Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 251

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Episode 251

“…?”

Jinmu’s face hardened as he looked at the emperor.

Then he immediately turned his head.

A room with an open window on the second floor.

A soldier in a black robe secretly flew up and disappeared over the roof.

“God? How?”

The exhausted Hwangshin looks at Jinmu with tired eyes.

Even this guy’s hearing can’t detect… it might not…

Looking at Hwangsin, who is stretched out like water-soaked cotton, it is quite understandable. Hearing loss must have been due to being beaten, running, and squeezing out all his internal energy.

Tsk tsk…

From Jinmu’s point of view, Hwangshin’s most important ability was the alarm function. The ability to detect danger faster and more accurately than others.

Aside from that, he has no use for him yet…

Jinmu made up his mind to teach Hwangshin a more intense (?) teaching in the future, but he suddenly had a strange thought.

The energy felt by the man in black was definitely good. And the movement he stepped on the window and jumped into the air… Jeunjong?

Jinmu hurriedly raised his head in the direction where the black man disappeared.

It is certainly. How could Jinmu, the disciple of the shaman, the swordsman of the shaman, and the best in any case, not recognize him?

Who is it?

He knew better than anyone else the inaction of the great disciples. Even Jin-gung can’t unfold the Jeun sect so naturally.

In terms of light martial arts, his skill rivaled that of an elder.

did someone come out?

It is said that Shaanxi and Hubei are provinces that face the border between North and South, but there is no way that a handful of elders would have abandoned the palace they were in charge of in a situation where there was no war.

And if you came out, there’s no way you wouldn’t have recognized yourself.

“Hmm.”

I’ll have to check it out.

When Jinmu smiled strangely, Hwangshin was horrified at the thought that this damned person would do something absurd again.

Are you going to lose again? Didn’t I say today’s training is over?

“The emperor.”

“…yes?”

“I have a place to go. Can I get a room and rest by myself?”

“…”

Rest alone… Alone… Phew.

Hearing the fortunate words, Hwangshin sighed, but Jinmu had already risen and was running on the roof of the inn.

“…No, wait!”

Hwangshin hurriedly called, but either he didn’t hear or he didn’t want to hear, and Jinmu’s appearance had already disappeared from his sight.

It was really… a goddamned, self-indulgent God.

Hwangshin’s current mission was as a messenger and escort. You must never stay away from Jinmu.

But… the escort is Niimi. It is difficult to properly control the body in the current state of the body.

And who could put that monstrous God in danger? You can’t even come directly from Yu Yue-cheong.

yes let’s rest

Like old people do before it rains, my socks and shoes ache.

Hopefully, they won’t attack Daeryongbang right away.

Previously, the old man had been in charge of the affairs, and even Myung Se-chan had sent a long letter to Jinmu himself.

It’s all good, but please don’t get angry. Just ask them to save grass and rob money.

Fortunately, Jinmu also knew.

But… why are you anxious?

Since I arrived at the Jeongan Inn just in time, I thought I should send someone to replace me.

“Look.”

“huh? Why… do you…?”

Pilseong Lee, who was staring at him blankly, answered with a startled expression.

A natural reaction After seeing Jinmu disappearing right in front of his eyes in an instant.

It was Lee Pil-seong who could easily tell that he was a Moorim person, so no matter how young Hwangshin looked, he could not easily speak plain language.

I might have to go see the underworld messenger at a time when it’s too early to upset my temper.

“Among the musicians, do you know Jindal?”

Of course I know.

Who is here in Jajanghyeon who doesn’t know the akong called Jindal of the pipa?

“Please call me.”

“….”

Lee Pil-sung, enchanted by the appearance of the shiny silver coin that Hwang-sin took out of his bosom with a request, approached and supported it like a flash battle, as if he had hesitated.

“this! Did you have a hard time cooperating? I will see you.”

Yes, yes.

In a harsh world, the value of a single silver coin made even the fear disappear for a moment.

* * *

In the meantime, Jinmu was chasing after the black man. Get away from him so he doesn’t notice.

However, this guy suddenly slows down and stops in one place.

And where his gaze is directed.

“Daeryong… room?”

Jinmu couldn’t hide his wonder.

While waiting for Hao-mun to find the location of the slaughterhouse, Jinmu, who destroyed the metallurgical factory in Bu-hyeon, immediately wiped out the coast of Gamcheon.

Furthermore, they rescued people who were about to be sold as slaves wherever they fell, and ordered Hao-mun to scrape all the money, even iron coins, so their finances must have suffered a huge blow.

Since the money was robbed without knowing the identity of the evil beast, the head of the metallurgical dang must have reached the peak of his medicine by now.

Moreover, he kindly showed the meaning of ‘I’m heading north now.’ It was a deliberately slow(?) step while training Hwangsin.

You must be well prepared. Or maybe the head of the metallurgy came directly.

If you tell them the destination, you don’t have to suffer, and it will wait for you. What an excellent strategy.

But a strange man intervened.

A warrior with a good spirit and using the Jeun sect hides in the Daeryongbang? Feeling the need to check, Jinmu began to look closely at the black man and the daeryongbang.

How much time has passed? There has been a change in the Daeryongbang.

Day shift and night shift shifts. Without missing the moment when the vigilance is loosened, the black righteous man hides in the daeryongbang.

It is clear that a lot of work has been done.

“Hey, look at this?”

Jinmu, who flew away and arrived at the place where the black man was, sat on the roof and turned his gaze around to take a bird’s eye view of the surroundings.

The view is quite good.

The entire Daeryongbang can be seen at a glance. Obviously, the black man must have analyzed the Daeryongbang in detail.

Hmm, now that I’m in, I’ll have to do something….

For now, I’ll have to see what the guy in black is doing. It’s not the previous day, it’s because I’m curious about what they’re going to do on this night when the moon is bright.

While Jinmu is watching, silence comes to the Daeryongbang after the shift ends.

long time to do that.

Jinmu felt that he was slowly getting bored.

I thought about just going downstairs, smashing everything and catching the black man and asking him, but I had to hold back.

Hao Wen’s efforts to hide Jinmu’s true identity should not be ignored. As in other places, it was not too late for Haomen to completely cut off information from the outside world and make a move after making sure that no rats had time to escape.

While I was thinking about that, a certain guy approached the roof where the Jinmu was.

It was covert, but not insidious. Also, since he had no intention of killing, it meant that he had no intention of attacking.

Then there is nothing to look at, it is Haomen.

“What?”

At Jinmu’s question, a hermit appears and bows politely.

“Jindal of Haomen’s Jajang branch welcomes the Lord. I came after hearing what Hwang Eun-wi said.”

It seemed that he had put Haomundo on Jimmu to take a break from the emperor’s son.

“Jindal?”

“yes. People call it the azalea of the pipa. I pluck some loquats. It is the best skill in the island.”

I’m good at saying things like that with my own mouth. He’s such a nice guy.

“Are you ready for the Great Dragon Room?”

“…Since you’re coming, we’ve finished the preparations, but do you want to start right away? Hwang Eun-yu doesn’t seem to be in good shape.”

“doesn’t care.”

“…yes?”

“You said you were ready?”

“It is, however.”

It was after the news that Jinmu was already destroying the Metallurgical Party’s businesses one by one reached Haomen, located in the northern part of Shaanxi.

In preparation for this, the old man Yamyo was about to give the order himself.

He said only two things.

unconditionally follow orders. And never touch the nature of God.

Jindal, who received the order, finished preparing for battle as soon as he heard the news that Buhyeon’s work was over.

What’s more, the elites sent by this old man were on standby after the work in Yan’an was over.

“All right. We will immediately encircle the area and block information.”

Jin-dal nodded instead of answering, and Jin-dal sent a hand signal behind him.

Secret movements began to be felt here and there.

“How far can you stop it?”

“Even a warrior with a strong spirit will not be able to break through the siege and escape.”

Confidence is great.

It’s not even a dog’s name.

While Jinmu and Jindal are talking. There is a different energy than before in the Great Dragon Room.

The unmanned soldiers began to move in a hurry, and the ones hiding here and there appeared one by one.

“Is this the start?”

An evil smile appeared on Jinmu’s face.

Kwaaang!

A person who breaks down the door and jumps out.

He was a black man who used the Jeun sect.

Rolling to the ground, he drew his sword and aimed it straight at him, but was immediately surrounded.

However, some of the soldiers in the siege were dressed differently from those in the Daeryongbang. They were probably the ones who were directly put in by the Metallurgical Party.

I can see it at a glance.

Haha, you guys have been preparing quite well.

But what do you do? I am not the one under siege.

Jinmu, who was watching the situation in the daeryongbang with a smile, his face stiffened the moment his eyes were fixed on one place.

A sword held by a black man with a clear look of bewilderment.

The sword that was rusted red and looked like it would cause tetanus just by touching it was definitely the sword used by shaman disciples before they became prosperous due to Jinmu.

And the Taegeuk pattern engraved on the handle of the sword.

It is a sword that was given to one of the great disciples who used the pendulum boat.

“Oh, is that gentleman by any chance?”

One fact flashed through Jinmu’s mind.

A free spirit who said that after going out of the country, he would not come back, delivering only news from time to time.

So… was that your true name?

Jinmu couldn’t hide his doubts, but Jindal, who was next to him, explained.

“The author is probably a swordsman.”

“….”

Swordsman (銹劍).

Anyway, after naming Sapa guys. It was really easy to understand and easy to understand.

It literally means rusty sword.

Well… it’s not unreasonable to be called that.

The sword that would cause tetanus if cut was certainly enough to instill fear.

“The Swordsman is currently the first wanted person of the Metallurgical Party.”

“….”

Jinmu took a close look at the guru, who might have just started a fight with the warriors of the Daeryongbang.

The path drawn by his sword is very familiar. That must be… Taegeuk Hyesom?

Did Jinmyeong learn that?

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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
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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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