The Legend of the Northern Blade Chapter 198

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Invincible.

There is no enemy.

Among those who live in a river, there is no one who has no enemies. One way or another, you are bound to be tied to the power of a powerhouse, and as you grow, your enemies will also increase. That’s why strong people do not use the word invincible.

But there is only one exception.

A place called Invincible Tax.

The Invincible Family was a great family that left behind a legend of invincibility for hundreds of years, making enemies even give up their will to deal with them.

The contemporary head of the Invincible family was Moyong Yulcheon, an invincible monk.

He was one of the nine heavens that ruled the Tanggeum river and lake, and was also a hermit who rarely appeared in the river.

His most recent appearance was ten years ago, right at the end of the long history of the Northern Heavenly Gate.

Moyong Yulcheon, known to the world, is well over seventy years old. However, no matter how closely you looked at the appearance of Mo Yong Yul-cheon sitting in front of the monk, he did not appear to be over 30. An exquisitely handsome man in his late twenties who looked as if he had been carved from a government prison, he was none other than Mo Yong Yul-cheon.

Moyong Yulcheon was wearing a robe that was only allowed to the emperor. A black dragon wrapped around its entire body.

There was an incredible rumor going around in the world that the emperor had given special permission only to Moyong Yulcheon. No one could know the truth, but people believed the rumors were true.

To that extent, Moyong Yulcheon was a giant and a great warrior who was revered by people.

A large piece of rice paper was spread out in front of Moyong Yulcheon. Mo Yong Yul-cheon struck the brush he was holding with force on the rice paper.

A dot was drawn. Moyong Yulcheon put down his brush and looked at the dots he had drawn. He didn’t seem to have any intention of painting anymore.

Gwan-seung watched Mo Yong-yul-cheon while holding his breath. He knew very well that the title of commander-in-chief of a huge force called Unjungcheon had no meaning in front of Moyong Yulcheon.

Moyong Yulcheon was frowning as he looked at the dot he had taken.

‘What meaning does a simple dot have that you are looking at it like that?’

No matter how closely you look, there is only one round dot. The Monk Gwan-jeong could not even guess what meaning there was.

Mo Yong Yul-cheon, who had been staring at the fortune for a while, shook his head and opened his mouth.

“after! It’s difficult. Isn’t that so, Great Master?”

“I don’t know what the matriarch wants to say because my knowledge is limited.”

When Gwan-seung looked regretful, Mo Yong-yul-cheon smiled.

“What do you have to be sorry about? “It’s my fault for asking something pointless.”

“What are you looking at?”

“All things in existence.”

“yes?”

“Hehe! Just kidding. “I just had nothing to do and was bored, so I did something crazy for a while.”

Although Moyong Yulcheon said it in a playful way, the monk who accepted it did not.

‘Have you reached a state where you can contain the principles of all things in one simple point?’

The world thought that the Nine Heavens ruled over Gangho, but Gwanjeongseung knew that their thinking was wrong.

Moyong Yulcheon was the sky that existed above the sky.

It was ten years ago that he reached the state of anti-old people. He shed his old, cumbersome body and returned to the vivid appearance of his twenties. It’s not just about suppressing aging, it’s literally about rejuvenating the body.

An ordinary warrior might have been satisfied with this level, but Moyong Yulcheon was different. He focused only on refining his martial arts skills while fighting bravely.

In this way, he pioneered unexplored territory. And not long ago, he was released again.

After being released from the government, all he did was draw and play musical instruments. However, no one in the Invincible Family thought Mo Yong Yul-cheon’s eccentric behavior was strange.

The members of the Invincible Family had absolutely blind faith in the head of the family. Gwanjeongseung was one of those people.

It was Moyong Yulcheon who recognized Gwanseongseung’s talent when he was young and brought him into Unjungcheon. The person who helped him achieve success was none other than Moyong Yulcheon. Of course, Daeseung Gwan’s efforts were the greatest for that to happen, but without the help of Yulcheon Moyong, he would not have reached his current position so quickly.

A ray of smile appeared on Mo Yong Yul-cheon’s face as he looked at Gwan-seung.

“There’s a lot of foot traffic these days. “What’s going on?”

“that is… … .”

Gwanjeong-seung told Moyong Yul-cheon without hesitation what had happened in the manor and the massacre of the Cheonsaljo.

“So, someone is paying attention to us. “Does anyone have any guesses?”

“I have a few guesses, but I’m not sure yet.”

“Hmm!”

“First of all, we plan to strengthen surveillance on them, so there are a few things we need to approve.”

“Speak.”

“We need people to replace the Thousand Killers.”

“Would an ink hondae (魂隊) be enough? Still, those kids are more mature and strong than the Cheonsal Group.”

“thank you.”

“and?”

“Can you wake Honma again?”

Moyol Yulcheon’s smile deepened at the request of the monk.

“I guess you decided the time was right?”

“The atmosphere seems to be ripe.”

“Hehe! “Do as you wish.”

“Thank you, my lord.”

The monk hit his head on the floor with a loud thud.

Moyong Yulcheon got up from his seat and approached the window. The well-decorated mountain and pond came into view at a glance. It is his favorite scenery.

“Great monk.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“How was the child?”

“What if it’s him?”

“The descendants of the North Face.”

“ah! “You are talking about Jin Mu-won.”

“Yes. The North Face is the only uninhabited area I was alert to. Of course, I can’t help but care about his descendants.”

Simply looking at the martial arts level, Bukbyeok Jin Gwan-ho’s martial level was below Mo Yong Yul-cheon. However, Jin Gwan-ho had something more than just force. In particular, his indomitable will and fighting spirit still left a deep impression.

“It’s strong.”

“like! Is it that much?”

“It is clear that he possesses a force that is at least greater than that of the Ten Elders.”

Moyong Yulcheon remained silent for a moment in response to the monk’s answer. That’s how shocking Gwanseungseung’s answer was.

“That’s amazing. I can’t believe I have that much power when I’m only in my early twenties. “I wasn’t like that when I was that kid.”

“… … .”

“As expected, the power of the Northern Heavenly Gate is great. “Even after everything is taken away, they grow a warrior like him in a short period of time. It’s like a weed that comes back to life even if you trample on it again and again.”

The smile disappeared from Moyong Yulcheon’s face.

Monk Gwan-jeong held his breath and looked at Mo Yong-yul-cheon like that.

“If you leave weeds unattended, they will eventually ruin both your property and your garden. “I hate to see the property and garden that I put so much time and effort into being ruined.”

“I understand what you mean.”

Gwanjeong-seung bowed his head deeply. There were small cramps in his shoulders.

To him, Moyong Yulcheon was heaven, and his words were like law. He, a mere human, could not disobey what heaven said.

“I hope I never hear the word ‘Beukcheonmun’ in my ears again. If necessary, ask for help from Seo Mun-hwa or Sim Mu-wae. “If it’s my word, you won’t be able to refuse it.”

“All right.”

Moyong Yulcheon stretched out his hand toward the sky that spread out the window. She pretended to hold the sky by cupping her open palms.

No matter how hard we try, the sky cannot be held in the palm of our hands. Moyong Yulcheon also knew that fact. However, it is human desire to challenge the impossible even when we know it. And Moyong Yulcheon was a person who was more faithful to human desires than anyone else.

The shock to the military leaders that the person who made it to the finals of the martial arts competition to select the Cheokma Daeju was a warrior from Milya was so great that it cannot be expressed in words.

The humiliation of being trampled by Milya in the heart of the central plains was enough to make the military leaders angry. In particular, the anger of the chuck horse pierced the sky. The military leaders raised their voices saying that Milya must be eradicated immediately, and many people agreed with their opinion.

Unjungcheon was immediately engulfed in war clouds, and ordinary people were filled with fear, anticipating war. In a strange situation where fear and madness coexist, there was one person who particularly shined.

Changcheon Goseong Damsu Stream.

He was a hero who instantly killed Jo Wol, who had put Sim Won-ui in danger, and restored the pride of Jungwon.

It was the moment when he, who had already raised his prestige seven years ago by performing a white martial arts act, made a grand appearance on the front page of the world. People chanted Damsucheon’s name and had no doubt that he would become a member of the Central Plains.

When you think of the best of Gangho, the word that comes to mind is Chilsocheon. Seven little skies. But now things have changed.

North Geomsung (北劍孤星).

It is a term that combines Jinmuwon and Damsucheon into one.

People talked about the existence of Bukgeomgoseong Fortress on Chilsocheon Stream. And opinions were divided as to what would happen if Bukgeom and Goseong fought.

Some said Bukgeom won, while others said Goseong won. They predicted that the two would soon clash to determine superiority.

In an atmosphere of uncertainty that could explode at any moment, comparing Bukgeomgooseong was the only source of comfort for people.

Although there was a time difference, what happened in Unjungcheon was spread throughout the world.

The same was true for Unjungcheon Bukcheon Branch.

The Bukcheon Branch was established on the site of the Bukcheon Gate, which was reduced to ashes seven years ago. It was created for the purpose of monitoring Milya’s movements in the northern part of the central plains and suppressing the initial movements.

Jang Cheon-woo was the head of the Bukcheon branch.

He was given the enormous responsibility of initially suppressing Milya’s rebellion on behalf of the Northern Heavenly Gate.

Jang Cheon-woo was more surprised than anyone else at the news delivered from Unjungcheon.

“So, the successor to the Northern Heavenly Gate is still alive.”

This is the Bukcheon branch built on the site of Bukcheon Gate. It was a position where he had to carry the heavy burden that Bukcheonmun had borne, and walk the path of tragedy that they had walked. Of course, the emotions he felt were bound to be special.

“The will of heaven is truly unknown. “Now you can’t wait to send the successor of the Northern Heavenly Gate to the world again.”

It was then.

“Ugh!”

A loud scream was suddenly heard outside.

Jang Cheon-woo instinctively sensed that something had happened, so he grabbed his weapon and ran outside.

A group of people broke through the high fence. They were setting fires throughout the Bukcheon branch and slaughtering people at random. The soldiers of the Bukcheon Branch were unable to respond well to the unexpected raid and collapsed.

“What kind of people are they?”

Jang Cheon-woo and Noh Seong swung the large Blue Dragon and Moon Blade. Intense pottery rushed towards the intruders along with a sudden gust of wind.

“Oops!”

With a scream, the three intruders fell to the ground, split in two from the waist down. However, Jang Cheon-woo’s expression was not very good.

There was only one being that could attack this place.

“Is it Milya as expected?”

Milya warriors were suddenly appearing from all directions. Jang Cheon-woo bit his lip at the sight of them calling out numbers like evil spirits in the dark.

They slaughtered the warriors of the Bukcheon branch like devils. Jang Cheon-woo tried to stop them with all his might, but it was not enough. He couldn’t handle it all on his own.

Suddenly, Milya’s warriors retreated like the ebb of the tide. The warriors of the Bukcheon Branch, who had barely survived the crisis of death, looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

It was the same for Jang Cheon-woo.

‘I can’t believe they were gaining momentum but suddenly retreated. what… … .’

Tadadadang!

Suddenly, the sound of the harp began to echo throughout the hall. The warriors, who had no idea what was going on at first, suddenly showed pained expressions.

“Ugh, it’s a sound hole.”

“Aaaah!”

Their eardrums burst and blood poured out. Those with strong internal energy rushed to protect their heart veins and eardrums, but it was no use. The music of the harp bypassed their eardrums and attacked their brains directly.

The warriors of the Bukcheon branch died, struggling in pain due to the terrible sound hole. It was the same for Jang Cheon-woo.

My heart vein was cut off, my eardrums were ruptured, and blood was flowing freely. The heart, which had been beating vigorously just moments before, ruptured and no longer supplied blood.

‘Ugh! Even if only the North Heavenly Gate remained intact… … .’

This is my last thought before I die.

When the harp melody rang out and the moment passed, there was not a single living person in the hall.

Only then did the old musician appear, escorted by warriors.

Cheonhak Yoon, the heavenly sound demon.

He set out to avenge his disciple Geum Dan-yeop.

Milya’s all-out offensive towards the midfield has now begun. At the forefront was Yoon Cheon-hak.

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