Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 836

Seeds of Conflict (2)

The ‘light’ that Yeonwi spoke of meant only one thing.

Non-polar.

It is a state of martial god that cannot be defined even by those who have reached it, which cannot be described in writing and is simply called martial arts.

“It was visible to me from the time I gained my own enlightenment before leaving for the imperial palace. “What a great height the Ambassador has reached.”

“….”

“Master, you have probably reached the level that all martial artists hope to reach even in their dreams. “I can still see it with my eyes.”

“…Yeongaju.”

“But why did you give up on advancing to the world of light?”

Zhuge Wenhu looked at the two people with surprised eyes.

If you think about it, Prince Moyong also said something like that to the public ambassador. Why didn’t you come to the light?

It may be the words of one person, Mo Yong-gun, but if it is seen in the eyes of the Yeonwi, it can be said that the public ambassador’s enlightenment has truly reached its peak.

“If the Great Master had arrived there, Shaolin would have become a sect whose names were listed by two people in the sacred heaven known as the absolute leader of Danggeum Wulin. Shaolin’s reputation would have risen much higher than it is now, and its influence would have become so great that it could not even be compared to before.”

It was Shaolin, which is still called the Taesan Bukdu of Baekdo Martial Arts. Of course, shamans are also called Taesan Bukdu, but looking at it objectively, they are evaluated as being slightly lower than Shaolin.

If even public ambassadors had been named in the Seongcheon, there would have been a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority.

Shaolin’s reputation must have left a mark in history as it was called not only the best of its time but also the best of all time.

“I’m also curious about the reason, Ambassador.”

Ambassador Gong Gong sighed as he looked into the eyes of the two people filled with puzzlement and admiration.

“What does it mean for someone who is not qualified to reach the light and see it? “The poor monk is not foolish enough to bring back the agony that he worked so hard to shake off.”

“Ambassador.”

“Let’s end this conversation here.”

The public ambassador stood up.

“Binseung also plans to do his best to cover up the matter regarding the head of the Moyong family. “I think the military needs to think about the Gangseo alliance as well as the Maengju issue.”

“Of course you should.”

The public ambassador raised the class leader.

“Binseung, I’ll just go back now.”

Just like that, the public ambassador left his office.

Zhuge Wenhu asked Yan Wei.

“Did you see it?”

“exactly.”

Yeonwi sighed.

“I’ve seen it for a long time, but I never really asked. There must have been a reason. “Nothing good can come of touching private parts.”

“Huh.”

“However, based on what the Ambassador said, I think it was because he was wary of his pride as a Buddhist.”

Zhuge Wenhu smiled bitterly.

“The development of military power is something that martial people, even those with good nature, can never give up on, but you were a person who could give up even that.”

For any reason, the state of martial arts is the greatest temptation and ideal for a martial artist who has trained in martial arts.

Anyone who had seen that possibility would have worked hard to forget the erosion and move forward. Didn’t the greatest master of Shaolin, Muheo Daesa, reach that point?

The public ambassador defended himself even in the face of that ruinous temptation. Only he knows the reason, but as a warrior, what he wants to gain at any cost is to the point of no end, so the patience of a public ambassador can be said to be truly incredible.

“I agree.”

“yes?”

“I agree. “The Ambassador is on the leading position.”

“….”

“It would be difficult to find a person as good as the Ambassador when considering character and influence, regardless of military force.”

Zhuge Wenhu smiled bitterly.

“I am against it.”

“hmm? “What does that mean?”

“I hope you don’t end up on the throne, Ambassador.”

Yeonwi’s eyes widened.

“Obviously, just a little while ago, the military….”

“I asked Ambassador Ye to serve as the first leader.”

“But how can you say it’s the opposite?”

“I thought the ambassador would come out there.”

“…?!”

Surprise appeared on Yeonwi’s face.

“Do you think the Ambassador is unsuited to the position of leader?”

“It’s not like that. “It would be difficult to find a good leader or a good leader like Master Daesa or Seung Hyeon Jin-in.”

“But how…?”

“Because it is wartime.”

Zhuge Wenhu sighed.

“Ambassador, you will certainly be a good leader, but you cannot be said to be a leader suitable for today’s times. “When the war between the three religions is resolved and a period of peace arrives, if you become the leader at that time, I will serve you with all my heart.”

“Wartime….”

“The world now needs a leader who is decisive, wise, and fiercely dignified, not a leader who is kind and good-natured.”

“….”

“At least that’s how I see it.”

Zhuge Liang buried his back in the chair.

There was a hint of bitterness on his tired-looking face.

“If only Gaju Moyong had shown the same attitude as he has from the beginning of the alliance… I might have seriously tried to nominate him as the leader.”

Prince Moyong’s desire was so blind that it went beyond the level of overwhelming people and felt bizarre.

But if you look at just that part, in reality, there was no other leader as strong as Prince Moyong. He was intelligent, quick-witted, and skilled in martial arts, and he also possessed a hatred for the three religions and the ability to take care of his own people.

Since he had a background that would satisfy those who like to question his origins, he was truly the perfect leader in exhibitions.

“The Ambassador must be feeling a great burden from what I said a moment ago. Regardless of his intentions, he will never become a leader.”

“…I think so.”

“What I want from you is to play the role of a reliable assistant who supports the newly appointed leader. “If a person of great influence and character, the leader of the Taesanbukdu of Baekdo, becomes the political background of the leader, who can touch the leader?”

“You mean…”

Yeonwi’s eyes sparkled.

“Do you think that the leader should be someone from the new era, not someone from the old era?”

For a moment, Zhuge Wenhu was startled.

“What makes you think that?”

“The Bonggongs and elders of the current Murim Alliance are all people with great influence. Of course, it would be better if the ambassador looked after us, but there are people who don’t really need that kind of help.”

“…huh.”

“If you are an outstanding person recognized by the world’s best Shaolin leader… that wouldn’t be a bad thing.”

amazing.

Zhuge Wenhu was truly impressed by Yan Wei’s sharpness.

Before that, he had the insight to see through the essence of the incident, but no matter how you look at it, Yeonwi was not the type to use his brain. Should I just say that he is a kendo expert with good insight?

However, the analysis of Moyonggun was and is still like that, and Yeonwi’s insight seemed to have become much more meticulous and sharp than before.

“Actually, I think Lord Yeonga will be fine as long as ability and determination are considered.”

“hmm?”

“The first leader.”

Yeonwi shook his head resolutely.

“It is absolutely prohibited.”

“Haha, I thought you would say that.”

Regardless of his abilities, it shouldn’t have happened.

Yeonga is still under the control of some feudal lords. The eldest son even converted to the Black Island.

His father is the Murim lord of the White Island, and his son is the successor to the Black Island.

This was a picture that was difficult for anyone to admit. I don’t know if the Black Island side will like it, but there will be an uproar in the White Island martial arts community.

“He is a decisive person suitable for wartime… a wise and dignified person…”

Yeonwi smiled bitterly.

“I can’t think of anyone right now.”

“So do i.”

Zhuge Wenhu sighed.

“Really, nothing in this world is easy.”

* * *

After arriving at the upper part of Hubei by boat, the group once again hit a base and rested. The ship was so fast and stable that I had great stamina, but I still had to rest at least once.

“This is the last time I get to relax on base. Starting tomorrow, we will cross Hanam and head to Murimmaeng at full speed. “I plan to take the shortest route, so I have to keep homelessness in mind.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s words strengthened the group’s determination to have a great rest today.

As each person entered the dormitory, Makwon came to Yeonhojeong’s side.

“That’s a lot of money.”

“yes?”

“Isn’t the base here belonging to the Inkryongbu?”

“you’re right.”

“To rent an entire base this big is a must-see.”

Yeon Ho-jeong scratched his head.

“It’s not my money.”

“haha.”

The reason Yeon Ho-jeong had to borrow the entire base was because of his identity.

Even with the Black and White Twin Dragon and Gyoryongswae, he had just moved around with a light dragon the size of a human body slung over his shoulders. Rumors were already spreading that Sobuju of Mukryongbu had arrived in Hubei.

The Baekdo political faction was very displeased with Yeon Hojeong, but they could not treat him carelessly. This was because Mengbu had formed an alliance.

The Supreme King’s strength is famous for being so fearsome that even if there is an argument, it is impossible to fight against him. Moreover, as he is the minor lord of the Mukryongbu, his background is extremely strong.

“It would be uncomfortable for me and my group, and people would also be uncomfortable if we gathered in one place. “I can’t help it.”

“Can I just sleep on the street?”

“I don’t want to risk that level of discomfort. “It’s also a lot of fun spending other people’s money.”

Mak Won smiled and pointed at the Gwangryongbu with his chin.

“I kept looking at it as I came, and that ax is really awesome.”

Yeon Ho-jeong said with an awkward expression.

“It’s a little ugly, isn’t it?”

“You mean it’s ugly? Where else can you find such beautiful works of art?”

Makwon, who was well known for his nickname Baekbyeongshingun and was skilled in all types of weapons, was also a man who loved weapons themselves. In his eyes, the blade of the ax was so large yet well-balanced, and the steel material and elasticity of the extreme metal made the Gwangryongbu look beautiful.

“How is it? “My younger brother seems to be very energetic. Should we try some fighting?”

Those were very tempting words.

Yeon Ho-jeong grinned.

“Good. “I also wanted to fight with all my might.”

“You have to think about the old man’s right-shaped joint.”

“Where is age and where is joint in winning? “Say such things only when you are weak.”

“ha ha ha!”

Makwon burst out laughing and pointed outside.

“There was an empty lot far away. Let’s have a round over there.”

“great.”

Unfortunately, the two people’s desire to win was not satisfied.

“I came from the open world.”

The person who knocked on the baserunner’s door was an old, open-minded beggar.

“Are you Lord Yeonhojeong?”

“exactly.”

The beggar bowed his head politely.

“This is Heungshan Bunta County, Hubei Province. “I have come to deliver a letter from Sacheon.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

“You mean four thousand?”

“That’s right.”

“If it’s Sacheon, it can’t be….”

“Please take it.”

Yeon Ho-jeong opened the letter and read it in an instant.

Makwon asked, secretly glancing at the letter.

“Who did it come from?”

“I think we should leave this evening.”

A strange smile appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.

“I can see people swearing at this person and that person again because they are later than adults.”

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