Hyeonjilmusin - Chapter 84



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84. Rotation (1)

When I woke up, it was dawn. As I went outside, the wind blowing from the mountain brushed my body. Even though it was summer, the dawn on Mt. Mudang was cool.

“Kuaaaaaaaaaah.”

I turned my head over in the yard and raised my hands to the sky. I stretched and felt like my joints and muscles were waking up. I hadn’t slept much, but somehow my eyes opened. Perhaps it was because today was the day that Jegal Se-ga came.

“Phew.”

I took a deep breath and pulled out the sword from my waistband. It was the perfect time to swing it, as there was no one else in the yard.

It was truly a time of change. I woke up at dawn and immediately thought about swinging my sword. However, there was something I wanted to complete before I fought Zhuge Liang.

The materials are the experience of fighting with Cheongyu and the two methods of Yuunshin taught by the great disciples. I wanted to combine these two.

‘I really feel like I’ve become a martial artist.’

I still don’t think I’m a full-fledged martial artist, but I feel like the life of a martial artist is slowly seeping into my life.

I swung my sword again, recalling the memory of when I fought Cheongyu. When I first started out, I remember being surprised at how the shamans remembered every detail of the fight.

I know now. It wasn’t something I learned separately, it was something that I had to do naturally as an unmanned person.

Even if I didn’t try hard to remember it with my head, my muscles and heart remembered it.

After finishing my rematch with Cheong-yu, I aimed my sword at the stop position again.

“The Sword Technique of You Yun.”

The strongest sword technique I can use right now. As soon as I try to use the sword technique, the internal energy of the Jeongpa reacts and trembles. On the other hand, the magic energy shrinks. It feels like it instinctively knows that it is the martial art of the Jeongpa and is shrinking.

The light of the sword’s back shining in the moonlight. That light would become a trajectory for me to reference in the darkness.

I slowly unfolded the Yuun Sword Technique. The reason I unfolded it slowly was because I might miss something.

After completing the first Yuun Sword Technique, I performed the Yuun Sword Technique again. It wasn’t the same sword technique that was performed exactly the same way. At first, it was the Yuun Sword Technique without the Yuun Shin Technique, and now it was the sword technique that added the Yuun Shin Technique.

‘think.’

The difference was soon apparent. As even Myungyeop acknowledged, my Yuun Sword Technique and Yuun Shin Technique were now quite in harmony. However, they were not completely integrated, which is why I am training with you like this. The reason I figured it out so quickly was probably because of my 6th-grade sword talent and my elusiveness.

When I used the sword technique without using the flowing technique, I would swing the flowing technique with the sense of speed without realizing it, but when I added the flowing technique, it naturally changed to the sense of speed.

The fog that poured out from the sword thickly covered the yard. I kept swinging, over and over. I felt like I could do something a little more.

At that time, I had a mysterious experience. My soul was leaving my body and looking down at me from above. The body that my soul had left was still swinging the sword. I was able to objectively see the martial arts I was performing.

Surprisingly, I looked much more natural handling the sword than I did handling the quick sword. This was something I wouldn’t have noticed if I hadn’t been watching from above.

There is a proper sword technique. That was a well-known fact. But that wasn’t the only reason my sword had become smoother.

‘What could it be?’

The answer to the question was simple: I had become ‘that kind of person’.

If I think about it, I haven’t lived smoothly as a merchant. I’ve lived quickly and brutally.

It wasn’t about which was right or which was wrong. It was just that the sword of the shaman had an impact on my life. The words of the shaman were certainly words that pierced through me. The shaman changed me.

As soon as that thought occurred to me, my soul, which had been watching from above, was quickly sucked into my body. When my body and soul became one, my eyes opened wide.

A wave burst out from my body, clearing away the fog the sword had spread across the yard. I could intuitively tell that I had achieved greatness in the art of the Yuun Sword.

***

The shamans were busy since morning. Many guests were visiting the main temple today. Of course, even though they were on good terms with each other, they were guests in name only.

As a shaman, it was a long time since they had received so many guests, and the disciples were also at a loss. The reason there were so many guests was because the shamans who participated in the Jegal family’s spinning were not the only ones coming.

Family members who would support the unmanned people, the heads of households and elders who would come with them to encourage them, and the people of the Murim Alliance who would be the judges. If you add them all up, there would be at least thirty people.

“Zhuge Shi’s people have arrived!”

At the entrance of Mt. Wudang, a group wearing blue scholar’s uniforms was seen. The number of the Zhuge family was much larger than the Wudang faction had expected. Even the head of the household, Zhuge Qian, personally led them. It seemed that they had brought everyone, leaving only the bare minimum of family members.

“You seem confident.”

And a group of people were watching them from Cheonjubong Peak. They were elders, including Cheong-ui, the head of the shaman clan.

“What on earth gave you the confidence to bring it like that?”

“I don’t know about that.”

The shaman’s people could not understand at all.

The public perception was that the shamanist faction was overwhelmingly stronger than the Zhuge Liang faction. And the perception of the shamanist faction was not much different.

“They are smart people, so they will definitely not fight a fight they have no chance of winning. Tell the disciples who are entering the rotation to be on their guard once again.”

“all right.”

“Since both sides will have bad feelings, be especially careful of collisions other than rotation.”

As the leaders of the non-partisan faction prepared, the disciples were also sufficiently prepared.

Of course, the three major disciples who were given the title of Myungja were included among those disciples.

“Death penalty, but was the Jegal family strong enough to trouble us?”

“I remember it as nothing special.”

Here, Myeong-il, who had direct experience visiting Jegal Se-ga, answered Myeong-gyeong’s questions directly.

Myeongil tried to recall his past memories, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t find anything special about the martial arts of the Jegal family.

Myeongseong, Myeongil, and Mukhwiyeong went and overwhelmed all three of them. Of course, that wasn’t the main force of the Zhuge family, but it was like seeing one and knowing ten.

“It’s not like there are any later records of the Zhuge family that we know of.”

“that’s right.”

There are several well-known later exponents of other sects.

Representative examples include Namgung Hui (南宮輝), also known as Changryongshinhyeop (蒼龍新俠) of the Namgung Segae faction, Maeumil (梅受日), also known as Nakhwageomryong (落花劍龍) of the Hwasan faction, Jin Gwon (眞權), also known as Geumgangsinseung (金剛新僧) of the Shaolin Temple, and Peng Chaehyang (彭彩響), also known as Peiwoldo (閉月刀) of the Habuk Peng faction.

Usually, there is at least one person who stands out in each sect or family, but strangely, the Jegal family does not even have such a person. That is why it is hard to understand why they are so obsessed with shamans.

“I wish we could go out and fight.”

“Yeah. Honestly, I don’t think I would lose if we were a similar age.”

Myeong-il and Myeong-gyeong became gloomy as they talked. All they wanted was to represent the shaman faction and shine brightly as soon as possible. However, it seemed so far away until that happened.

“If I were your priest, would I be able to leave?”

Myeongil immediately brought up the topic of Muk Hwi-yeong. Myeong-gyeong flinched. In fact, she had been thinking the same thing. There were more than one or two disciples of Muk Hwi-yeong, but of course, the only one who would come out here was Muk Hwi-yeong.

“I mean, honestly, I thought I was the most talented. So I thought I just had to look ahead and run.”

“That’s not wrong. The death penalty is the strongest in our distribution.”

“Now that’s wrong. Your priest has only been learning martial arts for a year, and he’s already representing the shaman faction.”

“That’s true.”

“Are you really okay? And your direct priest is getting stronger so quickly?”

Myung-il’s passionate gaze pierced Myeong-gyeong. In all the years they had been together, this was the first time she had seen Myeong-il speak so emotionally.

Myeong-gyeong soon sighed at Myeong-il’s aggressive tone.

“Actually, I’m also a death row inmate, so it’s a bit disappointing that I have nothing to teach priests. These days, when I train with priests, I learn by watching.”

“You must be having a hard time too.”

“That’s right. The recommended angle is still awkward, so I’m teaching it to you, but you’re following along well these days.”

Myung-kyung and Myeong-il sighed deeply. Myeong-il entered the mountain first, so they were siblings, but they were the same age, so they talked to each other occasionally.

“Death penalty, will we ever be able to become adults?”

“Why do adults want to go back to when they were children? Isn’t it much easier to be an adult? You’re stronger too.”

“The adults are full.”

“I see.”

The two children who had in an instant slapped numerous adults in the central plains immediately stood up. From the Haegeomji, they saw people coming up to Jegal Se.

Myungkyung and Myeongil’s eyes were not kind. Naturally, they were a group that had been causing trouble for the shamans, so they did not look kind.

The total number of Zhuge Se-ga’s group was probably around fifty. Myeong-il narrowed his eyes. Among them, there were people around the same age as Myeong-il and Myeong-gyeong. For some reason, Zhuge Wen and Zhuge Han, who had fought Myeong-il last time, were not there.

“Are they all direct descendants?”

“well.”

At that time, Myung-kyung and Myung-il met the eyes of the children of the Jegal family. They were quite far away, but they were staring at each other with certainty, having learned martial arts.

Jegal Se’s eyes were also filled with hostility. Myeong-gyeong and Myeong-il also glared at each other with hostility. Soon, Jegal Se turned his gaze away and followed the children.

“I feel sick.”

Myeong-gyeong spoke first. Myeong-il, who was usually indifferent to things, nodded.

And soon they were able to meet face to face.

The adults, including Zhuge Qian, were absent because they had to go to Samcheonggwan, and the children were temporarily left in the care of Gungdogak, where there were many children their age.

In the meantime, it would have been possible to assign a few adults to lead the children, but the people of Zhuge Liang did not do so. At this point, it was as if they had assigned each other to fight.

The eyes of the children of the shaman faction and the children of the Jegal family at the palace met. Naturally, since the shaman faction was a shaman faction, there were many more shaman disciples, but the children of the Jegal family stared at each other without being discouraged.

After a long war of nerves, one of the children of the Jegal family walked towards Myeonggyeong and Myeongil.

“What have you been doing all this time?”

In the end, it was the child of the Zhuge family who lit the fuse.

And in fact, Myeonggyeong, Myeongil, and the other shaman’s disciples who had been waiting for this moment were furious.

“Where the hell do those ink-stained bastards think we are!”

“If it weren’t for Marquis Wu, they wouldn’t have been able to join the Five Dynasties!”

Zhuge Se had his children surrounded by the children of the Wudangpa. There were about five children in Zhuge Se, so they were surrounded in an instant.

“for a moment.”

At that moment, Myeongil raised his hand.

“If we do this, it will seem like the majority is persecuting the minority. Let’s maintain the dignity of shamans.”

“Pretending to be cool.”

The child of the Jegal family was crying. Myeong-il glanced at the three great disciples. The children who received Myeong-il’s gaze all turned away. Right now, there was no one among the three great disciples who could keep up with Myeong-il.

Myungil was in a dilemma in the meantime. It was clear that Jang Moon-in’s order was to not cause any conflicts other than those between people and Zhuge Shi.

“Be quiet and go back.”

“Are you scared?”

“No. The executioners will take care of it anyway, so I thought there was no need for me to get involved.”

The three great disciples looked at Myeong-il as if they had never seen him before. Myeong-il had never spoken at such length, nor had he used such an aggressive tone. Myeong-il seemed to have become sharper since he had seen the enemy of the school for the first time.

“I’m sorry, but our father told us to educate you too.”

“father?”

“That’s what the master said.”

The Jegalmun and Jegalhan I met last time were said to be his fathers. It seems like the head of the Jegal family had many children.

“We were ordered not to fight you.”

“Really? Well then, I guess there’s nothing I can do.”

The child of the Jegal family laughed heartily.

“The elder brother didn’t seem to be very good, and his disciples are the same.”

At those words, the eyes of all the disciples of the Shamanist faction lit up.

Then Myeongil suddenly shouted.

“Don’t move!”

All three disciples of the famous master, Bae Bun, who were about to draw their swords, flinched.

After stopping his disciples, Myeongil Jegal Se took a step towards the children.

“I will do it.”

When the disciples looked, they saw that Myeongil had already placed his hand on the sword.

And Myeongil’s eyes burned hotter than any shaman’s disciple.