Escort (1)

 

"To live!!"

"What the hell!?"

As Mu Jin expected, the shaman's elders and disciples who were watching the secret dance around him were in an uproar.

Ting!

Since then, every time the Qingshui dojo and Yunhe Jinyin's swords collide with each other, the circle has changed slightly.

Wedge love!

The Qingshui Dojo's sword that had transformed into a straight line moved to kill Yunhe Jinyin.

"Hahahahaha!"

He even laughed to death from the joy he used to show when he was a saber.

Every time, the number of non-partisan gurus who looked at Mujin with suspicion was increasing.

'X is done...'

Mu Jin thought it would be better to just give up and join Zhuge Palace alone.

However, apart from Mu Jin thinking about it, Yunhe Jinyin, who had spilled all the Qingshu dojo's swords, retrieved the sword.

"That's enough..."

Yunhe Qin Yin stepped back, and Qingshu Seal took back the sword as well.

"Is that sword the result of your seeing and feeling the world?"

"Yes· Mr. Taesajo·"

“··· Why did you make such a decision?"

In response to Yunhe Qin Yin's question, Qingshu told him what he had seen in Guangxi Province.

Bandits who kill passers-by and threaten them to steal their goods. Slave traders who kidnap, kidnap, buy, and sell human beings. And the cannibalism that I heard from Mujin, and the things that happened at the hearing.

"Also, thanks to this experience in Guangxi Province, I was able to regain memories that I had forgotten."

"Huh..."

At the last words of the Qingshui dojo, some of the old masters drooled.

Yunhe Qin Yin also felt bitter, but he managed his expression and asked.

"So you want to kill them all?"

"That's right..."

The moment the answer came out from the Qingshui dojo· A deep silence erupted from among the monks.

Mu Jin also let out a deep sob.

Regardless of the reaction of those around him, the Qingshu dojo spoke again.

"But it's not just a sword for that..."

"And what is the sword for?"

"It's a sword to protect the weak."

"A sword to protect the weak? It's meant to protect the weak, so how could you be so selfish and full of life?"

"Because I only have one body."

Yunhe Jinyin looked puzzled at Qingshui Dojo's answer, and Qingshu Dojo continued to explain.

"There are so many bandits, so many slave traders, and the only weak I can protect are those within my reach. In the end, even if I save them right away, they will be in danger again after I leave. So I just realized that when I was defending the weak, I needed to put the wicked people who were tormenting them to death."

“··· Slay the wicked to protect the weak. Is that your sword that you have decided to look at the world?"

"Yes· Mr. Taesajo·"

In response to Qingshui Dojo's answer, Yunhe Jinyin shouted, "Infinite Water Buddha," and closed his eyes.

Naturally, there was a thick silence in the shamans, and Mujin was about to think about sneaking away.

Finally, Yunhe Jinyin opened his eyes.

But why?

Closing his eyes and opening his eyes, Yunhe Jinyin's letter was directed at Mu Jin, not Qingshu.

Naturally, Mu Jin's throat shook violently, attracting the gaze of Yunhe Qin Yin.

"You don't mean to pay for your sins, do you?"

It was Mu Jin who had just been dealt with by the King of Nang, who had just become a great king, and was lost in the Four Scriptures.

Thanks to the help of his companions, he managed to survive.

By the way, the three swords of the world, Yunhe Jinyin, are aiming for him?

He was already dead.

However, Yunhe Jinyin had a completely different idea than Mu Jin's.

"Infinite Water Bulwar" Still, thanks to that child, it seems that the clear water is not completely out of the way."

Yunhe Jinyin wasn't a fool · He couldn't just imprison Qingshu in a shaman and show him the beautiful world.

As much as I have the will for the sword and live mad for the sword... One day, I had no choice but to witness the ugliness of the world.

It was sad that the child had learned the wickedness of the world too early.

"Slay the wicked to save the weak."

At least that's enough to be wrapped up in non-partisanship.

He should be grateful that he hadn't even regained his forgotten memories and had not become a sword master.

And I guess the reason why he didn't become a sword master was because of the help of that kid named Mujin.

Yunhe Jinyin, who had gathered his thoughts so far, turned his gaze to the Qingshui dojo and said.

"If it is your will, I will go that way..."

"Death penalty! What do you mean by that!?"

Naturally, the shaman masters in the back were in a frenzy, but Yunhe Jinyin didn't care.

"That thou art not blinded by flesh, I have seen with my own sword a moment ago. If it had been a sword meant to kill, it would have been different from what it had been before. Is it not so?"

"Yes· Mr. Taesajo·"

Maybe it's because Yunhe Jinyin understands his feelings. Qingshu replied with a cheerful expression on his face, just like when he was swinging his sword.

"Then how can I blame you for wanting to protect the weak? But in the eyes of this master, your sword is still not enough to fulfill your dreams..."

"Yes· Taesajo· I'm thinking of returning to the recluse for a while to sharpen my sword."

"Let's do that. After this is over..."

Saying that, Yunhe Qin turned his gaze to Mu Jin, who was standing alone behind Qingshu.

"Seeing that you've come here with our Qingshu, there must be some reason... Let's talk about it."

I wonder if I can't ignore the feeling of an old man.

'Don't tell me this?'

The reaction of the non-partisan disciples in the back was not very cool, but Yunhe Qin Yin seemed to have accepted Qingshu's changes to some extent.

"It's the main battle at the bottom of Erai..."

After all, he had made a debt to the shaman, so why should he beat him to death?

In the end, Mu Jin explained the current situation of the Zhuge family and the scheme they had come up with.

And after listening to Mu Jin's explanation, Yunhe Jinyin stroked his beard.

"You didn't know it had happened even though Zhuge Shega was right around the corner... But now there are only about half of our disciples left. It's because they're scattered all over the Middle Plains looking for fresh water..."

Mu Jin understood Yunhe Jinyin's words as a euphemistic refusal.

That's why I wondered if I would get into the debt I had incurred last time.

"Hani Hamsena... Since there are not enough disciples, the shaman will only allow two to join. Qingshu and I..."

“!!!”

At the words of Yunhe Jinyin, even Mu Jin didn't expect it, and his eyes widened.

"I thought I'd just send a few dozen disciples to me."

The Three Swords of the Heavens, Yunhe Jinyin, moved directly.

Mu Jin was trying to escort his family with moderate non-partisan disciples, but by this time he had ridden a dragon instead of a tiger.

When Mu Jin, who had gained a larger army than expected, was in a state of euphoria, Yunhe Jinyin asked Qing Shu what he had doubted about Bimu a moment ago.

"Qingshui Ya..."

"Yes· Mr. Taesajo·"

"But where is the Song Wen Sword, and is he holding a sword that he has never seen before?"

"That's . . . It's broken..."

Qing Shui said as if he was sorry that he had broken the gift from the recluse, but Yunhe Qin didn't care about that.

“··· Was it that you were swinging it and it broke?"

Rather, he focused on the fact that the sword of the blue beast had been broken.

No matter how many people live in the mountains enjoying nature, the shamans are now called the best gates in the world.

The Song Mun Sword they use is not enough to be called a recruit, but it is strong enough to be called a famous sword.

Even though the famous sword was handled by Qingshu, who had mastered the Tai Chi Hye Sword, it was broken.

"It was because the apprentice's skills were not good enough. It was only broken in this sum that it was broken..."

"Could it be that you met with the chieftains of the Four Sevens in Guangxi?"

"I didn't hear the man's name, but he was the man who wielded the sword."

"Nan too?"

"Yes· He was a master of Kang-ki, but his name was completely unknown to Kang-ho. If it hadn't been for Mu Jin Dou holding him back with a knife in his abdomen, we would never have survived."

"Huh..."

Hearing Qingshu Dojo's answer, the shaman's inspectors around him all looked at Mu Jin with complicated faces.

I was grateful that Mujin had sacrificed his body to save the Qingshui Dojo.

Come to think of it, it wouldn't have happened if Mujin hadn't dragged him to that dangerous place in the first place.

However, Yunhe Jinyin and some of the old Taoists focused on something a little more important than such trivial (?) issues.

"No matter how many people there are like grains of sand in Wulin, there are no masters whose names are even known..."

If he was able to handle the crossing at will, it would have been even more difficult for him to not be known to the powerhouse during that game.

However, instead of explaining about Nanwang right away, Mu Jin urged Yunhe Jinyin.

"First of all, the Zhuge family's situation is urgent, so if you don't mind, I'll leave right now."

"Hmm· Saving people would be a priority rather than standing here and talking. Take the lead."

So Mujin and Qingshu · And Yunhe Jinyin left the non-partisan faction.

* * *

On the way to the meeting place, Mu Jin explained to Yunhe Jinyin about the thief (Nangwang) and the organization called Xinchen.

The reason why I left the shaman and talked about it was because the Zhuge family's affairs were urgent right now, and just in case.

Heaven Stream Top· Sichuan Temple· Zhuge Sega and others I've confirmed that their three works are hidden in countless gates.

Even if the shaman hadn't fallen to the Divine Heaven, there must have been one or two of them hiding.

However, he didn't tell Yunhe Jinyin everything he saw in the novel.

It was appropriate to give them a little information about them, linked to what they had experienced in Guangxi and Sichuan.

But that alone was shocking news.

"Huh... Seven Great Lords..."

The Seven Kings, who are called the Ten Masters of the World and the Three Swords,

One of them, comparable to the Seven Kings, was managed to be killed by the King of Darkness in Sichuan Province, and the other was miraculously killed by Mu Jin and Qingshu using Bogu.

Even so, there were still five lords left, and one of them was likely to be the Three Swords of the World.

Even from what I heard, it seemed that even the Hyukjin River was not the boss.

However, what bothered Yunhe Jinyin the most was not the number of strong people.

The story of the three works that permeated various huge forces· And the story of the various plots they were plotting was the most frightening of all.

"The whole powerhouse was playing with them..."

The three of them moved on in the midst of such conversations.

After traveling for more than two hours, they were able to reach the meeting place, Yangban County.

Yangbun County was a county about a hundred li away from Yongzhong Mountain, where the Zhuge family was located, and it was a position where a master could run to Yongzhong Mountain in half an hour.

But were they moving too quickly?

At the meeting place, Yang Bun County's shepherd house, Zhuge Palace and his party had not yet arrived.

'Could it be that something happened on the way?'

It was a ploy based on the calculation that it would take time for the Zhuge family to rebuild their defenses after the Zhuge family learned that the siege of the Great Gorge had been broken.

The reason why he chose Yangbun County, which is right in front of the Zhuge family, was to save the tomb of the surprise attack, and there was also a part that did not take into consideration the realistic travel distance.

Compared to Mu Jin and Qingshu Dojo heading to the shaman, there were a few people in Zhuge Palace's party who lacked Qingqi skills.

Considering the speed, Mu Jin and Qingshu stopped by the shaman and joined him, but it was here in Yangbun County that the arrival time was just right.

"Damn martial arts..."

At times like this, I miss modern walkie-talkies and cell phones.

Trying to conduct a two-way operation without any means of communication makes it impossible to grasp the situation on the other side.

"Phew..."

Those who are with Zhuge Palace's party by any chance· The Three Men of the Warriors and the Dowolcheon· Or when Mu Jin was stomping his feet, worried that Zhuge Jinxi might have done something wrong.

Squeak·

With a small sound of friction, the door of the inn opened.

"Mujin!"

"Phew..."

Seeing Mu Yul and Lingling coming in from the front, Mu Jin involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.