"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 279 - religious work
Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
Cheonji League.
around noon.
The Cheonji Maeng escort warrior Yi Xin, who was standing guard at the main gate, touched his colleague Wang Su-sam.
“Brother Wang, who is coming here?”
"Leave it alone. Where is one or two people like that?”
“It is, but… … .”
Lee Shin blurted out his words.
Since the Chillpaimun and the Five Greats resided in the Chunjimaeng, they did not even check their identity unless it was a suspicious person.
Still, the atmosphere was so unusual that Lee Shin stared at him.
After a while, Lee Shin, who saw the opponent's face, straightened his stooped waist without realizing it.
“Huh! Aren’t you the lord of Hyeonmudae?”
At Lee Shin's words, Wang So-sam hurriedly straightened his posture and looked straight ahead.
indeed!
The person who was approaching with a regular step was Jang Moo-deok, Daeju of Hyeonmoo Daeju, and Musangdoje.
However, unlike the usual neat appearance, it seems to be looking at the elder of opening?
Unraveled hair, a dusty face, and even a dirty black-stained shirt.
Lee Sin and Wang So-sam were shocked by Jang Moo-deok's miserable behavior and couldn't even breathe.
Anyone can see that he was a defeated soldier, or a ronin who barely came back alive from limb.
Lee Shin and Wang So-sam did not dare to make a sound and only bowed deeply.
Swoop.
Jang Moo-deok passed the two of them with bloodshot eyes.
Lee Shin and Wang So-sam did not open their mouths for a long time after Jang Moo-deok disappeared.
It's because I feel like I'll lose the job I barely got because I made fun of my mouth wrongly.
***
Zhang Mu-deok's return shocked and shocked Cheonji-meng.
This is why only one of the fifty-two masters of the Hyeonmudae returned alive.
Mugeukmun, Shaolin Temple, Moyongse, and Zhugega, who lost their lords, lords, lords, and successors overnight, became portrait houses.
Wu Geuk Wen was brought back alive by Zhang Mu-deok, but the Wen lord and his immediate family all died, and Feng Wen was in danger.
It wasn't much different from Moyong's age.
The Moyong family suffered a greater blow than the Namgung family as the core of the family disappeared one day at a time.
In the case of the Zhuge family, he lost all of his successors and elites and fell into an ordinary sick leave at once.
In addition, Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer, was branded as a synonym for stupidity.
Tongcheongak.
Fourteen adherents of the political faction gathered to discuss the important issues of Murim.
They are representatives of the Chilpaimun and the Five Greats.
The atmosphere in Tongcheongak was so heavy that even breathing could not be heard.
Jang Mu-deok, who was looking around the crowd, continued to speak.
“… … The famous cult leader called herself the Eighthwangsinmo. Judging from the fact that the names of the eight top masters under her leadership were Eight Emperors, it seemed to be related to that. I don’t know what the new mother means.”
Zhang Mu-deok paused his words for a moment.
It happened about 15 days ago, but I can't believe it even now as I'm talking about it.
Is it possible to annihilate the current stage within 15 minutes?
And only eight people?
“After that, as I said before. While I was fighting the cult leader, Hyunmudae was annihilated by the Eight Emperors.”
Zhang Mu-deok chewed word by word with a painful face and spat it out.
The musketeer Jegal Seung-un looked at Jang Moo-deok with blank eyes.
The word that Hyeon Mu-dae was massacred pierced his heart.
The death of Jegalga Sogaju, the guardians, and the best talents can only be expressed with the word ‘annihilation’.
It's amazing.
The Mugeuk Merchant, the leader of the Cheonjimaeng, asked cautiously.
“You said that the mother of the Eighth Emperor looked like she was in her forties or fifties.
“I don't think it's impossible if you've done half-romanization or are good at magic tricks. How can you explain self-defense unless you are on the verge of myth? not only strong She used her form-checking technique at will.”
Jang Moo-deok recalled the blue dragon and the red dragon that the mother of the eight emperors used to play.
It was undoubtedly a probation.
Even with her technique, she couldn't destroy the Yellow Dragon, a direct sword containing her whole body's power.
Thinking back, it was a fight between swordsman against swordsman.
“I can say for sure that the mother of the Eighthwangs has already entered the realm of myth not only with witchcraft but also martial arts. she is… … .”
Zhang Mu-deok tried to bring out the proposal that her arm, Hwang-sin-mo, made to him, but she stopped.
- Come see me anytime. I'm going to share my realization especially with you.
The temptation was so strong that my mouth watered just thinking about it for a moment.
Zhang Moo-deok vigorously shook her head to get rid of her thoughts.
“She is stronger than the top 10 masters.”
“… … .”
At his shocking final words, the delegates did not breathe for a moment.
But even that was short-lived, as if a dam had burst.
After a commotion passed, someone asked.
“How much do you think the inaction of the Eight Emperors is?”
Zhang Mu-deok turned her head and met her eyes with the one who spoke.
He was a public announcement ambassador at Shaolin Temple.
It seems that he, who remained in the Cheonji League as the leader of the police force, attended as a representative of the Shaolin Temple.
“They are said to be halfway between the Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers.”
“If Eight Emperors’ inaction is really that bad, can Heaven and Earth Meng deal with Yu Myung Jiao?”
The seven Baekduma troops were also difficult, but when the Eight Emperors were added, the defeat of the Cheonjimaeng was as clear as seeing fire.
“The Eighthwangsinmo said this. He said he had no intention of conquering the world.”
“If so, what does the witch want?”
Jang Moo-deok paused for a moment and sighed.
"ha! She said that what she wants is the way to gain.”
“Any benefits?”
Gongji Ambassador looked at Jang Moo-deok with an absurd face.
That was not a sound that would come out of the mouth of a famous Moorim official.
Merchant Yonggyeol, a long-time non-partisan leader, intervened.
“The Eighthwangsinmo wouldn’t be lying when he said that he had no interest in Murim. What happened in Gangnam thirty years ago was caused by our condemnation of their human sacrifice, and recent events are revenge for the past.”
Then, Ambassador Gong Ji refuted with an incomprehensible face.
“It is absurd to say that Murim has no will. Of course, they may not be interested in Murim's hegemony. However, their misdeeds are enough to incur the resentment of the world. Even knowing that, they are still making human sacrifices to this day. It means that you are looking down on the people of the world. It means that he is not interested in hegemony, but in reality, he is pretending to be the owner of the world. I don't know what difference it makes.”
At the words of Gong Ji, the merchant Yeonggyeol said like an excuse.
“Bindo does not deny that either. However, I was just saying that this fight with famous religions is not a direct battle for supremacy like in the past.”
Gongji's stomach swelled, but he endured it.
It is said that it is not a struggle for supremacy, but Myungyo is already pretending to be the owner.
It's like knocking over or mechina.
Jang Moo-deok, who had been silently listening to the conversation between the two, opened his mouth.
“I’m sorry to my fellow students, but our Mugeuk Gate will enter the Bong Gate starting today.”
A heavy silence hung over the hall.
At that time, Mo Yong-moon, an elder of the Mo-yong family who remained in the world, rose from his seat.
“Our Moyong family will also enter Bonmun as of today. We ask for you’re understanding.”
“… … .”
Representatives nodded their heads with miserable faces at the Moyong family’s declaration of the seal.
The Moyong family was the place that suffered the most damage in the current stage.
All of the family's immediate descendants, including the family's household and Soga's, were killed.
As of now, it is doubtful whether Moyong Sega will be able to make an appearance in Gangho again in the future.
Mo Yong-mun left after showing the town to his representatives.
People's eyes turned to Jang Moo-deok this time.
First of all, I was curious about the future of Jang Moo-deok, who made the Bongmun declaration.
“Even though the Mugeukmun is sealed, Nobu will remain in the Cheonjimaeng for revenge.”
“Thank you for making the difficult decision.”
The leader, Mu Geuk Merchant, showed courtesy.
"It was nothing. Since then, the old man... … .”
Zhang Mu-deok stopped talking and looked around for a while at the three generations of Dae-ju.
He hesitates about where to go.
But the worry didn't last long.
In fact, on the way back to Cheonji-Meng, he decided on his future.
“Let us act together with the Suzakudae. Of course, if the lords of the great lord allow it.”
“I think it's fine. What is Namgung Daeju’s opinion?”
At the Mugeuk Merchant's question, Sword King Namgung Byeok nodded.
There is no reason to refuse absolute adherence to free apprenticeships!
“For me, it can be said that it is a non-gaming request. Jang Dae-hyeop, please take good care of me.”
Jang Moo-deok was Murim's senior, so Namgung Byeok's attitude was extremely polite.
Jang Mu-deok also responded with a silent obeisance.
After the story was finished to some extent, the martial arts merchant turned his gaze to the musketeer.
Just as much as the Moyong family, the Jegal family suffered a fatal blow.
Jegalga fell from a great family to a local military family.
It's a shame because he has the merits of the Zhuge family that he has accumulated so far.
When the eyes of the leader met, Jegal Seung-un immediately stood up.
He had to show the ability to keep the position of a musketeer.
“Jang Dae-hyeop, famous religious leader Eight Hwangsinmo, still remains in Mount Pungji. Do you know why?”
“I don’t know.”
Jegal Seung-un looked around the crowd.
“Originally, the special issue contains the identity of the person. Eighthwangsinmo will be like that too. The eight emperors refer to the eight masters of the witch. If so, who is the leader?”
“… … .”
The representatives focused on Jegal Seung-woon as if to continue speaking.
“Before that, I have something to tell you. Not too long ago, there was a magician named Cheongryushin in Suzakudae. But she left the world on her own. The reason is that her dharma treasure is known as Yeommae. I think you already know what yeommae is.”
Jegal Seung-un glanced around the representatives.
The chil pie moon and four generations nodded his head as if to let the representatives pass.
“That god is from Seonnyeoam Hermitage in Mt. Pungji. Upon her investigation, she referred to her master as her godmother. Perhaps the new mother of the Eighthwangsinmo came from there.”
"ah!"
A light exclamation flowed from the mouths of the delegates.
“He mother has a religious meaning. It means that she is the mother of the spirit, not the body. We should not forget that the witch is a famous religious leader. The Eighthwangsinmo may be doing religious work in Mount Pungji.”
“What is a religious thing?”
Merchant Mujong, a long-time leader of the advance party, tilted his head.
Is there a more important religious thing than the ongoing fight against the Chunjimaeng?
“Think of the Twelve Horsemen and the Baekdu Horse Army. After all, aren't they monsters created by human sacrifice? People say that Mt. Pungji is a mountain of death, that the gates of hell are opening, or that it is the end of the world. The Eighthwangsinmo may be trying to become the King of Heaven there.”
Representatives became agitated at the word ‘King of Heaven’.
“Even now, Wuwei has reached a mythical level, but if it goes up to the King of Chundu, wouldn’t it be the end of Murim!”
“Isn’t the Cheondu Demon King the meaning of becoming the Yeom Demon King yourself?”
“Then the gates of hell will open… … .”
"Indeed! It was the sound of calling the demon king. Is that witch going to make this world hell!”
Zhang Mu-deok shook his head slightly.
Considering the inaction of the Eighthwangsinmo, who has reached the point of myth, she is already the King of Heaven.
‘Tsk, Jegal Seung-un. You always go well, but then you fall into the wrong path.'
Moo-deok Jang thought that maybe that was the limit of Jegal Seung-un.
After all, I think I should meet Namgung-yeon and Yeon Jeok-ha.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 279 - religious work
Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
Cheonji League.
around noon.
The Cheonji Maeng escort warrior Yi Xin, who was standing guard at the main gate, touched his colleague Wang Su-sam.
“Brother Wang, who is coming here?”
"Leave it alone. Where is one or two people like that?”
“It is, but… … .”
Lee Shin blurted out his words.
Since the Chillpaimun and the Five Greats resided in the Chunjimaeng, they did not even check their identity unless it was a suspicious person.
Still, the atmosphere was so unusual that Lee Shin stared at him.
After a while, Lee Shin, who saw the opponent's face, straightened his stooped waist without realizing it.
“Huh! Aren’t you the lord of Hyeonmudae?”
At Lee Shin's words, Wang So-sam hurriedly straightened his posture and looked straight ahead.
indeed!
The person who was approaching with a regular step was Jang Moo-deok, Daeju of Hyeonmoo Daeju, and Musangdoje.
However, unlike the usual neat appearance, it seems to be looking at the elder of opening?
Unraveled hair, a dusty face, and even a dirty black-stained shirt.
Lee Sin and Wang So-sam were shocked by Jang Moo-deok's miserable behavior and couldn't even breathe.
Anyone can see that he was a defeated soldier, or a ronin who barely came back alive from limb.
Lee Shin and Wang So-sam did not dare to make a sound and only bowed deeply.
Swoop.
Jang Moo-deok passed the two of them with bloodshot eyes.
Lee Shin and Wang So-sam did not open their mouths for a long time after Jang Moo-deok disappeared.
It's because I feel like I'll lose the job I barely got because I made fun of my mouth wrongly.
***
Zhang Mu-deok's return shocked and shocked Cheonji-meng.
This is why only one of the fifty-two masters of the Hyeonmudae returned alive.
Mugeukmun, Shaolin Temple, Moyongse, and Zhugega, who lost their lords, lords, lords, and successors overnight, became portrait houses.
Wu Geuk Wen was brought back alive by Zhang Mu-deok, but the Wen lord and his immediate family all died, and Feng Wen was in danger.
It wasn't much different from Moyong's age.
The Moyong family suffered a greater blow than the Namgung family as the core of the family disappeared one day at a time.
In the case of the Zhuge family, he lost all of his successors and elites and fell into an ordinary sick leave at once.
In addition, Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer, was branded as a synonym for stupidity.
Tongcheongak.
Fourteen adherents of the political faction gathered to discuss the important issues of Murim.
They are representatives of the Chilpaimun and the Five Greats.
The atmosphere in Tongcheongak was so heavy that even breathing could not be heard.
Jang Mu-deok, who was looking around the crowd, continued to speak.
“… … The famous cult leader called herself the Eighthwangsinmo. Judging from the fact that the names of the eight top masters under her leadership were Eight Emperors, it seemed to be related to that. I don’t know what the new mother means.”
Zhang Mu-deok paused his words for a moment.
It happened about 15 days ago, but I can't believe it even now as I'm talking about it.
Is it possible to annihilate the current stage within 15 minutes?
And only eight people?
“After that, as I said before. While I was fighting the cult leader, Hyunmudae was annihilated by the Eight Emperors.”
Zhang Mu-deok chewed word by word with a painful face and spat it out.
The musketeer Jegal Seung-un looked at Jang Moo-deok with blank eyes.
The word that Hyeon Mu-dae was massacred pierced his heart.
The death of Jegalga Sogaju, the guardians, and the best talents can only be expressed with the word ‘annihilation’.
It's amazing.
The Mugeuk Merchant, the leader of the Cheonjimaeng, asked cautiously.
“You said that the mother of the Eighth Emperor looked like she was in her forties or fifties.
“I don't think it's impossible if you've done half-romanization or are good at magic tricks. How can you explain self-defense unless you are on the verge of myth? not only strong She used her form-checking technique at will.”
Jang Moo-deok recalled the blue dragon and the red dragon that the mother of the eight emperors used to play.
It was undoubtedly a probation.
Even with her technique, she couldn't destroy the Yellow Dragon, a direct sword containing her whole body's power.
Thinking back, it was a fight between swordsman against swordsman.
“I can say for sure that the mother of the Eighthwangs has already entered the realm of myth not only with witchcraft but also martial arts. she is… … .”
Zhang Mu-deok tried to bring out the proposal that her arm, Hwang-sin-mo, made to him, but she stopped.
- Come see me anytime. I'm going to share my realization especially with you.
The temptation was so strong that my mouth watered just thinking about it for a moment.
Zhang Moo-deok vigorously shook her head to get rid of her thoughts.
“She is stronger than the top 10 masters.”
“… … .”
At his shocking final words, the delegates did not breathe for a moment.
But even that was short-lived, as if a dam had burst.
After a commotion passed, someone asked.
“How much do you think the inaction of the Eight Emperors is?”
Zhang Mu-deok turned her head and met her eyes with the one who spoke.
He was a public announcement ambassador at Shaolin Temple.
It seems that he, who remained in the Cheonji League as the leader of the police force, attended as a representative of the Shaolin Temple.
“They are said to be halfway between the Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers.”
“If Eight Emperors’ inaction is really that bad, can Heaven and Earth Meng deal with Yu Myung Jiao?”
The seven Baekduma troops were also difficult, but when the Eight Emperors were added, the defeat of the Cheonjimaeng was as clear as seeing fire.
“The Eighthwangsinmo said this. He said he had no intention of conquering the world.”
“If so, what does the witch want?”
Jang Moo-deok paused for a moment and sighed.
"ha! She said that what she wants is the way to gain.”
“Any benefits?”
Gongji Ambassador looked at Jang Moo-deok with an absurd face.
That was not a sound that would come out of the mouth of a famous Moorim official.
Merchant Yonggyeol, a long-time non-partisan leader, intervened.
“The Eighthwangsinmo wouldn’t be lying when he said that he had no interest in Murim. What happened in Gangnam thirty years ago was caused by our condemnation of their human sacrifice, and recent events are revenge for the past.”
Then, Ambassador Gong Ji refuted with an incomprehensible face.
“It is absurd to say that Murim has no will. Of course, they may not be interested in Murim's hegemony. However, their misdeeds are enough to incur the resentment of the world. Even knowing that, they are still making human sacrifices to this day. It means that you are looking down on the people of the world. It means that he is not interested in hegemony, but in reality, he is pretending to be the owner of the world. I don't know what difference it makes.”
At the words of Gong Ji, the merchant Yeonggyeol said like an excuse.
“Bindo does not deny that either. However, I was just saying that this fight with famous religions is not a direct battle for supremacy like in the past.”
Gongji's stomach swelled, but he endured it.
It is said that it is not a struggle for supremacy, but Myungyo is already pretending to be the owner.
It's like knocking over or mechina.
Jang Moo-deok, who had been silently listening to the conversation between the two, opened his mouth.
“I’m sorry to my fellow students, but our Mugeuk Gate will enter the Bong Gate starting today.”
A heavy silence hung over the hall.
At that time, Mo Yong-moon, an elder of the Mo-yong family who remained in the world, rose from his seat.
“Our Moyong family will also enter Bonmun as of today. We ask for you’re understanding.”
“… … .”
Representatives nodded their heads with miserable faces at the Moyong family’s declaration of the seal.
The Moyong family was the place that suffered the most damage in the current stage.
All of the family's immediate descendants, including the family's household and Soga's, were killed.
As of now, it is doubtful whether Moyong Sega will be able to make an appearance in Gangho again in the future.
Mo Yong-mun left after showing the town to his representatives.
People's eyes turned to Jang Moo-deok this time.
First of all, I was curious about the future of Jang Moo-deok, who made the Bongmun declaration.
“Even though the Mugeukmun is sealed, Nobu will remain in the Cheonjimaeng for revenge.”
“Thank you for making the difficult decision.”
The leader, Mu Geuk Merchant, showed courtesy.
"It was nothing. Since then, the old man... … .”
Zhang Mu-deok stopped talking and looked around for a while at the three generations of Dae-ju.
He hesitates about where to go.
But the worry didn't last long.
In fact, on the way back to Cheonji-Meng, he decided on his future.
“Let us act together with the Suzakudae. Of course, if the lords of the great lord allow it.”
“I think it's fine. What is Namgung Daeju’s opinion?”
At the Mugeuk Merchant's question, Sword King Namgung Byeok nodded.
There is no reason to refuse absolute adherence to free apprenticeships!
“For me, it can be said that it is a non-gaming request. Jang Dae-hyeop, please take good care of me.”
Jang Moo-deok was Murim's senior, so Namgung Byeok's attitude was extremely polite.
Jang Mu-deok also responded with a silent obeisance.
After the story was finished to some extent, the martial arts merchant turned his gaze to the musketeer.
Just as much as the Moyong family, the Jegal family suffered a fatal blow.
Jegalga fell from a great family to a local military family.
It's a shame because he has the merits of the Zhuge family that he has accumulated so far.
When the eyes of the leader met, Jegal Seung-un immediately stood up.
He had to show the ability to keep the position of a musketeer.
“Jang Dae-hyeop, famous religious leader Eight Hwangsinmo, still remains in Mount Pungji. Do you know why?”
“I don’t know.”
Jegal Seung-un looked around the crowd.
“Originally, the special issue contains the identity of the person. Eighthwangsinmo will be like that too. The eight emperors refer to the eight masters of the witch. If so, who is the leader?”
“… … .”
The representatives focused on Jegal Seung-woon as if to continue speaking.
“Before that, I have something to tell you. Not too long ago, there was a magician named Cheongryushin in Suzakudae. But she left the world on her own. The reason is that her dharma treasure is known as Yeommae. I think you already know what yeommae is.”
Jegal Seung-un glanced around the representatives.
The chil pie moon and four generations nodded his head as if to let the representatives pass.
“That god is from Seonnyeoam Hermitage in Mt. Pungji. Upon her investigation, she referred to her master as her godmother. Perhaps the new mother of the Eighthwangsinmo came from there.”
"ah!"
A light exclamation flowed from the mouths of the delegates.
“He mother has a religious meaning. It means that she is the mother of the spirit, not the body. We should not forget that the witch is a famous religious leader. The Eighthwangsinmo may be doing religious work in Mount Pungji.”
“What is a religious thing?”
Merchant Mujong, a long-time leader of the advance party, tilted his head.
Is there a more important religious thing than the ongoing fight against the Chunjimaeng?
“Think of the Twelve Horsemen and the Baekdu Horse Army. After all, aren't they monsters created by human sacrifice? People say that Mt. Pungji is a mountain of death, that the gates of hell are opening, or that it is the end of the world. The Eighthwangsinmo may be trying to become the King of Heaven there.”
Representatives became agitated at the word ‘King of Heaven’.
“Even now, Wuwei has reached a mythical level, but if it goes up to the King of Chundu, wouldn’t it be the end of Murim!”
“Isn’t the Cheondu Demon King the meaning of becoming the Yeom Demon King yourself?”
“Then the gates of hell will open… … .”
"Indeed! It was the sound of calling the demon king. Is that witch going to make this world hell!”
Zhang Mu-deok shook his head slightly.
Considering the inaction of the Eighthwangsinmo, who has reached the point of myth, she is already the King of Heaven.
‘Tsk, Jegal Seung-un. You always go well, but then you fall into the wrong path.'
Moo-deok Jang thought that maybe that was the limit of Jegal Seung-un.
After all, I think I should meet Namgung-yeon and Yeon Jeok-ha.
