Sejak (2)

 

"Huh· It looks like they're determined to turn Wulin into a sea of blood. Amitabha Buddha·"

"Infinite Water Supply· How could you have such a horrible plan without going crazy?"

Everyone here had been in Wurim for a long time, so they were aware of the seriousness of the situation.

The moment Mu Jin kills Nangong Jincheon, the head of the Southern Palace and his direct successor. Nangong Segawa Shaolin would become irreversible enemies of the Great Heaven.

And if the Namgong Sega were to join the war, some of the neutral factions that had been watching might additionally side with the Namgong Sega.

"Hmmm· But I don't know why he was aiming for murder instead of assassination."

It was Zhuge Jinhui who answered Elder Zhongnanfa's question.

"I think it was to deceive us..."

"What do you mean by deceiving us?"

"If Monk Mu Jin suddenly assassinates Nangong Jinchen, wouldn't it be strange for us? However, if the murder was accidentally committed during the rain dance, Shaolin would naturally try to protect the monk Mujin, and in the end, it would not be an individual problem, but a group-to-group problem."

"Huh

While we were all drooling together. The elder of the Sichuan Tang family let out a faint exclamation, as if he had realized something.

"Huh· Perhaps, this time the collection of the late indices of each sect is itself to cast a spell on the Shaolin God Dragon..."

At the words of the Sichuan Tang family, everyone's eyes were on him.

"You said that the demon cult that you moved this time is also most likely a puppet of the Divine Heavens, right? If that's the case, then it may be that the Reaper Corps and the Demon Cult themselves were intended to bring the Shaolin Divine Dragon to the Wulin Realm and cast a spell on them."

"It's a possibility. Amitabha Buddha·"

"However, if the Shaolin Divine Dragon or we had rejected the Wulin Meng's request for assistance, wouldn't it?"

When the elder of the Eightfold Realm retorted, Zhuge Jinxi answered the question on behalf of the elder of the Sichuan Tang Family.

"If Monk Mujin or we hadn't been part of this meeting, we would have planned it differently. What would have happened if the Reapers had been formed and continued to meet without us?"

“··· There must have been a friendship between the forces other than us..."

"Not only that, but we would have been driven to be unscrupulous people who turned a blind eye to the Demon Cult's movements for their own personal gain."

"Huh· I almost got cornered. If only the Shaolin Divine Dragon had eaten that yin and yang go..."

Elder Eight's words drew the eyes of those gathered in the meeting to Mu Jin.

I didn't eat the Dragon Bag Society's winning product, the ice cap, because it was sour, and I smashed it.

When I first heard about it, I thought I was crazy, but when I got to it, I realized how trustworthy.

"Yes· And that's not all. It can be said that the improvisation of the monk Mujin, who did not end by breaking the ice cap but pretended to be under the spell, was the best move. It helped me find out the enemy's intentions and caught them off guard."

"You're right..."

"And that's not the end of it... Now that I know that the poisonous man and the old man are servants of the Divine Heaven, if I track them down, I might be able to find the body hidden in the Wulin League."

Zhuge Jinxi logically promoted Mu Jin's merits, and the people in the meeting looked at Mu Jin with admiration.

With a face that said he was impressed by Mujin's deep sense.

‘··· Why are you insisting on this?'

It was unexpected to be able to wrap up something so good that I just improvised and acted on it.

"Hahahahaha· It seemed better to take advantage of the enemy's delusion than to correct the poison plaque there."

Mujin wasn't the kind of person who would be ashamed to receive a compliment.

"It was a great decision. The Shinchen are skilled at cutting off their tails, so it's better to use them to find a bigger trunk rather than aiming for a poison shell."

"From now on, I'll have to track down the Blue Dragon Leader's every move and the old shaman's moves..."

"Hmm... It's a pity that I'm blind. There are very few beggars in the Wulin League."

The Eight-Fold Elder of the Opening, who was usually in charge of gathering information in the alliance, clicked his tongue in regret.

In response to his reaction, Zhuge Jinxi opened her mouth in a calm tone.

"You don't have to worry. There are only a handful of people in the Wulin League who can do something like this."

"Why is that? Zhuge Sogaju·"

"If our reasoning is correct, then they must have deliberately made Monk Mu Jin and Nangong Jinchen belong to the same Blue Dragon Sect. It may be for the same reason that Dokgo is the leader of the Blue Dragons. In the end, it means that there is a person who is powerful enough to plan the Reaper Corps and decide on the formation of personnel."

"Hmmm· Come to think of it, hiding loneliness in the winning prize of the Dragon Seal Branch is something that not everyone can do."

"Yes· The only people who can do anything like this are Wu Lin Mengju Wei Jihak and General Army Zhuge Muhuan· Or you only have the closest confidants who can directly influence their decisions."

At her explanation, the Eight-Folded Elder of the Open Opened scratched his head and said,

"Then I can find one of them that the Poison Shell is secretly in contact with..."

"Yes· But it's true that I don't have time. The next time the Bimu opens, it will be revealed that Monk Mujin has been acting..."

* * *

We have decided to keep out all the stories that came out of today's meeting.

The minions of the Divine Heaven lurked everywhere, but it was possible that there was only one of the disciples below him, let alone the top leader.

Even if none of the disciples were three, if they were talking to each other, someone else might overhear the conversation.

And Mujin, who broke up the meeting, said...

"Tsueup· Phew·"

I was working iron. When the head was complicated, iron was the best.

Today, I conducted self-training for about an hour, and as an instructor, I taught the members of the Blue Dragon Troupe bodyweight exercises.

"Bodyweight workouts don't give your muscles a message."

It was Mujin who couldn't live unless it was a piece of metal worth hundreds of pounds.

On the other hand·

When Mujin was in the middle of exercising ·

"Shieup· Phew·"

A similar breathing could be heard in the Nangong Se Family's manor.

The person who was making that sound was Nangoong Jincheon.

"Did you move like this?"

He had memorized all the moves that Mu Jin had taught the members of the Blue Dragon during the self-training.

The reason was simple. That strength of Mujin that overwhelms him· I wondered if the epicenter of that strength was this external attack cultivation method.

If there was a problem, he would call Mu Jin "Instructor!" and his pride would not allow him to practice together.

In this way, Nangong Jinchen was still immersed in cultivation with a burning desire for Mu Jin today.

"Shieup· Phew·"

They don't even know that there are people who want to take advantage of their lives.

* * *

The next morning·

Mu Jin and Zhuge Jinhui Mu Gong went to Wulin Meng earlier than the others.

The three of them were chosen as vice leaders of their respective divisions in order to participate in the military council of the Wulin League.

In particular, Mu Gong, who did not participate in yesterday's meeting, felt a weight on his shoulders as if he did not know anything.

"Why is a monk so fond of fighting tooth?"

"What are you talking about? I like fighting ...

It was funny how he tried to pretend he wasn't.

"yes, well, it's better than Muyul being the leader..."

"Sniff· Isn't it a bit too much to compare him to the Martial Priest?"

The two of them had a poetic conversation, and Zhuge Jinhui walked away with a faint smile in the middle.

The intensity of the life naturally stopped the three of them.

When I looked in the direction where I felt alive, I saw a checker called the first equipment of the fortune telling. The Ilhui dojo was glaring at them as if they were going to kill them.

“쯧·”

Mujin, who recognized the other party, clicked his tongue lightly.

He had become the vice leader of the Commanders' Brigade, so it was likely that we would continue to see each other at military meetings and senior leadership meetings in the future.

As anyone who has been through it knows, it was tiring in many ways to keep interacting with people who openly hated you.

"I'd rather fight and get rid of it."

He couldn't even kill the guy he had summoned in the middle of the Wulin League, so it was like it was going to eat away at his mind.

Mu Gong and Zhuge Jinxi also came to a similar conclusion, and the three of them sighed at the same time and walked forward again.

And the Ilhui dojo was a few paces behind, and like them, he made his way to the hall where the military council was to be held.

But perhaps because they came a little early, there were quite a few empty seats left by the time they arrived.

Meanwhile, there were some who had arrived earlier than Mujin's group, including the Dokgo plaque.

"Vice President· You're here pretty early. Please sit here."

It was a doggo that beckoned to Mujin. He looked in front of him and saw a piece of paper with the words "Blue Dragon" written on it.

It seemed that there was a separate place for the leader and vice leader of the Reaper.

Zhuge Jinxi and Mu Gong also noticed that they went to the place where the white tiger and Xuanwu were written and sat down.

And as time passed, all the vacancies were filled.

"Lord Meng and General Soldier are eating..."

Finally, Wei Jihak and Zhuge Muhuan appeared.

"It's likely to be one of those two or one of them, or a close associate of them."

Mujin was careful not to be seen by the doggoist next to him, and he collected his thoughts in his head.

In the meantime, Zhuge Muhuan stepped in front of the standing map and tapped the map with a stick and said:

"Let me give you a brief overview of the Reaper's first mission. First of all, it is here that traces of those suspected of being a demon force appeared. It is located near the Shidal Wood Basin in Qinghai. Currently, the Kunlun Sect is in charge of the preliminary investigation, and we, the Wu Lin Meng and the Reapers, are scheduled to depart in two days. If the traces are indeed the Demon Cult Force, and if they are still on the Qinghai side, then there will probably be a fight."

After explaining the matter, Zhuge Muhuan said that he had to prepare for each group in the remaining two days.

And after departure, the route that is scheduled to travel to Qinghai· The last time I arrived at Qinghai, He went on to explain when he encountered the Demon Cult.

"As for the engagement with the Demon Cult, the investigation has not yet been completed, so I will only briefly explain the broad framework and then conclude it."

Mu Jin listened intently to Zhuge Muhuan's explanation, hoping that something suspicious would come out, but there was not much content.

'Tsk· It's a cliché."

While Mujin was holding his tongue in his regret, he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself. The military council was thought to have come to an end in vain.

"Oh... Also, the Blue Dragon Corps has some instructions to give, so could you stay for a while?"

At the end of the meeting, Zhuge Muhuan grabbed Mujin and Dokgo to his feet.

"Hmm... It's time for the members to gather in the theater, so I think we should let the vice leader take the lead."

"If you do it, you can only be the leader of the doggo."

Hearing Zhuge Muhuan's answer, he turned to Mu Jin and said:

"Please lead the training like you did yesterday. Vice President·"

"Yes· Sir·"

Mu Jin replied, trying to control his gaze, and left the conference room.

* * *

When Mu Jin arrived at the theater alone, he was greeted by about forty people, including Zhongnan Sect disciples.

"Instructor!"

Mujin smiled lightly at the sight of the Hellins clinging to him to teach him how to exercise, and then said, "Hey, I'm going to teach you how to exercise."

"Then yesterday I worked on my lower body, so today I'm going to enlarge my arms and chest."

Ignoring the intense gaze of the Southern Palace, he said.

"Stop glaring... You bastard...'

After reciting Mu Jin's cultivation method with his eyes, Nangong Jinchen went back to his dormitory in the evening and glared at him to cultivate.

"It's not like that madman wants to die..."

Mujin, who had been instructed by the Divine Heaven to kill him, looked at him in a difficult way in many ways.

Then· When he finished his conversation with Zhuge Muhuan, he saw the figure of Dokgo as he entered the theater hall.

"Hmmm..."

He glanced at the scene of the theater and spoke.

"Come to think of it, the secret of selecting the vice leader was completed in just three rounds, so there must be some members who are dissatisfied. If anyone is interested in becoming a vice leader, you can apply for a vacancy with the Shaolin God Dragon Vice Leader."

Before he could finish his words, Nangong Jinchen's eyes began to burn even more as he glared at Mu Jin hotly.

The doggo, who didn't miss the scene, added the words and sent a message to Mujin.

"I'm going to give a chance to the Qingshu Dojo and the Southern Palace Sogaju, who lost yesterday."

– If Nangong Jinchen comes forward this time, do what I said yesterday.

He didn't look outward, but Mujin felt like he was burning inside.

I thought there would be an end for at least a few days, but I never thought it would happen so quickly.