Poison to the Tang Family, Medicine to the Tang Family (1)

 

"It's a force that wants to get the Wulin Clan... Do you have any idea who these Divine Heavens are?"

In response to Mujin's question, Tang Feijin replied without hesitation.

"I think they're related to the Apostles."

The antithesis of the Wulin League and the alliance of the Sectarian factions.

It was enough to cause suspicion as it induced the political faction's self-destruction.

However, Mu Jin shook his head at Tang Feijin's words, but in his heart he had other thoughts.

"The Apostle may have something to do with it, but it's not the head."

The last enemy in the second part of the novel was none other than the Heavenly Sword Emperor Hyuk Jingang, the Master of the Apostles.

In the finale, he confronts Tenma, but in the end, Shinseung intervenes, leaving only rice cakes for Part 3.

In any case, if Hyuk Jin Kang was the leader of the Shincheon, there would be no reason for the novel to end that way, and there would be no reason for Part 3 to exist.

Still, the reason why Mu Jin didn't bother to correct Tang Feijin's words was simple.

"Well, I'm going to have to catch him anyway..."

Even if he mistook the true identity of the Divine Heaven for the Divine Refinery, there was nothing to lose from Mujin's position.

"Of course, they could be related to the Demon Cult. But the question is not whether they are demons or apostolic restraints. It's just a matter of the fact that the man whose father is struggling has enough strength to hide his true identity and be weak."

"You're right. In order to stop their plans, we first need to prevent conflict between the factions."

"I know that, but . . . I don't know if Ami and Qingsheng will believe us..."

Tang Feijin furrowed his brow and said that silence had come before the week.

And what broke the silence was the act of keeping his mouth shut until now, in keeping with his nasty temper.

"Well, that's why I stayed, my lord..."

"Father?"

For some reason, I thought, "Hey..." Or "Son..." Seeing Abi calling him by the title of "Gaju" instead of "Gaju", Tang Paijin tilted his head.

However, Tang Ak did not care about Tang Feijin's reaction and continued to talk.

"Chisel · He passed on the title of head of the family to the head of the family, lived as an old man in the back room, and took an interest in Wu Rim, but his granddaughter would often come and tell him interesting stories. In particular, I was very interested in the story you told me when I went to the Dragon Seal Branch recently."

"You mean the Dragon Seal Society?"

Why is the Dragon Seal Branch meeting out here all of a sudden? Embarrassed by the expression that I do And Mujin's expression, which felt a certain tingling, contrasted.

"Yes... Somi said, I found an interesting Shaolin disciple at the Dragon Seal Society. He also told me that Shaolin's behavior has changed quite a bit in recent years."

Having said that, Tang Ak looked directly at Mu Jin while ignoring Tang Feijin's puzzled gaze.

"I'd like to ask you a favor... Can you help us a little bit? Shaolin Divine Dragon·"

“!!!”

Tang Feijin looked at Mu Jin with a surprised expression at the nickname of Shaolin Divine Dragon.

“··· How long have you known this?"

Mu Jin, on the other hand, tried to keep his expression blank and asked. Thinking about whether Tang Somi had given Tang Evil a word, I thought...

But that was a futile doubt.

"Chisel · Have you forgotten that you went to the Yunhyang Garden with me?"

Apparently he had heard Yun Xiangyuan call him the Shaolin Divine Dragon.

"What do you mean by help? My strength is superior to that of the Later Beasts, but it is not comparable to the Dark King's Seniors..."

"I heard it from Somi... Recently, Shaolin has started making kites in the world. Now that you've done business with the Tianyu Merchant and started interacting with the shamans, why don't you make a connection with our Sichuan Tang family this time?"

Before Mu Jin could respond to Tang Ak's request, Tang Feijin spoke first.

"Father, what do you mean? Do you think our Tang family really needs to open their hands to Shaolin?"

"You know the family, don't you? The fact that Ami and Qingsheng have already joined hands. Even if we are Dangara, it is not easy to deal with the two gates of the Gu Pile Room alone. Even if I manage to overcome it, there will be a lot of blood from my blood relatives."

"The Tang family doesn't fall apart easily. After all, your father is still alive and well."

"Chisel · I'm grateful that you look down on my father, but I'm old now. Now that you've had to settle down for a month just because you've done it once, you should think about the time when I'm gone."

Maybe it's because Dad, who has been boasting a bad temper all his life, showed his weakness for the first time. Tang Feijin looked confused for a moment.

However, he is also a person who has lived as the head of the family. I quickly came to my senses and collected my thoughts.

It would be foolish to take care of his pride when that nasty father is seen to be weak.

"Can you make a kite between Shaolin and Tang Street?"

Tang Feijin asked with a serious expression, and looking at the situation, Mu Jin thought for a while.

"I didn't set out to do this..."

An alliance with the Tang family. I had never even planned it. But if you think about it, it didn't hurt.

No, rather, it was good.

If they form an alliance with the Tang family and keep Ami and Qingsheng in check, the chances of a conflict in Sichuan will be low.

In the first place, wars don't happen simply because you don't like the other side.

One of them looks at the other and thinks, "It's worth fighting." When you think about it, war breaks out.

But there were a few things that needed to be pointed out for this alliance.

"I'd like to help you too, but before you do that, there are a few things you need to make corrections."

"What is it?"

"First of all, our Shaolin has interacted with the Heavenly Realm and the shamans, but we are not in a state of alliance or alliance. We don't have any agreements or documents. This is probably the same with the Tang family."

"Do you mean it's not a contractual relationship?"

"Yes· Since it is not a contractual relationship, our Shaolin will move according to the right way. If Ami and Qingsheng attack you unjustly, we can help you, but on the other hand, if the Tang family attacks Ami and Qingsheng in an unfair way, we can't help you."

The excuse is that it is "Shaolin" and "Jeong", but this was a justification to prevent war.

If they formed an alliance for no reason and the Tang family started a war first, it would be a slap in the back of the head.

Mujin's purpose was to prevent the political faction from self-destruction.

"We're just worried about ARMY and Qingsheng's attack. I don't want to go to war now that I find out that the organization called Shincheon is weak."

"Then I'll try to contact the recluse. But in the end, you'll make the decision, so I can't give you a definitive answer."

"That's enough. . . Wouldn't it be more convincing for you to send it than for us to send it?"

If it was a call from the Shaolin First Lieutenant, who had raised his reputation through the Dragon Seal Society, it was Tang Feijin and Tang Ak, who thought that the Shaolin room manager would also give much more weight.

They didn't even think that Mujin was in the middle of the night.

"It would be okay if I contacted Liu Xuehua through the musculoskeletal clinic, right?"

Mu Jin was determined to get out of Shaolin before he came to arrest them.

"It's one thing to save Somi, and it's one thing to catch Sejak and make an alliance this time. It seems like you're only getting help... Is there anything you would like us to ask you to do? Our family will never forget your grace, so please tell me openly..."

In response to Tang Feijin's question, Mu Jin had to keep his expression blank.

From the time he decided to grant Tang Feijin's request, Mujin had been thinking about making a request to the Tang family.

And Mu Jin wanted to ask for two things.

"First of all, if you can, can you get some poison?"

"Poison?"

At Mujin's request, Tang Feijin had a puzzled expression on his face. There was nothing unusual about finding poison in the Tang family.

"Uhh It's funny that a Shaolin disciple is looking for poison!"

At the request that was not like a Shaolin disciple, Tang Ak laughed cheerfully.

"So who do you want to feed it to? I'll make it according to who the opponent is..."

Mujin replied to Dangak's question, looking at Dangak like a madman.

"Are you going to eat me?"

“····”

“····”

In response to Mujin's confident answer, Tang Feijin and Tang Evil began to look at Mujin like a madman.

Sensing the need for some clarification, Mujin added.

"I was just saying that I wanted to build up a little bit of tolerance for poison."

"Oh... Is that poison for that?"

"Yes..."

"I thought you were trying to assassinate someone with poison again, what?"

"I didn't really think about that, but..."

"Do you have any objection to using poison?"

For the Tang family, who use poison as their main weapon, it was a sensitive story.

"Wouldn't it be easier to just use a poison that you can't use with your fists?"

It was just easier to do it with my body than to plan or sneak in to poison.

Perhaps he liked Mu Jin's words, Tang Feijin laughed heartily.

"Hahahahaha· It's better for everyone to use the one that's more comfortable for them. Cancer·"

"Chisel · I don't intend to poison myself, but I'm trying to build up my immunity so I don't get poisoned."

"Yes..."

I've been feeling the need since I sparred with Tang Somi of the Dragon Seal Branch Association.

And even in this Xintuji Tomb, if Lingling hadn't told him beforehand, he would have suffered from the poison.

"If you do, you should prepare from the most basic poison that you use to practice poison gong. It's impossible to achieve a single invasive needle in a short period of time, but at least you'll be able to develop a tolerance."

"Thank you· And I'm sorry, but may I ask you one more request?"

"This kind of request is not part of the favor, so please feel free to talk about it."

"I'd like you to make me a medicine."

"When you say medicine, do you mean an antidote?"

At Tang Feijin's question, Mu Jin shook his head.

If cultivating a tolerance to poison is a recent necessity, then the second requirement that Mujin wishes for is what he has been wishing for every day since he possessed Mujin.

It's just that it seems difficult to make in Shaolin, so I put it off.

However, if he was known as a master of poison, he would have done various experiments in biology and chemistry, so I thought it would have been possible.

That's why the medicine that Mujin has wanted to make for a long time is...

"It's a medicine called protein supplements."

It was a precious powder for the Hellspears.

* * *

After Mujin left...

"Are you alright?"

"Hmm... Don't worry..."

Tang Kaijin's worried question, Tang Ak, who had been reluctant until now, groaned and waved his hands.

After staring at him for a while, Tang Feijin opened his mouth with a complicated feeling.

"I don't know if asking Shaolin for help was the right decision..."

"You're the head of the family and you're talking weakly..."

"Isn't that what you're saying because it's in front of the lord of the Tai Sanga?"

Tang Feijin replied with a bitter smile, and added.

"But why did you dare to show weakness to the Shaolin Divine Dragon?"

Mu Jin didn't feel it because he didn't show any pain, but Tang Feijin, the son of Tang Evil, felt it.

The original dangak was "I'm old..." Or, "You have to think about when I'm not there." I wasn't the kind of person to talk about it.

But the answer to that question was quite bitter.

"You've already heard of it, don't you? That this father can't fight anymore..."

Dark King Dangak·

He was already an old man, almost eighty years old. It was just that he was maintaining his balance with his enormous internal power and the power of the high realm.

However, due to the severe internal injuries I suffered this time, the balance was completely shattered.

The refinement of Dalpogan is just a time to relieve the pain.

The lord of the party had talked about it.

– If you try to force yourself to perform one more freck, you will suffer internal injuries and die immediately.

Tang Ak could no longer live unmanned. If you're prepared to lose your life, you'll only be able to fight one battle.

"After being here, I had a lot of thoughts. What's better, to pretend to be a brag for pride and see blood, or to protect your family and people at all costs?"

"You've chosen the latter..."

At his son's question, Tang nodded silently.

Looking at such a father, Tang Feijin had a complicated expression.

The Tang family didn't trust anyone outside of the family easily.

It was because of the history that had been built up from the past. Histories that were despised for memorization and poisoning. As a result, I've lived with the word eccentric and ruthless.

And it could be said that Tang Ak was the one who took that preconceived notion out of it.

The father who had been talking about it was the first to speak softly and ask for help from the other sects.

"It looks like you liked the Shaolin Divine Dragon."

"Chisel · That's the same thing, but so is Shaolin, isn't it? They are frustrated people who have cut off their ties with the world and are confined to the mountains, but they don't have to worry about being betrayed."

"Yes· And at least I didn't feel like a young man who would mess with someone in my family."

So when Tang Ak and Tang Paijin were talking about Mujin...

Mujin, who was the first to leave Gajujeon, is currently ·

"Here it is..."

For some reason, I was with Tang Somi, the precious youngest daughter of Tang Paijin.

"You don't have to worry about anyone listening to you here, so feel free to talk to us. Mujin Monk·"

It's just the two of us.