Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 1421

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Episode 1421 Is this Sacheondangga? (1)

A thunderbolt fell on the Tang family.

“Where is the torpedo bombardment?”

“Isn’t the brain torpedo bomb a golden lava machine? “You cannot leave without the order of the head of the household!”

“Are you going to say something like that even after the party becomes a sea of fire? Open it now!”

“Oh, I understand!”

The door of Geumyongam Storage, which had been tightly closed, was opened. Dangga’s artisans dedicate their lives to creating the best memorization.

Memorized weapons that even such craftsmen were forbidden to use against humans because their power was so terrible are now revealed to the world filled with bright light for the first time in decades.

“Open Cheondokgo (天毒庫) too!”

“Now, Elder. “Cheondoggo is…”

“Do you want to die by my hands?”

The door of Dokgo, the most important in the Tang family, where even opening the door was not allowed without the permission of the head of the family, was also wide open.

With bright determination in their eyes, they rushed into the jar without delay and stuffed the poison bottles containing the purification of the Tang family into their sleeves.

Dangbyeok saw that and nodded heavily.

There is no one here who can properly fight. In such a situation, fighting against Sapaeryeon would be nothing more than a futile struggle. That is, if it is a general sect.

‘But we are a party.’

They were able to fight because they were party members. Even if it is in the hands of a woman who does not know martial arts, it is a weapon that can kill an unrivaled expert. Because this is a party that has been working hard to create such weapons.

“Elders, make sure there is nothing wrong with the camp! “There can’t be any mistakes!”

“All right!”

The elders who heard Tang Byeok’s words rush out to various parts of the family. This is to ensure that the jeoljin (絶陣) installed throughout the Tang family is properly activated in preparation for the invasion of foreign enemies.

“Everyone who can fight, come forward! No, even those who can’t fight, come forward! This is a fight to protect the party name. If the Party does not exist, you also do not exist. “You must protect the party family with your life!”

At the blood-curdling cries of the party wall, all those with the last name ‘Dang’ ran out.

There are people who have lived their entire lives in a dark room managing poisons, and there are people who cannot even walk properly due to the aftereffects of studying poisons. And even the women of the Tang family who used the surname Tang but were not recognized as true Tang people dipped their sleeves in poison and held cold memorized books in their hands.

And the same was true for craftsmen who never let go of a hammer in their hands.

“What is all this about?”

In response to a question from one of the young craftsmen, the older ones gave a chewy answer.

“They say the scammers are coming in.”

“Do you mean Sa-Sa-Pae-Ryeon? “At a time like this?”

There is no head of the household. There are no people who can fight. But why would the Sapaeryeon attack at a time like this?

“Cheongseong and Ami have already suffered. “It’s our turn next.”

“We…”

The young craftsman’s face turned pale.

“Then shouldn’t you run away? “How can we handle those who can’t even handle Cheongseong and Army?”

“Where should I run away?”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

One of the older ones clicked his tongue and said.

“If I run away, I might be able to survive. But this place disappears. “The workshop of Danga that we have devoted our whole lives to.”

The young craftsman looked back with a blank face. The sight of a large workshop came into view.

“Do you think you can rebuild this workshop that was once destroyed?”

“That’s…”

This workshop contains all of Danga’s unique techniques that other workshops cannot imitate. Re-build it from the ground up?

“⋯⋯It must be difficult.”

“yes.”

You can tell because they are craftsmen. How difficult it would be to rebuild this workshop where all of the technology that Tangga has developed over hundreds of years has been concentrated.

We don’t even know how some things were made. Although the technology has already been put into practice, some items remain and are still in use. Even if you know how to make them, there are some things you can’t even get the ingredients for anymore.

But how can this workshop be rebuilt?

The collapse of this battle means the collapse of the party family. And it means that everything of our ancestors who devoted their lives to the workshop of this Tang family will turn to ashes in their generation.

Is it acceptable? Can you allow it?

“You can run away.”

“yes?”

“Young people like you have to survive. But we lived long enough. I can’t watch this workshop collapse with my eyes open. “I would have rather died.”

The older man reached out and grabbed the sword that was decorated in the workshop.

visor!

A dazzling brilliance poured out from the sword that was pulled out of its scabbard. At first glance, it is not an ordinary sword. The craftsman who was staring at the sword nodded heavily.

“We have to fight. Even if it’s futile, you have to fight. “It is the duty of someone with the Tang family name.”

“⋯⋯.”

“Our ancestors must have fought like that to protect the party line. “Now it’s just our turn.”

The young craftsman bit his lip tightly at those words that sounded simple at first glance.

“Where would you like to go?”

“Hmm?”

“I am also a master craftsman of the Tang family! And even if I were to swing a sword, wouldn’t I be able to swing it better than the elders, even though I’m just one year younger? “Nowadays, people can only use small hammers.”

“haha. “With that old guy.”

The young craftsman stretched out his hand and grabbed the pile of projectiles he had completed a little while ago.

“We have to fight. If we are to protect this battle, we must fight. Isn’t this a Tang house and this workshop not a Tang house? But where is Dang Ga-in going? People in the Tang family must stay in the Tang family.”

The older craftsmen looked at the young craftsman as he strengthened his decision with warm eyes.

“okay. “That’s the way Tang people live.”

“Let’s go. “Is it over there?”

“Let’s go first. “I will follow you soon.”

“yes!”

As the young craftsmen rushed out of the workshop, one of the craftsmen who was watching them stood up. His steps headed toward the deepest part of the workshop.

Kaang!

Kaang!

The sound of a small hammer resounding steadily.

The faint sound of the hammer, as if it would break at any moment, gets louder. The craftsman heading to the deepest part of the workshop bowed his head to the old man hammering in front of a small brazier.

“God’s hand, old man.”

Kaang!

The hinted words are drowned out by the sound of the hammer being struck.

“Elder Shinsu.”

I called again, but the hammer sound did not stop. The craftsman looked at the old man calmly slamming the hammer and then opened his mouth again.

“Grandpa.”

Only then did the sound of the hammer become slightly weaker.

“We will fight to protect our defense. “My grandfather is taking refuge…”

Kaang!

The craftsman’s mouth closed as the sound of the hammer grew louder again. A small hammer striking a pile of red-hot metal. The red sparks produced by that hammer.

The father-in-law, who was watching the old man in silence, nodded slowly.

The old man’s eyes were not focused properly. Those blurry eyes make you doubt whether this person really knows what he is doing.

Where would such a person go after leaving this place? Even if the old man had been sane, he probably would not have left the workshop. Because everything he devoted his life to is right here.

This old man is the soul of the Tang family. So shouldn’t it be where it should be?

“Do as you wish. “Grandfather.”

The father-in-law bowed his head deeply and turned around.

After the father-in-law left, the old man, who was left alone, turned the iron he had lifted with tongs around and pushed it into the furnace. Sparks flew and flew into the air.

Old man Tang Zhaoping’s dim eyes stared blankly at the burning furnace.

-Jo Pyeong-ah.

“⋯⋯.”

– Those damn bastards will eventually die under the name I created. These idiots don’t even know what comes first and what comes last. There is no way that people who value what they create with their own hands are more important than themselves can follow the right path. Someday, if you become a true Tang family master, you will have to change these things first. Do you understand?

‘Grandpa.’

This is what Amzon once said to him. Stroking his head with that hand.

Tang Jo-pyeong grabbed the tongs and pulled the heated iron out of the furnace.

‘Did I say I would?’

I don’t remember very well. All I remember is that the hand that was stroking his hair was warm.

So what did the party review do?

Did you really do what your grandfather told you to do? Or did he live as the person his grandfather criticized?

Kaang.

A small hammer strikes red-hot iron.

Melt, heat, cool and hit.

The whole process is ultimately a process of excluding all miscellaneous things and leaving only the purest and most sane things. What is left behind is made stronger by human power.

That is the craftsmanship of Dangga. What he has done his entire life.

Kaang!

A small hammer strikes hot iron.

Kaang!

The hammer that was hitting the iron without stopping is slowly lowered. Tang Jo-pyeong, who weakly lowered his hammer, raised his head with blurry eyes.

Tangga’s workshop.

Everything about him that is not touched by his touch.

Tang Zhaoping, who had been watching the battle in silence, raised the hammer again.

Kaang!

Regular hammering sound. Nevertheless, strangely, the sound of the hammer, which felt as if it would break at any moment, rang out again and again.

“All Tang family members are preparing for resistance according to Lord Won’s orders.”

Tang Oe nodded slowly. Then, Dangbyeok glanced at the outsiders and opened his mouth.

“Wonju. After Wonju completes this task, winning the lottery will not be difficult. Even if the head of the family is against it, everyone in the family will support the head of the family.”

Outside the party, Muhak was lost. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to regain the previous position. But this was a different situation. If Tang Oe could lead the remaining people to block the Sapae-ryeon, the fact that he lost Muhak would not matter at all.

Then, the re-creation of the Senate was not a dream…

“Won-ju.”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

At the sudden sound of a voice from outside the party, the wall looks at him.

“Don’t call me Wonju. “I am not Wonju.”

“⋯⋯Yes. Elder.”

“If I’m lucky enough to stop them, I’ll be locked in my closet again.”

Tang Byeok opened his eyes wide.

“What do you mean by that? Grand Elder! “The great elder is seeking the Tang family.”

“Do you think I’m doing this because of power?”

There was a sad look on the outsider’s face.

“authority? It’s important. But what is more important than that is the party song. Even that power comes from the party family. “The reason I disapproved of the head of the family was because I thought he was not fit to lead the party, and it was not to satisfy my selfish desires.”

“Elder…”

“To protect this party song even if it means risking my life or risking the lives of everyone else. That’s all I’m trying to do. After that, it’s not up to an old man like me. “Now I have no choice but to admit it, even if it’s unreliable.”

Tang Oe slightly closed his eyes.

He still doesn’t like party music very much. No, rather than saying that, it would be more correct to consider them as enemies. However, his relationship with the Tang Dynasty was nothing more than a trivial thing. In front of the name Sacheondanga, all of that is meaningless.

“We have to protect it. I have to protect it somehow. Because I am a member of the party. “That is the duty and belief of someone who has lived his or her entire life with the Tang family name.”

“⋯⋯I understand what you mean. Elder.”

It was that moment.

“Elder! “This is a message from the matriarch!”

“what?”

Tang Byeok suddenly turned his head.

“I came to the Commander-in-Chief, but this…”

“Bring it here! right now!”

“yes! here!”

The person who ran inside took out a green-colored book from his arms and held it out.

“Come here.”

He stops the outside party from reaching out and grabs the letter himself. Dangui’s head slowly shook as he tore open the bandage, took out the paper inside, and read it.

“May I ask what it says?”

At Tang Byeok’s words, Tang Oe chuckled and showed the letter in his hand.

“You’re telling me to abandon my family and run away.”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

I look outside the party as if the wall is ridiculous.

“The head of the family is still delicate. “This is why I can’t relax.”

Tang Oe stretched out the book in his hand and held it over the lamp. The book that was on fire slowly smoldered and burned.

“In the meantime, deliver the news to the top of the Dead Sea… “Who does the head of the family think he is?”

Tang Oe shook his head and quietly put down the burning book. The paper containing the family head’s name instantly turns to ashes and disappears.

“The enemies will come soon, so hurry up and get ready. “Today is going to be a long day.”

“All right. Elder.”

As Tang Byeok bows his head and goes out, Tang Oe chuckles and sits down on the bed.

‘⋯⋯Dangga.’

Don’t let the party collapse.

As long as he remains a failure, he will remain a failure of the party. That was his final resolve outside of the party who devoted his life to this Sichuan party.

‘My ancestors. Please watch.’

He is a party person until the moment he dies. That will never change.

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Return of the Blossoming Blade

Return of the Blossoming Blade

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The Novel Return of the Blossoming Blade, also known as Return of the Mount Hua Sect (화산귀환). This novel is fully machine translated. If you are confused about reading MTL, you can read it here daotranslate.com

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