Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 727



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727. Arrangement (4)

Is this a swordsman?

The name that comes to mind when thinking of Geomseon is none other than Yeo Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals.

He is a legendary figure, so much so that any sect that has inherited the advancement of Taoism would have at least one of his scrolls hanging in their home.

That was when.

Black Moon spoke with a trembling voice.

“But why is the name Geomseon here?”

“what’s the matter?”

“This is the place left by the Dark Emperor, and if it is the Sword Immortal, it is one of the Eight Immortals. If it is the tomb of one of the Eight Immortals, it can be called a sacred place of Taoism, but there is no way that the Dark Emperor would tell us about this place.”

“Is that strange? If the enlightenment of Yeo Dong-bin among the Eight Immortals remains, then it is literally a treasure, isn’t it?”

“The Dark Emperor said that this place has enough power to destroy the Central Plains.”

“I don’t think the dark side knew what was here.”

“What does that mean?”

“Even the dark side couldn’t open this place.”

“Now that I think about it… … .”

The black moon’s eyes trembled.

When I thought about it, something didn’t make sense.

Hanbin continued speaking at that sight.

“I think I finally realized it.”

“I wonder if I was fooled… … .”

“Think carefully. The only one who can open this place is the Blue Dragon Poem that Queen Hyeonbi has. And the Dark Emperor said that if you obtain the Blue Dragon Poem, you will gain the power to destroy the Central Plains, right?”

“But you don’t have to use me… … .”

“That’s because you don’t know much about the world. I don’t know what happened, but the Dark Emperor probably didn’t want to reveal his identity. Think about it. Let’s say you gained that power. Do you think you’d be okay after doing something like this?”

“If only I had that power, no one could… … .”

“When you think about it that way, that power would have been passed on to someone else. It would have been normal if you had known from the moment you were given the unstable black mirror, right?”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin opened the door to the last room as if nothing had happened.

Rattling.

Black Moon looked at Hanbin, who was walking away, with a blank look in his eyes for a moment.

Everything was just as Hanbin said.

The Black Moon believed that this place had the power to swallow up the Central Plains.

If the Dark Emperor knew what that power was, why would he reveal this place to himself?

Perhaps Black Moon was blinded by the word revenge and failed to properly understand the Dark Emperor’s intentions.

Black Moon quickly shook his head.

Now was not the time.

It was right to quickly chase after the opponent.

I need to get my body back to normal so that I can have a chance to get revenge someday.

***

Hanbin opened the door and went in, looking around.

The moment I learned that it was the tomb of Yeo Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals of Taoism, I didn’t have high expectations.

There is no way that the Taoist immortals would have left gold and silver treasures here.

But no matter how I looked at it, the room was too simple.

There wasn’t even a common incense burner.

I looked at the wall to see if there was any written information about martial arts, but all I could see was a vague aura.

Only one coffin in the center was visible.

Hanbin walked quietly to the coffin in the center.

Hanbin, who was touching the lid of the sarcophagus, quietly looked back.

There was a black moon with a blank look in its eyes.

It seems like it was a huge shock.

There is a saying in the Gangho region that says, “It’s dark under the lamp.”

It is inevitable that you will not be able to see the truth that is right under your feet.

Hanbin didn’t think Heukwol was stupid.

Of course, even if I left here, I would have to pay the price for my foolishness.

He has already paid the price for his crimes against Hanbin, but his relationship with the royal family will remain.

Will they be able to survive?

Hanbin shook his head.

It wasn’t something I had to worry about.

Hanbin examined the coffin again.

Hanbin, who was examining the coffin, discovered a few letters at the top.

[Dogajirye (Taoist Ritual)]

It was a term referring to the etiquette of Taoism.

Hanbin looked around quietly.

No matter how much I thought about it, I felt like I shouldn’t just open this coffin.

Hanbin gestured quietly.

“Help me.”

“What’s going on?”

“It seems like the swordsmanship is arranged here.”

“Then that power is over there… … .”

“Well, that could be the case.”

When Hanbin pointed to the coffin, Heukwol grabbed the coffin lid.

At that sight, Hanbin quickly grabbed Heukwol’s hand.

“Let’s start by following the procedure first.”

“Procedure?”

“You saw it when you came in earlier. What did it say?”

“It was written that it was the tomb of the swordsman.”

“Then what should I do?”

“How do you do it?”

“Shouldn’t you have at least a minimum of courtesy?”

“Manners? What do you mean?”

“Just go over there for now, Black Moon.”

The place Hanbin pointed to was on the floor two steps away from the coffin.

The floor was covered with stone cushions.

“Okay, so I just sit here?”

“No, after that!”

“Is the cushion here?”

“That cushion is not a cushion to sit on.”

“What does that mean?”

“That’s a cushion to protect your head.”

“Now, wait a minute. The stone cushion is supposed to protect your head?”

“Do you know the etiquette of Taoism? In Taoism, when a disciple first meets his master, he bows three thousand times. If he bows with all his heart, his head will touch the floor… … It’s a cushion to protect his head.”

“Is that the Taoist etiquette?”

“Go over there and bow down until I tell you to stop. If you want to live! Oh, this isn’t a request, it’s an order.”

At Hanbin’s words, Heukwol quietly went to his seat.

Then he began to bow.

It was the first time that Black Moon observed such etiquette.

Do three thousand bows?

Have you ever bowed your head to anyone other than an adult member of the royal family?

The Black Moon’s Temple was quite awkward.

Because of that, I kept hitting my head on the stone cushion.

Thud. Thud.

Just hearing the sound, it couldn’t have been more sincere.

Hanbin carefully examined the coffin.

I think I bowed about five hundred times, but there was still no change.

That was when.

A breeze came out of the coffin.

The direction was not upwards, but to the side where Hanbin was standing.

Hanbin quickly took a step back.

In an instant the side of the sarcophagus opened.

Empty.

The interior of the sarcophagus was inlaid with pearls, allowing a clear view of the inside.

“hmm.”

Hanbin rested his chin on his hand and observed the inside.

Inside there was a small bottle and a book.

Heukwol, who had already arrived next to Hanbin, had shining eyes.

“Is that the power that can swallow up the Central Plains?”

“I don’t know about that.”

As Hanbin shook his head, Heukwol slowly reached out his hand.

At that time, Hanbin caught Heukwol again.

“Even cold water has an upper and lower level.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin pretended not to see Heukwol and stretched out his hand.

‘Lightning!’

The moment I took out the bottle and the book in the blink of an eye.

widely!

The top of the sarcophagus came down.

A shock so great that the sarcophagus rattled and shook.

In that moment, Black Moon’s eyes widened.

“Thank you for saving me.”

This was Black Moon’s true heart.

If I had put my hand in there, my entire arm would have been caught between the rocks and become a crushed rice cake.

After a moment, Black Moon tilted his head and asked.

“How did you know it was a trap?”

“Of course. A disciple of Taoism would not have taken away both of his master’s relics.”

“Are you by any chance a Taoist?”

“Why do you think so?”

“Somehow… … . No.”

Black Moon shook his head.

No matter how much I thought about it, there was no way the other person could be a Taoist.

Because a person who studies the Tao would not be so savvy about profit.

If you think about it, you might not have reached out to save yourself.

If you had brought the items normally, you would have only gotten one of the two: a book or a bottle.

However, with quick hand movements, I was able to obtain both swordsmanship arrangements.

But it is true that he saved himself.

Black Moon quietly aimed his sword at Hanbin.

Even with the sight of Heukwol bowing his head, Hanbin was checking the books as if nothing had happened.

Whirlwind.

Hanbin opened his eyes wide as he turned the page of the book.

[I leave here the arrangements I inherited from the swordsman… … .]

What surprised Hanbin was the stamp on the inside of the bookshelf.

If you look closely, you can see that it is not a brand.

It was a larger seal than the usual brand.

But the shape looked very familiar.

A pattern that looks familiar.

It was the very same seal that had been stamped with the Emperor’s command.

In other words, the seal was called a jade seal.

Below the seal was written the name Jamyeong.

If it’s true, it’s an emperor who’s been around for over two hundred years.

Hanbin turned his gaze and looked around the room.

In that moment, all the memories up to this point came flooding back to me.

If you think about it, it wasn’t an organ that could be created by one sect.

Even if all the Gupailbangs joined forces, there was no way they could create a place like this.

Hanbin turned the pages again.

[All the martial artists joined forces to help the country… … ]

The next chapter contained even more surprising details.

It is said that all the martial artists gathered their strength to create this place.

When I thought about it, it was true that there were traces of the old file room here and there.

The book describes the efforts of the royal family and the Gupaebang to pass on the arrangement to future generations.

Hanbin continued to turn the pages of the book.

The more I looked at it, the more I found things I didn’t understand.

The story up to this point was simpler than I thought.

The content was that a force that would trample on the Central Plains would one day appear, and that the arrangements for the swordsmanship were to be passed down to future generations in preparation for that time.

It was said that only those who received the approval of the Emperor and the Nine Pil Bang could enter here.

And it was revealed that the one who got the arrangement right here was the one who would receive it.

Hanbin could see why the Dark Emperor had said that this place had the power to swallow up the Central Plains.

What if you had the strength to fight against those who would trample the Central Plains?

Conversely, that power could have been used to trample the Central Plains.

The book revealed that several verification procedures were created for this purpose.

This was the point that Hanbin couldn’t understand the most.

Are you the one who will save the Central Plains?

In fact, Hanbin didn’t care what happened to Murim.

As long as the back of my head didn’t tickle, that would be enough.

Hanbin turned the pages again.

It was written what the arrangement was.

[The swordsman who went to the East Sea Kingdom to obtain the elixir of immortality faced the fire dragon and fought for three days and nights. And then… … ]

It is said that Geomseon met a dragon in the east and obtained two scales and one claw.

It is said that the location where the two scales were hidden was marked on the map.

And finally, it was said that the claws would be passed down to future emperors.

It was written that if those three things were completely combined, they would gain the power to protect the Central Plains.

At the very end it was written like this.

[… …I only trust you.]

Hanbin tilted his head.

No matter how much I thought about it, I had a suspicion that one of the scales left behind by Geomseon was the dragon scale I had taken in my past life.

As evidence, one of the points marked on the map was the place where Hanbin obtained Yongrin.

It was not that the one who was to be arranged came here, but that the one who had received one of the arrangements came here.

That too, going back in time.

Hanbin quietly put the book in his bosom and picked up the bottle.

Hanbin opened the bottle and poured the contents into his hand.

“Hey, what is this?”

What came out of the bottle were a few grains of rice.

It was also a red, blood-tinged millet.

Hanbin sat cross-legged as if nothing had happened and poured red millet into his mouth.

It was indeed an arrangement by the swordsman.

It can’t just be a grain of rice, right?