< Episode 92: Rumors (4) >
“I know. Yeonggeomsanjang is a place called the sacred place of swords.”
“Sword Holy Land?”
“This is a place where many swordsmen come to seek instruction.”
“Is that so? “It seems like he’s quite famous.”
“…Hehehe.”
Mok Gyeong-un’s dry response made Paldoksa Master Gu Yang-su instinctively know that he had no idea about Yeonggeom Lodge.
Yeonggeomsanjang (靈劍山場) truly had a great reputation.
There were two reasons. The first was that most of the existing famous swords were made here at Yeonggeomsanjang.
“Gu Cheon-mu the chieftain of Yeonggeomsan Mountain is the greatest swordsmith of his time.”
“A swordsmith? “Are you a blacksmith?”
“Yes.”
“Is that so? “Isn’t it usually called a sword master?”
In response to this question Ouyang Su shook his head and said.
“Gu Zhuangzhu only makes swords.”
“You only make swords?”
“From what your old man knows Yeonggeomsanjang has only made swords on site for hundreds of years.”
“You don’t make any other weapons?”
“Nobu knows that.”
“It’s a pretty fun place. It’s a place that only makes swords. But I don’t think he would have become famous based on that alone.”
“That’s right. That family made the best swords so much so that there is a theory that they are descendants of Gu Yazi who was called the greatest master of the Yue Dynasty during the Spring and Autumn Period. “The famous sword Ilhwi (一輝) the German weapon of Jeong Hyeon-moon the leader of the Justice Alliance was also created in his hands.”
“Hoo.”
Mok Kyung-un was the first to react to those words.
Speaking of the leader of Jeongjeongmaeng he was clearly known as the head of one of the three major forces of Wulin and a member of the Six Heavens.
There was no doubt that he was a great craftsman to be able to create such a sword for an expert at the level of a great master.
“A craftsman of such great skill would have inspectors lining up.”
“That’s right. However Gu Zhuangzhu does not make swords for just anyone.”
“Not making it for anyone sounds like you can’t get it by paying for it.”
“Hehehe. you’re right. From what the old man heard the old master was a man with great pride as a craftsman. That’s why he said he would only make you a sword if you were a master of the sword or passed his test.”
“Well someone who makes such a great sword should be proud of that level of pride.”
“Yes. Confucius also wields a sword so maybe…”
“no. “I just need these two swords.”
Mo Gyeong-un struck the two swords on his belt with a thud with his palm.
Evil and cowardice.
If there is a theory that the head of Yeonggeomsanjang is a descendant of Gu Yaja this sword was made by Gu Yaja himself from a rare mineral called Gwanya black iron.
“…That’s right. “Confucius already has the best swords.”
Ordinary people had swords that they couldn’t even handle.
There was no reason to be greedy with the sword.
Then Mok Gyeong-un said.
“Anyway that’s good. “If it’s just the domain of a group of sword-making craftsmen there shouldn’t be any difficulty in bringing the orb.”
Hearing Mo Qingyun’s words like this Ouyang Su looked somewhat troubled.
Why did you do that?
“Yeonggeomsanjang is not just a place to make swords.”
“If not then what? “Have you learned any martial arts skills?”
“It is as you said. “They are sword craftsmen and have a very high level of knowledge about swords.”
“You have a high level of knowledge about swords?”
“Do you know that it is the Manryu Gwijong?”
“Manryu Gwijong…? Doesn’t that mean that ten thousand different branches are destined to come together?”
“you’re right.”
Manryu Gwijong (萬流歸宗).
It is a word that originated in Buddhism and came from the idea that no matter how you practice the end is nirvana.
Those who practice martial arts also often mention Manryu Gwijong.
This was because it was believed that the paths would eventually converge.
“Yeonggeom Sanjang believed that in order to create the best sword one must fully understand the sword and he sharpened the sword for him. But coincidentally it made them know the sword better than anyone else.”
“So you’re a sword master and an excellent swordsman at the same time.”
“you’re right. But it’s not just outstanding.”
“underneath?”
“Gu Cheonmu the leader of Yeonggeomsanjang is a member of the Six Heavens the pinnacle of the current martial arts world.”
‘!?’
At these words one of Mo Kyung-un’s eyebrows rose upward.
Gu Cheon-mu the Six Heavenly Sword Master.
He was one of the six pinnacles of the current martial arts world and was said to be the closest to the best in terms of his mastery of the sword rather than martial arts itself.
Mo Gyeong-un looked at Seonghwaryeongju’s granddaughter Yesongah and asked.
“How on earth did you get into a place like that?”
“that….”
She hesitated to say Yesongah.
Rather than saying something shouldn’t be said the reaction was strange.
Of course Mo Kyung-un said without paying any attention to this.
“Don’t lose your temper and talk right away.”
“…The third son of the owner of Yeonggeomsanjang is a member of our Baehwagyo church.”
After hearing those words Ouyangsu asked back as if it were a coincidence.
“Are you saying that the third son of the former chieftain is a Baekhwa believer?”
“…yes.”
“So you hid the orb through him?”
“yes yes.”
Ouyang Su’s eyes narrowed at her cautious attitude.
It was not strange that someone became addicted to Baehwaism when Baehwagyo members emerged from a branch of the Sacheondang family.
However it was strange that he was especially hesitant.
Besides when I think about it
‘No matter how much you are a member of Baehwagyo if you say Boju isn’t it a treasure of Baehwagyo? He must be truly trustworthy to entrust you with such a precious thing…’
“Are you Jeongin by any chance?”
At that time Mok Gyeong-un suddenly asked.
At that question Yesongah’s face instantly turned bright red.
Seeing her reaction like this Ouyangsu stuck out his tongue.
Reading other people’s emotions and thoughts was amazing.
By the way it was so special that it was Jeongin.
“Oh my. Is that really true?”
“….”
Her face turned bright red as if it was about to explode and she couldn’t answer because she was embarrassed.
Seeing this Ouyang Su sighed and laughed.
It was because I thought of my grandchildren.
It was exactly what someone of this age would see.
On the other hand Mok Kyung-un could not understand her reaction.
I feel like I have a vague idea of what a crush is but is this something that I should be ashamed of?
It was a car I was puzzled about.
‘!?’
For a moment Mok Kyung-un thought of someone in her appearance.
It was none other than Cheongryeong.
I also remembered that Cheongryeong had a similar reaction without knowing it.
‘You were embarrassed?’
The corners of Mu Qingyun’s mouth slightly rose.
Then Ouyang Su said.
“If you do it it’s Sojeo’s love….”
“Don’t call me that. Just…you can just call me Gu Yeon-woo a member of our school.”
“Gu Yeon-woo?”
“yes.”
Ouyang Su grinned.
It seemed like she really liked it a lot.
Isn’t this the most shining moment in life?
As he entered his twilight years it was just a joy to watch him like someone and be shy about it as a youth.
“Hmm. Anyway Confucius. “Gu Jangju’s third son is said to be a member of Baehwagyo so I think he will be able to easily retrieve the orb.”
“Is that so?”
To Mok Kyung-woon’s tone that seemed unreliable Yesong-ah responded with a voice full of determination.
“You can bring it.”
“I was wondering if bringing it would be of great help.”
Mok Gyeong-un already did not have much confidence in the power of orbs or revelations.
As a result she became upset.
“If you find the orb I will receive a revelation of what you want.”
“…I sure hope so.”
If that was done the time could be shortened somewhat.
There is no need to go through the Cheonjihoe Hoeju.
* * *
A hillside located on a rugged mountain slope not far from Chaoyang in the north of Hubei Province.
There was a manor with several houses gathered high up there.
The plaque at the entrance to the manor said:
Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge
Smoke was rising from bellows here and there in the manor and one building without a chimney had a basement inside.
And in the basement there was a prison cell with iron bars and inside it was a young man kneeling with restraints on both arms.
The young man opened his mouth with a very distorted face.
“older brother. Please return it. That’s really…”
“Shut up.”
Outside the cage a middle-aged man urged him.
He was a man who appeared to be in his early forties with dark skin and a well-developed upper body.
In his man’s hand was something that looked like a lucky bag.
“That’s really….”
“I told you to shut up. “When I asked where he went every night I found out that he was bowing down and worshiping something like this.”
-widely!
The man took out something from his lucky bag.
It was a brilliant blue jewel.
-closely!
The young man saw this and bit his lower lip so hard that blood came out.
“Yeonwoo. I knew you were into a pagan religion that was abusive to the people but aren’t you ashamed of it? Your new mother thought you had come to your senses when you returned. “But they were doing this somewhere I couldn’t see.”
“….”
“How can you look so pitiful in a situation where even bowing to your ancestors is not enough?”
“…older brother.”
“You won’t have anything to say even if you have 10 words in your mouth.”
“I… have never been ashamed of my choices…”
“conflict!”
Before he could finish his words the middle-aged man shouted.
Gu Yeon-woo a young man with a strong reputation was distressed by a story filled with merit.
‘Has… your attack power… become deeper?’
The middle-aged man in his 40s in front of him was his eldest brother Gu Xionghuang.
He was the best swordsman except his father the director and head of the Yeonggeom Lodge here.
“older brother. Please fix it.”
The slit-eyed young man in his late thirties who opened his mouth just now was the second son Gu Ung-seok and he was a brother from the same boat as his eldest son Gu Ung-hwang.
Unlike him Gu Yeon-woo was their half-brother and the youngest.
“Do you look fixed now? “How can you not say anything when your youngest is doing such bizarre things?”
“older brother. Miu and Gou are from our old family and even though they have different stomachs they are brothers. Even if you hate sin you should not hate people.”
“You’re talking nice about people.”
“Rather than that the Justice League sent people due to the disaster that occurred near the cliff and there is no chaos so I think we should do something reasonable at this point.”
“Whoa.”
Zhuangzi Gu Xionghuang let out a sigh that was almost like a sigh.
I was so angry that I wanted to tell them all but the second guy was right.
Even so the people of the Namgung family who had come to visit the main temple and then descended the mountain were all slaughtered including the head of the family causing an uproar.
Thanks to this the chief also became a suspect and the people sent by the Justice League were acting like a nuisance.
I couldn’t keep holding on to him since his father was uncomfortable.
“Please cool your head here for a while and reflect.”
“older brother!”
“If you don’t come to your senses I’ll lock you up for the rest of your life so if you don’t want to do that you’ll have to show proper reflection.”
“Brother Tongue please turn that around….”
“This guy!”
-bang!
Gu Xionghuang kicked the iron bars and went upstairs with an angry look on his face.
As he climbed up Second Gu Woongseong clicked his tongue and then spoke in a sarcastic voice.
“So didn’t you tell me not to come back again? What do you want to do when you come back and grow your business? Tsk tsk.”
Gu Wengsheng who had taken medicine once waved his hand and went upstairs.
-Wow!
Gu Yeon-woo gritted his teeth as he looked at the stairs going upstairs.
Unlike his eldest son Guung-huang the second major Gu-ungsheng was like a snake.
Although he was the youngest his talent as a craftsman far surpassed him and he was often jealous of him and often bullied him.
That’s why he didn’t get along well even from a young age.
Even now he is probably the one who followed in his footsteps and reached his eldest brother.
“iced coffee. “What should I do?”
He could have been trapped here.
However the orb that could be said to be Seonghwaryeong itself was taken away.
Even though the big brother was like that I couldn’t guess what he would do because he knew that he valued this.
-closely!
‘Song-ah…’
He felt sorry for her.
He trusted and entrusted it to him but he had no idea that it would be revealed in such a ridiculous way.
Gu Yeon-woo muttered his mouth and soon spit out something.
“Pfft.”
-Changerang!
It was a thin long wire.
Even though I was embarrassed I managed to secretly take it just in case.
‘I have to get it back somehow.’
The orb was a precious treasure of the religion.
* * *
Rugged-looking men wearing leopard skin and fur coats were surrounding something with clubs and weapons draped over their shoulders.
It was a cart-type prison for transportation.
Inside the wooden window there was a woman whose white flesh was visible here and there with half of it torn apart.
The mysterious woman with her grey-white hair gave off a strange atmosphere perhaps because of the clothes she was wearing.
There was an old woman with a cane outside her jade cart.
said the old woman to her woman.
“Chunchu-gong I think this is enough to fool you.”
“I guess so? “If it’s this much can you trust it without being deceived?”
“you’re right.”
“It’s because I’m a man that I get impatient because I can’t act like I’m a charlatan even though it doesn’t matter as long as a reasonable justification is given.”
“Cluck. That’s right. Moreover I would never be able to bear to see such a beautiful Lord Chunchu being held captive by these vicious bandits.”
“of course. Although it seems like a fairly simple and shallow number it surprisingly works well. “Hehehe.”
She shrugged her shoulders in triumph.
We had prepared according to the carriage’s route so all we had to do was wait for it to arrive.
“I will pass by here in about half an hour…”
-Paaaaang!
At that moment a strong wind blew as if a storm had struck.
Her subordinates who were pretending to be bandits due to the sudden wind and a harsh look were confused and confused.
But in that split second Chunchu and the old woman looked up.
-Shoot!
Something passed above them at incredible speed.
It was very blurry for a brief moment but it was clearly something riding on the sword.
‘!!!!!!’
Chunchu seeing this said with a hardened face.
“…That’s him right?”
< Episode 92: Rumors (4) > end
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