Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 382

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“…okay. “For now I am just a person who wants to see how far my master goes.”

“This is my first time. “It means that our thoughts coincided.”

It was the same too.

Nie Chun who had no special connections simply thought that it would be a blessing for Mo Gyeong-un to become Hui Zhou’s fourth disciple.

But now things have changed.

Having watched my master’s monstrous growth and unique side I wanted to see how far he would reach.

Perhaps they might now be standing at the center of a new history in the midfield.

But they didn’t know.

The fact that someone outside is listening to their conversation.

The person standing in front of the door was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

“….”

-why? Did he feel any pressure?

Mok Gyeong-un chuckled at Cheong-ryeong’s words.

It wasn’t really a burden.

He simply gathered people he could use efficiently for his revenge but their expectations were higher than expected which was surprising.

-Simply using people is nothing more than hiring and using them.

-I guess so.

-Leading people is different. It is about having many people accompany you on the path you want to take.

-….

Are you asking me to accompany you?

Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes which were smiling became subtle at Cheong-ryeong’s meaningful words.

They were like chess pieces to him.

Since most of them had been forced to give in to him he thought they would also think of themselves that way but he had no idea that they would harbor such thoughts.

‘Janggi horse…’

A card that can be discarded at any time when its usefulness has expired.

Those paddles are leaning against their own wishes.

It’s a strange feeling.

Until recently I wasn’t very impressed when I heard this.

But at some point new emotions began to appear like sprouts growing in the dry earth.

[Don’t assume you were born with it. You just closed yourself off.]

This is a story his grandfather always told him.

He didn’t understand it at the time.

This was because I did not know what emotions specifically meant and only felt them abstractly.

However after you first feel the feeling of liking someone numerous emotions seem to derive and spread.

‘Meeting expectations.’

It seems that emotions do not just stop at one thing.

It would be correct to say that it is infinite.

Then the young man said:

-Don’t feel pressured. Neither I nor anyone else is forcing you to lead someone. However please understand their wishes.

Qing Ling understood their expectations and Mo Qingyun also understood.

Their paths were actually different from theirs as they ran only for revenge.

This was just an intersection.

At that time Mok Gyeong-un spoke in full voice.

-Wasn’t Cheongnyeong’s original wish to lead someone?

-….

Cheongryeong looked bitter at the surprise question.

This middle schooler has learned too much about himself.

Every word she says shakes and pierces me.

-…Even if that were the case I no longer have any regrets about dreams that have crumbled like sand castles. The only wish of the vengeful spirit is to relieve his resentment.

-Is that really all it is?

-…What on earth do you want to say?

-I also have this thought.

-Thoughts like this?

-If you’re going to do it why not do it for sure? It’s natural to get rid of everything related to that guy but I also want to get back everything that he took from Cheongnyeong.

-Rebirth…. You can’t believe it now….

It was before she even finished speaking.

Because I heard someone walking behind me.

-Jump jump jump!

The person approaching with footsteps so loud that it was clear that he intended to make his presence known was an older man who appeared to be in his mid-fifties with black hair and gray beard and eyebrows.

The moment he saw him Mok Kyung-un immediately thought of him.

‘Is this the person who was in Geogok?’

I remember.

That’s why the inspectors called him Ji-oe.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the best excluding Zhang Zhou Gu Tianmu and Taoist.

There was a strange look in Mok Kyung-un’s eyes as he looked at him.

The reason is

“It looks like you have gained some enlightenment.”

-Shudder!

Jiue who was approaching Mok Gyeong-un’s words paused for a moment and frowned.

That’s because he stared at the sword that Mok Gyeong-un had carved into the cliff of Geomgok for over half a day and came to enlightenment there.

Of course not everyone was so enlightened.

Most of the other swordsmen were overcome by a sense of defeat due to the extremely high level of swordsmanship and there were some who stuck their swords in the sword and returned.

There were even people who couldn’t overcome their sense of shame and broke their own swords.

“It’s definitely a different level. “I can’t believe he realized that he had attained enlightenment without even touching his hand.”

“Except for Lord Jang he was the person I had the most eyes on.”

“It’s eye-opening… It’s an honor for a great master like you to say that.”

“Is there even such a thing as an honor?”

Mok Kyung-yun shrugged his shoulders.

Then the door opened and Seopchun said with startled eyes.

“My lord!”

Even so he had a lot to say.

He was also curious about whether he had found the orb and the thing he wanted to ask most was how he subdued the Spiritual Sword Sanzang and the Six Heavenly One Zhang Zhou Gu Tianmu.

However when he tried to ask this he sensed a strange atmosphere.

‘what? ‘Who is the author?’

He was a person who gave off an unusual atmosphere.

Was it because of the author that the lord was standing in front of the guest house door?

While he was puzzled Meng Wuyak who had been waiting behind him to say hello pushed his way out and couldn’t help but be surprised.

“no?”

“Do you know someone?”

“It’s out of the way.”

“Out of the country?”

Meng Wuyak who was in the information department directly under Huizhou was fully aware of the impressions and outfits of famous figures in Wulin.

Therefore the moment I saw Ji-e-eul I immediately recognized who he was.

Speaking of Yeonggeomsanjang it is naturally famous as a sacred place for the swords of Gucheonmu craftsmen in Jangju but Jioe and Gogogo are also famous.

In particular Jie Oe was the most famous because he had been staying here as a guest for over twenty years.

Unlike other swordsmen who came to Geomgok for enlightenment and learning the martial people called him a wild swordsman because he stayed for such a long time only to surpass the swordsmanship of Gu Cheon-mu the master of the war.

A guest who is crazy about swords.

It was a nickname that suited him very well.

Nie Chun clicked his tongue and muttered.

“It’s a coincidence. “I can’t believe I get to see that rare member of Samgwang here again.”

Samgwang (三狂).

These three people are called crazy in martial arts.

Their inaction reached the highest level of the Daemun faction but their innate nature was so eccentric and unpredictable that people called them Samgwang.

Two of these three people gathered in one place.

This was precisely the reason why Nie Chun was said to be an official.

“what? What about Samgwang and that one?”

At that time Jae-jeong who was sipping liquor from a gourd came out the door wondering if the name Sam-gwang would call him.

Seopchun said to him.

“I didn’t call you.”

“But why did you do something to Samgwang?”

“Have you heard of Ji-Oe the light swordsman?”

“Bright swordsman? Ah… You old man is so crazy about that sword that he wastes his time.”

“Wasting time crazy about the sword?”

The distance wasn’t that far so there was no way he wouldn’t hear what was being said to him.

Ji Oe glared at Jae-jeong with a displeased expression.

“why? “You want to give it a try?”

Jaejaejeong then showed his enthusiasm for victory.

I had seen another one of the three lights by chance but even so it was my first time seeing the light swordsman Jieu.

Ji Oe who was staring at Jae-jeong who seemed ready to fight at any moment soon relaxed his frown grinned and took a step back.

“Well it’s not wrong. “He wasted his youth because he was crazy about the sword.”

“…Isn’t it too bland of you to admit this old man?”

“What can I do if it’s not wrong?”

“Tsk.”

Jae-jae-jeong’s appetite was whetted by Ji-oe’s reaction.

Since he was someone who never avoided a fight he developed a strong desire to win and wanted to fight with him also known as Samgwang at least once.

However as I was able to ignore it like a snake it became boring for no reason.

Seeing this a strange look appeared in Meng Wuyak’s eyes.

‘He definitely belongs to the noble class among Samgwang.’

Jieu was just crazy about the sword but at least compared to the other two he was closer to the degree.

He never caused harm to anyone without any particular reason.

At that time Ji Oe turned his gaze to Mo Gyeong-un again and said.

“I thought I was alone but there were quite a few people with me.”

“Yes do you have anything else to talk about with me?”

“What else can I do? “Everyone in your group will know anyway so I’ll tell you straight.”

“Of course.”

Is there something you can’t hear?

Listening wasn’t difficult at all.

Then

-widely!

Ji Oe politely bowed to Mo Gyeong-un and said

“I would like to ask you a favor at the risk of being rude in the middle of the night. “Please fight swords with me.”

‘!?’

At those words the eyes of the subordinates Nie Chun and Meng Wuyue became sharp.

He suddenly came and asked the lord for a job so there was no way he would look nice.

In response Nie Chun stepped forward and spoke.

“My senior came to me suddenly and asked “What kind of disrespect is this to my lord?”

“Master? “I thought I heard something wrong earlier but it turns out that these people are all people who serve you.”

“no. now….”

-Sigh!

Nie Chun who felt displeased with his attitude of ignoring his words and only talking to his lord Mo Gyeong-un tried to protest but Mo Gyeong-un stopped him with a single wave of his hand.

When Nie Chun closed his mouth Mo Qingyun asked with an expressionless face.

“Is there any reason why I should fight swords with you?”

“No. However as a swordsman who pursues kendo how could I pass up the sword that transcends the wall and reaches the level of an intangible sword that can be called swordplay itself?”

‘!!!!!!!’

As soon as he finished saying those words Mo Gyeong-un’s subordinates were dumbfounded.

What did they hear now?

A landscape is often referred to as something that goes beyond a wall.

The state of Daejongsa that goes beyond the wall of the flower world is called Hyeongyeong (玄境).

Among the countless martial artists only a very small number within a generation were able to overcome the wall.

Even in the entire martial arts world there won’t be that many.

Among them those who possessed even more outstanding military talents surpassed the wall of the world of peace and reached a state called heaven.

But what does this mean?

‘You got over the wall of walls?’

Everyone assumed that only Six Heavens which is said to be the pinnacle of the current martial arts world had reached the level of Xuanjing but what exactly is the level above that?

There was no way that a great master of the level would say something like this out of thin air.

Then someone opened their mouth in an astonished voice.

“This can’t be right.”

The main character of that voice was none other than Guyangso the leader of the Eight Poisonous Masters who was wearing a human skin mask.

“Senior Ouyang?”

Ouyang Shao spoke in a trembling voice at Meng Wuyue’s call.

“…I’ve heard that.”

“What do you mean?”

“During the time of Gu Wulin there was a being who was called the best in the world by all people. “That being said there is a level beyond the wall.”

“There is a level beyond the walls of walls? “Does that mean that what you say is true?”

“I heard that enlightenment can only be achieved by crossing the boundary between life and death so it is called the life and death scene.”

‘Life and death?’

At these words everyone looked at Mo Kyung-un with wide eyes.

They were very surprised that they had already defeated Gu Cheon-mu a member of Six Heaven the head of Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge upon coming here.

But Mok Gyeong-un has even surpassed Hyeon-gyeong the realm of great masters and superhumans?

What on earth is going on?

Everyone was surprised but Mok Gyeong-un spoke in an annoyed voice.

“Is that the only reason you have to compete with me?”

“Not only. To me black life is everything.”

Ji-e-eul looked at Mok Gyeong-un intently and answered as if he was sincere.

Perhaps sensing his sincerity Mok Kyung-un opened his mouth with a somewhat annoyed expression.

“Well if that’s the case I can’t help it but since that’s not everything in life I don’t really feel the need to compete with them.”

‘!?’

Jieu’s expression hardened at the refusal without the slightest hesitation.

Deep down I thought that a swordsman who reached the level of Mok Gyeong-un would naturally be sincere when it comes to swords and that such a person would recognize his sincerity.

But he didn’t know that he would be rejected right away.

furthermore

‘The sword isn’t everything in life?’

How could such a person reach a level that surpasses Gu Tianmu’s kendo sword play?

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