Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 214

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Muwolgonggeom (無月空劍).

It was a piece of paper that Cheongnyeong had hidden in the Sihyeolgok report.

She said that the Muwolgonggeom was one of the five sword techniques that symbolized Gu Wulin.

‘ah!’

The traces of the sword drawn by Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.

As Mok Gyeong-un looked at this Gu Gyeol was engraved in his mind and the images of the peerless swordsman and the old man he had seen in a trance overlapped.

-Ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!

A cool sword that reminds me of the full moon. This was so thrilling that it overshadowed the memories of that time.

I came to the report of Sihyeolgok and went through a trance by imprinting the sword techniques that Cheongryeong had told me to memorize but this sword blade gave me a thrill that was incomparable to those.

-Quick!

‘It’s different.’

What surprised Mok Gyeong-un even more was the difference in Geomsik.

There were no unnecessary blades in the sword Chosik that I saw in the trance and each blade was beautiful but was strictly focused on killing the opponent.

However the old man’s sword fighting goes even further than the traditional sword fighting framework.

‘Ahh…’

It’s like seeing a new world.

Confucius said that when one attains the depth of mind (seventy) one can do whatever one’s mind wants whatever one’s mind wants to do and no rules or laws will deviate from the principles of the system.

It was like the old man’s sword.

Herbivory evolved freely breaking away from the existing framework of herbivory.

Nevertheless surprisingly this was a Muwolgong sword.

‘….I’ve never thought about it this way. ‘Herbivory is something that can be expanded like this.’

It completely shattered existing common sense.

Mo Kyung-un could not help but be truly impressed.

This was not a sword that could be wielded simply by engraving it in one’s mind and remembering it.

Mok Gyeong-un was not the only one to experience this shock.

Although he did not have a body Cheongryeong was also an excellent swordsman when he was alive so the moment he saw him he was astonished and had his eyes opened.

‘This is a sword…’

She was the one who created the Wol (月) Geomsik after seeing the two Chosik of Muwol Geomgong and gained enlightenment.

But after seeing this a new sense of swordsmanship bloomed in her head.

At this time a gap arose between Cheongnyeong and Mokgyeongun.

Unlike Cheongnyeong who was trapped inside a wooden doll and only looked at the sword itself Mokgyeongun also saw how the surrounding energy moved every time he swung the sword.

This difference could be said to be quite large.

-Sigh!

Before long the old man stopped swinging his sword.

When he stopped a subtle glow was flowing from the body of the evil sword.

It seemed as if even the evil sword called the magic sword was paying respect to the amazing swordsmanship displayed by the old man.

The old man opened his mouth when he saw that evil the sword.

“That’s great. Because of you Nobu’s sword was able to shine even brighter.”

-Wooow!

At those words Akjeukgeom trembled and raised his sword.

Seeing this Mok Gyeong-un stuck out her tongue inwardly.

I wondered if the old man had mastered the sword to the highest degree if the sword spirit of that sword that could cut through people to such an extent was so strong.

The old man looked at Mu Qingyun and said.

“Did you see it?”

“yes.”

“How much do you remember?”

Mok Kyung-un was about to reply that he remembered everything without much thought but stopped.

It occurred to me that that was not the meaning of the old man’s question.

I remember everything.

He could have performed the same movements as the old man did.

However it was simply a shell.

Mok Gyeong-un responded to this.

“I don’t really remember.”

When he said that the old man’s eyes narrowed.

Inwardly the old man was surprised.

He showed Mok Gyeong-un the sword but he thought there would be limits to what he could understand.

But I had no idea that Mok Gyeong-un would give such an answer.

“Don’t you remember well?”

“yes.”

“…I see.”

The corner of the old man’s mouth twitched.

Since he was a sword wielder he thought this was enough compensation.

But it seemed that his understanding was more than he thought.

So the old man raised his sword once again.

Then

“If you do I’ll see you again.”

-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!

This time he performed the sword dance just like before.

But just like before the sword’s trajectory was nothing short of beautiful.

One thing that has changed is that Geomro has become simpler.

If it was a full moon earlier it is now a half moon and the formula has become more concise and clear.

Unlike the beginning Geomcho ended about halfway through the line.

As he lowered the sword the sword body of the evil sword trembled even faster.

The old man asked Mo Qingyun.

“How about this time?”

“….Even though I’m looking at it I don’t remember it.”

When he heard this the corners of the old man’s mouth went up even more.

Then the old man raised his sword took a stance again and said

“I see. “If you do I’ll see you again.”

As soon as he finished speaking the old man opened his sword again.

Geomcho was quite different from before.

Swords have become simpler and are no longer considered beautiful but rather simply something to wield.

Despite this Mo Kyung-un’s eyes did not fall from the sword’s path.

The eyes look like they are in a trance.

-Chuck!

The old man’s sword ended faster than when he opened it the second time.

It can be said that it is less than half.

After swinging his sword like this the old man looked at Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes and asked.

“How is it?”

Hearing these words Mok Kyung-un took a long breath.

When the old man saw this his eyes became brighter.

Just by breathing the old man realized that Mo Kyung-un was with him.

Eventually Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth.

“My qualifications were so poor that I forgot everything even though I saw it right in front of me.”

‘!!!!!’

When the old man heard that he burst into laughter.

“Hahahahahahaha.”

The old man who had been laughing for a while stopped and said to Mok Gyeong-un.

“I just wanted to give a little something back but it turned out to be fun.”

“…I think it’s too much for a small reward.”

“I guess this is your luck too.”

Hearing the old man’s words Mok Gyeong-un suddenly remembered that.

Strangely enough I felt the martial arts sword in the old man’s swordsmanship and felt that it overlapped with the peerless swordsman I had seen in the nine scenes in the Sihyeolgok report.

I wanted to ask this.

“Elder by any chance…”

“Hehehe. “I almost took this.”

“yes?”

-Sreung! Good!

Before I could ask the old man cut me off and put the sword in its sheath.

Then he threw the evil sword at Mok Gyeong-un.

As Mo Kyung-un lightly grabbed the sword the old man spoke.

“I think I’ve repaid you enough and I think you should take care of it too so I’ll just leave now Nobu.”

“yes?”

Mok Kyung-un frowned at these words.

It was still in the middle of the river so where on earth could it be?

With a current like this no matter how expert I was I couldn’t help but be swept away.

Mok Gyeong-un said this.

“Isn’t it okay to get off when the boat arrives?”

“The place Nobu wants to go is not across the river.”

“One here…”

“It’s okay. And don’t worry too much about passing relationships.”

With those words the old man carried the bamboo fishing rod on his shoulder and tried to walk toward the deck.

It was really crazy.

He hasn’t even figured out his identity yet so he can’t let him go like this.

Mo Gyeong-un tried to dissuade the old man.

“Uh…”

-Sureuk!

At that moment the old man’s appearance disappeared.

In response Mok Gyeong-un hurriedly launched the new weapon towards the deck where the old man was approaching.

Then I looked outside the ship and couldn’t see anything.

No matter how dark and heavy the rain was on the river Mok Gyeong-un’s eyesight was different from that of ordinary people.

But I can’t see anything around.

‘…What on earth is it?’

Is this really a living human being?

It disappeared in an instant and I couldn’t tell where it had gone.

-Have you seen the spirit?

-……

Mokgyeongun asked Cheongryeong.

However there was no answer from the young man.

I felt something was wrong and touched the wooden doll in his arms but she was still sealed inside.

That said he seemed to be so deep in thought that he couldn’t even hear himself.

‘Did Cheongryeong realize something when he saw that?’

It seemed like that.

Well right now he wanted to organize the things that the old man had shown him earlier.

Mok Gyeong-un who had been looking around for a while looking for the old man’s whereabouts soon gave up and sat cross-legged on the floor.

And with his eyes closed he remembered the sword the old man had unfolded from the beginning.

* * *

The head of a ship.

Nyeopchun the third guard of the main building of the Cheonjihoe gulped down the alcohol contained in the gourd given to him by the apostate Monk Jaejeong.

“Wow. “This is killing me.”

“Hehehe. “You still know how to drink.”

“Hahahaha. Can you call yourself a man if you don’t know the taste of alcohol? “It tastes great when you drink it in the pouring rain on a boat that’s tilting as if it’s about to capsize.”

“In the first place drinking alcohol in a place like this is amazing.”

“That is correct.”

“In that sense take a sip!”

-Kkukkukkuk!

“Hey. Is that a sip? Are you planning to drink it all to yourself? Let’s drink together too.”

They were two people who got along very well.

Before we knew it we were having fun even holding each other’s shoulders and taking a sip of each drink.

Looking at these two people Meng Wuyue the son of Vice President clicked his tongue.

‘Foolish things.’

When the rain is pouring down like this can you feel the alcohol going into your nose or mouth?

In any case these are guys who don’t suit me.

It was a moment when I felt so pitiful.

-thud!

Soon Meng Wuyak closed his eyes and fell to the floor.

It wasn’t just that.

Seop-chun and Jae-jae-jeong who had been enjoying themselves while holding each other’s shoulders soon closed their eyes and fell asleep on the floor.

Seeing them like this Hayoon the vengeful spirit who was holding the vehicle frowned at her.

Because it was strange that he suddenly collapsed all at once.

That said

“I almost forgot you.”

Hayoon the vengeful spirit was startled by the voice coming from next to him and turned his head.

There stood an old man wearing a bamboo raincoat and carrying a bamboo fishing pole on his shoulder.

Hayun who saw this immediately tried to kneel on the floor.

-Elder!

But before he could do that the old man shook his head and stopped Hayun the vengeful spirit from kneeling.

Then the old man said.

“If Nobu had paid more attention your grave wouldn’t have been dug up. I’m sorry.”

-no. How is that the old man’s fault? This happened because I was immoral.

Hearing Hayun’s words the old man shook his head.

“Even though so many years have passed it’s still the same. “Now is the time to let yourself go.”

-no. I still need to be punished more.

“Don’t do that. “He probably hopes you don’t do this.”

-……

Vengeance Hayun silently lowered his head with bitter eyes.

The old man tapped his shoulder as if to encourage him.

Then Hayoon the vengeful spirit raised his head again and said.

-I apologize. His grief must be deeper than mine but I can’t help but feel sorry for him because he still comforts this poor person.

“There is no need to restrain it. Do you understand?”

-……

“Anyway the matter has been resolved safely and it has been a while since I saw your face so I think Nobu will go now.”

Hayun the vengeful soul couldn’t help but feel sad at those words.

He hoped not to see the old man this year but he never missed a visit and took care of the tombs and shrines once every ten years.

It wasn’t bad for him but he wasn’t for the old man.

-…You still haven’t found it?

The old man shook his head at that question.

“It’s not easy.”

-I would rather help the elderly by finding a suitable human body…

“No. “You will help Nobu by pushing yourself and getting to a good place.”

-….Elder.

“You don’t have to do that. “I feel good today because I remember old memories.”

Hayun the vengeful soul looked puzzled at those words and asked.

-What do you mean by memories?

“I was saying hello to the young man who did the old man’s work and I remembered him for the first time in a long time.”

‘!?’

At those words a strange look appeared in Hayun’s eyes.

– When you say ‘guy’ are you referring to your son-in-law?

At this the old man smiled slightly.

It was a sign of positivity.

Hayun the vengeful soul couldn’t help but be surprised at that sight.

It had been a long time since he had been mentioned by an old man.

That means that the old man also evaluated the unusual young man very highly…

-Is that enough to remind you of him?

In response to this question the old man recalled something from earlier and spoke in a meaningful voice.

“His talent alone was enough to put even him to shame.”

-!!!!!!!

< Episode 59 Onboard a Ship (4) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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