Chapter 500

Episode 500 (End of the main story)

After the war ended, Jinmu had nothing to do.

Leaving everyone to take care of the probation, he returned to the shaman.

I need to rest because my body is so tired.

* * *

Tak-tak-tak.

sound of slicing.

Sizzle.

The sound of pieces of meat being cooked, extracting fat.

The long-awaited, exciting sound of cooking filled Chungheoam Rock on Mt. Wudang.

Dang Se-ryeong, wearing an apron, went to Myeongjin to fry the meat for the second time.

Jinmu sat on the foundation stone of the hermitage and stared blankly at it with his back leaning against the pillar.

Come to think of it, I’ve done all of that before.

Chungwoo did not help and just ate greedily by the side.

It’s the same now.

Jinmu stopped glancing at Chungwoo as if he was pathetic and smiled.

Fortunately, he eats it. It’s so greasy in your mouth. Damn you pig.

Enjoying the long-awaited leisure, Jinmu looked at the people gathered at Chungheoam one by one.

As the hidden story of the Cheongmu investigation was revealed, Woon-gong escaped from Jangseo-gak and occupied the position of the head of the Senate.

After the war ended, the elders of the former shamans, including Myeong-hyeon, a long-time master who gave up his position as a master official and became an old man in the back room, and a master craftsman with a twist.

After that, Jinmyeong, who became a great scholar, and Jinmu’s brother-in-law, who became the owner of each palace.

And the disciples of Cheongja Bae, who were promoted from Ewha University to the first rank...

Why are all these bastards flocking to Chungheoam?

Even if it’s wider than before.

If you want to have a party, you have to do it in the widest Jasogung or Yeonmujang.

Those who return to rest will feel uncomfortable.

Jinmu frowned in annoyance, but Cheongsang filled the glass next to Jinmu and served the grilled meat on a plate.

“Would you like to eat overnight?”

“....”

I wished that this damn bastard was a shaman.

Now, alcohol and meat are very much a life.

Are you still a shaman sword?

But the hands and mouth were honest.

Jinmu poured the alcohol into his mouth and began to eat the meat.

“...it’s as if a storm has passed.”

“storm?”

“yes. Hasn’t a lot of things passed since you took care of Sasuk? It’s been less than five years since Sasook took the name.”

“...”

“Come to think of it, it’s really great.”

“what?”

“It’s like you’re living your life twice.”

“huh? what?”

How does this kid do it?

Jinmu turned his head and looked for Chun Woo-myeong.

There’s no way he... would have said that.

Jinmu shook his head at the sight of Chun Woo-myeong eating meat voraciously with a big smile next to Chung-woo.

In the meantime, Myeong-hyeon gives him a drink and he eats it happily.

Hey, but aren’t you a bit harsh?

No matter how past it is, how can you pretend to be friendly without feeling any sense of incongruity?

After helping to destroy the shaman with me...

While Jinmu opened his eyes and cried out, Cheongsang continued with a dreamy expression.

“In such a short time, a person who did not know martial arts had not even realized the realm of the river, so he rose to the position of the best man in the world before anyone knew it, right?”

“....”

That short time?

At Cheongsang’s words, Jinmu slightly opened his mouth as if he was absurd.

This kid is really funny.

I’m going on the road I’ve already been on, but I’m on the road for the first time, but I’ve already reached the top of the castle.

You man, that’s a bad habit.

That’s cheating other people.

“Something is missing.”

“Is it empty?”

“yes.”

“what?”

“Even though he was defeated by the ignorant Sasook, wasn’t he a really great enemy?”

“....”

“Something suddenly seemed so peaceful... Should I say that I lost my sense of purpose?”

Jinmu looked at Cheongsang blankly and lightly flicked his hand.

Aww!

“Awesome!”

When Cheongsang frowned and puffed out his cheeks, Jinmu snorted.

“Hey. Is that what the Shaman Swordsman would say?”

“yes?”

“Do you think that will continue?”

“...?”

Those who look at Jinmu.

Cheon Woo-myeong of Sapaecheon, Neungseo-hyeon of the Demonic Cult, and the disciples of a shaman belonging to the Jeongmu-maeng.

“Right now, everyone seems friendly, but as time goes on, they split up quickly.”

“....”

“And they will definitely fight. It’s divided into Jeongsama again. Another strange guy will appear and make a fuss.”

“...”

“That’s what Murim is like.”

“What is it?”

“The Yangtze River continues to flow and the waves are always new.”

“...”

Jinmu smiled while looking at Cheongsang.

Now that this Gaecheonju has a pierced mouth.

Even if there is nothing to do, shouldn’t it be crazy?

“Lord.”

“huh?”

“I’m not going with you, are you?”

“...”

Jinmu grinned at Hwangshin’s question as he looked at Gakchul and Neungseohyeon Cheon Woo-myeong, who were making the same expression.

What would you like to say these babies?

“Of course we are together. Aren’t you excited? Not the end, but a new beginning?”

“...”

Excited? A new beginning?

Such a crazy gaecheonju...

top line? preface?

Climbing (登) freshness line (仙).

It literally means ascending to the level of immortals... but how is it different from the story of dying?

Do it and die now?

There’s a certain amount of stupidity... When

everyone’s faces were distorted, Jinmu’s eyes sank deeply.

“What are those rotten faces? Don’t you like it?”

“...”

I looked closely.

That grin as he clenched his wrists and wringed his fists, those goddamn fangs.

Fuck...

“Ah ha ha ha ha.”

Everyone smiled awkwardly and averted their gaze.

“Now, move quickly!”

It’s not easy to find a way to rise to the top without dying.

Cheek.

Wait, damn fresh bastards.

I’m coming.

Having a new goal always made Jinmu happy.

Of course, that was one of the fun things.

* * *

Whoa.

The battlefield of Hebei, where the war swept away.

In the place where night came, unrecovered corpses were rotting away with demonic energy, and the indelible smell of blood was blowing in the wind.

Jerk, Jeop, Jeop.

Two people appeared in a deserted place.

A boy with a cold impression and an old man with empty sleeves blowing in the wind.

“Is this here?”

“yes.”

“It was miserable.”

“....”

“How do you show it to me?”

“It’s to remember the grudge.”

“It’s a grudge...”

The boy smiled lightly at the old man’s words.

“Will I have any of that?”

“...He was the father of the Sogoong-nim.”

“Abira.”

The boy laughed again.

“Did he deserve the name Abbi?”

“...”

“I don’t have a father, brother, or mother in my memory. There is only an old man mad with a lust for power and a monster that sucked in people’s spirits.”

The boy’s words spread calmly across the desolate plain.

“But... I want to try.”

“...?”

“Are you saying it’s a shaman sword?”

“That’s right.”

The old man’s eyes shone fiercely at the boy’s words.

“He is a great person. To think that a person has the martial arts of immortals.”

“yes. That’s great.”

“I’m thinking of going for it.”

“yes? Where are you talking about?”

“shaman. They say they are always recruiting students there.”

“Are you sure you want to become a shaman’s master?”

“yes. I know what you want from me You know better than one that it’s an empty dream that can’t come true. I just want to discuss gender with the person who is said to be the strongest in the world.”

“....”

“With your help, I have already learned the Mukryonghonwongong left in Hwasan Geumryonghyeop.”

“....”

“Now, if you only get the martial arts of a shaman, wouldn’t you be able to fight against him?”

The boy grinned cruelly, showing white teeth.

“You have to enter the tiger’s den to catch a tiger. And...”

“...?”

The silent boy turned his head and looked at the old man.

The old man’s eyes suddenly widened as if they were about to tear.

“This is... crazy... shut up.”

As soon as the boy squeezed his wrists tightly, the old man’s complexion turned pale as his energy disappeared like a torrent.

spam.

Eventually, when the boy’s hand fell, the old man’s neck was not attached to his body.

The boy closed his eyes and spoke softly to the head lying on the floor.

“Who would be surprised if one was added to all these corpses?”

and left the place.

As always, the place where the previous wave of the Yangtze River passed is filled by the following wave, and Moorim flows in a new direction again.

While repeating that someone becomes a villain and disturbs the world, and someone becomes another guild and protects it.

-complete-