Episode 63. Namaknogun2014.04.08.
Ugh, huh.
Sonbin looked at the old man while listening to the quiet cry of the white heron.
“Are you Pyodu?”
An old man with a white beard asked in a gruff voice.
“no.”
When Sonbin answered, the old man’s white eyebrows twitched.
“No? “Then are you a member of the party?”
“no.”
Sonbin said.
“I am the one who helps with this movement.”
“Hmm.”
The old man looked at Sonbin with a sad expression. He probably didn’t like Sonbin’s answer.
“First, let’s clean up this trash and then talk.”
Hiss.
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stretched out his hands and lightly snapped his fingers.
From the old man’s slender fingertips, sharp energy spread out towards the men, who were now four in number.
Puffuck.
“Oops!”
Although they were already on guard with their weapons drawn, the men were unable to block the sharp energy.
The three men collapsed, spouting blood with a low groan, and a man who looked like a thin old man quickly dodged his body and stretched out his hands.
The two swords in his hands dance.
Kaang!
“Wow, that’s pretty cool. “For trash.”
An old man with full white hair said. The thin old man who barely escaped shouted hurriedly.
“Stop your hands, Namaknogun! We have no intention of opposing you… … .”
But the white-bearded old man had no intention of listening to him.
Hiss.
For a moment, a gust of wind rose, and before he knew it, his appearance disappeared. And then it appeared behind the skinny old man.
It was literally a moment when a ray of blue light separated him from the air.
“Ugh.”
With a single groan, the thin old man collapsed. The five men who were called the five evil spirits lost their lives literally in an instant.
“Ah, there was useless blood on the Major’s sword.”
He, who was called an old man and a Namaknogun, spoke grumblingly. But he didn’t seem to have any blood on his sword, which he called the Major’s sword.
This is because the blade he was casually holding was emitting a blue energy that anyone could clearly see.
Ugh.
“Oh, sword!”
Jang Pyo-du muttered with a blue face. Not only Jang Pyo-du, but everyone else’s eyes were fixed on the blue, flickering sword.
“Okay then.”
Whilick.
As if it were an illusion, the blue light disappeared and the sword disappeared behind the Namak Lao Army’s back.
“Now shall we talk about the treasure?”
With a wry smile, Namaknogun looked straight at Son Bin again.
“I’m sorry, but that’s a rumor.”
The voice belonged to Nchobin. She took a step forward and clasped her hands in a polite bow.
“Thank you, Mr. Roh, for saving me from difficulties. My name is Eun Cho-bin, the leader of this policy. “It belongs to the So Eun Pyo Bureau.”
The Namaknogun burst into laughter.
“I didn’t really save you, so there’s no need to say hello. “Depending on your answer, you could be the ones to die next.”
Cold hostility flows through his gaze. N Chobin felt a chill running down his back. He was the one who killed the five evil spirits in an instant without even blinking an eye.
“It is true that we are transporting a symbol of the Tang Dynasty, but it is a false rumor that it is treasure. We… … .”
“Then how can I explain what’s right in front of me?”
Namaknogun said, interrupting Eun Chobin.
“yes?”
Eun Chobin asked with a puzzled expression, and the Namak Labor Army looked directly at Sonbin and said.
“Tell me. “Why is that sword a treasure of the Tang Dynasty?”
His eyes toward Sonbin were as intense as a stab.
“It would be best to answer carefully. “I’m barely holding back from wanting to kill you all right now.”
yes.
The white heron cried as if urging him to do so. She seemed to be telling me to pick her quickly.
However, it seems that only Sonbin can hear the sound, and no one else pays attention to that fact.
“This sword was given to me by an old master.”
“Who is he?”
“You didn’t tell me.”
Sonbin said. Hwang Hak-jin only said something else when Son Bin asked his name. What he gave us were the names Serin and White Heron.
“What you taught me is the name of this sword. But I have a rough guess as to who he is.”
Afterwards, in the conversation between Jade Dragon, Son Bin found out that the old Taoist was a person called Hwanghak.
“Then why did that sword become Tangmun’s treasure?”
“It has never been a treasure of the Tang Dynasty.”
Sonbin answered.
“This sword is mine to carry out, and I am only assisting in this act. The rumor that it was a treasure of the Tang Dynasty was a misrepresentation of the information about these tokens.”
“Hmm.”
Namaknogun stroked his beard with one hand. However, his eyes were looking sharply at Sonbin.
His gaze is overflowing with a keen energy, as if he can penetrate Sonbin’s inner thoughts. Sonbin was calmly accepting the momentum.
“That makes sense.”
He said. At the same time, the momentum of the Namakno army gradually waned.
Everyone, including N Chobin, sighed in relief. Except for Son Bin.
“And it’s his thing to do. However, anyone involved in foreign history would know the name of that sword. Even if you know the name of the sword, that does not prove what you say.”
The Namak Labor Army’s eyes toward Son Bin were shining even more intensely.
“There is only one way to prove it. All I have to do is show whether you are worthy of holding that sword.”
Huh.
A fierce force poured out from the Namakno Army.
“Tsk.”
“Ugh.”
A moan spontaneously escaped from the group’s mouths. Even Jang Pyo-du steps back and bends down, not to mention other Pyo-sa and Jjasu-su.
Eun Chobin bit his lip and held on, but his face had already turned blue.
However, Son Bin, who was facing the force head on, remained calm. The force emitted by the Namaknogun was truly powerful, but it was not the worst thing Son Bin had ever experienced.
Okay.
With a low sound, the Namakno army’s major sword appeared. And soon, the blade began to emit blue energy.
Ugh.
“Huh.”
A moan escapes from someone’s mouth once again.
Typical sword energy. It is a symbol of peak mastery and a dream level for a martial artist. In a way, it would be a natural reaction since the sword is unfolding before your eyes like this.
“If you don’t show the qualifications, I guarantee you and everyone else here will die.”
Namaknogun said.
Sreung.
Sonbin slowly drew his sword. He felt fortunate because he could no longer bear the urging of the egret that had been crying earlier.
“I don’t know if I have what it takes to do that.”
yes.
A white heron cried in Sonbin’s hand.
“If you tell me to see, I will see.”
Sonbin spoke, holding the sword straight with both hands.
Ugh.
Son Bin’s sword, White Prosperity, began to let out a low sound. So loud that everyone in the room could hear it clearly.
“So, Prince Sun… … .”
Eun Cho-bin, who was watching, clenched his hands tightly without realizing it.
“It’ll be okay.”
I heard Jang Pyo-du’s voice next to me. When Eun Cho-bin turns around, Jang Pyo-du also cannot take her eyes off Son Bin.
“But if it’s the Namak Labor Army… … .”
“yes. Needless to say, he is a master of the pinnacle. He is a former leader who has not been seen at all recently and is even said to have gone into hiding. If he targets our actions, it’s literally the end of everything. but… … .”
Jang Pyo-du looked at Son Bin. He was standing in the softly flowing shadow. Calmly and calmly, as if he had just gone for a walk.
“But if you are Prince Sun… … “I think they will do something.”
“Somehow?”
“yes. “Somehow.”
That was something a prudent Jang Pyo-du would never say. But now I had no choice but to say that.
When I was looking at Son Bin, I felt like he would do anything for me, no matter how much the opponent was Namaknogun, the best expert from the previous generation. Without any basis or reason.
“Is that really true?”
Nchobin spoke in an anxious voice. Jang Pyo-du said she would do anything, but Eun Cho-bin could not control her fear.
‘But if Prince Sun gets hurt.’
Just thinking about it made me feel like my heart was tightening. With her fearful and trembling heart, Eun Cho-bin looked at her Sun-bin.
“I guess that girl is worried too.”
Suddenly, Jang Pyo-du’s voice is heard. Nchobin turned her head. At the end of the gaze, a girl in cotton yarn stood with a delicate figure.
Although her face was not visible, it was clear that she was looking at Sonbin.
Ugh.
“Heh.”
Hearing the white heron’s name, the Namaknogun quietly laughed.
“It’s still a beautiful sword.”
But Sonbin was not listening. His senses were slowly sinking downward, as was his breathing.
The flow of heaven and earth enveloped him, and for him, nothing existed under the sky except himself and the white egret with the sword.
“Goes.”
Namaknogun said with his eyes shining. And by the end of those short words, his major sword was already spewing blue energy and swinging towards Son Bin.
Huh.
A blade wrapped in a death-like blue energy was shot towards Sonbin, but Sonbin was not embarrassed at all. No, he could have become calmer.
The flow shown by the Namaknogun’s sword was very large and strong, so the choice was already decided.
widely.
Sonbin took a step forward. And he lowered the egret from top to bottom.
Hiss.
‘omg.’
The Namak Labor Army, which was attacking Son Bin, swallowed the wind in vain. The sword drawn by the white egret was extremely clean.
A sword that seems to split the whole world left and right. And it was also a sword method that forced the opponent to make an absolute choice.
‘oh my god. That… … .’
The Namaknogun clearly knew what the sword meant. The choice the white heron forced was not left or right. It is either death or flight.
Forced to choose whether to be cut in half by that sword or to escape from death.
Wow.
In that brief moment, the Namaknogun gritted his teeth. Although I didn’t actually grind my teeth, for a moment my warrior’s pride stirred, and I thought about preparing for Donggui portrait.
But even Donggwijin was not confident of success. That was a more primal and fundamental problem than the problems of internal power and swords.
The magic-like momentum shown by that absolute sword blade makes everything that the Namak Labor Army has built up fleeting.
Like the absolute emptiness felt by humans standing alone in front of Mother Nature, or the despair of reaching out for unreachable starlight.
It’s a feeling I’ve felt once before, and one I can never forget.
Swish.
The Namaknogun chose. And before he could even reflect on his regrets about his own choice, Sun Bin’s sword rose from below again.
It felt as if the sky had collapsed and I was falling into an endless abyss again. With this one stroke of the sword, everything came to an end.
widely.
At the moment when the Namakno army prepared for the end, Son Bin’s sword stopped like a lie.
yes.
The white heron cries softly, as if grumbling. But Son Bin withdrew his sword.
Sreung.
The white heron disappeared. And Son Bin put his hands together and expressed his respect towards the Namak workers.
“I could tell from the beginning that there was no hostility towards the Roh soldiers. Thank you for your help.”
It was true. From the moment Son Bin chose the white heron, the hostility from the old soldiers disappeared, although the reason is unknown.
In a way, the sparkle in his eyes was pure curiosity. So Sonbin may have been able to do his best.
“Uh, how… … .”
Namaknogun spoke in a trembling voice. It was the look of someone who had witnessed something unbelievable.
“How could you use the Untitled Sword Road…?” … .”
‘Untitled.’
Son Bin knew who the Emperor he was talking about. The jade dragon called Sajahyeok like that. It’s called Hyeoncheon’s Untitled.
“His… … “It was a blessing.”
Sonbin spoke in an effortlessly calm tone.
“Guilbut… … .”
The Namak Labor Army repeated in a quiet voice. And after a while he continued speaking.
“Even in Oesa, which is called the sky outside the sky, there is another heaven, so it is called Cheonoesaseong.”
His voice was low and trembling slightly.
“The fierce tiger is cruel, the yellow crane is empty, and the jade dragon plays in the clouds. However, the only one who reigns over them all is Emperor Wu of Xuantian.”
Namaknogun said while looking straight at Sonbin.
“In my life, there are only two people I have deeply recognized and respected from the bottom of my heart. It is Hwanghak and Untitled. The moment you held that sword in your hand, you knew you were worthy. Because that sword is not something that just anyone can hold. But I didn’t know that you would even unleash the Untitled Sword.”
The look in Namaknogun’s eyes toward Son Bin was filled with affection, as if they had met blood relatives.
“What is your name?”
“This is Sonbin.”
“Sonbin.”
Namaknogun said with a gentle smile.
“I have met someone who possesses the sword of the true man and the path of martial arts. Will there ever be such a happy day in my life? “Did you say you were helping with this?”
“Yes, it is.”
“If you help, I will help too.”
Namaknogun said.
“Although there is a girl from our party, since you don’t mind, I’ll just skip it this time. Do you understand?”
His last words were directed at the cotton girl Dang Yue-er. Dangwol-ah lightly bowed her head. Her cotton yarn fluttered slightly.
“Where you can see the mountain, no one will be able to touch you.”
The Namaknogun spoke in a light tone, as if in passing. However, the weight of his declaration was by no means light.
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