The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 287

After leaving Shanseo and crossing the border of Hanam, Jinmu immediately ran towards Jeongju, the center of Northern Jin, created by Jeongmu-maeng.

It was also because the leaders leading the north march were gathered there, but it was also because it was a straight route from Shanxi to Mt.

Jinmu, whose head was full of thoughts of having to meet the damn Yuwolcheong guy as soon as possible, didn’t need another way.

“God! It is a river.”

At the fingertips of Hwangshin, who was running next to him, a huge river flowing without rest was spread out in front of his eyes.

And Jeongju, a city full of large and small buildings visible beyond it.

Heeing purreuk!

It’s been three days since I left the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce. Jinmu stopped talking only after arriving at the beginning of the village located on the other side of Jeongju.

By now, the warriors who had occupied the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce should have started moving south.

They need a boat to cross the Yellow River in order to go to the Sipaecheon mainland.

According to Jeok-saeng, the Jeongmu-maeng had already built a northward march to stop them, so all ships in Naru would have been controlled.

“New Dongbo.”

“yes!”

“Find an inn in the village and wait.”

“yes? Just the two of us?”

At So Dongbo’s words, Jinmu nodded.

“How can you go to the enemy camp alone?”

enemy camp? You are the enemy, but I am not.

It’s because now I came as a shaman, not a sapaecheonju.

Even more so, there is no way that the Jeongmu-maeng, who made this place the base of their northern advance, would have left it across the river. There must have been a bunch of beggars in the open by now looking at people passing by.

“Take a seat and wait. Do nothing. There are many eyes all around.”

“…”

Even at Jinmu’s words, Hwangshin and So Dongbo looked at Jinmu with a look of concern.

“I’m going to the Shaman Dosa. If you guys follow me, you will only get suspicious. I’ll be going alone, so take a break and have a drink.”

“If you do, I will at least look for a ship.”

comfortable sound. It’s okay if you don’t get caught.

And I have no intention of boarding a boat.

It’s a waste of money… It’s a waste, but anyway, it was necessary to tell them exactly what Jinmu was doing.

“I’ll send a signal, so don’t make a fuss until then.”

“…a signal? Heavenly Father!”

Before Hwangshin and Sodongbo could even ask, Jinmu was already running toward Naru.

No, tell me what kind of signal it is and go.

“Haa… Shit, let’s go into town.”

“…I see.”

* * *

The Yellow River is wide.

Even at the narrowest part, there are more than 100 pages, and the widest part reaches 300 pages.

To go over there, you must take a boat… is a common saying, and it did not pose any obstacle to Jinmu.

Jinmu, who ran straight through the village road, quickly reached the dock.

When Jinmu came running, raising even a dusty wind, the warriors of the Jeongmu Maeng who guarded him quickly tried to stop him.

“Stop!”

to stop.

thud!

After stepping on the ground, the mist that soared immediately jumped over the defense line of the unmanned soldiers and reached the halfway point of the dock in an instant.

“Catch it!”

Seeing Jinmu fly over their heads like a bird, the warriors turned their bodies and rushed at it.

I had no desire to fight with the low-ranking warriors, nor did I have time to do so.

Wow!

Jinmu’s feet roughly stamped on Naru.

Kwajijik! Pagakak!

There was no way the wooden naru could overcome his progress. The naru, crushed by the rough energy, was shattered, and the fragments covered the surface of the water.

“Damn it! What are you doing…?”

The soldiers stopped by the intense explosion opened their mouths at Jinmu’s next action.

Pak! Wedge liquid! Papak! Wedge liquid!

Jinmu started kicking the floating pieces of wood toward the river one by one, and in an instant, pieces of wood were placed at distances of ten or more.

Kicking at a speed that can’t even be seen properly and adjusting the distance while flying, if I had heard from someone without seeing it, I would have probably told you not to say crazy things…

but what is that doing?

No matter how wide the ship passes, it is a place with a flow even if it is calm. That kind of thing will float away soon… Huh?

The moment I stared blankly and had questions, Jinmu started running.

Like a plain on the river.

“De Tengping water?”

Legendary light gong I’ve only heard of but never seen.

Even though he was stepping on the tree he had thrown in the middle, no one was surprised among the unmanned men at the ferry.

But I couldn’t be idly by. The defense line should not be breached in a situation where you don’t know when Sapaecheon’s group will arrive.

“shit! Send a signal to the headquarters across the river!”

Jinmu was already more than halfway across the river when the commanded soldier waved a huge red flag announcing the danger.

It is three hundred at a distance.

It was a Jinmu that could run on water if it wanted to, but it consumed a lot of internal strength and needed support in the middle, so it was purposely sprinkled with pieces of wood.

By the time they had almost crossed the river, there were no more pieces of wood in sight.

Damn I’ll just toss a few more.

It’s a little annoying, but nothing changes.

Fain!

The moment Jingi, which escaped through Yongcheon Blood, hits the surface of the water, splashes of water splash round and Jinmu’s body quickly rises.

Beep!

Whistle blown by someone, the warriors of the political faction occupying the river line up to prepare for the approach.

Pipipipiping!

Dozens of arrows were fired at Jinmu.

Aren’t you even checking who these are?

Jinmu, who was swimming in the air, quickly twisted his body, jumped over somersaults, and pulled out an ilhui and swung it.

every bit!

The moment Jinmu, who has overcome the weakly broken arrow, is about to fall into the river, dozens of swords are fired at him this time.

Judging by the fact that they are wearing an act on their tosu, they are soldiers of the sect Nampa.

Indeed, his swordsmanship was concise and fast, as befits a famous quicksword in the midfield, but it was not a problem for Jinmu.

Whoop!

As Jinmu’s falling model suddenly slowed down as if it had stopped in midair, all the swordsmen aiming at him shook the air.

Tak dig!

Jinmu, who stepped on the extended sword blade as a support, jumped up again.

“Oh no!”

Embarrassment.

Know that you are lucky, you children.

I’m putting up with it because I’m a shaman’s sword right now. If I had come to the sapaecheonju, you guys would have been killed before you even pulled out that humble sword.

After passing the examination, an iron net was thrown toward Jinmu.

These are the guys in charge of the second line of defense. But seeing the ones who threw them are bald… Shaolin middlemen?

I’m sure the people involved in the Buddha School are vicious. Doing all this shit just to catch someone.

Chark! Tup!

Jinmu stretched out his hand and grabbed the end of the iron net, twisted his body and threw it in the opposite direction.

“Ugh!”

In an instant, the middlemen who had thrown the nets they had thrown over them were confused and entangled with each other.

widely!

Jinmu, who finally stepped on the dirt floor, shot straight forward without the slightest hesitation.

“Follow him! Never break through!”

When the formation was broken through by only one person, Jinmu, Jungnom, who was in charge of the Jin fleet, shouted, and Shaolin’s middlemen built layer after layer of encirclement to surround Jinmu.

Bald here, bald there.

If you’re aiming for it, that’s great.

The glare from the sunlight was blinding.

“Keep your formation! He is alone! Do not be swayed!”

The appearance of Jinmu, who broke through the center of the camp and rushed straight to the center, was as relentless as the Zi-ryong who dug into Cao Cao’s large army and saved Liu Bei’s son A Du.

“this guy! Stop!”

As Shaolin’s formation was in danger of collapsing in an instant, Hwasan’s old warriors, who were watching from behind, waved their applicators and blocked Jinmu’s way.

“How dare you trample the camp this far… Huh? you?”

Taeeulja, the elder of Hwasan, recognized Jinmu’s face and blinked his eyes in bewilderment.

“Phew, I see a face I barely know. Long time no see, Elder Taeeul.”

“…uh? Oh yeah.”

When Jinmu smiled widely, Tae-eul lowered his sword and replied.

“Isn’t this someone a shaman sword!”

“Ha ha ha! Are you saying the intruder was you?”

“You always surprise people when you say that this person just needs to reveal his identity to the unmanned people on the other side of the river!”

Following Tae-eul, Tae-ryong, Tae-seon, and Tae-sang, who appeared together, greeted him warmly. Ugh the noisy guys who still speak in order.

“A shaman prosecutor?”

“That little one?”

“More than rumors. To come through the layers of gin so easily.”

“That’s right. Didn’t I see a single wounded?”

The whispers of the warriors of the Jeongmu League reached Jinmu’s ears.

Realizing Jinmu’s identity, they were more in awe of Jinmu’s inaction than the fact that Jin was pierced.

It was rude to break through the camp built by Jeong Mu-maeng, but it was tantamount to imprinting his inaction on all those who built camps by the river in Jeongju.

Since I saw it with my own eyes, not rumors, the effect would spread all over the place in an instant. Everything was as Jinmu intended.

“What are you doing? You can’t hurry back to your seat!”

The warriors who had gathered to see Jinmu at Tae-eul’s shouts finally returned to their places hesitantly.

“If I had been tsk tsk, my head might have fallen off…”

Tae-eul shook his head as he looked at the collapsed formation.

“Come on in anyway. There are cartloads of people who would be happy to see you.”

Jinmu followed Taeeul with a hearty smile to the inside of the Jeongmu Maeng Jeongju branch.

* * *

Jinmu, who entered the conference room guided by Tae-eul, exchanged greetings with those who heard the news.

Following Taeheo, the long gate of Hwasan, Shaolin greeted them, and Namgung Paengga and Zhuge’s top leaders only bowed their heads.

Of course, Jong-nam’s long-term father, Yu Jin-san, who had a bit of a bad relationship, didn’t even pretend to know after he nodded his head.

“This guy is Jinmu! Hot hot hot!”

“The first great disciple, Jinmu, is meeting Chang Mun-in.”

Jinmu bowed his head politely toward Myeonghyeon, who came running after hearing the news belatedly.

“This boy. What do you mean by area? Call it Shaman Sword.”

“…”

Seeing Myeong-hyeon talking loudly, as if to ask people to listen, Jin-moo laughed.

In case the young Jinmu would not be ignored by the famous masters of Murim, he was once again imprinted on his identity as a representative shaman.

Anyway, what the guru thinks.

Still, I was very happy to see Myeonghyeon’s face, which I hadn’t seen since leaving Pyoju.

“You must do your best. If you stir up and come in like that, what will the other people’s face be like?”

“Ah, coming in a hurry…”

“Hmmmm, be careful next time.”

“Yes, a long writer.”

How can you say that proud expression while scolding me?

I thought only my master, Myeong-jin, was like that, but Jang Mun-in’s pride also increased a lot.

“It’s been a while.”

After the greeting with Myeonghyeon, the young guru behind him pretended to be ignorant.

Jinmyeong is the eldest of the great disciples.

Unlike before, instead of a vicious sword that caused tetanus, it was neatly applied and was wearing a good sword that was shiny.

In addition, it seems that there has been progress in the meantime, judging from the fact that the prayer is different from the time we met in the Daeryongbang.

Well, if there is no change even though I have taught you so kindly, I will have to stop being a guru and look for another way. I was the one who taught.

“Meet the ambassador.”

“Yes, I was really surprised when I heard that you, who used to be a dodong, became one of the greatest disciples and received the title of shaman swordsman. You have grown wonderfully.”

“….”

How can this kid pat an adult on the shoulder without being rude? Well, don’t look at me once.

“Jin’s name was officially decided as the next elder through the elders’ meeting this time.”

“Oh is that so?”

“okay. Tears came to my eyes when I saw this guy come back and unleash the Taegeuk Hyesword.”

Seeing Myeong-hyeon so moved, Jin-moo laughs inwardly.

That’s all thanks to me, man.

“You and Jin Myung, how are you so excited about the next generation of shamans?”

“…”

It’s not worth it.

Jinmyeong, who uses the Taegeuk Hyesword, becomes a master swordsman and the strongest shaman in history

.

Seeing this bastard back then, he was more curvy than Jin-goong…

“Now, sit down. Let’s talk more about it after the meeting. Cheongsang and Cheongwoo are also here, so they will be very happy.”

“Yes, a long writer.”

Myunghyun’s seat was at the bottom of the conference hall.

Do these dare to sit our shaman on the edge?

“Hehe, this is all thanks to you. Even in the political affairs, they do not forget about us and take care of us. I was so moved when the old man Geomhye apologized before me.”

“An apology?”

“Oh no you don’t know. Actually…”

Myeonghyeon whispered in Jinmu’s ear the story of the Jeongmumaeng.

No, I know it’s embarrassing to say it out loud, but do I really have to listen to it

?

While they were talking, everyone stood up when the door to the conference hall opened and Namgung Muhyu, the head of the Northern Jin Dynasty, entered.

He entered with an expression of disapproval, glanced at Jinmu, and then arrogantly went to the seat of honor and sat down.

Namgoongmuhyu That bastard hasn’t changed at all.

The stupid kitty penguin’s room behind it.

They arrogantly say that the guys who were beaten up and scolded like children when they met a long time ago have taken a place.