Chapter 578 - Please save my life
The position of Wonyo in Soyojong is ambiguous.
He is in his mid-fifties and has 8 stars, so it is an excellent achievement, but it does not reach the late exponents of Soyojong.
That's why I don't have a teacher yet.
It is not surprising that there are hundreds of disciples in a similar situation in Soyojong.
Those who did not have such a teacher must survive on their own.
‘Surviving’ here is not just a metaphor for fierceness.
It was a matter directly connected to survival by stealing spiritual energy and murder among the disciples of the sect, and dying from aging if not ascending to the next level.
As a result, they were generally more heartless than those who served their teachers.
That's how it happened because I had to survive alone in the battlefield of the weak-knack.
They were accustomed to taking and taking, and once considered prey, they never let go.
Wonyo was one of those people.
To him, the dagger containing the Shinsoo was a treasure he had to acquire.
To rise to a higher level, more spirits are needed. It goes without saying that in order to save Yeonggi, you have to walk around Simsan Yugok as if it were your own home.
If it is a dagger with divine power, you can go anywhere without worrying about the beast.
So he returned secretly.
With the intention of taking one step ahead of others.
But when I came, I saw that some flying flies were aiming for the enemy.
" Judging by the fishy smell emanating from their bodies, they must belong to the Black Spot (places that sell human flesh). go away."
It wasn't because of some sense of justice that he kicked out the sunspot bastards.
Had he done so, he would not have let them escape.
He knew that even if all of them attacked anyway, he wouldn't be able to touch even the tip of his hair.
He saw Yeonjeokha as ‘the beginning of Yeonheo’.
Is there any way that a master who is in the middle of the day will be defeated by black-spotted bastards?
Even so, he came out only to save time.
Because I have to go back to the soyojong masters.
Of course, I didn't want to draw unnecessary public attention with their deaths.
The sunspot's sunfish, which were aiming for a mercenary, were startled and scattered like a swarm of killifish.
After a while, Yeonjeokha asked with an absurd face.
“Are those really from sunspots?”
Wonyo nodded his head.
“Didn’t you smell the fishy smell coming from their bodies? It is the peculiar smell of those who butcher people.”
“Wow. I just thought, “Your body smells really dirty.” That must have been the smell of human butchers.”
“Is this the first time you see people with sunspots?”
"yes."
“Your family looks good. Hey, so you must have something like that, right?”
Won Yao looked at Yeon Jeok Ha with strange eyes.
The dagger containing the divine beast must be a family treasure.
What kind of great family could have such a treasure?
Yeon Jeok-ha shook his head as if agreeing.
“It was a family with bones.”
“Are you saying it’s not like that now?”
"yes. It was ruined and disappeared.”
For an instant, a light flashed in Wonyo's eyes.
The icing on the cake is that the family has gone bankrupt and disappeared.
If you have a good family background, you can mobilize your personal connections and bother them.
"really! I heard the story from Kwak Jin-in. There's a divine beast in the dagger? Can I see that?”
He said it like it was no big deal, but if you think about it a little, you can see that it's strange.
If Yeon Jeok-ha had been an ignorant fool, he would have obeyed him obediently.
But he is from green forest.
Originally, I can't see thieves stealing from others.
“You didn’t return alone tonight to see my dagger, did you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Did you come back after aiming for my dagger?”
“… … .”
Yuan Yao didn't answer right away, but stared at the jeokha.
It's an embarrassing story, but it's true, so it might be a good thing.
That's because it saved time.
“I will not deny it. It is true that I need your dagger.”
“You are shameless.”
“Whatever the strong do, it is very natural. Shamelessness, resentment, and revenge are just complaints of the weak.”
“Then give me the dagger and live quietly?”
“In any event, if you become a disciple of So-yojong, I will pay the price.”
“Does it sound like I’m just going to wash my mouth if I don’t get into the bell?”
“Anyway, if rumors spread that you have treasure, you won't be able to live comfortably. Even if you become Sojong’s disciple, do you think others will leave you alone?”
“Master? Do I look like a hogu?”
“If you don’t have the ability, you have no choice but to live as a hukou. Seeing you say that, it seems that you have no intention of handing over the dagger. a greedy person Sometimes having treasure can be a sin.”
“So am I a sinner?”
“I will spare your life if you participate in ‘Biseungwahae’. But the dagger must be taken by the old man.”
“Thank you for saving my life, but what are you going to do if I report the slave servant to the Soyo Bell?”
“Whoops! You have an interesting idea. What do you think of Jongmoon? Jongmoon is not a government office. Rather, it is the place where the rule of the jungle is the most strictly followed in Kuju. You want your dagger back? Then it would be better to shut up and practice quietly. If rumors spread and true people or unions find out, they will go to a place beyond your power. Wouldn’t it be easier to deal with me than with a true man or a union?”
Yeonjeokha looked at Wonyo with wide eyes.
According to his words, all disciples of the sect are like robbers.
Is it a place where it is not a sin to steal? I don't know what kind of happy sound this is.
But that was just what Wonyo said to justify his actions.
Of course, as he said, there is no organization in charge of the law in the sect.
However, robbery was not tolerated among the disciples.
If someone does bad things, they are rejected and eventually eliminated.
So, it was left to midnight, not lawlessness.
The law of the jungle that Wonyo said is applied is a duel.
It was accepted as a very natural thing to have a legitimate duel and take away the spirit as a result.
The disciples of the sect recognized spiritual extortion as merging into a larger river.
So even if you die, you don't die, and even if you are taken away, you are not taken away.
“Will you voluntarily surrender your dagger? Will you trouble me to take it?”
I woke up to the spirit of dating at Wonyo's words.
The disciples of the sect also showed extraordinary expressions when robbing goods.
“Are you able to take it?”
Yeonjeokha's words changed strangely.
Respect disappears, and it is the way he treats his partner in greening.
Yuan Yao could also read the ridicule contained in Yeon Jeok-ha's words.
It seems like they won't listen to it with words like 'the beginning of the year'.
Hagiya himself was arrogant at that time, believing that the world was in his hands.
Wonyo glanced around.
It was late, so there were no people walking on the street.
It's an atmosphere that doesn't have to take you to a dark place.
“They said they don’t know how to be afraid of a one-day puppy. Seeing you, I can understand what you mean. I will teach you why the world is afraid of Soyojong today.”
Wonyo slowly drew his sword.
Yeonjeokha also took out a blue robe from his bosom.
“Everyone said that before breaking up with me. It looks like I'm getting hit.”
Upon seeing the dagger, Wonyo's eyes were stained with greed.
He was not afraid of the dagger's divine beast.
It was because he thought that the dagger only had the status of a divine beast.
Beasts were frightened by the godhead and ran away, but humans are different.
Wouldn't it be known if Shinsu directly attacked humans?
Not even an idiot, who the hell is going to run away in surprise at the power of a divine beast!
Before long, the two threw their bodies at each other without asking who came first.
Wonyo didn't know, but this fight was a battle between 'those who want to steal' and 'those who want to steal'.
bang. bang. bang. bang-.
There was a thunderous sound when the sword of Wonyo's sword and the sword of Cheongsa met.
The two of them exchanged sword strikes honestly, to the point of ignorance, without any knowledge of swordsmanship.
Wonyo swung his sword in half angles (about 7 minutes) or randomly.
Still, when the opponent stood firm, he backed away and opened the distance.
Then he pointed at the night sky with the tip of his sword.
It is the standard form of the intermediate swordsmith of the Soyo class, Cheondong Goongji (天動轟地).
Yeonjeokha narrowed his eyes and looked at him intently.
'Where did you see that?'
Suddenly, Won Sang-han's face came to mind.
Come to think of it, the swordplay practiced by the disciple of Eunhago Sword Cheon Seung-hak was exactly like that.
Clouds swirled in the night sky and black air poured down.
Cuckoo-cuckoo-.
It was much faster than the original Sanghan, and it was a lot of sword skills.
As soon as they matched, they spread the Gucheon Sebeopsa-style wind-fire 劫輪 over his head.
Quarrrrr—.
A sword wind brimming with fire spun like a wheel and floated over his head.
Wonyo's sword spirit, caught up in the frenzy of weather, bounced in all directions.
bang! Kwak!
Along with the explosion, the walls of the inn that were hit directly by the sword exploded.
For the guests who had gone to bed, it was like a thunderbolt.
Still, the fight was so bloody that people couldn't even see the nose.
When Yeon Jeokha blocked Tiandong Goongji with a strange sword wind, Yuanyao's face hardened.
Tiandong Hongji's heavy and solid swordsmanship is blocked by the sword wind?
Now, it's to the point of doubting whether the other person is really a 'newcomer to Yeonheo'.
Looking at Yeon Jeok-ha's face, he was full of composure.
It seems that the victory or defeat will be decided only when the advanced swordsman, Nakilgwimang (落日晷罔) is performed.
He immediately drew the stiff sword down.
It is a dream come true.
Chow ah-.
The black air that had gathered in the sky spread like a net and fell onto the giant wheel of the Weather Coal.
Before long, the net of sword spirit, the net of ghosts, covered the weathering kalnyun.
But what is this?
Rather, the ghost net was sucked into the sword wind that contained fire.
Step by step-.
'omg!'
Wonyo's mouth fell open.
The sword spirit of the fallen ghost was being torn by the swirling sword wind like a wheel.
It's the first time I've experienced such an absurd experience since I learned this sword technique.
A high-level swordsman of the Soyo class is going to be grounded by sword wind?
Because it was his best season, he couldn't stop watching it go out.
Wonyo is the black wind like a wheel Hoping to stop, he shook his sword once more.
Chow ah-.
But this time, the result was the same.
The ghost net was cut and dismantled like a silk thread threaded through a blade, and then disappeared.
When the sword net was no longer visible in the night sky, he turned the tip of his sword to Wonyo.
Kurur-.
The red cart wheel rolled towards Wonyao this time.
Surprised, Wonyo threw his body like crazy to avoid the wheel.
Wonyo, who had rolled all the way to the floor, hurriedly stood up.
But he seems to have focused too much on the wheel of the cart.
The jeokha vanished from sight.
'where?'
Behind him as he hurriedly inspected his surroundings, a phantom-like harp sprang up.
At the same time as he appeared, Yeonjeokha's fist was driven into the back of Wonyo's head.
puck!
The moment the light flashed in front of his eyes, Wonyo of 'Eight Castles of Yeonheo' lost consciousness.
“Grunt!”
At dawn, Wonyo rubbed his eyes and got up from his seat.
It was a stable in an abandoned house.
I remember fighting Yeonjeokha sword to sword, but after that it was hazy like fog.
As he tried to remember what happened after that, he groped for a feeling of something missing.
'huh? does not exist?'
Nothing was left, as if he had met a bandit while drunk.
There were no money bags, first aid kits, amulets, or even small items like flint and tinder.
Can't even see the sword he cherished?
Whatever it was, it came off cleanly.
There's no way I've met a robber, and I don't know what this is.
'Isn't it? I don't think so.'
It would be an excessive leap to say that a participant in 'Biseungwahae' robbed a soyo-jong master.
Chapter 578 - Please save my life
The position of Wonyo in Soyojong is ambiguous.
He is in his mid-fifties and has 8 stars, so it is an excellent achievement, but it does not reach the late exponents of Soyojong.
That's why I don't have a teacher yet.
It is not surprising that there are hundreds of disciples in a similar situation in Soyojong.
Those who did not have such a teacher must survive on their own.
‘Surviving’ here is not just a metaphor for fierceness.
It was a matter directly connected to survival by stealing spiritual energy and murder among the disciples of the sect, and dying from aging if not ascending to the next level.
As a result, they were generally more heartless than those who served their teachers.
That's how it happened because I had to survive alone in the battlefield of the weak-knack.
They were accustomed to taking and taking, and once considered prey, they never let go.
Wonyo was one of those people.
To him, the dagger containing the Shinsoo was a treasure he had to acquire.
To rise to a higher level, more spirits are needed. It goes without saying that in order to save Yeonggi, you have to walk around Simsan Yugok as if it were your own home.
If it is a dagger with divine power, you can go anywhere without worrying about the beast.
So he returned secretly.
With the intention of taking one step ahead of others.
But when I came, I saw that some flying flies were aiming for the enemy.
" Judging by the fishy smell emanating from their bodies, they must belong to the Black Spot (places that sell human flesh). go away."
It wasn't because of some sense of justice that he kicked out the sunspot bastards.
Had he done so, he would not have let them escape.
He knew that even if all of them attacked anyway, he wouldn't be able to touch even the tip of his hair.
He saw Yeonjeokha as ‘the beginning of Yeonheo’.
Is there any way that a master who is in the middle of the day will be defeated by black-spotted bastards?
Even so, he came out only to save time.
Because I have to go back to the soyojong masters.
Of course, I didn't want to draw unnecessary public attention with their deaths.
The sunspot's sunfish, which were aiming for a mercenary, were startled and scattered like a swarm of killifish.
After a while, Yeonjeokha asked with an absurd face.
“Are those really from sunspots?”
Wonyo nodded his head.
“Didn’t you smell the fishy smell coming from their bodies? It is the peculiar smell of those who butcher people.”
“Wow. I just thought, “Your body smells really dirty.” That must have been the smell of human butchers.”
“Is this the first time you see people with sunspots?”
"yes."
“Your family looks good. Hey, so you must have something like that, right?”
Won Yao looked at Yeon Jeok Ha with strange eyes.
The dagger containing the divine beast must be a family treasure.
What kind of great family could have such a treasure?
Yeon Jeok-ha shook his head as if agreeing.
“It was a family with bones.”
“Are you saying it’s not like that now?”
"yes. It was ruined and disappeared.”
For an instant, a light flashed in Wonyo's eyes.
The icing on the cake is that the family has gone bankrupt and disappeared.
If you have a good family background, you can mobilize your personal connections and bother them.
"really! I heard the story from Kwak Jin-in. There's a divine beast in the dagger? Can I see that?”
He said it like it was no big deal, but if you think about it a little, you can see that it's strange.
If Yeon Jeok-ha had been an ignorant fool, he would have obeyed him obediently.
But he is from green forest.
Originally, I can't see thieves stealing from others.
“You didn’t return alone tonight to see my dagger, did you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Did you come back after aiming for my dagger?”
“… … .”
Yuan Yao didn't answer right away, but stared at the jeokha.
It's an embarrassing story, but it's true, so it might be a good thing.
That's because it saved time.
“I will not deny it. It is true that I need your dagger.”
“You are shameless.”
“Whatever the strong do, it is very natural. Shamelessness, resentment, and revenge are just complaints of the weak.”
“Then give me the dagger and live quietly?”
“In any event, if you become a disciple of So-yojong, I will pay the price.”
“Does it sound like I’m just going to wash my mouth if I don’t get into the bell?”
“Anyway, if rumors spread that you have treasure, you won't be able to live comfortably. Even if you become Sojong’s disciple, do you think others will leave you alone?”
“Master? Do I look like a hogu?”
“If you don’t have the ability, you have no choice but to live as a hukou. Seeing you say that, it seems that you have no intention of handing over the dagger. a greedy person Sometimes having treasure can be a sin.”
“So am I a sinner?”
“I will spare your life if you participate in ‘Biseungwahae’. But the dagger must be taken by the old man.”
“Thank you for saving my life, but what are you going to do if I report the slave servant to the Soyo Bell?”
“Whoops! You have an interesting idea. What do you think of Jongmoon? Jongmoon is not a government office. Rather, it is the place where the rule of the jungle is the most strictly followed in Kuju. You want your dagger back? Then it would be better to shut up and practice quietly. If rumors spread and true people or unions find out, they will go to a place beyond your power. Wouldn’t it be easier to deal with me than with a true man or a union?”
Yeonjeokha looked at Wonyo with wide eyes.
According to his words, all disciples of the sect are like robbers.
Is it a place where it is not a sin to steal? I don't know what kind of happy sound this is.
But that was just what Wonyo said to justify his actions.
Of course, as he said, there is no organization in charge of the law in the sect.
However, robbery was not tolerated among the disciples.
If someone does bad things, they are rejected and eventually eliminated.
So, it was left to midnight, not lawlessness.
The law of the jungle that Wonyo said is applied is a duel.
It was accepted as a very natural thing to have a legitimate duel and take away the spirit as a result.
The disciples of the sect recognized spiritual extortion as merging into a larger river.
So even if you die, you don't die, and even if you are taken away, you are not taken away.
“Will you voluntarily surrender your dagger? Will you trouble me to take it?”
I woke up to the spirit of dating at Wonyo's words.
The disciples of the sect also showed extraordinary expressions when robbing goods.
“Are you able to take it?”
Yeonjeokha's words changed strangely.
Respect disappears, and it is the way he treats his partner in greening.
Yuan Yao could also read the ridicule contained in Yeon Jeok-ha's words.
It seems like they won't listen to it with words like 'the beginning of the year'.
Hagiya himself was arrogant at that time, believing that the world was in his hands.
Wonyo glanced around.
It was late, so there were no people walking on the street.
It's an atmosphere that doesn't have to take you to a dark place.
“They said they don’t know how to be afraid of a one-day puppy. Seeing you, I can understand what you mean. I will teach you why the world is afraid of Soyojong today.”
Wonyo slowly drew his sword.
Yeonjeokha also took out a blue robe from his bosom.
“Everyone said that before breaking up with me. It looks like I'm getting hit.”
Upon seeing the dagger, Wonyo's eyes were stained with greed.
He was not afraid of the dagger's divine beast.
It was because he thought that the dagger only had the status of a divine beast.
Beasts were frightened by the godhead and ran away, but humans are different.
Wouldn't it be known if Shinsu directly attacked humans?
Not even an idiot, who the hell is going to run away in surprise at the power of a divine beast!
Before long, the two threw their bodies at each other without asking who came first.
Wonyo didn't know, but this fight was a battle between 'those who want to steal' and 'those who want to steal'.
bang. bang. bang. bang-.
There was a thunderous sound when the sword of Wonyo's sword and the sword of Cheongsa met.
The two of them exchanged sword strikes honestly, to the point of ignorance, without any knowledge of swordsmanship.
Wonyo swung his sword in half angles (about 7 minutes) or randomly.
Still, when the opponent stood firm, he backed away and opened the distance.
Then he pointed at the night sky with the tip of his sword.
It is the standard form of the intermediate swordsmith of the Soyo class, Cheondong Goongji (天動轟地).
Yeonjeokha narrowed his eyes and looked at him intently.
'Where did you see that?'
Suddenly, Won Sang-han's face came to mind.
Come to think of it, the swordplay practiced by the disciple of Eunhago Sword Cheon Seung-hak was exactly like that.
Clouds swirled in the night sky and black air poured down.
Cuckoo-cuckoo-.
It was much faster than the original Sanghan, and it was a lot of sword skills.
As soon as they matched, they spread the Gucheon Sebeopsa-style wind-fire 劫輪 over his head.
Quarrrrr—.
A sword wind brimming with fire spun like a wheel and floated over his head.
Wonyo's sword spirit, caught up in the frenzy of weather, bounced in all directions.
bang! Kwak!
Along with the explosion, the walls of the inn that were hit directly by the sword exploded.
For the guests who had gone to bed, it was like a thunderbolt.
Still, the fight was so bloody that people couldn't even see the nose.
When Yeon Jeokha blocked Tiandong Goongji with a strange sword wind, Yuanyao's face hardened.
Tiandong Hongji's heavy and solid swordsmanship is blocked by the sword wind?
Now, it's to the point of doubting whether the other person is really a 'newcomer to Yeonheo'.
Looking at Yeon Jeok-ha's face, he was full of composure.
It seems that the victory or defeat will be decided only when the advanced swordsman, Nakilgwimang (落日晷罔) is performed.
He immediately drew the stiff sword down.
It is a dream come true.
Chow ah-.
The black air that had gathered in the sky spread like a net and fell onto the giant wheel of the Weather Coal.
Before long, the net of sword spirit, the net of ghosts, covered the weathering kalnyun.
But what is this?
Rather, the ghost net was sucked into the sword wind that contained fire.
Step by step-.
'omg!'
Wonyo's mouth fell open.
The sword spirit of the fallen ghost was being torn by the swirling sword wind like a wheel.
It's the first time I've experienced such an absurd experience since I learned this sword technique.
A high-level swordsman of the Soyo class is going to be grounded by sword wind?
Because it was his best season, he couldn't stop watching it go out.
Wonyo is the black wind like a wheel Hoping to stop, he shook his sword once more.
Chow ah-.
But this time, the result was the same.
The ghost net was cut and dismantled like a silk thread threaded through a blade, and then disappeared.
When the sword net was no longer visible in the night sky, he turned the tip of his sword to Wonyo.
Kurur-.
The red cart wheel rolled towards Wonyao this time.
Surprised, Wonyo threw his body like crazy to avoid the wheel.
Wonyo, who had rolled all the way to the floor, hurriedly stood up.
But he seems to have focused too much on the wheel of the cart.
The jeokha vanished from sight.
'where?'
Behind him as he hurriedly inspected his surroundings, a phantom-like harp sprang up.
At the same time as he appeared, Yeonjeokha's fist was driven into the back of Wonyo's head.
puck!
The moment the light flashed in front of his eyes, Wonyo of 'Eight Castles of Yeonheo' lost consciousness.
“Grunt!”
At dawn, Wonyo rubbed his eyes and got up from his seat.
It was a stable in an abandoned house.
I remember fighting Yeonjeokha sword to sword, but after that it was hazy like fog.
As he tried to remember what happened after that, he groped for a feeling of something missing.
'huh? does not exist?'
Nothing was left, as if he had met a bandit while drunk.
There were no money bags, first aid kits, amulets, or even small items like flint and tinder.
Can't even see the sword he cherished?
Whatever it was, it came off cleanly.
There's no way I've met a robber, and I don't know what this is.
'Isn't it? I don't think so.'
It would be an excessive leap to say that a participant in 'Biseungwahae' robbed a soyo-jong master.
