Episode 151

“...It takes a long time.”

the procedure is original

“You have a lot of luggage.”

that’s kinda

Jinmu and Dang Se-ryeong looked at the skit in front of them with bewildered expressions.

“Black and white sasuk. If you go here, when will I see you again?”

The sight of the first disciples of Cheonryonggak embracing Unam and even shedding tears was pitiful no matter how you look at it.

The mark of Unam was determined by the decision of Punghwan.

It was understandable that it had been a long time since Kunlun had been at war with Madou for a long time, but the procedures were difficult and there were many greetings to share.

Well, since I won’t be able to see you for a long time, I’m worried.

However, Pyojuran is a way of training to gain enlightenment by wandering around the central plains, gaining experience, and self-mortification.

however.

“This is hunting tools, cooking utensils, various spices and...”

“Take these too. I don’t know if there’s something to do overnight.”

“Ouch, I almost forgot this.”

The elders handed over the items they had brought with them one by one, and Unam took care of them with care.

Let’s take that many things one by one. At first, it was just a small bag.

“It can’t be because it’s so small. Do you have any other fabric? I need a wider cloth to use as a furoshiki, so please bring it.”

It gets bigger.

“Sasuk Sasook. You should also bring a spare set of clothes.”

“...”

I’m really excited to see it.

What kind of clothes does this guru bring with him?

Eventually, Unam sees a disciple bringing even the bedding he was using.

Unam stuffed all of that into a bundle.

“Utcha will leave now.”

“okay. It is truly magnificent to see our priest leaving a long way.”

Unhae patted the shoulder of Unam, who was only young in his eyes.

“Come on, Jinmu Dojang. Hurry up and leave.”

After greeting everyone, Unam turns his head toward Jinmu and smiles.

“....”

Jinmu looks blankly at Unam.

“why?”

Why?

“Do you have any problem?”

Unam makes a puzzled expression.

It seemed that he did not understand his situation at all.

Along with a huge bundle on his back, two cloths the size of a person, divided in both hands, and a piece of luggage he had slid across the way.

“Haa...”

Was there a war somewhere?

Are you going to evacuate?

If you’re going to do this, why don’t you take Kunlun Mountain with you?

Irritability rises like a flood.

“Are you... going to take all of that?”

“Of course. Isn’t there a saying from ancient times that there is no end to suffering? I don’t know what might happen to this pungjin river.”

At Unam’s words, the elders nodded as if they were indeed right, and a sigh came out of their own accord.

Unam is so combative that his eyes go round when he sees the Demonic Cult.

And before that, no matter where you go and bandit, a guy strong enough to live for a few generations simply packs a lot of unnecessary things?

As a rule, the simpler the traveler’s luggage, the better.

It’s still a lump of baggage that I’ve been carrying at the request of Punghwan.

Jinmu furrowed his brow and approached him, accepting it as if taking away the burden he was carrying in both hands.

“uh?”

It sounds like an ‘uh’.

“Why do you need this?”

Jinmu first took the bedding out of the luggage and threw it away.

“Oh no, Jinmu Dojo. If the bed is cold and the boss eats horns.”

I lightly ignored the voices of concern raised by the first disciple and took out cooking utensils and various spice packages.

“What is this again? Where do you want to stay?”

“No that!”

Elders’ concerns.

If I had only tried to get the Sheep Heart Gong, it would have been much faster to attack the shaman.

It would have been easy to defeat the powerless shaman with the skills of Daerang and his subordinates, who were comparable to the seven stars of political affairs.

Anyway, now that I have obtained Taegeuk Yogyeol, I have more time to spare.

It doesn’t matter if they are aiming for the rest of the pieces remaining in the cavity and the volcano, that is, the first half of the Jubon, and get it before Jinmu.

If you can’t get it, you just need to learn the first half of the spirit gong of goodwill left in the shaman.

There is no way that Jinmu, the shaman prosecutor, will not give it to him when he is begging.

Would I rather go back to being a shaman?

no. that’s a last resort

get what you want yourself

It won’t be too late to decide after looking around the cavity and the volcano.

But what kind of organization is the people called ‘Gung’, in which a person named Daerang is a member?

For what purpose did he seek Taiji Yao-gyeol, and for what purpose did he create a false image of Gu Ya-ja to fight the Demonic Cult and Kunlun?

Like he created Sapaecheon, is he trying to create another force by causing chaos in Moorim and taking advantage of that gap?

Neither is that.

Then there is no need to hide and move secretly.

It must have some purpose.

“What am I really worried about?”

After thinking for a while, Jinmu smiled.

Thinking about it over and over again only made my head more complicated.

It doesn’t matter what they do. Jinmu’s dream had already grown big like the grass that survived the rainy season.

They’re the ones who will all kneel under your feet anyway.

Once you get Yang’s Heart Gong, then learn Mukryonghonwon Gong again to regain your past powers.

What if, really, if you realize the meaning of Taegeuk Yogyeol and unite the seonki (仙氣) nestled within your body and the morale (邪氣) of Mukryonghonwongong?

It is the birth of an absolute, unprecedented in the history of the old and new.

He is twenty this year.

Assuming you live until you paint the walls with shit, you have a lot of years left to shine.

Even if he was covered in someone else’s body due to the goddamn guardian’s sorcery, he might enjoy eternal life if the aura of the herb of immortality remained.

Anyway, he takes over the political affairs alliance, puts Sapaecheon back in his hands, and even swallows up the Demonic Bridge.

If the people called the palace gain power with a new force, even them.

And one day standing at the emperor’s bedside...

Hehehe. Just thinking about it made me feel better.

“Jimmu Dojo! Jinmu Dojo!”

“hey!”

“...uh?”

While I was fantasizing about it for a while, Unam and Dang Se-ryeong were singing Jinmu several times.

“What are you thinking so hard about? You don’t answer when I call you?”

did you?

I feel so good.

“why?”

“You got me all over. When are you going to rest?”

When I turned my head at Dang Se-ryeong’s annoyed words, the sun was disappearing over Seosan, casting a red light.

Is that how you feel? It is a landscape that will inevitably arouse admiration.

“ah!”

“You are saying the same thing. When are you going to rest!”

Dang Se-ryeong glared at Jinmu with irritated eyes.

This bastard girl is not cheap anyway.

If it’s not Chuhyanggo that Dang Se-ryeong ate, I’ll take it off right away... oh wait!

Chuhyanggo?

Wasn’t that something that could be burned by injecting it into the body?

Jinmu looked at Dang Se-ryeong as if he had suddenly realized.

Mistress, why didn’t you realize it when you healed me before?

okay! Is it okay to burn it?

It’s Manrichujonghyang, it must be hard because I ate too much. What if I burn the Chuhyanggo in my body?

Hehehe I can’t believe I’m thinking of that easy way now!

“Why split? When are you going to rest!”

Dang Se-ryeong nervously glared at him.

How about these, how about those?

My head is already full of pleasant thoughts, so what if you glared at me?

My eyes are not cold, but I will endure it for today.

“Let’s rest, rest. Let’s stay overnight over there.”

Jinmu smiled with an understanding expression and pointed at the base of the desolate rock.