The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 322

“…”

Shang Ping was at a loss for words at the panoramic view in front of him.

Han Su-pok, designated as a forbidden area by the order of the Daegungju.

It was the place where Sogungju Hanseung stayed or had to stay.

But what does this situation mean?

It is astounding that the waterfall, which had been pouring down violently with the cold, collapsed hideously, but even the warriors who were supposed to be guarding the entrance became corpses that were dried up like throats and blown away by the wind.

“No way…”

Sang-pyeong’s face contorted.

It was a step that hurriedly returned after hearing the news that Ilgung and Sapaecheon had collapsed after taking a break to check the situation of Daegung.

“shit!”

Shang Ping kicked off the ground and flew through the waterfall like a flash battle.

Need to check.

If Hanseung is really out of range, this becomes a big problem.

Because the lord of the great arch will never forgive the lord of the small arch beyond his own ban.

Also, if that happened, the plans he had secretly made could be thwarted.

* * *

Boom!

Kang Sang-pyeong, who confirmed the cavity behind one hand, hit the wall roughly.

There were only corpses of the same shape as the corpses at the entrance, but there was no Hanseung there either.

“Damn it… I should have contacted you in advance…”

It was only after Sapaecheon collapsed that I heard the news about the palace.

It was because Haomen was completely blocking information.

After understanding the whole situation, it was Han Seung who raised his anxiety.

He has not yet reached perfection.

Even now, his real state is not low, but what he learns is Suction Magic.

Until reaching a certain stage, the vitality of the younger brothers and sisters must be accompanied.

Since they couldn’t suck in, they must have felt a burning thirst, and since the supply of the seven yin silver veins to calm the heat generated during the internal energy fusion process was cut off, they must have felt intense hunger. That’s why I came back in a hurry…

Sang Pyeong’s uneasy premonition was perfectly hit.

Mok-nae, who was spread all over the place, and Han Seung disappeared.

Originally, a beast may be quietly confined in a cage only when it is supplied with enough food, but when it is hungry, it will become violent.

Moreover, the number of warriors guarding this place would have been insufficient to satisfy his hunger, so it was not unreasonable for him to run out in search of prey.

Breaking an order and escaping the ban is a serious crime, but what if he dies?

The wrath of the Daegungju goes straight to the midfield.

That much had to be stopped.

Since the three palaces and the first palace collapsed, all that remained was the main power of the grand palace, the inner palace, and the second palace.

It was an insufficient power to deal with the entire midfield.

No matter how much the Grand Palace Master possesses inhumanity, he cannot face the world alone.

Moreover, their grand scheme does not end with destroying the midfielder.

The guys who settled on the other side.

The true purpose was to destroy the country of the Zhou clan, who brutally purged their fathers and grandfathers through immorality.

I’ve been waiting for a hundred years for that.

“Damn the guru…”

A figure pops up in Sang Pyung’s mind.

The one who revealed himself as a shaman swordsman and now a sapae cheonju.

That guy is the culprit.

From Daerang Palmyeo to Songyeobang.

Why didn’t you hit it earlier? When he was looking for the Sheep Heart Gong, he felt dangerous and should have killed him.

But even if you regret it, it’s already too late. The guy who became the focal point of the love affair has now grown into a giant tree that is hard to beat.

Come to think of it, he said there was a similar guy in the past.

The guru who took the lead in purging them together with Mr. Ju a hundred years ago, who complained that his father was dying and said, ‘It’s all because of him.’

He became a hero and the palace had to hide in darkness.

In order not to repeat the same mistake, the palace, which was badly beaten by him, made a plan to reduce the risk by conquering Murim first.

“Yes, he was a shaman too.”

Sang Sang-pyeong shuts his mouth as hard as he can so that the muscles in his chin are caught, and his eyes shine fiercely.

How come these shamans and shamans keep blocking our path?

Let it go.

After this crisis passes, I will definitely visit and pull out the cornerstone.

I will fill the index finger with your blood and hang the severed head in prose.

However, what is more urgent than the shaman right now is to find Hanseung.

“Plain!”

“yes. My palace lord!”

Shang Ping’s call was answered by a soldier from behind.

“Insert all the warriors of the Inner Palace and find the location of the Sorceress as soon as possible.”

“All right.”

“Mysterious!”

“yes!”

“I need to meet Lee Goong-ju. Now that the Three Palaces and the First Palace have collapsed, the only thing left is the Demonic Cult.”

“yes! I will send a call to everyone to gather at the northern stem of Mt.

Gwangjangpyeong started to move.

Toward Xinjiang, where the Demonic Cult is located…

* * *

“Such a damn bastard!”

“Queueek!”

The hornet is trampled on again.

Hwangsin and So Dongbo stayed away from each other so as not to get caught up in it, lighting a bonfire and glancing at each other.

Angry Jinmu’s feet did not stop until Gakchul’s body was half buried in the ground.

Extinguishment He is actually a little bit embarrassed.

It was in the middle of passing Cheonghae Lake, a huge lake in Cheonghaeseong, Dalpo, after leaving Wudang Mountain.

Despite the fact that there is a bustling city near the lake, Jinmu, who settled down at the foot of a huge nearby mountain, asked to raise money for the trip, so he just went down to Gwando and spread mats.

I took it for granted for future learning.

However, he worked hard to show up a new girl, and he filled the whole bag with a silver jeon, and all the whole bags were gained ….

“This baby! Who long to kick the poor people money! uh!”

“Queueek!”

“People with money! Those who throw away money because it rots! You shouldn’t have to beg only for those guys! How dare a beggar beg for people who are having a hard time earning a living every day?”

“Kwaek kwaek!”

Gakchul screamed in response to Jinmu’s beating.

Damn, then tell me a little bit earlier!

Gakchul shouted as best he could to escape the beating.

“Well, you misunderstood. Poor people’s money never!”

“….”

Jinmu’s beating suddenly stopped.

Seizing the opportunity, the gakchul fell flat and began to pull it off.

“Really. I never begged for money from those who looked like ordinary people.”

“….”

At the words of the gakchul, Jinmu lowered his eyes and looked at him coolly.

“Really?”

“yes!”

“You mean that?”

“…”

There was a lot of bleakness in his voice, but the excerpt was consistent with ignorance.

The money doesn’t even have a mark on it, so how can you tell if it’s the cheap money of the common people or the entertainment money of the rich?

“Here it is.”

Suddenly, Jinmu crouches down in front of the bag that Gakchul offered and picks up a silver coin.

“Why is that…?”

“Doesn’t this guy who is cheating don’t even know the characteristics of the money he gave away?”

“…?”

Did money have a character?

“Look Carefully. Can you see the stains on your hands here?”

What’s that little shiny thing there? Why is that?

“It’s Jeom Soi’s money.”

…what the hell are you looking at?

“It’s the fortune tellers. Most of them get a new scripture once every seven days.”

“…”

“But sometimes customers say thank you and secretly give you a service fee. Sometimes the service fee is more than the money you make. This silver coin is okay.”

“…”

“It’s precious, right? That’s why I always keep it in my arms and carefully check it in case others steal it or drop it on the floor. If you keep kneading it like that, the silver coin will become a little shiny.”

“That…”

You see something like that?

Can’t you see anything in my eyes?

The eyes of the gakchul are getting rounder and the mouth keeps opening.

“This must be the butcher’s, and this was an iron coin wrapped in silk… It was the woman of the maid’s room.”

“…!”

As Jinmu separates the inside of the bojagi and the front pouch one by one, Gakchul’s face turns dark.

Ah… there was a mark on the money too.

But how does the shaman’s master know such a thing?

“Money is what I mean. Like a person’s face, the characteristics change depending on the person who has it. okay?”

“…yes.”

Gakchul can no longer pull it off and hangs his shoulders powerlessly.

“Do you know what you just did?”

“Without compassion for the plight of the poor…”

“No!”

“…?”

Extinguishment raises its head in the sword-like denial of Jinmu.

Eyes with a chilly look. sullen smile.

“That you lied to me!”

“…!”

“If you’re not crazy, do you dare to trick me?”

Jinmu jumps up and rolls up his arms.

“Ji Jinmu too… Kwaeek!”

trampled again Because he lied

. Damn it.

Gakchul, who had been beaten for a long time, had to rush to the village at the command of Jinmu to give it back.

So Dong-bo, who took his eyes off Gak-chul who had gone farther away, approaches Jin-mu with a piece of meat that was being grilled over an open fire.

After looking around for a while, So Dong-bo cautiously opened his mouth in a voice full of admiration.

“You are amazing, Lord.”

“…?”

“That person’s characteristics remain even in money… That alone could be a clue to tracking someone. I will keep that in mind.”

At So Dong-bo’s words, Hwang-sin, who quietly approached him, nodded with a serious face.

What are these crazy people saying?

“I just stabbed him.”

“…just…yes?”

“What traces are left on the money? What nonsense are you talking about?”

At Jinmu’s answer, Dongbo So and Hwangshin made puzzled faces.

Unless there is definitely something wrong with their ears…

“…No, obviously for the extrovert?”

“Because I just stabbed him.”

“….”

“How could my bastard remember all the right people? So I just stabbed it once. deceive me or not Well, since I was beaten this time, I can’t think of cheating again. I won’t even go begging for the poor.”

“….”

Ah…. Exodus is just caught in God’s fishing.

A despicable and insidious mad Gaecheonju as well.

I’ll have to be careful in the future.

Because they don’t know if God is casting a fishing hook on them too.

“Don’t talk nonsense, and practice until Gakchul buys you a drink. When we get to Xinjiang, we won’t have time to practice.”

“…”

“What are you doing? Do you want to train?”

“yes!”

As Jinmu rolled his eyes, Hwangshin and So Dongbo, who moved near the bonfire, started setting up ranks pretending to be training.

Hiding and appearing…

Jinmu thought as he watched them with narrow eyes.

A Demonic Cult that has ruled the land of Xinjiang for a long time. Even if they came in first, there was no case that the midfield invaded their territory.

Because the midfield stands for peace? nonsense.

There are no peaceful people among the Murim people.

The reason I didn’t invade their territory was because the Demonic Cult was so strong.

It is not called the strongest single force for nothing. If you collide head-on, you must prepare for the annihilation of countless munpa.

In other words, attacking the Demonic Cult is a loss that is not even worth it.

That’s why you can’t enter Xinjiang. Because I have a lot and I have a lot to protect.

But Jinmu is different.

Jinmu does not intend to conquer the Demonic Cult, but plans to devour it.

According to the law of blood that they have been observing for a long time, they must start from the bottom, beat North Lidocheon, and stand at the top in order to be recognized by all magicians.

Since they have lived a life of iron blood, they do not consider the status of Jinmu.

Jinmu, who came alone, is not a representative of Jungwon, but just a soldier. Just one warrior who challenges magic.

That is why Hwangshin and Sodongbo must become stronger. Because from now on, I have to walk into a limb where I don’t know when I will die.

The final journey to the highest position of Jeongsama, which Jinmu wanted to go to.

Wait, Demonic Cult. Go soon.

The night slowly deepens with a chilling wind.