Episode 526 Waaaaaa!
thud! Koo kung!
A huge roar engulfed everything.
Thousands of warlords’ cries and intense fighting spirit awakened the silent Song Mountain and resounded endlessly.
Their names, personalities, lives they have lived so far, and genders are all different. A tall flag was flying high above their heads.
Murim Meng (武林盟).
It was just those three letters written on the pure white cloth.
It wasn’t as flashy as the flag symbolizing the emperor, nor was it huge like the flag of the great Demonic Cult army that invaded the central plains in the past.
But that was enough.
The three letters of Moorimmaeng contained everything.
Now, the Murim people of the central plains will become one under that flag. They will fight against a new enemy in a new era they have opened for themselves.
and… … .
“A new hero will be born.”
someone’s brainwashing.
Mungyeong, who was looking at all this scene from the top of an unknown giant tree that had sprouted thick leaves, reached a person.
‘Jin Tae-kyung.’
It was clearly visible in Mungyeong’s eyes. The burning eyes of a young man holding a flag and standing like a steel tower.
He was no different from a hero when he accepted the shouts pouring in from all directions along with the two giants, the Sword Master and the Fire King, and another morning star, the Volcanic God Dragon, Cheongpung.
“Fire God Dragon!”
“The God of Fire, Jin Tae-kyung!”
The warlords vigorously chanted the name of the young hero holding the flag of the Murim League.
And a small murmur flowed from Kyung Moon’s lips as he watched the scene.
“It’s finally starting.”
new era. new enemy. and new influences.
The curtain on the stage that had been closed for a long time finally rose.
Someone will fall down in an unknown field and never wake up, and someone will engrave their name on one side of this long Moorim Temple.
Life and 人1. shame and glory.
Right here. At Songshan, the beginning of a huge war over the world was beginning.
The sky was shaken. No, it was a great upheaval.
What hasn’t happened yet is fiction and rumor. However, when it finally became a reality, the ripple effect it had was great and huge.
Soongsan Resolution (嵩山決意).
On a warm spring day, the news that the Gupaibang and the five great families and numerous Moorim factions had finally gathered under one flag spread widely.
In other words, it meant that a fierce war to determine the master of the world had begun.
“Jangmunin, it is said that the Moorim League was founded in Hanam!”
“Immediately launch a bill of lading. The text will gladly stand under the banner of the Murim Maeng.”
“Honorable name!”
“Put a chimney on the other lords of Fujian as well. I need to have a meeting.”
The world is wide, and the existing clans and clans are innumerable.
Those who could not make it to Hanam due to various circumstances expressed their intention to participate in the Murim Alliance, and the Murim people who did not have a Samantha also decided their own path.
“Jang Dae-hyeop, let’s go to Hanam with me. Shouldn’t we join the Murim League?”
“I’m sorry, but I’m thinking of going to Moorim, Sichuan. Hanam should go to Gwak Daehyeop Hall.” “Huh. It is said that Cheongseong and Army are still in good health, but if Amcheon were the first to sail to Sacheon, as was the case with the Demonic Cult in the past, it might become a Pandemonium.” “That’s why I have to go to Sacheon all the more. Someone had the two letters of chivalry in their heart.
“The older brother you just said. It looks like my paths overlap, let’s go together.”
“I’m afraid you’re an ally. What is your name?”
“My honor is Moose and I. I’m just a ronin who eats knives, so put away the unfamiliar word, knight. I don’t know how strong they are, but if you kill them at random, you’ll make your name known and earn a share.”
Some took up arms, dreaming of a sense of prosperity and fame.
And among those who did not belong to a specific school and had their own goals, there were also unfamiliar faces who had not been seen in the Moorim for a long time or had not even been revealed.
“What are you doing here, Master?”
“It was a nice day and I was getting some fresh air. But your expression is not very good.
What’s the matter?”
“That’s actually, I met a herbalist while wandering around the mountains looking for snow ginseng to give to Master, and he told me… … The rumor that the Murimmaeng would revive in Hanam was already widespread even before the Sungsan Gyeol.
The situation of Murim related to it was also passed on to the hermits who stayed away from the world and locked themselves in deep mountains and valleys.
“Umm. Darkness, Murim blindness…
“It is already said that there is an uproar under the mountain.
The Moorim Maeng has declared a war against Amcheon, and the people are trembling with anxiety.”
“Huh, after a long peace, tribulation has come.”
“Master, what should I do?”
“As in the past Jeongma War, many people will die. Prepare immediately before it is too late. I will go to Hanam.”
Noh Gosu, who spent the rest of his life in an unknown deep valley, headed for Jungwon with his student.
“Noya, did you catch a lot today?”
“Eh. Your mouth doesn’t get dirty today.”
“haha. I’ve been hearing that for forty years already. I caught some carp, take it and eat it.”
“Of course it should. I was the one who saved your father’s life ten years ago. Give me one of those big, fat bastards.”
“All right. It’s the last time, so I’ll give it all.”
“Huh? Last time. What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”
“Did you not hear the news? It is said that a great tribulation has befallen Murim.”
“Tribulation? Tell me more.”
“A thing called Murimmaeng was created in Hanam, and it is said that they compete against Amcheon, the successor of the Demonic Cult. Since you don’t know what will happen right away, are you going to take your family and hide away for a while??… Noya? What are you doing?”
“Don’t you see? I am getting ready to leave.”
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“Where are you? No, are you leaving your fishing rod as well?”
“I don’t think you will need it in the future. You guys will use it.”
“Noya, noya!”
“There will come a day when we meet again. Please stay safe.”
The gray-haired old man, who had been spending time sitting on the shore of a deserted lake, suddenly left with a spear on his back instead of a fishing rod.
Noh Kang-ho, who enjoyed an era a long time ago. Or Wu (武), some of the hermits of Shimsanyugok who devoted their entire lives to just that one word stepped into the mundane world and flowed into the world.
“Is this the Moorim Maeng?”
“That’s right. However, if you have come to join us, we cannot let you in right away, so you have to go to the palace over there and present your nickname, name, and something to prove your identity… … .”
“You’ve come to the right place. Go and tell them that the Red Jeok has arrived.”
“Whether it’s red or red, you have to go through the verification process first… … for a moment. What did you just say?”
Flecks. They said it was Hongzhi from Guangxi.”
“Guo, Kwon Wang (拳王)… … !”
Names that have been swept away by the waves of time. Nevertheless, nicknames that were clearly imprinted in the memories of the people appeared everywhere.
Even when the sun went down and darkness came, their presence shone like torches.
And rumors about the newly rising morning stars were also being passed on through people’s mouths and mouths.
“I can assure you that the Ten Phoenix Dragons will play a big role in this match.”
At the words of the middle-aged man with a small chin, Bap Bird’s Eye snorted.
“Sounds funny. It’s good to say that Sibbongryong are the best late exponents of the late Gangho, after all, weren’t they chosen among the disciples and children of the prestigious school?”
“so? What do you want to say?”
“They are all plants in the greenhouse, so how great can those grown in a good environment be on the battlefield?”
The chin narrowed the eyes.
“Look at what this guy is saying. Is it cancer?” “What!” His eyes widened and he shouted loudly.
“Even if your mouth is crooked, you say it right, don’t say something big about me! Why am I Amcheon!” “Then why are you trying to cut down the intellectuals of our political faction?” “Cutting is just saying what is being shaved off! That doesn’t mean you can’t cut your chin!” “No, why are you talking about that here? Why are you belittling your appearance!” Flames gushed out of the pupils of the chin.
“If a story related to my chin comes up from the snout one more time, be prepared. Got it?”
“Squat tuck! Spat tuck tuck! Looking at it makes me out of breath, thump thump!”
“Hey, you F*cker!”
Udang-tang-tang! Kwajik!
Tables are overturned and bottles are spilled.
A man with a goatee, who had been watching the confrontation between the bird’s eye and the protruding jaw in a threatening atmosphere where a sword strike seemed likely to happen at any moment, opened his mouth politely.
“You are both wrong.”
The bird’s eye and the protruding jaw turned their heads at the same time to look at the goatee.
“What is he saying now.”
“Tear off your beard and turn it off.”
Goatbeard shook his head and continued.
“I have no objection to the fact that the Ten Bongryong is active, but compared to the power that Amcheon has shown in his actions so far, the Ten Bongryong is nothing more than a late index after all.” The color returned to his face.
“Then don’t you mean I’m right?” “To some extent, I think so.” “As expected. You have a unique insight. Your beard looks great today.” The juggernaut gritted its teeth and glared at the bird’s eye.
“A guy with eyes smaller than an asshole ate his ears. Have you already forgotten what I said earlier that both of you were wrong?”
“… … That’s it. What the hell is the reason? There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with what I said.”
Goatbeard answered while gently stroking his beard.
“There are real people everywhere. As you said, the Tenbongryongs are the ones who grew up in the best environment. But that doesn’t change the fact that they are the best latecomers of the stronghold.” “Kuhm, and?” “Not all of them are disciples of the prestigious Daepa. Jincheongeom Jin Moo-gyeong, a master of the Taewonjin family, is a representative.” “Ah, I forgot the Jincheon sword.” The spatula, who was waiting for the time, grinned and intervened.
“The Jincheon sword is also a Jincheon sword, but Mo Yongyeonghui, who is the blood of Mo Yongsei, is also overwhelming. Well, I wonder what you know about him.” “What is he saying now. Even if you fall into this water, your jaw will be full… … Seeing the two growling again, Goatbeard sighed and opened his mouth.
“Don’t fight, just listen. The latter index worth paying attention to right now is not the sipbongryong. The point is that there are two dragons in front of it.”
For an instant, the slanted eyes and chin stopped.
Even if they thought about it, what Goatbeard said now was unmistakably true. Jin Tae-gyeong, the divine dragon of heat, and Cheongpung, the divine dragon of volcano. In front of the names of these two Divine Dragons, even the Tenbongryong could not be compared.
“surely… …
“That’s right.”
They nodded their heads without hesitation, and then spat out a question that suddenly came to mind.
“What are those two doing now?”
“I don’t know. But one thing is certain.”
Goatbeard continued with a solemn face.
“You must be doing something great.”
With a stiff face, Cheongpung opened his mouth.
“ah? I want to eat dumplings!”
Don’t say it out loud, asshole.
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