Martial Arts Conference (1)

 

"Then I'll be back. Grandpa·"

"Hehehe... I'm going to be careful..."

Mujin said goodbye to Hyunguang to participate in the Wulin Tournament.

A few days before the date of the Wulin Conference, Mu Jin had a secret dance with several Shaolin disciples as his final practice.

The three great disciples skipped over and began to dance with the two great disciples, and in the end, Hye-gal or Hye-dam· He had a secret dance with his disciples like Hye-kwan.

"Maybe it's because of the White Treasure Priesthood, my mood is much better."

As I learned the martial arts of spewing and manipulating qi far and wide, my sense of qi increased, and I became more accustomed to reading other people's qi.

The secret dance with the Great Disciple and the Great Disciples was a process of refining the enlightenment that he had learned from Yunhe Jinyin by making use of that feeling.

It's a practice of reading other people's qi and predicting the herbivores they want to use.

After completing the final training and inspection, Mujin was now ready to leave Shaolin.

I wonder if he read such Mujin's intentions?

"Hehehe... It looks like you're going to leave Shaolin for quite some time..."

Hyunkwang added a strange word to Mujin as he said goodbye.

"When I've finished everything I need to do this time, I'm going to come back to Shaolin. There is still something I need to tell you."

Mujin, who had been troubled by Hyunguang's words for a while, replied half-honestly.

“··· I'll be sure to come back when I'm done. Grandpa·"

"Hehehe... That's right· That's it..."

After greeting Hyunguang with a smile on his face, Mujin left the hall.

* * *

Shaanxi Treasure System ·

The Murim League, a coalition of political factions, was located right there.

The reason was simple.

The biggest forces in the political faction, the Gu Pile Bang and the Five Generations, are the two largest factions. The middle ground between the fifteen great powers was Hubei or Shaanxi.

And the reason why Shaanxi was chosen between Hubei and Shaanxi was because of the war with Maqiao in the past. It was judged that the area of Treasure in Shaanxi Province would be more advantageous to deal with the demonic forces invading from Xinjiang.

Hanzhong, a strategically important location connecting Sichuan and Gamsuk, was also a candidate, but it has long been known as a place with very inconvenient transportation due to its rugged terrain. Just like Jojo put it.

In any case, for this reason, the realm where the Wulin League was established was now attracting people from all over the Central Plains.

The upcoming Moorim Tournament · Among them, there were people who flocked to participate in or watch the Dragon Seal Branch Association.

Thirty-eight years after the creation of the Wulin League·

Thirty years after the Dragon Seal Branch began to be held with the Wulin Conference, it has been thirty years.

This was the fourth time the tournament had been held, so the neighborhood of the Wulin League was surrounded by crowds and buildings that were close to the city.

Originally, the place where Wulin Meng was located was a quiet place located on a hill in the area called Bogye.

However, as the saying goes, even a mountain changes in ten years, countless people came and went in the quiet neighborhood of Wulin Meng, and it gradually took the form of a prefecture.

Called the outer surface because it is the outskirts that surround the Wulin Meng, it is built in a place with an imposing appearance.

It was a manor built by the Zhuge family, and it was a place where the people of the Zhuge family who were working in the Murim family and those who came to the Murim League from the main family stayed.

At such a manor, people who were not members of the Zhuge family came as guests.

"Have you all been so excited?"

In response to a question from Zhuge County, the elder of the Zhuge Se family, who arranged this event today, the people who came here gave a variety of reactions.

"Hahaha· It's been a while..."

The elder of the Huangbo family who just pretends to be hot-tempered and responds coolly.

"Why have you arranged this?"

The elder of the Sichuan Tang Family, who was looking at Zhuge County with a keen gaze, as if trying to read Zhuge County's intentions.

"Tsk· I'm guessing you're trying to tell me a poetic story again..."

Zhuge Sega, who keeps rolling his hair, doesn't seem to like it, and talks in a low tone.

“····”

And even the Namgoong family, who sits in an arrogant manner as if it doesn't matter.

The elders of the great three families, called the Five Great Generations of the World, had gathered together.

These were the people who participated in the Murim Games as a kind of representative of the family in each of the three families.

Facing them, Zhuge Xuan opened his mouth with a strange expression.

"I'm sure you've heard the rumors and know that, Shaolin's recent behavior has been unusual..."

In place of the silent Nangong and the dumbfounded Huang Bo, the elders of the Tang family and the Fang family opened their mouths.

"'It's unusual.'"

"Are you talking about the councillor or some kind of weird business?"

"That's right..."

"Are you worried about that act of volunteering?"

"The majority of the clinic's revenue is spent on the relief of the poor, but it is true that Shaolin continues to expand its business. What's more, it's a business that we're working hand in hand with the Tianryu Merchant ...

Hearing Zhuge Xuan's explanation, the elder of the Tang family began to roll the abacus with a cold face, and Fang Ga gave him an annoyed expression.

"And it's not just the congressman who is the problem. As you've probably already heard, Shaolin also joined hands with shamans. A year and a half ago, he sent two great disciples and three great disciples to conduct martial arts exchanges. Immediately after that, I opened a clinic in Kyun County, which is right in front of the shaman."

"You mean that even the shaman has joined hands in the heavens..."

"Yes· What is it but that they, who have been pretending to be noble all this time, are not showing their ambitions?"

"Can you tell me the main story soon instead of talking about everything you know?"

In response to the hot-tempered Elder Fangga's question, Zhuge Xuan replied with an intelligent smile.

"What does it mean that Shaolin was the first to join hands with the shaman? Aren't you trying to create a faction centered around the old file?"

"Are you suggesting that we create a force led by the Five Great Sega to counter that force?"

"Let's call it 'insurance' rather than a counter-attack. You'll have to be prepared just in case."

At Zhuge Xuan's words, the five elders there looked at each other with various eyes.

* * *

At one side of the Zhuge family's manor, the elders of each family were talking.

There, the late exponents of each of the three families who had followed the elder to this place gathered and had a conversation.

'Haam· I'm bored...'

And even in the Tang family, which is famous for its sullen personality, she is treated as a different species. Tang Somi forcibly held back a yawn to kill time.

'Aren't you tired of them?'

In the place she looked, a group of late-stage exponents gathered around a young man and chattered.

It is said that it is called the Five Great Generations, but there was a clear difference in power even within such a Five Great Generations.

And if the current world's first gate was a shaman, then the current world's first family was the Namgong family.

At the center of the current post-index, he is pretending to listen to his peers who are silently chattering.

"Ho Ho Ho · I don't know if it was necessary to hold a dragon bag branch meeting this time. After all, the championship belongs to Namgoong's brother..."

"Tsk· Namgoong's victory is a matter of course, but shouldn't we also make a name for ourselves? Fang Sozer·"

"That's right... Ho Ho Ho · This is true· Let's hope the bracket goes well."

He is a young man who is said to be the future of the Namgoong family. It was Nangong Jincheon·

There were a few of them who were burning their desire to compete with Namgong Jincheon, but all the women were trying to look good to him. If it's just you...

'Huh?'

However, upon closer inspection, he saw that there was one other woman besides him who showed no interest in Nangong Jinchen.

Naturally, curiosity arose in her heart.

'Zhuge Jinhui . . . Wasn't it?'

She was quite a famous woman, too, so I heard her name and story a few times.

She is the great lady of the Zhuge family, but at the same time, she is an overly ambitious woman who is overstepping her position as the head of the family.

But Tang Somi recalled the information and tilted her head.

"Then you have to show a desire to win, don't you?"

Zhuge Jinxi really didn't seem to be interested in Nangong Jinchen at all. That common game-winning bathtub driveway·

Then· Zhuge Jinxi, who was watching Tang Xiomi, moved her body. Intrigued, Tang Xiao Mi followed Zhuge Jinxi out of the room.

"Sister Zhuge Sister!"

She called Zhuge Jinxi in a cheerful tone, and Zhuge Jinxi looked at her with a sullen expression.

"What's going on? Tang Sozer·"

Even though she called her sister, she replied in a stiff tone.

"I was so bored inside, I was curious to see what Zhuge was going to do, so I followed her."

But Tang Somi put an iron plate in her face and pretended to be innocent.

"If you follow me, you won't see anything funny. I'm thinking I'd rather practice than have time to talk over there."

So it was as if he was asking me to turn off my attention, but Tang Somi was curious and didn't back down easily.

"After all, you deserve to be called the Zhuge family's maiden... Is your goal to break the sword of the Southern Palace?"

"I'm not really interested in the sword of the Southern Palace..."

"Hmmm· It's hard to aim too high. I understand your feelings..."

Tang Xiao Mi pretended to be innocent and uttered provocative words, and a smile appeared on Zhuge Jinhui's face. It was a cold smile.

"It was just a process. I have someone else in mind..."

At Zhuge Jinxi's words, Tang Xiomi's eyes sparkled and sparkled.

Namgoong Jincheon said that it is just a process. If so, what does that mean?

"You mean you know a stronger late exponent than Nangong Jincheon!!"

Dangsomi, who was crazy about thinking so much, asked a question.

"Do you mean Lady Dragon?"

"It's not a clean water dojo. I need to cultivate, so I'm done..."

After greeting her in a blunt tone, she looked at Zhuge Jinxi who was turning around, and Tang Xiaomi's eyes began to shine with interest.

'Maybe it's more fun than I thought?'

She suddenly began to be interested in this dragon bag meeting.

* * *

Countless crowds are gathering. There the disciples of Shaolin arrived.

"Whoaaa~!!"

Mu Yul innocently admired the bustling appearance, and Mu Gong also spoke in a curious tone, although he didn't show it.

"Is it always so bustling?"

"Hehehe... Even in peacetime, people come and go, but not as much. Because of the Wulin Tournament and the Dragon Seal Society, people gathered here to geji..."

Answering Mu Gung's questions was Ambassador Hyun Hyun of Oedangju, who was in charge of this trip.

There was no way that Shaolin would send out only four of the three great disciples for an event like this. And while the Dragon Seal Branch Meeting is only the biggest event, the Wulin Conference is just a venue for political dialogue and dialogue held by the Moorim League.

The so-called Murim Mingsook demonstrated martial arts and held meetings with key figures from various schools on major issues in the Murim League.

Even so, Shaolin had a fairly modest procession.

Ambassador Hyun Hyun, who is the representative, has one of his disciples. Five Great Disciples· Lastly, there were only four Three Great Disciples who would be participating in the Dragon Seal Branch.

"I'm going to head to the manor to unpack my luggage first..."

With that, Ambassador Xuan took the lead, and Mu Jin and other Shaolin disciples followed.

Naturally, the eyes of the crowd that filled the streets turned to them.

"It's Shaolin..."

Recognizing Shaolin's unique vermilion lyrics, their perspectives were diverse. Some look at you with admiration, some look at you with restraint. Someone else is curious.

In fact, the main reason for these glances was that this was the outer appearance.

As was the case in Deng Feng, in the eyes of the common people, Shaolin are just powerful but kind monks. Do you beat up the bad guys sometimes?

However, this Outer County was a village created by the Wurim League, and the Wurim people flocked to the Wurim Tournament because of the Wurim Games.

Among those who watched Shaolin from the streets, Gu Hal was a master or a servant, but he was a Wulin in his own way.

"It looks like Shaolin is also participating in the Dragon Seal Society..."

"Hmmm· But don't you look too young?"

"There are only three of us..."

A few of the minions pretended to be whispering, but they couldn't escape the hearing of the now-high-level selfless sign room.

"Are we too young?"

Mu Jin replied to Mu Kyung's question with a deep voice.

"He's a bit of a young kid, but he's a bit of a kid... Normally, the period from the beginning to the thirty years ago is called the late index."

Participation in the Dragon Seal Branch is limited to late-stage indices· As a result, the average age group to participate was often in their early to mid-twenties.

Below that, he lacked skills due to his young age, and above that, he was able to participate, but it was a face-saving act in many ways.

He was a late-life eater.

In that sense, he was quite young. Mujin and Muyul were eighteen, and Mujin and Mukyung were nineteen.

Now that they knew that they were relatively young, Mu Qing said in a somewhat anxious tone.

"Then I think we're at a huge disadvantage..."

"What are you worried about? I don't think there's anyone stronger than Hyekwan's uncle..."

Mu Qing shook his head at Mu Jin's encouragement. No matter who he faced, he wouldn't be beaten up as much as he did in his cultivation.

Then· Mu Yul, who had been listening to the conversation between the two with a sunny face, tilted his head and asked.

"But why are there three of us? We're the four of us, aren't we?"

At the question, Mu Jin and Mu Qing glanced at Mu Gong.

Who's going to look at that big price and face value as a late index?

"What? Why?"

Mu Jin and Mu Qing's gaze made Mu Gong blush.

It seemed that he still lacked immobility training.