The Legend of the Northern Blade Chapter 3

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So Musang looked at the pavilion in the distance with a cold expression. Even within the ruined Bukcheonmun Gate, the hall that was the most intact was the residence of Jin Mu-won.

“So now I have to stay here for three years?”

Lee Jo stayed here for two years. And the three dynasties must stay for three years.

The purpose is to monitor Milya’s movements. But So Musang knew. That there is little chance of that happening.

It was 130 years ago that Milya first appeared in the world. And the world was caught up in a huge vortex of war. Innumerable people died, and the world lost its vitality. When Milya disappeared, the war ended, and the world slowly came to its senses.

From then on, Milya appeared in the world every five years or ten years. And every time, the world was engulfed in great war. In the end, as the damage grew exponentially, Moorim decided to join forces to check and stop Milya.

The result was the Northern Heavenly Gate. The Bukcheonmun is not a sect that arose naturally, but a sect that was created by the entire martial arts group by combining all their forces to keep Milya in check.

Former Murim did not spare any support for Bukcheonmun. Numerous martial arts secrets and elixirs were provided to Bukcheonmun, and Bukcheonmun raised its elite based on the support of the martial arts and prevented Milya’s campaign. Unjungcheon was right behind it.

Unjungcheon was the coalition to efficiently support Bukcheonmun and prevent Milya. In the beginning, the elders or lords of each sect were the main players, but as time went by, it began to be run by a few people.

The nine heavens, including Seomunhwa, became the heavens of Unjungcheon. In this way, Moorim came into a new order. Milya’s existence literally completely changed the existing order and rules of the martial arts world.

But for some reason, Milya completely disappeared from the world thirty years ago. In thirty years, a whole generation has been cut off. The fact that one generation passed and did not appear until the next generation could only be seen as a disruption in the vision of the school or in the severance of its lineage. So, Unjungcheon judged that Milya was completely destroyed.

When the existence of Milya disappeared, the North Heavenly Gate became a problem. The existence of Northern Heavenly Gate, which had grown so large to deal with Milya, came as an enormous burden.

Meanwhile, evidence was discovered that Jin Gwan-ho, the owner of the Bukcheonmun Gate, had a secret affair with Milya, and as a result, the Bukcheonmun Gate was disbanded by Unjungcheon two years ago.

Even when the former disciple of the Northern Heavenly Gate left and a boy named Jin Mu-won remained alone, Un Jung-cheon never let down his guard. They dispatched the outside party, Lee Jo, to thoroughly monitor Jin Mu-won’s every move.

The purpose was to determine the risk factors, whether Jin Mu-won was learning a secret martial art or dreaming of revenge. If he had been judged to be a risk, he would have been removed by the Oedang Lee Jo.

“The fact that we have survived until now after two years means that there is no threat to Unjungcheon after all. But I have to stay here for three more years.”

Su Mu-sang’s lips twisted.

It may sound good to monitor Milya’s activities, but in reality, it was no different from exile.

At that time, I heard a familiar voice from behind me.

“Co-pilot, what are you doing alone?”

I turned my head and saw a man in his early to mid-twenties and a young man who had just entered his thirties. Won Jeok-sim and Yu Gyeong-cheon. These are men who were dispatched here with Somusang. Among the dozen or so members of the group, I had a good relationship with So Musang, so we stayed close on a regular basis.

Su Mu-sang looked at Jin Mu-won’s residence in silence. Then Won Jeok-sim and Yu Gyeong-cheon nodded as if they understood. Because they also felt the same way as So Musang.

Won Jeok-sim spoke in a low voice.

“Wouldn’t it be better if we killed them?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Then we don’t have to stay here for three years. “If there is no one to monitor, won’t the higher-ups call you back to the midfield?”

Su Mu-sang and Yu Gyeong-cheon shook their heads at Won Jeok-shim’s playful words. Won Jeok-sim’s words and actions, which were still immature, were absurd, but at the same time, they were understandable.

Su Mu-sang’s voice suddenly became cold.

“Our mission is to monitor Milya’s movements. “Stop talking nonsense.”

“But my brother, no, my co-pilot feels the same way.”

“My heart doesn’t matter. “What is important is the mission from above.”

“but… … .”

“If you say the same thing one more time, I will know that you will never think of me as your older brother again.”

“yes.”

In the end, Won Jeok-sim bowed his head at So Musang’s abstract words. Looking at that, Yugyeong Cheon clicked her tongue.

“You’re always the problem with that mouth. “Someday you will suffer great misfortune because of that mouth.”

“yes yes! It’s all about my mouth. “I’ll keep my mouth shut from now on.”

Yu Gyeong-cheon chuckled. Even if she says something like that, after a while, she will start making noise again. For a man, she was very talkative and had a lot to laugh about. Despite all the abuse, his talkativeness did not decrease at all.

As Yu Gyeong-cheon expected, Won Jeok-shim started talking again, and after a while, laughter began to burst out from time to time.

Jang Paesan was having a drink with Chief Seo.

For Director Seo, it was his last night at Beukcheonmun. And for Jang Paesan, it was his first day at Bukcheonmun. Each person’s emotions were bound to be different.

Jang Paesan asked after passing the drink.

“Now what are you going to do when you return to the central plain?”

“Is there any choice? “You have to do what is decided from above.”

“Still, I’ve been in a remote area for two years, so wouldn’t there be some benefits?”

“well… … .”

Manager Seo trailed off.

As Jang Paesan said, I have been here for two years, so I will get something in return when I return. But even Director Seo could not know what it would be.

The two people shared a drink with each other. After a few turns, a look of intoxication appeared on the two people’s faces. Only then did Jangpaesan reveal his true intentions.

“Did you get a lot?”

“what?”

“Why do we do that with friends? Still, wasn’t the world’s wealth once flocking here? “If you didn’t have any wealth, you would have at least taken military stipend, right?”

Instead of answering, Captain Seo took a sip of his drink and chewed a piece of pork.

“The useful military rank was swept away by the Northern Heavenly Master, and the wealth was completely swept away by Unjungcheon and the military heroes. “There is no beggar like that.”

“Really? “Isn’t there some hidden treasure?”

“I’ve been watching from afar for the past two years. There is nowhere to hide the treasure and there is nothing left. “Trust me.”

Jang Paesan’s face suddenly distorted. Because it was a different answer than expected.

“If everything has been looted, then what does the little boy live on?”

“I have a servant. “It looks like he does whatever he can to feed the little boy.”

“Then what about martial arts? “Isn’t there some kind of martial arts that you are secretly learning?”

“Not from what I’ve seen so far. “He hasn’t learned any martial arts at all.”

“If you do, you won’t memorize it, right?”

“It’s not that I didn’t think about it, but I was only thirteen at the time. How much would you have memorized? Moreover, I heard that the martial arts of the Northern Heavenly Gate are particularly vast and cannot be learned or memorized by one person alone. The Northern Angel, who had been watching him since he was young, also testified that he did not learn or memorize any special martial arts.”

In fact, the power of the Northern Heavenly Temple was largely responsible for Jin Muwon’s survival. They knew from watching that Jin Kwan-ho did not teach Jin Mu-won any special martial arts.

If Jin Kwan-ho had taught Jin Mu-won martial arts, he would have definitely eliminated him no matter what the burden.

Jang Paesan’s face distorted. But his eyes never belong to someone who gives up.

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The next day, Director Seo and members of the Lee group left Bukcheonmun. Jang Paesan and the three members had to stand in silence and watch them leave.

It was a moment of mixed joy and sorrow for those who left and those who stayed. Chief Seo and members of the second group, who were returning to their hometown after a long time, had smiles on their faces, while Paesan Jang and members of the third group were in great spirits.

“damn!”

Someone’s swear words came out. Then Jangpaesan shouted.

“Did you get a portrait? “You can’t go back to your original place!”

At Jangpaesan’s shout, the three members dispersed and returned to their respective positions.

“Co-pilot, please stay for a moment.”

Jang Paesan called So Musang and stopped him.

“What’s going on?”

“I have some special instructions to give to the co-pilot.”

So Musang looked at Jang Paesan’s face in silence. Then Jang Paesan grinned, revealing his yellow teeth.

“Isn’t it frustrating to think of the co-pilot rotting in a place like this for three years?”

“Yeah… … .”

“I have to rot for three years anyway. In that case, we should try to salvage as much as we can while we are there.”

“But didn’t the members of this group say it was dog hair? “They said there was nothing to salvage.”

“That’s what they’re talking about, think about it with common sense. “I’m saying that there is nothing left to salvage because the Book of Military Justice has completely wiped out the Northern Heavens Temple, but wouldn’t there still be at least one treasure left?”

“Do you think there is a hidden secret?”

“North Heavenly Gate has a history of 100 years. In the meantime, wouldn’t you have kept at least one secret secret? Otherwise, Bukbyeok would have gone crazy and committed suicide to save his son. “I don’t have anything to pass on.”

“But I couldn’t find Lee Jo-won either.”

“So, the co-pilot should closely monitor the kid. “Because the other guys are so clumsy that I can’t trust them.”

Jang Paesan knew that So Musang had a very cool-headed and meticulous personality. It was true that it was difficult to deal with him on a regular basis because of that, but So Musang was the person best suited for this type of work.

“If you keep watching, you will definitely get caught.”

“But what if there isn’t anything?”

Jang Paesan gave an eerie look at So Musang’s words.

“In that case, we have to find out, even if it means torture.”

“But the higher-ups told me not to mess with the kid…” … .”

“Tsk! How could the higher-ups know what happened a thousand miles away? If anything happens, just report that he died in an accident. Since it was saved anyway by being aware of the public opinion of the military leaders at the time, it was equally uncomfortable in Unjungcheon. “If I told you that he died in an accident, wouldn’t you feel better?”

Jang Paesan was smiling. Although his face full of greed was uncomfortable, Su Wushang was willing to join hands with him.

So Musang was pushed and pushed to come to Samjo anyway. There was no longer anywhere to fall or retreat. I don’t know if Vigo’s treasure really exists, but it was enough for him right now to have a reason to not waste his time.

‘Jin Mu-won.’

Su Mu-sang’s eyes naturally turned to the palace where Jin Mu-won was staying.

Jin Mu-won left the battlefield.

His daily routine was always the same, like spinning in a treadmill. Wake up early in the morning and take a walk around Bukcheonmun Gate. The way he walked, holding his back, looked like he was on a pleasure trip.

So Musang quietly followed Jin Mu-won and observed him. As Jang Paesan said, Jin Muwon showed no signs of having learned martial arts at all. There is a difference between those who have learned martial arts and those who have not, starting from the steps they take.

My breathing is shallow and my steps are heavy. This is the typical appearance of someone who has not learned internal skills. After walking for a while, I felt out of breath and stopped to rest. It seemed like my stamina wasn’t very good. However, since he has an overall balanced body shape and his hands and feet are longer than those of an average person, it seemed like he would have many advantages if he learned martial arts.

‘But it’s already too late to learn martial arts.’

Jin Mu-won is already fifteen. I was already at the age when my muscles had hardened. Children of prestigious families begin martial arts at at least six or seven years old, and reach the level of advancement around Jin Mu-won’s age.

From the time they are born, they receive the help of various elixirs and methods to transform their bodies into the optimal body for learning internal energy. The starting point is different from the criminals. It was virtually impossible to catch up with these people by learning martial arts from now on.

Jin Mu-won, who was walking shakily, sat down in the crumbling pavilion near the north gate.

‘Who are you waiting for?’

Su Mu-sang watched, hiding in the shade of a tree that Jin Mu-won could not find with his eyesight.

How much time has passed? I saw someone coming in through the north gate.

“Confucius.”

It was a man who appeared to be in his late thirties. He had a slightly stooped waist and very dark skin, making him look much older than his peers.

Jin Mu-won looked happy to see the man.

“Hwangsuk!”

martial arts,