The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Chapter 85

“Hey! I told you to do it! ”

“You can’t.”

It was unnecessarily stubborn.

“Why?”

“I understand what Eun-gong says. However, although he has mastered evil martial arts, his mind still follows the principles of the political parties. I can’t take away the energy of innocent people for myself.”

“No! Chagi doesn’t kill people. It depends on how much you’ve been sucked in, but you’ll recover”

“But you can’t. a silver plumber.”

“This...”!

You’re stubborn and inflexible! If I hadn’t made up my mind to help, I would have ripped his mouth off right away.

No, I’m sure you looked like a beast who was crazy about killing last night, but when you ran out of energy, there was no such political faction in the world.

Jinmu sighed as if the ground were going to sink. After the night passed, Baek-pyo, who took a rest, returned to his original appearance.

He has built up a bit of history by learning the basic ball, but a little raindrop on the dry land does not completely solve it.

He was still squalid and endlessly pathetic.

He was shaking as he lifted a chopstick.

“How the hell did you do that with your body?”

“This is different from that. a silver plumber.”

Would it be different?

“You can conduct dozens of sword fights with a single breath because you’re riding your own sword.”

Baekpyo bragged with a proud expression.

Yes, that’s great.

I should take this guy off too. But I’ve never given up on what I’ve made up my mind about. I’m supposed to help, so I’m going to help until the end.

And let’s pay more attention and take him to the hundredth place.

I’m on my way to Cheongseong to get the depth of the sheep, but what’s been hidden for a hundred years can’t suddenly disappear

It just spins a little bit. After that, I wasn’t going to care whether I was self-examined or stabbed to death.

‘Damn it. Maybe we’ll have to move on to the business and get a carriage. You’re gonna lose your precious raw money because of the damn guy.’

Jin-moo sighed while swearing at Chun Woo-Myung inside.

It’s jingling.

Jin-moo sighed deeply, and I heard the clattering sound of the restaurant’s zoom.

an old man with bamboo lips

Jin-moo, who usually does not neglect to keep an eye on the surroundings, glanced at him.

‘They’re pretty disciplined. Hard. The especially that old man, he’s very good at hiding his energy.’

However, the moment I saw them, Baek-Pyo’s eyes opened wide. He even jumps up without strength.

“Huh? Why?”

“Do you want to drink?

Jinmu’s head turned again at Baekpyo’s words.

If Baekpyo called it Salju, he must be the owner of Samsaldang. And Geohan used bamboo lips, so I saw them from time to time. It would be one of the buyouts. What do you think they came to you? Jinmu quickly scoured the store again and spread the feeling. He was hiding his momentum, but there was no way Jin-moo couldn’t feel it.

“Ha! Look at these guys!”‘

While I was looking away for a moment for Baekpyo and Shilang, I repeatedly asked customers to leave and come in from here and there, and it looked like this before I knew it.

Jumsoi, the old man, is eating in the back, the men and women on this floor, all inside the store filled with water...

He hid in all sorts of places. It’s not like you’re looking for some kind of hidden water, don’t get caught.

At this point, it must have mobilized all the famous sprinklers working in Dongjeongho Lake. And, of course, their target would be Jinmu and white votes.

‘Oh, you really? Are you coming to me in broad daylight? Sousalah’s a bunch, of course.’

As Jin-moo looked at him with a ridiculous expression, an old man and a big man came.

“May I sit down?”

He knows Jinmu is young, but he is quite polite. It would mean that they want negotiations, not fights.

I’m sure they’ll ask for a hundred votes.

It’s very salty.

You must have heard of the man who left an arm last night. Nevertheless, the fact that the restaurant was filled with these sousars must mean that they would kill them if they were not negotiated.

Crazy people. What are they aiming for? You’ve never even met her before

The master of Geomgang does not exceed 20 even if he searches through the group of Jeongsajeon Hall. And all of them alone had the same fighting power as a giant school. It’s not like giant slalom, it’s just a bunch of sprayers at Dong-dong trying to get the Yang-pae idea going, and they’re all aiming for kendo masters? I already know where and what kind of guy lives

The more I thought about it, the more I felt excited. I shouldn’t have given you time to target. Time to spread the weather, time to locate.

“Why do you ask after you know it? Sit down.”

“Thank you.”

The old man sat down, and Black Lip’s giant stood escorting him.

“It’s all about the 3-year-old leader.”

“.......?”

When Jinmu passed Dongjeongho Lake, the whole group began to shake with the hosting of the Yongbong meeting.

All the eyes of the literary circles under the political alliance were focused on infinity.

Most of the people who participated in Yongbonghoe were students or second sons of each school, so their age was not over 30, at least in their late teens.

That means the next generation of post-indexes. those already known and those not yet known

Those who participated in Yongbonghoe, their students, and their children began to gather and rank the participants’ personal information by mobilizing various information organizations.

The purpose of the Yongbonghoe itself was to select the members of the Yongbonggwan in stages. Naturally, there was no choice but to lower the status and create a faction.

The water supply of the participating warriors was divided into four stages A soldier through a predetermined test, which soon became the training year at Yongbonggwan.

The political affairs class is in the basic stage, the military affairs class is in the polishing stage, and the Eulmuban is in the deepening stage.

And, Gapmuban is called the top and core of Yongbonggwan.

Unlike other places, only eight warriors are selected for Gapmuban.

Therefore, the treatment was completely different from others. The training method, as well as the basic treatment, were different, and above all, the names of the instructors who trained them were beyond imagination.

In particular, some of the warriors of Gapmuban were able to direct martial arts to Yeopyeong, such as Yongbong and Gwanju, and the most outstanding of them were to be given the teachings of Geomseong Cheoljiryang.

It was a rumor, but it was also secretly circulating that the seven political leaders of the political affairs were directly involved in martial arts.

As a result, it was clear that just being selected for Gapmuban would be an honor for the literary faction.

Therefore, all those who had their own names tried to become Gapmuban, and they were fiercely checking each other.

***”That’s mainline of the volcano. Even though I’m a great student, I’ve already mastered the Twenty-Fourth Plum Blossom Sword.”

Cheongsang nodded with a calm expression at the words of Jegalsan Mountain.

“That’s a man named Lee Baek-ui of Haenam, and he’s a good prosecutor who learned Haenam Ilgumryu.”

“I see.”

“The old faction has already been divided into the north and south by those two.”

“...Yes.”

“And the one wearing Changcheon over there is Namgung Changwi. Next to that is Hwang Bo-woong. The Five Generations will have another faction around those two.”

It’s been 2 days since Yongbonghoe started.

Tests have begun to determine the ratings of the participating fighters.

While waiting for his turn, Jegalsan Mountain pointed out the people gathered at the Yeonmujang one by one and explained their personalities, characteristics, and history of martial arts in detail.

There was more than one.

It was never easy to know all of their personal information, as at least five to ten people were invited to attend the Yongbonghoe in the prestigious literary school.

“You’re amazing. How do you know so much about all that?”

“Haha, Zhuge is a family of bachelors. You have to do this much research to narrow the gap between martial arts, which is inferior to others.”

“Wow, that’s amazing. I can’t believe they’re so amazing that he says so. There’s a reason why you’re always saying that we’re not good enough.”

Cheong-woo admires the words of Jegalsan Mountain, opening his eyes wide open.

But.

The gap...”

Cheongsang just smiled.

Jegalsan Mountain’s words were just modesty. Her martial arts are as good as hers.

Even if he was not interested in the world, he knew how great the state of modernity was.

‘It’s this woman that needs to be taken care of the most.”

The eyes of Jegalsan Mountain were young pride. They were eyes that only those who thought themselves strong had.

“CHUNGWOO”

“Yes, death penalty!”

“My uncle left Pyoju.”

“I know.”

Only you and I represent the name of the shaman in the current political alliance.”

“..........”

“Act so that you don’t become a person in the names of the shaman and the Oryong Palace, of course.”

“Yes!”

In response to Cheong-woo’s answer, Jegalsan Mountain looked at Cheongsang with a strange eye.

“Another genius?” Well, good luck to the witch of the day.’

That’s what Jegalsan Mountain looks like.

An unshakable man The light was only obscured by an unexplained monster, the calm and cold truth. I was already aware of his misconduct.

The level of Cheongsang and Cheongwoo that only Yeopyeong knows, such as himself and Yongbong Gwanju.

They already had a huge gap with the famous.

In particular, Cheongsang was one of the geniuses who realized the current situation in terms and conditions.

It must have caused a great stir at this Yongbonghoe.