"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 240 - Brother, can we go by the fire too?
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
Cheonjimaeng Zhengzhou branch.
Four o'clock (9 a.m.).
The magicians of the Blue Dragon, Jujak, and Jema Daes lined up in an orderly manner in the courtyard.
The masters of the Blue Dragon and Jujak Corps constantly glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha and Gucheon-no-do, as well as the sorcerers.
This is because green forest and sorcerers are unfamiliar.
The ceremony was all about words of encouragement from Mugeuk Merchant, the leader of the Cheonjimaeng.
Subsequently, the musketeer, Shinki Susa Jegal Seung-woon, came out and rearranged the jeemadae.
He split the belt in two.
And after calling each of them ‘Jemadan’, they were placed in the Blue Dragon and Suzakudae.
The eyes of Lee Ui-jeong, Uicheon Geomjon, the master of the blue dragon, and Namgung Byeok, the sword king, the master of Suzaku, were standing at a distance.
Namgung Byeok first bowed down to Lee Eui-jung, the senior colleague.
After receiving his greeting, Uijeong Lee turned her gaze to the back of the main platform.
Yeonjeokha was standing side by side with an old man.
The rivalry that I saw again after three years is still a young face.
'Because he looks like Goyan.'
Still, since he was old, I thought he would come to say hello.
But let alone say hello, he doesn't give a glance.
Others are trying to build a network with the top 10 masters, but they don't notice.
Lee Yeon-ik, a swordsman, approached Lee Ui-jeong, who was standing with a shy face.
“What are you looking at?”
“There is a Yeonjeokha on the Jujakdae.”
“Ah, I heard from Somin yesterday. It is said that the true moon swordsman and the sword king were sworn brothers. That’s why they say they help the Suzakudae.”
“I see.”
Lee Eui-jung, who nodded, said as if he remembered.
“You take responsibility for protecting the sorcerers of Jemadan. It is said that the success of the operation depends on them, so you will have to pay close attention. I'll have the astronomical charts taken out separately.”
"yes."
After a while, when the deployment of the Jemadan was over, about 480 members of the Blue Dragon and Jujak Corps left the Jeongju branch.
The leader of the martial arts merchant looked at the empty stage and muttered.
“I hope it goes well this time.”
“It will be fine. Trust the magicians.”
“It should be. There is no way to stop the famous cult if even magicians can’t do it.”
The Mugeuk Merchant involuntarily let out a sigh.
The previous enemies were killed and that was the end.
However, the moment the famous religious twelve horseman died, he was resurrected as a stronger monster.
If the sorcerer fails to deal with it, the future of Cheonji-Meng will be uncertain.
***
Blue Dragon.
As the sun began to set, Uijeong Lee stopped his march.
The village milestone did not appear, so it was very uncomfortable to go further.
Fortunately, I saw a large shrine not far away.
“It would be better to avoid the frost in that shrine than to be stubborn and stay homeless.”
“That would be nice.”
Lee Yeon-ik also agreed with his father's idea.
If they can't find a village, they will have to sleep, because the days have not yet been resolved.
When three hundred and sixty-five people entered, the shrine was so full that there was no space to even step on.
Fifty or so people who could not stand the stuffiness slipped out into the yard.
He thought it would be better to sleep with a fire in the yard.
Thanks to that, the inside of the shrine was able to breathe a little.
It is said to be a political faction, but in general, Murim people live by building a wall with etiquette.
When there was a space inside, someone secretly lit a bonfire on the bluestone.
Lee Eui-jeong, who is invincible to the cold, clicked her tongue inwardly, but did not tell her to turn off the light.
Because his grandsons and granddaughters were also benefiting from the bonfire.
Lee Ui-jeong, who had finished dinner with dryness, called the magicians of Jemadan.
"It's called Daelim Temple's Gongsan Geosa."
A sixty-year-old monk bowed respectfully by putting his palms together.
Lee Ui-jung, who was still looking at the communist sages and sorcerers, asked.
“Nice to meet you. I am Lee Eui-jung. Please introduce yourself briefly.”
The communists who were at the forefront stepped forward first.
“Binseung has a rosary made of Buddha's Jinshinsarira called Hangmaborisinju. It is a sacred object that exorcises demons.”
After speaking, the communist governor turned his head to the sorcerer next to him.
“I am Yedam Baekhwasim. He possesses the Daera Geumgang Sword imbued with the magical power of the Four Heavenly Kings, Jeungjangcheonwang. It destroys anything that contains magic.”
“My name is Majora of the Seonghwa Sailor. I also have the Vajrapani, which contains the legal power of the Four Heavenly Kings, King Jigukcheon. The sound of this bell is effective in dispelling all demons.”
After that, I went back and introduced myself one by one.
Of the fifteen, only three had the dharma treasure.
The other 12 did not have any dharma, but instead specialized in spells or amulets.
Uijeong Lee looked around at the sorcerers with ambiguous eyes.
Perhaps it was because he had only learned swordsmanship all his life, and people called spirit sorcerers were unreasonable.
Can a bead of beads, a dark steel sword, and a drop of the palm of your hand really defeat a monster?
A monster that could not be killed even by the top 10 masters of the world?
Yeon Seung-baek, who was squatting in the corner of the shrine, whispered to Waryong Swordsman Yeon Mu-baek.
“It’s cold, it’s cold. Hyung, if you make the ball, can we go to the side of the fire too?”
Hyeonmubaek laughed.
The two were weak in distribution and reputation, so even in the Blue Dragon, they were a mana existence.
It would have been difficult to remain at Cheongryongdae if it had not been for the consideration of branch manager Jeongju.
However, with the dragon sword, it will be different now.
"of course. Be patient. It will happen soon.”
Hyeonmubaek stared at the bonfire in the center of the shrine.
Around the bonfire, young men from Uicheonmun, Cheongseongpa, Jeonjinpa, and Paengga huddled together.
The other Chilpaimun and Paengga elders were not by the fire.
Being close to fire means that the realm of internal and external air is low.
It is for this reason that the Chilpaimun and the elders of the five generations stay away from the fire.
Yeonseungbaek, who diligently rubbed his hands, focused on a woman.
She is Lee So-min, the third daughter of Uicheon Munju.
Yeon Seung-baek himself wanted to sit next to Lee So-min.
That place where Paenggakmyeong is located in Cheongcheon-do.
“Is it that good?”
The mist bag playfully nudged his brother in the side.
Yeonseungbaek twisted his upper body as if it tickled him, but did not take his eyes off him.
Paeng-gak-myeong involuntarily raised his head.
Then, by chance, I met the eyes of a young man who was looking at me.
'A winning streak?'
Are you the half-brother of the green forest patrol nemesis?
One in three hundred and fifty.
He is one of those warriors who would not have known about him if it had not been for the blood of his brother-in-law.
He smiled and looked away.
Even if someone like Yeon Seung-baek died and woke up, he would not be able to reach his place.
Paeng Gak-myeong spoke to Lee So-min as if showing off.
“Hey, if you encounter a monster, take refuge with my father. Do you know what that means?”
Lee So-min found his attention burdensome, but she did not refuse.
Where is the time to argue about this and that in a place where life and death are at stake?
"Ah yes. I will definitely do that.”
She knew that her sister-in-law's government office was in Byeokgyeokdo Paeng Man-ho.
“Oh, by the way, I heard you went to the eastern residence with So Sojeo yesterday, right? I'm glad you seem to be alright. Please call me next time you need to go.”
"no. are you okay."
Lee So-min firmly refused.
“I’m just worried about Sojeo… … .”
“I take care of my business, so don’t worry about it.”
She hurriedly hit the iron wall, afraid that the name might stick to it again.
***
similar time.
main course.
Fortunately, Jujakdae met a fairly large village before the sun went down.
Namgung Byeok rented a village synagogue.
The synagogue was so large that it could accommodate about 120 people.
After the meal, Namgung Byeok introduced Yeonjeokha, Simtong, and the sorcerers of Jemadan to the members of the Jujak crew.
Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong were already well-known people in Jianghu, so no explanation was necessary.
People's attention was drawn to the sorcerers.
A man in his fifties, who had been watching with an embarrassed face, stepped forward first.
“It is called Yang Gwan-chul, who is enshrining General Baekma. He has a sword made from 1,000-year-old Byeokjo wood. Exorcism is their specialty. Just leave it to me!”
“I am the god of the clear stream of Seonnyeoam who commands ghosts. I have a bell called Socheon Muryeong (所川巫鈴) that drives away demons. Socheonmuryeong contains the soul of a drowned child. Of course, I didn't drown him. Ho ho ho!”
The 40-something-year-old freshman laughed.
As her laughter subsided, the man in his fifties next to her continued to introduce himself.
“I am Bokjaeja, the owner of Muaedo Hall. I have the Eight Immortals (八仙), the buljin (拂塵, duster) of the zongli realm. I will shake off the bad energy like dust.”
The other 12 said they were good at magic or talisman like the sorcerers of the Blue Dragon.
After the introduction of the sorcerers, Namgung Byeok glanced at Kunlun Samseon.
Since they had already experienced the magical powers of Kunlun Samseon, they were curious about how they would react.
Kunlun Samseon's expression was truly grotesque, as if he was smiling or frowning.
Namgung Byeok sent her sorcerers away, and she called Kunlun Samseon and Lianzhihe separately.
“I met the sorcerers for the first time today, and I wonder how everyone saw them.”
Her Tae-eul sage opened her mouth with a trembling face.
“Bindo knows the face of the people of Jemadae to some extent. But I don't understand why the Musketeer sent only those people.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“The Beopbo they have has a lot of words even within Jema University. Apart from the Cheonrae Godsword, the Socheonmu-ryeong is a trick made with an evil method. I don't know if that bell has such abilities, but it's clear that a child was sacrificed to make it. No matter how much the law is in need, it doesn't seem like they dragged it out.”
"hmm! I've heard and seen it. However, Cheonjimaeng opened its doors to Sapa. Even if it was a rather fancy item, I would have accepted it with the thought that it might be useful.”
This time, Taemu Seonin with the Byeoksa Sword spoke.
“I'm not very trustworthy about a sword made from Byeokjo wood. A wooden sword, I wonder if the opponent is a ghost. It is questionable whether it can scratch or scratch the monster.”
Taeryeong Seonin also helped with an uncomfortable face.
“What about the buljin of Jongliwon? Wasn't there a lot of talk about its authenticity even within Jema University? Looking at it, all the useful Dharma books were sent to Cheongryongdae.”
At the words of Kunlun Samseon, a bitter smile appeared on Namgung Byeok's lips.
As expected, this time, Jegal Seung-un seems to have given special consideration to Jujakdae am.
It makes me feel uncomfortable knowing that I am getting hurt.
Then Taemu Seonin brought out his unexpected words.
“But Yeon Sohyeop, it seems that the sword has changed? The scabbard looks a bit different, doesn’t it?”
The eyes of Namgung Byeok and the other Kunlun sages all turned to the sword under Yeonjeokha.
“You have a good eye. that's right. I exchanged it for Moobaek’s sword.”
"omg! You mean you gave him the Dragon Sword?”
“Yes, since it belonged to Mr. Yeon, he asked me to return it, but I also needed a sword, so I asked to exchange it.”
“Yeon Sohyeop is also Yeon, so why change that? Why are you taking that precious treasure?”
Taemu trembled as if it were his own work.
If he had known that he would give up so easily, he would have asked him to sell it at the inn.
“I insist on asking, so what do I do? have to give You can't just fight with something like that, can you? They are brothers though.”
"It's just that. It is a new sword that can kill monsters. You should have refused even if your parents, not your siblings, asked for it. What are you going to do with the monster right now?”
“Whatever, I have to hit him with this knife.”
Yeonjeokha tapped the newly obtained sword.
His confidence made Namgung Byeok burst out laughing at her.
“Heh heh heh! okay. It's a gun patrol, but you have to have that much spirit. If you close your eyes and knock for about half an hour (1 hour), you will see the road.”
“Yes, I will work hard!”
He clenched both of his fists and shook them.
Kunlun Samseon shook his head excitedly as he saw his brightly smiling face.
He smiled like that even after giving me a dharma treasure like the Waryong sword.
Unless you're deep inside or stupid.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 240 - Brother, can we go by the fire too?
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
Cheonjimaeng Zhengzhou branch.
Four o'clock (9 a.m.).
The magicians of the Blue Dragon, Jujak, and Jema Daes lined up in an orderly manner in the courtyard.
The masters of the Blue Dragon and Jujak Corps constantly glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha and Gucheon-no-do, as well as the sorcerers.
This is because green forest and sorcerers are unfamiliar.
The ceremony was all about words of encouragement from Mugeuk Merchant, the leader of the Cheonjimaeng.
Subsequently, the musketeer, Shinki Susa Jegal Seung-woon, came out and rearranged the jeemadae.
He split the belt in two.
And after calling each of them ‘Jemadan’, they were placed in the Blue Dragon and Suzakudae.
The eyes of Lee Ui-jeong, Uicheon Geomjon, the master of the blue dragon, and Namgung Byeok, the sword king, the master of Suzaku, were standing at a distance.
Namgung Byeok first bowed down to Lee Eui-jung, the senior colleague.
After receiving his greeting, Uijeong Lee turned her gaze to the back of the main platform.
Yeonjeokha was standing side by side with an old man.
The rivalry that I saw again after three years is still a young face.
'Because he looks like Goyan.'
Still, since he was old, I thought he would come to say hello.
But let alone say hello, he doesn't give a glance.
Others are trying to build a network with the top 10 masters, but they don't notice.
Lee Yeon-ik, a swordsman, approached Lee Ui-jeong, who was standing with a shy face.
“What are you looking at?”
“There is a Yeonjeokha on the Jujakdae.”
“Ah, I heard from Somin yesterday. It is said that the true moon swordsman and the sword king were sworn brothers. That’s why they say they help the Suzakudae.”
“I see.”
Lee Eui-jung, who nodded, said as if he remembered.
“You take responsibility for protecting the sorcerers of Jemadan. It is said that the success of the operation depends on them, so you will have to pay close attention. I'll have the astronomical charts taken out separately.”
"yes."
After a while, when the deployment of the Jemadan was over, about 480 members of the Blue Dragon and Jujak Corps left the Jeongju branch.
The leader of the martial arts merchant looked at the empty stage and muttered.
“I hope it goes well this time.”
“It will be fine. Trust the magicians.”
“It should be. There is no way to stop the famous cult if even magicians can’t do it.”
The Mugeuk Merchant involuntarily let out a sigh.
The previous enemies were killed and that was the end.
However, the moment the famous religious twelve horseman died, he was resurrected as a stronger monster.
If the sorcerer fails to deal with it, the future of Cheonji-Meng will be uncertain.
***
Blue Dragon.
As the sun began to set, Uijeong Lee stopped his march.
The village milestone did not appear, so it was very uncomfortable to go further.
Fortunately, I saw a large shrine not far away.
“It would be better to avoid the frost in that shrine than to be stubborn and stay homeless.”
“That would be nice.”
Lee Yeon-ik also agreed with his father's idea.
If they can't find a village, they will have to sleep, because the days have not yet been resolved.
When three hundred and sixty-five people entered, the shrine was so full that there was no space to even step on.
Fifty or so people who could not stand the stuffiness slipped out into the yard.
He thought it would be better to sleep with a fire in the yard.
Thanks to that, the inside of the shrine was able to breathe a little.
It is said to be a political faction, but in general, Murim people live by building a wall with etiquette.
When there was a space inside, someone secretly lit a bonfire on the bluestone.
Lee Eui-jeong, who is invincible to the cold, clicked her tongue inwardly, but did not tell her to turn off the light.
Because his grandsons and granddaughters were also benefiting from the bonfire.
Lee Ui-jeong, who had finished dinner with dryness, called the magicians of Jemadan.
"It's called Daelim Temple's Gongsan Geosa."
A sixty-year-old monk bowed respectfully by putting his palms together.
Lee Ui-jung, who was still looking at the communist sages and sorcerers, asked.
“Nice to meet you. I am Lee Eui-jung. Please introduce yourself briefly.”
The communists who were at the forefront stepped forward first.
“Binseung has a rosary made of Buddha's Jinshinsarira called Hangmaborisinju. It is a sacred object that exorcises demons.”
After speaking, the communist governor turned his head to the sorcerer next to him.
“I am Yedam Baekhwasim. He possesses the Daera Geumgang Sword imbued with the magical power of the Four Heavenly Kings, Jeungjangcheonwang. It destroys anything that contains magic.”
“My name is Majora of the Seonghwa Sailor. I also have the Vajrapani, which contains the legal power of the Four Heavenly Kings, King Jigukcheon. The sound of this bell is effective in dispelling all demons.”
After that, I went back and introduced myself one by one.
Of the fifteen, only three had the dharma treasure.
The other 12 did not have any dharma, but instead specialized in spells or amulets.
Uijeong Lee looked around at the sorcerers with ambiguous eyes.
Perhaps it was because he had only learned swordsmanship all his life, and people called spirit sorcerers were unreasonable.
Can a bead of beads, a dark steel sword, and a drop of the palm of your hand really defeat a monster?
A monster that could not be killed even by the top 10 masters of the world?
Yeon Seung-baek, who was squatting in the corner of the shrine, whispered to Waryong Swordsman Yeon Mu-baek.
“It’s cold, it’s cold. Hyung, if you make the ball, can we go to the side of the fire too?”
Hyeonmubaek laughed.
The two were weak in distribution and reputation, so even in the Blue Dragon, they were a mana existence.
It would have been difficult to remain at Cheongryongdae if it had not been for the consideration of branch manager Jeongju.
However, with the dragon sword, it will be different now.
"of course. Be patient. It will happen soon.”
Hyeonmubaek stared at the bonfire in the center of the shrine.
Around the bonfire, young men from Uicheonmun, Cheongseongpa, Jeonjinpa, and Paengga huddled together.
The other Chilpaimun and Paengga elders were not by the fire.
Being close to fire means that the realm of internal and external air is low.
It is for this reason that the Chilpaimun and the elders of the five generations stay away from the fire.
Yeonseungbaek, who diligently rubbed his hands, focused on a woman.
She is Lee So-min, the third daughter of Uicheon Munju.
Yeon Seung-baek himself wanted to sit next to Lee So-min.
That place where Paenggakmyeong is located in Cheongcheon-do.
“Is it that good?”
The mist bag playfully nudged his brother in the side.
Yeonseungbaek twisted his upper body as if it tickled him, but did not take his eyes off him.
Paeng-gak-myeong involuntarily raised his head.
Then, by chance, I met the eyes of a young man who was looking at me.
'A winning streak?'
Are you the half-brother of the green forest patrol nemesis?
One in three hundred and fifty.
He is one of those warriors who would not have known about him if it had not been for the blood of his brother-in-law.
He smiled and looked away.
Even if someone like Yeon Seung-baek died and woke up, he would not be able to reach his place.
Paeng Gak-myeong spoke to Lee So-min as if showing off.
“Hey, if you encounter a monster, take refuge with my father. Do you know what that means?”
Lee So-min found his attention burdensome, but she did not refuse.
Where is the time to argue about this and that in a place where life and death are at stake?
"Ah yes. I will definitely do that.”
She knew that her sister-in-law's government office was in Byeokgyeokdo Paeng Man-ho.
“Oh, by the way, I heard you went to the eastern residence with So Sojeo yesterday, right? I'm glad you seem to be alright. Please call me next time you need to go.”
"no. are you okay."
Lee So-min firmly refused.
“I’m just worried about Sojeo… … .”
“I take care of my business, so don’t worry about it.”
She hurriedly hit the iron wall, afraid that the name might stick to it again.
***
similar time.
main course.
Fortunately, Jujakdae met a fairly large village before the sun went down.
Namgung Byeok rented a village synagogue.
The synagogue was so large that it could accommodate about 120 people.
After the meal, Namgung Byeok introduced Yeonjeokha, Simtong, and the sorcerers of Jemadan to the members of the Jujak crew.
Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong were already well-known people in Jianghu, so no explanation was necessary.
People's attention was drawn to the sorcerers.
A man in his fifties, who had been watching with an embarrassed face, stepped forward first.
“It is called Yang Gwan-chul, who is enshrining General Baekma. He has a sword made from 1,000-year-old Byeokjo wood. Exorcism is their specialty. Just leave it to me!”
“I am the god of the clear stream of Seonnyeoam who commands ghosts. I have a bell called Socheon Muryeong (所川巫鈴) that drives away demons. Socheonmuryeong contains the soul of a drowned child. Of course, I didn't drown him. Ho ho ho!”
The 40-something-year-old freshman laughed.
As her laughter subsided, the man in his fifties next to her continued to introduce himself.
“I am Bokjaeja, the owner of Muaedo Hall. I have the Eight Immortals (八仙), the buljin (拂塵, duster) of the zongli realm. I will shake off the bad energy like dust.”
The other 12 said they were good at magic or talisman like the sorcerers of the Blue Dragon.
After the introduction of the sorcerers, Namgung Byeok glanced at Kunlun Samseon.
Since they had already experienced the magical powers of Kunlun Samseon, they were curious about how they would react.
Kunlun Samseon's expression was truly grotesque, as if he was smiling or frowning.
Namgung Byeok sent her sorcerers away, and she called Kunlun Samseon and Lianzhihe separately.
“I met the sorcerers for the first time today, and I wonder how everyone saw them.”
Her Tae-eul sage opened her mouth with a trembling face.
“Bindo knows the face of the people of Jemadae to some extent. But I don't understand why the Musketeer sent only those people.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“The Beopbo they have has a lot of words even within Jema University. Apart from the Cheonrae Godsword, the Socheonmu-ryeong is a trick made with an evil method. I don't know if that bell has such abilities, but it's clear that a child was sacrificed to make it. No matter how much the law is in need, it doesn't seem like they dragged it out.”
"hmm! I've heard and seen it. However, Cheonjimaeng opened its doors to Sapa. Even if it was a rather fancy item, I would have accepted it with the thought that it might be useful.”
This time, Taemu Seonin with the Byeoksa Sword spoke.
“I'm not very trustworthy about a sword made from Byeokjo wood. A wooden sword, I wonder if the opponent is a ghost. It is questionable whether it can scratch or scratch the monster.”
Taeryeong Seonin also helped with an uncomfortable face.
“What about the buljin of Jongliwon? Wasn't there a lot of talk about its authenticity even within Jema University? Looking at it, all the useful Dharma books were sent to Cheongryongdae.”
At the words of Kunlun Samseon, a bitter smile appeared on Namgung Byeok's lips.
As expected, this time, Jegal Seung-un seems to have given special consideration to Jujakdae am.
It makes me feel uncomfortable knowing that I am getting hurt.
Then Taemu Seonin brought out his unexpected words.
“But Yeon Sohyeop, it seems that the sword has changed? The scabbard looks a bit different, doesn’t it?”
The eyes of Namgung Byeok and the other Kunlun sages all turned to the sword under Yeonjeokha.
“You have a good eye. that's right. I exchanged it for Moobaek’s sword.”
"omg! You mean you gave him the Dragon Sword?”
“Yes, since it belonged to Mr. Yeon, he asked me to return it, but I also needed a sword, so I asked to exchange it.”
“Yeon Sohyeop is also Yeon, so why change that? Why are you taking that precious treasure?”
Taemu trembled as if it were his own work.
If he had known that he would give up so easily, he would have asked him to sell it at the inn.
“I insist on asking, so what do I do? have to give You can't just fight with something like that, can you? They are brothers though.”
"It's just that. It is a new sword that can kill monsters. You should have refused even if your parents, not your siblings, asked for it. What are you going to do with the monster right now?”
“Whatever, I have to hit him with this knife.”
Yeonjeokha tapped the newly obtained sword.
His confidence made Namgung Byeok burst out laughing at her.
“Heh heh heh! okay. It's a gun patrol, but you have to have that much spirit. If you close your eyes and knock for about half an hour (1 hour), you will see the road.”
“Yes, I will work hard!”
He clenched both of his fists and shook them.
Kunlun Samseon shook his head excitedly as he saw his brightly smiling face.
He smiled like that even after giving me a dharma treasure like the Waryong sword.
Unless you're deep inside or stupid.
