The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 110

Jinmu arrived at the entrance under the mountain of Cheongseongpa and immediately identified himself and was guided to the reception hall.

There was no procedure other than to check the Taegeuk mark whether the shaman had already informed him that he was running.

The symbol of a shamanist. On his way there must be a five-door gate.

In the first place, it was very meaningful to know each other and learn from each other as all the five great gates followed the domain.

Thus, the high priests, who would be the scholars of each school, greeted them through the five gates and were taught by their masters.

It was a long tradition.

“Hey, don’t make any trouble and stay here.”

“Who do you think is a fool? I know about that.”

He breathes a deep sigh at the answer of Tang Se-ryeong.

I was promised several times, but I was not relieved at all.

Why is this coming along and upsetting you?

As it was his first meeting with Cheongseong, he seemed to keep breaking his oath to act as one of the most virtuous people.

“Don’t worry, I’ve been to Cheongseong much more than you have. Mind your own business.”

What do you want me to do well? Jinmu sighed again as he saw Dang Se-ryeong smiling with confidence.

“Are you a Jinmu stamp?”

A disciple of Cheongseongpa, dressed in robes, came to the reception hall.

Looking over 30, he politely gave up on the terms and conditions to the director.

“It’s a shaman’s true dance.”

“It’s Sangcheon in Cheongseong. It’s an honor to meet the shaman’s sword of the time.”

“Excuse me. I’m just a nameless sol.”

Dang Se-ryeong smiled at each other as they exchanged uncomfortable greetings.

[Oh? You look like a master]

[Shut up!]

Jinmu glared at Dang Se-ryeong at the sound of piercing his ears.

“What?”

When Sangcheon wondered, Jinmu waved his hands and laughed.

“Oh, did you say something?”

“No, I just feel. All right, everybody wait. Let’s go.”

“Yes, Sangcheon stamp.”

Following Sangcheon, Jinmu glances at Dang Se-ryeong.

Goodbye.

I’ll wait calmly.

Jinmu, which was roughly in the shape of a mouth like that, but was not relieved, shook his head and followed Sangcheon.

Wolseongho Lake, where Cheongseongpa’s prose is located.

It is the first place to greet those who visit Cheongseong like a shaman’s haegeomji. There was no rule that the weapon had to be released, but if the person who visited Cheongseong Lake did not reveal his name, he would be dismissed as an unfair visit and refused to enter the mountain.

Therefore, Jinmu also immediately announced his name to Wolseongho Lake without climbing the mountain.

After passing Cheongseong’s prose along Sangcheon Stream, a two-pronged road came out.

“Left.”

“Yes.”

As Sangcheon said, Jinmu was walking on the path of a warrior, so he had to climb toward the left.

When I climbed for a long time, rested at Jaungak Pavilion in the middle of the hill, and climbed to Sangcheong, the view of Cheongseongsan Mountain began to be seen at a glance.

“Wow!”

Jinmu unintentionally uttered an exclamation.

The appearance of the round peaks naturally lined up without separately building the foot was spectacular.

Unlike the shaman, the ducts of Cheongseong were densely clustered using a huge peak as the base.

“You’re as bad as a shaman, right?”

Sangcheon smiled and spoke modestly, but the way he spoke was full of pride.

“This is Gyeom-yang. I’m in awe-inspiring.

Sangcheon, who did not hate Jinmu’s words with full courtesy, smiled more brightly and greeted the Taoists guarding the entrance.

It’s that.

An old and old conduit opened the door to a visitor after a long time.

Passing through the monks of Cheongseong, who wore robes and filled the Yeonmujang, you can see the Sangcheonggwan, which is not very large but has been preserved for a long time, and the eight-story Nogungak Pavilion showed a magnificent appearance on the peak behind it.

Jinmu walked along the center of Yeonmujang, receiving the attention of Cheongseong disciples along Sangcheon.

There are a lot.

Compared to shamans, the number of disciples seemed to be more than double; some were female disciples who were anxious for Jinmu.

She said she’s a shaman.

You’re too young

I heard that an adult Mufenggae visited a shaman himself

Here and there, I could hear the whispering of Cheongseong’s young disciples.

I’d like to grab those young people by the collar and teach them “that person, not him,” but I can’t help because I’m pretending to be a shaman’s master.

Jinmu continued walking, looking at his disciples with a pretentious smile.

“Welcome.”

Sangcheon carefully stepped down when an elderly female monk who had been out in advance greeted Jinmu.

“I’m a philanthropic footnote in Cheongseong.”

If some owners and jajajabae were used, it was the same row as the shaman’s master ship.

“I’m meeting the shaman’s Jinmu Charity Academy.”

The shaman and Cheongseong thought they should be called Eungdang Sasuk because they were the gate from Hanbae.

But for charity, it was quite a surprise.

“If it’s not Jaffa, it’s just a stamp.”

It was common to call it this, but wouldn’t it feel good to call it Sasuk?

Moreover, he is a shaman representing a shaman.

“The shaman’s sword of the day is very polite.”

I’m glad you thought so.

“Come on, get in. Jang Moon-in is waiting.”

“Yes. Private.”

Jinmu looked at the bright smile of charity and thought.

My natural acting has increased my favorability.

The upper building, guided by charity, was very cramped.

Less than half the size of the Jaso Palace of a shaman who is said to be going bankrupt.

Even the air felt stuffy as he sat in the narrow space with a blunt face filled with the elders of the time and the elders of the previous generation.

Some of the previous elders were familiar.

These were the old monsters of Cheongseong that I met in the life of Hyeokryeonmugang.

They are old enough to cover their eyes with wrinkles, and their hair and whiskers have turned white.

Looking at them reminded me of the times I fought countless times in the past.

“Welcome.”

Jahwan, a long gate of Cheongseong of the time with copper-colored skin and angular face, removed Jinmu’s recollection.

Jinmu, who approached him, knelt down and bowed.

“I would like to say hello to the great scholars of the shaman, Jinmu, and many other senior masters of Cheongseong.”

When the elders and the old monsters smiled at each other as he looked down politely, the desolate atmosphere became gentle as if the spring wind blew. a great disciple, not a shamanistic sword

Jinmu called himself that.

Cheongseong didn’t need to welcome Jinmu enough to bring all the elders and gather the disciples to Yeonmujang.

Isn’t it something that sometimes happens, even if great disciples do not often mark it?

Cheongseong’s hospitality was a courtesy to the shaman prosecutor representing the shaman of the time, and it was a pride to show the power of Cheongseong.

Eighty years and countless experiences. Jinmu couldn’t have recognized Cheongseong’s mind.

I had been somewhat aware of it since I made him wait in the reception hall in the first place.

His eyes will not be fair.

I’m sure you’ll want to test it.

To please them, they lowered their posture as much as possible from the beginning and chose the words they liked to hear.

As a result, it turned an unflattering gaze into a favorable one.

If he had raised his pride and raised his head straight, Cheongseong’s gaze would have been completely different from now.

These were Jinmu’s ruse to get the second half of Yang’s heart, and the result was…

“Give me the car! How can you be so careless when you have a precious guest?”

“Sit comfortably.”

“I was told in my shaman’s telegram that my personality is bold, so please understand. This is also polite and upright, haha.”

“Yeah, that’s what our kids need to learn.”

“I know.”

The praise of the old monsters sitting behind Jang Mun-in is pouring in.

“Huh, the private students seem to like the Jinmu stamp quite a bit.”

The old monsters add another word to the words of mercy.

“Huh, of course, of course. He is a proud man of the shaman.”

As expected, old people like polite children.

While each of the old monsters lavished praise, Cheongungakju Japae, the elder of the time and one of the owners of Cheongseong hexagonal said a word.

“But I heard that the person who came with you is Dangga’s dessert.”

“….”

The spring wind stopped at the words of Jaffae

A cold wind came in.

Huh? What’s wrong with the mood?

Jinmu was puzzled by the changed atmosphere in an instant.

No way? Because the party violated their territory?

“…Yes, I’m here with Dang Se-ryeong, the daughter of Dang Ga.”

“Hmm.”

A subdued groan came from place to place.

“Oh, what’s wrong with you guys? Be careful because the guest may be out of touch with the situation.”

Although the womb was meant to be self-conscious toward the elders, the atmosphere was already incredibly heavy.

“Don’t mind the customer. It’s because there’s a little friction with sugar prices these days.”

“…oh, is that so?”

Jinmu nodded.

It was a fact that I knew it. No matter how much you do, you show this hostility to yourself because of course

“Yes, how long are you planning to stay?”

“I don’t think it’ll be long.”

“I see. If you came to Cheongseong first, you will find your next destination in trouble, so you won’t be able to stay long. Are you going to leave after taking the exam?”

“Yes.”

a traditional test

It’s a custom of sorts.

Before leaving the mark, I heard a scab on my ear from my teacher Myung-jin.

If you want to get confirmation from the Five Great Gates, it’s work

I had to show the right qualities as a high priest.

First, you must be evaluated for cultivating your qualities as a Taoist through a question and answer with an adult in the door, and you must prove your power as an unmanned man through a simple competition.

Of course, it was a custom that would not be a problem even if it did not pass, and it was not restricted to receiving confirmation.

However, if passed, his name could be deeply imprinted on each door.

“But how much enlightenment did the shaman’s sword get? I think you need to know your level to prepare for the test”

The elders focused their eyes on the question of the letter. That’s probably what they’re most curious about.

But there was no need to reveal everything.

“I’ve just learned how to open it with meaning.”

The elders looked surprised at Jinmu’s answer.

“Does it mean that you’re confident?”

In the words of one of the old monsters, Jinmu meant positivity with laughter.

“Oh, it’s indeed a shaman’s scarlet suit. What do you mean by the terms and conditions?”

Isn’t that a big deal?

You’ll be called a genius if you reach the terms and conditions.

I thought that the shaman prosecutor called me for no reason. The mercy stopped the elders’ murmur and spoke with a gentle look.

“I’ll take a rest for today. Since you’ve come a long way, take the test according to tradition from tomorrow.”

“Yes, but before I go out and take a rest, I would like to visit the shrine in Cheongseong and ask the elders of my ancestors to greet me.”

a genuine answer

They stop by before the investigation to be polite, rather than resting

“Oh!”

Immediately, exclamations burst out, and the spring breeze blows again in the atmosphere that has become heavy enough.

“You’re so polite!”

“Huh! It’s the shaman’s Hongbok.”

“Ah, that’s how you realize it.”

The old monsters and elders of the time were pleased and did not spare any praise for Jinmu.

Why do they like to take care of their ancestors anyway?

They must be ghosts who have already lost their souls because their white bones have already been removed.

But it was fortunate that the atmosphere was better again.

“Oh, I see.”

Jay nodded and looked at the Taoist at the end.

“Sangwoo.”

“Yes, a long story man.”

“The shaman’s prosecutor’s office will give you an example before the investigation, so prepare to offer him a memorial service.”

“Yes, a long story man.”

Sang-woo, who was ordered, politely stepped down to prepare for the sudden ritual.

“Take it.”

Jang Mun-in gives a small jade tablet from his arms.

“What about this?”

“It’s Cheongseong’s pass. While staying in Cheongseong, the shamanistic district attorney’s office should be free from the discipline of Cheongseong. If you put out that jade tablet, you’ll be able to go anywhere except for the Beiji of Cheongseong, and you’ll be free to enter the prose.”

“Oh! Thank you for your consideration.”

That’s a relief.

Staying at the gate was not exactly what Jinmu wanted.

Isn’t it something you don’t know how long to stay?

Since Jang Mun-in’s jade tablet was received, he could go abroad without permission whenever he was bored.

“Well, a long story. Can I ask you a favor?”

“Huh? What is it?”

“Can you give me a place to live with my companion while I’m staying?”

“You mean the restaurant’s restaurant?”

They are very honest people for a master. As soon as Dang Se-ryeong appears in words, the atmosphere becomes cold.

“We’ll take care of that.”

Jinmu smiled awkwardly at the cold words. Should I not have said that?

“…Yes, a long story. Then I’ll leave.”

“Like that.”

When Jinmu bowed again and stepped out, Sangcheon approached for guidance.

“Jinmu stamp.”

“What?”

“If possible, it would be better not to mention your friendship with Danga.”

“Why?”

“Recently, shamanists from Danga have been picking up Cheongseongsan Mountain.”

I knew it.

But why?

“It’s because it’s about catching an irreverent group, but it was done without asking for an understanding, so it’s very uncomfortable for Jang Mun-in and the elders.”

“Ah!”

The rat you were talking about.

I didn’t know you didn’t even get permission.

Of course, you have to ask the owner’s permission!

But it’s too late. Didn’t you say something big?

“Oh, damn it…”

Now that I’ve said it, who should I stand by if they fight?

How can a daughter or father be such a nuisance to her?

We should get the second half of Yang’s heart attack before the fight begins.