Tangmunjeon - Chapter 257



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Episode 257: The Communist Party

The moment Wan Licheng’s hand wrapped around his face, one thought came to Baek Yahyo’s mind.

It was not admiration for the power of Shaolin Temple, fear of Wanli Monk, or the terror of certain death.

It was a question.

‘If these authors didn’t bring the emergency supplies, then who on earth brought the emergency supplies···?’

Crunch.

Baek Ya-hyo died with questions that could never be resolved.

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Wanli Seung took Baek Ye-hyo’s body, with its head crushed, outside and threw it high into the sky.

Baek Ya-hyo’s body flew through the sky for a moment before falling into the middle of the battle between the Jeongpa and Sapa warriors.

thud.

“···.”

For a moment, silence flowed through the smokescreen of the Gongdongpa, where the sound of clashing metal was loud.

The Sapha warriors stepped back hesitantly and assessed the situation.

Up until now, they had the upper hand, but they were having a hard time getting through the unmanned faction.

Then, with the addition of two long-legged men and Manryeok Seung, the odds of winning dropped significantly.

Should I fight to the death and win, or should I run away?

While the Sapha warriors were looking at each other with uncertainty, one of them made a firm decision.

He turned right back, jumped over the fence of the communal area, and disappeared outside.

“That guy!”

Wild animals usually follow their leader around.

The Sapha warriors also showed similar behavior to the wild beasts. They started to run away after the author who ran away first. In a way, it was an expected result.

A few of the slow-moving and slow-footed Sapha warriors were captured and killed, but most of the rest survived and escaped the Gongdong faction.

The Jeongpa drones couldn’t chase them recklessly because they were also very tired.

Only then did the sect’s unmanned members look around. The sect’s disciples were lying on the ground, cold and cold, and there were even more people who had collapsed and were groaning.

The immediate reaction of the Jeongpa unmanned forces was divided into two.

A person who is sad and in pain in front of the body of a dead criminal.

Those who are purely happy about the victory at this moment. Of the two, the latter was more prevalent.

“I won!”

“The sword of the Jongnam faction defeated the evil enemies of the Gongdong faction!”

Dang Mu-jin felt a little unfamiliar with the Jeongpa’s unarmed men expressing their joy in front of their dead comrades.

But this was a natural thing to happen.

It’s natural for anyone in the martial arts world to be a little crazy.

The joy of victory and the sorrow of sacrifice.

If I had been the one who was swayed by grief first, I would not have chosen to live a life with a sword.

Following this, the Jeongpa warriors approached Ilseonja and Seonwooja and expressed their joy with their whole bodies.

Meanwhile, Dang Mu-jin and his party approached Man-ryeok Seung and said:

“Are you okay?”

“Something seems different about you.”

Unlike Dang Mu-jin and Hong Geol-gae, who were always being formal, Hyeon-gong acted more actively.

He immediately took off his top and wiped the blood off Manryukseung’s body.

Ilseonja and Seonwooja, who were watching the scene, felt a little uneasy. The two of them were injured much more than Wanli Seung, and there was much more blood on them.

However, the two were accompanied by the disciples of the monk and his disciples, so they were not in a situation where they particularly needed help.

‘That’s right. Since Wanli Seung came alone from Shaolin Temple, it’s right for Jeong-eon to take care of Wanli Seung. It’s not like he’s doing that because he’s concerned about Wanli Seung’s feelings.’

After enjoying the brief joy, the soldiers of the sect dispersed and began to collect the dead and injured.

Although wounds such as cuts or broken bones are difficult to treat, there are still patients who can be helped.

The party leader shouted loudly.

“Patients, please gather together!”

People’s eyes were focused on Dang Mu-jin and his party.

The activities of the Dangmujin group were too evident to be simply called a review index.

Unlike the other three, Hong Geol-gae didn’t show any special performance and even showed the shameful behavior of looking for alcohol during battle, but his skills themselves didn’t seem bad.

‘Are they the next generation of the Jeongpa Murim?’

The soldiers of the sect gathered the patients and brought them to the front of the party, each with their own feelings.

While Dang Mu-jin was examining the patient, the Jeongpa soldiers began to rummage through the public bath again.

In the first place, they didn’t come to fight the communist faction, but to find the secret.

Just when they thought they had almost found all the hidden secrets, they discovered a suspicious location.

There were a great number of graves behind the communal area, and judging from the shape of the grass growing on top of the graves, they appeared to have been built not too long ago.

And people found a brain jade behind the tomb.

‘···.’

Not all sects have brain jade.

However, the Gongdongpa had a brain jade, and compared to the brain jade of other sects or families, it was unusually large.

Not all Safa warriors who enter the community escape their past and find a new life, so it is inevitable that there will be more people who are trapped.

The soldiers of the Jeongpa cautiously entered the brain prison and soon discovered people who were covered in wounds and bones.

Of course, I thought someone would be locked up. The problem is that the Jeongpa drones recognized some of the people locked up in the brain prison.

A representative example was Sang Gwal Doin, the younger brother of Sang Yu Doin, who became the leader of the Gongdongpa after the death of Muryangja.

“You’re not a sergeant!”

Hearing Seonwooja’s shout, Sang Gwal Doin raised his head and looked at Seonwooja.

“Aren’t you the head of the Volcano Sect? How did you come here?”

Seonwooja hesitated and couldn’t answer right away. He had already killed many of the Gongdongpa’s unmanned forces, and now he felt awkward saying that he had come to find the hidden secret.

However, the sergeant major told Seonwooja an unexpected story.

“Have you by any chance dealt with all the evildoers outside?”

Seonwooja felt a faint sense of anticipation in the voice of the sergeant major.

And the expression was strange. It was evil.

Only then did the soldiers of the Jeongpa notice that something was strange.

Of all the civilians they had fought so far, there wasn’t a single person they knew by face.

They didn’t even display the martial arts of the common faction.

At first, I thought it was because their training was lacking, but there was not even a trace of the Bokma Sword Technique on their swords.

It’s as if he had never learned the pride of the community, the Bokma Sword Technique.

People led the people who were locked in the brain prison, including the Shang Gwal Doin, out.

The man with the stern face looked into the sunlight with an expression of disbelief. His face was a jumble of joy, anger, and pain.

Seonwooja asked the monk Sanggwaldoin.

“What happened to the communist faction?”

The manager answered hesitantly.

“Not long after the burning of Hwanggolgak two years ago, the northern Sapha warriors began to come to the Gongdongpa headquarters. We thought they were Sapha warriors who wanted to clean up their lives and be reborn as new people. Since they couldn’t come to Hwanggolgak, we thought they came to the Gongdongpa.”

The monk got up unsteadily from his seat and looked at the grave that was not even properly covered with grass yet.

“But strangely enough, the number of people coming to the community has increased. Just when I was thinking that I should stop accepting Sapa’s uninhabitants and focus on strengthening my inner self, dozens more Sapa’s uninhabitants came in the dark of the night. They killed my brother… the Shang Yudoin.”

Only then did the Jeongpa Mujin understand what had happened to the Gongdongpa.

Indeed, the Gongdongpa masters they had known up until now were not the ones who were stirring up the entire Central Plains and stealing secrets. This must have been a scheme by the evil Sapa warriors.

The chieftain continued speaking.

“Most of those who resisted were killed, and some of those who bowed down before them survived, even if they were locked in a prison.”

But those trapped in the brain prison did not simply bow their heads to survive.

They too were once Sapa warriors.

A rough people who are not unfamiliar with choosing death over bending.

But there are those who know how to bend if there is a greater purpose than death.

The same was true for the Shang Gwal Do-in. He was determined to survive somehow and take revenge on the Sapa warriors.

Seonwooja asked the monk Sanggwaldoin.

“Don’t worry too much. We have already taken revenge on the commoners.”

“How many of you have come to this place?”

“Wanli Sheng has risen to a position comparable to that of the Six Heavenly Kings, but the Six Heavenly Kings have not come. He came to the Gongdongpa without expecting a fight to break out.”

“By any chance, how many supreme masters were there in Sapa?”

“···How many people?”

A question appeared on Seonwooja’s face.

Doesn’t it seem like there should be a supreme master other than Baek Ya-hyo?

And judging by the mention of ‘how many people’, it didn’t seem like it was two people.

Seonwooja answered.

“There was only one supreme master, Baek Ya-hyo.”

The chieftain spoke after a short silence.

“If Baek Ya-hyo had been the only top-notch expert who invaded the Gongdongpa last year, the Gongdongpa would not have collapsed.”

It was a situation where it was impossible to estimate how much of Sapa’s power remained. Seonwooja felt a suffocating feeling in a corner of his heart.

The man lifted his bony arm and tore off his shirt, which had become a rag.

His upper body was covered with traces of torture.

It wasn’t torture to get information. The Shang Guo Man had no information to spit out, and the Sapa Mujin had no information they wanted.

It was done out of pure interest and malicious mischief.

As a result of that prank, the magician lost one eye and was left with scars all over his body.

To make matters worse, he even had a humiliating tattoo tattooed on his forehead.

But the chieftain endured it.

He hid the fact that he was the younger brother of a commoner, and endured all kinds of pain and humiliation, just to survive and take revenge.

“Please follow me for now.”

The Sangkwaldoin and the Gongdongpa warriors walked dangerously and arrived at the Gongdongpa’s training ground.

There were still numerous corpses scattered about.

The Shang Gual Do-in picked up the sword with his thin arms and cut the body of a Sapa warrior who was dying from injuries.

“You son of a bitch!”

The Sapa warrior screamed loudly.

“Ahh! Just kill me, just kill me!”

However, the swordsman swung his sword with eyes filled with resentment.

Finally, when the Shang Gual Doin was exhausted and his opponent had almost lost his response, the Shang Gual Doin pierced the Sapa Muin’s neck.

“Krrrrrrr…”

Sapha Muin died, spitting out the sound of boiling blood.

The soldiers of the Jeongpa clan who were looking at the Sanggwaldoin watched the scene without saying anything.

Swinging a sword to inflict more pain on the injured. This was clearly a cruel act, but people did not blame the Shang Gua Dao In because they knew how much damage they had suffered.

The history of the Gongdongpa would end here, and I could only show that much mercy to the unmanned person who had to watch the end of my sect.

However, contrary to popular belief, the Shang Gwal Do-in had no intention of ending the history of the Gongdongpa here.

The swordsman picked up the sword and brought it to his head.

Namgung Myung and Hong Geol-gae thought that Sang Gwal Do-in was going to commit suicide, so they rushed to stop him.

“Stop!”

However, the man of virtue did not stab his own neck with the sword.

Instead, he brought the blade to his own forehead, where the Sapha warriors had tattooed a shameful tattoo.

He cut the skin on his own forehead.

Blood flowed down and covered the face of the Shang Gual Do-in. However, the Shang Gual Do-in did not seem to feel any pain. He even chewed on the flesh on his forehead that he had cut off himself.

Namgung Myung and Hong Geol-gae, as well as everyone else, quietly watched the scene.

No one spoke, no one moved. The actions of the sergeant were even more bizarre than the sight of him taking his own life.

Then the sergeant cut off my hair.

The messy hair flowed down and covered the face of the Shang Gual Do-in. The blood-stained face was covered by the dirty hair, but the eyes burning with genuine anger could not be hidden even by the hair.

“The lineage of the Gongdongpa will not end here.”

The manager spoke in a cold voice.

“I will become the next leader of the Gonghappa and continue the history of the Gonghappa. However, the Gonghappa will be different from the past Gonghappas. The Gonghappa will no longer accept the unmanned Sapas.”

Seonwooja thought of the old monk of the past.

He was a man with a gentle personality that made it hard to believe that he had been a member of the Sapa in the past. Just like the Shang Yu Taoist who was killed by the Sapa’s warriors.

But now, the chief has become a completely different person.

He didn’t change because he wanted to. The world just changed him.

The swordsman lifted his sword horizontally toward the sky.

And he shouted in a voice full of resentment and a hoarse voice.

“Now, the Bokma Sword Technique is no longer a sword to embrace the Sapa warriors. It will only be a sword to bring the Sapa warriors to their knees and cut them down. I will dedicate the rest of my life solely to that goal!”

Just as the Master Shang Gwal had done, the other Masters of the Gongdongpa also raised their swords high in the air.

That meant accepting the new leader as the new leader, and that he would sacrifice his life to follow the leader’s wishes.

It is unclear whether the coalition will be able to overcome this ordeal and rise again.

However, the past and future sects will be sects that only have the same name and have no similarities at all.

Dang Mu-jin recalled a story that Yoo Jin-kwang had once told.

The story goes that the Hwanggol-gak may not be rebuilt.

There is talk that in the distant future, the Communist Party may not accept the Safa unmanned people.

Eugene Kwang’s prophecy came true exactly in two years.

‘Is this the way the world goes?’

Changes in the commonwealth. And the Safa and the Demonic Cult.

It felt as if dark clouds were approaching from all directions, so Dang Mu-jin let out a deep sigh.