Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 331

Episode 331

“Kuaa!”

The outburst of heaven and earth did not think of an end at all.

As if in an ecstasy, he was swinging the green bamboo pole as if trying to stir until his entire body’s internal strength was completely exhausted.

“I’m excited, I’m very, very excited.”

Jinmu, who was looking at the extrovert who seemed to be mad at first glance, frowned in annoyance and spat out.

“Dry that.”

“…”

At Jinmu’s command, Hwangshin and So Dongbo look back with blank expressions.

You want me to go in there?

Isn’t that like a shower of internal energy? No matter how well you dodge, you will still be hit for a few rounds.

“That’s it, the pest is dead. Then it gets pretty annoying.”

Even if it’s a Demonic Cult, parents who have lost a child don’t care about water or fire.

However, when Hwangshin and So Dongbo hesitate and do not move, Jinmu glares at them with an annoyed look.

Shit. Damn crazy bastard. If you know that, it’s up to you to do it yourself.

Hwangsin and Sodongbo, who picture the beating that will follow after the irritation in their heads, cry and move their bodies as if they are eating mustard.

Dig!

However, some moved faster than them.

No matter how much I hated the pest, even if I didn’t like the fact that the puppet placed him in the top position, I couldn’t let him die.

Follow me!

Il-il, who pulled out a curved sword and swung it to hit the blue flash, immediately tried to stop exposing.

“What a fuck! What else are you!”

“…!”

Gakchul, who had been pouring his energy like crazy toward the ground, swung a green bamboo pole at the intruder who had ruined his excitement.

Suddenly, instead of a pest, a part that looked like it was beaten raised the curved sword at an angle to stop him.

Whoa! Shush shush!

It was able to bounce back because of the small amount of power it carried, but as the blue bamboo then caused a tremendous change, Il-il quickly took a few steps back.

“hmm!”

What kind of change is this?

A look of surprise appears on Il-il’s face.

Three young drones following the monster.

He had already fought with Hwangshin, who had mastered the martial arts of an assassin, so he knew his skills to some extent.

I heard that at the time, he had walked through the desert without drinking a sip of water for five days.

Even though his level was not higher than himself, he was to the point of avoiding his own pleasure

.

Aside from his strength, his speed alone is comparable to the known self who has no opponent other than puppets in the Six Dongcheon.

“her!”

The part who had withdrawn laughed at the absurdity.

A monster that might be stronger than the six-moving cosmos and its three henchmen.

For what purpose did these strong men enter the realm of the Demonic Cult?

“what? uh? Are you going to try it?”

Gakchul, whose excitement was broken, glared at the part with his eyes wide open.

The part with a shy smile glanced at Jinmu and said.

“Your master… won’t kill you. It gets annoying.”

“Wait… oh yeah?”

Gakchul, who was trying to refute right away, dissipated his energy like a deflated ball and lowered the green bamboo stick.

Well, while I was excited, I wanted to dance more of the guta dance, but Heavenly Father told me to stop, but if I just did more…

Anyway, I won, so the sky was spared from turning yellow.

Kakchul ran towards Jinmu, wondering if he would give him a compliment.

“The Lord’s command has been fulfilled.”

“….”

Jinmu, who was looking at the exaltation that even raised Gunrye as if he were a general on the battlefield, swung Ilhui away with the sheath.

right!

“Awesome!”

Gakchul grabs my head with both hands and weeps as the light suddenly flashes.

No, he doesn’t give me compliments. Why…

“Tsk, such an idiot.”

“…yes?”

“Not many, just one guy, but what if he sprays the heavenly armor all over the place!”

“….”

Guessing what he was talking about, Gakchul lifted his head slightly and rolled his eyes.

“Concentration.”

“…Yes?”

“If there are many changes, won’t you naturally lack strength?”

“That’s it…”

Damn, he said something about getting his clothes wet in the drizzle.

“You also need to know how to confine change in a minimal space. Then the power will be much stronger.”

Imprisoned… Ah!

Again, if there is something to realize, the exclamation exclaimed a little.

“Anyway, if stupid things teach one, they won’t understand two.”

“…”

I’ll teach you a little earlier. And how many people don’t even realize that.

He pouted his lips in embarrassment.

“Haa, as expected, there is no one as good as Cheongsang. He still understands ten things if he teaches one thing…” As

Jinmu grumbled and got up, the part of the group that helped the pests came to meet their gaze.

“Thank you for saving the pest. With your permission, may I move you to the doctor’s room?”

“…”

He is quite an interesting guy.

My heart must have been hurt a lot, but I didn’t want to let it die.

It’s quite usable if you’re as good as me…

In the desert, it stretched out to you in two rooms, but you have enough grit to come attacking even if you know the difference in level, so with a little work, you’ll be able to rise to the level of the river.

And the moment they arrived at the Yakgang, they did not attack even though they could have attacked by joining forces with the warriors. Even though he could have held the honor family hostage and threatened him.

At least that means it’s not mean.

Hearing that, he seemed to have quite a position in the six dongcheons, but he admitted defeat and had a strong sense of following the law.

“good! I have decided!”

“…?”

When Jinmu puts his hand on his waist and extends his finger toward Il Hil, everyone looks at him with a puzzled expression.

“From now on, eight subordinates!”

“…”

subordinate what? No. 8?

Seeing Jinmu smirk, everyone blinked their eyes with an awkward expression.

* * *

Inside the Great Horn of the weak branch.

Il-il and former branch manager Han Jin-wi knelt down in front of Jin-moo.

With eyes wide open and mouth wide open.

“Is… really…?”

As Jinmu nodded at his stuttering question, Ilil recalled what he had just heard with a shocked look on his face.

I’ll challenge the throne of the Demonic Cult, so become a subordinate? And what? No. 8?

At least I’m glad I didn’t go over the 10th… isn’t that crazy?

No, do you not know what it means to challenge the seat of power because you are a midfielder?

“That… the seat of power of the Demonic Cult is not so easy.”

As Ilhan shuts his mouth, a heavy silence flows thickly inside the Great Hall.

Ah, how am I to explain to this mad young monster?

“I don’t know who you are, but Cheonsan isn’t a very easy place.”

After a long silence, a partial explanation follows.

There is one thing that the people of the Central Plains do not know about the Demonic Cult.

Although it is said to be a demonic cult dominated by strong self-esteem and the law of blood, the meaning of the seat of power is slightly different.

The Demonic Cult was also one of the forces of the Murim that had ruled Xinjiang, so it was impossible to rise to the throne with just being strong.

It’s a bit ironic, but you can’t ignore the political influence in order to sit there.

The great religious leader, Bukri Docheon, was only able to rise to the position after enlisting countless forces and defeating his political opponents in order to sit in the position.

It was even difficult to climb, but even harder to keep.

Those who became religious leaders had to be tested all their lives by those who were aiming for that position.

Therefore, Cheonsan is like a prison in a sense for religious leaders.

All the giant demons belonging to the heavenly mountain covet the position of the cult leader, so they cannot easily escape from that place, so they call it that.

Because of that, during the history of the Demonic Church, there were only a handful of people who held the position of leader for more than 30 years, and one of them was Bukri Docheon.

The Demonic Cult members praised him as the Red Flame Emperor, but on the other hand, they feared him as a blood-eating monster.

That would be the case, because not a single one who had challenged him so far survived.

“Hmm, it seems like it’s not possible to just fight and win, right?”

“There must be forces to back up his power. If not, the nature of Heavenly Mountain, not the religious leader, will not tolerate it.”

At Jinmu’s question, Ilhan let out a long sigh.

Why did I have to explain everything to this person?

However, since the word has already been said, it would be better to end it.

The dual power structure of the Demonic Cult: Heavenly Mountain and Twelve Eastern Heavens.

Although Xinjiang is divided by the Twelve East Heavens, they are not called demonic religions.

In other words, it’s just local barons.

What the Demonic Cultists truly called the Demonic Cult was the nature of Heavenly Mountain.

“Hmm, then even if you combine the entire Twelve Twelve, you can’t fight against the nature of Heavenly Mountain and win? It’s rare. Aren’t the masters of the Twelve Heavens all the best masters in the Demonic Cult?”

“Of course it is. This is because the religious leader directly appointed them after ascending to the throne. All of the East Heaven Masters are masters who are ranked in the top 20 of the Demonic Cult.”

“…”

“But there are no masters other than Dongcheonju. Compared to the nature of the heavenly mountain where the Sorcerer Six is holding out, the power is extremely insufficient.”

“Hmm.”

magic meat.

Like Jeongmu Chilseong and King Sapaeo, along with Bukri Docheon, they are known as the most outstanding absolutes of the Demonic Cult.

“It sounds like you can conquer the midfield in an instant if Cheonsan steps up.”

“of course. The reason why the Demonic Cult couldn’t play in the midfield was because of a long-standing battle for the throne, not because of lack of power.”

Anyway, wherever I go, I am proud of my power.

“However, the current leader, who had no rivals, tried to subdue the midfield several times. I failed every time because I couldn’t see the end of the day, but without him, the middle court would have been stained with blood.”

Oh did you?

I vaguely remember.

In the past, during the Revolutionary War, I fought with Bukri Docheon several times.

Of course, I had no intention of defending the midfield. I just heard that Northern Lidocheon had come and tried to stick with it to see how strong it was. If you knew that the midfield was protected because of you

, you should get

some compensation from the government .

After all, I’m not going to give someone else a place I don’t have.

“Hmm….”

I thought I could just break the Twelve Dongcheons one by one and go upstairs and take down only Bukri Doman, but isn’t this too complicated?

Somehow, both the son of Yuk Dong-cheon and the second strongest master were pathetic.

I thought the Demonic Cult had weakened, but it didn’t seem to be the case again.

“Force… what if you absorb those Twelve Twelve?”

“…yes?”

Il-il made a surprised expression at Jinmu’s words.

You’re going to absorb the Twelve Twelve?

“Isn’t it just a matter of defeating all the owners and persuading them to join us?”

“…”

If you absorb all of the Twelve Twelve, you will be recognized as a force. However, there was no way I could be persuaded by the story of going to die together.

“Okay then that will work.”

I say something that doesn’t sound like a word and smile with satisfaction.

“Didn’t you hear me? Power is sufficient, but with the power of Twelve Twelve, you cannot cross the mountain.”

Jinmu shook his head at Il-il’s words.

“Hey, Il-il of the Magic Daeju.”

“…speak.”

“The only thing I don’t know is you.”

“…?”

“You are concerned.”

Concern…?

“Does your leader, Bukri Docheon, look so easy? That man is not the kind of person to act nonsense. Replacing the powerless owner of the Twelve Dongcheon with a person he trusts? It’s nonsense. No matter how strong the warriors are, they can’t fight against the assembled majority.”

“What is it?”

“Didn’t you say you were free to compete?”

“…”

“I made it that way on purpose. never to come together. so you can’t control it According to you, every one of the Twelve Twelve is weak enough to be easily defeated individually.”

In an instant, Ilil’s face hardened. Jinmu’s words were logic that no one had ever thought of.

But why does Lee Ja speak as if he has known the cult leader for a long time?

“It made it more fun anyway.”

“…”

“Aren’t you curious? When the Twelve Dongcheons unite and push up, what kind of expression will Bukridocheon make?”

Il-il’s expression starts to change moment by moment.

“how is it? Let’s go upstairs with me from the bottom.”

“….”

“Isn’t it the same thing to die this way or that way? Thinking you were killed by me once in the desert.”

Could it be that he is trying to bring about a revolution at the very bottom of the Demonic Cult?

It was definitely heartbreaking. But the possibility of not doing something that no one has ever tried.

“…that would be impossible. All the people of Twelve Dongcheon fear Heaven Mountain.”

“impossible? You won’t know until you try it. And what do you think will happen if you turn your fear into courage and further develop your will to fight?”

Looking at Jinmu’s strangely smiling face, Ilil’s eyes widen as much as a lantern.

rebellion by the majority.

As if he had been persuaded before he knew it, he also began to wonder how Cheonsan would come out of that situation.

“I have never stopped doing what I was trying to do. It’s okay if I do it. Trust me and follow me. I’ll let you look down on the world from the top of Mt. How can you not be excited?”

Il-il’s heart suddenly thumped at Jinmu’s bright smile as he stood up from his seat.

What is it? Where does that bottomless confidence come from? But why do I feel the urge to follow?

With that damn, unlucky smile.

“What the hell are you…”

“Me? Jinmu, a corrupt shaman and guru who will stand at the highest position of the Demonic Cult.”

“Jin Jinmu?”

Ilil’s face stiffened.

Mujin Mujin.

It was just a name that had been reversed.

Jinmu, the shaman who became the master of Sapaecheon, the successor of Mukryong, and the leader of the political and military alliance.

No matter how much communication with Jungwon was cut off, didn’t his rumors flow into Xinjiang on the wind countless times?

Only then did I understand his confidence. If all the rumors about him are true… he might have the ability to compete with North Ridocheon.

But when he moves, the principality moves. Could it be that he is trying to control the Demonic Cult by moving the political affairs?

That much was unacceptable.

No matter how strong he was, it was something that had to be stopped unconditionally.

“no way? Do you intend to become the ruler of the central plains by destroying your Demonic Cult and unifying Jeongsama?”

Life is gushing out of the part that has been calm until now.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Why unify? The Jeongmu-maeng is the Jeongmu-maeng Sapaecheon is the Sapaecheon and the Demonic Cult is the Magistrate. I just want to be the strongest.”

“…you want to be the strongest?”

Could it be that he is trying to establish a strong self-esteem?

A foreigner challenging the demonic cult that has been dominating the Demonic Cult for a long time with the law of blood?

Not by force, but by one body?

“A seat of power? What’s the point? What if someone sits down?”

Jinmu gets up slowly and points to the emperor and children lined up one by one.

“That guy is a bright-eared alarm Hwangshin, and he’s a watering canal that walks badly, and… that guy is a beggar who picked up Oda who was released from the open for a while.”

At Jinmu’s introduction, Hwangshin and the children’s faces distorted.

In the meantime, sadness was added to the expression of the gakchul. The beggar I picked up on the way…

“I won’t force you to do anything. However, I intend to cross the mountain, so if you want to stop it, block it. If I meet an enemy, then I will definitely kill you.”

“…”

Ilil’s eyes began to tremble nonstop at Jinmu’s smile.

“Then I should wash up and have a drink. The sand of the desert is really…”

Il Il asked with a firm face toward Jinmu as he took steps to leave Daejeon Pavilion.

“If you really ascend to the throne as you said, what are you going to do with the Demonic Cult?”

“What do you do? That’s it. Well, for now, choose a smart guy and have him rule the Demonic Cult…”

“You don’t have anything?”

“…”

Shall we go empty-handed?

I’d take some useful treasures with me, but… I couldn’t tell you that.

“Anyway, think about it. If you don’t want to come under me, you can always draw your sword.”

“….”

After finishing his words, Jinmu waved his hand behind him and walked slowly, followed by Hwangshin and the children.

It was when the door of Daejeon Pavilion opened and Jinmu’s body was half-hidden in the pouring light.

Wow!

Il-il, who was worried while changing his expression, hit the floor with his forehead.

An oath of allegiance made by the Demonic Cultists.

Jinmu is an outsider.

However, in the long history of the Demonic Cult, isn’t it true that no outsider has ever become the leader?

Above all, he said that he would try to climb from the bottom to the highest position alone without relying on the power of love affairs, and for some reason he felt like he could die happily even if he died while trying.

Jinmu did not look back and left Daejeongak with only a hearty smile on his face, and Ilil did not raise his head.

“…”

And Han Jin-wi blinked his eyes at the open door and part of the Great Pavilion alternately.

Hey…what about me?

Someone has to say something and go.