Becoming the Swordmaster Rank Young Lord of the Sichuan Tang Family Chapter 169

Still dark night.

What has changed is that it is cloudy or the moonlight has become quite blurry.

Two men are sitting side by side, looking in one direction. They were executioners of swordsman disciples who had completed their own long stories. Yeon Yeon-myeong was attaching his heart to the Myeongmunhyeol on Mo Yong-hwi’s back and closing his eyes, looking like he was contemplating the inside of an unexpected priest.

The core of Sword Demon Martial Arts is defeat. The technique of extreme strength that comes from there was the source that enabled the swords compiled by the sword demon to demonstrate their power.

Learning the method of defeat means that the strongest true energy is running rampant inside the body. It is not strange for criminals to die young immediately after initiation. Therefore, as soon as the story ended, Yeon Myeong wanted to look inside Mo Yong-hui.

It didn’t take that long.

“I have to throw it away. right now.”

As soon as he opened his eyes and took his hand away from the Myeongmunhyeol, Yeon Myeong released his lips. This is a prescription made by a tax saving expert after examining it himself. It meant there was no other way.

Nevertheless, Mo Yong-hwi was unable to answer hastily. He also knew that the power of defeat had taken a significant toll on his body. As achievement deepens, control over true energy increases, but that does not mean that the original nature goes anywhere. The power that weakens all things in the world damages the meridians of the entire body at every moment.

Yeon Myeong looked at the priest’s back. I’m shaking slightly. I’m trying to control my breathing, but I can’t completely hide my turbulence.

“It’s only a matter of time. You said you took a handful of elixirs to strengthen the blood vessels. Thanks to that, you postponed your premature death. But even that has reached its limit. If something happens that requires you to fight with all your might, the anniversary of your death will be that day. “It will happen.”

“but.”

Mo Yong-hwi barely opened his mouth, but soon found himself speechless again. He also knows that the young brother’s advice is not wrong. However, the Sword Demon’s martial arts was the only thing left to him. Even because of this, his family was ruined, and he spent more than ten years trying to learn this, and with this, he was going to die while resolving his grudge against the magician. He couldn’t make the decision to throw it away easily. Even if your life is threatened.

“I told you. This executioner was also not born with a weak power. He only had a weak power in the world of images and learned martial arts from his teacher, but when he opened his eyes, he was not there. With his current body, he did not learn the power and strength method. He will die young. “It was as obvious as seeing fire. Although I still use swordsmanship, I built my level based on my family’s martial arts skills.”

Yeon Myeong decided to dismiss the awakening from his past life as something he experienced in the world of images. It’s something you just need to keep to yourself. In any case, what was important was that he had learned the martial arts of the Sword Demon, not how he had formed a relationship with a person from hundreds of years ago. The same goes for distribution. If we look at it properly, it is not enough for Mo Yong-hwi, who barely entered the profession, to be called the founder of a school of thought, but in any case, Yeon Myeong’s life has only just passed 17 years. Considering that their relationship would later be revealed to others, it would have been satisfactory to call it the death penalty. There is no one among the Sword Demon’s disciples who has a higher distribution.

On the other hand, Mo Yong-hwi, who turned around with a bit of embarrassment, said, when Yeon-myeong said that although he had learned the martial arts of the Sword Demon, he had not entered into the basic law of defeat.

“When did you use your power earlier…?”

It would be a question about the destruction of Shaolin Jaun’s Diamond Buddha. At that time, Yeon Myeong mentioned escape, affection, and defeat as the essence of destroying Taoism, Buddhism, and Muhak. It was said that the Shaolin self-defense technique, comparable to diamond stone, was carved out with the power to weaken all things.

“It is a separate embodiment of the nature of defeat. Because it is a power that can be embraced by the energy of the original family’s Dokyocheonggwangsimbeop. It is possible for you too. Because I experienced the power of defeat firsthand. “The important thing is to reach a point where you can incorporate that imagery into martial arts.”

Hwa-gyeong. Mo Yong-hwi’s eyes opened wide at Yeon-myeong’s words. He hadn’t even thought about it. I never thought I could embody the martial arts of a sword demon like that. But at the same time, it seemed like a very difficult thing to do. Among the mighty martial arts warriors, who were as numerous as grains of sand, the number of those who reached the Hwagyeong could be counted on one hand. Isn’t this a point where it’s doubtful whether we can reach it even with all kinds of support, including qualifications, effort, rising martial arts, and elixirs? Even in Bangpa, which has a long history, it is difficult to have more than two. That is the reason why Black Snake Literary Ju and Demon Light Heavenly Ju became famous throughout the world. Because he rose to the rank of absolute power at such a young age.

Therefore, it seemed like an expectation bordering on delusion that I would be able to throw away the martial arts I had accumulated throughout my life, start from the bottom again, and reach the world of peace. Isn’t even the blood vessels damaged? It was obvious that no matter what mental method one learned, achievement would be slow.

“Please think about life rather than resentment.”

Yeon Myeong tried to understand the priest’s feelings and said one word. This is the last remaining bloodline of Master, whose name I have now learned. Since he had accepted him as a priest and as his own, he was not going to let him die. To do that, he had to first throw away what he had built up.

“I can guess what you’re worried about. If you let go of something you’ve been holding onto so tightly, you’ll be afraid that it will return to nothingness. Building it back up will also feel like a long way off.”

One – Yeon Myeong, who had been talking for a long time, made eye contact with Mo Yong Hwi and opened his mouth again.

“It is not nothingness. The path we have taken leaves a trace. I was like you too. The achievements made in the world of imagination disappeared and only a miserable body remained. Nevertheless, I was able to easily reach my current level. Be confident. And take a long look. Now that the main alliance has been established, it is impossible to live under the same sky as Madou. There’s no way the grudge can be resolved just by catching a few demons, right? Accumulate your martial arts skills properly and rise to the top. “By then, the demon might have already been extinct, but the family could be revived again.”

“…As you can see, even the blood vessels have already been greatly damaged. I don’t know what to do with the blood vessels.”

Although he is moved by his brother’s encouragement, he still shows a ray of concern. Even if you dissipate the energy accumulated in the Danjeon through meditation, the energy spread throughout the entire body does not disappear easily. In particular, there was a high possibility that a trace amount of the power essence remaining in the vein would act as a poison for a long time.

However, fortunately for Mo Yong-hui, his young brother was more versed in deciphering than anyone else in the world. The foundation of Geomshin’s strength was none other than Dokyo’s energy.

“Don’t worry. There is a way.”

Is this because he sensed that he had finally succeeded in ensuring the priest’s survival? Yeon Myeong’s mouth drew an arc.

The dark night sky had suddenly taken on a light gray color.

midday.

There was still no proper training ground in Jeongcheonmaeng. Because many more people than expected joined the alliance and continued to flock in, building palaces to accommodate them was an urgent priority. It was the judgment of Jeong Cheon-maeng soldier Zhuge Chang-shin.

Therefore, people were often seen practicing on the dirt floor of the vacant lot where the training center would be built in the future. Of course, there were not many of them. Because martial artists tended to be reluctant to have their martial arts knowledge exposed, it was rare for anyone to practice wielding military flags in places where even low walls were not built.

One of them – there was someone who devoted himself to training in swordsmanship, sweating like rain. The light green uniform was completely soaked in sweat, and the repeated movements of unfolding it raised dust, which stuck to the damp parts of the clothing and distorted its original color.

Phew!

Suddenly a strong wind blows up the dust. The man who was engrossed in training only then stopped moving.

“See you, Lord.”

Reverse the sword you were swinging and raise it politely. If both hands were intact, it would have been seen as a martial arts ritual.

“You’re eager.”

Yeon Myeong said, conscious of the man’s empty sleeves. During the breakaway battle with the Heuksa-ryeon, one of the main Tang factions of the Howon Dynasty, she saved the life of Gaju Tang Ji-hye by flying herself. Sogaju Yeon Myeong considered it a favor and tried to repay him by providing swordsmanship instruction. In order for the teachings to continue, Tang people also had to be brought into the Jeongcheonmaeng. That was the reason why he was practicing swordsmanship here now.

“Progress is faster than I thought. I heard that you can swing a sword until the sun sets.”

“There is still a long way to go. Didn’t you say that the first step is to match the sword road you pictured in your mind with reality? “Then I guess I haven’t even taken steps yet.”

“That’s what they said. If you can truly use the sword as you want without error, you are already a master. Against most people, you won’t even need any special sword techniques.”

“Is that so.”

Tang Gye-jung, who grinned, soon turned his gaze to the person standing behind Yeon Myeong. He is a man in his thirties who is a bit accustomed to daylight. Recently, I happened to see him coming and going from Lord Maeng’s office several times.

“That person…?”

“Mo Yong-hwi, he is my priest. “Toward swordsmanship.”

“yes?”

The party leader questioned the sudden introduction. It was not simply because a survivor of the Moyong family, which was known to have gone extinct, appeared. Tang Gye-jung had a thorough knowledge of the overall life of So Jia Ju Yeon Myeong.

Until the age of twelve, one does not leave one’s mother alone.

Afterwards, he participated in the Sogaju competition, and at the age of sixteen, Gwiga himself ascended to the position of Sogaju.

After that, I went through various events with the Sacheon Branch and the Black Silhouettes, and not long ago, the year changed and I turned 17 years old.

To be honest, he had an inaction that I couldn’t understand, but among the people around him, there was no one who could act as a teacher. At least Dang Ji-hye, the head of the family and mother, was a possibility, but if nothing else, she did not seem to have any knowledge of swordsmanship.

But out of nowhere, a person named Moyongga is called a priest. Originally, Moyongga was a historical sword school. It was unlikely that he would have learned other sword skills after leaving his martial arts education. So, is Yeon Myeong’s swordsmanship a person from the Mo Yong family? But that too is strange. It’s not like I’ve ever been to Liaoning, far away.

“We met by chance. You can think of us having the same teacher. Nowadays, there are differences in the fundamental martial arts….”

“?”

—-

The more I heard, the more confusing it became. Does this mean that they have even plowed it over as if they were reclaiming martial arts?

“This is Mo Yong-hwi.”

“I’m on duty.”

Mo Yong-hwi continued by saying, “Please take care of me,” and Tang Gye-jung looked like he didn’t know what he was saying.

“Let’s train together from now on. We will embody the sword path in our hearts into reality without error. When we both reach the state, I will give you the next teaching.”

After giving some advice, Yeon Myeong turned around and thought. How should we define the relationship between the two? One does not teach the Sword Demon’s martial arts, but is no different from his disciple, and the other shares the Sword Demon’s martial arts and is called a priest, but in reality, there is a distant difference in distribution between him and himself.

‘Well, it’s not something I care about.’

As I walk, I think about the events of the past few days. As a result, Mo Yonghui abandoned his defeat power. Damaged meridians would gradually recover, and the energy of defeat remaining in the entire body’s meridians was consumed by Dokyoucheong Madness. The breathing method that Mo Yong-hwi chose to build up his strength again was Gajeon’s Geongonbaekjeolsimbeop (乾坤百絶心法).

As expected from a swordsman family, the Moyong family also had a number of household sword techniques. However, he hoped that the one and only priest would understand the fundamental aspects of swordsmanship. If you realize how to draw the sword, it will be the female leader who will excel at home appliance swordsmanship. Coincidentally, Tang Gye-jung was training with the same goal, so the two were put together.

While I was lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt a figure hurrying in this direction from a distance. I am familiar with the feeling of presence conveyed through a feeling of energy. There was no doubt that it was the military Zhuge Changxin.

Yeon Myeong took a light step and quickly closed the distance. The Commander-in-Chief was a busy person, so he deserved this level of consideration.

Naturally, a name appeared like a haze in the middle of the day.

Zhuge Changxin looked a little surprised, but then immediately returned his courtesy. This was because he was now very familiar with the lord’s ghostly secret vision of the divine law.

“See you, Lord.”

“What’s going on? You look urgent.”

A direct gesture that tells you to speak straight away.

This is urgent news. It’s hard to believe, but Zhuge Changxin opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“It is said that the Namgung family went extinct.”

> End

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