Sejak (3)

 

Needless to say, none of the ordinary members wanted to apply for a secret dance from Mujin.

I felt the absurd disparity, and I didn't even have the motivation to take on the challenge.

Of course, neither Dokgo nor Mujin thought that the others would challenge them.

'What can I do? · Should I send a message to Nangong Jinchen and ask him to pretend to be dead?"

Mu Jin tried his best to hide his burning intentions and snuck a sneak peek at the movements of the Southern Palace.

'you· I'm going to be pierced· It's just...'

And after all, Nangong Jinchen was scowling at himself with eyes that were even more blazing than before.

Mu Jin hurriedly looked at him and hurriedly chanted a spell as if he were chanting.

"Please don't come out. Please don't come out..."

As if to defy Mujin's anticipation, the sound of 'jerking' gradually got closer.

'Damn it...'

Mu Jin looked up with the feeling that he had to give up the brainwashing act, and what he saw in his eyes...

"Then I'll ask you again! Mujin Dou·"

It was the appearance of a clear beast dojo who drew a sword with a sunny face.

“···?”

Puzzled, Mu Jin glanced again in the direction where Nangong Jinchen had stood.

'What is it?'

It still stood still, as if it had been nailed to the ground.

Even though his eyes were burning as if they were about to pounce at any moment.

* * *

After the secret dance of Mujin and the Qingshui dojo is over· No new challenger has emerged. Of course, Bimu ended with Mujin's victory, just like yesterday.

Then, under the leadership of Mujin, training was in full swing in the training hall.

The Dokgo plaque was in a private relationship with the Nangong Jincheon.

He took a sip of tea, hid his intentions, and opened his mouth with a gentle expression.

"Honestly, I was surprised. Namgung Sogaju·"

"What do you mean?"

"Bimu... Seeing the look in Soga's eyes, I expected that he wanted to compete with the Shaolin Divine Dragon Xiaoyuan..."

Nangong Jinchen snorted at Dokgo's words.

"I'm not a fool like a shaman's clear water... We've already competed once and confirmed the gap. Do you really need to show me that you're going to lose again?"

“··· It looks like you're frightened by the Shaolin Divine Dragon..."

Dokgo said so to scratch the Nangong Jinchen, but what came back was the arsenic of the Nangong Jincheon.

"It's a narrow-minded idea. Yesterday, I saw the gap between you and him, so I'll close the gap and then try again."

If it had been him, he might have asked Mujin for a second time today, even if it was just out of pride.

However, when he was defeated by Mujin in the Dragon Seal Branch and returned to his family. Nangong Jinchen had such a conversation with his grandfather, the owner of the Taiga family, Namgoong Mu Drama.

"Jincheon-ah· It's fun to meet a man who is stronger than you when you're young."

'Why is that? Grandpa·'

'A king is a lonely law. It is a great comfort to have someone to aim at in the course of that lonely path. And nothing compares to the joy of overcoming the man who was the goal of being an unmanned man.

"Isn't our Namgung family the best in the world? Wasn't defeat unacceptable?'

'You're right. Our Namgung family is the best in the world. And since you have the best blood in the world, you are destined to become the best person in the world one day. Enjoy the presence of a man stronger than you now. Someday, there will be no more rivals."

Nangong Jinchen thought that the words of the Nangong Martial Drama were indeed right.

That's why he endured today's rain.

Remembering the level of Mujin that he had checked yesterday, he was going to accelerate his cultivation in the future. Until one day I was convinced that I had outdone a man named Mujin.

However, this is only the position of the Namgung Jincheon.

It was a frustrating story from the point of view of the Dokgo Party.

'Damn· He's a proud guy, so I thought he'd come out if I just laid the groundwork."

Judging from the way he was talking, he didn't seem to have the heart to fight Mujin for at least a year.

Should I change my plans? Or should I force myself to make a board where I have no choice but to fight?

When Dokgo is thinking about such a problem... Nangong Jinchen made an unexpected request.

"I've heard that you will decide on the formation of the Blue Dragon Corps through an interview... I don't care about anything else, so if possible, put it in a position as close to that Shaolin Divine Dragon as possible."

"Hmm? Weren't you trying to avoid the Shaolin Divine Dragon?"

"You have to know your opponent to beat him, don't you? In a few days, I might leave for Qinghai and engage the Demon Cult, so I'd like to see his martial arts up close."

Namgoong Jincheon was a plan that was conceived to quickly close the gap with Mujin.

When he heard the request, a new plan came to his mind.

* * *

Two days later·

Mu Jin and other Shaolin disciples greeted Ambassador Xuan and left the Shaolin Temple.

The two days that Zhuge Muhuan had talked about had passed, and now the members of the Reaper Corps were about to move towards Qinghai.

And this time, only the Late Jisoo and Wulin Meng warriors who belong to the Reaper Corps will be with them. The adults of each faction could not be together.

It was inevitable that if someone from the Shaolin side tried to join them, they would make a fuss on the other side of the break.

"Still, I'm glad I didn't try to force you to do it after that day..."

Mu Jin's heart had been pounding for the past two days.

If he only went to the Blue Dragon Pavilion, he would scowl at him every time, as if he was going to kill him, and he had to be afraid that he would kill him.

He didn't like the way he looked at him, but if he wanted to kill someone like that, he had to kill him secretly and destroy evidence, not kill him outright.

"Ou I'm done with Murim too· I'm thinking about killing you because I don't feel good about it..."

Mujin shook his head, surprised by his way of thinking.

I didn't do anything wrong, but I can't kill you just because I feel bad about your eyes.

Mujin decided to change his mind in favor of squeezing a few of them.

Then, when Mujin arrived at the Wulin League, he approached the poster attached to the entrance of the Wulin League.

It was a detailed schedule of each group that was finalized through interviews over the past three days.

"Crazy?"

When Mujin saw the poster, an insult came out of his mouth without realizing it.

Damn it, that Nangong Jinchen was tied to him.

"Hmm~"

Then, Nangong Jinchen, who had approached the poster without a doubt, looked at it and snorted with satisfaction, looked at Mu Jin once more, and turned away.

It was so enthusiastic that it seemed like he had a crush on Mujin.

Mujin thought as he ran his hand down his forearm with goosebumps in his muscles.

'Damn· Why did you organize the group like this?'

According to common sense, since he was the vice leader, it was normal for him to take on the position of captain even if he couldn't do it. You don't have to join a single member of your group...

However, when I asked Dokgo Pae about this again, I couldn't help but feel suspicious about expressing such a question while I had been brainwashed.

Around the time Mujin was sorting out his complicated hair...

In the Wulin League, late-stage exponents continued to gather.

It would have been suspicious to stand still in front of the poster, so Mu Jin headed to the theater first.

It wasn't the training hall where the Blue Dragons gathered to train. It was there that the late exponents of the Reaper first gathered.

Today was the day the envoys left for Qinghai as planned, so the inauguration ceremony was scheduled to take place at the grand theater.

As expected, there were four signposts around the platform.

As Mujin approached the sign of the Blue Dragon, he was greeted by a poisonous plaque.

"Welcome· Vice President· If you saw the formation at the entrance of the field, you will understand, but you should settle down according to the formation."

"I see..."

Right next to the sign that reads "Blue Dragon", there is a leader of the group, Dokgo, and right behind him, Mujin· Then, next to Mu Jin, Nangong Jinchen approached and took his place.

It was a suffocatingly uncomfortable seating arrangement.

The one who ordered him to kill Nangong Jinchen is in front of him, and the one he should kill is on his right.

Regardless of Mu Jin's intentions, as time went by and all the later exponents found their seats, Wi Jihak soon took the stage.

"First of all, I would like to thank the young heroes of Wulin for stepping up to the brink of Wulin!"

As soon as he got on the stage, he greeted his juniors who were much younger than him with a ponytail, and continued his short but heavy speech.

And when Wei Jihak finished his speech, he stepped aside from the podium, and Zhuge Muhuan, the general military commander, stepped up to the stage.

"In this expedition, Zhuge Muhuan, the general commander, will be with you as the commander-in-chief."

"Nice to meet you. This is Zhuge Muhuan, who will be the commander-in-chief of this expedition."

Zhuge Muhuan did not continue his morale-boosting speech like Wei Zhihak, but briefly explained the itinerary and then walked off the stage.

"Then I wish you endless glory in your expedition!"

At the end of Wei Zhihak's last words, the leaders of the four groups shouted at the same time.

"Reaper! Dispatch!!"

In response to their cries, more than three hundred late leaders of the political faction embarked on an expedition to Qinghai.

* * *

All of the members of the Reaper Corps were skilled in martial arts, so the speed of their advance was considerable.

After leaving the outer county of Shaanxi Province, where the Wulin Meng is located, the envoys traveled for half a day and arrived at Nanzhou, the capital of Gansu.

On the second day, they arrived at Xining, the capital of Qinghai, and on the third day, they arrived. They were able to reach Donan, about halfway between the West Ning and the Sadal Wood Basin.

And in the stolen, they were able to meet with the masters of the Troubled Sect who were said to be in charge of the preliminary investigation.

A military council was held to report them on the status of the investigation, and Mu Jin, the vice leader of the Blue Dragons, was also present at the meeting.

One of the representatives of the survey, He Tao Jinyin of the Kunlun Sect, stepped forward and briefly explained the situation.

"In the last few days, we have been investigating the basin of sandals and trees. Judging by the traces that remain, at least a hundred uninhabited people must have stayed in the basin for several days. But I have not been able to trace where they have gone."

"Hmm? Are you saying that there are traces of more than a hundred people who have lived there, but there is no trace of them moving elsewhere?"

He Tao Qin explained that Zhuge Muhuan asked in a puzzled tone.

"Yes, sir."

"What a marvelous thing."

"In our troubles, we think that it is a deception of the Demon Cult. They have the ability to erase the traces, but they have left behind the traces of their past and the battles..."

"Are you saying that they deliberately tried to let us know that they were gone?"

"Arrogant demonstrators, wouldn't they?"

He Tao Jinyin's eyes were full of hatred for the Demon Cult, and there was anger in his eyes.

However, unlike Chen Yin, Zhuge Muhuan, who was in charge of this operation, could only shake the fan gently with an expression that did not understand his thoughts.

"Well, maybe it's for that purpose, maybe not..."

“··· Do you have any other reason to think of?"

Zhuge Muhuan replied to Hedo Jinyin's question.

"First of all, it may be due to the reason that He Tao Jinyin inferred... And secondly, it could be a strategy aimed at a kind of sexual equivalent. It may have been a deliberate attempt to expose the traces so that our attention would be drawn to the sandal basin."

"Why don't you draw your attention to the Four-Moon Basin and say that the Demon Cult has something to gain?"

"When there was a problem in the Saddal Basin... Where will the largest number of people be moving?"

“··· Could it be?"

He Tao Jinyin's face turned white for a moment. He realized that the place Zhuge Muhuan was talking about was the recluse Kunlun Sect.