Constituent contract - Chapter 579



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Episode 579: I didn’t know you were still alive?

Yongjin felt grateful to Ja-eon. To him who was walking a different path from others, this Yoo Yeong-ok was not really of much help. However, Mong-gi, Cho-yo, and the Yong-hyeol Army needed this An-hon-gok.

If only this were available, people’s realms would not be overtaken by cultivation, and there would be no danger of becoming possessed by the devil.

Seven days later, a piece of news shook Cheongju. The main deity of Eunmu Sang had come to Cheongju.

The fact that the main character of Eunmu-sang has appeared must be to have a showdown with Yongjin. He will try to deal with Yongjin in order to avenge the person who killed his clone.

As Eunmu-sang appeared, the atmosphere in Cheongju became tense. A heavy atmosphere covered Cheongju, making it suffocating.

Accordingly, Muk-ui prohibited Yong-jin and Muk-yeom from going out, and the powerful members of the Eun family, who had been closed down, came out of the closed house one after another.

The Mok clan, which had entered a state of battle for the first time, gathered all the strong men into the backyard. The faces of the people were solemn.

What surprised Yongjin was that the Muk clan had a strong lineup, with over 400 strong men from the Innate Realm. The prelude to the Great War was about to open.

Yongjin felt his blood boil all over his body when he saw the disciples of the Mok clan who had a warlike spirit flowing from their bones.

“This old fool of a fool, he’s fighting a do-or-die battle with Chotorim, and he still hasn’t shown up.”

Suddenly a loud roar echoed through the sky. It reverberated through the sky above Cheongju as if a god were roaring.

A thunderous sound echoed throughout Cheongju. The numerous forces within the castle felt fear. Could it be that the two great men had finally begun a war?

Cheongju had countless powers and was constantly in conflict, but there had not been a war of this scale for several years.

“You look like a loser. Today we’ll see who has more guts.”

Mok-ui shouted with a sneer. His spirited voice resonated through the sky. As he waved his big hand, the powerful members of the Mok family began to leave the Mok family one after another.

A battle of this magnitude could not be fought inside the castle. If a battle were to break out inside the castle, the entire castle would become a flat ground and innocent civilians would be sacrificed.

Yongjin and Mokyeom followed behind Mokye. Today, Mokye was as aggressive as a new soldier with his sword drawn.

Mukunsan and others followed, bringing with them the strong men of the Muk clan. The nearly 500 strong men of the Innate Realm were each filled with the will to fight. With their firm spirit, they were the best of the best.

Mokseol also wanted to participate, but Yongjin stopped her.

Although Mokseol’s training was good, she was a woman and had never experienced true slaughter, so she did not connect with this kind of battlefield.

Since only those who were stronger than the innate level were eligible to participate in such battles, most of the disciples had to remain in the Mok family.

The party that left the Muk family ran straight out of the castle, and in an instant, a large number of people gathered to watch. They were all surprised to see Muk Yi.

“Oh my god, Muk-ui is really alive. Muk-ui was already at the peak of his power a thousand years ago, and now I see him like this.”

A strong man hiding in the dark said in surprise.

In the past few hundred years, Mok-ui had not shown his face, and all the affairs of the Mok family were handled by Mok-un-san, so people thought that Mok-ui was dead.

Some people even maliciously spread the absence of silence, causing a huge stir.

However, the Mok clan only kept silent about this matter and did nothing to address it. The truth was obscure, but even without silence, the Mok clan still maintained a position that other clans could not surpass.

So everyone was surprised by the appearance of Silence. This battle will probably be an unprecedented war.

Muk-ui led the people forward with a pace that was neither fast nor slow. The powerful men in Cheongju Castle all hid in the dark and watched the scene.

“Yongjin, the war will start soon. Aren’t you excited?”

Mokyeon suddenly laughed and said, and he was so excited that his blood ran hot.

“Well, I don’t feel anything.”

Yongjin shook his head.

“You’re not scared, are you?”

He asked as if the silence was strange.

“No, I’ve been through too many wars like this. From the Fengming Empire to here, I’ve been killing people all along.

I know that an unprecedented battle will be fought today, and I want to be excited, but unfortunately, I feel nothing.”

Yongjin said as if he had no choice.

“Hahaha, you’re really good at lying. That lie just now was perfect.”

Mukyeon said with a contemptuous expression.

Yongjin smiled bitterly. He felt that his expression was becoming less and less like that of a young person. Even when he went to Hyeoncheondojong alone, his heart was filled with longing.

But when I left Bongmyeong and entered a more bloody world, this kind of fighting started to get tiresome.

But this was the reality. If you didn’t kill, you would be killed, so there was only one way out.

“Yongjin, young people need to be lively. Life and death are a gamble.

Your destiny is a jiu-ma (a mountain stick used for counting or calculating), and all practitioners are gamblers. We are gambling with heaven and this chaotic world.

As your gambling skills improve and you win more, you will become more and more scared along with Zuma.

There is a saying in the secular world that a barefoot person does not fear a person wearing shoes. The same is true in spiritual practice.

We must remember that we are always barefoot gamblers. Just because we have a lot of money doesn’t mean we should think about backing out and give up.

This is the law of heaven. Once you’ve gambled, don’t even think about leaving until you become the ruler of the world.

If you ever give up gambling, Heaven will take away all your means and even your life.”

Muk-ui said as he walked forward.

Yongjin’s heart grew cold. Silence’s understanding of this chaotic world was very similar to his.

Yongjin worked hard like a gambler to get more coins and make himself stronger.

But as he became more powerful, his opponents became more powerful and the stakes became higher.

As the saying goes, once you get on the gambling table, you can’t leave until it’s decided whether you’ll win this world or lose everything.

What is more cruel than gambling is that the stakes are the most precious things like family, friendship, and love. If you lose once, you lose some of it.

The most unfortunate thing is that even if you find the original item, it is not necessarily the item you lost.

Yongjin thought of the core disciples of Baekpalbyeolwon who had already died. They fought side by side with Yongjin, but lost their lives in the plot of Eunmusang in Goryeo Secret Palace.

Yongjin killed Eunmusang and Hancheonwoo, and slaughtered all the strong men of Jeongdo and Sado.

According to the theory of gambling, Yongjin has already won. He has obtained the resources, the property, and a friend.

But the dead brothers could never return. Yongjin thought back to the way Yukbangah had looked when he died. An inexplicable sadness came over him.

She always joked that she was Mongki’s dump.

Although most of his exchanges with her were jokes, Yongjin could not accept the fact that she had died.

What good will it do to kill Feng Xiao and destroy Feng Hon Pavilion when Yuk Bang Ah is not coming back to life?

Even if you win and get the horse back, it won’t be the same horse as before. Once you lose something, you can never get it back.

“The higher your achievements, the more you will be tempted to take risks, and the more cautious you will become. The more you think about this and that, the more you will lose.

To get more, you have to have the mentality of a barefoot gambler. Your horse is your life. That means you have to gamble with your life at any time.”

Muk-ui looked at Muk-yeom once and said.

“Grandpa, I understand.”

The silent prayer said.

“Fate is yours. Whichever you bet on, it is all your choice. The way of heaven is merciless and the Taoist laws are countless. No matter what you bet your life on, you will all live different lives and meet different endings.

“It doesn’t matter whether you win or lose in the end. What you should cherish is whether your heart fluttered while you were gambling!”

Muk-yi’s eyes sparkled and he smiled brightly. He looked like someone who had endured for thousands of years and finally got the chance to step onto the gambling table.

“I’ve been through a lot during my ten years of wandering around the world. Haha, today’s battle will be my moment of uprising.”

Mukyeon said in a proud voice.

Silence’s words greatly moved Silence, and enabled him to see the future clearly.

Even Muk-ui, the helmsman of the Muk family, overcame all difficulties with the heart of a barefoot gambler, so how could his worries be any different from Gi-woo’s?

“Your Majesty the Muk is truly a man of great wisdom.”

Yongjin praised it.

“Haha, I’m not wise. Our Mok family has many ancestral teachings, but there is no ancestral teaching that will continue the Mok family forever.

Isn’t that strange?

But that is the wisdom of our ancestors to teach us to know grace and resentment, and to firmly hold on to our true nature. The ancestors of our Muk clan were truly very wise.

Whether or not the Mok family will be passed down is actually a matter of luck, and not something that can be done by human power. This means that whether or not the Mok family will be passed down is none of our concern.

What we must do is to pass on the spirit of the Mok family from generation to generation. Even if the Mok family is destroyed in the future, what we must do will not change.

But if we abandon our integrity in order to maintain our traditions in this chaotic world, the Muk family will no longer have any need to exist.

If that happens, I won’t even be able to face my ancestors when I die. Yeom-ah, do you understand now? The tradition of the Muk family is not important. What’s important is to not bend our integrity until our last breath!”

Muk-ui looked at Muk-yeom and said.

Just as Mokyum was about to speak, a large number of people suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he knew it, he had arrived in front of Chotorim.

It is said that the Chotorim Forest, located to the south of Cheongju Castle, was the place where the god of the world of the Silla Dynasty entered nirvana, turning the land tens of thousands of li in all directions into scorched earth.

But what is mysterious is that the Chotorim is a dense forest filled with infinite vitality.

Previously, Chotorim was an empty lot and had been a battleground near Cheongju since ancient times.

Countless strongmen and forces have made this place their battleground and fought to the death.

In front of the Chotorim, thousands of strong men stood silently, coldly staring at Muk’s group.

Yongjin glanced at those people and his heart sank without him knowing it. Surprisingly, they had over two thousand strong men. It was several times more than the Mok family.

Among the two thousand people, two hundred people were wearing purple robes. Judging from the large letters ‘Yin’ (殷) engraved on their chests, they seemed to be powerful members of the Yin family.

The remaining strong men had the word ‘Lim’ embroidered on their chests, and in front of them were two old men with a huge aura like a mountain. There was also a familiar face. It was Eunmu Sang.

Eunmu Sang stood in front with a dark face, glaring at Yongjin. His eyes were so cold and murderous.

“Muk-ui, I didn’t know you were still alive?”

Suddenly, an old man across from me opened his mouth.