The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 201

Episode 201

Jinmu slowly pulled out the sword that was slung over his shoulder.

Sureureung.

Ilhwi is the first person to choose to stand up to someone.

Jinmu, who squinted his eyes pleasantly at the light reflected on the blade, inhaled and exhaled lightly and slowly lowered the sword.

Jiying.

Jinmu’s excitement is transmitted, and he seems to be in a good mood, too, making a faint echo.

An unknown thrill made my heart beat all over.

The Maehwa Swordsmen, who are the disciples of Hwasan, each took a different shape and took their place with Jinmu at the center.

It is a well-organized examination.

But if you crush it with all your might, two herbivores? Or three herbivores?

That should be enough.

However, Jinmu wanted to enjoy the current excitement that made his heart race.

Suddenly, when I looked down at Ilhwi, he seemed to be urging me to hurry up and inject energy into him, saying that he would go on a rampage right now.

Is it because of the mood?

But that’s good too.

Is this why so-called warriors hang themselves on the tool called the sword?

Is this why, rather than realizing martial arts, do you long for naming a metal object called a sword and realizing its lifeless nature?

Gying!

Sword Ilhui wants to go wild, so he glows even more.

The faint sound of the sword resonated so thickly that it seemed that only Jinmu could hear it, and then it encompassed the examination and filled the smear volcano to all those who had ears.

Even though they did not contain their energy, the warriors of the volcano, who were moved by the reverberation of the sound, spewed out a surprise.

“her! Such a clear sword name. Does the sword speak on its own? Even the swordsman in his youth wouldn’t have been like this…”

Tae-eul opens his mouth and exclaims.

At his words, Myeong-jin’s mouth was really torn and seemed to touch his ears, and the wet film in his eyes was calm.

His disciple is advancing a path he could not go.

Towards a place where the end is unknown…

He is standing inside the Maehwa Examination of Hwasan, which is revered as one of the best examinations in Moorim, but only Jinmu is visible to everyone.

At this moment, the unmanned man looks bigger than the checkup.

He was soon dead.

Chow!

Jinmu, who was wearing a pleasant smile, lightly pointed Ilhui to the floor and twisted his hands.

Which one would you prefer?

Yuun-gum, who gave the teachings to Cheongsang?

Where would one or two swordsmiths represent the shaman?

Let’s not choose.

Being a swordsmith is, in the end, putting the movements of the user into the sword, so which one is more important?

Jinmu slowly injected his own seongi into the sword.

The burning energy flowed from the sword and began to radiate blue light.

“Shall we begin?”

As Jinmu took the first step while looking at the checkup with a calm smile he had never seen before, the maehwa checkup began to rotate at the same time.

Gradually, and then gradually accelerating and rotating quickly, he tries to hide his appearance as if jealous of Jinmu, who has stolen everyone’s attention.

The moment when the viewer’s swallowing saliva runs out and the inside of the mouth becomes dry and the rotation of the examination reaches its limit.

Dig!

The first number of checkups began.

Following the sword that had been extended straight, a piece of the sword quickly stabbed toward the center.

There must be someone holding it, but in Jinmu’s eyes, it looked like a long line of swords stabbing.

earth!

As soon as the first sword strike was deflected, two swords aimed at Jinmu’s waist as if they had waited.

A terrifyingly natural relationship.

As if in the original order, dozens of swords stood upright on top of Jinmu’s head, who jumped up and avoided them, and fell violently to the floor.

Zurich!

When Jinmu, who twisted his body as a stepping foot in the air, landed on the floor, the pouring sword strikes changed direction and followed Jinmu.

It looked like early summer petals following the wind created by Jinmu, who stood at the forefront.

However, avoiding it would only lead to being chased by the checkup.

widely!

Lightly stepping on one step, Jinmu, who had been running, swung the sword that had been gripped with all his might.

earth!

while drawing vertically.

Damn!

Cut vigorously horizontally.

Shuuk!

Chasing after himself, he stabbed Ilhwi strongly towards the overlapping sword attacks.

Although it is only three herbivores, it contains all the basics of swordsmithing, so the grain of the air changes direction as the sword is swung.

Shaman’s Three Jaegeom (三才劍) that everyone treats vainly.

It was a common swordweed that even the author’s children imitate, but how could it be compared?

Jagoro Master’s brush is the law that contains life even if it draws a stroke.

Since Jinmu’s sword contains the spirit of heaven, earth, and human beings, the current three-talented sword was stronger than any other swordsmith.

Kwaaang!

The huge plum blossoms that the swordsmen of the volcano drew towards Jinmu scatter as if they were hit by a violent storm.

However, Maehwagum is not so green.

I thought the broken pieces were scattered all over the place.

“Falling flowers!”

At the same time as the head of the swordsman shouted, the swordsmen who floated their bodies in unison drew a plum leaf pattern by drawing their swords vertically.

‘Kuh.’

As the sky and land were covered with plum blossoms, Jinmu wrinkled his nose as if he were trapped in a field of flowers.

A feast of plum blossoms pouring down like a rain of flowers. At the same time, the scent of plum blossoms is thick enough to give you a headache.

Is it really a volcano?

It is said that when the plum sword technique reaches its extreme, the sword emits a scent.

The sword strikes that were rushing towards one goal became mountain swords, scattering in disarray, and turning into rain and falling.

If you want to avoid the pouring rain, you will need to take a step of Woo Jung-geo, but you have already erased the thought of avoiding it.

Jinmu, who had the idea to destroy all the plum blossoms that were pouring down, smiled faintly, drew and twisted the sword, and fired upwards.

Chwrit!

The swordplay that shook like a willow began to leave afterimages, and the number gradually increased.

“That one!”

The people of Seokdae, who were watching, couldn’t help but be surprised again.

What was created from Jinmu’s sword was none other than Taecheong Landscape.

It was just a matter of changing the spread by hand to a sword, but it was a truly absurd sight.

“her! That’s great. Are you saying that your enlightenment is deep enough to change your hand skills to sword skills?”

Taeryong couldn’t overcome the tension and admired it as if he were breathing out.

earth! Follow me!

Isn’t it the shaman’s Taecheongsansu that neutralizes the opponent’s attack with a thousand remnants that cover the sky?

The remnants of the sword that filled the ground pierced the center of the plum blossoms that were pouring down on Jinmu’s sword, which was lifted vertically.

It was a magnificent sight indeed, but the test was not over yet.

The maehwa inspectors were not embarrassed, and Jinmu had no intention of ending it like this.

Boom! Whoa!

As they clashed in earnest, as if competing with each other’s strength, shockwaves resonated in all directions, and the sword ringed.

Wow!

A whirlwind of bluish sword energy created along the twist of the blade sucked in the falling petals.

Kwaaang!

The energy cut off by pulling absorbs and condenses all the sword flowers sprinkled by plum swordsmen, and then explodes.

“bout!”

She lowered her stance and clenched her sword with all her might, creating a sword with thin energy like a thread.

Covering the heavens and earth in all directions, it unfolds as if a blue cloud has landed on the mountaintop.

earth! Follow me!

One sword struck out all the changes made by twenty-four sword strikes.

“ah!”

Myungjin’s tears changed from thrill to surprise.

The sword of Jinmu, which started with the Samjae sword, flowed gently and then spewed out with strong power to add weight, now portrayed all of the shaman’s sword skills.

Starting with Samjae, the Five Elements, Chilsung, Gugung, Taecheong, Yuun, and Cheongun, Gwiun…. As

all the sword balls were finely divided and unfolded, the volcano’s plum blossoms no longer existed.

It was a dance, not a dance, and it was a play, not a confrontation.

Jinmu expresses all sword skills of a shaman with his body as if performing a sword test, starting with Chunggeom, passing Hyeongi, and passing from Tangi to Euigi.

“Jinmu….”

He opened his mouth in unbearable emotion and tried to refute the name of his disciple, but Jinmu’s movements changed again.

The tangible energy that came out of Ilhui stood on the blade of the sword.

Chilling blue aura sword steel.

The world was filled with blue light.

When the battle between the checkup and Jinmu counts for hundreds of seconds, Jinmu, who was dancing like a sword dance, all of a sudden.

sweat?

Sweat dripped from the palm holding the sword.

Sweat dripped from my forehead and my back was wet.

Instead of feeling uncomfortable in the heat of summer, sweat containing freshness flows from the whole body, and the sweat that wets the hair flows and is sprayed everywhere whenever you move.

Were you so infatuated that you were sweating?

Feel so good. really good!

I was excited.

It seemed like joy filled my head and let it explode.

Jinmu had a smile on his face and rushed toward the maehwa examination.

If previous movements were passively combined with the checkup, now the checkup follows the movements of Jinmu.

Like a butterfly roaming a flower field, Jinmu leisurely permeated into it as if it were suitable for it, and made the examination move along with his sword.

Leading, not leading.

The scent of plum blossoms no longer tickles the tip of the nose.

It was soft like the smell of a child’s flesh and fragrant like perfume applied to a woman’s body, so I felt at ease and my body calmed down, and the energy of my whole body began to flow naturally like water.

Another feeling of selflessness and unity.

The stage of forgetting yourself.

Jinmu was mixed up as if it had become a piece of examination and a chieftain.

There are cases like that.

A time when warriors who were absorbed in training advance a step without realizing it.

Jinmu was now moving towards another step he had never achieved in his previous life.

Suddenly, the speed of the checkup was so fast that it was difficult to keep up with Jinmu’s movements, and the swordsman’s mouths were breathing heavily at times.

“That one!”

In a bigger surprise than before, the heads of the volcano who were sitting on the stone platform clenched their fists and stood up.

The sword Ilhui floated up from his hand and began to move on its own as if it had gained life.

Following Jinmu’s hand, it swings itself at a certain distance.

Cut off the apricot sword and live and dance on their own.

What people called the ultimate sword.

Iggy Sword (以气馭劍).

Unknowingly, Jinmu was drunk with swordsmithing and was drawing a legend.

Even though it is only at the level of sign language that the energy of the hand can reach.

Who said he could practice swordsmanship at his age?

As the power of the freely moving sword added to the existence of Jinmura, the Maehwa sword began to shake.

It wasn’t hard to catch up, but now it was overwhelmed and was about to collapse.

“shit! Stop the sword first!”

At the command of the chieftain, the Maehwa Swordsmen rushed at Ilhui, concentrating their swords.

Just to block the sword.

Aaaaang!

A huge plum blossom created by ten swords collides with Ilhui, making a sharp pangong sound that shakes the foot of the volcano.

“Haap!”

At the moment when the sword and the sword were tightly confronted, Jinmu grabbed Ilhui, who had left his hand, and pressed him roughly against the floor.

Whoa!

Along with the half-embedded sword, a blue seongi exploded from the central point and spread like a storm in all directions.

“Whoop whoop whoop…”

Jinmu’s breathing in the silence.

“…!”

checkup collapsed.

The plum swordsmen could not keep their original positions and sat down on the floor, leaving long traces.

thump thump thump.

I didn’t want to stop my beating heart.

what happened?

Jinmu couldn’t figure out exactly what had happened to him right now.

Is it a sword?

It’s not the realm that I realized in my previous life.

How can I express in words the joy I felt in front of a new stage that I had not reached?

He just stares down at his hands drenched in sweat, blinking his eyes while spitting out a rough breath.

“No-no! Stop!”

“….”

Along with the voice announcing the end of the exam, the plum swordsmen of Hwasan tightly closed their eyes in a terrible sense of defeat.

lost.

The Maehwa Examination, which Hwasan had maintained its reputation for a long time, collapsed.

by only one person.