Chapter 384

Episode 384:

Boom, Dung, Dung.

Along with the sound of drums that made the plain leave, the traces that started at one point gradually spread widely and soon painted the son-in-law black.

As Gal Seong-hyeok, who led the way from the front, staggered and sat down, Jin-mu, who leisurely followed him, pulled the reins.

chuckle chuckle.

As he gazed at Cheonsan Mountain while chewing on the Cheonsan Snow Grass stuffed into his mouth, the following ranks also took their places.

Hwangsin and children who escort Jinmu, Neungseohyun, Cheongsang and Cheongwu, and Dongcheonju, who lead the soldiers, kept their seats next to them with swollen faces.

They alone were a huge number, but it wasn’t just Dongcheon’s warriors who filled the ranks.

People in the Cheonsan area, cheering for Jinmu’s trip to Cheonsan, were watching, hoping that the changes that had come to the Demonic School would end successfully.

“Whoa... it’s cold.”

Looking at the snow-covered Cheonsan, Jinmu let out a white breath.

This is because the internal air did not block the cold. Originally, I didn’t believe the bullshit saying that I didn’t pay attention to Hanseo.

If it’s cold, you should be cold, and if it’s hot, you should be hot. Why are you pretending not to waste your energy? It was his theory that it was all hypocrisy and nothing but pretense.

“Master, this.”

Yangjin, who was next to him, hurriedly took off the fur coat he was wearing and handed it to him.

A thick coat made from the skin of the head of the Heavenly Mountain Seolmyo Shrine.

It was made by Jinmu for Yangjin, who was still weak in martial arts.

Jinmu, who was staring at the fur coat stretched out towards him, smiled and lightly punched Yangjin in the head.

“This boy. I’m on my way to bring down the heavenly mountain, so can I wear a bunny skin and go?”

Even if it’s not dragon skin, you should wear tiger skin.

“But you got chicken skin?”

“....”

Damn did I treat him too well? It’s very easy to say things....

But even though he’s shaking all over because he took off his clothes, his eyes are full of worries.

I can’t bear to beat this guy who is so proud of his teacher.

Neung Seo-hyeon and Dongcheonju came closer to Jinmu, who stroked Yangjin’s hair a couple of times.

“Federation Lord Majongjiro is open.”

“Majongjiro?”

“yes. It is a path that must be walked by those who want to challenge the throne.”

“Hmm.”

Jinmu looked at the gorge located at the tip of Neungseohyun’s fingertips with a nonchalant gaze.

iron gate wide open.

A blizzard of blizzards with a raging gust of wind creating a raging blizzard and being sucked into the middle as if being eaten.

I couldn’t even tell what exactly was inside or where the end of the road was.

The more I raise my gaze upward, the thicker the clouds.

“Anyway, the momentum I feel inside is unusual.”

“...”

“It looks like Yukga has moved after all.”

“Yukga?”

“yes.”

At Jinmu’s question, Neung Seohyun nodded.

“The fact that the priest of Northern Ri sent a small goddess to ask for it is the same as warning Lujia and Cheonsan.”

“...”

“This is the will of the religious leader, so it must mean never step forward.”

I bet it is.

I don’t think I’ll just sit back and watch him treat the guest he invited.

“The Federation Lord ignored the request. Not to mention, since he dragged me all the way to Munju, it is no different than giving Lujia and Cheonsan an excuse.”

“Hmm.”

Jinmu slowly rubbed his chin and nodded.

“If you had treated the Lord of the Federation as a guest, there would have been someone who would have come to meet you, but seeing that the door was left open...

”

“yes.”

Jinmu calmly watched Ma Jongjiro.

In other words, the entrance to that canyon called Majongjiro is about the same as the mouth of hell.

Everyone will be waiting with their knives hidden. To test whether he is worthy of becoming a master.

only you guys

“It’s fun.”

Judging by the cold smile on Jinmu’s lips, it is clear that he will push in soon. Seohyun Neung hurriedly opened her mouth.

“The six branches...”

The six pillars of magic.

As a family ruled by the so-called Mado Yukje, they took turns monopolizing the throne of the Demonic Cult for a long time.

“Among them, the three are now the largest, and the Yeomin is Bukga.”

“The family of Northern Lidocheon?”

“yes. Going north...”

“It’s okay.”

“What is the meaning of a seat next to you without fighting together? If you don’t like what we’re trying to help, just let us do it.”

Jinmu was momentarily taken aback by the unexpectedly logical words and closed his mouth.

You bastard... did you say this well?

After doing puppet shows often, it seems that he has developed a horse who knows how to deal with the situation.

It wasn’t wrong anyway.

As the puppet said, I promised to make you stand side by side when you stand on the top of the mountain.

“...shit. I can’t help it.”

I hate to share the feeling of reaching the top, but I couldn’t help but keep my promise.

“Instead, it’s only up to Dongcheonju.”

“All right.”

“And come from a distance if you can. Don’t interrupt.”

“...yes.”

“good. Then...”

Neung Seo-hyeon and Dongchunju, who swept their hearts at Jinmu’s back as he turned away with a clear expression of displeasure, secretly raised their thumbs at the puppet.

“hey!”

“...?”

Taking a step forward, Jinmu calls out to Seonghyeok Gal in a voice filled with annoyance.

“Everyone is leaving! Aren’t you going?”

“...?”

“...Exercise!”

hey hey

Gal Seong-hyeok, who knows the fear of calls and the sound of the wind, jumped up and followed Jin-mu as if he had never sat down.

I couldn’t even stop walking because the barrel stabbed me with a bone from behind.

Jinmu walked slowly and leisurely.

With my gaze fixed on the majongjiro, I slung Ilhui over my shoulder... and

they were all there.

Jeongmu-maeng Sapae-cheon and the Demonic Sect.

At the end of Majongjiro, Bukri Docheon is waiting.

A match against him, who had not seen a resolution in his previous life, and the way to the highest position as Jeong-sama, which he aimed for in his later life.

As Neung Seo-hyeon said, there will be numerous enemies hiding on the left and right sides of the road.

He will be waiting for the moment when he sharpens his sword and throws himself at his own throat.

Every moment you step foot, every place you see will become a battlefield.

But what does that matter?

Seongi, who had already been taken away by Hanseung, was mostly restored with a fleet of rabbits and cheonsanseolcho that Cheongwu caught on the way back.

wait guys

You who have dipped your feet in the waters of power for a long time and have been closest to the magical sky.

You guys who say you’re on top of everyone else and don’t even care what’s going on below.

I will stand at the top of the heavenly mountain and ask you to take responsibility for it.

I will rip the mouths of you guys left and right, who were just watching and flirting, abandoning the duty that a person with power should protect, regardless of the classification of Jeong-sama.

that buck

The first step Jinmu took crossed the boundary of life and touched the ground.

whee woo woo.

And the air has changed.

As if reminding me that it was distinctly different from the outside world, the flesh that came from all directions pierced my skin like needles.

Indeed, the headquarters of the Demonic Cult.

It is clear that quite a few guys would have been vomiting blood just for killing themselves.

It’s understandable why Seohyun Neung said no.

But I don’t take my steps.

Whoa!

With each step taken calmly, the huge presence emanating from Jinmu’s body spread out, pressing down on the front.

“Big!”

“Keugh!”

Moaning erupted from all over the canyon, where the murderous spirit that filled the inside was pushed out and even the raging north wind calmed down.

Those who were hiding could not overcome the energy of Jinmu and withdrew with moans.

I thought they would hide on the left and right sides of the road and attack.

Still, he didn’t attack from the back seat, as if he had pride.

And how long did it take?

In the distance, a man wearing a long robe embroidered with a black dragon was standing upright in front of the second iron gate, waiting for the performance.

Long eyelashes, a painted face, and long fingernails protruding through the long cloth.

Anyone can see that he was a warrior of the Demonic Dragon Galga.

His gaze passed Jinmu and indifferently looked at Gal Seonghyeok, who staggered behind him.

swish

The man of Yongmun Jangpo threw the sword in his hand at Gal Seong-hyeok’s feet.

What are you doing?

Jinmu looked at him curiously, but he slowly opened his mouth.

“Determine yourself, Father.”