The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 6

After Uncheon leaves.

“….”

Jinmu, who was sitting on the roof enjoying his favorite hobby (?), suddenly squinted one eye in disapproval.

It was because he remembered the nagging letter sent by the cheong-sang two days ago.

How could he be so uninterested in the affairs of the palace, don’t he miss his pupils, is Sasook still a human being…. Even

up to that point, he said he was cute and cute, and passed it off with blurry eyes.

what?

If this new trainee does not attend the formal ceremony, will the shaman be beaten?

When did this bastard get so thick?

He tried to invade Oryonggung immediately and recall the memories of the past… but he endured it because it was annoying.

After wasting five years trying to find a way to reach the top spot, I didn’t have the motivation to do anything…

And to be honest, what does it have to do with beating a shaman’s sword?

If you don’t want to do it, don’t do it.

Anyway, a guy who is old enough to be old enough to complain is useless.

It was at the end of the letter that finally raised him up after grumbling.

Attended Myungjin boarding school.

…the damn thing.

Even attracting Master in the Senate?

Cheongsang should have been begging him for quite some time, but Master is too much.

If you sit in the back room, it’s just a pastime. Why are you coming out to see the kids playing?

Sell this guy.

It’s been a while since Dodong’s memories left, so why can’t he completely get away from his teacher?

Again frowning and clicking his tongue, Jinmu turned his eyes to the battle going on below.

It was fortunate that I came to the back road to avoid Dang Se-ryeong.

If it wasn’t for that, I would have missed out on this great sight.

But now, curiosity took precedence over pleasure.

There were four people in the place where Jinmu’s eyes were directed.

Unhyeon Unsan Unhyo.

And surrounded by those three guru… a stranger I’ve never seen.

“…Hey look here?”

A twinkle flashed in Jinmu’s eyes.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time, and I found a pretty unusual guy.

about twenty?

Judging by the unfamiliar face, it must have been a new trainee who chose the Oryong Palace.

But why?

“It definitely had a similar feel to Mukryong’s eyes…”

Jinmu’s eyes widened as he slightly opened his lips to reveal his fangs.

Like Mukryongan, how can I get a feeling similar to Mukryonggi from the momentum that spreads gently from his body?

There’s no way that would be the case…

To use Mukryonggi, the Chaegi method had to be the basis, and there were only three of them in Murim that could use it.

Jinmu himself.

Guangxi Guilin Hundred Flags.

And Chun Woo-myeong left the wanderings of Jungwon with no one to play with after Jinmu went into seclusion, saying he would win the first prize.

Isn’t it strange?

The fact that another person besides those three has the Mukryonggi…

“….”

Mukryonggi…

“Ah!”

remembered

Only now, no one is unaware of his martial arts, but at the time, it was a pity that Mukryonghonwongong was lost, so he made a bidong at the bottom of Hwasan Geumryonghyeop and engraved the technique of chasing on the wall.

However, the method of chaegi was not something that could be obtained just by discovering Mukryong-dong under Geumnyonghyeop. Above all, it had to fit.

The odds were slim.

one in a thousand? no, one in a million?

If it wasn’t for that, it was a perfect martial art to go to the goal after getting used to it.

The horse is a yeonja, but if you look at it, it would be more accurate to say that he played a trick on the guy he found.

But did he learn it?

Jinmu’s eyes narrowed even more.

that’s even weirder

Apparently, after it was known that he had obtained the Mukryonghonwongong, Hwasan took control of the Geumryonghyeop.

I heard that he destroyed the wall with the technique written on it…

How the hell did he learn it?

I can’t believe I was wrong… There’s no way I felt it.

It was Jinmu that had reached a new stage of achieving Taegeuk (太極).

If you see that he can’t reach the top line, it won’t be to the level of a seonin (仙人), but roughly around that?

Therefore, it was possible to check the veins of a person at a certain distance only with the flowing wind.

It meant what he saw was correct.

By the way…

Puck! Perpuck!

The trainee who had been paying attention was being beaten without resisting once.

I thought I’d do something about the disease…

Jinmu’s eyes suddenly widened after grumbling at the leaking steam.

That move…

“Ha! See that bastard?”

An exclamation flowed from his mouth.

That’s right… it wasn’t right.

In other words, he was only focusing on weak attacks to avoid critical hits.

That, too, is twisted and spilled at the moment the fist touches.

Then, as if in shock, he staggered away from the attacking zone and subtly avoided the joint attack.

is that possible?

Like a trainee?

It was impossible without accurately grasping the opponent’s movements.

“…Huh, he’s really good at it, but he’s a guy with excellent acting skills.”

The fight was coming to an end while Jinmu looked at it with his chin resting on it.

Of course, it was a defeat of yulseong.

In any case, it was the result he intended.

“Heo, heo, heo…”

Unhyeon and his party sighed heavily as they saw Yayul-sung who had fallen to the ground and couldn’t get up.

“Hehehe you bastard… I was scared for nothing because I knew there was something else.”

“…”

“Hehehe I warned you anyway. Next time I’m going to break my limbs, okay? Whoops.”

“I get it. don’t mind But what are your names?”

“what?”

“…be careful in the future.”

“Baby Unsan and Unhyo. Keep it in mind.”

At Ya Yul-seong’s question, Unhyeon smiled and said,

“Unsan Unhyo… Got it. write it down.”

While Yayulseong added the names of the two to the killing club, Unhyeon and his party barely caught their breath and glared at each other before returning to the gymnasium.

Watching the skit from above, Jinmu clicked his tongue.

Have you ever seen idiots like that?

He said he won until the end on a topic that was more exhausting than the one he was beaten…

Actually, his acting was as good as an actor’s.

Jinmu was deep in thought, suppressing the desire to immediately jump down and praise the newcomer.

“Hmm… Ohryonggung became Gaeryonggung when I was away.”

Was it wrong to leave it to Cheongsang and Cheongwoo?

To be persecuted for being too good because you are too good.

If there’s a proud guy, don’t think about chasing after him, and threaten them with a mob?

It was pathetic, but I did not hesitate to step out myself.

I’m a former shaman’s swordsman and I’m a hero of saving the country.

Against things that are not even a fist away…

While Jinmu was thinking about it, Yayul-seong belatedly got up.

“Ehh, I just blew up the break.”

Jinmu, who had been waiting until the back of his clothes to leave completely disappeared, jumped to his feet.

“New arrival Dongbo.”

A low-pitched call.

easy profit.

As always, with the sound of the wind, Hwangsin and the children appeared by Jinmu’s side as if they had been there from the beginning.

“God goes to the gymnasium and waits.”

“yes.”

“Dongbo goes and tells Cheongwu and Cheongsang to come to Chungheoam immediately. He wants me to interview him.”

“yes!”

“Get out.”

“yes?”

“Are you still in contact with the open secret line?”

“…Is that so? The other day, after I was beaten like a dog by the Heavenly Lord for being a double agent, I quit. I swear!”

“…”

You bastard.

I can see your eyes trembling

Jinmu smiled and said.

“I’d rather say the dog quits shit.”

“…it’s true.”

“Would you like to meet each other after a long time? Shall we all practice together?”

“…!”

As Jinmu smiled, revealing his fangs, Hwangshin’s palm, sensing a crisis, violently slammed the back of his head.

baek!

“Such a twin bastard! Where do you sell drugs in front of God? Do you want to die? Can you show me how to weave a pear and thread it with the intestines?”

“I saw it too. Gakchul is secretly blowing out all sorts of phrases every night!”

“…”

Hwangshin swore and wiped it off, and So Dongbo quickly held out the throne.

It’s not the first time or two that I’ve been drinking expensive alcohol to beggars to shut up traitors…

But I can understand how they feel.

All of them are saying that they want to live…

More than anything, I wanted to absolutely avoid training in Jinmu.

Realizing that there was no way out, Gakchul quickly fell on the floor and begged for forgiveness.

“Please save me. God! I won’t do that again! I just said that Lord Ark and Bong-gong were curious about the news of the Lord…”

“…that’s fucking shit.”

“…”

“Well, I’m not going to say anything about telling old people about me. Go and tell the fire chief I have a favor. He wants me to write some secret lines.”

“yes? Bong-gong?”

“uh.”

“…”

At Jinmu’s words, Kakchul blinked his eyes with a blank expression.

“why?”

“That’s actually…”

“….”

An awkward laugh and a scratching head.

“You are already at the bottom of the mountain.”

“huh?”

“I heard that the Lord of Heaven went to the shaman two days ago….”

“….”

Ah!

Huh, it wasn’t that our gakchuli only delivered news from time to time.

I dedicated it to my schedule and brought it to the location in detail.

“Are you stepping out?”

“….”

Gakchul felt a creep in his backbone at Jinmu’s friendly voice.

I’m not this kind of person…

“Go and tell me to come. Let’s talk about the rest after that. Because the story is going to be quite long.”

“…yes.”

Every time Jinmu tapped it, Gakchul’s shoulder joint drooped downward as if it were missing.

“Everyone hurry up.”

“yes!”

Papapak!

As soon as the words fell, the three disappeared without a trace, and only Jinmu remained on the roof.

“It’s an ink dragon…”

A pleasant smile appeared on Jinmu’s lips as he turned his gaze toward the training ground of Oryong Palace.

Whatever it was, it was something I was interested in.

I was worried because I couldn’t figure out a way to finish first, but just in time, my work came to me.

how grateful i am

“Now then, let’s take a closer look at what kind of guy he is, shall we?”

* * *

Strange.

It was already time to start, but Chungwoo, who was to supervise the rest of the morning training, hadn’t come.

never been like this

What’s even more strange is that he’s standing with his arms crossed at the end of the gymnasium… boy?

yes it’s a boy

about fifteen?

It was enough to hit a lot.

He’s just that tall…

and above all, he’s cute.

Was there a boy like that in Ohryonggung?

Seeing that he didn’t feel any particular momentum, he thought that he might be a Dodong who was said to be in charge of chores at the conduit.

But no one comes close to that cute boy.

ten steps?

No, should I say that they are more than 20 steps away?

A thought flashed through Yayulseong’s mind as he stared at the boy for a long time.

I see

That boy is in the same situation as you.

Probably will.

Damn thugs.

He must have thought that he would not want to deal with Dodong because he was united with his superiority.

He said his status was different from theirs…

Looking at him reminded me of my childhood.

A time when I was considered an illegitimate Arab and was shunned.

Everyone looked at him with contempt and treated him from a distance, as if he would catch a disease if he got close.

It must have been the same for that boy.

It was the moment when Yayul-seong, suddenly filled with pity, looked at the boy with pity.

The boy suddenly turned his head and sighed as he approached Yayulseong.

Poor girl…

“What are you trying to do?”

… from… Huh?

“What are you trying to do to make me feel bad? You stupid goby bastard. Is there enough food for your eyes? Would you wash the noodles and draw a landscape painting on the floor?”

“…”

At that moment, I thought I heard it wrong.

Isn’t it too harsh to say that it came out of the mouth of a cute and young boy?

Landscape painting in the middle? What’s the food like?

“Just do this! You can’t even jump rope by weaving the five organs, really.”

“….”

Week skipping rope?

Yayulseong couldn’t bear to respond in embarrassment and only blinked his eyes.

“hey! Why isn’t the bastard who went to get tea? Did you go pick tea leaves? Did you go to plant tea trees? uh?”

In the meantime, the boy who turned his head away threatened the masters this time.

But what is this?

He was in a hurry to avoid staring at him, shrinking his neck as much as possible, as if the guru Jeong Sang-il had been frightened.

“I’ll go and see.”

“okay? Then what did you sit down for? If you think of it, run, you bastard!”

“Yeah old!”

Papapak!

The guru who answered loudly shot his body like a shotgun.

“You naughty bastard. be careful. If you don’t want your eyes plucked out.”

“…”

Yayul-seong was dumbfounded at the sight of the boy striking his chest and returning to where he was standing.

Wasn’t it Dodong?

So what the hell?

And what does it mean to be dubious?

It was a time when he was struggling with confusion about his identity and last words.

“Attention everyone!”

Cheongwoo arrived at the gymnasium shaking his plump flesh.

Then, even the shaman prosecutor.

Even while the question of the boy was still unanswered, Yayul-seong sat down with the guru.

“Unhyun!”

“yes!”

“Unsan Unhyo!”

“yes!”

“come out!”

Cheongsang, not Cheongwoo, came forward and called the name, and the guru whose name was called jumped up and walked forward hesitantly.

Why?

They were the ones who had problems with themselves…

Could it be that they knew not only Chung-wu but also Cheong-sang?

“Yeolseong! You come with me too.”

“…”

Damn, that’s embarrassing.

I guess I just got it right…