Tangmunjeon - Chapter 245



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Episode 245: The Meeting at Mt. Wudang

After Hyun-gong finished thinking, Dang Mu-jin approached and asked.

“What did you just do?”

Other people didn’t even notice that Hyun-gong had done something strange.

It was not the time or place to show off great talents, and Hyeon-gong did not engage in any flashy or extravagant actions.

But Dang Mu-jin was different. At least Dang Mu-jin realized that Hyun-gong had accomplished something.

Hyun-gong muttered.

“Mo Yong-bu and Ak So-gun. I sent a message to both of them at the same time.”

“what?”

The ability to convey a small whisper far and wide with internal energy, transmission of sound.

It may seem simple at first glance, but it is often much more difficult than people think.

Most of the unmanned players who have not been able to overcome the wall of climax are not able to use the sound of transmission, and sometimes even among the masters of climax, there are those who are not familiar with the sound of transmission.

Because it is such a difficult skill, even the best masters have to focus solely on the sound when sending it.

Dang Mu-jin recalled the situation from a little while ago.

Murong Bu and Aksogun both withdrew with a satisfied attitude. They probably thought that Duke Xuan had sent them the message first.

It is self-evident that Hyun-gong sent a message to the two people.

The question is how.

Dang Mu-jin asked.

“Have you mastered the art of spreading your voice widely?”

Dang Mu-jin thought that his words were a little strange as he spoke. A message that was spread widely without being secret. Such a message had no particular meaning.

It would be much easier to just say it out loud.

Hyun-gong shook his head.

“No, no. I literally sent a signal to two people at the same time. No one else could hear.”

“Does that make sense?”

“I wasn’t sure either. But it worked.”

Hyun-gong’s voice trembled faintly. He was flustered because he had also succeeded in freezing himself.

“How did you do it?”

“I don’t know about that either. I’m not confident enough to explain it yet.”

Sending a message to two people means, in other words, ‘focusing on two things at the same time’.

I don’t know if that makes sense, but that’s what Hyun-gong was saying.

Hyun-gong recalled his memories. Had he ever heard of a story about a shaman, such as Jang Sam-bong Jin-in, a shaman, or Yeong-bo Jin-in, or another shaman, acquiring similar skills?

No, there isn’t.

The martial arts of the shamans, the secrets and enlightenment that have been handed down, the knowledge and secrets that have been handed down. Was there even one thing similar to this?

Likewise, there is none.

Hyun-gong went one step further and asked a fundamental question.

‘Was that really a martial art?’

I couldn’t even figure that out.

It is closer to a talent like Jeon-eum or Heo Gong-seop than a martial art like a famous swordsmanship or martial arts.

However, it was closer to the realm of instinct and sense than a talent that was a mixture of the secrets of martial arts and the use of internal energy.

It feels like a sense that was previously closed has awakened.

A situation where a man who has lived his entire life with only a right arm gains a left arm and seems to have figured out how to move his left arm.

It’s strange, but natural.

‘How can I use this talent?’

Hyun-gong glanced at Dang Mu-jin.

Dang Mu-jin’s reaction has not yet progressed beyond pure curiosity and interest.

It’s only natural that you wouldn’t have thought about where this talent could go further.

Hyun-gong couldn’t think of a new way to use it right away.

Even if you can send a message to two people, you cannot send two different messages to two people since you only have one mouth.

If that had been possible, it could have been used for collusion.

But being able to convey the same message to two people is an extremely difficult skill to utilize.

‘No, there is no reason to hang on to the previous sound.’

If two people can think like each other and come up with results that seem like two people putting their heads together, isn’t that a huge accomplishment?

Hyun-gong was confident.

This would certainly be an achievement that would satisfy even the most gifted of minds, and would serve as a clue to moving on to other areas.

The party leader said.

“You’ve suddenly acquired a strange talent.”

“I see.”

However, Hyun-gong’s intentions were different. The current situation may have been sudden, but it was not out of the blue.

This was not an achievement that was achieved simply by luck, without any training.

The trajectory of Hyun-gong’s life was one of training.

While others only looked at the world through their own eyes, Hyun-gong lived his life thinking about his own thoughts and the perspectives of others at the same time. Young Hyun-gong did not want to offend the adults and be abandoned again.

So, even before he was ten, Hyungong was good at observing other people’s reactions and reading their thoughts from their perspective. That was Hyungong’s life.

They say life is like a blessing and a curse.

Even a child abandoned by his parents, or a man who has to live every moment cautiously, is given a small chance.

Hyun-gong felt that the world had become a little brighter.

That is why Hyun-gong made a promise.

‘From now on, I have to live more carefully and meticulously.’

Hyun-gong rubbed his hands and smiled darkly.

*

While Hong Geol-gae followed Geul-seon around and learned martial arts, and Hyeon-gong practiced his strange talents, the Mid-Autumn Festival approached.

While it is a day for outsiders to pray for abundance and happiness, it is a day for the shamans to hold meetings.

The heads and heads of each sect and clan gathered in the largest building in the shaman sect, Namhwagak.

Dang Mu-jin and Hong Geol-gae also headed to Namhwagak.

Dang Mu-jin was the only outsider who had seen the internal affairs of the Demonic Cult, and Hong Geol-gae also briefly observed the conflict between the Demonic Cult forces.

The already large crowd of people had grown even larger over the past few days, to the point where the Namhwagak, the largest hall in the shamanist sect, felt cramped.

“It’s more crowded than a market. There are so many people that the air feels stuffy.”

When Dang Mu-jin spoke with a slight frown, Hong Geol-gae snickered.

“Really? Just kick out a few easy guys.”

“That’s crazy…”

Dang Mu-jin looked around to check the faces of the people attending the meeting.

The bright expression on Young-Heo-Ja’s face stood out.

Although Young-Heo-Ja had put in every effort to prepare for this meeting, he did not seem to have expected it to be held so successfully.

Among the giant Sega and Sects, there were only three that did not have representatives present: Jongnam Sega, Namgung Sega, and Gongdong Sega.

The head of the Jongnam faction, Il-seon-ja, received word that thieves had stolen the Yeoam District Prosecutors’ Office and hurriedly headed to the Jongnam faction, but planned to return as soon as the situation was resolved.

It is possible because the distance between the non-partisan and pro-North Korea factions is not that far.

Namgung Se-ga was a little different. In the first place, no one thought Namgung Se-ga would attend the meeting.

This is because Namgung Jincheon of the Namgung Se family was an extremely self-righteous person, and the Namgung Se family rarely got involved in things that could be detrimental to them.

On the other hand, the communist faction sent a reply saying they would attend, but it did not reach the non-partisan faction. Since there are always people like that, people did not find it very strange.

Anyway, five of the six members gathered.

Have there ever been so many political unmanned people gathered in one place?

Even though it was something he had achieved through his own efforts, Young-Heo-Ja kept glancing at Dang Mu-Jin and smiling, as if he was grateful to him. Dang Mu-Jin felt a little burdened by Young-Heo-Ja’s smile.

“Now that everyone is here, I’ll begin the story.”

The meeting began with Youngbo Jin’s story.

“I think you all know why we’re all gathered here, but there are probably many who don’t know the details, so I think it would be right to start the story with an explanation. The most famous of the late martial artists of the current martial arts world, Yi-ryong, has returned after finding out about the situation within the Demonic Cult, so let’s hear his story.”

As Dang Mu-jin stood up from his seat, dozens of eyes were fixed on him.

There was not a single person who could be called a fool. Except for Dang Mu-jin, Hong Geol-gae, and Hyeon-gong, the ordinary later-ranking officials were not even able to enter Namhwagak.

Dang Mu-jin was a little nervous. How many people in the world can get the chance to speak in front of so many big names?

Dang Mu-jin began his story with news that people had vaguely guessed but were not sure about.

“First, it would be natural to tell you how I came to the Demonic Cult. One day, I was taken to the Demonic Cult with the request to conduct research in place of a deceased demonic doctor.”

Quite a few people seemed surprised to hear the story of the magician’s death.

Someone asked the party leader.

“If the demon doctor had died, the Demonic Cult would have tried to contact the demon doctor instead of you. Of course, that doesn’t mean your abilities are lacking.”

“As the only disciple, I succeeded in achieving the goal of the Demonic Cult. However, my master passed away many years ago, so the Demonic Cult had no way of contacting him.”

People’s eyes sparkled.

The rumor that had been circulating was confirmed to be true at the moment when the rumor that the leader of the Tang family was the best doctor in the world was confirmed to be true.

The heads of each clan racked their brains to come up with ways to win over Dang Mu-jin.

“After arriving at Cheonsan, I stayed inside the Demonic Cult for several months and was able to witness what happened in the Demonic Cult.”

Dang Mu-jin continued his story by omitting the parts that were difficult to talk about and emphasizing the parts that absolutely had to be explained.

Conflict within the Demonic Cult. The leader was killed by the Great Guardian. The Great Guardian was crowned as the new leader. People nodded occasionally and listened to Dang Mujin’s story.

Not only was the content of the story itself very interesting, but Dang Mu-jin’s voice had a strange charm that drew people in.

When Dang Mu-jin finally finished telling his story, the people let out a deep sigh.

It was a vivid story, as if he had actually been to the Demonic Cult.

Someone asked the party leader.

“Who can prove that your story is true?”

“Hong Geol-gae next to me. And Hwayeon Shin-ni in the distance in Junggyeong will confirm it.”

A few people who were not familiar with the news were whispering among themselves.

“If it’s Hwayeonshinni, isn’t it the leader of the previous Amipa? That old man… No. The old man is still alive?”

“I heard that he wasn’t dead yet and was still lingering somewhere, but I didn’t know he was in Chongqing.”

People’s gaze passed by Hong Geol-gae and turned to Amipa’s Hyang Baek-sa-tae.

Because Hyangbaek Sae-tae’s expression remained calm throughout, people stopped doubting Dang Mu-jin’s story.

Although there were people who could not trust the young Dang Mu-jin, no one doubted Hwa Yeon-sin-ni and the Hyang Baek incident.

Youngbojinin and Youngheoja waited for people to freely share their opinions.

After some time, the commotion died down naturally, as if by appointment.

One person coughed loudly.

He was the head of the Shandong musicians’ family.

“Anyway, I understand the intention behind setting up this place. When the Demonic Cult rises, the Shandong Musicians will also lend a helping hand to protect the martial arts world, so don’t worry.”

Most other people seemed to agree with it.

Some people rolled their eyes as if they didn’t like the atmosphere, but they couldn’t raise their voices.

This is the good thing about bringing people together. Those who do not follow the cause have a hard time raising their voices and are swept away without a fight.

In that sense, it was actually a good thing that the swordsman Namgung Jincheon did not attend this event.

If it were Namgung Jincheon, he would have blurted out things that would ruin the mood without hesitation.

However, there was someone who was dissatisfied with the story of the head of the Shandong Musicians.

He was the leader of the Kunlun sect, the closest sect to the devil, and was called Liu Yu Daoist.

Of course, Yoo Yoo Do-in was not trying to say that there was no need to stop the Demonic Cult.

“What are you talking about now? Are you saying you’ll just wait quietly until the Demonic Cult strikes?”

“Is there anything else you would like?”

“The Great Battle of Jeongma has always been held in Cheonsan. This Great Battle of Jeongma must be the same. We must gather our troops immediately and attack the headquarters of the Demonic Cult!”

Yoo Yoo Do-in was a Taoist man with a huge physique and a rough voice like a bandit. He was a person with a natural sense of intimidation.

The chief disciple of the Kunlun School has a slightly different meaning from the chief disciples of other schools.

The Kunlun School is a collection of numerous Taoist schools that reside in the Kunlun Mountains and share martial arts and interact with each other, and the Kunlun School leaders are merely representatives of the numerous Taoist schools.

The reason why the person who is the most intelligent is the long-spoken person is not because he is the most intelligent, but because he is the most courageous and active in speaking out.

And Yoo Yoo Do-in knew very well why he was chosen as the chief priest.

Huang Bo-se-ga-ju of Shandong said that he did not like the story of the Taoist monk.

“No, do you know how long it takes to go from Shandong to Tianshan? It takes only two months for the Kunlun faction to go to Tianshan and back, so let’s talk lightly, but it takes at least a year to go from Shandong to Tianshan and back. The longer the fight drags on, the longer it will take.”

Shandong Akaju usually disliked Huangbo Segaju, but now he actively agreed with Huangbo Segaju’s opinions.

“It’s not easy to stop training and travel a long distance for a year, and moving that long distance requires a lot of things. Food, extra weapons, a lot of luggage, and a lot of manpower. The Shandong Ark is ready to rise up to block the rise of the Demonic Cult or the Evil Sect, but it is realistically difficult to participate in the plan to attack Cheonsan first.”

The atmosphere of Namhwagak was largely divided into two.

People who want to sweep away the Demonic Cult right away and then stretch out their legs and go to sleep.

A representative example is the Kunlun sect, which is closest to the Demonic Cult and feels like walking on thin ice.

The Qingcheng and Ami factions, which are closest to the Demonic Cult after the Kunlun faction, also agreed with that opinion.

Yoo Jin-kwang of the Jeomchangpa also agreed with this opinion. Although Jeomchangpa was quite far from Cheonsan, he was not the first to back out in this situation.

On the other hand, the response from the Demonic Cult and the sects and families in distant regions was a bit lukewarm.

I don’t necessarily want to travel a long distance to strike the Demonic Cult first. It’s burdensome to go on a long expedition, and it’s usually advantageous to join in on a fight like this late.

Unlike the Jeongma War, the Jeongsa War was always like this.

While the sects at the forefront suffered enormous losses and broke the power of the Safa warriors, the sects that joined the battle later easily dealt with the Safa whose momentum had been weakened and took the credit.

Those who suffer the most damage are the warriors of the sects close to the battlefield, and those who contribute are those who joined in slowly.

However, the sects on the front lines were not in a position to complain. If reinforcements did not arrive even late, the power they had built up over a long period of time could turn to ashes.

The empty-headed man thought.

‘If the Gongdongpa were here, they would have definitely taken our side. Why haven’t those authors come yet?’

The discussion went on endlessly.

No, I don’t know if you can even call that a discussion.

Those who said they wanted to gather troops and attack Cheonsan right away, and those who said they wanted to send defensive troops even if it was late because a preemptive strike was realistically difficult, were just repeating their own stories.

Eventually, the face of the Kunlun School’s Taoist monk turned red with anger.

“I know exactly what you’re thinking. You just want to use our Kunlun faction as a shield, don’t you? Hey, Seonwooja! Say something!”

Seonwooja, the leader of the Hwasan faction, was suddenly nominated.

But Seonwooja was not flustered and answered calmly.

“Huh, is there a reason you would say that? We just said we would help as much as we could within the limits of what was realistically possible…”

The Hwasanpa was not a sect that was as far removed from the Demonic Cult as the Hwangbo Sega or the Shandong Akga, but it was not close enough to be said to be on the front lines.

‘It looks like there aren’t many sects that want to attack Cheonsan, so there’s no reason for our Hwasan sect to rashly get involved and suffer damage.’

The public’s mood was secretly tilted toward Seonwooja.

There is no need to panic, since the fire is not at their feet.

Yoo Yoo-do, who had been unable to control his anger the whole time, suddenly chuckled.

“Is that so? If you’re going to be this uncooperative, I have an idea.”

People waited for Yoo Yoo Do-in to speak. Yoo Yoo Do-in crossed his arms.

“Everyone knows that our Kunlun sect has the world’s greatest dharma called the Cloud Dragon Eightfold Form. The Kunlun sect’s lightness technique is just as great as the Cloud Dragon Eightfold Form. The secrets of the Cloud Dragon Eightfold Form have also permeated the lightness technique.”

As people were bewildered by the sudden boasting of his secret method and lightness, Yoo Yoo-do-in glared at Seonwoo-ja and continued his story.

“Come out there and act lukewarm. We, the Kunlun Sect Taoists, will run away without fighting the Demonic Cult as soon as it starts its rampage. If the Gongdong Sect falls and the Jongnam Sect falls, think carefully about who will be next.”

After saying his last words, Yoo Yoo Do-in ran out of Namhwagak.

Namhwagak was quiet for a moment, but soon it was filled with angry voices.

‘This is a mess.’

Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong looked at the sight and sighed deeply.

It seemed clear what would happen next.