Episode 15 Proposal (1)
‘how?’
Surprisingly Mokgyeongun was moving just fine and not only that he even untied the rope that was restraining him.
How on earth did this guy get rid of the blood?
While he was puzzled Mok-kyung-woon lightly touched his chest.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Eventually the pain seemed to be relieved and my voice started to come out.
“you…..”
Mok Gyeong-un whispered to him.
“fizzle.”
Mo Yu-cheon lowered his voice and asked in a whisper.
“…How on earth did you get rid of the point?”
Mok Kyung-un did not answer his question.
Because I never had bloodshot in the first place.
No it took a very short time but due to his evil and evil spirit King Son Yun’s true energy was soon dispersed.
Mo Gyeong-un just quietly observed the situation.
“You don’t need to know that.”
When he avoided answering Mok Yu-cheon frowned and said.
“Are you sure you want to escape…?”
Mo Kyung-un smiled without saying a word.
It meant positivity.
Mo Yu-cheon looked dumbfounded and asked.
“By what means? “Cheonjihoe warriors must be guarding all around right?”
“Now is your chance. Most of the people including King Myeongdo were missing and there were four people guarding the outside of the carriage. “There are only six people standing nearby watching.”
‘!?’
At that moment Mo Yu-cheon had a doubt.
He had been blindfolded and even had blood points on him just like him. How on earth did he know this?
Moreover since this guy is only third-rate it would be difficult to even detect his presence within a few shots around him.
Mok Gyeong-un said to him who could not easily believe it.
“If you tell me one thing I’ll help you escape too.”
“what?”
“That’s why I only released blood.”
‘uh?’
Now that I think about it his body still has no feeling.
It was not because the rope was not released but because the demonic blood was not released.
“What are you doing? “If you’re going to release me be sure…”
“I’m sorry but there’s no need to please others so I’d like you to just answer the questions I ask.”
The subtle life that emanates from the voice.
And the strange atmosphere that comes from the expressionless face and indifferent eyes.
It felt completely different from usual.
“What are you…..”
“Who is the ghost sword?”
“what?”
“Who is the ghost sword?”
At Mo Kyung-un’s question Mo Yu-cheon frowned.
Are you really asking because you don’t know who the ghost sword is?
If it were a martial artist there would be no one who did not know his notoriety.
“…Are you asking because you really don’t know?”
“okay.”
“Just kidding with me now…..”
“Just answer what is asked.”
Even though he didn’t say anything Mok Gyeong-un looked intimidated as if he was going to kill him if he didn’t answer.
I was wondering before is this guy really that cowardly Mok Gyeong-un?
“Are you not going to answer?”
“….He is one of the six thousand and eight saints.”
“Six thousand and eight stars?”
“What are you…really?”
Mok Yu-cheon couldn’t understand the response as if he really didn’t know.
There are six great masters who are called the pinnacle of contemporary martial arts.
The martial arts people of the central plains called them Yukcheon (六天) because their martial arts were like the sky above the sky.
There were eight masters who fell short of them but reached the highest level.
They were the eight stars.
“How can you not know the six thousand and eight stars…..”
“I don’t know if it’s Eight Stars or what but where is that ghost sword?”
In response to Mo Kyung-un’s question Mo Yu-cheon looked into Mo Kyung-un’s eyes and sighed and said.
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“How do I know about someone who disappeared seventeen years ago?”
“Hide your traces?”
“okay. And until now no one has been able to find out the identity of the ghost sword.”
“If you don’t find out does that mean no one knows?”
“I told you so.”
“hmm.”
Mok Gyeong-un stroked Mok Yu-cheon’s chin as if he was troubled by Mok Yu-cheon’s words.
The scars left on his deceased grandfather and the scars on the side of the wooden sword master were very similar.
Therefore the person named Gwigeom was the most powerful enemy.
However if no one knows his identity it becomes difficult to know where to approach him again.
But there was one question here.
‘I heard he disappeared 17 years ago… Why did he target his grandfather?’
If the scars were the work of the same criminal it must have been a ghost sword.
But I couldn’t figure out why the guy who had disappeared suddenly targeted his grandfather.
While I was wondering about that Mok Yucheon opened his mouth.
“Maybe I can find out if I go to the Cheonjihoe.”
“what?”
“From what I heard the opponents targeted by the Ghost Sword were all masters who had a reputation in the political world so there was a rumor that they might be masters of the Cheonjihoe or the Imperial Family.”
“Heaven and Earth Association or the Imperial Family?”
“okay. “I don’t know why you’re curious.”
Mo Kyung-un’s eyes sharpened at these words.
Then among the Cheonjihoe or the imperial family there might be the enemy who killed my grandfather.
At that time a voice rose in my ear.
-Rebirth. Hurry up.
It was the voice of a young spirit.
Mok Kyung-un said this.
“I keep my promises.”
With those words he stretched out his hand to relieve other points as well.
however
“Thank you for relieving the ailment but please don’t do anything unnecessary.”
“…What a pointless thing to do?”
“If we escape now Yeonmokgeomjang will be in danger.”
“It’s getting dangerous.”
“We are pawns. You know what that means. “What do you think they’ll do to Yeonmok Geomjang if we disappear?”
At Mo Yu-cheon’s words Mo Gyeong-un sneered and sneered.
Mu Yuchun frowned.
What kind of reaction is this? As I was thinking about this Mok Kyung-un said in a cold voice.
“What does that have to do with me?”
“what?”
“Then stay here.”
“you!”
-puck!
Mok Yu-cheon who was hit in the back of the neck with a sword fainted.
If it were his usual inaction there was no way he would have allowed Mok Gyeong-un to strike but he was unable to use his inner strength due to the blood pressure so there was nothing he could do.
-Sigh!
Mo Gyeong-un carefully laid Mo Yu-cheon down on the floor.
It might be an angry thing to say from his perspective but it really had nothing to do with him.
It was none of his business whether the Yeonmok Swordmaster was ruined or they all died.
It was a real case of tree cultivation.
and
‘I tried to use it as bait but it’s a shame.’
That was the reason why I tried to relieve Mo Yu-cheon’s points.
‘Cheonjihoera.’
Mu Qingyun looked down at Mu Yuqian and thought.
If as he said there really was a person called that demon sword in the Heaven and Earth Association this might also be an opportunity.
However the risk was quite high.
They were interested in the secrets in their heads.
Therefore the possibility of mercilessly killing him after finding out this could not be ruled out.
‘It’s better to be prepared and approach well.’
That was reasonable.
Due to my own inaction I could have made a clumsy approach and ended up being defeated.
Well then shall we go out first?
Mok Gyeong-un carefully walked to the door of the wagon.
The four masked men guarding this area have been temporarily knocked unconscious by the Blue Spirit’s hand so you can just leave.
-Kiiiiii!
Mok Kyung-un opened the door.
however
-Shudder!
The moment I opened the door even though it was only for a moment I felt something strange.
As I paused the spirit appeared and spoke.
-You can go to the northwest. don’t stop I will deal with anyone who monitors.
“Of course.”
-Pot!
With those words Mok Gyeong-un flew the new model.
Although he had been practicing the Gyeongshin technique for four days this was his first time practicing it properly.
Gyeongshinbeop can basically be divided into Bobeop and Gyeonggong.
Light attack could be said to be a running technique for moving long distances more quickly or narrowing the distance.
-Papa papa pot!
As death energy flowed through Yongcheonhyeol his body rushed forward at high speed.
The speed was incomparable to normal running.
The surrounding scene changed rapidly.
It seems to have traveled a considerable distance in just half an hour.
however
-Why are you making that expression?
“It seems the same.”
-Same?
“It keeps repeating itself.”
-Repeated?
-widely!
Mok Gyeong-un stopped and said pointing with his finger at a tree surrounded by vines.
“It feels like the fourth time I’m seeing that tree already.”
Cheongryeong who was right next to Mok Gyeong-un’s words frowned.
Then he said:
-Aren’t you mistaken?
“That can’t be right.”
-If it was some sort of occult or hex there is no way I wouldn’t have noticed.
“…I see.”
-It could be because I’m nervous. Hurry up.
With those words Cheongnyeong tried to move forward.
But Mo Kyung-un did not move from that spot.
At this Cheongnyeong became irritated.
-Why are you doing this again? If I don’t hurry I won’t be able to get out of here.
At those words Mok Gyeong-un looked at Cheongryeong and opened his mouth.
“Who are you?”
-what?
“I asked who it was.”
She said giving me a bewildered look at those words.
-Are sentient beings crazy? Now who is…..
-Sigh!
Before she could finish speaking Mok Gyeong-un stretched out her hand.
It was a formality.
Then her young body was forcibly pulled towards her and before she knew it she was offering her neck into the palm of her neck.
-Oof! What is this…
“I chose the wrong person to follow. “No if you’re going to do it you should do it right.”
If it was a real Cheongnyeong there was no way she would have overlooked her own words about the trees being the same.
No it was impossible for her to be of such a high rank that she would easily get caught up in something like this.
-Rebirth. You are making a mistake now…..
“I don’t think it was a mistake.”
A strange energy rushing through the palm of your hand.
This had nothing to do with the unique death energy of vengeful spirits.
And if he had been a young spirit he would not have been dragged into the dressing ceremony but rather would have been lightly thrown away.
-Wooow!
At that moment something strange happened.
Her young body trembled and then dispersed revealing a wooden doll in her palm.
There was an amulet attached to the wooden doll that said “Chwimokju (取木呪).”
-Rarrrrrrrrrr!
The amulet in her palm soon burned to ashes.
-Papa pak!
At that moment Mokgyeongun put his hands together and took the seal of movable heart.
Then she closed her eyes and recited her spell.
“Cheonjeong-jeong Sun-moon-jeong Cheonji-hapgi-jeong Sun-wol-hapgi-myeong Shin-gwi-hap-gi-hyung twenty-hapap asim asim-hapisim heavenly mind-manshim ten-man-man-sim euhap-asim Taesangnogun salary and salary law!”
The ash she was scattering with him soon flew away somewhere.
Then it spun around the tree with tangled vines at high speed.
-Sleep!
Soon I was sucked into the tree.
Mok Gyeong-un who saw this launched a new weapon towards that place.
-Pot!
I rushed towards a tree with tangled vines but the moment I collided with it
-Srurr!
Soon the field of view changed revealing a middle-aged man with an eye patch sitting on a large rock with a bonfire.
There was ash dust on his jacket and Jo Bangsa shook it off and twitched his lips.
‘Ha…look at this guy.’
Joe Bangsa was truly impressed.
At the Yeonmok Swordsman we confirmed that this guy’s talent was extraordinary.
Since he did not think it was very trustworthy that the son of the Hanamuga family had learned martial arts on his own he took this opportunity to test his martial arts skills with the ghost training method and the true method.
Ghost training method
It is a method of turning a willow doll into an object that the other person trusts or gets close to.
It is an advanced technique that deceives the other person’s five senses into thinking that the willow doll is a virtual person and this was effective in getting the other person off guard and finding out information.
However this guy didn’t even notice that it was fake after only half an hour and escaped from the camp.
‘To find a way out like this…’
There is a standard way to find a way out of a battle.
However after forcibly destroying his ghost training method Mok Gyeong-un used the remnants of the amulet that was created in that moment to find the life gate and his location using a tracking technique called Cho Hwan-hwa Hap-beop (招歡和合法).
‘Your application skills are not average.’
Such outstanding talent was truly difficult to find.
She could not even compare to the disciples she had accepted.
Zhao Bangsa raised the corners of his mouth and said to Mok Kyung-un.
“You…be my disciple.”
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