Episode 742
Bloody Throne (3)
Hook!
A terrifying energy emanated from Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.
The sharpness of the energy that surged for a split second was truly like a divine sword. That energy swept away the cloud-like good energy that had surrounded the surroundings in an instant.
Hahaha!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face turned red.
Thanks to the unexpectedly scattered good energy, the vague feeling disappeared and my five senses became clear.
‘see.’
Only now Yeon Ho-jeong was able to check the appearance of Tak Mu-ja. Unlike before, when I could see it all but didn’t feel the need to open it and recognize it, it has returned to normal.
‘Amazing.’
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Tak Mu-ja’s face again and was inwardly surprised.
Takmuja, who is the highest ranked person in the entire generation, must be over 80 years old.
However, if you just looked at his face, you would have believed that he was in his mid-40s. His hair was white, but if you look at his eyebrows and beard, he looked younger than his father, Yeonwi.
Nevertheless, the reason I vaguely recognized him as an old man was because of the sage that was felt in his hair and his beggarly voice. Aside from those things, I would believe that he is a shaman swordsman currently on active duty.
“That’s amazing.”
Vivid surprise appeared on Zhuk Muzi’s face. Even at that age, his expression was as intuitive as a child.
“It seems like that question is a great annoyance to you. Even good energy can be shocked and dispersed, so in the history of shamans, there are no more than ten people who have cleared away this good energy and revealed themselves completely.”
“Is that so.”
“That’s right.”
Takmuja smiled sheepishly.
“Don’t be too offended. Sometimes we are dazed too. This skill is difficult for even those who have practiced Taoist martial arts their entire lives to get used to. “You are not the only ones feeling ambiguity.”
“I guess that happened.”
“is it.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.
“Fifty years… on what basis do you say that?”
It was a pretty sharp reaction. But Takmuja answered obediently.
“Appearance, martial character, and knowledge can be deceiving. But you can’t fake this.”
Takmuja tapped his head with his index finger.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.
“Sangdanjeon.”
“That’s right. Even as they get older, those who take care of themselves are always full of vitality. It’s hard to guess a person’s age just by looking at the shoes at the top. One….”
“….”
“If you can go beyond the sacred items and read the flow of history engraved on the vessel, guessing the person’s age is not that difficult.”
Easier said than done.
But of course, it was not possible for everyone. To begin with, most of the people in Moorim did not even know the concept of Sangdanjeon.
Even just looking at Yeonhojeong, I couldn’t understand the flow of history and other words engraved on the bowl called Sandangjeon.
“That’s just the way it is. It’s hard to explain. Anyway, I hope you just understand that I see something like that and move on.”
“…okay.”
Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.
“All right.”
Takmuja’s eyes sparkled. His eyes, filled with curiosity, were also like those of a child.
“Aren’t you going to answer?”
“Do I have to answer the question?”
“…Ohh?”
Takmuja burst out laughing.
“The student I cherished and cherished fell into the arms of the world’s most ugly beast, threw away the sword I had taught him for a long time and started holding a vicious sword, so I swore to myself that if I ever saw that b*stard stand on his side, I would immediately beat him on the head.”
“….”
“But now that I look at it, I don’t feel like hitting it at all. “It’s not just ugly, it’s downright vicious, but don’t you feel a certain way in its eyes and voice?”
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
“I refuse to engage in idle talk. “I have no idea what that means.”
“Hehehe.”
“If you are afraid of Okcheong’s changes, I have nothing to say to you.”
“You b*stard, Jade Qing was a pottery that would be difficult to recreate in the world. Although it was a bit twisted, martial arts was also better than mine. “If I had just kept learning quietly, I would have soared in an instant, but because of you, 10 years of hard work went to waste.”
“Then why didn’t you manage your students properly in the first place?”
“what?”
“I taught those under my command how to survive. “As a teacher, I can’t help but feel sad, but I don’t think it’s my fault.”
Takmuja laughed.
“How to survive? “Kill me before I die?”
“Exactly.”
“If you start killing one or two people before you die, one hundred million living souls will be burned in the future, right? “Wasn’t that a male killer?”
“Whether or not he becomes a murderer depends on his own capabilities. “Rosenbae is the one who taught me how to use chopsticks, so just trust your student.”
“Hahahaha!!”
Takmuja suddenly burst into laughter.
“Oh my god, look at such a shameless b*stard! “In the end, it’s not your fault at all?”
“That’s right.”
“You idiot! There is fire and water in the world. There is wind and soil. “A guy with an angry fire like you could have chased away Okcheong, who is as arrogant as water, but you turned him into fire.”
“I’ll say it again, I’m not good at random conversations.”
“Hehehe!”
What was so funny was that Takmuja’s laughter was so heartbreaking.
Tak Mu-ja, who had been laughing for a while, stopped laughing and looked at Yeon Ho-jeong. The laughter stopped, but the bright smile remained.
“You’re right.”
“…?”
“Actually, I was the one who didn’t catch it. “They could have caught it, they could have locked it up, but they didn’t.”
“I see.”
“I wanted to raise it as a pottery, but that was just my greed. Of course, I was confident that if I could complete it, I would be able to become a master of shaman martial arts and a hermit equivalent to the Sampungjo master, but…”
Takmuja’s smile changed slightly.
That smile, which was close to a bitter smile, made the once bright impression of Tak Mu-ja somewhat dark.
“There was always a desire for the worldly life in his heart. I had a lot of worries, but I taught him with all my enthusiasm. “I have no doubt that even if you are immersed in the dark and dangerous life of the world, you will always return to the center.”
“I guess I was the only one getting criticized for no reason.”
“You idiot, believing and regretting are two different things. Since you are the one who ruined such a talented person, you can at least accept the grumbles of your teacher, right?”
“So is this enough?”
“what? Fuhahahaha!”
A lively laugh burst out from Takmuja’s mouth again.
“The Yeon family of Gangdong has been famous for raising guild leaders recognized by the world for generations. “It is truly strange how a special species like you was born in such a righteous family.”
Strangely enough, Yeon Ho-jeong felt the same way.
All of the martial arts masters he had seen so far were extraordinary.
That extraordinaryness was close to an intimidating feeling that prevented others from easily approaching him. This was true not only of Myeonggeuk, but also of Eumje Ha Eungyo, King Amwang Tanghyeong, and even Tuwang Yangcheon.
Although they were absolute people with completely different prayers, it was difficult for anyone to keep their sanity in front of them. They had that ‘power’.
But Takmuja was different.
A meeting that was so unexpected yet continued naturally. Nevertheless, he does not seem like a master who is praised as a legend.
It just feels like seeing a good-natured and wise old man in every village.
As Takmuja said, he was a person who did not fit the title of Geomseon at all. Either in a good way or in a bad way.
“Fun. This is what makes the world interesting. “I don’t like it, but it’s been a while since I’ve seen someone who holds his head high and says everything he wants to say even in front of the name Geomseon.”
“I do this to everyone, not just seniors.”
“I think so. Judging by the waiting at the counter, he doesn’t seem like the type of person anyone would notice. “He’s the type of guy who pushes his opponents into his enclosure and plays with them as he pleases.”
“To that extent…”
“But you shouldn’t do that in front of the emperor.”
“…?!”
For a moment, Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.
The sudden mention of the emperor’s presence in the flowing conversation was enough to embarrass Yeon Ho-jeong.
Takmuja rested his chin as if showing off. As expected, it was an action that did not seem like a Taoist.
“Don’t you have business at the imperial palace?”
“…How did you know that?”
“How do you know? “I know because I overheard your conversation with that vicious b*stard named Gok-gyeong.”
“…!”
Did you hear the whole conversation from that far away?
‘Is that possible?’
I don’t know. I thought it would be absolutely impossible, but for some reason, it seemed like this mastermind could pull off a strange trick that would make the impossible possible.
Takmuja shook his head.
“It doesn’t matter how you heard it. “The important thing is that with your unyielding personality, if you enter the imperial palace, you and your entire clan could be in danger.”
Takmuja said they were a clan.
If you are Yeonhojeong’s clan, you are talking about Yeonga. It meant that Byuksan Yeonga, one of the six powerful families, could be in danger just by his presence.
“I haven’t yet entered the imperial palace…”
“I guess you’re not sure yet. But if there is no other way, I will definitely enter the imperial palace.”
“….”
“I didn’t know why you were so worried about the imperial palace, but after talking to you, I understood. Would a vicious b*stard like you have anything to worry about? “The only people you have to worry about are your family.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Tak Mu-ja with confused eyes.
Takmuja’s smile deepened.
“You have nice eyes.”
“yes?”
“He may have a three-headed, six-fat monster in his heart, but he still knows how to care for his family. Yes, that’s right. “That way you don’t fall completely into darkness.”
Why?
As I listened to Tak Mu-ja’s remarks, I felt that my anxious mind was calming down little by little.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly looking at Tak Mu-ja, asked in a serious tone.
“You said you wanted to see me.”
“It did.”
“It’s not just because of Okcheong, not because of the battle that took place in front of Mt. Wudang, not because of senior Gokgyeong, or even because of my age.”
“Of course it is.”
“Why are you talking to me alone? Why are you talking only to me, leaving Senior Gok and Liang aside?”
“To make you feel better.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyebrows twitched.
“What do you mean by that?”
“I don’t know what will happen in the future, but if you go to the imperial palace now, you will have a hard time surviving.”
“Why is that so?”
“There are no standards. I couldn’t resolve the concerns that I didn’t even recognize because they were old. So, when I see people in the imperial palace, I don’t know how to treat them, and when I meet the emperor, I don’t know how to act in front of him.”
“What the hell….”
“I thought that because of that, my disciples and shamans in the future could also be harmed.”
Takmuja pointed to Yeonhojeong with his finger.
“Because of you, not anyone else.”
Yeon Ho-jeong was embarrassed.
“I am…”
“You may be as ugly as a monster, but the spark of agreement has just begun to ignite for you. Aside from that, you never see the people you hold in your arms go wrong.”
“….”
“Someday you will have to make a choice. “The people you care about and the people you care a little less about.”
“yes?”
“Wasn’t it like that in Sacheon too? “You poisoned the Dragon Head Ark of Openness?”
“…?!”
“No matter how urgent the situation was, how could you have done something like that? Was there really no other way than that?”
At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong felt a chill running down his spine.
Zhuo Muzi’s face became serious.
“I won’t talk too much. Other than this, I don’t have anything else to say.”
“…?”
“Go over to the black road.”
“What…”
“Don’t worry about it, just go to Heukdo and eat everything.”
