To Namgungryong’s cautious question, the King of Swords did not answer. Instead, he asked an out-of-the-box question.
“How far have you learned the Emperor sword type?”
“… … We haven’t crossed Samsung’s wall yet.”
“At your age now, this father has mastered the sword style to seven stars. Probably around that time. That the world started calling me the Sword King.”
“I’m sorry.”
It was a shameful answer, but the Changcheon Sword King did not care.
It was because the words were not thrown to reprimand the son who is now 60 years old.
“More than 20 years ago, when Mugong’s Hwahu reached the eight castles, I suddenly had a question. I wanted to test my sword.”
Namgoongryong lowered his head without saying anything.
What happened after that was something he knew well.
Clash between the Fire King and the Sword King. The winner of the battle between the two masters of the highest level was the King of Hwa.
“During the closing training, I faced countless high walls. After hitting and banging endlessly, the wall finally collapsed.”
“if… … ?”
“I barely got over a wall, but I haven’t achieved greatness yet.”
“Reduced!”
Namgungryong shuddered as he bowed to his father.
The royal sword type is the beginning and end of dozens of jeolhak that exist in the Namgung family.
In the history of the family, only the first head of the family achieved great success in the sword type.
As a great warrior, Changcheon Sword King reached the formation of the Emperor Sword type in about a hundred years.
“Reduction.”
However, the expression of the Changcheon Sword King was calm. No, it even made me look frustrated.
“If you do, don’t ask me anything. Can you survive the three seconds of the King’s sword attack by this father?”
“How dare I… … no way?”
Namgungryong’s eyes widened as much as a fire cup as he gazed at Changcheon Sword King, who quietly nodded.
Something that may or may not exist.
But my father agreed.
He said that he had endured the King’s Sword, which was unfolded in the hands of the Sword King, who was no one else.
Even Namgoongryong, who never loses his composure, trembled in his voice.
“Ha, but he’s only twenty-two now.”
“Yes, twenty-two. He had Jeokcheongang, the King of Fire, as his teacher.”
The King of the Blue Sky raised his head and stared at the dark night sky.
For a long time, he has lived under the name of Namgung since he first came into the world. He had two letters, Changchun, in his chest, and he learned a sword resembling Changchun.
But today, he met a dragon soaring high in the sky.
‘I thought one second would be enough.’
With the intention of firmly correcting his habit, he spread his sword with the power of reason.
Next was Samsung, and then fostering.
however… … .
‘Three seconds. Are you done? Thank you for watching.’
The young man lifted the iron ball and left.
When he left, what remained was a single sword, and hundreds of trees and rocks cut down by the same sword. The sad cries of the birds that suddenly lost their homes were all there was.
‘It’s a sleeping dragon. Sleeping dragon.’
Changcheon Sword King, who had been reciting only one word in his heart, opened his mouth.
“Did they leave?”
Namgungryong, who barely came to his senses, answered.
“yes. I already left before five.”
“Where are you going?”
“This is Hanam. I will attend the Seongra Daeyeon held in a month.”
“Seongra Daeyeon?”
The Changcheon Sword King burst out laughing.
“Tell your son firmly. Don’t even reveal your name at this Seongra Daeyeon.”
Heuksanchae (黑山碧) was a group of bandits located on one of the main roads connecting Henan and Anhui.
The leader, Heuk Jong-pil, was a black-eyed butcher, but at the same time a natural predator, he was also a master who honed the law to the peak.
Thanks to that, he was able to act like a king, with about 300 subordinates under his command.
‘Even if I do, I’ll be ripped off by the Green Forest Alliance.’
No matter how long and long Black Jong-Pil flies, he can’t win against Green Lim-Maeng.
The reason why we were able to grow the current heuksanchae was because we received various help by donating four quarters of profits every month to the Green Forest Alliance.
for example… … The advanced information that the subordinate who just came in gave me.
“Boss, a letter has arrived from the headquarters of the Green Forest League! f*ck here!
“Don’t you know that this bastard is all dark-eyed? Recite it!”
“These are the items that Geumwa Sangdan is moving and the route they are moving. You said it would arrive in two days?”
“What are you doing?”
“yes?”
“Call the kids!”
The Seongra Daeyeon is an important event for both the warriors and the bandits.
Black Jong-pil gathered 300 of his men and set up an ambush on the road where the Geumwa Sangdan would pass.
‘Take one big one. just one.’
If even one of the top-notch cat’s eye stones is caught, a large amount of money remains even if you donate it to the Green Forest Alliance.
Feeding and arming more than 300 strong men is not an easy task.
“It’s about time to come… … Why aren’t the guys I sent scouting for?”
“Well, I sent it an hour ago, but the news is zero.”
“Oh, my body suffers from trying to bandit with these idiots. My body is suffering.”
In the next moment, the black paper-pil, who had been grumbling, stiffened.
With a trembling hand, he pointed to something approaching at breakneck speed in the distance, in the dark.
“… … Hey, what is that?”
“I-I don’t know either.”
Hey hey profit!
Two seals, large and small. Where they passed, they left long marks with red aura like the tail of a meteor shower.
‘Ears, are they ghosts?’
It was the time when black paper-pil crouched in the grass and watched the scene.
The two figures, who were passing by the mountain road at unbelievable speed, came to a halt, and soon a rumbling voice was heard.
“Why are you so stupid?”
“It’s embarrassing. It looks like you’re on par with the two guys you were hanging around with earlier.”
“I’m going to be late at this rate, you bastard.”
“No matter how late it is, the person who sees the garbage first should clean it up.”
“Where do you keep talking back to what the old lady is saying…?” …
“These guys definitely set the mountain on fire.”
“I’m going to kill you! Go and break limbs.”
“yep.”
Black Jong-pil, who had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two, opened his eyes.
“Joe, f*ck you! Everyone-!”
However, his cries did not go unanswered.
Hey profit!
short wind noise. And someone’s large hand wrapped around his shoulder in a friendly way.
“All, what?”
