The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 117

Episode 117

Quaang!

A fist clenched into a piece of paper hit the table violently.

“Damn it!”

Because the person who hit it was right, the iron table could not stand it and was bent.

“Where is Se-ryeong now!”

Kwak Sang, an escort of Samyangjeon, who had received the letter with a look of justification as if he was about to vomit fire, answered right away, even though he had a puzzled look on his face.

“Three days have passed since I left Jinmu Dojo and Cheongseong.”

“Three days…”

The rightful brow furrowed.

A piece of text handed to him.

It was sent by Mupunggae Yangso. Not as an individual, but as a vestige of the political affairs.

The unrighteous are in Sichuan.

It was a known fact.

Some of them have already been revealed in the clash with Jinmu, and aren’t the warriors of the Tang family allied with Qingseong searching all over Sichuan?

The problem is something else that follows.

There is a possibility that they are aiming for the shaman sword. The Tang family and Qingcheng army must do their best to protect him according to the order of the government.

Order of the Jeongmu-maeng?

Dangwi had never cared about anything like that.

And do you mean writing in short words the letters you got and sent to the owner’s family?

For him, the political affairs were the object of cooperation, not the object of loyalty.

No one could discuss or demand loyalty in front of the Tang family.

For that reason, even though the Yongbonghoe was held, none of the descendants of the Tang family participated.

Isn’t he the one who has already put even Dang Se-ryeong, the youngest member of the direct lineage, on the verge of burnout?

However, the content that Jinmu can be a target.

It was speculative, but the problem was that his golden daughter, Dang Se-ryeong, was with Jinmu.

Gucheok, the head of the escort, was following them under the order of the party committee, but they were equally anxious.

If it was a small matter, Yang Xiaobang would not have sent a letter in the name of the Jeongmu-maeng. Not to mention not only Tangga but also Cheongseong and Army.

What if it is to the extent that it is necessary to mobilize three big factions subordinate to the Jeongmu-maeng to protect it? I don’t know exactly, but at least it’s clear that the enemy who is aiming for Jinmu is not an ordinary enemy.

This meant that her daughter was in danger.

However, there was no way to contact Gucheok, who had already left.

“Where is your family?”

“….”

Kwak Sang noticed that the situation was serious because of the title of Dang Family, not the elder.

Even if Dangwi was the oldest and head of the Dang family, he never called the Dang family by name in front of his subordinates.

His state of mind was urgent enough to disobey the elder.

“I’ll call you right away.”

“And immediately issue an emergency call-up order to all members of the Poison Blood Guard!”

“…yes?”

At the words that followed, Kwak Sang forgot about the rudeness and looked at the party with a surprised expression.

Toxic blood.

Poison-laden horn.

Those who have passed the three tests of all poisons and all diseases.

They were loyal to the Tang family, and they were the best warriors of the Tang family in both name and reality.

But calling them all together?

This has happened only once since Dangwi became the Daesoo.

“Also, issue an emergency alert throughout Sacheon and mobilize all contact lines to track Se-ryeong’s whereabouts. As soon as their whereabouts are confirmed, Poison Blood follows them. Execute with the order of the great master!”

“All right. We will do so immediately.”

Kwak Sang took courtesy in moderation and ran out of Samyangjeon.

“Listen to the family guards!”

Then, when the call of the party reverberated throughout Samyangjeon, soldiers who had been hiding everywhere appeared in front of him and knelt down.

“I will go myself! Get ready!”

“…!”

The storm brought by Yang Xiaobang’s telegraph.

The poisoning of the elite of the Tang family was not a problem.

The Dark Emperor, who has long reigned as a giant in Sichuan, moves.

The fact will be known all over Sichuan, and thousands of Tangga people, including direct and collateral, will follow.

It was only natural that the whole of Sichuan would fluctuate according to the party’s actions.

* * *

The turmoil came not only to Tangga but also to Cheongseongsan.

It’s been three days since Jinmu left.

It was at this point that the search operation was in full swing.

When Yang Xiaofang’s telegram flew to Qingcheng, an elders’ meeting was urgently called, and Taoists began to busily move.

“What is it?”

Sang-woo, who was holding a broom and pretending to clean the inside of Baekungak Pavilion, inspecting the floor closely, called Sang-cheon, a former disciple who passed by, to stop him in an unexpected commotion.

“It is said that Mupunggae Daehyeop sent the Jeon Seo-gu.”

“dead calm…?”

Sangwoo’s face darkened.

Didn’t Daerang say that he found Baekjiajang, who was bloodless?

“It looks like the unrighteous are aiming for Jinmu Dojo.”

“…!”

Sangwoo’s eyes widened.

I couldn’t hide my expression until now.

How do they know?

no way? Did the enemy who was said to have been captured even confess?

It can’t be.

Not only Jeokyeong, but also the soldiers of Yeoneundang, where she belonged, underwent arduous training to withstand torture.

Even if they used the strongest confession in the midfield, it was not easy to find out their secrets.

however.

“At the council of elders, a decision was made to organize a pursuit party. It looks like half of the elders will lead the disciples.”

“Is that for real?”

As Sang-woo grabbed his sleeve, Sang-chun frowned and removed Sang-woo’s hand.

“No, man. Do you know if I’m lying? Didn’t he say that he sent a letter directly from the Jeongmu-maeng? The memo of the political affairs alliance has already reached the Tang family and Amie. I’m busy. Stop it. It is an order to hurry up and gather at the great banquet hall.”

Seeing Sangchun run away, Sangwoo’s face darkened.

Things are going terribly wrong.

No matter how excellent the martial arts of Daerang and Cheongrangdae were, they could not reach the strength of the three geopas in Sacheon.

The piece of sheep’s clothing was not a problem.

If done wrong, the power of the palace that had been thoroughly hidden could be revealed.

I had to hurry up and let you know.

Daerang had already set off to aim for the moment when Jinmu escaped everyone’s gaze.

It’s been three days since Jinmu left Cheongseong.

Since he was on the table, his steps couldn’t have been quicker.

There was no doubt that he had not been able to get out of Sichuan yet.

There is no time to delay. I had to hurry up and warn Dae-rang about this by notifying Jeo-san and Chu-ryeong, who were waiting near Cheongseong-san.

And now that things have gone this far, the lord of the Three Palaces must also be informed.

The moment he thought about it, Sang-woo’s figure disappeared from Baekungak, leaving only the broom that had been sweeping the floor.

* * *

“Ah! Let’s go take a break!”

“…”

Jinmu frowned at the sound of Dang Se-ryeong shouting Barak. The eyes looking at her were not good.

“It’s been a few days now! Three days, three days! Did you bury a pot of honey in Kunlun? Why do you just run to death?”

Dang Se-ryeong was covered in dust and became nervous as if she was almost a toe.

“Let’s take a break, huh?”

“….”

“Have a drink! Relax and do a bit of rain!”

“…”

Jinmu’s brow furrowed deeper.

No, why are you following me and fucking?

It’s been three days since I left Mt. Cheongseong.

Jinmu, who was sent off to the outside of the prose gate, immediately sought a horse.

and ran without taking a break right away.

Day or night, on the road or not, I ran unconditionally.

Meal is simply solved with beef jerky on horseback.

Just one hour and a half of sleep.

Honestly, I’m dying for that too.

I wanted to get to Kunlun as quickly as possible by reducing my sleeping time.

There was a reason why Jinmu’s heart was in a hurry.

Mo In-gyeom caught at Baekgajang.

He may be related to the old man of Wuyuelu. No, it’s definitely related. Because I knew Muchonkyung.

Such a person aimed at the bloodless, the key to the second half of the Sheep Heart Hole sealed in the Qingcheng.

And the guys who attacked him in Cheongseong.

There can be no other reason. There was no doubt that those guys were also aiming for bloodlessness.

Since they were openly targeting themselves, I thought for a moment that there might be their helpers in Cheongseong.

I wanted to catch him and hit him, but that wasn’t the point.

It was important that they were aiming for the Spirit Gong of Yang.

It was a villain I knew, but the villains are so amazing.

How did he come to know about the Yang-Sui-Shin Gong, which has not been recorded and no one knows about?

And what if they move simultaneously and aim for the pieces sleeping in the other three gates?

Jinmu might become a dog chasing chickens.

So I had to check it out. And for him, he had to go to Kunlun as quickly as possible and get the pieces faster than they did.

But fortunately, the pieces obtained by Jinmu are part of it.

The rest must have been the same. Only when all four pieces come together will we know the true meaning.

Even if they get the remaining three pieces from other gates, if there are no pieces eaten by Jinmu, they will never be able to learn Taegeuk Yogyeol, even if they don’t know the first half of Yanguisimgong.

It can only be known through Jinmu’s mouth. You will never know unless you tell me.

And isn’t there a last resort left for Jinmu?

The Sheep Heart Gong that Shaman Jang Mun-in knows.

As Woon-gong said, even if he does not achieve Taegeuk, it will be enough to learn Mukryonghonwongong.

But what about the human heart? If you can’t get it yourself, you have to get it if others can’t get it.

Jinmu was worried that someone else would take away what he had to get.

“Hey, do you know how I feel right now? My crotch is so sore that my skin is about to peel off!”

No, really, what kind of woman would say such a thing confidently without knowing shame?

“Kyaaak! Look at this. Dust comes out of this fine mouth. Dust!”

I want to put a gag on that mouth that says I am beautiful.

“See over there? That’s a place called Gamja-hyeon.”

Following Dang Se-ryeong’s hand, Jinmu looked away without much inspiration.

It was a very small town. About twenty houses?

It was a place that barely had an assortment of villages, enough to make one question whether there was an inn for passers-by.

“Why?”

“Haha, it seems you don’t understand what I’m saying right now. From Mt. Cheongseong to Gamja-hyeon over there, it’s 1,000 ri, 1,000 ri.”

You’ve come too far

“Even if you change horses every day, it’s a record. I ran about five hundred li in one day! What the hell! Was there a war somewhere?”

so why is that?

“Let’s rest! please! Please, you fucking eater!”

The unbearable Dang Se-ryeong shouted loudly, even pointing with his finger.

It is said that he is very young.

I thought about leaving it for the tenth time, but I couldn’t help it.

Because she was a very smart cow.

In fact, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she did most of the work of finding the first piece in Qingcheng.

And there are three remaining. I can’t even guess what secrets each of them is hiding.

So I let him follow. I hope this helps.

Although it was annoying to inhale and annoyed to exhale.

“Then, shall we take a little break over there?”

My insides are burning like crazy, but something that has been dormant for a hundred years won’t disappear just because it’s a day late… isn’t it?

Well, if there is someone you got first, you can take it by tearing the mouth open and opening the head.

“Yeah, good. Let’s rest.”

As if Dang Se-ryeong was angry, he laughed.

did you just laugh? I was already running to the entrance of the village.

“Hey foodie! Come quickly!”

Where did the bitch who said her crotch hurt go…