Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 654



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654. Is it a dream or reality? (4)

The old monk looked at Akpilseung with eyes full of suspicion.

“Suspicious?”

“What’s suspicious, sir?”

“From the look on your face, I think you know the friend I was talking about… … .”

The old monk narrowed his eyes and examined Akpilseung’s expression.

The light streaming from his eyes seemed to pierce through his soul.

Akpilseung quickly regained his composure.

“How do I know who I saw in my dream, old man?”

“Haha, now that I think about it, that’s true.”

“Yes, of course.”

Akpilseung waved both his hands.

In fact, I was equally curious about Akpilseung.

Anyone who saw it could tell that the person the old monk said he saw in his dream was his lord, the Four Princes of the Habuk Peng family.

The old monk saw the four Confuciuses of Hebei Pengga in his dreams?

This was nonsense.

Although it has become famous in Gangbuk these days, there are still not many people in Gangnam who know about it.

If what the old man said was true, then he was a man who had been locked in a cave for fifty years.

then?

The old monk could not recognize his lord, the four princes of the Habuk Peng family.

Do you have any supernatural powers?

Akpilseung began to examine the old monk without realizing it.

The old monk was greedily eating the food that Akpilseung had prepared.

Although his martial arts skills may be high, he does not appear to have any supernatural powers.

How could someone who has never been seen or heard of appear without any supernatural powers?

He continued to watch the old monk’s expression as he continued to fight.

The plate in front of the old man was already empty.

It was like someone who had been starving for a long time.

When the plate was clean, the old monk looked away quietly.

The old monk was looking in the direction of Mt. Mudangsan.

A sigh escaped his lips.

“Ugh, I remember.”

The old monk turned his head again, making a strange sound that was either a sigh or a burp.

The old man’s eyes seemed to be filled with complex emotions.

I looked at Akpilseung again with mixed emotions.

Those eyes seemed to be asking one last time, “Do you really not know?”

Akpilseung gritted his teeth and controlled his expression.

I thought that pretending to know now would be more of a curse than a blessing.

If things continue like this, his lord and the old monk will have no choice but to meet at Mt. Wudang.

then?

The old monk chuckled at the sight.

“My name is Wuying of Shaolin.”

“Why are you suddenly revealing your name?”

Akpilseung looked at him with an indifferent expression.

Contrary to his expression, Akpilseung had to calm his pounding heart.

Originally, in this world, if you revealed your name, it was one of two things.

Enemy or friend!

If it’s an enemy, it’s the last mercy shown before suffocating them, and if it’s a friend, it’s a natural greeting.

Looking at the eyes of the old monk named Muyeong now, I couldn’t even tell whether it was the former or the latter.

The problem here was that I had never heard of the name Muyeong.

Whether or not his name was revealed, he just looked like a strong martial artist.

Muyeong snickered at Akpilseung’s expression.

“Why is your expression exactly like my second disciple’s?”

“What about my expression?”

“It’s exactly the same as shaking.”

When Muyeong finished speaking and smiled faintly, Akpilseung tilted his head.

Because it sounded like something completely unrelated to me.

Akpilseung looked at Muyeong as if he found it absurd.

Then suddenly I felt curious about Muyeong’s disciple.

“Do you have two disciples, sir?”

“The first one is a weakling, a young punk, and the second one is a guy who always has the word secret in his mouth.”

“Is this the man you saw in your dream?”

“Why are you so surprised?”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of someone taking on disciples in a dream.”

“What does it matter whether it is a dream or reality? Everything is the same under the sky.”

At this time, it was the appearance of a high priest that was occasionally seen.

Akpilseung shook his head and continued speaking.

“Don’t say that. It doesn’t suit you.”

“Heh heh.”

Akpilseung asked as the dizzying laughter burst out again.

“So you have two disciples?”

“I have two disciples, but I don’t think it’s time to look after my grandson now.”

“A son?”

“I just discovered a talent that I can give to my first disciple.”

“Talent?”

“It’s you.”

“yes?”

Akpilseung’s eyes grew wide to their limit.

It was a completely unexpected situation.

Akpilseung, who had been staring blankly at his opponent for a moment, opened his lips with difficulty.

“Why am I your grandson?”

“Are you dissatisfied because you are not my disciple? There are distributions in the martial arts world. You are not the one who is supposed to be my disciple, are you? If you are too greedy, you will end up in trouble.”

“That’s not it… … . The question is why do I have to become a monk?”

“I like you.”

“You’re saying it’s Sasson regardless of what I think?”

Akpilseung raised his voice in his own way.

This was an absurd situation.

Mooyoung tilted his head in confusion at the absurd situation.

“Does your opinion matter?”

“Of course… … .”

Akpilseung was speechless because Muyeong suddenly gained momentum.

The aura that made my face tingle was clearly murderous.

Akpilseung screamed inwardly.

This is clearly a once-in-a-lifetime crisis.

Akpilseung, who had been thinking hard, quickly continued speaking.

“Wait a minute. Isn’t it possible that your first disciple might hate me?”

“That can’t be true. My disciple has the same tastes as I do.”

After finishing speaking, Muyeong smacked his lips.

At this point, I even started to think that my opponent might not be a Shaolin monk.

Then Muyeong asked.

“You don’t like it?”

“But may I ask why you want to make me your heir?”

“There must be a particular reason. I just want to hire you as my servant because your cooking suits my taste. If I hire you as my servant, I can keep you by my side for the rest of my life, right?”

“Then, what you were talking about earlier is… … .”

“I’m talking about food.”

Akpilseung’s expression changed from moment to moment at his words.

The situation seemed like something I’d experienced many times before.

“Oh, so you’re trying to use me for free… … .”

Akpilseung quickly stopped talking.

It’s because the other person’s gaze has changed.

To Akpilseung, Muyeong’s gaze was like that of a snake facing a mouse.

At that time, Muyeong continued speaking nonchalantly.

“It is a blessing to have a virtuous monk as your master. Do you not like it?”

Muyoung’s voice was soft, but his eyes were still fierce.

At this point, Akpilseung had to find a way to survive.

If I was not careful, it could end up being something that wasn’t even in the plan.

It was only for a moment that Akpilseung’s expression, which had been racking his brain, changed.

Akpilseung’s eyes lit up as if he had discovered a rope that had fallen from the sky.

“That won’t do.”

“Why not?”

“My lord will not permit it.”

He meant it.

This was the only way out of his hands now.

A close relationship with Hanbin, the son of the Habuk Pengga clan, established through a contract.

The contracts I’ve written so far have never been as solid as they are now.

It was clear that the lord, Hanbin, would save him from Ddaengjung.

Muyeong raised the corners of his mouth at Akpilseung’s rather confident words.

“Anyway, didn’t you plan on meeting your master at least once? I’ll tell you then.”

“Okay, sir.”

Akpilseung bowed his head slightly.

Then Muyeong continued speaking.

“I guess I’m hungry again because I talked so much.”

“ah…….”

Akpilseung decided once again that once this was over, he would never get involved with the guy in front of him again.

***

Three days later.

Hanbin and his party ran without stopping all the way to Mt. Wudang where the hero competition was held.

While coming here, Hanbin received a note from the Ronin King, Lee Se-myeong.

It was a message that he would go to Mt. Mudang in advance.

Because of that, I had to postpone hearing detailed news about the North Sea from Lee Se-myeong for a while.

It was when Hanbin was thinking about his future plans.

Sim Mi-ho, who was walking ahead, raised her hand.

“Everyone stop.”

Sim Mi-ho, who had stopped her group, quickly approached Han Bin.

Hanbin asked at that sight.

“Deputy Chief Sim, what’s going on? It must be a long way to go before we reach the provincial gate.”

“I heard there’s a sea sword in front of here.”

“As far as I know, we still have a long way to go before we reach Haegumji.”

“The line to get to Haegumji is quite long.”

“The line is long?”

“Everyone is standing in line to get to Haegumji. This is my first time seeing such a long line.”

“hmm.”

Hanbin, who tilted his head, followed Sim Miho’s guidance and headed to where the Haegumji was.

Soon Hanbin had to stop again.

It was because of the long line of unmanned vehicles.

It was exactly as Sim Mi-ho said.

In some ways, it was even more amazing than the situation Sim Mi-ho explained.

The line seemed endless.

Everyone who went up there was standing in line without missing a single one.

This was something I had never experienced in my past life.

When Hanbin tilted his head, Sim Miho pointed to the line.

“They say this line is the line that goes to Haegumji.”

“I know that, Lieutenant Shim.”

“I think we should get in line quickly too.”

“Something feels strange… … .”

“It’s been a long time since the Heroes’ Competition was held. If not for this, there would be no reason to come to the shaman. That’s probably why there are quite a lot of people.”

Sim Mi-ho told the story she had known.

I heard that there were some shamanic priests managing the line here and there.

That was when.

Peng Hyuk-bin, who was at the back, patted Han Bin on the shoulder.

“Aww, like Captain Shim said, I guess we should line up too.”

“Yes, brother.”

Hanbin nodded, but the doubt in his eyes did not subside.

Haegeomji (Sword Pool)?

A Haegeomji is a place where weapons are stored.

A martial artist visiting a shaman releases his weapon and enters the Haegeomji.

In fact, it wasn’t the nonpartisan faction that forced it from the beginning.

It all began two hundred years ago, when the crown prince, who was about to inherit the throne, left his sword in the pond in front of the mountain gate while climbing the mountain with his escorts and a shaman.

The crown prince also disarmed all his guards.

The reason was simple.

The reason was that it was considered impolite to be armed when ascending to a Taoist holy site.

It was later revealed that there was another reason behind the Crown Prince’s actions.

The Taoist monk of the shamanic faction decided that if he put his mind to it, the force of the escort would not be a problem.

By completely eliminating the basis for conflict, we showed trust to the other party.

This action actually helped the Crown Prince.

This became an opportunity to gain the trust of the Gupailbang centered around shamans.

When the crown prince of the country started doing this, others started following suit.

Thanks to this, the pond in front of the mountain gate was given a separate name, Haegumji, and a large pavilion called Haegumgak was built next to it.

The reason for building the pavilion next to Haegeomji was simple.

At first, the shamans were satisfied with the actions of the men who left their weapons in Haegeomji.

But as time went by, one by one, problems began to arise.

The blades were damaged because the weapons were stored on a stand next to a damp pond.

In addition, there was the risk of loss.

Because of this, it was true that the shamans who ran Haegumji and Haegumgak were increasingly burdened.

It was impossible to keep someone else’s weapon intact.

But the sea sword could not be removed.

Haegeomji was a product of the political interests of the state and the martial arts world.

Although it appears to be a shaman’s place, it has become a famous spot for the entire martial arts world.

So, the choice was to operate a formal inspection station.

If only one representative of the sect released the weapon on the sword, it was considered courtesy.

But now the situation was completely different.

Why is there such a long line on the way to Haegumji?