Chapter 860

Episode 860What is a Murim lord? (10)

“Gasp! Master Sa!”

“Are you here now?”

“Cough! yes!”

The man, who was out of breath, lay down on the spot.

He was an expert who overcame the wall of great resistance and martial arts. He was out of breath just by running, so it seemed like he was running without stopping.

The old man grumbled.

“Damn it, you’re the reason I can’t go faster. “If I had gone alone, I would have been climbing Daebyeolsan Mountain by now.” Searᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“Wow! So, go first!”

“Hey! Amman, but if I leave my disciple behind, will it be used?”

How about beating your student like a dog?

The man wanted to question that question, but soon gave up. You don’t even have the strength to speak, and if you actually spit out those words, you are guaranteed death.

‘If it weren’t for a painful death, I’d just throw it away, damn it.’

The man who was grumbling internally grunted and straightened his posture to correct his breathing.

The breathing energy that had been disrupted for so long was completely squeezed out, leaving not even a single ounce of energy left.

However, the speed at which his breathing returned was very fast. This is because the body that has broken the barrier of ignorance and broken through human limitations is fundamentally different from that of ordinary people, and the limit of energy and air it can contain is several times greater.

Wooooow.

The old man thought as he looked at the man who instantly called a bet and regained his stamina.

‘I’ve learned almost everything now.’

The only problem is that the level is low, and it seems like the results are finally coming after beating the fans to dust on rainy days.

It was only for a moment that I felt satisfied.

‘What was it?’

The old man’s eyes turned to the west, where the Murimmaeng was located.

You can’t see it with the naked eye, but if you go a little further like this, you will come across Daebyeolsan Mountain.

‘I definitely felt something I couldn’t put into words.’

After breaking through the infinite, I sharpened my sword for a very long time.

As I sharpened my sword, I also realized. Martial arts are not just about holding a sword and swinging it.

When I realized that, God opened, and when God opened, I understood all the nonsense that people who had reached Zen were crying out.

Dan Sang-jeon, who had become so gigantic, gave him, known as one of the kings of Gangho, power beyond imagination and at the same time forced him to realize things about the world that he did not want.

It was truly embarrassing to have something that I couldn’t prevent naturally telling me something I didn’t want to know.

I wanted to ignore it and just live a proud life on my own, so I studied Dandanjeon for a long time.

Thanks to this, I gained great enlightenment and my martial arts skills improved. However, on the contrary, the top battle became unstable. This was because while trying to control divine energy, the vessel of divine energy cracked.

If it had been anyone else, that alone would have been a death sentence. Even if I didn’t die, I would have lost a large amount of divine energy and become a madman or lost my memory, eventually forgetting even myself.

However, the old man’s solid understanding was somehow able to fill in the cracks in the bowl. However, even though it was less frequent than before, I automatically became aware of things in the world that I did not want to see or hear about.

Just like half a day ago.

‘It was an incredible energy.’

The old man’s eyes were still fixed on the west.

‘I don’t know the exact location, but it’s not that far. Probably the Murim League.’

Half a day ago, I could smell a ray of cool wind blowing from that direction.

A comfortable and majestic divine energy that can only be felt by those who have reached the extreme of Sangsangjeon, which is of a different quality from the cold wind of late winter.

‘Earth energy. It was reminiscent of this vast land, but that didn’t mean it only contained the energy of the land.’

Unfortunately, the distance was too far. If I had been in this position now, I would have been able to feel the scent of the wind a little more clearly.

The old man, feeling somewhat frustrated, glared at his student.

The man who had built up his stamina flinched.

“Why why?!”

“…You look like a damn bastard.”

“Ah, why again!”

“You’re noisy, you weakling.”

Old man Zhong Libai took out a large knife from behind his back.

The man swallowed his saliva without realizing it.

‘Looking at it again, it’s true…’

The teacher’s sword was a great sword that was well over five characters long.

The blade is only four feet long and the handle is over one foot long. Although the thickness was considerable, the width of the blade was close to the shoulder width of an adult woman.

How many people in the world can hold a sword like that and swing it? It even came with a luxurious sword blade to match the wide blade, which must have been made by some crazy blacksmith.

‘How does weight distribution work?’

I heard that the strongmen of Hebei’s defeated Peng family often use swords as large as a person’s body.

However, even if they were they, they would not possess a divine weapon as large and perfect as their teacher’s true evil sword.

Zhong Libai threw a truly evil sword at the man, Wu Guwen.

“Ugh!”

When I received the true evil sword, my knees buckled. My breathing returned and I recovered some of my energy and stamina, but it was a serious illness that came too suddenly.

“Don’t be afraid, just swing it forward.”

“Yes yes?”

“There’s nothing to use right now anyway, so just grab it and swing it.”

“…!”

“He only holds a light wooden sword and swings it, so his physical strength is so poor.”

Oh Gu-mun’s eyes wavered.

“Master…?”

“You will have to become friends in advance. He’s a lot more violent than I thought. “If you make a mistake, you will eat your master, so try to suppress him and control him.”

No matter what, he was a master who worked hard for his one and only successor.

Even though my physical strength was poor and all, I decided that now was the time to hold and swing the true evil sword without any problems. That’s why he handed me the knife.

There is delicacy in the seemingly rough appearance. His perspective and disposition were like that, and his ability was also like that.

Zhong Libai’s eyes sparkled.

“It looks like he’s been staying forever, but I really want to meet him. “Who could it be?”

* * *

Ambassador Gong Gong was surprised by Yeon Ho-jeong’s unexpected words.

“Look at you, Sobuju.”

“I’m sorry for interrupting you, but I’d like to ask you first.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.

“Why are you trying to stay away?”

“….”

“I know that the position of Murim Lord is a difficult position for anyone. “It is a position that requires more responsibility than necessary, and there are not many people who can bear that weight.”

“….”

“Is it because of the burden of the weight and position of Maeng Juwi?”

The public ambassador sighed.

“It’s not like that.”

“If not, are you afraid that others will point fingers at you for being greedy?”

The public ambassador flinched for a moment.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s words were no different from before. He was unwaveringly honest and unwaveringly sharp.

But it was strange.

Is it because of the kind-hearted feeling in that voice? It didn’t feel bad or surprising.

However, it seemed as if he had very gently realized the feelings that even he had been ignoring.

So the public ambassador was surprised.

“Pointing fingers… greed…”

Ambassador Gong nodded.

“Yes, that’s right. I’m scared of being criticized by people. “It’s scary that someone who has become a Shaolin leader is even trying to become a Murim lord and curses me because I’m a greedy idiot.”

It was a very honest statement.

Everyone, including Yeon Ho-jeong and Jegal Munho Seung Hyun-jin, smiled.

“You are very honest.”

The public ambassador burst into laughter.

“If you ask that question, how can you not be honest?”

Of course, he wouldn’t have told a lie. However, he probably just laughed it off as if he was embarrassed.

“Then that’s strange.”

“What do you mean?”

Why?

Ambassador Gong Gong knew that the smart Yeon Ho-jeong would push him. The longer you continue the conversation, the more likely you are to push yourself to the edge.

But strangely enough, I was looking forward to it.

Even with the detection ability of Shaolin’s absolute martial arts and zero opponent ability, it was not possible to properly understand how Yeonhojeong had changed. However, he has clearly changed, and his changed voice and temperament have raised expectations among public ambassadors.

“Is the position of Shaolin chief a symbol of authority for Shaolin monks and a position of a politician with absolute power who can wield enormous power?”

“Is that possible?”

“Yes, that can’t be possible. “I think it will be a difficult position.”

“Hehe, it’s too hard. I still think about it sometimes. “The reason someone as incompetent as me is sitting here is not because of my abilities.”

“The person sitting there will be the person taking responsibility. “If the Shaolin monks make a mistake, he will come forward and receive harsh criticism.”

“That’s right.”

“And he will be a person who is devoted to helping Shaolin Buddhists and the people of the world move in a better direction. A person called Bangjang should do that.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Seung Hyeon-jin.

“It is the same for the shaman’s officer position. “Isn’t that right?”

“That’s right. “It’s a position where you have to work hard for the world.”

“I work hard for the world while taking care of my family and my family… This is not just the responsibility of the two adults. “Not all heads of so-called prestigious groups are free from such responsibility.”

Yeon Ho-jeong pointed his index finger to the sky.

“And so does the Murim Lord.”

“…!”

“It’s going to be a little harder. But the fundamental role is not different.”

The public ambassador sighed.

“Sobuju. “If you’re a real person here, I’m not a suitable person for Maeng Juwi.”

“Are you afraid of dying?”

“…?!”

“Are you afraid that you will die as a leader?”

The conversation continued in a comfortable atmosphere, but this remark could not be ignored. That was the content of the words.

“Dying?”

Zhuge Wenhu tilted his head.

“What does that mean?”

“Right now, the person who best understands the essence of the Murim Alliance is the soldier. “I hope that such a military leader will rise to the top even if there is a lack of new talent to lead the next generation of martial arts.”

“That’s right.”

“But that is not realistically possible. It may be possible if you push for it, but there will probably be more complaints than necessary. “There will be many enemies.”

“so?”

“However, if you really want to have such a talented person as your leader, there is only one answer.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at the public ambassador and Seung Hyeon-jin.

“Let a great person who no one can refute serve as the first leader, and then appoint as your successor a great talent that you think will be great.”

“…!!”

“And the first lord must become nourishment and a strong wall for the second generation lords.”

We must embrace the reality where war can break out and instill stability in people’s minds.

Furthermore, you must let everyone know that your next leader will be an outstanding talent.

“And it should wither. “I have to die.”

“….”

“For the new leader and world of the next era.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“That is the role of the Murim lord. Just like a master who sacrifices himself for Shaolin, the position of Maengju is one where one sacrifices oneself for Shaolin.”

The public ambassador’s eyes wavered.

“I’ll ask again.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s smiling face was filled with solemnity.

“Are you afraid of sacrifice? Are you more afraid of the future that has not yet arrived, where you might be accused of being greedy?”

“….”

“If you say so, I will not bother the ambassador any more.”