Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 202

Episode 202

“Maehwa swordsmen, step back!”

Twenty-four plum blossoms of Hwasan raised their swords upside down toward Jinmu and bowed their heads at Taeheo’s roaring cry.

“I will deeply engrave the teachings of the Shaman District Prosecutors’ Office.”

The twenty-four voices burst out like one and hit Jinmu’s ears.

I can hear it clearly, but my body doesn’t move.

Goosebumps rose up all over his body and he could hardly calm down.

“Shameless sword. Look at this shaman sword!”

“….”

Even though Taeheo called Jinmu several times, Jinmu just blinked his eyes and stared at his hand.

In Myeong-jin’s mind watching that scene, everything that happened with Jin-mu flashes like a kaleidoscope.

shaman.

Mangdo molestation.

broken sword.

Numerous words that used to modify contemporary shamans are now disappearing in front of your eyes.

His disciple, who achieved all of that, stood tall like a thousand-year-old pine that has endured the storm and firmly rooted itself.

With a very bright smile filled with pure joy on his lips.

Ah…

what should I do.

what to do with that look

how proud

Tears that had been pooling form a stream and dripped down the chin, falling towards the floor.

Jinmu was talking to himself with the sound of his sword.

I wasn’t wrong.

He was saying that he was not wrong in all the things that said that progress could not be achieved only by adhering to the traditions that insisted that change could not be achieved if suppressed by precepts.

Myung-jin was thrilled by the reassuring appearance of Jinmu, as if he had been rewarded for his life so far.

The appearance of Jinheo was no different.

How should I describe the expression on his face?

Proud? effervescence?

A sage descended like a legend in the history of shamans.

When the wise man from the north came down with an anti-demon sword in black clothes, where monsters were disturbing the world, the string evil was calmed down and he returned to humans and was at peace for generations.

This is the incarnation of the Northern Xuanwu, but call it Jinmu and call it Daeje.

Jinheo, looking at Jinmu and thinking of the legendary Emperor Jinmu, couldn’t control the thrill that shuddered all over his body.

“Heh, it seems that Shaman District Prosecutor is too engrossed. I realized another path without even knowing it.”

When Tae-heo burst into laughter at Jin-mu’s unanswered appearance no matter how many times he called, Myeong-jin, who was worse than him, came down from Seokdae and approached Jin-mu.

chin.

A warm hand grabs Jinmu’s shoulder.

“It’s Jinmu.”

soft voice.

Only then did Jinmu slowly raise his head.

Tears no longer flowed from Master Myung-jin’s eyes.

Instead, it was full of indescribable pride and joy.

“Good job. This master is really happy.”

Myungjin laughs.

He smiles and pats his shoulder.

“…you won?”

“…”

Myung-jin is blank for a moment, then bursts into laughter.

you won

I win and unfold my sword.

Indeed, it was.

Wasn’t he a disciple who was too carefree when he took the Taecheong Shindan and reached the Ganggi?

“Heh heh! come or come you won The shaman’s sword cut off the plum blossoms of the volcano.”

It may have been rude to the practitioners of Hwasan who were listening, but Myeong-jin expressed the feelings he felt.

“Heo, how happy would the ancestors have been if they had seen it? How proud they would have been if the masters and elders had seen it….” “….

”

Jinmu, who had been watching his teacher, smiled broadly.

“Iknow, right.”

Dodong’s memory seemed to have disappeared, but it seemed like the affection of the past two years.

To hear that the teacher is good…

It feels so good.

It seems that something has been recognized.

* * *

After the test at the volcano, Jinmu couldn’t get out of a daze for a while.

Behind Jinmu, who was sitting at Geumryonghyeop where the reception hall was, silently watching the waterfall, Myeongjin and Jinheo Unam were waiting for him.

“Aren’t you going to give me a private house?”

Jinheo whispered to Myeongjin.

“Huh wait. Let’s give that child some time to sort out his realization. If you get a realization from the original poem, you need time to reflect on it.”

“I do, though.”

“Isn’t cancer really a winning sword? The more you suddenly realize something, the more true you must be to imprint it in your mind.”

“okay.”

Since it was a road no one had ever been to, everyone had no choice but to speculate and wait for Jinmu to happen on its own.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa.

Jinmu, who was looking at the waterfall falling exhilaratingly, suddenly looked at Ilhui leaning on his shoulder.

win sword.

When you share the realm of your martial arts, you feel a sense of strength and your body is in a state of readiness to learn martial arts.

It is called chunggi (充气) to put energy into a part of one’s body or a sword by refining one’s internal air, so one can break stones with one’s fist and block the blade with one’s light gong.

When the state of Chunggi becomes deep, it emits qi to the outside, so it is called Hyungi (顯氣) with the meaning of appearing, and it usually refers to the state of practicing sword energy.

Then, processing with one’s own will in the energy of tangi, which shoots out sword energy, is called uigi.

However, most of them could not break the wall at each level because they did not attain enlightenment, and among the warriors who had worked hard throughout their lives, there were not many who rose to their courage.

The state of Kang, which is called the last state of nothingness, is truly absolute.

Among the many warriors who existed in Murimsa Temple in Jungwon, there were only a few who achieved greatness.

Since most of those who have reached the state of consciousness do not gain the final enlightenment and die there, the river is especially called the absolute and is a subject of reverence.

Of course, there are several stages in it, and among them, there were some people who reached the beginning, such as Yongbonggwanju Deung Yeopyeong or the sorcerer Lee Kangbaek.

But I didn’t call them absolutes. It was because their martial arts were limited to specific forms and expressions.

All those who are called Jeongmu Chilseong or Sapaeo King Mado Yukje can emit strong energy regardless of type or food weapon.

Even so, using the tool is just because you are used to it.

If they hold a sword, they become a sword, and if they use a fist, they become a sword.

From then on, it is called the true river state.

Today’s Jinmu has reached the level of a river instructor, which is quite high.

However, the realization of this state of martial arts was different from the sword.

It is about the nature of the weapon.

Another realization different from the development stage of martial arts.

Talking about new sword unions is one of those processes.

This sword is the final stage of enlightenment called Geogeomsul (馭劍術).

Of course, it is a supreme state that cannot be unfolded even if one realizes it if internal energy does not support it, and there are clear stages within it.

The first is sign language.

The state of manipulating the sword as far as one’s own energy can reach.

Although it was an introduction, it could not be seen as a true sword. It was because I couldn’t properly utilize the advantages of the sword.

Next is wooden fish.

The state of manipulating the sword to the extent of the line of sight.

From here, a truly amazing world unfolds.

Of all the energy created by people, the strongest is called a river, but the limit of distance is clear.

But when it comes to wooden fish, that limit disappears.

As the sword imbued with strong energy transcends the body and moves freely, even the limits of martial arts are overshadowed.

In addition to that, Cheolji-ryang was at the stage of making and using a sword, so it was indeed a monster.

Of course, Jinmu in the past was able to defeat Cheol Ji-ryang even if he had not mastered the sword. I almost won (?) with my current body.

Anyway, if you go beyond wooden fish, the next thing is Sim(心馭).

The sword reaches where the heart goes.

This is a bit deceptive.

It may have been made up by someone because there is no person in history who has crossed wooden fish.

Maybe a person called the Qingmu investigation was possible? They say he cut off the mountain peak with a single sword.

Either that or not.

For the first time now, Jinmu became greedy for swordsmithing.

Swoop.

When Jinmu held out his hand, the sword slung over his shoulder came out of the scabbard and floated into the air.

How far will it go?

There was a part that could not be confirmed in the confrontation with the examination.

Following Jinmu’s hand, Ilhui rises higher and higher.

It was similar to the Heo Gong Submul, but there was a clear difference that was difficult to explain.

It’s like you’re interacting with something.

Beetle.

However, at some point, Ilhwi stumbles as if an invisible string connecting them has been severed.

Right now, the distance Jinmu can control the sword is a little less than half a length.

Still, it was surprising to be reminded of something I had just realized.

Sign language…

What if it reaches the neck language?

Amount of sword cast iron.

Definitely next time! I will trample you with a sword.

With a proud expression on his face, Jinmu pulled Ilhui into the palm of his hand and held him.

Then I stared blankly.

Somehow ‘I’m worth using?’ Come on and say… Let’s stop. What are you talking about with the sword?

Jinmu smiled and got up from his seat.

“Are you done?”

“…yes. It looks like you’ve been waiting.”

“I wasn’t bored.”

Myungjin shook his head and smiled, and Jinmu smiled at him.

“How are you? Did you put it properly?”

Jinmu pondered for a while at Myungjin’s words, then smiled and nodded.

“It seems we still have a long way to go.”

“It’s too bad that I can’t help you because my realm is low.”

A word of sincerity.

know.

because it feels

“…just watching is enough. Master.”

“Hey, come on. Hurry up anyway. Hwasan Master is looking for you.”

“Me?”

“Yes, Dodong, who brought the message, is already waiting.”

“…ah!”

Only then did Jinmu look at young Dodong, who was standing behind Unam.

It was a dark day, so it seemed to have waited quite a while.

“I made you wait.”

“Heh heh, are you okay?”

Myungjin smiles and walks ahead, and Jinmu follows.

Jinheo, who came to the side, tapped Jinmu on the side and said.

“It’s a priest.”

“…”

“I waited for a while.”

Has it been that long?

Quite a bit of time passed while I was organizing my thoughts.

but so what?

“Later… you will realize that…”

Jinheo laughed awkwardly and scratched his head, and Unam next to him also brightened his eyes.

It’s crazy.

I don’t know if it’s Unam, but why am I teaching you, you bastard?

A child who is not even a subordinate.

Jinmu smiled and hurriedly followed behind Myeongjin.

“Jimmu! Priests! hey!”

Jin-heo hurriedly followed and called out, but he was ignoring it.

* * *

Is it because of the night?

The Heavenly Palace of Hwasan, which came back, looked different again.

Thinking of it as the place where I realized the sword, I want to put up a monument.

Anyway, guided by Do-dong and visited with Myeong-jin, there was a drinking table at the corner of Ongnyeji in front of Cheonju-gung, and Tae-heo and Eul-ryong Seon-sang were sitting with warm smiles.

“Welcome.”

The look in Taeheo’s eyes as he reached out his hand and offered a seat was completely different from the first one.

Until the day before, it was as if he was looking at a younger student who had earned the name Shaman Sword, but now it was a look of respect for a military man who had achieved a higher level than himself.

“How did you find it?”

Myeong-jin, who sat down and received the green tea, asked first, and Tae-heo smiled and answered.

“I couldn’t help but marvel at the state of my shaman sword. Also, seeing the progress in person was truly thrilling.”

“…?”

I wonder what to say.

“I want to be of some help to my shaman swordsman. Does the shaman swordsman have anything he wants from Hwasan?”

you give me what you want?

“Tell me without hesitation.”

“…”

At Taeheo’s words, Jinmu blinked his wide-open eyes.

what you want

Yes, no!

Jinmu’s eyes, which got an unexpected opportunity, quickly began to be colored with greed.