Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 487

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Episode 487:

Every time the horn sounded, the number of Red Turbans increased.

And that was when the third horn sounded.

“Haaaap!”

bang! Kwak! Bang!

Mengbu, who was on the defensive, won and after one arm was cut off by the sword, he violently beat Kang Ki and retreated back.

“I think I’ll miss it…”

The warriors of the armed forces holding an ax formed a formation and blocked Cheolji-ryang, who was trying to chase them.

What on earth is it that Idajido is stubborn?

But it was after I decided not to look at her anymore.

Cheolji-ryang blew off their heads and cut their limbs at once.

And Maengbu…

Cowardly, in that short moment, he escaped from among the crowding Red Turbans and fled toward Daedong.

However, Cheol Ji-ryang had more important things than chasing him.

Fortunately, firefighters such as Yang took the lead and pushed back the approaching enemies.

“Quickly drive out the enemies and build a barrier! Never be pushed back!”

After half a day of fighting, they managed to reclaim a road leading to Daedong.

And it was only then that he could see with his own eyes the damage suffered by the Jeongmu-maeng in a place full of enemies’ bodies.

“…Ha ha ha… Lord Lord.”

“….”

Namgung Chang-wi, the second son of the Namgung family and newly appointed head of the Gabmuban, is a young man who sings Cheol Ji-ryang out of breath.

He held on to a sly smile.

Even if Hwa-ta returns alive, she knows that nothing can be done about his tattered body.

Having endured tenaciously even with his body stained all red, he showed signs of retrogression as if he was about to run out of breath.

It will be soon.

“I was trying to run away. A war like this… a war that has nothing to do with me…”

“…”

The young words of remorse make the listener’s heart choke.

“I pretended to save you and used it as a shield. I want to live somehow.”

Cheol Ji-ryang was unable to say anything at his bitter laugh as he expressed his feelings as if he were repenting.

I taught him with the cheong-sang, but he didn’t like it.

He was considered ugly because he always blamed others and was envy and jealous.

“I wanted to show it… even though I’m the second son… I wanted to stand tall in front of everyone…”

“…”

Tears flowed from his eyes as he mumbled.

My heart has been tight.

Jealousy towards others… and a heart that wants to see you condescendingly.

And the desire to live even by using others.

At that age, everyone would have that kind of heart. It’s just the mind that every human being has.

It must have been the pride of being born into a prestigious family, and it may have gradually changed that way due to the sadness he experienced while living as the second son.

Could it be that we demanded too much from young people just over 20 years old?

He didn’t commit murder, he didn’t hurt anyone…

Couldn’t he have cut off the buds that could have become giant trees by his words and actions, bound by prejudice?

I regretted that I had been stingy with praise, saying that it was not right to wrap up the arrogance of having lived life first, and not to say no.

to make you laugh To understand and comfort you even once.

How could he not have such a broad mind when he became a representative of the political and military alliance?

“Damn, if I had known I was going to die like this, I would have just been cool. Like that damn guy…”

Last words, last smile.

He slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head helplessly.

sick.

The blood he wiped from his mouth stained his sleeve, and the deaths of countless others like him ripped Cheol Ji-ryang’s chest into a thousand pieces.

This isn’t it. They should have died, having lived enough to live on behalf of the flower-like youths like Man-ri Gu, but

in the midst of the devastation, a huge anger surged up.

towards yourself. And towards the world that created a situation where there was no choice but to fight.

And towards the great arch lord who drove many of them to their deaths.

Cheol Ji-ryang, who had swallowed Bunru while biting his lower lip until it bled, let go of his sword and slowly got up and bowed his head toward everyone who had died.

“Good job. And I’m sorry. I will never… let your deaths be in vain.”

His voice, which calmly resonated throughout the battlefield, left a long lasting impression in the hearts of all who stood there.

Cheol Ji-ryang, who had been keeping his head down for a while, turned around.

His eyes were cold as if they were in the cold, and his expression hardened.

The sword was in his hand again.

It’s still too early to mourn.

It was painful to deal with the dead, and I did not know how many people would die again, but I had to fight.

When everything is over, I will pay my respects to their graves after receiving a cup of well-ripe wine.

I don’t know what comfort it will be to the siblings to the parents who have lost their children to them…. but

now I have no choice but to walk to end this fight.

To the battlefield where the Red Turbans are still pouring in.

“Fire fighting!”

“yes.”

“Take care of this place.”

“…From the Lord?”

“He ran away with Daedong. I know the situation is busy and urgent… but shouldn’t we inform and show them to the person who drove them to death? Tell me what you did wrong.”

“All right. I will organize it soon and follow it.”

“okay. Please.”

Cheol Ji-ryang, who gave the order to Yang So-bang, lashed out at the Red Turbans.

“From now on, if there are people who stop me, I will be merciless!”

and it shoots

The sword filled with strength became a ray of light and pierced the center of the red gun group.

Aaaa!

Cheol Ji-ryang, who threw away the body in pieces and blood at once, made a sword in both hands and ran.

“Yongbongguan, hurry up and follow the leader!”

It was something that even a swordsman should not be sent alone.

In Yang Xiaobang’s Ming Dynasty, Deng Yeoping and the warriors of Yongbongguan vigorously ran toward the bloody path of Cheoljiliang.

And after a while, Jegal Hyeopjin jumped into the place where Yang So-bang and Geomhye were annihilating the enemies.

“A grown-up!”

“huh? Why are you?”

“Where is the Lord Lord?”

“Pursue the enemy’s leader with an escort…”

“Damn it!”

“…?”

“You have to stop.”

“…”

It was surprising that the person in charge of the strategy, who should have been in the rear, appeared on the battlefield, but why did he have to stop?

“It’s a bucket. They intend to hit Hebei with a bucket.”

“what? what is that?”

“This is the way to check it out.”

“….”

“The enemy’s main base has turned from Daedong to the east.”

Yang Xiaobang’s face distorted at the words of Jegal Hyeopjin.

All of a sudden, in the absence of the leader.

“The current attack was just to cover our eyes and ears.”

“…”

Jegal Hyeopjin moved directly to check the Guando after the defense line was attacked by enemies and everyone moved to the battlefield.

I hurriedly rode to the Guando road connecting Daedong and Hebei with the information dogs of the opening, and saw the enemies there.

Tens of thousands of troops filled Guandu and pushed toward Hebei like waves.

Daedong had to be abandoned.

“I have to go to Hebei. I gave orders to those who were already in the rear to move to Hebei.”

“…”

Yang So-bang, who had been listening silently, looked at Dae-dong’s city in the distance.

“The Lord of the Lords…”

“This is the point at which all the enemies have gone to Hebei. He wouldn’t be in much danger. After we set off, let’s send a message to the leader.”

Firefighter Yang pondered for a long time.

Since the leader had left the battlefield in pursuit of the enemy, someone had to make a decision.

“Okay. Let’s do it.”

Yang So-bang gave an order to his subordinate to tell Cheol Ji-ryang about this, and shouted out loud.

“Jeongmu-maeng! Quickly clear this place and advance toward Hebei!”

“yes!”

The course of the Jeongmu-maeng was decided.

Soldiers from the Jeongmu League, led by Yang So-bang, rushed toward Hebuk, where perhaps the final battle might take place.

* * *

Jinmu and his party, who were attacking the left army in the northern part of Hebei, arrived at the plains in the north.

“What is this?”

The Jinmu party, who had followed the heavenly power, opened their mouths at the scene unfolding in front of them.

A huge crater-shaped terrain found in the center of the plains.

The heavenly power disappeared through the passage of stone mountains rising like blades surrounding the outskirts.

After checking whether there was a boundary around Jinmu, he secretly climbed the stone mountain with Hwangshin and Gakchul.

“and! It’s huge.”

Jinmu exclaimed exclamation at the panoramic view of the interior that was finally revealed.

Inside the stone mountain, a wide basin stretched out like a plain to the extent that the mountain on the other side seemed blurry.

And the tents that were built up tightly in the huge interior to form a city.

It was hard to even count, so I had no idea how many people were in there.

Great place.

It was difficult to jump down from the outskirts as the rising stone mountains wrapped around it like a lotus flower and covered the inside, and dozens of basins inside sank down toward the floor, adding to the height.

At a cursory glance, there are eight places in all that can be called passageways.

It is optimal for covering the inside and monitoring the outskirts, so there could be no better conditions for a defensive battle.

It was indeed a natural fortress made by nature.

Damn, if I knew there was a place like this, I would have built the original Sapaecheon here, not on Mt. Cheonzhong.

“It is the Great Basin of Cold Mountain.”

“Cold acid?”

“yes. The original name was a ghost. I heard that there is a legend that it is a place where a dragon wandering in the sky takes a rest for a while and builds a nest?”

“It’s grandiose, but it’s a fitting legend.”

At Hwangshin’s words, Jinmu smiled and looked inside the basin.

Return of Dragon’s Nest.

What a nice name.

A place to come back and relax.

It feels like the resting place of the palace that has returned to the central plains, so

maybe the miscreants of the palace are aiming for it and set up their headquarters here.

Anyway, now that I’ve found the main base, I had to pay close attention.

In the meantime, it was Jinmu who had met and fought with the chiefs of the palace.

Since it’s their main base, isn’t it possible that there might be worse ones than that?

“Shall we take a look?”

“Are you okay?”

“You’re going to do it anyway.”

“…”

This bastard.

Is it better to sell first to get hit?

When Jinmu frowned, Hwangshin hurriedly smoked a dangcheong.

Let’s see what I should do…

The Iron Swords haven’t arrived yet.

about half a day?

Even if you attack, you have to take a break, so you must have a day.

Shall we just break through and ask the master of the great arch to fight against him?

But what if it’s full of guys similar to the palaces they fought before?

There is no need to bring about a dog’s death. It doesn’t even fit my personality.

First of all, check the enemy properly and fight.

In order to do that, I need information first… Wouldn’t the emperor be too dangerous alone?

“…why are you all worried? It doesn’t suit you.”

“huh? what? I?”

“yes.”

“…can you see it?”

“It’s serious.”

“….”

My Shin-yi noticed a lot.

Well, even a dog in Seodang can recite Poongwol in three years. Since he has been following him for the longest time, is it difficult to read his expression?

“You have to be careful.”

“It is not a word that will come out of the Lord’s mouth. But don’t worry. I am confident that if I put my mind to it, I will not fall for the Lord.”

“…”

Look at this cheeky bastard?

Before I go, I want to open up a friendly conversation with my body, but I do not need to be discouraged in a dangerous situation, so I hold back.

“Don’t force yourself to check. It is only necessary to know roughly how many enemies there are and how many masters there are over a thousand.”

“yes.”

“Never get close to the lord of the palace. If there is a tent that seems to be there, run away unconditionally.”

“…yes.”

“It’s just one day. I can’t check everything. When the time comes, get out unconditionally.”

“….”

Hwangshin opened his eyes narrowly at the unfamiliar appearance, where he kept adding to what he was so worried about, and sang Jinmu.

“Lord.”

“huh?”

“My tongue is burning today. I am the emperor.”

“…”

So are you extroverted?

As proof of trust, this bastard cringedly named his name…

“I’ll be back.”

“Hwang…”

Jinmu opened his mouth to give a few more warnings, but Hwangshin quickly disappeared.

It’s so clean that you can’t catch it even in the vicinity of a dozen sheets.

Huh, look at this baby.

Now, if you change your mind and attack, you will be defeated at the moment you feel sorry for yourself.

It seemed that it was not only the rescue dog that made progress while being beaten up.

“yes?”

When Jinmu stared at him, Gakchul narrowed his eyes and pointed at himself.

“Get out.”

“yes.”

“Flow Haomun and the opening phrase. Their main base is here in Naengsan, or in Gusu.”

“….”

Despite Jinmu’s order, Gakchul just stared blankly at him and didn’t do anything.

“why?”

“Coming soon…now?”

“then?”

“how? I don’t have anything…”

“Hwangshin is good at anywhere?”

“…That’s Hwangshin-hyung.”

He waved his hand and laughed as if the excision was nonsense.

Only then did I find out.

The fact that Hwangsin is the only one who can fly the Jeonseogu at any time and anywhere.

You bastard… you must have other abilities besides hearing.

Jinmu, who turned his head in the direction where Hwangshin had disappeared, suddenly heard hallucinations in his ears.

Heavenly Lord, I am the emperor.

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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
Score 8
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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