The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 308

Episode 308

It’s dusky dawn when you can hear the distant croaking of roosters.

After the war, Tianzhong Mountain began to emerge from the darkness little by little.

“her! I really thought it would break it.”

Firefighter Yang, who was watching the war from a seat on a hill overlooking Mount Cheonjung in the distance, exclaimed in a low voice of exclamation.

“It’s really amazing. A person called Shaman Ji-geom…”

A middle-aged beggar next to Yang So-bang nodded with the same expression.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh can there be no one like that among our open disciples?”

Seeing a middle-aged beggar grievously chewing plantain grass roughly and spitting it out, Yang So-bang reveals his yellow teeth and points to himself.

“I am, I am.”

“…”

At Yang’s words, the middle-aged beggar snorted with an expression that was unreasonable.

“Is this kid laughing?”

“Then are you crying?”

“what?”

“You’re all old, so your Ho Seung-min is sick. Didn’t I tell you to take in a disciple a long time ago!”

“…ah that… hmmm.”

At the words of the middle-aged beggar, Xiaobang Yang realizes his mistake and clears his throat, turning his head.

“No, since I already said something, let’s try it somewhere.”

“….”

“What the heck has Sasook been doing all this time? yes?”

“No, man. That’s right. I made my mistake. Let’s stop talking about that.”

“stop it? why? Every day, that bastard’s political affairs, political affairs. I mean, it’s the right thing to say. What did Sasook do to open up?”

At the words of the middle-aged beggar, Yang So-bang shut up like a mute who had eaten honey.

Even Yang So-bang, who is known as the great adult of the political faction, could never do anything to the beggar in front of him.

A piece of clothing that has been patched with fabric so that it is impossible to tell what the original fabric was.

In addition to an old wine bottle made of gourd, a club made of jasper and nine knots were tied to his waist, marking his identity.

He was Cui Ryong-gae (醉龍丐), the leader of the 100,000 open provinces.

“No, I’ve recommended useful guys several times, but what the hell is the reason for not teaching them? In the meantime, I heard from the Chwigugae who entered Yongbonggwan that he was teaching the children of the Hwangbo family?”

“Oh no, that’s because I’m busy…”

“Are you busy? That’s what I mean, fart?”

“Bar farting… look at this. My word.”

Firefighter Yang tried to stop them while watching the disciples around him, but Chwiryonggae, already poisoned, didn’t even think to close his mouth.

“When I think about it, I get really pissed off. What does openness mean? What is sasuk, do you keep moving open? If there is an incident, investigate this side and investigate that side. Shit, you’re just ignoring this. what? While paying the progress fee as much as a mouse tail. Even if you work hard at that time, you will earn more than that. If you’re going to do this, split up. Just! We, like Haomen, will sell information and make some money.”

“Ugh! Words are harsh. It has the will of protecting the political faction, and our opening…”

“It’s noisy!”

“…”

Yang Xiaobang fell silent again at the sight of Chwiryonggae twisting his lips strangely and widening his eyes terribly.

“If you’re going to keep doing that, promise me right now! I will give my full support to the political affairs alliance without a second thought.”

“…what?”

“student!”

“No, that’s…”

“This shit, and without my permission, do you fight with the shaman? Did you think I didn’t know? is it so. Let’s say it’s good to have a relationship with such a person. But who knows? yes? It was all just saying something about a shaman sword. Except for what our opening did. In the meantime, I heard that you hid the fact that you obtained the martial arts of the Four Emperors?”

“Oh, that’s the honor of opening up.”

“Sounds like an honor. Oh well, let’s say that a guru named Jinmura took care of the big case by conceding a hundred times. But what about me? We’re the ones hitting the bottom! yes? yes? yes?!”

As Chwiryonggae fights without stopping, as if trying to resolve all the resentment that has accumulated over the years, Yangsobang winks at the elders who have followed the ark.

But who wants to blow their backs on a whale fight?

Thorough disregard for their ignorance… These bastards…

“Disciples! I can’t back down anymore!”

“…hmm.”

Yang Xiaobang’s face frowned at the eyes of Chwiryonggae staring straight at him.

The reason they were looking at Cheonjungsan was, of course, Jinmu.

A letter from Bukjin to Yang Sobang.

Yang Xiaobang couldn’t erase the feeling that he had been ‘tricked.’

I never thought Jinmu would have been learning the martial arts of that damn Hyukryunmu Gang.

I didn’t even think about it until I was sucked into the human elixir.

How nice it would have been if the damned had said something beforehand.

You said you didn’t know?

Well, when you think about it, it wasn’t such a bad thing.

From the first time I saw him in Dangang-gu until now, Jinmu has been a warrior who walks the right path more than anyone else.

It doesn’t feel like an old-fashioned guru, but should I say something a little more sincere instead?

In any case, since he was not Hyeokryeonmugang himself, but a shaman’s guru who had learned Seonggi, there was nothing to hold back from Yang Sobang.

He replied, ‘I knew’, and Jinmu defeated Shaolin’s Geumgang Nahanjin and led the rebels to Cheonjungsan.

Of course, in the process, Namgung Muhyu was beaten like a dog and even injured in a vase, so he became well-groomed for half a year, but he was filthy and cool inside…

. Afterwards, Gwangho Peng Uibang also kept his mouth shut and went back to his house.

In the meantime, when Hyejo of Shaolin, who had been living in seclusion, declared full support, the ruling system of the Jeongmu-maeng centered on Cheol Ji-ryang became more solid.

In any case, there was a jinmu at every connection point.

For some reason, if Jinmu intervenes, the Jeongmu-maeng always benefits.

And what if the shaman jigeom took control of Sapaecheon?

It wasn’t even an improbable story. He said that he was helping, but who else would get Sapaecheon if not him who had mastered the martial arts of the Four Emperors?

Anyway, for that reason, the Zhuge Collaboration sent a formal request to the opening and asked them to look at Cheonjungsan, but I did not know that Churyonggae would appear in person.

It’s obvious. If you see that he, the ark owner, moved his heavy hips and came all the way to Cheonjungsan, he was aiming for it in the first place. In order to promise oneself a successor.

“What are you going to do?”

“…What? I have already come to do that.”

“You know that. Then decide.”

“Huh, I know. Well, it was too late. I’m also old…”

When Yang So-bang couldn’t stand it and shook his head, only then did a bright smile appear on Chwi-ryong-gae’s face.

The strongest master produced by Yang Xiaobang’s opening, and a knight respected by everyone.

He never speaks twice with one mouth.

Now that he had made a promise to him, Chwiryonggae felt like he would have no regrets even if he resigned from the ark position.

Wasn’t this a long-cherished dream?

“Get out!”

At the call of Chwiryonggae, the open road excavation, which had been waiting in advance, jumped like a flash battle.

But wait!

“What if this guy excavated the ark?”

“It’s noisy. I, the owner of the ark, made the decision.”

“….”

What is this…

.

Extinguishment He is not just open-minded. There are seven knots at the waist.

“Oh no, this person, no matter how much you do?”

The next large open stock in the hindquarters opening.

However, as if he didn’t care what Yang So-bang said, Chwiryong-gae just continued to say what he had to say.

“I am dismissing you from your post as of today. From now on, you will become a disciple of Mupunggae, so hurry up and perform the Baesajirye!”

“yes!”

Even though it’s a shocking story, it’s a flat prostrate without a word of refutation.

…must have been planned in advance.

No, by the way, even if everything else is conceded, in order to perform Baesajirye, there must be procedures and etiquette, but how could it be done in a place like this?

“Look. If it’s a courtesy, it should be raised by the general group…”

“What’s the matter?”

“…uh?”

“Where is a beggar like that? It’s a room when you lie down, and a house when you gather.”

“….”

“There is nothing like a group. look.”

“…?”

As Chwiryonggae beckoned, the Elders of Opening approached with a bunch of things.

“The upper mortuary tablet?”

These crazy guys are getting…

“okay? There is an ark, there are elders, and tablets for disciples. Ah! Sometimes there are drinks too.”

“her!”

When Chwiryonggae took out a gourd wine bottle from his waistband, Yang Xiaobang burst into exclamation as if it were absurd.

This is not like roasting and eating beans over lightning, and there is no strong sale like this.

However, before Yang So-bang came to his senses, the place for the baesa rite was carefully prepared, and while the Yang fire-fighter, who had been hit with his eyes open, only laughed in vain, Gakchul quickly performed the invocation ceremony.

Instead of prostrating the prostrate, Hyeon-gae Yeom, the general, raised a glass of wine towards the firefighter Yang.

Have you seen these damn children?

Seeing that the lines of movement did not deviate in the slightest, it was clear that they had already been rehearsed several times.

“Haa…”

Yang Xiaobang let out a deep sigh, feeling sorry rather than angry.

It was because he, the most adult of the opening, seemed to have burdened the ark and the elders with the excuse that he was busy.

Yang So-bang, who had drunk a glass of wine, looked at Gak-chul, who was prostrate, and spoke quietly.

“Stop getting up.”

“…”

As soon as the gakchul took place, Yang Sobang smiled broadly, tore off the eight knot from his waist, folded it in half, and tied it around the gakchul’s waist.

Seeing this, not only Chwiryonggae but also the elders had a proud expression.

The end of the Baesajarye.

The disciple greeted him and the teacher gave him a sign, so Gakchul officially became the first disciple of Mupunggae.

“I have other things to do for now, so let’s postpone the long story until later.”

“yes. Master.”

At the words of Yang Xiaobang, the exodus rose, bowed his head again, and retreated.

Not behind Chwiryonggae, but behind Yangsobang.

“Is it good to be what you want?”

“Of course not.”

When Yang Xiaobang made a mischievous expression, Chwiryonggae smiled as if he had lost a tooth.

“Tsk tsk, no matter how hard you push Sasuk this much.”

“I have committed a mortal sin.”

I don’t feel any sincerity.

Yang Xiaobang burst out laughing at the sight of Chwiryonggae lowering his head in excessive action.

“But it was too much. Trying to break up with the Jeongmu-maeng… you mean it, don’t you?”

“I was trying to decide because I saw that you were living together.”

“…”

When Yang Xiaobang narrowed his eyes and glared at him, Chwiryonggae hurriedly turned around.

“Anyway, what are you going to do now? Sapaecheon was destroyed by the shaman.”

“First of all, the great commander said to find out his will.”

“Looks like you want to meet him in person?”

“I guess so.”

Chwiryonggae, who succeeded in changing the topic, nodded in admiration.

“Anyway, what a great friend. I never thought that Sapaecheon’s castle would collapse in a few days.”

“yes. The door that didn’t open even if we knocked on it so easily opened wide…”

Recalling the memory of being beaten like a dog in front of the castle gate with Cheol Ji-ryang a long time ago, Yang So-bang frowned.

“Since he made Changchun old man with his stupid words, he is already the best of the political faction… Now, there will be no one who can surpass his name throughout the political affairs.”

“Say that. Huh, I thought it was unusual from the beginning…”

“The plum blossoms of Volcano, the Arhats of Shaolin… I kind of want to give it a try.”

“Bungjin?”

“yes. I feel like it would be something to brag about.”

“boast?”

When Yang Xiaobang made a puzzled expression, Chwiryonggae looked at the true nature of Sapaecheon and said quietly.

“Will a master like that come out again? I think it may not be in the next hundred years.”

“…”

Yang Xiaobang nodded, realizing the meaning of Chwiryonggae.

There are countless people called masters in history, but the warriors who left footprints can be counted on one hand.

Jinmu was walking a path that no one had ever done before.

It was only natural that it would be something to be proud of just because it was such a yard that left a

big footprint in the history of the love affair Murim and maybe even in Madou .

If you can stand against him and hold on, that alone will be a great breakthrough.

“If I get a chance, I want to see how long our batting line will last.”

“yes. I will have to refine it as soon as I return.”

yes it might be

Perhaps Volcano and Shaolin will go even further than they are now.

In order not to fall behind, we have to work even harder.

“The war is over, so we will go back now.”

“Like that.”

“Should I leave the children behind?”

“No. Wouldn’t it be rude for a customer to visit a place where the war has just ended?

“yes. Then I will tell the Grand Army that.”

Yang Xiaobang silently nodded at the words of Cui Ryong Gae.

The winds of change blow

A fresh wind that has never blown before.