< Episode 97: Seventh Sky (2) >
-Chiii!
Every time Mo Kyung-un’s sword touched he was overcome with searing pain but Gu Cheon-mu the chieftain did not let out a single groan or sign of pain.
“Whoa.”
All I had to do was control my breathing.
Of course it was because of my patience but it was also because of respect.
He was a member of the Six Heavens said to be the pinnacle of the current martial arts world and it was difficult for him to show his true colors in front of his children.
Seeing him like that the second child Gu Woong-seong inwardly clicked his tongue.
When his arm was grabbed he couldn’t bear the pain and screamed.
But while he thought it was amazing to see his father’s expression not changing at all he also felt even more sorry.
‘…If I hadn’t coveted that bead wouldn’t this have happened?’
okay.
He might not have been there.
So he felt even more guilty.
What made him even more heartbreaking was that none of his brothers including his father blamed him.
Even the youngest Goo Yeon-woo the half-brother who bullied him so much.
After his mother died his stepmother’s son-in-law was the target of resentment and bullying.
A guy like that bowed his head for himself.
Even my older brother who seemed to have been stabbed in the back by me.
-Gruck!
Second Gu Woong-seong’s red eyes caused a single tear to flow down his cheek.
Although he was not conscious of it Mok Kyung-un was watching him closely.
Because he was loyal to Zhang Zhou Gucheonmu and Yeonggeom Sanjang this was the end of it but he continued to create annoying situations so he had the intention of killing him if he had to.
However he felt puzzled by the noticeable change in his eyes and attitude.
-That’s what a human being is.
Cheongnyeong’s voice rang in Mok Gyeong-un’s ears.
To this Mok Gyeong-un responded with a Jeon-eum.
-What do you mean?
-What do you think makes humans different from animals?
-Isn’t there a difference between using tools and thinking?
He was the one who answered the very crucial difference.
Cheongnyeong clicked his tongue and said.
-…Of course there is something like that. One thing is that humans change.
-Change…?
-okay.
-Sentient beings Because you don’t trust anyone you seem to think that humans are inherently unchanging but humans change as they go through many things. For example the feeling of regret might also fall into that category.
-regret? Isn’t that also a type of learning?
-Do not regard all emotions as merely rational. Emotions are the realm of emotions.
-If that’s the case then yes.
Mok Kyung-un smiled and answered.
Seeing him like that Cheongnyeong muttered softly.
-And you are changing too.
-yes?
-no.
-I’m sure you said something.
-No I did!
Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders at her resolute cry.
No matter how much he muttered there was no way he could not understand the words ringing in his ears.
‘It’s changing…’
I don’t know what makes you say that.
He still seems to be the same.
-Chiiiiii!
Mok Gyeong-un who had successfully completed the Three Wonders removed his hand from the wound on Zhang Jugu Cheonmu’s severed right arm.
“Let’s move.”
Hearing these words from Neck Cultivation Zhang Zhou Guqianmu carefully moved his arm.
-Sigh!
‘iced coffee!’
Gu Tianmu’s eyes trembled.
He only moved a little but feeling returned to his arm which had been full of emptiness just a moment ago.
It was truly elaborate.
He had already seen the second nine Woongseong’s arms being connected so he was no longer surprised but he couldn’t help but feel excited when the arms moved.
In response Gu Tianmu the chieftain knelt down on one knee to Mo Qingyun put his hands together and said politely.
“The subjects of Lu Gu express their gratitude for the Duke of Zhou’s generous grace.”
-Park!
“Our brothers are thankful too!”
Following him the eldest owner Gu Woong-hwang the second Gu Woong-seong and the third youngest Gu Yeon-woo also knelt down on one knee and paid respects.
No matter the process he felt grateful just to have his father and brother’s severed arms reattached.
Mok Gyeong-un said waving his hand lightly as if he was annoyed by them.
“Of course we have to do this. Okay so everyone please stand up…”
-Okay!
-Changerang!
At that time the leather sheath was torn and the sword one of Mokgyeongun’s magic swords fell to the floor.
It was made to function as a scabbard but it seemed to be unable to withstand the sharpness of the sword and eventually tore apart.
At that time Zhou Gu Tianmu who discovered this opened his mouth in surprise.
“Jukong. “Isn’t that an evil sword?”
“Maybe it’s because I’m a sword master so they recognize me right away. “There are people who feel the magic of a sword but Jangju is the first to immediately understand what a sword is.”
There were very few people who could immediately recognize what kind of sword it was when they saw it unless they had extensive knowledge about swords.
In that regard I couldn’t help but feel puzzled as I recognized the name of the sword at a glance.
however
“How could you not know? The sword was made by Gu Yaja the ancestor of the family. His descendants Sokha cannot fail to notice this.”
‘!?’
Old palm tree (歐冶子).
He is a person from the Yue Dynasty during the Spring and Autumn Period and is said to be the best craftsman.
Each of the swords he made has gained fame and is called a timeless masterpiece.
A strange look appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.
I heard that he was called a swordsmith so much so that there was a theory that he was a descendant of Gu Yaja but that was not a theory but a fact.
* * *
A forest about 30 ri away from Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge.
There a group of warriors who looked exhausted were panting and trying to catch their breath.
A symbol symbolizing blindness to justice was drawn on their uniforms.
“Whoa…Whoa….”
Among these exhausted people there was someone who was catching his breath more slowly than them but it was Mo Yong-hak the eldest son of the Mo Yong family.
Why is even he the leader of the warriors of the Justice League so exhausted?
Moyonghak raised his head and looked up the tree.
‘Why on earth are you doing that?’
In fact he didn’t know the reason either.
Just because of this one word about having to hurry I had to do my best without resting as soon as I left Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge.
Thanks to this even though he had relatively strong internal skills he was bound to get tired.
Meanwhile someone landed in front of him.
-widely!
He was the prime minister of the Hangshan faction.
She said exhaling her relief as she came down to her elegant credulity.
“Amitabha Buddha. Fortunately there doesn’t seem to be any tracking.”
Mo Yong-hak asked as if he didn’t understand what she said.
“What do you mean by tracking? situation. “Are you afraid that that monster might have tracked us down?”
“Yes.”
“yes?”
I couldn’t believe it but was that really why I launched a light attack as soon as I left Yeonggeom Lodge?
“situation. “But didn’t he say this with his own mouth?”
[Justice blind? iced coffee. I think I’ve heard of it. It is said that they are the force that divides the current martial arts world together with the Cheonjihoe and the Four Leagues.]
[Amitabha Buddha. Yes.]
[From the way you look at me you seem to be quite worried. Monk.]
[…no. dole. How could a poor monk do that? Rather I am grateful that Namgung-se who was a misfortune of his father solved the real culprit of the tragedy.]
[It wasn’t specifically for the sake of justice blindness but I don’t think there will be any particular blushing since it was helpful in that regard.]
[….]
Jeongmyeong also remembered his last words.
He wasn’t talking about anything in particular.
It clearly meant that we should not create issues that pit us against each other.
From their point of view they didn’t necessarily want to make him an enemy so it wouldn’t be a bad thing if the other person came forward like this first.
It was Mo Yong-hak who accepted this as is.
I thought that the other party would not want to deal with a huge organization called Justice Blind anyway.
However the Jeongmyeong situation did not listen to this directly.
“dole. “Does it sound like you’re just trying to be friendly by not making your face blush?”
“…Are you saying it has a different meaning?”
“To the poor monk’s ears it sounded like he could handle it even if something made him blush.”
“yes?”
“I didn’t tell you because there were many ears and eyes to see but this is not something that can be taken lightly in the present martial arts world.”
“Is it because a new powerhouse has appeared?”
“It’s not just a new powerhouse. As the Moyong donor probably knew he will soon be called the Seventh Heaven by the martial arts people.”
Mo Yong-hak couldn’t help but feel a little excited at those words.
“This seventh heaven? Does that mean it will become seven heavens?”
“…It’s not going to happen but if this incident spreads he will be established in a new sky.”
He overthrew the Hundred Eight Arhats of Shaolin known as the birthplace of King Jeongjong’s martial arts in a single advance and Gucheonmu Jangju of Yeonggeomsan Mountain the six highest peaks of the current martial arts admitted defeat without even fighting and even swore allegiance at the sword mark on the cliff.
With just these two actions alone he was already writing a legend for more than six thousand other people.
What she was worried about was not the emergence of this new powerhouse.
“A master who has reached the level of a great master falls under the wing of someone stronger than him. “That alone has already upset the balance of power.”
“ah!”
It was only then that Mo Yong-hak realized the seriousness of the situation after hearing her meaningful words.
The problem was that the new strongman did not end up defeating the existing strongman but subjugated him.
A 6000-level expert in and of itself was no different from a one-man Daemun sect.
Just by bringing in such a being under his wing this person was no different from breaking the balance in the current martial arts world and creating a new situation.
“Although he could simply compete his actions of subduing the former Zhou and taking him under his wing may not end with simply gaining fame.”
“So you were concerned about tracking.”
“Yes you may want to slow down the spread of your actions.”
“…situation.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“Now that you think about it isn’t this something more serious?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Doesn’t the fact that he just let us who are members of the Justice League mean that he doesn’t care if his actions are known?”
‘!!!!!!’
Hearing Mo Yong-hak’s words Jeong Myeong’s expression became even more serious.
There was some truth to this.
The opponent may already be so confident that he doesn’t even care that his actions are revealed to Jeongjeongmaeng’s ears or he may be ready to take on a new game.
Jeongmyeong said this.
“I can’t do that. dole. “I think we should hurry up and stop by Bunta to send Jeon Seo-gu off and we should go straight to Maeng’s headquarters.”
* * *
This place still filled with the smell of iron and heat was the workshop of Gu Tianmu of Zhang Ju.
Here many famous swords that are renowned in the current martial arts world were created.
Among them the famous sword that many swordsmen considered the best was Ilhwi (一輝) the single-armed weapon of Jeong Hyeon-moon the leader of the Justice League.
Jeong Hyeon-moon one of the Six Heavens is said to have never been defeated since he took on Il-hwi and Gu Cheon-mu’s reputation as a craftsman seemed to skyrocket after that.
So many people thought it was a great wish to come here and ask Gu Tianmu to make their own German weapons.
-widely!
Zhuang Zhou Gu Tianmu who was examining the torn leather sheath put it down and said.
“It would be difficult to withstand the sharpness of the sword with a leather sheath.”
Mok Gyeong-un answered those words by shrugging his shoulders.
“Yes it was a bit close.”
Since I always wear a sword I had expected this to some extent.
Zhou Gu Tianmu held out his hands politely.
“I need to make a scabbard to fit the sword so would it be okay for you to take a look at the sword for a moment?”
“…Are you okay?”
“Which one do you mean?”
“Because when someone other than me touches it it reveals its desire.”
“Indeed… I see. “It’s just as I heard.”
Zhang Zhou Gu Tianmu nodded his head and looked at Yao Sword Yue Zhi.
But that gaze was strangely bitter.
It’s a sword made by Gu Yaza who can be said to be an ancestor so why are you looking at me like that?
“Why are you doing that? “Is there something wrong with the sword?”
Mo Kyung-un raised his sword and examined it.
What’s surprising is that even though it was so old and contained a lot of blood the blade of the magic sword was still sharp and didn’t damage a single tooth.
Even if it is an excellent iron if you use it for a long time and hit it the edge will inevitably get damaged which is truly strange.
Then Gu Cheonmu brought thick work gloves and said.
“That sword is made of a very special iron called Gwanya Black Iron so the blade will probably not be damaged until its lifespan is completely over.”
Gu Tian Mu put on his gloves and held out his hands again.
Mo Gyeong-un then handed the sword to him.
If the situation arises you can just subdue it and take it away but deep down I was curious about what it would be like if a master of the level of a great general held the vice.
-widely!
Gu Cheon Mu put on his gloves and picked up the sword.
The sword body trembled strangely.
Since he was wearing gloves he couldn’t touch it directly but he might have been showing aversion to being in someone else’s hands.
But soon Gu Cheonmu injected true energy into the sword.
-Wooow!
The name of the sword rang out and the trembling of the sword body stopped.
‘Did you subdue it?’
A strange look appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.
It seemed like the level of kendo and sword play was enough to control even the evil spirit.
It was not for nothing that he was called one of the Six Heavens.
Gu Tianmu who had subdued the sword spirit with true energy spoke in a bitter voice.
“The sword itself may be illuminated but the truly best sword is one that can shine its owner to the best. However this sword has completely opposite tendencies.”
“….”
“It is a sword that will drive its owner to death unless he is able to overcome the fortress.”
Gu Tianmu shook his head.
Then he scanned the sword body with his eyes and continued speaking.
“Our ancestor Ku Ya-ja said that the greatest regret of his life was making five swords including this one.”
“You said it was a shame to create five magical swords?”
Were there any swords other than evil and goopsal?
It was surprising to hear that he made a sword and expressed shame.
This was because Mok Gyeong-un was quite fond of evil forces and goonsal.
“Is it because I became a magic sword?”
“That may be a reason but the reason our ancestors regretted making these swords lies elsewhere.”
“What is that?”
To Mo Gyeong-un’s question Jangju Gu Cheon-mu answered with a meaningful voice.
“Because these swords contain human flesh blood and their resentment.”
“Is that so?”
‘!?’
At that moment Zhou Gu Tianmu frowned.
Is this the only reaction?
< Episode 97: Seventh Sky (2) > end
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