Book 3 Chapter - 7

"11 nyangs."

"13 nyangs."

"11 Nyang 25 Moons"

Now the bargaining phase has shifted from hermitage to coins. It was an excellent skill indeed.

"Never."

"11 nyangs and 50 mounds."

Ryu-Yeon stepped up the pressure a little bit. To make your opponent cringe.

I let out a keen sense. As always, this method worked wonders.

I've never experienced failure using it."11 nyangs and 75 doors."

Finally, the shopkeeper gave up and agreed to a coin-level bargain. The trend is already

It's as good as decided.

"11 nyang, 50 doors, 50 per cent."

At this level, it is now completely a heist.

" I lost. I'll sell it for 11 nyang, 50 questions, 50 per cent."

The shopkeeper, who could no longer bear the exhaustion of his heart, finally surrendered and gave up the price.

I've come to give you a discount.

Thoroughly cut and cut and sold for 11 pieces, 50 pieces, 50 pieces, 50 pieces.

It's going to be three hermitage and save me 49 cents and 50 cents.

Only then did Ryu-Yeon smile of victory spread around his mouth.

He was elated as if he had finally won the war.

Changhong, Hyorong and Junho, who watched the match, said,

I've had enough of the Enuri form.

To have any lingering feelings about a price already settled.

It was not a virtue to have as a good businessman.

The shopkeeper smiled all over and told Ryu-Yeon.

"You have to name it, don't you?"

"Uh, you don't have a name yet?"

"This isn't a heartless place to take away the owner's naming privileges."

The shopkeeper said with a straight face. Originally, naming a pet is a matter of ownership.

Having is one of the privileges.

"What do you call it?"

I was lost in thought, and then I thought of something groundbreaking, and I said, "Tak."

I looked up as I ran into him.

"You'd better build a urethane."

It's like the Lord of the Sky, and it's like a cold blue feather that goes with it.

I thought it was a name.

It sounds so nice.

"That's a nice name."

The shop owner agreed with him. The Ryu-Yeon group, who are done with their business, are new to them.

I came out with a hawk who became a party. Behind their backs outside the door.

I heard the voice of the shopkeeper. As if he didn't want to miss a prospective client, he went all the way

I didn't forget the kindness.

"It's great for the dating business. Do your best."

The shopkeeper even waved him off. Ryu-Yeon is fighting a fierce price war

When you lead a victory, you take a thunderstorm, and you're in high spirits, and at the same time, a young man...

Come in and stand in front of the cash register. Two gallant-looking, fierce-eyed hawks.

A young man in his twenties on his shoulders. A young man's scapula with two hawks on his shoulders.

Nearby, there were leather protectors, which were found on the falcon's toenails.

It was protecting the wound. There is no black on his waist.

Instead, he is a master of martial arts and tributes, considering that he has a solid steel spherical arm on his forearm.

The ten fingers of a young man trained in black were probably the master of tribute.

The shopkeeper who saw him greeted him politely.

His formal greetings were by no means ordinary customers.

"Is Prince Three here?"

"Hi, General Ha."

The young man, embroidered with gold on his chest, pretended to know. He's a troubleman.

It was Woo Sung-chan, the third favorite of King Eung Seong-hyeon.

That's why General Ha's attitude was forced to be polite.

"Who are the people who just left? I've never seen him before."

"A year in which I was admitted to the hospital, perhaps as a memorial service, a year ago.

You must be here to buy it. It's been happening every year."

At this time of year, like the annual event, this branch of Chen Yueh-Bang has sent their own message.

It was crowded with customers who came to buy.

It was not that big of a deal. but

"By the way, wasn't he the one you just took?"

Woo Sung-chan's interest was not in people, but in the hawks he took.

First of all, Woo Sung-chan didn't know Haedongcheong's new name yet.I called him that.

What he's referring to is obviously what Ryu-Yeon bought at the end of a fierce discount.

The thunderstorm was clear.

"Yes, that's right. He's finally met his friend."

"He's the one who has never touched anyone but you.

Aren't you a troublemaker?

I can't believe he's been so obedient in following our guests.

It's also the first-year-olds, too."

"Yes, I couldn't easily believe it either.

You're the only one who's ever been there.

Because he didn't exist.

But this time, in front of the guest, in front of the cat,

I was sitting down like a mouse.

It's really unexpected.'

"Oh, that's a very interesting thing. You've just left the guest's name.

You know that, right? Teach me."

Because the correspondence function is to send and receive letters, where they sell them,

Traditions were supposed to mark individuals' personal numbers and regions.

This was because only then could the charter be prevented from being reversed in advance.

So, of course, in Chen's defense division, the master of Jeon Seo-ung is also on the books.

I was keeping a record.

Cheon Eung-bang sells Jeon Eung-eung, but the operation of Jeon Eung-eung-eung-eung makes a lot of money.

It was a reserved literary group. Jeon Seo-eung pushed out Jeon Seo-eung and pushed out Kang Ho's blue sky.

As they took control, Cheon Eung-bang also grew strength and wealth together.

Chancellor Ha checked the books again.

"Here you are. It's called Ryu-Yeon."

"Really? I've never heard of you before. One of the post-employee indices with that name.

Were there any people?"

The young man briefly took a look at the biographies in his head, but on his list,

Such a name did not exist. Then there's a very high possibility that it's an unknown.

It was a story.

"Anyway, we'll find out later, 'cause he's a decent guy.

I'm just wondering who it is, so don't worry too much.

He has a bad temper, but it's too much to say that he's the best.

He's not. I wonder if the master would have trained him.

"Right, by the way, what brings you here?"

"Oh, look at my mind. It's because of my chia's necklace.

I wanted to change it to a new one."

Only then did the young man bring up his business. Chia is one of the two animals he owns.

It was the name of a brown peregrine falcon sitting on the left shoulder. Most of the time, the hawk's owner.

I often wore necklaces depending on my hobby. The name of the hawk on the necklace.

It had the owner's name on it, which, in addition to the role of representing the owner,

These days, it has been frequently used for other purposes.

"What about your last necklace?"

Woo Sung-chan looked embarrassed when asked by the shopkeeper Ha.

Talked out.

"Oh, you mean, it's lost."

Suddenly, General Ha's face brightened up.

"Congratulations, young master. You've succeeded. What kind of cow is this?"

Woo Sung-chan glanced at General Ha for a moment and then changed his mind.

"It was because we didn't have to tell them everything.

"Well, I don't know about that, just get me a new necklace."

Acha and Ha chided himself for his frivolity. In the love business of young people.

There is no need to get in the way of course. I don't want to lose points to my opponent.

It was nothing more than an act.

"Oh, my God, this old man has been acting up for a while. Then leave it to me.

I'll make it clear by tomorrow."

"Then I'll ask you a favor."

Legend about the god of heaven and earth.

Today is the day of the long-awaited first class. The weather is stormy.

Without unannounced showers or crashing into the dry sky,

It was only sunny. It was my first class in Cheonmu Academy.What a complicated procedure I had to overcome to take this one class.

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't help but be moved from the morning.

The first class took place in the sword and the sword and stone. It was a class called "Infinite Challenge."

It was a basic course that any freshman in the astronomy had to take.

Ryu-Yeon, Hyorong, Changhong, and Yoon Junho were all in the first grade.

I can take the class at the same time. Of course, Mo Yong-hwi was with me.

It seemed that there was no such thing as a peculiar person who was reluctant to socialize with the original person.

Everyone seems to be familiar with Mo Yong-hwi, and they are constantly talking about themselves.

He was on the tip of his tongue. But Mo Yong-hwi is focused on himself.

Unsocial human stereotypes by firmly commenting on people's issues.

I showed them.

The thunderbolt was left to a non-adjustment. By now, we've been working on a number of non-responsive falconry agents.

You'll be well-natured and well-natured. Of course, thunderstorms are in one place.

He seemed to find it more interesting to walk through the sky than to be tied down.

The lecture room was spacious enough for about 50 people to sit in.

There was a wide blackboard, two sheets wide and half-length. Today's class is

It was also a basic lecture on Muhak as a whole, but at the same time, the management and management of the Cheonjajo dynasty

It was also a class that was decided. So everyone's excited and excited.

It was full. We haven't known anything about the management yet.

Everyone was looking at the door that had not yet been opened with anticipation.

Then the little murmur that existed in the classroom suddenly disappeared.

"Here it comes!"

Hyorong said with shining eyes.

It was clear that other officials were aware of that fact. The other person intentionally made a sign.

I've never erased it, but I don't think I'll ever notice anything approaching in chapter three.

At least the fool wasn't in this classroom.

"Drum roll"

The door finally opened and the master who would be in charge of them walked in.

"He is!"

The first thing that recognised him was always Mr. Chang-hong, the Notina. Ryu-Yeon은

Whenever I was bored, I called him an old man. I don't know if he has any talent for this.

He was a man of considerable knowledge of the river as a whole, perhaps a product of hard work.

"Who is it?"

Poking Changhong in the ribs with his elbow, Ryu-Yeon asked.

"Oh, it hurts. Don't you recognize that famous man?"

Once again, I gave Ryu-Yeon a sharp look at her thinking of pinching her.

I decided to give up soon. It was because I knew it was nothing but rubbish.

As the silent air was reactivated, the surrounding area became noisy again. labor-management

It seemed that Changhong wasn't the only one who recognized the identity.

Ryu-yeon once again stabbed Changhong in the ribs, and this time it was revenge for Pinzan.

I increased the intensity a little. I let you know quickly and sent a running signal.

"Wow, that's Ok Hyunjin, the kendo master of Mt. Mudang. His Black

He's the master of kendo, saving a dying man."

Changhong explained in excitement, unable to hide his admiration. In his words

It contained true respect and admiration for Ok Hyun-jin.

That's a big deal.

We haven't been together for long, but Changhong has been so serious.

Respect was new to me today. Just like you, sometimes.

Like an old man, he used to complain and complain.

To put it simply, I had to see myself as a nagger. As Changhong has already said.

Ok Hyun-jin, the elder of the shamanism who will be in charge of the first grade Cheonja-jo, belongs to Ryu-yeon,

The first impression was soft and gentle overall. Especially down to the chest.White beard and rolled-up gray hair were impressive old masters. in a folk tale

His eyes are like a calm lake, to match his appearance reminiscent of a good man.

It was only quiet. But it's too early to judge him by his appearance.

It was early.

Although the figure was that of an infinitely gentle and benevolent old man, he used his sword.

He was the best master who could be sprinkled like a child's prank.

A tamponade will probably not be difficult. The ability to tear down a mountain with a sword alone.

It's the owner. The eyes of nearly 50 officials were all focused on him.

Now the class has finally begun.

They couldn't control their pounding hearts in the first class. Class is

It started with the greeting of Ok Hyun-jin.

"Nice to meet you all.

I'm Okhyun, a shaman who will be in charge of the martial arts."

Despite being a master, Ok Hyun-jin of the Order of the Ruling Sword spoke to the officials with anti-honorific language.

I was writing it. Of course, it's not easy for all Mousabu to use honorifics to government officials like him.

No, there were individual differences here, too. Most of the classes at Cheonmu Academy are written instruments.

I didn't need it. It was because it focused on the application of understanding and principles.

Of course, it did not regulate the use of writing instruments, or handwriting.

It is entirely up to individual judgment. The Celestial Academy has a certain level of discipline.

Most of the lectures are merciless because they begin education on the premise of ideal.

Often, all the basic contents were skipped and started from the main point.

But if you can't keep up with the class and raise the white flag,

There were few. They were the best people to sift and filter out.

A lecture on basic basics was just an insult to them. Such an outstanding group of people.

Helping late indexers reach their destination, high altitude.

The role of guide was one of the purposes of Cheonmu Academy.

"Hey, if you're Ok Hyun-jin, aren't you a master of the Eight Sword of Wudang?"

Han Kwan-do pretended to know. Ok Hyunjin, who became their master from today,

Of the eight highest number of shamans, which are called the two great mountains of Murim along with Shaolin,

It was one of the best. The shaman's eight-year-old has the respect of all strangers in the stronghold.

It was both the object and the spiritual pillar of shamanism.

"Famous for the story of Hasak seven Woong's submission to the sword last time."

"I've never hurt anyone, and I've knelt seven Woong with a single sword.

You mean five years ago?"

"Yes, the case. You know that well."

" Of course."

Five years ago, he was persecuting a street vendor, and he killed seven scum named Hassak Seven Woong.

Ok Hyun-jin was talking about the incident involved in it.

At that time, Ok Hyunjin was rushing his way because he had to go to Amifa.

I got involved in the meeting. He's a very gentle man.

It was an unintended encounter with an unpleasant incident. Anyway, it's their fault.

Because of Hasak 7woong, Ok Hyunjin was a celebrity of Moorim.

I couldn't let it pass. I don't know if I didn't know, but I'm sure that's what

Now that it happened, we couldn't let it slide. Pretend you didn't see someone being persecuted.

It is not in the best interests of a strong man, nor in the teaching of private matters.

To the chagrin of the countless menial Hasak seven Woong, who do so because of their work.

He pulled out a sword and lifted it. I'd rather end it with words.

I couldn't help it because I didn't think to listen to you. Ok Hyunjin doesn't like it.

It was decided to open another new window by swinging a sword.

The game was played out in a single sword.

The sword wasn't needed for such scum cousins.It was a decided match from the start.

The blue gale from his Songmun High Sword... and the seven swords...

Hassak 7ung, who lost his weapon, was armed with dust.

Throwing away their self-esteem like a devoted pair and making themselves happy.

I asked for forgiveness. You can't even flinch from a single sword.

It was conceivable how great their fear must have been since they were all scrapped.

Ok Hyeonjin, originally famous for being nice, gives them a light lesson.

I've given you a simple warning. After that, where did they commit the crime?

The story didn't come at all. Every time I decide to do something bad, in front of my eyes,

Adult streets would not have been dared because of the blue-black flag.

So they reportedly decided to switch industries.

As a master of both skill and character, he has not only swordsmanship.

He was an outstanding warrior who was respected by Murim in terms of character.

The sound of Ok Hyun-jin's skills and status is heard everywhere in the background.

It was captured in Ryu-Yeon's ear.

"The reason why you came into the Chunmu Academy is that, first personally, you know, there's a new kind of shamanism.

Second, from the perspective of Jeong Do-in, I'm a man of that abominable Heukdo Sapa.

The power against the key adversaries, the Macheongak and the Black Heavenly Alliance.

It's to raise, ultimately, a powerful blood and slaughter that may come.

It's to become a shield against the forces.

From now on, at this Chunmugwan Academy, you'll be able to achieve your own exploits.

To create an optimal environment for understanding and aggressive training.

We will spare no effort and full support. "

If Baekdo has Jeongcheonmeng and Cheonmuhakgwan, Heukdo has the same Cheonmuhakgwan in Baekdo.

There was Macheongak, the grand prize of Heukdo Sapa Talent Training Center. The angle of the sky is the black island of Heukdo.

It is the largest educational institution in Heukdo Island to cultivate and train the best fighters.

It is right to say that it is the biggest competitor of Cheonmu Academy. It's not about pride or honor.

They are rivals who can never lose each other. Maybe that's why their relationship is so...

And when we're bored, we blame each other, we curse each other, we spend the last hundred years.

I've let it slide.

"As you all know, today's lesson is about to clear your mind once again.

How the dark history and affairs of Murim over the past hundred years are now subtle.

I'd like to briefly comment on whether it caused tension."

Today's lesson is based on the assumption that we all know that 100 years of history in common sense.

On the one hand, it's a miracle, but I'm sure you're not aware of it.

It was for. And today, Ok Hyun-jin experienced the miracle.

Even a three-year-old child would know nothing about today's class.

I didn't know there would be Ryu-Yeon in my dreams.

"I'm sure you've all heard of the name of the Heavenly Ghost."

Ok Hyun-jin has a cursed name as if he was coughing up a foreign substance stuck in his throat.

Spit it out.

"Scary spirit!"

Every student in the classroom freaked out when the name "Chun-Ga-Ling" came out.

The whole classroom was stunned by the surprise of the students except Ryu-Yeon.

It seemed to have stopped. The reaction when I heard the name was that anywhere in the stronghold,

It will be the same. The same will be true of Black Island as well as White Island.

That's how much the name means, regardless of black-and-white transfer, it's the name that everyone hates and avoids the most.

It was a cursed name. The reaction was exactly what Ok Hyun-jin expected.

"And there's probably no one who doesn't know what blood is."

This time the hall sank rapidly in the depths of silence. The sound of everything is...Swallowed in the abyss of futility, the air is freezing cold and sinking.

It was even a misunderstanding. What name is it this time that makes you lose your breath?

Ryu-yeon, why is the atmosphere so cold with just one name?

I didn't know why, but I kept my lips firmly shut.

"Why do you say such a terrible name?"

A coffin with a firm face jumped up and protested. Everyone else has their names.

Just listening to it will bring you a curse or something terrifying.

He looked as if he had a jinx. According to the horrors of the name,

The horrors of the Heavenly Ghost were just shadows. Because he's here, he's a coward.

Fear is what happens. He was a collection of blood, slaughter and fear.

"Of course you don't want the name mentioned directly.

The name, however, has been implicitly taboo in Murim for more than a hundred years.

Because it's a name. But today, I'm here to tell you the name.

What I mentioned was that you should focus on the military with a new mindset.

It's to do it's to do. And it's also the education policy of our Chunmu Academy.

As usual, Cheonmu Academy tells this story to freshmen first.

You want to look away and you don't want to think about it.

Maybe that deep, dark mass of despair and fear that I want to hide forever.

I'm putting it in front of you. But don't turn a blind eye to it.

You're proud to be a student of the Catholic Church, and you're going to be the light of the crowd.

They're talented people."

There were buzzing noises from all over the classroom. Everyone's shaking. Everyone's in a state of turmoil.

I could sense it with my skin.

"Now it's time for you to face the reality in front of you.