Becoming the Swordmaster Rank Young Lord of the Sichuan Tang Family Chapter 130

< Episode 129 >

Black sand method 1

This was once the skill of a man who gathered together and served as the leader of back alley gangs in a small town in Sacheon. With the surname Yu, he was originally the illegitimate son of a fairly wealthy family, but was pushed out of the succession battle with his half-eldest son and was eventually kicked out of the family. Still, he had a bright nature and lived a satisfied life because he had gained freedom. He had neither a little nor a lot of wealth in his hands, but even though he was his son, his father allowed him to learn the family’s martial arts techniques from an early age, so he was able to control his inner strength to a small extent. Isn’t this a much better life than most common people?

While wandering around Sacheon, enjoying his freedom, he suddenly settled down in a small village, where he stopped by a ridge and met a woman who shook his heart. It was strange. He wasn’t outstanding in appearance or talent, but I was drawn to him from the beginning. The owner of her stoma suggested that he nominate another woman for her, saying that her body could not be sold due to her poor whiteness, but he chose her.

‘The girl is immature….’

It was awkward to see him carefully pouring himself a drink while repeatedly saying he was sorry. As Rouge said, it seemed like he hadn’t learned any etiquette regarding serving drinks. Still, it was okay. We put down our drinks and just talked.

I felt drunk even though I didn’t drink. She recites a family story that has never been spoken of since she was kicked out of her family.

My father was a fairly successful merchant. Perhaps he was lonely after his original wife passed away, and his new concubine said that it was his mother and that she had passed away from childbirth. Originally, she had several older brothers from her original wife who were there to comfort her, but she must have hated it when she was born at a time when there was already a war of nerves due to the dispute over her succession. I didn’t know it when his father was alive, but after he left, I vividly felt that I was in a miserable situation. Still, he doesn’t blame his brothers. I heard that in other families, there is even a fight over the succession, but he even gave me a few pennies to tell me not to starve to death, so I can’t help but think how magnanimous he is.

‘This is a disgrace. In some ways, you may have had a more difficult life.’

‘no. If this insignificant thing can bring comfort to Confucius, then that is enough.’

‘No, it’s insignificant. ‘Don’t belittle yourself like that.’

‘I’m sorry. Please forgive me if it was inconvenient….’

‘…It seems like I’m already used to it. If you’re really sorry, won’t you tell me your story this time?’

‘It’s a common, insignificant story. I’m worried that I might be disturbing my ears for no reason…’

‘Still, I want to hear it.’

‘…It is said that in the year the girl was born, there had been a major famine that had lasted for several years. It is said that it was common for people who were not confident in raising their children properly to sell their children in tears at Giru or a guesthouse for a small amount of money….’

The conversation between the two continued all night long. Within a few days, our relationship developed into a deep bond. Mr. Yoo spent all of her remaining wealth to buy Giru and married her woman. She didn’t necessarily get rid of the stoma. As the man roamed freely here and there, she saw and heard many things. This means that your way of thinking is unconventional.

Gisaengs who had families to support or who were orphans needed a means to make a living, and those who worked hard at work also needed a place where they could have a drink in peace from time to time. Moreover, even if he got rid of the stoma right away, another one would arise anyway out of necessity, so he thought it would be better to take care of the courtesans who had nowhere to go and look after them so that they could work properly.

Has his father’s legacy passed on to him? I don’t know if it was pure luck, but when he improved the quality of food and sleeping quarters so that his courtesans could eat and rest properly, business began to do well. Although the number of people looking for courtesans increased, the number of courtesans did not increase, and if there was someone who wanted to quit her job, he provided them with ample wealth and even found them a new job. The courtesans who were moved by such thoughtfulness worked even harder, and the reputation of Giru, who was in charge of Mr. Yoo, gradually increased.

But as soon as I started making a lot of money, the bugs started to creep in.

‘Tsk. Do you know who it is thanks to you that you can comfortably do business here?’

These guys are stealing money from village merchants in the name of protection fees. They heard the rumor that Mr. Yoo had learned martial arts and tried not to clash with him, but when they saw that Giru’s income was increasing day by day, they eventually showed their greed.

‘Our Giru has never been asked to protect us, and there is no need to protect us, so please step back.’

‘her. ‘I’ve been protecting you all this time, but you don’t even know the blessing?’

‘Use as much force as you can!’

‘I shouldn’t say it in words. ‘Guys, hit!’

Mr. Yoo got into a fight with about a dozen back alley gangsters, and was able to defeat them all with great difficulty. No matter how small the power he could handle, it was not enough to be surpassed by the physical strength of ordinary people. Moreover, even though it was not a proper breathing technique, he never missed a single day of practice.

‘Mr. Yu’s martial arts skills were amazing. ‘One person at a time was left out.’

‘Look. ‘He is clearly a descendant of a fallen samurai family.’

‘The dark red energy radiating from my arm looked like a snake was riding on it.’

Rumors about Mr. Yoo’s inaction spread throughout the village overnight. In fact, it was not a properly honed true energy, but rather uncontrolled energy that was expressed outside of the skin in a dark color, and since there was no appropriate weapon, it was only struck with the palm of the hand, and it was not a martial art that could be called a martial arts technique. The energy wrapped around the arm was also described as snake-like, but it was closer to an earthworm.

But sometimes rumors can be scary. Mr. Yoo did not specifically deny the rumors floating around about his inaction. He thought he could avoid unnecessary friction. In this way, his holy season was determined by the Heuksajangbeop (黑弼掌法).

And after some time. He rallied the village’s back alley gangs and formed the Heuksa faction. If this was a necessary evil anyway, he made it with the idea that it would be better to take care of it himself. Most of the people who became gangsters in the back alleys were either unable to control their blood or had no proper means of making a living. There are people who admire the martial arts and call themselves black swords, but in reality, many of them cannot use a single martial arts skill.

From the beginning, Heuksapa took in back-alley gangsters and orphans who had nowhere to go in the village, collecting protection fees. The man named Yoo, who became the leader of the Black Death Sect, trained them harshly in his own way. Anticipating that there would be people targeting the village as it grew more and more prosperous, the plan was to have the Black Saskatchewan faction really protect the villagers. Those who suffered from hard training all day and lost their energy and patience left Heuksa Sect and lived a normal life, or even left the village.

Around this time, Mr. Yoo had a daughter and named her Yeonhee. However, by some ironic fate, his wife, like his mother, also passed away from childbirth, and while he was in despair, he met a boy in the midst of pouring rain so heavy that even the moon could not be distinguished.

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‘boss.’

For a split second, Yu Gil-jun was filled with sentiments. Every time I play Black Sand, he comes to mind. He is the person who took care of me and raised me when I had nowhere to go. When I told him that he didn’t know my last name, he said that was fine and that he should use my last name, Mr. Yu.

The first thing I learned from him was the black sand method. In fact, it was such a crude decoration that it was difficult to call it martial arts, but it had great meaning in its own way to Yu Gil-jun.

So, the black sand market law was changed, changed, and changed again.

After repeated changes, the Heuksajangbeop, which was only a third-rate burial method, was transformed into a sacred season befitting the prestigious name of Heuksaryeonju. Not long ago, after obtaining Bokshin Gong, I even added the character ‘Jin (眞)’ to signify completion.

Jin (眞) Black sand (黑)

Two black snakes with strong energy leave my hands and descend.

Rumbling!

It was accompanied by a roar that seemed to tear the sky apart. There is no place to escape. Because the huge black storm will affect a wide area. It contains such force that it would not be surprising if one of the peaks of Cheongseongsan Mountain collapsed at any moment. Even if you are wearing self-defense gear, you will not be able to block the impact. Not only Yeon-myeong but also his subordinates would be swept away to death, but Yu Gil-jun no longer wanted to worry about their safety. Yoo Yeon-hee is accepted as the boss’s only blood relative and adopted daughter. Is there any reason for Black Snake to exist in a world where she does not exist?

‘This is the beginning.’

I will kill Yeon Yeon-myeong, destroy the Tang family, kill Yoo Yeon-hee and Sang Myeong-il, or rather, I will kill all the lives in Sichuan because it is too bothersome to discuss them one by one. The eyes of Yu Gil-jun, who pledged to do so, flashed with a flashing red light.

Meanwhile.

Gazing at the two descending black snakes, Yeon Myeong adjusted his posture. Stretch his back foot back and then lower his knee and push into the ground as much as possible. As furrows form, the ground is dug up. And then he pulled back the yam sword like he did when he opened the sword sword.

The food spirit Heonggong spoke urgently.

[There’s nothing you can do about it with that sword…! It would be better to strengthen your self-defense skills….]

The bewildered attitude is evident. Geomcho Gwan (貫), who managed to destroy the Ji-gong type of Fusheng Gong a little while ago. However, the waves emanating from the two black snakes coming down now were nothing compared to the bright red orbs from before. It was not impossible to understand why his hearing was struggling as his life or death was at stake right now.

However, Yeon-myeong, the person who had to face the attack, looked extremely calm. It’s as if he doesn’t care about the powerful black snake.

No, in fact, Yeon-myeong did not pay any more attention to the descending black snake. What he was looking at was Yu Gil-jun, the Black Snake Trainer. Stand with your back to the sun.

Make a prayer by giving strength to the hand holding the sword (handle of the sword). Just hold on this one time. It was a short time, but it was nice to be able to wield you. I will remember you, Yam (New Demon).

At the same time as I was repeating that to myself.

Grumble!

A dark green flame burned on the sword body.

‘Changcheon Gwanil (蒼天貫 S):

Muhak, the perfect form of Geomcho Gwan (貫), created with the idea of ​​piercing the red sun in the blue sky at once, was unfolded.

Flash!

Was it an illusion that I felt that the sky had suddenly become dark, as if the sun had been lost? Dark green flames soared through the darkness with fierce force. A long trail of fireworks appears in the air as if it would reach all the way to the sky.

For the first time, Yu Gil-jun looked shocked. He wasn’t convinced. What on earth do you mean, that sword herb just now…?

The powerful energy condensed into a single point penetrated the true black sand and reached me. If I had been a little late in avoiding it, I would have died. Yu Gil-jun suddenly looked at his left side, which felt empty. His arms, starting from his shoulders, were completely gone. It is a trace of the dark green flames that passed by just moments ago.

The black thread pattern on the shoulder of the purple long cloth has also been mangled so that it is difficult to recognize.

‘…I can’t believe it wasn’t full power.’

However, it was not the time to just be shocked. There was a figure soaring in the same posture as the sword was thrown out. Perhaps because of the tremendous driving force, the momentum of rising through the black sand was no joke. It expands in size in an instant.

It was a natural name.

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