The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 337
Episode 337
It’s been 10 days since Jinmu started living in Yukdongcheon, Napobak.
The coronation ceremony, which had been delayed for a long time, began.
“It’s cold!”
“…”
The heads of the Six Dongcheons, lined up in two lines, shouted loudly toward Jinmu.
Standing in front of the main gate of Daejeon, Jinmu looked inside with a satisfied expression.
How is it so uniform?
At intervals without an inch of error, with a voice as if one was shouting.
Are the Demonic Cult experts specializing in such ceremonies?
It might be a separate training for ceremonial events.
What would he look like if he sat on the seat of power of the demonic cult?
Just thinking about it, it seemed truly spectacular. Well, that’s why everyone must have rushed to death to occupy the seat of power.
Jinmu smiled happily and took a slow step.
jerk jerk.
Only the sound of Jinmu’s footsteps resounded in the silence of the Great War, where even the sound of dropping needles could be heard.
The warriors with their heads down remained in that position until Jinmu reached the end of the podium.
flutter!
Jinmu, who arrived at the chair on the podium, turned around and sat down.
“Thousands of years! Thousands of years! Thousands of years old!”
When the loud voice from inside was heard, the soldiers waiting outside the Daejeon Pavilion also knelt down and shouted like an echo.
It’s great. It’s delicious.
Jinmu, who was savoring the true taste of power, looked at the puppets who were supported by the pests near the platform.
“Are you feeling okay?”
“…!”
I’m surprised that you asked for my regards.
“do well. It doesn’t end in one go.”
The puppet flinched at Jinmu’s words and shivered.
“Everybody wake up.”
At the gesture of Jinmu, the six dongcheon warriors rise at the same speed as if they were one person.
Education is really good.
Even the sapaecheon guys who play separately should learn something like this.
But why is everyone staring at me like a chick waiting to be fed?
Oh, do you want to say something?
“I am Mujin.”
“….”
“As you know, he is a midfielder… uhm again…”
After revealing his pseudonym, there is nothing to say.
I have to do something in response to those glowing eyes. It’s impossible to talk about how we’ve lived so far, and the look
in our eyes is too much to just plainly say, ‘Let’s do well.’
it is the law
Wasn’t it like that when you became a sapaecheonju in the past?
He said that he would build a castle of Sapaecheon on Mt. Tianzhong.
How much did the jerks like it?
I still can’t forget the expressions on the faces of the Sapaeo Kings who were about to cry with joy.
Jinmu, who recalled the memories of the past happily for a while, slowly opened his mouth.
“Our Six Eastern Heavens will absorb all of the Twelve Eastern Heavens from now on.”
“…!”
Hearing that, the soldiers of the Six Dongcheons, even the puppets who pretended to be dying from injuries, widened their eyes and looked at Jinmu.
While everyone is looking surprised, Jinmu takes another drink.
“Moreover, I will challenge the throne.”
“…!”
Now everyone opens their mouths so much that their jaws are about to fall out.
Not even redheads in the middle of the night.
What kind of madman has become Dongchunju. Doesn’t this mean we all die together?
“So our Six Dongcheons are…”
“Do Dongcheon Lord. that’s not going to be How could you not get permission from the headmaster?”
“…”
A soldier suddenly interrupted, surprised by the bombshell remark, and Jinmu frowned slightly.
How dare this bastard cut off my words?
“name is?”
“It’s the patrol chief every time.”
“I see…”
Hearing the name, Jinmu nodded and said softly.
“Get out.”
Hey hey!
As soon as his name is called, he flies away like a moon.
Doo doo doo! Fast!
“…!”
Transformation of Cheonhamugu A tremendous beating towards just one dog made its debut on each body.
He changed his clothes to hide his identity, and martial arts became more violent and cruel due to the teachings of Jinmu, so no one would notice that he was open.
Even so, if you teach one thing, you understand one thing. increased a lot
Every time the elder is severely beaten and passes out, the head warriors hurriedly shut their mouths.
“Why do I have to accept ashes?”
“…”
“I told you. that he would challenge the throne. Then you should be of equal status. Asking for permission is the same as bowing your head before entering.”
“…”
“Anyway, since I made that decision, everyone follow me. Now question?”
The question is pestilence…
There was no way I could open my mouth to the question only when the gakchul holding the green bamboo stick was staring at me like a viper in a poisonous autumn.
“Do you also Dongcheon Lord?”
After a while, I heard a small voice like an ant crawling.
Chief Elder Mok Shao-san.
He was the one next to him when he first met the puppet.
According to some explanations, although he is weak in martial arts, he is a guy who knows how to speak his mind honestly, unlike those who are blindly loyal.
At first glance, it can be said that his strength was great that Yukdongcheon was able to endure despite the adverse conditions.
“what?”
“…if you’ll allow me, can I post something?”
“say it.”
Upon Jinmu’s consent, Mok So-san said, keeping an eye on Gakchul.
“I salute the aspirations of the newly appointed Lord of Heaven, as those who dominate a group must have high aspirations.”
Ho-oh, would you like to lift me up?
He is a man who knows how to seduce an opponent with his words.
“But things in this world don’t come from aspirations alone.”
“Go ahead.”
“Not only me, but all the warriors of the Guardian Department saw Dongcheon Lord defeating his former puppet master. It was a feat well suited to his aspirations to challenge the throne.”
“….”
“However, the six dongcheons met the time of Ungbi and merged the seven dongcheons, but the three have not stabilized yet.”
“….”
“Also, it is premature to attack another Dongcheon since its power is only about seven times that of the original one. How much more does it challenge the seat of power? With that word, you can become a target not only for all Dongcheons, but also for all of Heaven’s mountains.”
see this guy? Once your mouth bursts, the words come out easily, right?
It’s a speech that makes me nod my head when I listen to it quietly.
As Jinmu seems to be persuaded, Mok So-san, convinced that his words were heard, raised his voice a little.
The reason he came out of a situation where he might be hit was simple.
I have nowhere to go.
It would be enough if the other guys surrendered to the other Dongcheon, but he was different.
How could he, who was weak in martial arts, go anywhere and become the chief elder like he is now?
At least, Yuk Dong-cheon, who lacks talented people, occupies that position.
There is no reason to worry about already defeated puppets or Luo Dong-cheon.
However, a goddamn newcomer named Dong Chun-ju was trying to blow up his position.
You have to somehow convince them to stop it.
“There is a serious problem with the Yukdongcheon extending its power.”
“What is it?”
“There is a shortage of finances.”
The top warriors, who had been worried that they would die from being beaten to death by Mok Sosan’s words, cheered him with eyes filled with one heart and one mind.
Things that I couldn’t even say a word because I was afraid that I would get hit.
As a result, it was only natural that Mokso Mountain, which was weak in martial arts, stood out.
The puppet wasn’t very stupid.
Still, people seemed to know how to cover and write.
“I want to follow your high aspirations, but the finances are low, so there is no money to prepare for war…”
“I will take care of that.”
“Because there is no… Yes? What did you say?”
At Jinmu’s confident words, not only Makso-san, but also the warriors in the leadership’s eyes widened.
what did you just hear?
“Do I have to say it twice? I will take care of the lack of money.”
“…”
It seems that he heard it correctly.
But don’t you know what you’re talking about right now?
If it was that easy, I would have done it a long time ago.
He said that he, who had just become the new Heavenly Lord, would solve the problem of Six Dongcheon, which no one else could solve, by any means.
“Hey, did you say you were the chief elder?”
“yes? Yes…”
“Good. Whether it’s speaking or judging, I can entrust you with heavy responsibilities in the future. Don’t be afraid to say it like that in the future.”
“…?”
“Part of it!”
Jinmu, leaving Moksosan’s doubts behind, calls Ilil, who was waiting in advance.
chuckle chuckle.
Soldiers from Maryeongdae walk into Daejeon with large chests just in time.
Kiki-tong-tong-tong…
The chests along the center of the battle are opened one by one.
“omg!”
“Oops!”
“Ouch!”
Every time a dazzling group of lights poured out, the top warriors made a sound as if they were possessed.
Gold, silver, and even jewels, an enormous amount of goods that have never been seen before, and various weapons sharpened in black and
blue ….
The person who entered with a certain guide focused everyone’s attention and walked to the center of Daejeon.
“I am Liu Zhang, who leads the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce.”
Yujang stopped and politely bowed his head toward Jinmu.
“Greetings. He is a midfielder who will do business with Yuk Dong-cheon in the future.”
“Colossus!”
“Jungwon!”
Exclamation bursts from everywhere.
yes, many will be surprised
I did the hard thing
“Hey Mokso Mountain.”
“…yes?”
“This will be enough finances to manage Yukdongcheon in the future, right?”
“…”
Enough?
What are you talking about!
This amount of money seems to be more than the operating expenses of Yukdongcheon for a year.
“It’s full of tea.”
“That’s all right. From now on, you will be in charge of transactions with Shanxi Trading Company.”
“…yes?”
Is there something wrong with your ears?
“You take it.”
“…”
Suddenly? What do you believe in yourself?
“Why don’t you like it?”
“Oh no.”
At Jinmu’s words, Moksosan shook his head vigorously.
Do you have such a windfall?
In the meantime, how much was the sadness of handling all sorts of chores under the puppet and being ignored by this guy because of his low martial arts?
They said that a rolled stone would take out a stone that was embedded in it, but this was like a golden stone rolling in.
As Moksosan’s face brightened, Jinmu nodded.
I thought you would like it.
i am originally When you push, push again.
So do your best. Do you know if you get the back money?
“Now, besides Mokso Mountain, can anyone tell me something else?”
“…”
There was no way.
The aspirations of Jinmu, who were already talking about the throne of power and the Twelve Twelve, have long since been completely erased. The only thing that came to everyone’s face was greed, greed.
Iron Blood of the Demonic Cult? strong self-esteem?
That’s what fat people say too. It is of no use to those who have starved.
“From now on, our six dongcheons will move toward the day when the twelfth dongcheon unification is achieved!”
“Wow!”
From ancient times, excellent leadership skills come from being full and warming your back.
The heads of the Twelve Twelve, fascinated by the gold, shouted in unison.
It felt like loyalty multiplied in an instant.
After that day, changes began to occur among the warriors of the Demonic Cult belonging to Yukdongcheon, as well as the civilians living in Napobak and Yakgang.
All sorts of extortion, including the high amount of tax, that Yukdongcheon and Childongcheon, who were originally poor, disappeared like a lie.
Moreover, as merchants from Jungwon bought goods and hired workers, people’s lives began to become more prosperous little by little.
Of course, in the transaction process, there was a small fee paid in six dongcheon, but that’s somewhere.
People began to accept the sudden change as a miracle and found out that the new Six Dong Heavens were at the starting point.
Mujin, the six eastern cosmos.
His name, which appeared like a comet, began to spread through the talk of drunken people and passers-by.
Through the desert, which has existed like a huge barrier, to various places in Xinjiang.
Little by little, it appears under the name of Northern Lidaochen, who has been revered as the ruler of Xinjiang and a god.
The former Dongcheonju puppet was quickly forgotten from people’s memories.
One day while preparing for the war for the unification of the Twelve Dongcheons…
“Hey! You’ve seen this before!”
“…”
“Is there anything else?”
“…”
“Anyway, the guy who does puppet shows has such poor material.”
“…”
A fat old man made a sullen expression while hanging a wooden doll on a gift string with ten fingers.
Damn guy, guy with no hair.
A guy who doesn’t even know the word “private courtesy”.
Asking adults to do things like this while drinking or drinking.
“Haap!”
“Yap!”
Far away, Hwangsin, children, and the son who became the youngest after being beaten countless times were training hard.
Still, the pretty bastard who wouldn’t hurt even if I put it in my eyes has increased a lot in martial arts.
He looks so pitiful because he lost the weight he barely gained, but…
“Hey! What are you looking at?”
“Once upon a time…when tigers were smoking cigarettes…”
The old man, startled by Jinmu’s terrifying screams, started the puppet play with a new story that he had been hiding.
If there is no such thing as Sifal’s strong self-esteem…
I’m still miserable…