Episode 157. Like the love story of that day
Yeonjeokha heard the sound of something like a green forest from afar and smiled and said.
“I think Nokrim needs to change its name.”
“Your name?”
Gucheonnodo Simtong looked at Yeonjeokha with a puzzled look.
I wonder what’s going on, that I have to change my name out of the blue while drinking tea.
“Oh, to the neighborhood book. Whenever something happens, they bring up the green forest.”
Only then did Simtong realize that Yeonjeokha had heard what the people of Cheongeommun had said.
“Should I rip that bitch’s mouth off?”
“Tsk tsk! Why are you attacking me with a death threat when I was just making you laugh? It’s scary to think who might find out.”
“Oh, I thought you were offended, Your Majesty. I didn’t know you were joking.”
Yeonjeokha asked Namgungcheon, the Cheongungeom.
“Brother, when I said neighborhood book, you thought I was joking, right?”
“Haha. Of course. If that’s not a joke, then what is?”
“See? Old Man Shim is strange.”
“Yes, I will be careful in the future.”
“Why are you being so careful? Just think of it as something like that and move on. You’re surprisingly stubborn. Let’s live comfortably like normal people. Be comfortable.”
At the continued criticism, Simtong smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.
At that sight, the siblings Namgung Cheon and Hwayong Doksim Namgung Yeon couldn’t help but laugh.
However, Seolchasu and his party did not dare to laugh and turned their heads here and there, pretending not to know.
Meanwhile, Yu Jin-won, who was standing there dumbfounded by the unexpected news, asked urgently.
“Did you tell this teacher?”
“Yes, I sent someone to tell them that there was a problem with Chilsangmun, so they should come quickly to Banjeom with the remaining disciples.”
“Good job.”
Eugene Won nodded with a stern face.
Of course, it was nothing compared to the Chilsangmun, but for now, there was no other way.
His daughter, Yu So-woon, said with a worried expression.
“Can we do it on our own? How about asking for help from other sects nearby… … … .”
“In a world where it’s hard to even protect yourself these days, who would help us? Chilsangmun knows that, and that’s why they’re trying to steal our business partners.”
“Then I have no choice but to open my eyes and let it be taken away?”
“If we just start talking, something will come out of it, right?”
“What kind of conversation can you have with someone who forcibly holds the upper ark…?”
Yoo So-woon shook his head.
Considering what Chilsangmun did, that was absurd.
***
The Thousand Sword Gate.
“Teacher!”
Someone burst open the front door and rushed in through the Heavenly Sword Gate.
Lee Cheol-san, who was drinking tea with his students in the main hall, glanced around.
It was Jeong So-sam who had accompanied Munju about half an hour ago.
“Huk, huk! Come to Sahaebanjeom with your disciples!”
“What does that mean?”
“From Chilsangmun, the Taepyeongsangbang Ark is coming to Banjeom. Hurry up! Hurry up!”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying. Calm down and try again.”
Only then did Jeong So-sam calm down and speak.
“Didn’t Moonju and Taepyeongsangbang make a contract today? But it seems Chilsangmun got involved and caused a commotion. They took Taepyeongsangbang’s owner hostage and said, ‘We’ll show you how weak Cheongeommun is.’”
“Ah! So you want us to come to the spot quickly?”
“yes.”
“If that’s the case, there might be a fight between Chilsangmun and Banjeom?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Jeong So-sam’s voice suddenly became quieter.
I suddenly got scared when I thought I might fight the Chilsangmun.
Lee Cheol-san looked around at his disciples in Daecheong.
There are seven men and women in their early twenties, including Jeong So-sam.
There were five people who went with Moonju, so including himself, there were thirteen in total.
In comparison, the disciple of Chilsangmun is over forty years old.
In addition, it is widely rumored that the guests of Chilsangmun are masters of the martial arts world.
‘Haa! I finally got a decent job, but what the heck… … .’
Han Chae-yeon and Ha So-baek, who came down together, are working in the upper room.
On the first day he arrived in Muhan, he caught the eye of Yu Jin-won, the martial arts instructor of Hwalin Geom, and became his master.
Since then, he has been teaching ‘Pal Sang Do Beop’ and ‘Yong Ho Do Beop’.
The standard here was so low that people would say that it was great just for that.
Moonju may call himself the Hwalin Sword, but he has never fought a human before. The Thousand-Li Sword Technique that he is said to have mastered is still incomplete, so its true nature is unclear.
There is even a rumor going around that Yu Jin-won, the swordsman Hwalin, is a fraud.
“Teacher, what should we do?”
Lee Cheol-san, who had been lost in thought, came to his senses at Jeong So-sam’s words.
And he looked at Jeong So-sam with complicated eyes.
He who had been shouting ‘Hurry! Hurry!’ just a moment ago changed his words to ‘What should we do?’ To that extent, Cheongeommun is no match for Chilsangmun.
Of course, he was also shaken.
But if you run away in this situation, you will either have to leave Muhan or wander around as a ronin.
Because no sect would hire a warrior they pretended not to see when the sect was in danger.
Like Han Chae-yeon and Ha So-baek, he too must face Chil-sang-mun to establish himself.
“What should I do? I have to go and see. Get your weapons.”
“yes!”
The disciples’ faces are moved by Lee Cheol-san’s spirit.
Even though he was overweight, he did not turn away from the crisis of the temple, which showed the true character of a swordsman.
***
Lee Cheol-san and his party, who were running busily, had to stop in front of Sahae Restaurant.
The disciples of the Seven Sects were controlling the people coming and going in front of the spot.
Jeong So-sam looked at Lee Cheol-san with very nervous eyes.
“Teacher! What should we do now?”
“Follow me.”
Unlike his disciples who were cowering, Lee Cheol-san strode forward with brisk strides.
It’s an action I couldn’t even dream of before meeting Yeonjeokha.
Just as Simyanggak changed into Simtong, many changes came to his inner self.
The habit of waddling when things are going wrong has long since been abandoned.
Lee Cheol-san, who was walking straight towards the enemy lines, suddenly thought of his sworn brothers.
In the past, when the shamanistic merchants of Cheonji came to attack, the sworn brothers did not run away but stuck together.
Just like that day, today he plans to lead his disciples and fight.
Guyangcheon, the great disciple of Chilsangmun who discovered Yi Cheolsan, said to his teacher, Cheonganggeom Yang Shimyeong.
“Teacher, the Cheon Geum Moon guys are coming.”
A sneer appeared on Yang Si-myeong’s lips as he turned his head and saw Lee Cheol-san and his group.
“Huh! Is that guy the new martial arts master?”
“Yes. They say he is quite skilled in swordsmanship.”
“Even so, he’s just a frog in a well. He probably only learned a few basic swordsmanship skills from the military.”
The martial arts instructors of the minor sects were all mediocre.
However, he learned martial arts from the famous Cheongseongpa disciple. He is fundamentally different from those martial arts masters who are close to being ronin.
Besides, the head of the Chilsangmun clan came out with his guests today to show off his military power.
The guests who entered the spot are truly fearsome top-class masters, known as the Gangnam Three Ghosts.
Those three were enough, but the reason they brought in the common disciples was to pressure Taiping Shangfang.
As the opponent approached, Yang Shimyeong spoke coldly.
“Stop. Our Chilsangmun event is being held at Sahaebanjeom today, and no one else is allowed to enter.”
“I am Lee Cheol-san, a martial arts master of Cheon Geum Mun. Our master has asked me to come to Sa Hae Ban Jeom, so I think I should go in. So please step aside for a moment.”
“Huh! It seems like my words are not true. I am Yang Shimyeong of Chilsangmun. Don’t show yourself ugly in front of your disciples for no reason. Go back after saying nice things to them.”
A new color appeared in Lee Cheol-san’s eyes.
The rumor about Yang Shimyeong of Cheonganggeom was painfully heard by the disciples of Cheonggeommun.
‘I thought you said he was a master who learned the martial arts of Cheongseongpa.’
Considering that it is rare for a martial arts master to have a nickname, it is understandable that he would come across as arrogant.
However, this does not mean that Lee Cheol-san will die.
“I heard on the way that the Lord of the Ghostly Gate is trying to capture the Ark of the Taepyeongsangbang and force them to sign a contract. Is that why you are blocking the road?”
Yang Si-myeong shouted at Lee Cheol-san’s straightforward words.
“You punk! What do you know about talking nonsense like that, you little punk! Do you really want to die?”
“If you have the ability, then go ahead and try it.”
Along with the horse, Lee Cheol-san pulled out a sword.
“You crazy bastard. You want to try this with just eight people? I’ll kill you if you want. What are you doing! Hit me!”
The thirty or so disciples of the Chilsangmun drove away the disciples of the Cheongeommun with shouts.
Even in the face of enemies swarming in droves, Lee Cheol-san was not intimidated.
Instead, he ran forward with a loud roar like a tiger.
Wherever Lee Cheol-san’s sword passed, blood spurted out along with screams.
After five people fell in a single clash, no one tried to approach him.
The disciples of the Seven Sects knew that they were no match for him and avoided him.
In the end, Yang Si-myeong, who had been holding back, stepped forward.
The martial arts he learned were the Geon-Gon-Sim-Beop, Cheon-Gang-Geom, and Biryu-Sin-Bo. With just these three martial arts, he still has no rivals and is called the best among martial arts masters.
Yang Shimyeong pushed his sword into the air. In an instant, the tip of the sword vibrated once.
The bet is on the sword.
A smile of conversion appeared on his lips.
The cutting power of a sword with a history is superior to that of a famous sword. From this point on, wherever you go, you will be treated as a master.
If you practice further here, you will be able to reveal the typified sword energy outside the sword. This is called sword energy release. A person who has reached that level is called a peak master.
However, most people cannot produce sword energy even after training their entire lives.
That is why the disciples of the Chilpai Clan dominate the martial arts world. The Chilpai Clan has established its path over a history spanning from a few hundred years to a thousand years.
And if anyone learned the teachings of Japa without permission, they would be hunted down to the ends of the earth and killed.
Given these circumstances, the only opponents of the Chilpai clan can be other Chilpai clans.
Yang Si-myeong’s sword stabbed Lee Cheol-san’s shoulder like a bolt of lightning.
As if he had been waiting, Lee Cheol-san raised the sword that had been hanging down in the shape of a [之].
It was a day of the nine thousand years of the law of heaven, and the dragon ascended to heaven.
Chae-Ang-.
The outcome was decided in a single moment.
The black sword that was caught in the sword was torn in half, despite its history.
Then, Lee Cheol-san’s sword touched Yang Si-myeong’s chin.
“Master Yang. Please tell us to stop here.”
Yang Shi-myeong shouted at his disciples with a furious expression.
“Everyone stop!”
The Chilsang sect members who had been trampling on the fallen Cheongeom sect members returned to their places one by one.
Even the Cheon Geum Mun disciples, who were covered in bruises from being hit, staggered to their feet late.
Yang Shi-myeong said, gritting his teeth.
“Lee Cheol-san. It would be best for you to just step aside. Our lord’s inaction is at its peak. And he has even brought the Gangnam Three Goblins with him. No matter what you do, you won’t be able to change the situation.”
“You have to try to know whether it’s long or short.”
“Huh! You’re the kind of person who would shed tears just by looking at a coffin. If you want to die, I won’t stop you.”
Yang Shimyeong paused for a moment, then shouted at the disciples of Cheon Geum Mun.
“Did you hear? Our Lord Moon and Gangnam Samgoe are inside. If you go in now, you’ll either die or become a cripple. But only good guys should go in.”
The disciples of Cheon Geum Mun looked at Lee Cheol San with bewildered eyes at his sharp warning.
Lee Cheol-san shrugged his shoulders as if to say, “Do as you please.”
To be honest, I didn’t have the confidence to handle Gangnam Samgoe, so I couldn’t ask him to go with me.
The disciples of Cheon Geum Mun looked at each other’s bruised faces and laughed heartily.
After a while, Jeong So-sam came forward as a representative.
“Since we’ve come this far, I’ll go with you.”
“As expected, they are my disciples.”
Lee Cheol-san winked at his disciples and then walked slowly towards the entrance to the temple.
Wuxia,
