< Episode 32: The Last Gate (1) >
I wasn’t even conscious of it but my fingertips were touching.
“It’s slow.”
-Gurgling!
At Mokyungun’s words a drop of cold sweat rolled down Moharang’s fair cheek.
It felt like my neck would be pierced if I moved even a little.
She was inwardly embarrassed.
Although he acknowledged that Mok Gyeong-un had a strange power that was different from others he did not consider it to be an advantage in martial arts.
But what is this?
‘…It’s changed.’
What on earth happened in one day?
In the first place it is impossible to judge the inaction of Mok-gyeong-un by feeling so even if we leave that out of the question what on earth is going on?
The sharp energy coming from the fingertips of the sword was close to the feeling experienced by masters who had reached the level of ascension.
‘I don’t feel like this father…’
It was similar to what I felt from the Ark in Mowhwabang.
The Ark of Mohwabang the only transcendent expert she could compete with.
That feeling came from Mok Kyung-un.
‘no. ‘It can’t be.’
Moharang denied this for a moment.
No matter how talented a person was it was not an easy task to reach the pinnacle at just seventeen or eighteen.
Even if she achieved enlightenment how could it be in one day?
‘ah!’
Could it be because you ate it?
Heaven and Earth Dan (天地丹).
It was created with the vision of the Heaven and Earth Association and was said to be a medicine that could provide 10 to 15 years of strength just by taking one pill.
10 to 15 years was a gap that could never be resolved.
‘….Can this make a difference to this extent?’
Moharang continues to be confused.
Seeing her like that her neck Kyung-un was secretly satisfied.
Due to the multiple overlapping factors in the report we have entered the realm of the peak but we have not yet been able to clearly determine to what extent this is the case.
So I decided to check how much I had improved after sparring with Moharang whom I had competed with once.
‘It’s okay.’
As Cheongryeong said the gap became clear.
I now understand what they said when they said that transcendental perfection and peak mastery are incomparable areas.
Her every move was clearly visible unlike last time.
-There is still a long way to go. rebirth.
At that time Cheongnyeong’s voice rang in my ears.
-Although it is said to have been removed from the top there is a clear difference between the beginning and the mature stage from the peak area. There is still a long way to go.
‘…That’s how it should be.’
Of course she had no intention of letting down her guard.
The level of revenge was not yet satisfactory as the target of revenge might be an unrivaled expert who is close to the flower world in the extreme drama.
But apart from this other feelings arose.
Mok Gyeong-un considered martial arts and swordsmanship to be nothing more than tools for revenge.
However as I reached a higher level I became interested in this martial art.
How much stronger can you become without martial arts?
‘I want to taste more… more.’
It was a pure feeling that I hadn’t had in a long time.
While doing so Moharang spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
“…Have you ever taken Cheonjidan?”
“iced coffee. “That’s it.”
Mok Gyeong-un took out what looked like a small lucky bag from his chest and showed it to me.
Inside was the altar of heaven and earth.
Cheongryeong hated calling it Cheonjidan.
She said she had a monthly list in front of her.
“I haven’t eaten yet.”
“yes?”
Mo Harang must have been surprised at Mo Kyung-un’s words and frowned looking at her lucky bag.
Of course she assumed that Mok Kyung-un would have taken this.
She said she didn’t even eat it but she became this strong in a short period of time?
‘…Is it a monster?’
She thought that she would never be defeated by martial arts but for some reason she felt confused.
Can we really escape from the hands of this devil?
* * *
Around noon the next day.
Several chairs were placed around the platform in the square behind Sihyeolgok’s lodgings and guests from the inner city were arriving one by one.
A strange look appeared in the eyes of Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom who was standing on the podium.
It was because an unexpected person appeared.
‘Cancer?’
A middle-aged man with a short build and a sharp look.
He was puzzled by the face he was seeing for the first time but when he heard its identity he couldn’t help but be surprised.
As expected King Amjong was a great man who had never participated in a coronation ceremony before.
He was a very secretive person including the position he held and the rumors I heard were also full of unusual things so I was curious.
But
‘…It’s better than I expected.’
He tried to get a glimpse of the level by feeling his energy but it was difficult for him to get a good idea.
This means that Amjongju’s inaction may be almost equal to or even better than his own.
If this were true it was quite surprising.
In the past few days Lee Ji-yeom had achieved enlightenment through the vision given by Mok Gyeong-un and had advanced further in his martial arts skills.
But if it’s at a level he can’t understand…
-Tiing!
At that time the sound of strings resonated in my eardrums.
At this sound the eyes of those who arrived first turned to the road leading into the square.
There I saw a beautiful woman lying down in a seductive posture while riding the Sain Bridge.
She was a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties or early thirties and the aura she gave off was unusual.
-Tiing!
As the sound of the strings rang again an executive sitting in a chair shook his head.
The executive was none other than Won Byeong-hak King of the Power of Power a member of King Oh.
‘Here we go again.’
She was truly an unpredictable woman.
If it weren’t for her unruly personality she would have risen to the position of the fourth head of the clan but she was so out of control that she was given the position of head of the grain and was unable to enter the inner city.
With her skills alone she would be able to run the race or even more.
-Tiing!
“Sigh.”
At the sound of the strings ringing once more several of the red-belted warriors around frowned.
This was because of the energy that was added to the sound every time the string was plucked.
She was able to put energy into sound and was the master of choeumgok (招音谷主).
Poetry Hyeolgok Joo Ji-Yeom clicked her tongue inside her.
‘I can’t believe she even came.’
Unlike her carcinoma Lee Ji-yeom knew her well.
Throughout Jeongsa there were people in martial arts who had a unique lineage of martial arts and one of them was Eum Gong (音功).
In fact in the central martial arts world there were only three people who could properly use Yin Gong and Hang Yeo-ryang Cho-eum Gok-ju was one of them.
-Tiing!
Choeum Gokju Hang Yeoliang lying in a seductive posture on Sain Bridge plucked the strings of the pipa with her fingers.
Then the wave spreading through the sound a little while ago grew bigger.
Because of this
“Ugh.”
Among the warriors of the Red Belt those with somewhat weaker internal strength could not stand it and covered their ears.
‘It’s still the same.’
It was truly in bad taste.
In this way she would suddenly throw notes on the strings of the pipa and embarrass those around her.
The good vice-president couldn’t bear to see this and gave him a strong warning.
Of course she must have listened to the warning and continued with this bad taste.
‘Whoa.’
In any case Lee Ji-yeom seemed to think he couldn’t just leave her alone so he took control of her and spoke loudly.
“It’s been a while. Choeumgokju.”
-Gokju~ Gokju~ Gokju~
A voice that resonates throughout the square like an echo.
The majestic spirit contained in the voice made the eyes of Hang Yeo-ryang who was lying seductively brighten.
No the same was true for the executives who arrived first.
With this one greeting they were able to guess that Lee Ji-yeom’s inner strength was deeper than before.
Of course it was the same for Hang Yeo-ryang.
She opened her mouth as if she was surprised.
“In the time we haven’t seen each other your skills in Sihyeolgokju have deepened.”
“Is that possible?”
“You have too much humility.”
“It’s not humility. Rather as I listen to the beautiful sound of the pipa strings I can feel that the power of Choeumgokju is deepening day by day. “I think even I would be seething from the power of the sound.”
“Hehehe. Is that so?”
She said it back but her true meaning was simple.
People around you may suffer internal injuries so use moderate force on the string and stop.
This is what it meant.
She also understood this right away
-Tiing!
“I think I should sing a proper song to the owner as an apology.”
‘This woman is really…’
It was so embarrassing.
She sent out her letter requesting that she attend as was customary but she naturally assumed that due to her personality she would not come.
However she appeared suddenly and behaved as she wanted as was her characteristic personality so it was quite troublesome.
Lee Ji-yeom looked to Byeokryeok Kwon Won Byeong-hak one of her five kings to ask for her help.
It was a request for a person with a high position to step forward.
however
‘!?’
Won Byeong-hak was seen sitting still turning his head and looking the other way.
No matter how self-indulgent she is it would still be difficult for her to ignore it if her upper-ranking officer a member of the Five Kings steps forward and warns her.
But I couldn’t figure out why he was doing that.
‘I’m sorry. ‘Sihyeolgokju.’
In fact it was her doctor who met her beforehand and heard her assurances not to disturb her unprotected child.
He couldn’t bear to come forward because there was something to exchange between them.
She was so self-indulgent that it made her uncomfortable because she would be in trouble if she even targeted the child of her secret family whom she had set her sights on.
-Sigh!
I don’t know why but since Won Byeong-hak the King of Violent Power did not come forward I looked at Am Jong-ju a member of the Samjongju who was one level higher than me.
However Amjongju just covered his mouth with his hand and laughed like a woman.
He didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving.
‘There’s nothing we can do.’
Lee Ji-yeom clicked her tongue inside her.
Now that things were like this it seemed like she had no choice but to come out strong even if it made her uncomfortable.
Then towards her plucking the strings of her lute…
“Hang Gokju. “Enough of that.”
Then I heard someone’s voice.
At this the woman who was playing her lute frowned and turned her head.
The person standing there is none other than
‘King of Myeongdo?’
Son Yun the king of Myeongdo one of her five kings was standing with his large figure on her shoulder looking at her with his grim expression.
He was bigger than an average person and covered in scars so his intimidation was far greater than that of anyone else present.
“King Myeongdo….. has come too.”
Cho-eum-gokju Hang Yeo-ryang stopped playing the lute and gave a four-kwon jiree.
Lee Ji-yeom secretly welcomed the appearance of Son Yoon.
Among the five kings Son Yun was renowned for being very strong.
He hates crossing lines and is clear about his likes and dislikes and has clashed with the unruly Hang Yeoliang several times in the past.
There was also a rumor about her that she almost lost her head because of the attitude of King Son Yun of Mingdo.
In a way it could be said that he was a natural enemy for Hang Yeoliang.
“Have I come to a place I can’t come to?”
“No that can’t be possible.”
“If you do it do it in moderation and sit down. “Isn’t it because of you that Sihyeolgokju can’t proceed to the final gate?”
Hearing his sharp tone Hang Yeoliang’s eyes became sharp.
Apparently the rumor that they were not on good terms with each other was correct.
The atmosphere became quite cold.
It was almost a close call.
At that time Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom intervened between the two people and said taking the sword.
“It is an honor that King Myeongdo is here to observe.”
The heavy atmosphere was relieved for a moment.
Son Yun the King of Ming Province who was staring at her turned her head relaxed her frown and spoke.
“Sihyeolgokju. “It’s been a while.”
“It’s been a while. “I didn’t know that King Myeongdo would also come to the coronation ceremony.”
The reason Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom spoke like this was simple.
Son Yun the King of Myeongdo already had outstanding disciples.
In particular in the case of his great disciple Woo Ho-rang his talent was so outstanding that he was counted among the top five in the Cheonjihoe.
However I couldn’t help but wonder when he participated in the closing ceremony.
“There’s a reason for that.”
“What if that’s the reason?”
Hearing Lee Ji-yeom’s words Myeongdo King Son Yun turned his head and looked at one of the six boys standing in the square.
That someone was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.
[what? Who did you lose to?]
He had not been scheduled to come here until just the day before.
However his thoughts changed when he heard that his youngest student Yeop Wiseon had suffered a major accident and was defeated by someone else.
‘under….’
Just a short time ago it was only a third-rate pine tree.
He reached the pinnacle and defeated Ye Wei-shen who had learned martial arts from him?
He couldn’t help but come here.
< Episode 32: The Last Gate (1) > end
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