Tangmunjeon - Chapter 419



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Tangmunjeon Episode 419

Light Flame

Dang Mu-jin went to the nuns of the Amipa who had remained in the Danggajang and asked them to tell him what had happened.

Then a nun who looked to be about forty years old came forward.

“Binsung is called Bok-hye.”

Although we never spoke separately, we were acquainted through our interactions.

“Yes. I remember seeing you last time.”

“Thank you for remembering. I was the last one left at the party that day, so I can somehow convey the situation.”

Bok-hye began to tell her story with a bitter expression.

“After the Lord of the Dang Family and the Lord of the Dragon Head left the Dang Family, the remnants of the Demonic Cult remained quiet for quite some time. However, a few days ago, the situation suddenly changed. They suddenly stormed into the Dang Family.”

It seemed that Bok-hye had a lot to say, but considering Dang Mu-jin’s feelings, she only continued with the most important story.

“It wasn’t a force that could win from the beginning. Not long after the fight started, I thought that the lineage of the Army might end here.”

“Is that so?”

“I thought I should retreat, but retreating was not an easy task. The walls of the Tang family were unusually high, and there were so many organizations… and those organizations were not even picky about people. However, the offensive of the Demonic Cult’s warriors was too fierce to leisurely destroy the organizations and escape.”

Bok-hye paused for a moment and then spoke.

“In the meantime, Lord Wiji collapsed the wall on the other side of the gate.”

As she spoke, Bok-hye looked behind Wi-jin-hyang’s tomb.

Behind Wi Jinanhyang’s tomb, there was evidence of a collapsed wall.

Given the circumstances, it seemed that the grave was intentionally built close to the wall that Wei Zhenanxiang had destroyed.

“After destroying the organs of the temple at great risk, His Majesty the Wizhi ordered everyone to evacuate and then stepped forward again. With his splendid appearance and attire, he caught everyone’s attention and blocked the demonic sect’s warriors with his outstanding martial arts.”

“So the Cheongseongpa and the Amipa were able to retreat?”

“Yes. Thanks to the efforts of the Wei Zhi Shi Zhu, enough people were able to survive to continue the lineage. However, since the damage was so great, sealing the gate became an inevitable choice···.”

How long will the sealing period last? Twenty years? Thirty years? Or more?

The decline of a dynasty is inevitably accompanied by its downfall.

The Cheongseongpa and Amipa may be able to continue their lineage through the sealed gate, but when the sealed gate is lifted in the future, the influence of the Cheongseongpa and Amipa will not be what it is now.

Still, it would be better than being completely wiped out and losing the lineage, so it cannot be said that the sacrifice of Wei Zhennanxiang was meaningless.

From now on, the monks of the Cheongseongpa and the nuns of the Amipa should regard Wijinanhyang as their benefactor.

Dang Mu-jin asked Bok-hye.

“How much damage was done to the opponent?”

“···His Majesty the Wizi tried to bring down the Jinwonjingi, but in the end, he was unable to achieve what he had hoped for.”

Bok-hye indirectly expressed the story that Wei Zhennanxiang had not been able to inflict any significant damage.

Of course, there is a limit to what one can accomplish alone. There must have been at least two top-notch masters among the Demonic Cult’s unmanned forces, so it was an incredible feat to have been able to stop them all by himself.

However, the expression that he could not bring out the true spirit made Dang Mu-jin’s heart suffocate.

In the past, Wei Zhennanxiang had only one wish: a splendid and beautiful end.

Wei Zhennanxiang wanted to remain in people’s minds as the image of the most beautiful time, the image of the most shining time.

His desire was so strong that he lived in a cave for a long time, waiting for death, for fear that he would become ugly and be remembered by people.

And Wei Zhennanxiang got a cruel opportunity.

An opportunity to sacrifice yourself and display brilliant martial arts skills to open a path for others.

It was an opportunity to be praised for a long time by the warriors of the Cheongseongpa and Amipa, and further by the warriors throughout the Central Plains.

Clearly, this was the type of death that Wi Jinan-hyang had most desired.

In order to bring out the true energy, it was necessary to leave behind no regrets about life, so Wei Zhennanxiang, who had been given the opportunity she had been dreaming of, had to be able to bring out the true energy.

However, Wei Zhennanxiang was unable to bring out Jinwonjinki.

Wei Zhenan Xiang has given up on her foolish desires.

It is not clear exactly what this obsession is directed towards.

I can’t even tell how great the foolishness is, how complex the foolishness is.

However, Dang Mu-jin could guess who the biggest part of that foolishness was directed at.

Dang Mu-jin looked back.

Jang Il-nam. No, the hemophiliac was just standing there, not moving at all, listening to the story.

“Because of the rain, the evildoers of the Demonic Cult were unable to set fire to the main building of the Dangga Jang clan. However, they were able to destroy all of the main beams of the main building, causing the building to collapse. Some of the people stayed in the Dangga Jang clan and gradually cleared away the debris. They moved all the items that looked like valuables to the storage.”

“···thank you.”

After expressing his gratitude to Bok-hye for telling him the story, Dang Mu-jin said to the blood guest.

“Sir, please go in and rest for a bit.”

Dang Mu-jin was also extremely exhausted after traveling a long distance and staying by the blood-loving guest’s side all night.

But the hemophiliac would have been much more exhausted than the party leader. Extreme emotional turmoil tends to tire people out.

The hemophiliac nodded.

And then I looked at the tomb of Wi Jinan-hyang. Soon I looked at the collapsed wall with holes in it.

And then he turned around and headed towards a small space next to the training ground. A space where a small hole was covered with a folding screen.

There would never be a need to clean up that mess again, Dang Mu-jin thought.

*

Dang Mu-jin also took a short nap. Then, not long after the sun set, he woke up.

The fatigue that clung to my body still wouldn’t go away, so I just wanted to lie down and sleep some more until daybreak.

But now we have to move.

‘It looks like the rain has finally stopped.’

Dang Mu-jin took advantage of the darkness and moved out of the party hall.

I also brought a mask just in case.

Dang Mu-jin’s chest was seething.

‘You were acting all sly in front of me, but when I left you attacked the head of the household?’

The reason Dang Mu-jin left the party was to find people.

The remnants of the Demonic Cult. In particular, to find the Light Flame and the Left Guardian Law.

Among the Demonic Cult members remaining in the city, the only big names are Gwangyeomra and Joahobeop.

Both of them must be connected to this situation.

Of course, the news that most of the Demonic Cult members had left the city was delivered through the Taoists of the Cheongseongpa.

However, Dang Mu-jin thought that there might be remnants of the Demonic Cult remaining.

‘It’s okay if you can’t find the Gwangyeomra or the Left Guardian Method. If you search thoroughly, you’ll find a few remnants of the Demonic Cult. I won’t cut off their lives so easily.’

But soon after he came out into the night street, Dang Mu-jin felt a somewhat familiar presence.

‘···no way?’

To make matters worse, the place where I felt presence was the alley where I had previously talked to Kwangyeomra.

There were two people in the alley, and at first glance, one of them was clearly Kwangyeomra.

But the remaining one was not a left-winger.

Magadeng. A bandit from the Demonic Cult who had been captured by Dangmujin in the past and thrown into the basement of Amipa was by Gwangyeomra’s side.

Anyway, where is the Kwangyeomra?

Sparks flew from Dang Mujin’s eyes as he looked at Gwangyeomra.

‘Shameless guy.’

Dang Mujin approached Gwangyeomra with his venom rising. He was prepared to use his Kyeonhonsu, as this would be a tough fight.

Gwangyeom-ra, who was crouching, noticed the sound of Dangmujin approaching and turned his head to look at Dangmujin.

At that moment, Dang Mujin saw an unbelievable sight. Gwangyeomra’s eyes were sparkling in the moonlight.

It was tears. Gwangyeomra was crying.

I wasn’t crying my eyes out, just tears welling up in my eyes, but it was clear that this wasn’t an ordinary situation.

It is rare for a man to cry, and it is even rarer for an old man to cry. Wouldn’t it be even rarer for a warrior with such outstanding achievements as Gwangyeomra to cry?

The subsequent actions of the Flame King became even more strange.

In the past, whenever he met Dang Mu-jin, Gwang-yeom would greet him cheerfully.

While constantly asking questions like, ‘Are you here?’

But today, Gwangyeomra’s first words were different.

“The head of the party···!”

At the same time, tears flowed down Gwangyeomra’s cheeks.

The embarrassed Dang Mu-jin hesitated and took a half step back.

“···What are you?”

As if telling me to come here, Gwangyeomra tapped the seat next to me with his palm.

Of course, Dang Mu-jin did not approach rashly.

Then Gwangyeomra muttered.

“Are you doubting me too···”

A voice dripping with sorrow.

At this point, even Dang Mu-jin was speechless.

The Kwangyeomra are not even members of the same political party, and they are even less allied by blood.

It is only natural to be suspicious of each other because they have similar interests and have been subtly cooperating. Especially in a situation like now.

Dang Mu-jin shot Gwangyeom-ra.

“You did something like that at the party and you thought I would just laugh it off?”

Then, Gwangyeomra was embarrassed.

“It’s not me. Didn’t the Taoist monks and nuns at the temple tell you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Anyway, those Jeongpa guys…”

Gwangyeomra sighed deeply and explained the whole story.

“I didn’t hit the jackpot. No, of course I went to the jackpot with him… It wasn’t the situation I wanted.”

“Then, did the main building of the Tang family collapse by itself, and did the elder of the Wei Jinan clan catch a cold and pass away?”

“Stop being sarcastic and just listen to me.”

Dang Mu-jin stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall, and nodded his head.

“say.”

Kwangyeomra said gloomily.

“Yeon Sa-wook and I… So, the left guard quickly realized that you were gone. But he didn’t show it in front of his subordinates. We were tacit allies, so we didn’t share any weaknesses.”

Dang Mu-jin recalled the story of Bok-hye.

Bok-hye spoke clearly. After Dang Mu-jin and Hong Geol-gae left, the Demonic Cult warriors were quiet for a while.

First of all, it doesn’t seem to be at odds with the facts.

“Keep going.”

“But after a while, the subordinates started to realize that you and Hong Geol-gae had disappeared. As you might have guessed, the reason the cultists didn’t attack Dang Ga-jang was because of your poison, right? From then on, the idea of ​​attacking Dang Ga-jang again slowly started to creep in, but I held out while making excuses.”

“You ended up hitting me, right?”

When Dang Mu-jin asked, Gwangyeom-ra shouted.

“Do you think I hit you?”

“So, are you saying that your subordinates ignored you and came to the party headquarters? Or did the Left Guard ignore you and act?”

“No. The Great Guardian has appeared.”

“The Great Guardian… Leader?”

“No. The new guardian deity. I thought he followed the leader, but he changed direction and came to Sacheon.”

Gwangyeomra bowed his head deeply, holding it with both hands.

“The Great Guardian told me. No matter how I look at it, it’s not an unbreakable force, so why are you dawdling around… I knew it as soon as I heard that story.”

“what?”

“That bastard, the Great Guardian, was suspicious of me. His subordinates must have told him everything they were suspicious of. The Great Guardian must have personally checked the situation and become convinced.”

Dang Mu-jin thought.

‘···Isn’t this reaping what you sow?’

But instead of telling me my thoughts honestly, Dang Mu-jin urged me to continue the story.

“So what happened?”

“The Great Guardian looked at me with a suspicious expression and said that we should go to the Tang Dynasty. What could I do? I joined in…”

Anyway, it seems like they came to the party hall together.

A drop of transparent honeysuckle flowed down the blood vessel and trickled down to Dang Mujin’s fingertips.

However, there was a reason why he kept telling the story of Gwangyeomra invading Danggajang in front of Dangmujin.

“I was pretending to fight reluctantly, but the more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. Eventually, I became certain. That bastard, the Great Guardian, no matter what I did, he would definitely tell the cult leader about what happened in Sacheonseong.”

Dang Mu-jin nodded.

In a situation where both sides are in sharp conflict, it is not something that just anyone can do, like a bat, walking a tightrope and jumping from one side to the other. It is fortunate if you do not get abandoned by either side.

Gwangyeomra continued the story.

“···What would happen if that story got to the cult leader’s ears? Even if I clean up the party and go back, my life would be seriously messed up. The cult leader might try to get rid of me.”

Dang Mu-jin asked back in an excited voice.

“So what did you do?”

“When the Great Guardian was distracted from fighting, I tried to sneak up on him without anyone knowing and stab him in the back of the head.”

Dang Mu-jin thought. This guy has gone too far.

But aside from that, it was a great solution. If someone is going to blow the whistle on you, just get rid of the whistleblower.

“The left-hand method too?”

“No. The loyalty of the Left Guardian to the leader is not ordinary. If you were here, I might have tried to keep my promise to you, but it was clear that you wouldn’t join my plan even without me. That’s why I put the Left Guardian aside. Luckily, there was someone who could help me instead of the Left Guardian.”

“Who is it?”

Gwangyeomra winked at Magadeng. Magadeng smiled sheepishly.

‘That guy?’

However, Dang Mu-jin quickly understood the situation. Wasn’t Magadeng the guy who escaped from the Demonic Cult because he didn’t want to learn magic?

I’ve also heard that Magadeng is quite satisfied with his underground life in the Amipa.

“So. Did you remove the Great Guardian Law?”

When Dang Mu-jin asked, Gwang-yeom-ra spoke as if he felt wronged.

“No. That sly bastard wasn’t letting his guard down at all! He blocked my sword as if he had been waiting for it. Does that make sense?”

Dang Mu-jin had a hard time understanding why Gwangyeom-ra was feeling wronged.

In such situations, isn’t it right to feel shame rather than resentment?

But since the atmosphere was what it was, Dang Mu-jin responded with a janggu.

“···Oh, like that. So?”

“The atmosphere was getting cold, so I ran away.”

After finishing the story, Gwangyeomra looked very relieved.

It seems like he suffered a lot mentally. Of course, it was his own fault.

Dang Mu-jin summarized the whole story in one sentence.

“You act like a bat and get caught, you try to stab him in the back of the head and fail, and you end up like a kite with its string cut off.”

It was a sharp criticism.

But Gwangyeomra smiled brightly.

“I would like to express that after wandering, I found a new nest called Jeongpa. I am glad that I can help you sincerely, even if it is late.”

“···You were crying earlier, weren’t you? Weren’t you sad about being kicked out of the Demonic Cult?”

“It’s a regret for the years that have passed. I wish I had become a member of the Jeongpa military a little earlier… That kind of regret.”

It was quite an interesting story that someone as great as Gwangyeomra could be brought into the party.

However, Dang Mu-jin did not make a rash decision on Gwangyeom-ra’s future.

There were three reasons.

First, we don’t know what crime Gwangyeomra committed in the Jeongpa Murim and why he fled to the Demonic Cult.

Second, it is not up to Dang Mujin to decide whether or not the martial arts world accepts Gwangyeomra.

Lastly, even if you do end up accepting, it is better to accept it with great concern than to accept it without thinking.

That’s why Dang Mu-jin answered indifferently.

“Let me think about it.”

Dang Mu-jin jumped up from his seat and onto the roof of a nearby building.

Gwangyeomra shouted in great bewilderment, perhaps not expecting that Dangmujin would not accept him.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty! We weren’t meant to be like this!”

It felt strange to be called an elder by someone who was at least twenty years older than me.

But the party leader spoke harshly.

“Just wait quietly.”

Dang Mujin gave a subtle expression to Gwangyeomra, then returned to the Danggajang.