Murim Login Chapter 335

Chapter 335

Like Sichuan in reality, Sacheon in this world boasted a vast area.

Shanxi, Henan and Shaanxi. The combined area of ​​these three castles is comparable to that of Sacheon, which is painful to say.

‘Sasuga continent.’ It was not so strange that three tigers coexisted in one castle since it was so vast.

‘Amipa (峨嵋派), Cheongseongpa (靑城派) belonging to the Gupailbang, and… …

Finally, Sichuan Tang Gate. Or the Tang family.

It is one of the three crouching tigers in Sacheon and is the closest to Chengdu, so it was a good first stop.

‘It would be much easier if we got the cooperation of the three factions and joined the opening.’

While I was thinking that, the gunsmith who had been following me one step behind pointed to the front.

“We are almost there. It is the gate of the four thousand.”

It was as the guy said. A wide basin stretches out before your eyes. A stone wall rose high above it.

I don’t know the exact figure because there is still a distance, but it was about ten meters high.

“What, what castle did you build?”

“Because I have learned something through history.”

“history?”

“I went through a lot of trouble during the last Jeongma War. When the Demonic Cultists occupied Sichuan, many blood relatives were killed and even Tanggata, the stronghold of the Tang clan, was burned.”

“The base is robbed.”

“Not necessarily. As they retreated, they released all kinds of poison, so even the Demonic Cultists who unknowingly invaded were killed in droves. Do you know what the family motto of the Sichuan Dangga is?”

“Uh, remember the North?”

“… … What bullshit is that?”

“You know nothing. Goong Snow.”

The gunggibang, who was looking at me with a face like looking at a madman, opened his mouth.

*’Grace is doubled. Resentment pays back ten thousand fold.”

“Hey, it’s boring.”

“I was tired. At the time of the occupation of Sacheon, the Sima Weedo (邪魔外道) people who were attached to the Demonic Cult died while urinating with Chilgong.”

“Poisoned?”

“Poisoning, assassinating, sending a pursuit party on their own to chase them down. Died in all sorts of ways. There may be a few people who survived by luck, but even if they did, they wouldn’t have survived.”

It deserves it.

Isn’t that guy ■ walking from the other side the assassin sent from the gate, or perhaps the teacup was poisoned? He would have suffered from a nervous breakdown all his life, locked up in a prison created by psychological pressure.

“When it comes to reading and memorization, Sacheondangmun is the best in the world. Closed and persistent, no one can follow. Have you ever seen someone from Sacheondangmun during this Seongra Great Banquet?”

Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve seen a single person.

Even the sects that did not participate in Seongra Daeyeon, such as the Namgung family, sent figures of key positions… … I hadn’t heard of anyone from Sacheondangmun.

I don’t think there is?”

“Isn’t it?”

“Oh, not really.”

“That’s the Sichuan Tang Gate.”

Gashing My Way, Nopaku.

The feeling is coming. As I listened to the story, I also felt ominous on the other hand.

‘Isn’t this getting rejected with a single knife?’

In order to seek cooperation,

I even brought the letter, but somehow the uneasy feeling doesn’t go away.

When I was trying to suppress that feeling and exercising the new method, the archery room suddenly opened its mouth.

“It would be better to walk from here.”

“Why? ，，

“If you suddenly approach quickly, you won’t like it at Sichuan Tang Gate.”

“You might like it.”

The gunsmith pointed to a large rock a few steps ahead.

This was written on the rock in blood-red letters.

[Those who approach without permission. I will pay the blood (血 ?) rule.]

“Let’s go on a walk. I’ve been wanting to walk for a while.”

“Hey, sometimes you have to look at the surrounding scenery and look up at the sky like this. That’s what people live for.”

Me, Gunggibang, and Hyuk Moo-jin are gods

Stopped the law, but not one person. Along with the strong wind, a new type of person was shot straight ahead.

Hey profit!

“Wow! hello!”

“Blue wind, you crazy bastard!”

“My name is Cheongpung!”

A boy of similar build was on the back of the guy who was shooting while waving his hand vigorously.

Cheongpung said to Moon-gyeong, who was pathetically shaking up and down and left and right.

“Doctor, say hello!”

“Oh, hello!”

Please do not do that… … .

Don’t ask for strange things, and don’t imitate what you’re told.

I reached out to snatch him by the scruff of his neck, but Sacheon’s reply was faster than that.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! bang!

Fiercely fired from the top of the stone wall was a huge spear as tall as an adult man. The spearhead pierced right in front of Cheongpung’s feet trembled.

and the next moment.

“What kind of bastards are they!”

Every single thing!

Dozens of crossbows appeared on top of the stone walls along with shouts of power.

Among the numerous arrowheads glistening in the sunlight, a middle-aged man with wide-eyed eyes shouted at us again.

“Outsiders, reveal your true identity!”

Cheongpung replied.

“Hello! I’m Cheongpung!”

“A cow, a cow is called Mungyeong. Boo, please, if you have mercy and give me a weapon, that grace will die, die, cure it a hundred times… … Yep!”

Stop it you trolls… … .

I hurriedly blocked the snouts of Mungyeong and Cheongpung with both hands and bowed my head toward the stone wall.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. The kids aren’t immature yet. My name is Jin Tae-kyung from Taewon Jinga.”

“Jin Tae-gyeong of Tae-won’s Jinga?”

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened slightly as he was thinking about something.

“The Shanseo Jamryong, Jin Tae-gyeong, who is said to be a disciple of the King of Fire, Jeokcheongang Daehyeop?”

“yes. That’s me.”

I continued talking with a chin on the fury room that followed me a beat later.

“This one is not a five-star and one-yin villain… but a gung-gi-bang, the follow-up to the opening.”

“After opening to disciples of Jeokcheongang Daehyeop, open.”

His tone and expression were still questionable, but the middle-aged man’s vigilance had softened.

He snapped his finger and the crossbow that was aimed at us went down.

“Why did you come to my hometown?”

“I want to see the head of the household.”

“The Lord?”

Yes, it is important.”

The middle-aged man frowned as if he didn’t like my answer, but this isn’t something you can talk about in a neighborhood room.

Geomseong Maijonghak is not a fool, and there is a reason why he writes letters in his own handwriting rather than sending letters.

“Right now, the head of the household has a lot of things to do. Currently, the head family is not accepting any outsiders, so make a promise to the next one and leave.”

“You just have to tell me.”

“Impossible. The person who gave me this order is the head of the household. And if it was that important, why not contact me in advance?”

No, what’s so sweet? This didn’t count.

The gunggibang seemed to have the same thoughts, and the guy whispered in a voice the size of an ant.

“Something is strange. Even if Sacheondangmun was a closed place, it wouldn’t be this much… … “It is the same. The attitude of aiming from the crossbow and the stern attitude at the beginning was something that could only be seen in a wartime situation.

‘You’re treated like a guest’

However, I can’t just complain about the situation where I came to seek cooperation. I think I can meet Dangaju only if I show at least half of my cards, if not all of them.

‘It can’t be helped.’

After a moment of hesitation, I opened my mouth while staring straight at the middle-aged man.

“I brought a letter from the Sword Master Maijonghak Daehyeop.”

“Please let me see the head of the family.”

The effect was clear. Swordsman Maijonghak is the idol of warriors and the leader of the new Murim League. It is not even comparable to the big boys like us who have made their name known in the past 12 years.

“… … Mmm. Just wait a moment.”

It wasn’t until after a while that the middle-aged man, who had disappeared from the stone wall while letting out a deep voice, returned.

And his first words are already decided

It was as if it were there.

“The head of the family allowed it.”

The moment the middle-aged man finished talking.

That’s right.

The huge iron door let out a breath and slowly opened its mouth.

Soon after passing through the iron gate, I realized that my previous thoughts were not wrong.

‘Something happened. It’s clear.’

People who appear to be blood relatives of the Sichuan Tang Dynasty. Their stern behavior, tense eyes, and atmosphere are proof of that.

When they left the outer hall and entered the inner hall, the sense of heterogeneity grew even more.

kang! kang! kang!

Artisans who constantly hit something with hammers and warriors in uniform walked around in pairs, and boxes containing weapons and memorization were moved in someone’s hand.

In such an appearance, the gunggibang and I exchanged electronic sounds toward each other.

– hey. Am I the only one feeling this?

– That’s right. No matter how you look at it, it looks like they’re preparing for a battle – Haven’t Madura been found? One of the guys who set fire to Sacheondangmun during the Great War – I don’t know. First of all, you’d better keep your mouth shut and pretend you don’t know.

I still thought so. If I had thought of telling you, I would have done it sooner.

But the real problem is that only I heard this transmission.

“Wow! I’m seeing this for the first time! Are you going to war?”

For a moment I thought the world had stopped,

The craftsmen and warriors of Sacheondangmun who were around stopped all their actions and were silently looking at us.

Hundreds of gazes pierce the whole body like memorization.

‘What crime did I commit in my previous life to get involved with a blue-eyed bastard?’

one second. this second. three seconds. Is this the room of spirit and time?

The inside of the mouth is the hair near the sphinx’s front feet.

By the time it was as dry as the rael, the polite middle-aged man who was guiding us said to the people.

“What are you doing? Don’t keep doing what you’re doing.”

Only then did the stopped world begin to move.

A middle-aged man who glanced at the people moving in search of something to do again threw a word at us.

“Everyone looks heavy. Do you like it.”

At first glance, this is a compliment.

But if you want to live a long and disease-free life, shut up

Why is it that I hear a chirping sound?

‘Why? Sibal. Because that’s true.’

Is it because it is an image of poison and memorization?

He was clearly one step below me in skill, but for the people of the Tang family, including middle-aged people, something smelled dangerous.

“I’ll hold my breath. That’s poison fog. It’s nasty from the smell.”

“… … Ah, yes.”

Was that a dangerous smell?

I still look around with a bright face

Lee glared at the blue-haired guy and followed the middle-aged man.

how long did it take

In the meantime, we passed five gates and finally stopped before the sixth gate.

“You can’t go with weapons before Gajujeon.”

According to the middle-aged man, after entrusting all the weapons, he had to be searched by the soldiers guarding Gajujeon.

‘It’s incredibly strict.’

At that time, the escort, who was groping my body to find a possible memory, exclaimed in surprise.

“Here’s the memorization!”

“It’s not memorization, it’s stuff.”

“yes?”

“It’s mine. That why, you know that.”

It’s a numbers game like this.

I’d rather take out the poisoned memorization than take that out of Gajujeon. That way would be a much easier death, so the middle-aged man opened his eyes wide after checking the real thing at my reluctant permission.

“Hey, that’s great.”

“… … Couldn’t you just say nothing and let it pass?”

“Okay. But it’s great.”

“Oh, please.”

After reading the sincerity mixed with my plea, he suddenly frowned instead of ordering me to pass.

“I almost forgot. For those of you who are there:

Oh yeah. there was that guy

The middle-aged man’s ‘you’ meant Mungyeong.

“I heard, you’re a medical student who came to your hometown to get some medicine?”

Mungyeong, who had been dragged all the way here, answered with a trembling voice.

“Yes, yes.”

“If it’s the same as usual, there’s nothing wrong with it… … I’m lucky to have met you well. I’ll send someone over so you can go and take care of it.”

“Go, thank you.”

When the guy with his hips bent disappeared with one unmanned man, a middle-aged man took the lead and beckoned to us.

“Let’s go in.”

Twenty steps of blue stone.

And a door at the end of it.

“Uncle, I am.”

An old voice answered the middle-aged man’s words.

“Come in.”

Geun-in Moorim