Hassan (1)

 

"Mujin!"

Mu Jin was the first to approach Mu Jin, who was standing there with his head held up in a daze.

"Are you alright?"

“··· I'm going to die..."

For some reason, Mu Jin let out a groaning sound, and Mu Gong stretched out his arm to help him, but Mu Jin refused.

"Take care of the others first. There are many more seriously injured people..."

Mu Jin nodded hesitantly, wondering if Mu Jin was right.

Meanwhile, the people who had surrounded Mujin also came to their senses one by one and began to look around.

Visor!

Even though God was dead, there were still shouts and screams of weapons clashing all over the battlefield.

But the sound didn't last long, either.

"The Divine Monk has defeated the enemy!"

As the shouts of victory spread, the remnants of the Divine Heaven also fell, one by one.

In the first place, the tide of war had turned against the heavens before the fall of the heavens, so it didn't take long for the battlefield to settle down.

After the battlefield was cleared up· People had to be busier.

Seriously injured people with broken limbs or severed bodies had to be cared for, and all those with serious internal injuries were sitting on their backs.

While the Sichuan Tang family was distributing antidotes to those who took care of the wounded or were forcibly poisoned by the gods.

"Phew..."

One by one, there were those who controlled their internal injuries and raised their bodies.

"Uki..."

"Puuuuu

"Heheh... It's okay· Hey guys!"

Mu Yul, who had caused internal injuries himself, was the first to stand up and stroke Lingling and Bibi.

"Are you done now?"

Before he knew it, Mu Qing had also quietly approached Mu Jin without a presence.

While Mujin nodded at Muqing's question. Before he knew it, he had solved the problems of the Southern Heaven Association and was supported by Pai Jin-sung, who had joined.

"Are you alright, aw?"

“··· Compared to the brothers who have departed, this is nothing. Brother·"

Dao Yuechen replied, looked at Mu Jin with a somewhat complicated expression, and then turned his gaze towards the Southern Heavenly Society.

Thanks to the benefactor of Mujin, he was able to survive and become stronger.

However, as a member of the Safa Alliance, he could not outwardly show his devotion to Mujin as he had before.

In the meantime, Qingshu and Zhuge Jinxi, who had been in control of internal affairs, also approached Mu Jin before they knew it.

"After all, it's Mujin Dou. Hahaha·"

"Are you okay with the Qingshui dojo?"

"It's a little sad to lose Tai Sajo's Song Gate Sword, but it's okay... The impression you left me is still with me."

"It's a good idea left by the Emperor . . . Come to think of it, I think I've survived thanks to what you left behind."

It didn't simply mean that he killed God in the last moment with the priesthood of gratuitousness.

'Did your grandfather have this in mind from the beginning?'

Ever since the Jade Brick Ball pierced the wall, it has been able to absorb the natural energy with its skin.

Furthermore, the body that broke through the limits thanks to the Jade Kumgang Gong did not break down easily in the process of dealing with the natural keeper.

In a way, it could be said that the outer attack of the Jade Kumgang that Hyunguang had created was the beginning and the end of the realm that Mujin had now reached.

When I first learned the Jade Kumgang Technique, it felt like an excessive leap in terms of the realm of Mujin, but...

"Wouldn't my grandfather have had enough?"

While Mujin was thinking about Hyungwang· For some reason, the Qingshu dojo asked with a twinkle in his eye.

"Hahaha· If so, why don't you share your feelings now?"

He was in a position to draw his sword, but none of it could be grasped by Qingshu's smashed sword.

Qing Xu hurriedly turned his head to fetch a sword from somewhere, and Mu Jin hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Let's postpone Bimu until the next opportunity. I don't think I'm in a position to do it right now..."

"Is that so...?"

It was a sullen answer with a face like a puppy in the rain.

Zhuge Jinxi, who was looking at Qingshu like a madman, immediately opened his mouth with a calm face.

"Is Monk Mujin okay?"

Why did she hurry to join the Divine Lord? He had seen Mu Jin receive a blow to the abdomen.

But for some reason, Mujin seemed to be in good shape.

He didn't need to bring up the broken power here, so Mu Jin replied with a faint smile.

"Thanks to Zhuge Sozer and everyone who helped me."

"I just did what I had to do."

Behind her standard answer, a sarcastic tone intervened.

"Hmph· You know it very well."

Mu Jin turned his head and saw Nangong Jinchen approaching with the Changchen Sword.

"You defeated him in the end, but in the end, it was only because everyone, including 'this body,' had taken his power away. If you and I had changed our order, I would have been the one to cut him."

Nangong Jinchen's sarcastic words made Mu Jin furrow his eyebrows.

It wasn't that I felt bad. I'm sure he was half right.

Mu Jin furrowed his eyebrows more out of wonder than displeasure.

'Was he always that talkative?'

Mujin, who had known him as a madman full of self-esteem, couldn't help but wonder in many ways.

And Mujin soon understood why he was doing it.

Immediately after he sneered at himself, he glanced back and forth between himself and Zhuge Jinxi as if he were noticing.

Especially when Zhuge Jinxi was staring at Mu Jin as if he were looking at her, her expression was slightly crumpled.

'you?'

Apparently, in the process of fighting together, he and Zhuge Jinxi met each other's eyes.

'That guy has a crush...'

Judging from her attitude of not even looking in the direction of the Namgoong Jincheon, it seemed that she was the only one who met her eyes.

Like most humans, Mujin was able to perceive other people's love affairs like ghosts.

When Mujin was wondering how to respond to Nangong Jinchen's provocation.

A new voice rang into their ears.

"Now that the Divine Heaven has fallen, shouldn't we settle the matter?"

When I turned my head in the direction of the grave voice, I saw that Gu Yang and other key figures of the Demon Sect were approaching.

And as if Gu Yang's words were a catalyst, the battlefield gradually calmed down, and there was tension again.

Pai Jinsheng, who had been supporting Dao Yuechen, also grabbed the spear.

Now that Shincheon has fallen, There was a tangle of political forces here.

It wouldn't be strange if a second war broke out here to determine the owner of Wulin.

When the tension that would not be strange if war broke out at any time, the sound of clutching weapons reverberates everywhere.

Mujin opened his mouth in a heavy voice.

"Why don't we get away from each other today? We've shed too much blood today."

Mujin turned his head as if looking around, looking all over the battlefield.

Those who looked away from Mujin's actions saw the horrors of the battlefield.

Those who survived were rejoicing in the victory, but the war was not a war.

So many fell to the ground, unable to get up any longer.

However, Gu Yangfei, who became the leader of the Demon Cult, could not easily accept this opinion.

"That's your situation..."

At the moment when the martial artists belonging to the political faction were about to shout in a group at Gu Yang's heartless answer.

Mujin raised his hand to calm them down, and then spoke again.

"Do you know that the damage caused by the Heavenly Demon Cult is not unreasonable?"

"Compared to you, I am small..."

"I'm not talking about the damage done today. Isn't there more than one or two people who have died in the Divine Heaven's jokes, including the deeds of the Guardian Monks on the left and right?"

“····”

Neither Gu Yang, who was stabbed in the head, nor the cadres of the Demon Cult who followed him, could not easily open their mouths.

"So what do you want me to do?"

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Jin replied to Gu Yang's question.

"As I said, I've shed too much blood because of the gods... I don't have to tell you between the principals. So why don't you take at least ten years to build up?"

"Do you want to sign a peace treaty?"

"Yes... As long as you and the Southern Heaven Society don't mind..."

Saying that, Mu Jin turned his head and looked in the direction of Paijin and Daoyue Stream.

Compared to the Political Alliance and the Demon Cult, the Southern Heavenly Society, which was still weaker, had no reason to refuse.

"We at the Southern Heaven Association agree."

In response to Pai Jinsheng's answer, Gu Yangfei frowned and said.

"What if one of the parties breaks the agreement?"

"At that time, shouldn't the two remaining nations form an alliance and slay the one who betrayed them?"

Before Mu Jin could finish his answer, Gu Yang and Mu Jin· And the three of them exchanged glances as if they were fighting each other's eyes.

Then, as if they had made up their minds, the three of them nodded their heads without knowing who would go first.

"This monk is not the leader of the Political Affairs League, and there will be a lot of work to be done by each of them because of the war, so we will discuss the details of the agreement later."

"I'll be waiting for you. If the letter is delayed, the agreement will be deemed null and void."

Gu Yangfei replied coolly, turned his head and gave instructions to the demons.

"Recover the bodies and take care of the wounded..."

"Honor!"

Afterwards, Paijin Province and Daoyue Chen also gave instructions to the warriors of the Southern Heavenly Society, and the martial artists of the Political Alliance also put their weapons back in their hands and began to clear the battlefield.

* * *

Immediately after the end of the war

The Muslims of the Political League were reinstated to the Alliance.

In the first place, the battle took place in the vicinity of the Political Alliance, so it was not too difficult to return.

And when Mujin returned to Meng, he stretched out and slept for three days.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Mujin came to his senses and first checked his body.

Luckily, there didn't seem to be any major problems with his organs or bones.

Four days later, I still felt aches all over my body, but I didn't feel like I was vomiting blood or that my bones or muscles were strangely twisted.

However, despite his healthy body, Mujin's face was not bright.

'Damn· I think I've lost a little bit of muscle?'

I felt like I had lost muscle after lying down and sleeping for four days.

Mu Jin, who had examined his muscles in various positions against the mirror in the room, sighed deeply and gathered his clothes.

It was a shame that I lost muscle, but I had something to do for now.

Now that we may not be able to return to the present day and have to spend our lives in nothingness. It's something that must be done.

After leaving the room, Mu Jin walked through the manor inside the Zheng Mu League and was able to reach the Mengju Hall.

After the report of the escort warrior guarding the entrance of the Mengju Hall, Mujin was able to enter the Mengju Hall.

"Mujin! Are you feeling well?"

"It's a little bit better now. Lord Meng·"

In response to Ambassador Hyuncheon's question, Mu Jin replied with a serious face.

"Rather, I have something to say to Lord Meng, so I have come here."

“··· Do you have any problems with the Divine Heaven?"

"No, I don't."

Mujin shook his head, and Chen Chen asked.

"Speaking of which, is it related to the Demon Cult or the Southern Heavenly Society?"

"No, I don't."

Mujin shook his head again, and there was a look of wonder on Hyuncheon's face.

"What the hell was wrong with you bringing such a body all the way here?"

Mu Jin replied to Hyuncheon's question with a rather serious face.

"Disciple· I came to see Lord Meng to take off the Shaolin Dharma robe and return to the world."

What you must do· It was Hassan.

I don't know how much longer I'm going to spend here, but I'm going to spend the rest of my life as a monk.

Mujin was a story that could never be accepted.

I couldn't drink, I couldn't eat meat, I couldn't even get married, so I couldn't meet women.

Until now, there was an enemy called Shincheon, so I just put up with it. He had no intention of giving up such worldly pleasures.

Of course, that's just Mujin's situation...

"What's that all about?"

At the shocking announcement, which was completely unexpected, Hyuncheon's eyes widened as if they were about to jump out at any moment.

"Literally· I want to go back to this world and live a normal life like everyone else."

Mujin's answer made a dislike come out of Hyuncheon's mouth without knowing it.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

"Mujin has become too stained by the world..."

Speaking of which, Mu Jin left Shaolin too often to stay in the secular world in order to catch the tail of the forces of the Divine Heaven.

Apparently, in the process, he woke up to the pleasures of the world.

As a prefect who had risen to the position of head of the room in Shaolin, he had seen many such monks.

Therefore, he knew very well that he could not change the minds of such people with light persuasion.

"Amitabha Buddha"

Burning once more in his heart, Xuanchen unleashed a secret move to catch them, as if he didn't have anything to look at for longer.

"If you want to take off the Shaolin robe, you must give up all that you have gained in Shaolin. Surely you will abolish all the martial arts of Shaolin and descend to the world?"

Mu Jin smiled and replied to the non-threatening threat.

"I've already broken the power outage. Lord Meng·"

The internal attack that Shaolin had gained from martial arts was Mujin, and there was nothing left of it.