The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 105

As the wild rush of energy spread in all directions, the dangga dancers, who had stepped down, instinctively grabbed the weapon’s handle and swallowed their saliva.

In its appearance, Tang Se-ryeong used the four-tong Palto, the foundation of the Tang family’s airworthiness method.

I chose the sea breath.

It passes the flag to four places and discharges the tableware to eight places.

“Whoo…”

The congestion of being beaten by Jinmu subsides and clears your head.

Like this.

Dang Se-ryeong, who put out one foot like a Jinmu, took a unique posture. Samyangsu, the gold Nasu and defense law of Danga, extended both hands and alternately.

And the eyes of Dang Se-ryeong, who raised his energy extremely, were colored gold. Above all, to lose the memory.

The important thing was how to look.

Only when you can see where the thousands of memorization you have flown can you get a real vision of the party.

Another vision method of Dangga, Hwangan, was created in this way.

No matter how fast it was, it couldn’t be faster than memorizing.

Of course, watching may not stop all of them. It was because the body could not keep up with the speed of judgment.

But that was the only way.

Be sure to see it, and block it.

Tang Se-ryeong intended to make Jinmu a muster.

Because I liked it.

“Wow!”

At the same time as the cry of Dang Se-ryeong, who is ready, Jin-mu’s back foot pushes the ground with strength.

School excursion!

The rising mound of dirt was visible and the new shape of Jinmu began to move.

“Bba, it’s fast!”

I didn’t expect it to be faster than memorizing. The new version of Jinmu, which should be seen, became blurred, and in an instant, his appearance came to the front of the ruling party.

It seemed vague, but there was no room for reaction.

Damn it.

I didn’t even lift a hand yet.

Dang Se-ryeong’s face turned black and spread Samyangsu toward Jinmu’s fist, which flew as hard as possible.

But before both hands could move by grabbed him by the wrist.

Whoo!

Jinmu’s fist stuck through her abdomen.

“Cough!”

It was breathtaking. The ruling party clenched its teeth.

The stinging pain spread throughout the body in an instant. It was just not enough to hold out.

As soon as I close my eyes, I felt a strong sense of poison.

I can’t lose!’

The party’s order has gone to its full strength.

I managed to endure the shaking of my legs and stood up straight.

I couldn’t stop it or avoid it, but if I could hold on,

Jinmu was surprised to see it.

What the hell is this… what kind of woman is this good in a mill house?

I relaxed a little at the last minute just in case I died, but the hard-fought Cheongwoo was also a powerful blow to the point where I fell.

But I held out.

Dang Se-ryeong smiled with his eyes wide open

“I won, didn’t I?”

I think I’m going to faint right away

“Ji…”

“You… you… you… you were a woman of your own accord.”

Dang Se-ryeong smiled faintly and fell forward without finishing his words.

“Miss!”

From the face to the ground, the warriors of the Dangga smoked thick flesh and surrounded Jinmu.

“Hey! How dare you!” Hey, you’re in trouble. You all heard it.

Jinmu frowned and stared at the warriors surrounding him

“Stop!”

Along with the old castle, a group of characters came down from the wall like falling.

Jinmu turned his head toward them jumping off the wall and fixed his eyes on one of them.

“Justification?”

It must have been him.

It was a presence that overwhelmed the audience just by appearing, as it was the king of Sacheon, one of the seven provinces of political affairs, and had commanded the world with 10,000 reflections.

The steps taken to the ground were light, but the weight weighed on the world. The fluttering hem subsides, and the party with the back hands looks around with a noble expression.

No people could raise their heads in front of the unique dignity of those in absolute positions.

“I meet the great masters and elders!”

Numerous voices rang together and the shaman of the Dangga fell to the ground and bowed their heads.

With a strong sense of power, his eyes turned around and turned to Jinmu. People used to greet each other in the past, but now they have no choice but to greet first.

“I see the owner of this house.”

“It’s fair.”

It was just a word, but I was frustrated that the air around me couldn’t turn heavy because the weight of the nameIt made me feel it.

‘Darkness. Still the same.’

As was the case with Mufengyang Fire and Kendo, the huge presence of the party came as if weighing down the real dance.

“Who are you? What are you doing in this house?”

“I came to ask you for a moment, but you didn’t open the door, so I was on my way home.”

“I was on my way home.”

“Yes.”

“How should I understand the current situation?”

Jinmu frowned at the low spitting words.

At first glance, he seemed to know the whole story. He must have asked knowingly.

“I just accepted to pick a fight first.”

Jinmu’s answer frowned upon the party.

Why are you so confident?

Even if you were to pick a fight first, isn’t your daughter a vulnerable woman?

No matter how much he wanted to get scolded, how could a man beat his daughter mercilessly?

“You picked a fight first? Did you know that the only thing you faced was my daughter?”

It was a daughter.

It’s powerful, damn old man.

It was assumed that the status would not be low, but I never thought the 70-year-old man would have a daughter of the terms and conditions.

By the way, seeing that her daughter was beaten up, this bad-tempered person can’t be let go.

But it’s that

“Just because you’re a daughter of a dark yellow doesn’t excuse your rudeness to others.”

“What? How dare you teach me in this Sichuan, at the gate of the Dangah?”

The party looked at Jinmu with disapproving eyes.

Even the party knew that Jinmu’s words were not wrong.

But I can’t stand it because my eyes are sour.

Naturally, the shaman and her daughter are answering the topic of beating at the front door of her house.

Isn’t the atmosphere shaking heavily already with the momentum he’s starting to spout?

At a glance, he must have been trying to dampen his spirits by pressing himself.

Moreover, the distribution in Murim is low, so it is worth lowering its head, but Jinmu did not want to.

Bad personality is sticking out its head again.

Why don’t you just play a round? The irritated Jin-moo stared at the party and pulled up Yookyang Shin-gong.

(Sound “Cough”)

The atmosphere roared as their bets began to clash.

Oh, look at this guy.’

For a moment, the eyes of the party were startled.

Are you pushing me?

A young shaman, who was just over the terms and conditions, was taking his place in the Danggeum forest, pushing back his momentum as he walked on the absolute path.

He’s the one who made his daughter like that, so you tried to take a break?

Are you trying to beat yourself now? You’re looking for a break, right?

“Where?”

The party leader raised his hand and then got off.

Go, goo go.

The energy of the party, which Jinmu had barely pushed out, is concentrated in one place, adding weight.

As the power spread in all directions was concentrated, I felt pressure as if a huge mountain was being crushed.

“Damn it.”

Jinmu clenched his teeth and raised the bet of Danjeon to the limit.

However, the level of Jinmu has yet to overcome the party’s power. I’m holding out, but my feet are getting stuck in the ground. I felt like I was going to break down.

“What the hell! What do you mean you live off of such good things?

Jinmu clenched his teeth and did his best to the extent that his dark muscles were revealed around his chin.

The gap was evident even in the same river.

“Damn it! If this happens!”

In any case, it was impossible to win the party by fighting in history.

It doesn’t fit my personality, but I couldn’t stop it like this, so I had no choice but to spill

a shaman’s taecheongsans

It prevents attacks but sometimes distracts the enemy’s spirits.

As Jinmu’s hand rotated in a strange circle, the momentum of the party, which had been concentrated in one place, was disturbed.

Jin-moo, who has become more comfortable, frowns slightly as he stretches his chest while choosing his breath.

“Do?”

It certainly was.

The refreshing feeling that flows between them after scattering his energy was a good thing to learn in Doga.

“Hahaha!”

His energy disappeared at once with a sudden burst of laughter.

“That’s amazing!”

The party smiled and looked at Jinmu.

“Which student are you?”

“……?”

“It must be a name that’s not light enough to shake off my bet.”

Just a moment ago, he used his sixty-fifty craft to pressure the jinmu.

But this guy didn’t have enough to endure, so he even spilled it.

He’s a pretty useful guy.

I thought this much was worth the guts.

His resentment for turning his daughter into a gonjuk was not resolved, but his curiosity about Jinmu overtook him.

“It’s a shaman’s true dance.”

“The shaman’s… Jinmu?”

When the party heard the name, he thought for a while and looked surprised.

The same was true of the elders of the party.

There was only one person in everyone’s head.

No matter how far away the story is, the party’s leaders could not have heard rumors about the man whom the shaman prosecutor in his day named.

Also, there was no need to confirm what he heard through his mouth.

At the age of the terms and conditions, the shaman’s disciple who can compete with the spirit of the dark yellow party with a high purity election will be the only shaman’s sword.

“Oh, my God! This was rude to the shaman of the time. Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”

Jinmu opened his eyes dimly and glared at him as he suddenly changed the atmosphere.

How can you pretend you didn’t know when this damn old man kept you waiting for three o’clock?

“Hurry up and take Se-ryeong to her residence! Tsk, tsk, why did you pick a fight without properly identifying yourself….”

the momentum carried on his back by his orders

Dangwi, who came up with his tongue kicked at the back of Ryeong, put his arm on Jinmu’s shoulder.

You were trying to tear yourself apart from a little while ago, but you’re pretending to be close.

“Ha ha, this guy. If I had told you in advance, there would have been no controversy. Hahaha!”

I’ll wait for you at three!

“I’m sorry. I guess it’s because there’s a rumor that these days there are some bad guys in Sichuan, and they’ve become nervous.”

“….”

“By the way, when I see you in Sacheon, it can’t be a mission, can it be a marker?”

“Yes.”

“How’s your writer, Myunghyun?”

“…Yeah, well.”

“Come on, get in. Can you just let the guest from my shaman go? It’s late at night, so I’ll give you my reception. Let’s go get some rest for now. Let’s talk about the details tomorrow.”

In any case, Jinmu couldn’t help but apologize because the party came out with a low profile.

“I’m sorry about your daughter. I beat him so hard

“It’s a lot! It was too much.”

“But don’t worry. He’s a tough guy, so he’ll be up in the morning.”

What? I got hit as that Jinmu looked at the party with a quizzical stare.

“Haha, I’m sure his personality will come early in the morning and bother you.”

“What? What?”

“Ha ha. You’ll know when you experience it.”

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