Chapter 522

Episode 522. Jinseon (眞仙), true freshman

Gong Ji-seop examined the complexion of Yeonjeokha.

Since the master of ‘Soyojong’ said that he had come, if you are a ‘Cheonjijong’ person, you should be very embarrassed.

“is it so?”

That was it.

Gong Ji-seop rather fretted at his calm reaction.

“The Soyojong has arrived. Soyo species!”

“Yes, I heard.”

Yeonjeokha cleared his ears with an indifferent face.

He didn’t know why Gong Ji-sub was so excited.

After hesitating for a moment, Gong Ji-seob looked around and whispered.

“This is purely what Yeonsohyeop says as a life saver. Our Lord Moon believes that Yeon Sohyeop is a disciple of the ‘Cheonjijong’.”

“Am I?”

Gong Ji-seop frowned at his calm and weak question.

Until now, I thought he didn’t know much about the Savior or the sect.

But it’s so calm for such a thing that it feels like he’s doing it on purpose.

Could it be that he pretended not to know until now?

If so, he and his teammates who believed in him might find themselves in a serious situation.

Gong Ji-seop, who was in conflict, asked openly.

“Does Yeon Sohyup really have nothing to do with ‘Cheonjijong’?”

“How many times do you say? I’m a person who shouldn’t lie I don’t even know where the real ‘Cheonjijong’ is.”

“You don’t even know where it is? I think Jiyu told me about the Savior and the sect in the Heavenly Mountains?”

Gong Ji-seop looked at Yeonjeok-ha with absurd eyes.

Then, Yeon Jeok-ha confidently replied.

“Oh then? How do you remember hearing a story for the first time in your life? I told you. I’ve been locked in my house for ten years.”

I suddenly remembered my aunt Baek Mi-joo.

I never thought she’d put herself in a warehouse for ten years to be used this way.

“Grunt! All right. In any case, we are suspicious of the Sohyeop opened by our Munju and the ‘Soyojong’ master, so be careful.”

“Is there anything different about being careful?”

“Yes, yes, but still...”

Gong Ji-seop blurted out his words.

In fact, as he said, it was not a problem that could be avoided by being careful.

Moonju, even so, the disciple of So-yo-jong is not a person to just watch.

At that time, Hyeoncheonmun Mundo Songan-gun approached at a fast pace.

“Yeon Sohyeop Munju is looking for you.”

Gong Ji-sub asked quietly.

“Is the coriander from Soyojong still at ‘Sunwoogak’?”

“Yes, both of you are with Lord Moon.”

Gong Ji-seop’s face darkened at the word ‘two people’.

Not one person, but two!

It was a bit of a burden to have a relationship, but I walked away with a nonchalant face.

***

Sunwoogak.

In the office of the head of Hyeoncheonmun, So Cheonwu, the head of the gate, and two masters of Soyojong were sitting.

So Cheon-wu, who was sitting in the last seat, glanced at the two.

Cold sweat ran down my back as I sat face-to-face with the master of the sect, who is said to be difficult to meet even if I went there for the rest of my life.

What a quick response!

Even when I sent a letter to the person yesterday, I didn’t know that he would come today.

I never thought the power of a letter saying ‘there is a person who is suspected of being one of the world’s species’ would be so great.

A clear voice came to So Chun-wu’s ears as he diligently rolled his eyes.

“Does the Somunju know where he is from?”

So Cheon-woo hurriedly raised his head and met Won Sang-han, a master of the Soyo sect.

He looked like he was in his late twenties, but they said he had already reached the stage of ‘year of love’.

“He called himself the head of the Seokgyeongjang.”

“Seokgyeongjang? Was there a stone sutra in Chaoyangseong?”

Although he is young, Won Sang-han spoke without hesitation.

So Chun-wu took it for granted.

“I don’t know Suyakju, but there is no manor called Seokgyeongjang in Joyangseong.”

“is it. I asked someone to come, so you’ll find out soon. By the way, did you say that this place is Sunwoogak?”

“That’s right. It was written so that we should not forget our desire to help.”

Yeonjeokha stared at the old man called Cheonnoya.

When it came to revealing her history of martial arts, she had no words other than to say ‘Gucheon Hyeonnyeo’.

I don’t know if it will work for him though.

“It’s the name of ‘Jin-seon’ I haven’t heard in a long time. Could it be that you learned directly from him?”

Rather, Yeonjeokha was more surprised by Cheon Seunghak’s question.

You know Gucheonhyeonnyeo, but you talk as if you could learn from Gucheonhyeonnyeo?

“Do you know Gucheonhyeonnyeo?”

“Everyone knows. I don’t know all of Jinseon, but I do know at least the names of famous people.”

“By the way, what is Jinseon?”

Cheon Seung-hak laughed at Yeon Jeok-ha’s question.

“It’s strange that you don’t know the true line even though you said you learned from Gucheonhyeonnyeo. Jinseon literally means true immortal. If you want to know more, go to Soyojong through Biseungwahae. Unless, of course, you are a disciple of the clan.”

Cheon Seung-hak’s explanation ended there.

Looking at his expression, it seemed that he had no heart to say more.

Won Sang-han gritted his teeth inwardly when his teacher tolerated Yeon Jeok-ha’s words and actions.

Hey, at a young age like me, there’s no way you wouldn’t be greedy for ‘Yeonheo’.

Eventually, Seung-Hak Cheon turned his gaze to Sang-Han Won.

“Tsk tsk! stupid guy Neither of ‘paying back the grudge of servant Xiaoyao’ and ‘getting good disciples’ should be taken lightly.”

“yes.”

Won Sang-han quickly lowered his head.

Her face flushed hot, as if her feelings had been found out by her master.

He let out a long breath to calm his anger, then smiled and said.

“Like. You are right. I need to know if you are a disciple of the clan, so let’s go outside. You’re not going to reject this, are you?”

“It can’t be.”

Yeonjeokha stood up with the horse.

Before he knew it, his tone had changed to gentle again.

***

Hyeoncheonmun Gymnasium.

Yeon Jeok-ha and Won Sang-han stood facing each other in the middle of the gymnasium.

Since both of them are masters of ‘Yeonheo’, a ferocious air wave raged before they even started the dance.

Won Sang-han first pointed at the middle of the sky with the tip of his sword.

It is the intermediate swordsmith of the Soyo sect, Cheondong Goongji.

The clouds in the blue sky began to swirl around the tip of the sword.

It’s a sight that will make your heart shrink just by looking at it.

Soon, the sword broke through the clouds and poured down like heavy rain.

Whenever the sword strikes the floor, ‘Koo-kung!’ And there was the sound of the ground shaking.

It was about a hundred swords.

‘Did you see! This is my thunderstorm!’

Won Sang-han generously performed his best season in front of his teacher.

Yeon Jeok-ha’s life and death were out of his interest.

Rather, it is a message to live if you have talent or just die right here.

Even though Cheon Seung-hak read his disciple’s thoughts, he did not stop them.

It was because they thought that if the same ‘Yeonheo’ died from a sword attack, it would be nothing more than a chaff.

Cuckoo coo-.

Ocher-colored dust rose thickly with the explosion and covered the gymnasium.

Curious about the result, Cheon Seung-hak strained his eyes and glared at the dust.

Immediately, the corner of Cheon Seung-hak’s mouth rose slightly.

A sword blade was rotating fiercely around Yeonjeokha’s body, blocking the dust.

He blocked the Cheondong Goongji with that strange sword.

When the sword spirit didn’t drop any more, he held out the building to the enemy straight forward.

The dust seemed to be sucked into the center of the building, and then it began to swirl.

It is Cloud Dragon Wind Lake.

Kwaaaaa-.

Dust in the shape of a dragon swirled and was pushed toward Won Sang-han.

Surprised, Won Sang-han swung his sword three times without delay.

The swordsman he suddenly developed was the beginner swordsman Ilpajangcheon (一派長天), which he had learned from initiation.

pop! pop! pop!

The dust that had been hit by the one-wave stream was scattered in the air.

As Won Sang-han let out a sigh of relief, a fierce wind blew over him.

It was a wind tiger that had never been seen before.

In response to that eerie energy, Won Sang-han clasped his head with both hands with a sound of ‘Evil!’.