"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 70 - Dogo One Cheok Mago One General (道高一尺魔高一丈)
Luoyang eastern side language.
Waryongjang.
About 20 Murim people approached the main gate of Waryongjang. Namgung-cheon, a blue sword, Namgung-yeon, and Changchun-dae, who are accompanying them to protect them.
Namgung Sei Gaju Sword King Namgung Byeok sent her children to Luoyang instead. Twenty years ago, she was entrusted with Kang-ho, just like she had been.
One of the warriors of Changchundae lightly knocked on the door.
After a while, a male servant slightly opened the door and poked his head out.
"Where are you from?"
The servant looks very nervous when he sees the Murim people who have come without notice.
Seeing that, Namgungcheon narrowed her eyes.
It wasn't like that in the past, but what happened in the meantime has changed like that?
The Changcheondae warrior spoke briefly.
“We are the people of the Namgung family. I'm here to meet Hyeonmubaek.”
Only then did the servant open the door and bow his back.
“Oops! Namgungse was the people. Please wait for a moment while I send a message to the main house!”
After a while, a group of people came out of the main house.
Waryong Swordsman Yeonmubaek shouted with a happy face.
"Execution! private residence! Long time no sees! If I had known sooner, Soje would have gone to Luoyang. Welcome."
Namgungcheon smiled and responded.
"Are you okay. I heard they are busy, but less busy people should come.”
"haha! You're busy. Eat inside.”
Yeon Seung-baek, who was watching, interjected slightly.
"welcome”
“Okay, how have you been?”
Namgungcheon nodded her head and looked around.
She was about to say hello, but unlike before, Mrs. Baek was nowhere to be seen.
Namgungcheon, who tilted her head, followed her inside.
Yeonmu Baek led Namgungcheon and her sister Namgungyeon to the guest hall.
Sister Namgung and brother Yeon sat down across the table.
Namgungcheon looked up and down the smoke bag for a while and said.
She said, “I heard about Waryongjang in Luoyang. Are you okay?”
“Yes, it is fine.”
"Right. I didn’t see the people of Waryongjang at the Lukyang Murim Competition, so I thought they were still receiving treatment.”
"I'm just taking a break from an urgent task."
Yeon Mu-baek couldn't bear to say that he was in recuperation after Gong Hyeon-yo's fight.
"I see. What do you plan to do with this famous cult subjugation? It looks like we will be leaving for Yeoju tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”
“I’ve seen a lot of damage last time, so I’m thinking about dropping out this time.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t help it.”
“Be careful both of you. If you think of it as a famous school from 20 years ago, you could seriously injure your nose.”
“I heard the general story from the swordsman Lee Dae-hyeop. Honsei Sword Demon’s martial arts are excellent, right?”
“It’s not just Honsei Sword Demon. None of his men were weak. Because the disciples of Chilpaimun collapsed like sorghum. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it."
“Are the henchmen just that good?”
"Whew! don't speak I was lucky enough to come back alive. To be honest, I don't want to go to the galaxy field again.”
“But this time, good results will come out. Because Uicheon Swordsman said he was leaving.”
“Then I'm glad. I tried to hold off the death penalty unless it was Uicheon Geomjon.”
“Tsk! I heard that it is one Dogo One Cheok Mago One Chief (道高一尺魔高一丈). It's just like that now. When did famous churches grow so big?”
Yeon Seung-baek helped out with a word.
“That’s right. Who would have known that the swordsmith would suffer like that?”
Namgungcheon asked after the story of the famous school in the middle of the story.
She said, “Oh, on the way, I heard that the relationship between Nokrim and Jang Waryong was bad. Did something happen?”
“Honestly, we don’t even know. It is a situation where Waryongjang is hostile to Obongsanchae.”
"Wherefore?"
“It’s just frustrating not knowing that.”
“If the thieves are such a nuisance, shouldn’t we at least subjugate them?”
Namgungcheon was a bit puzzled that a warrior of the rank of Waryongjang was suffering.
“Actually, I was going to go to Yeoju and go to subjugation, but the famous school took too much damage, so I'm leaving it alone.”
“A lot of famous churches have ruined it.”
“The subjugation will end well this time, right? Uicheon Geomson and about 500 knights are leaving.”
“If nothing special happened, that would be it.”
As soon as the conversation was over, Namgungcheon stood up.
“I have to go back to Luoyang.”
“Sahyung, you can just stay here until we go to Yeoju.”
"no. I like being in Luoyang to hear what's new. You have to keep your ears open at times like this.”
There was some truth in Namgungcheon's words, so Yeonmubaek couldn't catch more.
Namgungcheon and Namgungyeon drank tea and immediately left Waryongjang.
On the way back to Luoyang, Namgungcheon muttered.
“Come to think of it, I couldn’t even say goodbye to my aunt. You seem to be at home... … .”
A faint smile appeared on Namgoongyeon's lips.
Knowing that it was her mockery, Namgungcheon let out a deep sigh.
“Yes, yes. I knew it was my aunt's work because Waryongjang had become warlike. But I didn't know that her nose was so high that I couldn't even see her face.”
Unlike Namgungcheon, who is upset with her, Namgungyeon has a calm face.
***
Bo Bong-hyun.
obongsan.
Today, I climbed the first peak of Obongsan Mountain.
Changing from Bakdo to sword was not as simple as one might think. I don't know how many times I've said 'Oops' while swinging my sword like a bakdo.
Geom and Bakdo were different, but very different.
Not only the difference between double-edged and single-edged blades, but even the center of gravity was huge.
Even while wielding it coolly, I can't stop thinking, 'Isn't this it?' It's like wearing clothes that don't fit your body.
'Should I just go back to Bakdo?' The thought did not leave my head.
A sigh flowed from Yeonjeokha's mouth as he practiced the Gucheongu Sword for half a day.
'ha! This isn't it.'
Her body and mind were playing separately.
I went into the shade of the couple and stared blankly at the passing clouds.
When I didn't know anything, it was rather easy to practice the Gucheongu Sword.
When I practiced with one stick, I did not feel this incongruity.
No, it wasn't like this even when I played Bakdo before.
Why does it take so much effort to spread the sword technique?
‘Sheesh! If the Merchant of Heaven and Earth were by my side, I would have asked him calmly.'
If it was him, she seemed to be able to understand why she was at a loss like this.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting absent-mindedly, heard the voice of the Gumilbok sword Sim Yang-gak in his ears.
“Gongja-nim, are you doing well?”
"no."
“Hehe, I knew you would.”
Yeon Jeok-ha showed interest in Shen Yang-gak’s words.
“Did you know that?”
“Those who used to use Bakdo feel awkward just hearing Yuyeopdo. Even more so since he changed it to a sword.”
“Is it because you’re not used to it?”
“I heard that the first weapon Confucius held was the Bakdo. Is that right?"
"uh."
“Then it won't be any easier. Your body must have been accustomed to Bakdo.”
“Is that so? It's stranger to use a sword than to use a sword.”
“It may be because the gap between the sword and the sword feels bigger because of Confucius' high level of martial arts. The movement with the sword is not satisfactory. In that case, why don’t you hurry up and go back to the beginning?”
"first?"
“Wouldn’t it be familiar to you if you practiced the 9th century law with a sword again? I heard that all the people of Waryongjang use the 9th century law with swords.”
"oh! Is that a good idea? I am also an old man. You think differently.”
It was only then that I felt like I had found a way to get married.
I think it would be better to do it again from the 9th century law instead of forcibly clinging to the 9th century sword. Anyway, from now on, I have to spread the old-world law with a sword, so it's a good deal.
“By the way, how is Old Sim? Are you getting some luck now?”
"Yes, it's still minor, but I'm sure it's working."
Maybe that's why Shen Yang-gak's complexion looked good.
“Did you come up to tell me about that?”
“Huh, I came here because you didn’t look good yesterday.”
“Oops! A person with a three-pointed nose takes care of me too. Thank you.”
“Because if Confucius is well, then I will be well too.”
"okay. It'll be fine. I don't know if old Sim will do well.”
“Hehe, Confucius-nim speaks clearly, so it is easy to have a conversation.”
“Is that a compliment? Are you cursing?”
“Take the good side. Then I'm done.”
Shenyanggak went down the mountain.
He moved away so as not to interfere with Yeonjeokha's seniority.
When Shen Yang-gak disappeared from sight, he stood up from the mating position.
Then, he began to practice the nine thousand years of life with his sword.
As expected, there was a difference, but it wasn't as big as when the Gucheongu Sword was opened.
Returning to the beginning of the series, he moved calmly, one movement at a time.
After repeating the Gucheonsaebeop until dusk, the awkward feeling was greatly reduced.
***
Namjiryeseong Soho.
About 400 meters away from Soho, a huge freshwater lake to the south of Hefei, there is a manor with a signboard that reads “Musan Xiaochuk (姥山小縮).”
late night.
About a hundred warriors gathered in front of the largest hall in the manor.
After a while, two women who appeared to be in their forties came out.
The gathered warriors did not even dare to look straight at the two women, as if they were afraid. That's also because both women are Baekdu Demon Soldiers. Although they appeared to be in their forties, they were both old women in their sixties.
One of the women, Haeseonja Wol, spoke to Musan Nangrang and Maehwa Lee, who stood beside her.
“Nangrang is just watching today. Namgungse and Waryongjang are in debt.”
“Huh, I’ve heard the story of the Sword King and the True Moon Swordsman, too. I guess the events during the Twelve Horses were a big scar?”
"It's all thanks to me that they're listening to the Sword King and the True Moon Swordsman. It was a long time ago, so I want to forget it, but the world keeps reminding me of it.”
“If I get rid of Namgung Sega today, she will feel a little better.”
“I hope so.”
“If the Namgung family disappears, Mu Geuk Moon will not be able to use his strength in Nanjing. Thank you for bringing attention to Honsei Sword at the right time. By the way, should the Seonja also rebuild the church?”
“I’m thinking about building a church in Waryongjang because there are already anoxic cattle here. Then I don't think it'll be a clean revenge yo. this? Even the swordsman of the real moon gives an aide-de-camp.”
“That looks fine too. If Seonja gives such a lesson, you won't be able to touch the famous bridge recklessly.”
The two women flirted with each other for a long time, as if they were not afraid of the Sword King Namgung Byeok.
***
Hefei.
Namgung Se.
Sword King Namgung Byeok couldn’t sleep until late.
The hot night air disturbed my sleep, but more than that, I was anxious.
Like the masters of the 10th century, when the insider and the outsider reach the level of first offense, they gradually learn the flow of heavenly energy.
The South Palace wall was like that tonight.
He felt certain signs of doom more certain than his sixth sense.
He got up from the bed and came out to the main hall and looked up at the night sky.
Two red stars were meeting.
That is obviously the ominous phenomenon of the so-called ‘Hyeonghok Susim (熒惑守心, Mars threatens the constellation of the Son of Heaven)’ that ‘determines the fate of the country’.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 70 - Dogo One Cheok Mago One General (道高一尺魔高一丈)
Luoyang eastern side language.
Waryongjang.
About 20 Murim people approached the main gate of Waryongjang. Namgung-cheon, a blue sword, Namgung-yeon, and Changchun-dae, who are accompanying them to protect them.
Namgung Sei Gaju Sword King Namgung Byeok sent her children to Luoyang instead. Twenty years ago, she was entrusted with Kang-ho, just like she had been.
One of the warriors of Changchundae lightly knocked on the door.
After a while, a male servant slightly opened the door and poked his head out.
"Where are you from?"
The servant looks very nervous when he sees the Murim people who have come without notice.
Seeing that, Namgungcheon narrowed her eyes.
It wasn't like that in the past, but what happened in the meantime has changed like that?
The Changcheondae warrior spoke briefly.
“We are the people of the Namgung family. I'm here to meet Hyeonmubaek.”
Only then did the servant open the door and bow his back.
“Oops! Namgungse was the people. Please wait for a moment while I send a message to the main house!”
After a while, a group of people came out of the main house.
Waryong Swordsman Yeonmubaek shouted with a happy face.
"Execution! private residence! Long time no sees! If I had known sooner, Soje would have gone to Luoyang. Welcome."
Namgungcheon smiled and responded.
"Are you okay. I heard they are busy, but less busy people should come.”
"haha! You're busy. Eat inside.”
Yeon Seung-baek, who was watching, interjected slightly.
"welcome”
“Okay, how have you been?”
Namgungcheon nodded her head and looked around.
She was about to say hello, but unlike before, Mrs. Baek was nowhere to be seen.
Namgungcheon, who tilted her head, followed her inside.
Yeonmu Baek led Namgungcheon and her sister Namgungyeon to the guest hall.
Sister Namgung and brother Yeon sat down across the table.
Namgungcheon looked up and down the smoke bag for a while and said.
She said, “I heard about Waryongjang in Luoyang. Are you okay?”
“Yes, it is fine.”
"Right. I didn’t see the people of Waryongjang at the Lukyang Murim Competition, so I thought they were still receiving treatment.”
"I'm just taking a break from an urgent task."
Yeon Mu-baek couldn't bear to say that he was in recuperation after Gong Hyeon-yo's fight.
"I see. What do you plan to do with this famous cult subjugation? It looks like we will be leaving for Yeoju tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”
“I’ve seen a lot of damage last time, so I’m thinking about dropping out this time.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t help it.”
“Be careful both of you. If you think of it as a famous school from 20 years ago, you could seriously injure your nose.”
“I heard the general story from the swordsman Lee Dae-hyeop. Honsei Sword Demon’s martial arts are excellent, right?”
“It’s not just Honsei Sword Demon. None of his men were weak. Because the disciples of Chilpaimun collapsed like sorghum. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it."
“Are the henchmen just that good?”
"Whew! don't speak I was lucky enough to come back alive. To be honest, I don't want to go to the galaxy field again.”
“But this time, good results will come out. Because Uicheon Swordsman said he was leaving.”
“Then I'm glad. I tried to hold off the death penalty unless it was Uicheon Geomjon.”
“Tsk! I heard that it is one Dogo One Cheok Mago One Chief (道高一尺魔高一丈). It's just like that now. When did famous churches grow so big?”
Yeon Seung-baek helped out with a word.
“That’s right. Who would have known that the swordsmith would suffer like that?”
Namgungcheon asked after the story of the famous school in the middle of the story.
She said, “Oh, on the way, I heard that the relationship between Nokrim and Jang Waryong was bad. Did something happen?”
“Honestly, we don’t even know. It is a situation where Waryongjang is hostile to Obongsanchae.”
"Wherefore?"
“It’s just frustrating not knowing that.”
“If the thieves are such a nuisance, shouldn’t we at least subjugate them?”
Namgungcheon was a bit puzzled that a warrior of the rank of Waryongjang was suffering.
“Actually, I was going to go to Yeoju and go to subjugation, but the famous school took too much damage, so I'm leaving it alone.”
“A lot of famous churches have ruined it.”
“The subjugation will end well this time, right? Uicheon Geomson and about 500 knights are leaving.”
“If nothing special happened, that would be it.”
As soon as the conversation was over, Namgungcheon stood up.
“I have to go back to Luoyang.”
“Sahyung, you can just stay here until we go to Yeoju.”
"no. I like being in Luoyang to hear what's new. You have to keep your ears open at times like this.”
There was some truth in Namgungcheon's words, so Yeonmubaek couldn't catch more.
Namgungcheon and Namgungyeon drank tea and immediately left Waryongjang.
On the way back to Luoyang, Namgungcheon muttered.
“Come to think of it, I couldn’t even say goodbye to my aunt. You seem to be at home... … .”
A faint smile appeared on Namgoongyeon's lips.
Knowing that it was her mockery, Namgungcheon let out a deep sigh.
“Yes, yes. I knew it was my aunt's work because Waryongjang had become warlike. But I didn't know that her nose was so high that I couldn't even see her face.”
Unlike Namgungcheon, who is upset with her, Namgungyeon has a calm face.
***
Bo Bong-hyun.
obongsan.
Today, I climbed the first peak of Obongsan Mountain.
Changing from Bakdo to sword was not as simple as one might think. I don't know how many times I've said 'Oops' while swinging my sword like a bakdo.
Geom and Bakdo were different, but very different.
Not only the difference between double-edged and single-edged blades, but even the center of gravity was huge.
Even while wielding it coolly, I can't stop thinking, 'Isn't this it?' It's like wearing clothes that don't fit your body.
'Should I just go back to Bakdo?' The thought did not leave my head.
A sigh flowed from Yeonjeokha's mouth as he practiced the Gucheongu Sword for half a day.
'ha! This isn't it.'
Her body and mind were playing separately.
I went into the shade of the couple and stared blankly at the passing clouds.
When I didn't know anything, it was rather easy to practice the Gucheongu Sword.
When I practiced with one stick, I did not feel this incongruity.
No, it wasn't like this even when I played Bakdo before.
Why does it take so much effort to spread the sword technique?
‘Sheesh! If the Merchant of Heaven and Earth were by my side, I would have asked him calmly.'
If it was him, she seemed to be able to understand why she was at a loss like this.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting absent-mindedly, heard the voice of the Gumilbok sword Sim Yang-gak in his ears.
“Gongja-nim, are you doing well?”
"no."
“Hehe, I knew you would.”
Yeon Jeok-ha showed interest in Shen Yang-gak’s words.
“Did you know that?”
“Those who used to use Bakdo feel awkward just hearing Yuyeopdo. Even more so since he changed it to a sword.”
“Is it because you’re not used to it?”
“I heard that the first weapon Confucius held was the Bakdo. Is that right?"
"uh."
“Then it won't be any easier. Your body must have been accustomed to Bakdo.”
“Is that so? It's stranger to use a sword than to use a sword.”
“It may be because the gap between the sword and the sword feels bigger because of Confucius' high level of martial arts. The movement with the sword is not satisfactory. In that case, why don’t you hurry up and go back to the beginning?”
"first?"
“Wouldn’t it be familiar to you if you practiced the 9th century law with a sword again? I heard that all the people of Waryongjang use the 9th century law with swords.”
"oh! Is that a good idea? I am also an old man. You think differently.”
It was only then that I felt like I had found a way to get married.
I think it would be better to do it again from the 9th century law instead of forcibly clinging to the 9th century sword. Anyway, from now on, I have to spread the old-world law with a sword, so it's a good deal.
“By the way, how is Old Sim? Are you getting some luck now?”
"Yes, it's still minor, but I'm sure it's working."
Maybe that's why Shen Yang-gak's complexion looked good.
“Did you come up to tell me about that?”
“Huh, I came here because you didn’t look good yesterday.”
“Oops! A person with a three-pointed nose takes care of me too. Thank you.”
“Because if Confucius is well, then I will be well too.”
"okay. It'll be fine. I don't know if old Sim will do well.”
“Hehe, Confucius-nim speaks clearly, so it is easy to have a conversation.”
“Is that a compliment? Are you cursing?”
“Take the good side. Then I'm done.”
Shenyanggak went down the mountain.
He moved away so as not to interfere with Yeonjeokha's seniority.
When Shen Yang-gak disappeared from sight, he stood up from the mating position.
Then, he began to practice the nine thousand years of life with his sword.
As expected, there was a difference, but it wasn't as big as when the Gucheongu Sword was opened.
Returning to the beginning of the series, he moved calmly, one movement at a time.
After repeating the Gucheonsaebeop until dusk, the awkward feeling was greatly reduced.
***
Namjiryeseong Soho.
About 400 meters away from Soho, a huge freshwater lake to the south of Hefei, there is a manor with a signboard that reads “Musan Xiaochuk (姥山小縮).”
late night.
About a hundred warriors gathered in front of the largest hall in the manor.
After a while, two women who appeared to be in their forties came out.
The gathered warriors did not even dare to look straight at the two women, as if they were afraid. That's also because both women are Baekdu Demon Soldiers. Although they appeared to be in their forties, they were both old women in their sixties.
One of the women, Haeseonja Wol, spoke to Musan Nangrang and Maehwa Lee, who stood beside her.
“Nangrang is just watching today. Namgungse and Waryongjang are in debt.”
“Huh, I’ve heard the story of the Sword King and the True Moon Swordsman, too. I guess the events during the Twelve Horses were a big scar?”
"It's all thanks to me that they're listening to the Sword King and the True Moon Swordsman. It was a long time ago, so I want to forget it, but the world keeps reminding me of it.”
“If I get rid of Namgung Sega today, she will feel a little better.”
“I hope so.”
“If the Namgung family disappears, Mu Geuk Moon will not be able to use his strength in Nanjing. Thank you for bringing attention to Honsei Sword at the right time. By the way, should the Seonja also rebuild the church?”
“I’m thinking about building a church in Waryongjang because there are already anoxic cattle here. Then I don't think it'll be a clean revenge yo. this? Even the swordsman of the real moon gives an aide-de-camp.”
“That looks fine too. If Seonja gives such a lesson, you won't be able to touch the famous bridge recklessly.”
The two women flirted with each other for a long time, as if they were not afraid of the Sword King Namgung Byeok.
***
Hefei.
Namgung Se.
Sword King Namgung Byeok couldn’t sleep until late.
The hot night air disturbed my sleep, but more than that, I was anxious.
Like the masters of the 10th century, when the insider and the outsider reach the level of first offense, they gradually learn the flow of heavenly energy.
The South Palace wall was like that tonight.
He felt certain signs of doom more certain than his sixth sense.
He got up from the bed and came out to the main hall and looked up at the night sky.
Two red stars were meeting.
That is obviously the ominous phenomenon of the so-called ‘Hyeonghok Susim (熒惑守心, Mars threatens the constellation of the Son of Heaven)’ that ‘determines the fate of the country’.
