Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 137

Episode 137

Jinmu jumped up from his seat in surprise.

“Do you know Master Cheungmu?”

“huh? Do you know?”

“…”

“It’s a rare thing. I heard that he is not well known even among shamans… But since he is a shaman, he might know about the hidden history.”

My heart was pounding and I was out of breath.

What if he knows?

It occurred to me that it might give a clue to finding the pieces.

“Sajo. Tell me in detail…”

Poonghwan murmured, recalling an old memory, even though Jinmu was puzzled by what he said with an excited expression on his face.

“At the time of seeing it, my ancestors also heard about it through the elders of the previous generation. I mean, Cheongmu was the strongest master shaman produced.”

Jinmu held his breath and listened to his words.

“I thought you were a very poor person. I haven’t heard how he died, but at that time, the second half of Yang’s Heart Gong, which represented the shaman, was divided into four, and part of it was passed down to our Kunlun.”

I salivate from the tension.

Know. It is clear that Fenghuan knows something.

So what? What do you know?

“Come to think of it, what was that phrase…”

“…!”

what? do you know the sentence?

In an instant, goose bumps ran through his body.

I was looking for a clue, but it was a pumpkin with vines?

“I don’t remember very well. In any case, if he had been alive, the shaman would not have been so easily defeated by the Sapaecheonju.”

hey this just tell me the point

I don’t want to hear useless comments.

It was a jinmu that I wanted to grab at least by the collar, search my memory, and spit it out. Sweat dripped from his clenched fists.

“Damn Revolutionary Armed Forces. If he hadn’t died, I would have killed him with one shot.”

Was it because of the lumps that remained?

A faint anger began to grow in the eyes of the wind fan.

“Seventeen years ago…”

Holy shit, why do you keep saying things out of the way?

yes i need a drink There is nothing like this when you find the truth through stories like this from ancient times.

Jinmu hurriedly grabbed a bottle of wine next to him and tried to refill Poonghwan’s glass.

however.

“I have to help the shaman.”

uh?

Suddenly, a strange energy began to emanate from Feng-Hwan’s body.

Now hold on. Hey what’s up again?

Now is not the time for you to do that. Is it a very important moment?

And the blazing eyes of the wind fan stared straight at Jinmu.

be used to. those eyes.

And what follows is clear.

“How did you…”

Oh fuck.

At least in this moment.

“You bastards of Hyukryeonmugang are here to take down the shaman and take down this Kunlun!”

A lifelike energy poured out from Punghwan’s body and hit Jinmu.

Shit!

It’s been quiet for ten days, so why the fuck again?

“Master!”

Unam, noticing his change, stopped eating meat and hurriedly stood in front of Jinmu.

“Avoid! Jinmu!”

Out of urgency, Unam’s words became shorter again.

“this guy! How can you stop it! Get out of the way! He attacked the shaman, and now he’s even aiming for Gonryun!”

The most expected reaction came out.

“die. this guy!”

everything is ruined

Because of this old man, Dojin, who is sick.

Again, one of the disciples of Cheonryonggak ran to Kunlun’s Ungung, and Jinmu unfolded his face to face the tension of the Eight Eight Eclipses of the Undragon pouring down like a great sea.

bang! Kwak!

* * *

My body was in a mess.

After the incident of Hanseolgok, Jinmu stopped visiting Hyeoncheongwan.

no i didn’t have to find it.

Because the Gugyeol of the second half that remained in Kunlun was elsewhere.

Jin-ryong wind.

That’s it. he knows

Jinmu looked at the disciples of Kunlun who were training at the Cheonryonggak Tuseon Field while taking care of Nae Sang.

Unam, who had been following Jinmu, was helping the disciples of Cheonryonggak train for a long time.

“Look.”

“….”

Punghwan approached, feeling sorry for what he had done when he lost his temper.

“I’m sorry.”

the same apple. But now it’s okay.

I passed the risk of dying once again, but it doesn’t matter. He’s the target now.

It is clear that he knows the structure of the second half. If I couldn’t remember, I had to beat my brain to get it through his mouth.

Before that, I had to overcome him who would lose his mind whenever the story of the shaman came out.

It was impossible to rely on Taeheo Doryongjin, which was jointly developed by Kunlun masters and elders.

“Look.”

“it’s okay. Master Sajo.”

“uh?”

“Isn’t it because of the disease? it’s okay.”

Yes, because of the disease.

Everyone gets old. And when you get old, various diseases that people can’t prevent come.

don’t blame it This is because birth, old age and sickness are the laws of nature.

“…Oh, I’m so sorry. I have no face to see you. Why do I keep mistaking you for that wicked bastard?”

Punghwan reproached himself and then retreated to his place of despair, but now he was no longer shaken by the evil words.

My current concern was what to do.

What should I do? How can I get past him?

Jinmu himself must wake up his spirit. I had to get over him without anyone’s help.

That way I could ask him without being interrupted.

that fight. his movements.

Jinmu recalled Punghwan’s movements through two fights.

Eightfold Dragon Dragon. He only used it.

However, because the realm of wind fantasy was high, and the Eightfold Eclipse of the Cloud Serpent itself was an outstanding martial art, its movement could not be accurately recalled.

Of course, I couldn’t think of a way to destroy it.

I should have looked more closely.

But I couldn’t fight him again.

If you do it wrong, it can really go to the goal. Even in Hanseolgok, if Jang Moon-in and the elders had arrived a little late, wouldn’t their heads have been blown off?

Then how… Ah!

there is.

The one who uses the Eightfold Eclipse of the Cloud Serpent in the same way as him.

Punghwan’s disciple Unam.

The realm may be different from that of Punghwan, but since the method of unfolding itself is the same, it would be possible to examine and study through him.

“Unam Dojo!”

“yes?”

When Jinmu suddenly called, Unam turned around with a puzzled expression.

“Let’s do some sparring.”

“yes? Is that true?”

Unam, who smiled broadly without even dreaming of the fact that he was being used, shakes his head.

“It’s nice, but didn’t you get an internal injury?”

Are you worried about me?

You have a big dream, you tool guy.

you are bloodless It’s just a key to get a piece that’s been sleeping in Kunlun.

“This is enough!”

Jinmu confidently punched his chest, but Unam couldn’t help but look worried.

“Come on, let’s begin.”

When Jinmu stepped out to the Tuseon field, Unam tilted his head, but couldn’t hide his sense of triumph, fixed his posture, and the guru of Cheonryonggak surrounded him, swallowing dry saliva.

like that.

A long unending battle began to unfold.

* * *

Boom! Kwak! bang!

A raging roar echoed through Kunlun’s conduit.

Now, such sounds and appearances were becoming part of Cheonryonggak’s daily life.

The sword dance of Jinmu and Unam was known to all of Kunlun’s disciples, and now even Jangmunin and elders went to watch it.

“Hehe, how can you be so enthusiastic?”

Looking at the two through the window at Cheonryonggak, Punghwan was only proud of his pupil and Jinmu.

It was after another ten days had passed since the Hanseolgok incident.

Punghwan watched the two dances more than a hundred times.

The result is Unam’s defeat.

At first, it ended with Jinmu’s victory in an instant, but now Unam is holding up quite well.

It was the result of Unam’s excellent material and persistent fighting spirit.

It was only ten days, but his martial arts were developing day by day due to his fight with Jinmu, who was much more advanced.

A sword dance with a master with a completely different martial art.

It was like a surprise.

It’s not a life-and-death struggle, so they compete with each other’s martial arts and find a way to make up for their own shortcomings.

Rather, it would be much more helpful than Punghwan taught.

Unam’s Unam’s Eightfold Movement of Cloud Serpents became faster and more nimble, and the momentum was also changing sharply.

Of course, no one noticed that this was Jinmu’s intention.

Even the windmill was the same.

Everything was flowing in the direction Jinmu wanted.

Unam induced the Eightfold Eclipse of the Cloud Dragon from start to finish and pushed him to do his best.

I didn’t expect his progress, but it improved and it got better.

He varied his attack in different ways day by day.

Punghwan had seen it over a hundred times, but in reality their dance had reached over two hundred times.

In the meantime, Unam unleashed all the folly and depredations of the Eight Siks of the Undragon and attacked Jinmu by giving changes to the internal air management.

And Jinmu.

‘see. see!’

At some point, joy comes.

Kunlun’s Eightfold Eclipse of the Cloud Serpent was pictured in his mind.

non-class?

I didn’t even need to see anything like that.

A young cloud dragon alive right in front of you is fluttering lively, so what’s the use of all the ranks?

When I closed my eyes, I could see all of Unam’s movements drawn.

Every change in form was anticipated and how it would react was predicted.

Jinmu studied and studied the Eight Eight Ceremonies of the Undragon while changing the head of the myeon.

Perfect until you’re sure.

Jinmu was fighting while drawing a wind ring from Unam.

Zuririt!

Unam, drenched in sweat, unfolds the fourth Cloud Dragon’s Three Strings of the Cloud Dragon Eight Eclipses.

Under the nose, in the middle of the chest, in the middle of the chest, under the belly button.

It is a place where everyone belongs to fatal bloodletting.

This is tantamount to proving that Kunlun’s martial arts have become practical in the fight against the Demonic Cult.

And the moment those three remnants are created.

It’s here.

Here is the attacking point.

The only herbivore in the Eight Eclipses of the Cloud Serpent that contains change rather than concentration.

Because of that, the original power is scattered.

I’ve already experienced it several times.

The attack was three, but in the end, the source was one.

the rest is crap. Only one was a true attack.

Among the remnants he was familiar with, Jinmu chose the clearest and most powerful one.

The place I always aim for is different, but now the weight of my chest.

should not collide If it wasn’t Unam, it was a wind ring, and its power would be beyond imagination.

Whirik!

Jinmu jumped toward Unryong Samhyeon. Then, he twisted his arm through the taijiquan jianzhen and made a small circle.

Tung!

The direction in which the tension is stretched has shifted. And at the same time, the chest opens.

Unam couldn’t help but be embarrassed, but couldn’t counterattack.

One of Jinmu’s feet had already dug in between his crotch.

“this!”

Unam spits out bewilderment.

Jinmu’s elbows are simply pulled and stretched toward Unam’s chest.

Didn’t put too much power.

All of the attacks of the Eight Eclipses of the Cloud Serpent, as I have carefully examined them, have come from the power that arises from the chest.

Although the internal energy originating from Danjeon is spreading to the Sajibaekhae, the movement of the Unryong began to change there.

It cuts off the flow by giving a shock there.

Tung!

A little Seongi cut off the flow of Unam’s internal force and shook the inside of his body.

“Kuk!”

Unam collapsed with a short scream.

The two hundred and twenty-second dance.

Jinmu’s victory.

“Whoa…”

Jinmu held out his hand to Unam with a hearty smile.

“Heh heh heh heh. Jinmu is really great.”

Unam smiles brightly and babbles.

You must be saying, ‘Jinmu Dojang is really amazing.’ Now you know what I mean.

Even though he lost, Unam was feeling refreshed.

Originally so.

Exercising is hard, but the pleasure that comes from a short break after exhausting all the strength of the body.

Of course, not everyone feels it, but Unam was fully enjoying the honey-like excitement.

“Recover your luck again.”

He is truly a tireless guy.

But Jinmu shook his head.

“The sparring is over.”

“yes?”

Unam put on a sullen expression as if he was puzzled, but Jinmu just smiled.

The preparations were finally over.

Destroyed all of Kunlun’s Eight Dragons.

What’s left.

Jinmu turned his head and looked at the Cheonryong Pavilion.

He looked out the window and saw him smiling happily.

I will cross over you.

And you will definitely get the second piece of the second half of the Sheep Heart Gong.