Budim Episode 521 “It’s nice to see you, but do you have any plans to become the leader?” ? ?，， It is natural for the group members to be agitated when the leader of the group task says that he will beat them up.
King Byeokgeom opened his mouth wide at Maejonghak’s unexpected words, and Chang Cheongeomwang and Mumyeong looked at Maejonghak with dazed eyes.
‘What the hell does that have to do with being happy… … ?’ ‘This bastard is the Murim Lord.’ He didn’t say anything, but his expression was just that.
In such a situation, the last person, Jeok Chun-gang, opened his mouth with a surprisingly calm complexion.
“A normal person would not be able to speak at a time like this. But the old man is different. He’s met a lot of crazy people lately.” Instantly, I met Jeokcheongang’s eyes and looked back.
Whether it’s a huge coincidence, no one. Except for one sparrow pecking something off the ground.
Well, that’s right. I finally realized why Jeokcheongang was looking this way.
“I didn’t know you liked birds. Ha, sparrows are cute.”
“I am looking at you.”
“Me? Why me all of a sudden?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know?”
“I usually ask because I don’t know. Why do you ask when you know?”
“I want to bury him when I see him twitching his snout.”
Well, then it gets in trouble.
After thinking for a moment, I asked with a half-doubtful expression.
“I’m telling you this just in case, maybe, just in case. Is my name among the madmen you just mentioned?”
“Unconditionally, absolutely, without a doubt, your name is in the front row.”
It is the first time I have been first in the front, even though I have been number one from the back during my school days.
I’m so happy to be able to work like this… … Creeper bitch is dumbfounded.
‘To hear such words from Jeokcheongang, not from another person. It’s even higher than the blue wind.’ My eyes are dizzy from the mental damage. I stared at the Jeokcheon River and opened my mouth.
“One of my acquaintances is Tess, and he said that. Know yourself.” “Is that what you said to the old lady?” “Are you asking because you don’t know?” “With this arc… the half-raised fist stopped. Jeokcheongang, feeling the eyes around him slowly gathering, made a pained sound and stood toward Maijonghak.
“Anyway, if I’m going to cut the conclusion and answer it, I don’t like it.”
“Hut. why?”
“Because it’s annoying.”
The answer is a masterpiece. It’s tempting at least once, but to refuse the position of leader of the Moorim simply because it’s annoying.
“Huh, it’s an undeniable fact.”
this is more of a masterpiece please don’t agree Can’t you see the people slowly gathering around you?
‘I’m exhausted.’
If this conversation spreads, an ominous thought begins to creep in that the group assignments may lead to a catastrophe.
But unfortunately, the two masterpieces facing each other were real men who didn’t care about such things.
“That kind of attitude doesn’t suit my temper, and I don’t like dealing with people.”
“Ah. Me too.”
“Then you hit me.”
“That is troublesome.”
“The reason is that?”
Majonghak scratched his chin and spat out a word.
“Because someone has to do it.”
U A man who picked up a sword simply because he liked martial arts, and earned the nickname “Sword Castle.”
At the end of the devastating war, he was a true warrior who returned to the mountains, claiming himself to be a savage, leaving wealth, honor and glory behind.
However, the swordsman Maijonghak is a great leader before being a warrior.
The reason he accepted the title of leader was not because of a shallow sense of sympathy.
It is unmanned and at the same time a great threat.
‘Someone has to do it.’ A short but deep resonant word. Jeokcheongang, who was staring at Maejonghak, let out a bloody laugh.
“It’s been quite a while, but you haven’t changed. The day we met at Mt. Jiuhua feels like it was yesterday.”
Mae Jong-hak opened his eyes wide.
“Yesterday. What do you mean? It was quite a few decades ago.” Give me back my emotions, you human.
I wasn’t the only one who felt a sense of injustice at the moment. Maijonghak tilted his head at the fierce gazes of the pouring people.
“Is my memory wrong?” Jeokcheongang, whose laughter had disappeared, murmured.
“… … It really hasn’t changed. It feels like my five organs are rubbing.”
“Are you still not feeling well? I heard you’ve been cured of your poisoning.”
“Keep that mouth shut. You don’t know what the old lady will do if you keep talking.”
“I have to say it now, Jeok Dae-hyeop was the first person who said that to me. This is why the enemy is good.”
“… … Cheongpung, are you really just hanging out with him? Aren’t they connected by blood?”
This is a real question that deserves to be counted as one of the 7 great mysteries of Moorim.
It was a time when everyone, including me, was waiting for Maijonghak’s answer with pounding hearts.
“According to what I know, there is no blood relationship between Lord Maeng and the Volcano God Dragon.” The old man’s voice came from behind, and the face of the old man walking with a limp, wearing a prosthetic leg, was familiar.
‘Cheonmyeonhori Songho.’
The former Murimmaeng Eunyeonggakju, who returned as the new Murimmaeng Eunyeonggakju, lowered his head slightly and opened his mouth.
“Go up. I have prepared refreshments for you.”
* * * The Murimmaeng was crowded with many people.
Those with the word Maeng (盟) engraved on their chests with silver thread went everywhere, and among them there were not a few Murim people carrying weapons, but also a number of people who were neatly dressed as scholars.
‘Those people… … After all, the title of Eunyeonggakju was not obtained from GoStop.
As if he immediately noticed the question in my gaze, Cheon Myeon-ho Lee, who was walking side by side, gave a brief explanation.
“They are under the direct control of the Maeng Jubu.” “For some reason, I don’t think it’s the old file room or the five generations.” “You saw it correctly. As they are direct subordinates of the Maeng Jubu, in order to maintain confidentiality, we did not select those who belonged to other clans or whose identities were not clearly verified. Now, this way.” The inside of the Murimmaeng was as vast as a plain and as complex as a maze.
Wherever I turned my head, there were densely built buildings such as palaces, and cheers resonated from the gymnasium in the distance.
Even when I first got off the carriage, I thought the place belonged to the inner city, but as I went deeper, the security became stricter and the number of people decreased noticeably.
‘No, it would be more accurate to say invisible.’ No matter how much you kill your breath and perform advanced silver immersion techniques, you can still feel it.
wall surface. above the ceiling. Hiding in the darkness, the eyes watching this place and the energy they embraced.
“I’ve been wondering since before, are they Eunyeonggak?”
Cheonmyeonhori’s eyes widened slightly at the sudden question.
“How long have you known?”
“From the time I passed through the fifth door.”
“Can you still feel it?”
“yes.”
“Awesome. Really great. The four of them were raised as Salsu even within Eunyeonggak. I can’t believe you perfectly grasped the presence.”
Seeing Cheonmyeonhori exclaim, I scratched my chin.
“Are you really not aware of it, or is it a test?” “huh? What does that mean?” “It’s not fun when it’s a test. It’s not four, it’s five.” Swoop.
The torches hung on the walls swayed slightly, but soon became quiet.
It was the only evidence revealing the agitation of the Eunyeonggak agents who were hiding around them, and their leader Cheonmyeonhori’s eyes sank deeply.
“I hoped, but it wasn’t a coincidence.”
“I actually took it.”
“It’s a joke, all of the subordinates are excellent. I almost missed it and missed it.”
A flash of light flashed in Cheonmyeonhori’s eyes.
It was a look of sincere wonder and curiosity, unlike the one that tested me just a moment ago.
“It is truly amazing. Regarding your inaction, I thought I predicted it to some degree close to the truth based on the information I had so far… … Have you gained any new enlightenment lately?”
be enlightenment
I nodded, remembering the 10-day Yangtze River drift training.
Apparently, the biggest income gained from training as instructed by Mungyeong was qi, which can be said to be the source of martial arts. It means that it can handle itself in much more detail than before.
If I used a rope before that, now it’s a skein of thread.
As a result, my understanding of the operation of air power naturally improved, and my sense of smell also naturally became sharper.
“Perhaps, a little.”
“It’s a terrifying growth rate. It’s unbelievable.”
At Cheonmyeonhori’s words, the walleye sword king who had been glancing at me from earlier muttered.
“surely… … In my many years of living, this is the first time I’ve seen a monster like you. I’ll make a good competitor for my eldest grandson.”
“What is the name of the eldest grandson?”
“Paengdojin.”
“Pengdori? It’s definitely a good starter Pokémon. It’s cute.”
“What bullshit! Pang Do-jin, Paeng Do-jin’s words! I had a close fight with you during the Seongra Daeyeon!”
Jeokcheongang, who was walking like a boat to correct the back alley, kindly added an explanation to King Byeokryeok’s cry.
“That guy who surrendered after beating you like a dog for a while. I wonder if I’m older.”
“aha. I remember now He used the sword as a staff at the end.”
“Hey, hey… … ?
“it’s okay. When you’re young, you get hit and lose here and there, right?”
Jeokcheongang accepted my words with a bright face like a child who received a Christmas present.
“Pangga. The same goes for getting older, so don’t expect too much. No matter how hard I tried, I would only end up dying of old age without even getting half a return like my grandfather.”
“Such a dog… … ?
Great.”
No matter how you think about it, the biggest victim in this place is the King of Swords.
Even without saying anything, the flesh under the eyes of the old swordsman trembled at the massive amount of damage.
The next word from Maejonghak was a hwaryong climax that drove a wedge.
“Everyone, don’t be in too much of a hurry. If you just do it, it will come naturally.”
u 『a That’s what farts are.
If half-romanticism had become natural, half of the Murim people in the world would have been half-romantic.
The King of the Thunderbolt and the King of the Changcheon Sword. When the two of them were unable to get angry and shut their mouths at Maejonghak’s words, which did not contain any malice, one of the largest and highest towers ever seen in the Moorim League appeared.
“Please go in.”
At first, I thought it was a place where the chieftain resided, or something like that.
But that thought turned out to be an illusion before I even opened the door and went in.
Tadadadak!
“A letter has arrived from Jiangsu!”
“What’s your grade?”
“It is ground level.”
“Sort out the relevant agenda and move it. Sopyeong, oxen, and long arms should be served in one meal.”
chump chump!
People running around in a hurry. Bamboo scrolls and documents move through mysterious cylinders that are intricately entangled throughout the hall.
Cheonmyeonho-ri opened her mouth as she watched the whole chaotic situation closely.
“Hubei, Wudang, Heaven level.”
After hearing the short list of words, someone in a literary suit pulls the ring.
and the next moment.
Sheeing! Empty!
A stick of bamboo fell from a cylinder that was hanging down next to it and unfolded.
“This is why I brought you all here. It’s an urgent message that arrived five days ago from the shamans in Hubei.”
I couldn’t even hear his words.
I murmured in my heart as I gazed intently at the contents written on the bamboo stick, no, the picture.
‘The divine dragon… … It wasn’t all.’ Something unknown drawn in black ink.
It was a monster that was unfamiliar to some, yet familiar to others.
