Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 151

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Episode 151

“…It takes a long time.”

the procedure is original

“You have a lot of luggage.”

that’s kinda

Jinmu and Dang Se-ryeong looked at the skit in front of them with bewildered expressions.

“Black and white sasuk. If you go here, when will I see you again?”

The sight of the first disciples of Cheonryonggak embracing Unam and even shedding tears was pitiful no matter how you look at it.

The mark of Unam was determined by the decision of Punghwan.

It was understandable that it had been a long time since Kunlun had been at war with Madou for a long time, but the procedures were difficult and there were many greetings to share.

Well, since I won’t be able to see you for a long time, I’m worried.

However, Pyojuran is a way of training to gain enlightenment by wandering around the central plains, gaining experience, and self-mortification.

however.

“This is hunting tools, cooking utensils, various spices and…”

“Take these too. I don’t know if there’s something to do overnight.”

“Ouch, I almost forgot this.”

The elders handed over the items they had brought with them one by one, and Unam took care of them with care.

Let’s take that many things one by one. At first, it was just a small bag.

“It can’t be because it’s so small. Do you have any other fabric? I need a wider cloth to use as a furoshiki, so please bring it.”

It gets bigger.

“Sasuk Sasook. You should also bring a spare set of clothes.”

“…”

I’m really excited to see it.

What kind of clothes does this guru bring with him?

Eventually, Unam sees a disciple bringing even the bedding he was using.

Unam stuffed all of that into a bundle.

“Utcha will leave now.”

“okay. It is truly magnificent to see our priest leaving a long way.”

Unhae patted the shoulder of Unam, who was only young in his eyes.

“Come on, Jinmu Dojang. Hurry up and leave.”

After greeting everyone, Unam turns his head toward Jinmu and smiles.

“….”

Jinmu looks blankly at Unam.

“why?”

Why?

“Do you have any problem?”

Unam makes a puzzled expression.

It seemed that he did not understand his situation at all.

Along with a huge bundle on his back, two cloths the size of a person, divided in both hands, and a piece of luggage he had slid across the way.

“Haa…”

Was there a war somewhere?

Are you going to evacuate?

If you’re going to do this, why don’t you take Kunlun Mountain with you?

Irritability rises like a flood.

“Are you… going to take all of that?”

“Of course. Isn’t there a saying from ancient times that there is no end to suffering? I don’t know what might happen to this pungjin river.”

At Unam’s words, the elders nodded as if they were indeed right, and a sigh came out of their own accord.

Unam is so combative that his eyes go round when he sees the Demonic Cult.

And before that, no matter where you go and bandit, a guy strong enough to live for a few generations simply packs a lot of unnecessary things?

As a rule, the simpler the traveler’s luggage, the better.

It’s still a lump of baggage that I’ve been carrying at the request of Punghwan.

Jinmu furrowed his brow and approached him, accepting it as if taking away the burden he was carrying in both hands.

“uh?”

It sounds like an ‘uh’.

“Why do you need this?”

Jinmu first took the bedding out of the luggage and threw it away.

“Oh no, Jinmu Dojo. If the bed is cold and the boss eats horns.”

I lightly ignored the voices of concern raised by the first disciple and took out cooking utensils and various spice packages.

“What is this again? Where do you want to stay?”

“No that!”

Elders’ concerns.

“This and that and this.”

Seeing Jinmu randomly disposing of his luggage, the elders and disciples worried and sighed nonstop.

“Whew, that’s it.”

After removing all but one extra set of clothes, the cloth had become so dainty that it was comfortable to hold in one hand.

“Jimmu Dojo, no, if you remove all of these…”

“Exactly! As much as this! Enough.”

“No matter how…”

The elders protested, and Jinmu turned his head and glared at Punghwan.

No matter how many promises (?) he made, he desperately put his will in his eyes that he would never take him away if it was like this.

“Hum-hum, that’s enough.”

“Sasook!”

As if Punghwan turned away, the elders made resentful expressions.

It is doubtful whether the masters of Kunlun, who have spent every day fighting against the cruel Demonic Cult, are true.

Those who claim to be the guardians of the midfield raise their students under such overprotection.

“Let’s go!”

After a while, the burden that was reduced at best may increase.

Anyway, we got what we got from Kunlun, and now it’s time to go to Gansu Province.

Two thousand five hundred miles.

No matter how fast he ran, it would take ten days. Jinmu wanted to go together as soon as possible.

“Now wait a minute!”

“…?”

As Jinmu hurriedly prepared to leave, Unhae approached with a serious expression. what else are you going to put on?

“You have to do what you have to do.”

What are you doing?

Unhae and the elders exchanged glances and surrounded them as if they were gang-gangsullae.

ah i think i know what

If you take a position like this roughly.

“…the payroll law.”

I knew it.

They forgot that they were guru’s for a while because they were combative guys who battled with the Demonic Cult as if they were eating a meal.

Cast an incantation to ward off bad luck on your trip.

You were very bold when fighting the Demonic Cult and driving your disciples to death.

Even after the ceremony for a long time, it is not like sending a five-year-old child on a trip alone, and as if there are so many worries, Punghwan and the disciples of Cheonryonggak, who have come down to Yangfeng, are seeing them off with a sad expression.

I want to break up as soon as possible.

Thinking of wanting to get away from those people whose worries gnawed at them to the bone, Jinmu spent even more money to get a horse for Unam to ride.

It was quite a long way from Kunlun, located at the western end of the Qinghai Sea, to Gansu, so we had no choice but to ride a horse.

I don’t know if it’s short range, but it’s very inefficient to use light air at long range.

“Then go.”

“yes! Master!”

As Unam greeted his teacher and mounted the horse, the first disciples of Cheonryonggak all bowed down in unison.

stop. Tired of it now.

How many times do you say hello?

Whoever sees it will think they live without seeing it for the rest of their lives. Very.

“let’s go!”

Annoyed at not wanting to say hello again, Jinmu savagely hit the whip, and the three horses ran at Yangfeng’s Guandu at once.

The cool breeze passing by made the mental pain from the Kunryuns fade little by little, and the past events came to mind one by one.

A journey to find the second half of Yang’s Heart Gong, which began with the words of Ungong.

At first, the only purpose was to leave the shaman.

The next step is to learn the perfect double heart gong.

After becoming a shaman, the dream, which had been distant, was followed by Ungong’s words.

A copy of the Taegeuk in the second half of Yang Eui Heart Gong, whose existence was not certain.

However, it actually existed, and luckily got the Taiji Yogyeol, the core of the second half, in Qingseong and Kunlun.

Looking back, I wondered if there really was such a thing as a relationship.

It was fortunate that Fenghuan knew about Kunlun’s fate, but it was just a coincidence in Qingcheng.

What if you hadn’t met Baek Pyo at Dong Dong Lake? What if you hadn’t brought Baek-pyo to Baek-jiajang? What if you didn’t get bloodless there? What if Dang Selyeong hadn’t guessed that it was the key?

Obtaining Taegeuk Yogyeol in Cheongseong is something that I would never have dreamed of.

As if by coincidence or inevitability, Yang’s Heart Gong strangely came smoothly into Jinmu’s hands.

They say that there are 1,000 Jinsa people.

As I worked hard to live this life again, there was no doubt that heaven was helping me.

First of all, is it Taegeuk Yogyeol? I thought so, but I was rather fortunate.

I don’t know how they know the history, but when I met a man named Daerang, he told me to come up with Taegeuk Yogyeol, not Yang Eui-simgong.

It wasn’t that he was aiming for the Good Heart Gong.

If I had only tried to get the Sheep Heart Gong, it would have been much faster to attack the shaman.

It would have been easy to defeat the powerless shaman with the skills of Daerang and his subordinates, who were comparable to the seven stars of political affairs.

Anyway, now that I have obtained Taegeuk Yogyeol, I have more time to spare.

It doesn’t matter if they are aiming for the rest of the pieces remaining in the cavity and the volcano, that is, the first half of the Jubon, and get it before Jinmu.

If you can’t get it, you just need to learn the first half of the spirit gong of goodwill left in the shaman.

There is no way that Jinmu, the shaman prosecutor, will not give it to him when he is begging.

Would I rather go back to being a shaman?

no. that’s a last resort

get what you want yourself

It won’t be too late to decide after looking around the cavity and the volcano.

But what kind of organization is the people called ‘Gung’, in which a person named Daerang is a member?

For what purpose did he seek Taiji Yao-gyeol, and for what purpose did he create a false image of Gu Ya-ja to fight the Demonic Cult and Kunlun?

Like he created Sapaecheon, is he trying to create another force by causing chaos in Moorim and taking advantage of that gap?

Neither is that.

Then there is no need to hide and move secretly.

It must have some purpose.

“What am I really worried about?”

After thinking for a while, Jinmu smiled.

Thinking about it over and over again only made my head more complicated.

It doesn’t matter what they do. Jinmu’s dream had already grown big like the grass that survived the rainy season.

They’re the ones who will all kneel under your feet anyway.

Once you get Yang’s Heart Gong, then learn Mukryonghonwon Gong again to regain your past powers.

What if, really, if you realize the meaning of Taegeuk Yogyeol and unite the seonki (仙氣) nestled within your body and the morale (邪氣) of Mukryonghonwongong?

It is the birth of an absolute, unprecedented in the history of the old and new.

He is twenty this year.

Assuming you live until you paint the walls with shit, you have a lot of years left to shine.

Even if he was covered in someone else’s body due to the goddamn guardian’s sorcery, he might enjoy eternal life if the aura of the herb of immortality remained.

Anyway, he takes over the political affairs alliance, puts Sapaecheon back in his hands, and even swallows up the Demonic Bridge.

If the people called the palace gain power with a new force, even them.

And one day standing at the emperor’s bedside…

Hehehe. Just thinking about it made me feel better.

“Jimmu Dojo! Jinmu Dojo!”

“hey!”

“…uh?”

While I was fantasizing about it for a while, Unam and Dang Se-ryeong were singing Jinmu several times.

“What are you thinking so hard about? You don’t answer when I call you?”

did you?

I feel so good.

“why?”

“You got me all over. When are you going to rest?”

When I turned my head at Dang Se-ryeong’s annoyed words, the sun was disappearing over Seosan, casting a red light.

Is that how you feel? It is a landscape that will inevitably arouse admiration.

“ah!”

“You are saying the same thing. When are you going to rest!”

Dang Se-ryeong glared at Jinmu with irritated eyes.

This bastard girl is not cheap anyway.

If it’s not Chuhyanggo that Dang Se-ryeong ate, I’ll take it off right away… oh wait!

Chuhyanggo?

Wasn’t that something that could be burned by injecting it into the body?

Jinmu looked at Dang Se-ryeong as if he had suddenly realized.

Mistress, why didn’t you realize it when you healed me before?

okay! Is it okay to burn it?

It’s Manrichujonghyang, it must be hard because I ate too much. What if I burn the Chuhyanggo in my body?

Hehehe I can’t believe I’m thinking of that easy way now!

“Why split? When are you going to rest!”

Dang Se-ryeong nervously glared at him.

How about these, how about those?

My head is already full of pleasant thoughts, so what if you glared at me?

My eyes are not cold, but I will endure it for today.

“Let’s rest, rest. Let’s stay overnight over there.”

Jinmu smiled with an understanding expression and pointed at the base of the desolate rock.

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The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Wandering Warrior of Wudang, Path of The Shaman
Score 8
Status: Completed
If the Grim Reaper calls your name three times, you will be taken to the underworld. “Hyeokyeon Mugang.” “Hyeokyeon Mugang.” “Hyeokyeon Mu…” You little shit! I want to live longer! Get out of here! I desperately swallowed the Herb of Immortality, and to my surprise, I actually lived! When I finally opened my eyes, thinking it was all a dream… I was surrounded by a bunch of old guys?! I asked where am, and—the Shamans’ Mountain?!!!!!!!! Somehow, I possessed the body of a pitiful errand boy… this is nuts! I… I am… I am the strongest of the strong, the head of the Sa Clan, Hyeokyeon Mugang!!! Why am I now part of a clan of Shamans?! Well, since I’m here, I might as well become the best disciple I can. The trashy master’s ruthless, no-holds-barred, immortal martial arts story “Path of the Shaman” begins!

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