Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 969

In the swamp (2)

Tang Sang-ah’s eyes widened.

Peng Da-ho’s mouth widened, and Wu Gu-wen and Zhuge Jun’s eyebrows rose to the top of their foreheads. Namgungpyo, who was cleaning his sword, also got up without realizing it.

Yeon Ho-jeong waved his hand with a calm face.

“It’s been a while, everyone.”

“Yeonje!”

Mo Yong-woo ran in a huff and suddenly hugged Yeon Ho-jeong.

Yeon Ho-jeong clenched his chin. The slim jawline was full of fine wrinkles.

“Why are you doing this again?”

I know it was an expression of happiness, but when the calm and mature Mo Yong-woo was like this, the world’s Yeon-ho couldn’t help but feel awkward.

Mo Yong-woo grabbed Yeon Ho-jeong’s shoulder.

“Are you okay?”

“Then is there anything that wouldn’t be okay?”

“Didn’t you go to Shinmarim in Cheonghae?”

Mo Yong-woo’s tone suddenly changed to that of a younger brother.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled bitterly and nodded.

“That’s right. It worked out well.”

“Then that’s a relief. But judging by your behavior, it looks like you came straight from Cheonghae?”

Although they were emotionally close, the two actually did not hang out often enough to be called sworn brothers.

Nevertheless, just by looking at Yeon Ho-jeong’s behavior, Mo Yong-woo immediately figured out where he had been and whether he had rested. That’s why Yeon Ho-jeong’s understanding of people is excellent.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked up at the sky.

A cool, dry wind blows. I could see the sky beyond the scattered clouds, but it felt strangely dark.

“I was thinking of going back to Maeng, but my brother told me that he was going to stop the troops of Soreoeumsa, so I decided to go here.”

Mo Yong-woo smiled.

“You are the only one who cares about your brother.”

“I just came to see the sights. “What are you worried about?”

Even though he said that, he knew better than anyone else that Yeon Ho-jeong was worried about him.

However, Yeon Ho-jeong was well aware of the military history of himself, other late Jisoo, and the Changryongdan and Daeryongdan. Nevertheless, the fact that he came in person because he was worried could be interpreted as meaning that something was holding him back.

But Mo Yong-woo was more concerned about Yeon Ho-jeong’s expression than anything else.

“What happened?”

“What is going on?”

“You don’t look good.”

At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong felt herself crying without realizing it.

Even if it were someone other than Mo Yong-woo who said it, he would have felt emotionally shaken.

‘Master.’

It’s been a while. I’ve never had my emotions sink this much because of someone.

To him, his teacher Cheon In-ryong has always been special. It’s just that life was busy, there were people to protect, constant agony and fighting were part of everyday life, so he didn’t think about it often, and if it weren’t for his teacher, he wouldn’t be where he is today.

Furthermore, if it weren’t for the teacher’s teachings, if he hadn’t purified the blood jade and given himself that ability.

If that were the case, Jungwon would have been fighting a much tougher fight with the three schools by now.

Of course, Yeon Ho-jeong is not someone’s puppet. I just lived for myself and my people.

However, without the teacher’s teachings, would it have been possible to stop the Three Schools even if it had returned more than a hundred times?

In the end, Cheon In-ryong, who taught Yeonhojeong, could be said to be the benefactor of the Jungwon martial arts group who helped Jungwon, which would have been swept away by the firepower of the three religions, build a huge wall.

Three hundred years ago and now.

‘I hope you can live comfortably there without worrying about the troubles of this world.’

I think it stayed in my heart even more because we didn’t see each other often and we didn’t have many friendly conversations.

But now was not the time to be lost in thoughts of the teacher and not be able to do what needed to be done.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled at Zhuge Jun.

“Is it difficult?”

“older brother.”

Jegaljun looks at Yeonhojeong with shaking eyes.

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“The prayer is very sharp. “I can see how much you suffered in this war of death and death.”

“….”

“Still, don’t break down. “It may be painful and difficult, but would someone who is the head of the small household of the Zhuge family give up to this extent to use it?”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s words, following Mo Yong-woo, who suggested the right path with a sharp word, ignited Jegal Jun’s confidence.

Zhuge Jun smiled.

“It’s hard, but I’ll try.”

“There are things that are valuable only through effort, and there are things that become worthless if the results are not good even if you put in effort. The seat you are sitting in falls entirely into the latter category. “Work hard and achieve it.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Pang Dae-ho.

Pang Dae-ho grinned and waved his hand.

“It’s even nicer to see it from the outside.”

“They say there is no younger brother as good as the older brother. That is absolutely true.”

“Ugh?”

“It’s more worth seeing than Manho right now.”

Paeng Dae-ho burst into laughter.

“No problem. It’s embarrassing and I can’t do as well as my younger brother. Otherwise, the years of being beaten by your father would be such a waste.”

Yeon Ho-jeong responded with a silent smile and turned his gaze to Oh Gu-moon.

Ogumun bowed his head.

“It’s been a while.”

“Your prayers are better than ever before when you were in the military. “Thank you for your hard work.”

“It was hard work for everyone.”

“That is also true.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes fell on Nam Gung-pyo this time.

Namgungpyo, who was looking at Yeonhojeong blankly, soon lowered his head slightly.

It was a wordless greeting. He was the person who led a life that I could not have imagined when I first met him on his way to the Murim League.

Yeon Ho-jeong also nodded silently. Although he had an uneasy relationship with his younger brother, Namgung-hyeon, Namgung-pyo’s pride seemed to have subsided a lot, perhaps thanks to the teachings of Namgung-seung, the sword emperor.

and.

“Commander.”

Yeon Ho-jeong shrugged his shoulders at Dang Sang-ah’s calm voice.

“I am Sobuju of the Mukryongbu. “I’m not a commander.”

“It’s been a while since I saw you.”

A clear look of joy appeared on Tang Sang-ah’s face.

She received many lessons from Yeon Wi, and Yeon Ho-jeong overcame many dangers with Tang Gwan. Furthermore, since Yeonwi and Danggwan shared a deep friendship, it would not be strange for the two to become sworn siblings.

We are that close to each other, so it doesn’t feel unfamiliar at all even though it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other.

“That’s amazing.”

“yes?”

“I heard it from my father, but for the first time, the Tang family may have a female head of the family.”

Tang Sang-ah chuckled.

“How closed is the Tang family? “My father has changed a lot, but not yet to the extent of shaking up tradition.”

“Does this mean you will take on a position if you shake up tradition?”

“You’re still being mischievous.”

“haha.”

Even though Tang Sang-ah felt Yeon Ho-jeong’s strong presence, she did not celebrate her ascent to Seongcheon. This was because he thought that praise for military power did not mean much to Yeon Ho-jeong.

Before being a martial artist, you are a person. Just by not mentioning force, it was possible to see how Tang Sang-ah viewed the world.

That was the end of the brief yet pleasant greeting.

“But what do you mean by that?”

“hmm?”

Zhuge Jun asked with a serious face.

“My brother said that earlier. “If you have no intention of retreating or fighting, there is only one answer.”

“It did.”

“Can I hear your thoughts on what that is?”

“What kind of opinions are you talking about? “If you think about it a little more, there’s no way you wouldn’t know, right?”

“yes?”

“Are they so weak that they can’t fight or retreat and just tremble?”

“That’s not…”

Yeon Ho-jeong pointed to Dang Sang-ah.

“Kilina, the best of the Tang clan, personally scouted and returned. “From what this person said, it didn’t seem like he had any intention of fighting, nor did he seem in a hurry.”

“….”

“It doesn’t look like they’re going to retreat or fight right away. However, it is difficult to just rest because the enemies are clearly visible. Still, it’s comfortable.”

“…!”

“There is only one answer, right?”

Zhuge Jun’s eyes shook greatly.

“Could it be… reinforcements?!”

Everyone who heard him was surprised.

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“That’s why I came here myself. Soreoeumsa is Shaolin outside of the bird. It is no exaggeration to say that, excluding the three schools, it is the strongest in terms of single force. In fact, in terms of stature alone, it can be said to be superior to Shaolin.”

“So then?!”

“It means that a strong or overwhelming support force capable of completely crushing this army is coming.”

“omg!”

Tension appeared on everyone’s faces.

Mo Yong-woo, who looked at Yeon Ho-jeong’s face for a moment, asked as if asking.

“Is Seongcheon-level coming?”

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“That is unknown. However, if they are leisurely as much as they are, it means that a master of at least Seongcheon level or a large army that can handle Seongcheon level is coming.”

“Then it’s the former.”

“Why do you think that?”

“The number of enemies we crushed alone exceeds three hundred. “It wasn’t that much originally, but more reinforcements than the Murim Alliance had predicted arrived at every moment.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“No matter how big Soreoeumsa is, there is a limit to the number of troops that can be dispatched to the central plains?”

“I don’t know if it’s a real war. But now they said they did not come to wage war. “It is literally more like a mission to seduce the people with their preachy doctrines.”

“The number is too large for an envoy, but you are right.”

Mo Yong-woo’s eyes deepened.

“In fact, it is difficult to understand that a master of martial arts is coming. The reason they moved to Shanxi was to carry out missionary work in Seongdonggyeokseo. “No matter how much you think about it, it’s too much to think about it.”

“That is the will of Soreoyinsa.”

“will?”

“On the way to Shinmarim, I met the masters of Soreoeumsa Temple. “There was one expert who was a king and one who was inferior to the three armies.”

“…!”

“They said. “The reason they joined hands with the three religions was not only for the sake of the general public, but also to make the fertile land of the Eastern Continent their own home.”

A bloody chill appeared in everyone’s eyes.

“So to speak, they are trying to see and see for themselves which piece of land in the midfield is right for them. And we will send Mugeuksu there to solidify our will.”

“Huh.”

“If you are a non-geuksu of Soreoeumsa, you will most likely be a powerhouse with a high distribution. “He would have been well-versed in the doctrine of Sorei, so considering the current situation, it would not be surprising if he came sooner.”

“…I see.”

“And decisively.”

Wooooow.

The Gwangryongbu draped over Yeonhojeong’s shoulder let out a faint cry.

“While coming here from Shaanxi, I felt an indescribable anxiety at times. That feeling of anxiety felt oddly familiar. “Perhaps there was a coriander moving parallel to the road I took here, not too far away that would blur my senses.”

Mo Yong-woo’s eyes wavered.

“You can feel something like that?”

Yeon Ho-jeong laughed bitterly.

“It’s not easy. The mental energy consumption is also extreme. However, I have learned the ability to embody and see what I want. Of course, it doesn’t always work.”

It is the power of top battle.

He reached a higher level than before just by talking to his teacher, and went through a development of pure enlightenment rather than an actual rise to the level of martial arts.

I still don’t know what the principle is, but just like when my teacher felt his yellow dragon, my sense of the masters playing along the same line has become as sharp as a needle.

Those who transcend everything and handle natural energy with ease. If we limit it to those people, they can perceive it through the harmony of divine energy even from a certain distance.

However, if I lost concentration or felt dizzy even just a little, I would immediately lose energy.

A martial art that provides absolute ability but can also vary from moment to moment depending on the individual’s capabilities.

That was Hwangryongshinwanggong.

“I will catch the super expert who is too difficult to handle, so you can fight your own battle.”

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