Episode 34. Paljuling, the sacred relic of the East
The Dark Lord, the Dark Ghost Slayer, Sadoyoung wiped his nose with the back of his hand.
When I saw the blood-stained back of his hand, I was so shocked that I was speechless.
“This is crazy… … .”
Embarrassment rather than shame came first.
His position in the church is that of the ten-headed horseman.
Compared to beings like Baekdu Ma-gun, the welcoming god, and Ungjae-gwi, he is like a firefly in front of the sun, but it is no exaggeration to say that he is a peerless master in the martial arts world.
After becoming a Sipduma soldier, even the elders of the Chilpai clan looked down on him. How could he get hit by a young kid and get a nosebleed?
As he was about to leave, Woongjaegwi hesitated and turned around.
The embarrassed Sadoyoung quickly opened his mouth.
“I let my guard down. I’ll take care of it right away.”
Woongjaegwi didn’t answer and just looked at him with pitiful eyes.
Sadoyoung gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword.
I made an excuse that I let my guard down against Baekdu Horse Army, so now I plan to do my best.
Sadoyoung, who had raised the level of the coma to the extreme, flew towards the opponent with a shout of ‘Cha-ha-ta!’
The sword in Apostle Young’s hand flashed in the air.
A red aura rose from the tip of the sword and shot towards Yeonjeokha’s upper body.
Shhh.
A little later, the sword of the Yeonjeokha rose diagonally.
Wow.
In an instant, the red aura disappeared as if washed away.
The white porcelain that had extinguished the red sword energy rushed towards Sadoyoung like a raging wave.
The shocked Sadoyoung flipped over in the air to avoid the sword.
Whirlilyrick.
Sadoyoung barely managed to land on the ground, but his expression was not good.
As the tension eases, my lower back feels hot.
Sadoyoung’s gaze turned to his waist as he felt the pain belatedly.
‘omg!’
Blood was dripping from his waist.
The bleeding is incomparable to coffee.
“Back off. I’m not your opponent.”
At Woongjaegwi’s words, Sadoyoung lowered his head and stepped aside.
After a while, Woongjaegwi slowly walked out.
“Aesongi, do you know who we are?”
Woongjaegwi looked at the boy with strange eyes.
Hwan-Hwan Shin-Ma killed the elder of the Hwasan faction after a dispute over thirty years ago, and while being chased, he joined the famous religion. After that, he went through the ten-headed horse army and reached the position of Baekdu horse army. It took him thirty years to become a famous sect member and rise to the position of Baekdu horse army. In his eyes, he was just a puppy that he had a crush on.
“Not interested?”
“Then die.”
Woongjaegwi shook his hand with an annoyed expression.
In that moment, three mountain branches (tree branches that hit the mountain pain point) were stuck around Yeonjeokha.
“Ugh!”
Suddenly, a heavy groan escaped Yeonjeokha’s mouth.
A dark shadow seemed to gather around Yeonjeokha and then gradually spread out.
He swung his sword with a pained face surrounded by shadows.
Shhh. Shhh.
Fierce sword energy swept in all directions.
But the shadow did not disperse.
No, every time Yeonjeokha swung his sword, his clothes split open as if they had been cut by a sword.
It was a strange sight to anyone, but Woongjaegwi laughed as if it was natural.
In the past, even when he roamed the world of martial arts, he could not find an enemy. This technique of trapping shadows and stealing their souls was already invincible when he became the Ten Headed Horse Army. Now, the Baekdu Horse Army is several times stronger. There is no way that a human could stand up to the Hamyeong Talhonma Army.
Meanwhile, Yeon-jeok belatedly realized the situation he was in and stopped.
It was as if I had fallen into a dark hell and could not see anything.
It didn’t end with just stopping.
My whole body felt heavier and heavier, as if I was sinking into a swamp, and it was difficult to breathe. I felt like if I continued like this for a little longer, I wouldn’t be able to move a single finger.
‘Ah! Is this some kind of sorcery?’
The merchant of the world said that among the masters of martial arts, there are those who use extraordinary methods. I saw the opponent throw something like chopsticks. Who knew that would cause such a phenomenon! If I had known, I would not have just watched.
‘Ugh! What should I do?’
I was already in a situation where I couldn’t tell east, west, south, or north. No matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn’t come up with a way out.
“Haa, haa, haa… … .”
My breathing became increasingly difficult.
For the first time, I thought, ‘I might die.’
As the fear of death arose, my mind went blank.
The weight of darkness that was squeezing my whole body suddenly seemed to increase, and eventually I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
‘Ugh!’
The last gesture of the other person flashed through Yeonjeokha’s mind as he struggled to catch his breath. The wooden chopsticks that the old man had thrown had clearly landed somewhere near him.
If those chopsticks are causing this weird phenomenon, why don’t we just get rid of them?
And he has a useful technique for plowing the land.
It will be a dragonfly.
Nothing else came to mind.
The man with difficulty lifted the sword above his head.
Then, Park Do drew a curve in the air and fell down.
Kwaarrung.
One time didn’t change anything.
He turned his body to the side and opened his mouth to see if he could do it again.
Kwaarrung.
A rumble of thunder was heard through the thick clouds.
And then, as if by a miracle, the darkness thicker than the dark clouds parted slightly.
It worked.
The pressure that had been pressing down on my entire body immediately eased, and my breathing became easier.
He twisted his body to the side once more and blew the dragonfly again.
Kwaarrung.
Finally the darkness retreated.
Woongjaegwi opened his eyes wide as if they were going to tear apart.
It’s the first time I’ve seen someone trapped in the Hamyeongtalhonma Gong break out of it with their own power.
I felt a little uneasy when the ground split apart as the pottery extended out from the darkness. I had never seen such swordsmanship in any of the martial arts schools.
A greenhorn has that kind of power?
As the six pottery pieces turned over the ground, a mountain branch was caught and blown away.
And when the nine pottery pieces stretched out, Ungjaegwi slightly stepped back.
“What are you just watching? Kill that bastard!”
At the command of Ungjaegwi, the dark spirit Sadoyoung and his subordinates rushed towards the boy who had just emerged from the darkness.
“Kill him!”
“die!”
Twenty-five masters of the Dark Ages swarmed the Yeonjeokha River like a swarm of bees.
Ungjaegwi, who had retreated to the back, threw ten mountain branches at the place where his subordinates and Yeonjeokha were mixed. Whether his subordinates died or not was of no concern to him.
Tsk tsk tsk.
When ten mountain branches fall from the sky to the ground.
Yeonjeokha’s body broke through the darkness and soared into the air.
Soon he changed positions in the sky, flipping over nine times without hesitation.
The eighth form of the nine thousand year old law, the nine dragons’ rebirth.
The Dark Knights swung their swords over their heads, but the new form of the Yeonjeokha was like a ghost, and the sword tips did not touch it.
Following the Nine Dragons, the old-style Lightning Sword Formation unfolded. Nine sword shapes fell from the sky to the ground.
A lot of crap.
The masters of the Dark Age who were hit in the head with the sword died without even being able to scream.
The Dark Knights took a step back in shock at the destructive sword attack. The order was scary, but the boy’s sword attack was even scarier.
Just before the ten branches hit the ground, Yeonjeok-ha threw the sword with all his might.
Shhhh.
The bullet flew over the ground and spun around violently.
The mountain branches were helplessly swept by the gusts of wind generated by the rotating fan.
Woongjaegwi glanced at the surviving Sadoyoung.
Looking at the half-souled faces of my subordinates, I think it’s time to change my goal.
“Stop it!”
Despite Woongjaegwi’s instructions, Sadoyoung did not move readily.
But in the end, Sadoyoung and his subordinates stood in front of Woongjaegwi.
I cursed inwardly, ‘You son of a bitch! Are you passing the buck to the Ten Horsemen when even the Baekdu Horsemen couldn’t handle it?’ but there was nothing I could do.
In the meantime, Yeonjeokha, who had retrieved the sword, walked towards the men in black again.
No special words, no questions asked.
Woongjaegwi felt goosebumps at the sight of his opponent.
No matter what I do, it doesn’t seem like those steps will stop.
The moment the boy and Sadoyoung confronted each other again, Woongjaegwi ran away without looking back.
Five more Dark Lords who were in conflict were killed.
Then, this time, Sadoyoung noticed and pulled away.
As soon as the Dark Lord Apostle Young escaped, the black-clad people scattered in all directions like a swarm of locusts.
Since I didn’t have any special grudge with them, I didn’t chase them.
That’s how the fight ended.
Poongyeoncho approached Jang Han-young, who was standing there blankly.
“Who on earth are those guys? No matter how I look at them, they don’t seem like thieves.”
Jang Han-yeong, who was shocked by Yeon-jeok-ha’s inaction, answered politely.
“I don’t know their identity either. But I think it’s true that they aren’t thieves. They just took the things I had entrusted to you at your request.”
“What is it?”
“It is a sacred relic from the East called Paljuling.”
“Is it expensive?”
“It is a difficult item to obtain as it is only found in the East, but it is not expensive.”
“Wow! It’s a hard-to-find item, but it’s not expensive.”
“Because it’s not something that trades well. There’s no one who really collects it.”
“You take something like that and then you commit murder? That’s really strange.”
Poongyeoncho shook her head.
“Ha! I can’t understand why people with such great martial arts skills would kill because of the Eight Pillars. Ah, look at this crazy person. Although it’s late, thank you for saving my daughter and me. I will never forget this favor and repay you.”
“Don’t worry about it, it’s okay.”
Poongyeoncho waved his hand.
His face was ticklish because he had not jumped in to save her but had gotten involved in the hopes of getting something to eat.
Tak Go-myeong, who was examining the abandoned corpses of the black-clad men, approached with a frown.
“Big brother, I searched through all the bodies, but there’s nothing. I have no idea what they’re doing.”
“He doesn’t seem to be a thief, so I don’t think we need to worry about him.”
“Ah! Then that’s fine.”
Takgo Myung immediately grumbled and shook off the opponent, saying that he was not a thief.
If it’s the same green forest, then I wouldn’t care. Otherwise, there’s no reason to care.
The five Bongsipgeol agreed to carry Suwolsangbang’s luggage to a nearby village. Of course, it wasn’t free. Jang Han-yeong promised the Biryongmun followers three hundred nyang of silver.
It was a pretty big sum of money, but it was a deal that satisfied both Jang Han-young and Oh Bong-sip-geol. Jang Han-young and his wife got their lives and luggage back, and Oh Bong-sip-geol got the rice cakes they were hoping for.
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The next day, the Oh Bong-sip-geol and Jang Han-yeong arrived in Su-hyeon.
The five Bongsipgeols said goodbye to Jang Han-yeong and his wife at Suhyeon and left for Hoenam.
And early September.
The five Bongsipgeol were finally able to arrive at Namjikryeoseong.
Although it is called Namjikryeoseong, Hwangsan is still a long way to go as it goes down a long way to the south past Hapbi.
Around lunchtime.
After a quick meal at the official residence, while we were resting, Gumilbokgyeom Simyanggak pointed to a mountain in the distance.
“That’s Palgongsan Mountain over there. There’s a green forest called Jeoksachae.”
The eyes of the five Bongsipgeol sparkled at the mention of the green forest vegetables.
It’s a vague expectation that if you’re lucky, you might meet another Nokrimdo. To others, Nokrimdo might be scary, but to them, it’s a family member, so just hearing the word makes them happy.
Wuxia,
