Episode 649
Breath of Yin Huang (4)
Teeeeing!
“oh?”
Seolhyang’s eyes widened when she saw that the gold rope her teacher was riding was broken once again.
The woman smiled bitterly.
“It got cut off again.”
“Master….”
“It is done. “I will take care of this, so you can take a break.”
Seolhyang, who was looking at the woman with bewildered eyes, lowered her head.
“I’ll get a car.”
“No, it’s okay.”
“The teacher’s favorite Tie Guanyin remains.”
The woman smiled.
“I want to be alone today. “How about putting aside your studies for the first time in a while and enjoying some rest?”
He was a teacher who was more kind than anyone else, but was also strict when it came to learning.
If such a teacher were to say something like this, it would really mean that today’s study is over.
Seolhyang lowered her head.
“If you do, my disciple will go downstairs for a while. Rest well, Master.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Eventually, Seolhyang came out of the room.
The woman who was fixing the broken rope soon left the gold in a corner of the room and went out.
Phew.
The wind blowing over the hill was very cold.
Countless mountain peaks were visible. It was desolate, but it was also spectacular.
Calmly walking step by step, the woman stood at the end of the hill and looked up at the sky.
Whoa! Whoa!
The wind seemed to be getting stronger.
The woman smiled.
“It’s a good wind.”
It was a weather in which an ordinary person would feel cold even wearing thick fur clothes.
But it wasn’t a woman.
She boasted a mature beauty that made her look like she was a little over thirty, but in reality she was over sixty. The ability to achieve absolute perfection is what prevents aging.
However, right now I was in a situation where I couldn’t use my air power properly, but that was only limited to military power. The internal energy and body she had honed throughout her life always kept her body in tip-top shape.
The problem was mental.
‘When will it be?’
A shadow fell on the face of the woman, Ha Eungyo.
‘When will I be able to get out of here?’
Ha Eungyo regretted.
I broke my resolve to remain an artist for the rest of my life and regretted my past when I became drunk with power and became crazy about martial arts.
If I had lived my whole life as an entertainer, I would not have suffered such humiliation. No matter how good martial arts are, is it as good as a lifetime of freedom?
Enthusiasm that does not know moderation. That passion pushed her talent to the highest level, but it also took a lot from her.
When I realized it too late, it was really too late.
‘I should have known my fractions.’
Tears welled up in Ha Eungyo’s eyes.
‘I thought I could cut it off cruelly.’
Love could be broken. No, I had to quit and actually still felt betrayed.
I forgot about love. However, maternal love could not be broken.
Even when her child was growing inside her, she was confident. I can quit. I thought I would have to give birth to the child I had already conceived because it was a waste of its life, but I thought I would be able to let go of my affection after the baby was born.
In fact, it was temporarily removed. Because she once abandoned her child.
But a day after abandoning her child, she felt as if the sky was falling.
I looked for the child again, but before I knew it, the people who had taken the child were gone. There wasn’t even a trace to be found. I searched in many directions to find traces, but still could not find them.
After twenty-five years had passed.
She received offers from places where she took her children.
From then on, Ha Eungyo abandoned her life. And five years passed.
The past five years have been a path of atonement and at the same time a path of motherhood that cannot be broken.
In the meantime, there were moments like now when I couldn’t bear to long for freedom.
But in the end, that freedom was also the freedom to see their children. She thought that if only she could see her child’s face, she would choose that life even if it meant living just one day.
‘When can I see you?’
they said It will end soon.
That they will give you freedom soon. He said he would be able to spend the rest of his life with his children.
Ha Eungyo did not believe what they said.
Regardless, she was not without experience as a strongman either. I knew very well how ugly and dirty the world was.
Maybe they didn’t have their own children with them. In the worst case scenario… my child might no longer belong to this world.
But what if, just by chance, your child is still alive?
What if their offer is true and you can see your child in just a little while?
Ha Eungyo could not throw away that slight possibility. I’m holding on until now because I couldn’t let go of that possibility.
“I’m sorry.”
Grumbling.
Tears flowed from Ha Eungyo’s eyes.
“You can stick a knife into the mother’s chest. Even if they laugh at me or blame me, what can I say?”
What child in the world can understand the parents who abandoned him?
“If only I could see your face once…”
Ha Eungyo cried endlessly.
I continued to cry until the sun rose in the sky and set to the west and a clear moon rose.
* * *
“Whoa.”
A subtle admiration appeared on the face of the middle-aged man as he took a deep breath and then let it out.
“It’s different.”
I didn’t know it when I came, but when I woke up after a good day’s sleep and took a deep breath, the air was definitely different.
“It’s a continent… I don’t know the pride of those who talk about Central Plains, but the air is definitely clearer than my hometown. “It’s very refreshing.”
The scenery was also a work of art.
If you just turn your head, a spectacular view of countless steep mountain peaks unfolds.
It is an incredibly majestic sight. If I had time, I would conquer all the mountains in Shaanxi and unleash this hot fire energy.
“There is no choice.”
No matter how bad it was, there was nothing I could do about the orders from above.
Of course, most orders would have been taken lightly. It is difficult to find anyone who gives orders to him in the first place.
However, he could not disobey the cult leader’s orders.
The only person who could control him like a wild horse was the leader. Even the incarnation of myth or the demon god of light blood could not move him, but the master of the Four Eums was different.
A middle-aged man, Hu Yanzong, turned his head and looked up at the small hill.
For a moment his eyes deepened.
‘That way.’
Hoyeonjong, who was quietly looking up at the hill, left his residence and walked towards the valley.
After a while.
“omg!”
“Meet Samhobeop (三護法)!”
The masked people who were moving in perfect order knelt down towards the Hoennjong.
Without even receiving their greetings, Hoyeonjong headed towards the old man fiddling with something on the wide bench next to the valley.
The old man glanced at Hoenjong.
“Are you here?”
Hoenjong nodded.
The old man grumbled.
“Maybe it’s because he’s young, but he’s very fast. “I thought it would take 10 more days.”
“You feel young after your 60th birthday.”
“Has it already happened?”
Hoenjong said bluntly.
“Semi-god blood relatives who cannot prove themselves will be eliminated before they turn 40. And I turned forty twenty-three years ago.”
“If you remember all those things, you must be young.”
“I can’t say anything to an old man.”
“That crap is still the same.”
“The old man’s mouth is still the same as he tells the guardian to be a b*stard.”
The old man chuckled.
“It’s the Three Tigers Act… It’s amazing. “You must be the first among us to rise to the position of guardian of the law.”
“The old man would be the first half-god blood relative to live to that age without any martial arts talent.”
“It’s noisy. Look at this.”
The object the old man handed to him was a small, black iron ball.
Although it was called an iron ball, it was large enough to fit into the hand of an adult man.
Hoenjong’s eyes lit up.
“Is this the Saneumshintan?”
“It’s an improved version of the Saneumshintan. “The name is the same, but the power is different from before.”
“Yes, but isn’t this item useless without the mental methods taught by that b*tch?”
The old man blinked.
“Have you not learned that mental method?”
Hoenjong looked at the old man with an expression of wonder.
“Why do I learn such joke-like mental techniques?”
“How can I use this without that mental method?”
“It’s okay if you don’t use it. “There are many useful things all over the world.”
The old man frowned.
“Think about what if.”
“There are no what ifs.”
Ugh.
The mountain spirit bullet that rose from Ho Yeon Sect’s hand began to rotate his body at an alarming speed.
Aaaaeaaaeak!
It was moving at such a fast speed that at some point, the old man lost sight of the movement of the Saneumshintan circling around the body of the Hoenjong.
The old man was also a person skilled in martial arts at the level of a peak expert. Even with the eyes of an expert, the movement cannot be detected. It was a speed that gave goosebumps.
Hoenjong stretched out his hand.
widely!
Subtle smoke rose from the Saneumshin bullet that was sucked into his hand.
The old man said with a displeased face.
“You didn’t break it, right?”
Hoenjong smiled.
“I even suppressed the sound with my inner energy. “Do you really think you’ve put a scratch on this precious item?”
“Give it to me.”
Hoyeonjong handed the Saneumshintan to the old man.
Saneumsintan was quite hot. Although both speed and wind were controlled with the inner ball, it was not possible to control the surface temperature of the iron ball, which was heated by friction with the air.
But this alone was shocking enough.
The old man asked in a calm voice.
“How far have you learned it?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m talking about Yin Hwang Mu (陰荒武). “It looks like you’ve become stronger than five years ago.”
Hoenjong shook his head.
“We have reached the extreme.”
“That’s amazing.”
“It’s not that great that you’ve trained yourself to the limit. What’s really important is how far you can go with fully mastered martial arts.”
Hoenjong smiled strangely.
“The old man also learned martial arts, so he wouldn’t know it, right?”
The old man turned his head.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a relationship with martial arts. “The reason I survived until now is because I have talents other than martial arts.”
“In fact, it is so amazing that he has even been given the title of ‘God’s Reporter.’”
Displeasure appeared on the old man’s face.
“Don’t call me by that nickname. “I am just an unknown old man with no name or nickname.”
“Okay, old man.”
Hoenjong crossed his arms.
“By the way, did you hear?”
“what?”
“What happened in Sacheon?”
“…?”
“I guess you didn’t hear me. They say that the realm of paradise has been shattered.”
For a moment, surprise appeared on the old man’s face.
“It was smashed?”
“To be exact, it looks like it’s being shattered. They say things in the party didn’t go as planned. “It is said that the Tang family is joining hands with the fox of openness to clean up Sichuan.”
“…I can’t believe it. I dispatched everything from Gwanghyeol to Death Soul. “I was the one who gave them the Saneumshintan.”
“It’s not like a private marriage. I’m not sure, but I heard that even the Supreme Commander of the Sixth Division was summoned. “But it seems to be blocked.”
“No way…”
The old man’s eyes wavered.
“Has the King of Cancer stepped forward?”
“I guess I should have stepped forward. But he said the old man alone couldn’t explain it. They say it started to clear out in an instant, but it seems like there was a pretty great helper in the middle.”
“her!”
The old man shook his head.
“Are you saying that a project that took over ten years of hard work collapsed in an instant?”
“Isn’t that actually a good thing? While we were working with Shinhwa, Gwanghyeol was only in charge of Sacheon. “You should see some blood there too.”
“Nonsense! Fights between tribes become meaningful only after the continent is conquered. “I don’t know about other places, but Sacheon should not have collapsed.”
“It’s none of my business.”
It was as if he was dismissing it as something that had nothing to do with him. Ho Yeonjong’s face was filled with only drowsiness as he spoke indifferently.
Hoenjong looked at the hill in the distance.
“It’s over there, right? “A place where there’s a girl who’s doing some kind of shamanic act or something.”
“okay.”
“Stupid b*tch. “It’s not even funny that you’re giving this and that to someone just because you’re obsessed with that b*stard.”
There was a look of discomfort on the old man’s face.
“If it weren’t for her, we wouldn’t have been able to make something like this.”
There was a sneer on Ho Yeonjong’s face. He could not understand the instructions of his superiors or the old man who was so passionate about such tricks.
‘It’ll be boring for a while.’
Hoenjong flopped down on the floor.
“Anyway…”
“What?”
“Is the Yin Emperor’s child really in our custody?”
The old man chuckled.
“Even those who have half the blood of a god will die if they cannot prove themselves, so will the religious leader care about a lowly bloodline born to a foreign woman?”
