Chapter 38 What is it

Chapter 38 What is it?

In a dream.
The Iron Liu Hsin, no…… Martial Sword, was there as the weapon of the Four Gongyuns who had traveled back in time half a decade to face Nangyin.
It was a meeting in the middle of a deserted forest road under a sky of puffy clouds.
Sa Gongyun was heading to the valley to practice zazen, dressed in plain clothes, when he saw Nangyin opposite him.
He was dressed as a wandering swordsman.
So far so good.
I thought we’d just give each other a quick glance and walk away.
One.
Nangyin suddenly stopped Xinxing at a distance of about three zhang.
The gray bloodwind that surrounded him rippled, then fell still, following its master.
At the same time, my surroundings changed.
The freshness of a spring day in March was still there.
However.
The liveliness is gone.
The occasional whispers of nature stopped.
The chirping of birds, the chirping of grasshoppers, even the sound of the wind rustling leaves…….
A heavy silence, out of place in the sunlit forest, engulfed everything.
It was as if the world had come to a standstill.
Sa Gongyun stopped walking abruptly, his gaze fixed straight ahead, and his inner gong was arousing.
A sense of foreboding.
It was an instinctive reaction.
But there was nothing that stood out to me.
The sudden change in his surroundings must have been caused by Nangyin, but his prayers were in vain.
It was impossible to even tell if I had mastered qigong or not.
It was the same with the Shuriken.
It’s a mystical artifact that can sense the aura of another person’s body independently of its wielder, but for some reason, it detected nothing this time.
It was weird.
This was a first.
Instinctive alarm rose like a great wave.
Martial Arts, Flying Sword.
The mystery man’s appearance was difficult to determine.
The wide-brimmed bamboo straws were pressed tightly together, making it hard to see except for the lower canal.
In a strange atmosphere, Sa Gongyun was the first to speak.
“Pleasure to meet you. I’m the gatekeeper of the Hundred Swords Gate.”
He hadn’t made any moves yet, so I greeted him politely.
A moment of silence.
Then a muffled voice slipped from between his lips.
“There you go.”
Shi Gongyun, stunned, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.
It was only then that Nangyin maneuvered his inner gong, nakedly radiating intangible prayers.
Of course, Mu Xin Gum felt it right away.
At that very moment.
Kukung……
The ground trembled once.
Woof……
The atmosphere was also vibrating.
I felt a terrifying sense of pressure in my chest.
His breath catching in his throat, Shi Gongyun forced his hand on the hilt of his sword, drawing on the full power of his Inner Qi.
“Why are you doing this? You don’t want a bimu, do you?”
Instead of answering the question with a change in tone, I was met with a hostile and vicious gesture.
Srrrrung –
The forest sank into a deeper chill as Nangin drew the knife that hung at his side.
An iron sword about four inches long.
The sword’s appearance was quite ordinary.
Like a shuriken.
Hana Nangin’s powerful intangible prayer made even the sword seem extraordinary.
Mu Xin Gum said.
-If you run for your life now, and if you’re lucky, you’ll get away with …….
But there was no way he could hear them, and even if he did, there was no way he could escape.
Mu Xingkai knew its nature all too well.
He was not the kind of man who would turn his back on an enemy with a knife in his hand.
The old saying goes that a soldier should refrain from speaking to those left alone in the room.
It meant that even if no one was watching, I would never do anything I would be ashamed of in my own mind.
Sa Gongwoon said.
A soldier with a sword.
It has always been an organization that encourages justice and discourages injustice.
The “Baek” in Baekbak Gumen signifies the values of the great and fair political faction, and the “Yak” signifies the indomitable spirit that defends the values of decorum with a huge mountain-like sword, and he fit the bill perfectly.
The star sign of the White Moon Swordsman didn’t just happen.
Therefore, without hesitation, Shi Gongyun pulled out the Martial God Sword from its scabbard and infused it with a huge amount of True Qi.
The determination and grit that peeked out from behind the steady eyes.
I wasn’t going to shy away from it.
Nang Yin has already confirmed that he is an enemy by his belligerent stance with drawn sword.
Then.
Shhh.
Nangyin straightened to the side, holding his iron sword.
All of a sudden, a tremendous amount of determination and energy seemed to come together and cover the heavens and earth.
It was superhuman.
Indeed, it was the majesty of the Ten Thousand Angels.
It’s as if an unheralded giant is standing tall and proud in the midst of tens of thousands of fierce beasts baring their fangs and roaring…….
Since he had previously concealed his true power and was able to erase the vitality of Mother Nature in one fell swoop, it was clear that he had reached an unimaginable level of mastery.
If celestial kidneys existed, I thought, they’d probably do that.
Gulp.
Sa Gongyun passed the dry spit.
The skin contracted in extreme tension.
I got goosebumps.
An indescribable shiver ran through my body.
Nang Yin’s simple footwork is so flawless that it’s hard to find a loophole.
My heart was pounding.
It was a loud beat, so loud that Mu Xinxin could feel it immediately.
-Sad. I’m going to change hands again.
And just like that, the Mu Xin Sword sensed the death of its current owner, Sa Gongyun.
The opponent was a force beyond measure.
It was at a point where I wouldn’t be surprised to see it at the top of the pack of losers.
Although it was no match for the Heavenly Horse, Sword Emperor, Four Emperors, Wireless, and Blood God, it was no match for the power of the Four Gongyun.
sassat-.
Nangin advanced.
It was a quick ride that seemed to last forever.
Gritting his teeth, Shi Gongyun cast the polarizing power of the Chalkblack Crystallization, a cutting evil.
ꡬ림-!
The pressure of the sword wind and the power of the sword qi combine to create a thrust that feels like a mountainous mountain rushing at you.
Kahaang-!
Blade clashed with blade.
“Boom!”
Letting out a short groan, Shi Gongyun was sent flying backwards twenty paces.
In one fell swoop, he sustained an internal wound that depleted the blood in his veins.
The sword qi that Shi Gongyun had applied to the blade with his polarized energy was too insignificant compared to Nang Yin’s.
It was literally nothing but crumbs of sword power.
It was supposed to be a death by a thousand cuts.
One lived.
He was wounded, but survived.
The reason was simple.
That’s why Nang Yin had just channeled most of his raw sword power into the Martial Sword.
Otherwise, he would have ruptured his entire chest, not just his heart, and died instantly.
Then suddenly.
tweet……!
A crack has formed in the body of the Martial Spirit Sword.
It was an invincible, unstoppable blade protected by a massive divinity.
It was a feat that no Bo Sword, Ming Sword, or even recruit had ever accomplished before.
Does Nang Yin’s power surpass that of the Heavenly Horse, Sword Master, Saber Emperor, Wireless, and Blood God in their prime, or is the ordinary iron sword in his hand a recruit of the Supreme Court?
At this point, there was no way to know for sure.
Nangyin’s iron sword struck again.
Gong Yun fought back with a second, more powerful evil spirit.
A crossing charge, like a mountain guardian spirit wielding a sword shrouded in white mist.
A white sword qi resembling a spearhead was unleashed in an epic fashion along the trajectory of the blade.
Bang!
The metallic explosion is scary.
Walkman.
Shi Gongyun coughed up blood and retreated a long distance.
Tweet, tweet……!
The ugly crackle of gold once again etched itself into the body of the Martial Sword.
Without even having time to correct his shaken qi, Shi Gongyun cast his third cutting weapon.
The white sword qi sliced straight through the air, like a mountain shaking with fury.
However.
Kakang-!
Nangyin’s simple swordplay was overwhelming in its power.
If Gong Yun’s sword herbs were mountains, his sword herbs were mountain ranges.
It was different.
“Boom!”
The fiery-blooded Shi Gongyun slammed into the boulder behind him, sending him tumbling to the ground.
Or not.
tweet……!
More cracks have been spawned on the body of the Martial Spirit Sword.
The knife was no longer a knife at all.
Just as Shi Gongyun was barely able to raise himself up on one knee, Nang Yin appeared in front of him and thrust out an iron sword of excellence.
The Martial Sword foretold my futile end.
It was inevitable.
The energy contained in the iron sword falling vertically was indescribable.
It was transcendent sword power.
A sheep with all the energies of heaven and earth in one body.
Oh my gosh – Kwachahaaang !
The Martial Divine Sword, which Shi Gongyun had struck forcefully above his head with his maximum internal force, shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions.
Hoo-doo-doo, hoo-doo-doo, hoo-doo……
Shards falling like countless raindrops onto the dirt floor.
A tremendous shock ripped through Mu Xinxin’s mind.
I felt like a small animal trampled under the huge feet of some god who had descended to earth.
“ha…… ha…….”
Sa Gongyun let out an inaudible gasp as he dropped his head, helpless.
But.
Clack!
With an eerie sound, its breathing stopped.
tuck-.
Mu Xinblade realized that while he was still unconscious, Shi Gongyun’s head had been severed.
“A sword that has never been seen before in history.”
It was a lover’s murmur that sounded like a love letter.
Mu Xinxin finally realized for sure.
Nangyin’s purpose was not to take Gongyun’s life in the first place, but to destroy him at the pinnacle of his recruitment.
jerky……
The footsteps of a romantic fading into the distance.
-Yes, this is what…… death is.
Soon, darkness fell.
What it is.
It’s obviously a dream, but I feel trapped in it again.
Then.
-You’ve become a sword after all. You wanted it so badly…….
An unrecognizable voice spoke from the darkness.
* * *
Flash.
Opening his eyes, Chu Liuhui stared at the ceiling for a moment before turning his head to the side.
Sunlight streaming through a window.
The next morning dawned.
That’s right, it was just a dream.
But a muffled voice at the end left a lasting impression.
“What was that?
It was the first I’d heard of it.
A very strange voice, whose gender and age I couldn’t guess…… It was more fuzzy because it was a dream.
At least it wasn’t a memory at the time.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, somewhere in the depths of my memories, I’m sure.
‘I don’t think you’re the one who connected with me…….’
For some reason, it sticks with me, and I find myself rummaging through my memory.
A shadowy figure creeps through the doorway, accompanied by mysterious footsteps.
“Did you cough?”
It was a collaborative play.
Cheolle replied, throwing off the covers and getting up to gather his clothes.
“Come in.”
Then, the troupe opened the lattice doors left and right and stepped in.
“You’re up a little late today.”
“Ah, for dreaming deeply of a bad dream.”
Chul Ryu Hyeon’s nonchalant reply drew the gaze of the cohort to the table beside the bed.
Or, more accurately, the booklet on top of it.
“As you can see, we’re done.”
“Ah……!”
“You can read it for a minute.”
“But…….”
“You’re going to have to learn to be a cadre anyway.”
“Yes?”
“Not if you don’t want to.”
Afraid to let Chul Ryuhon’s words end, Kyo Moo-gak coldly picked up the booklet and flipped through it.
One sheet, then another.
Kyo Moo Kak soon exclaimed with excitement.
“My goodness……! Just the first meal in the front of the book is not at all unreasonable to be called a first-class swordsmanship! You are truly amazing! How could you do this overnight…….”
“Now, go get ready for the firing. We’ve got a lot of other things to take care of today, including laying the foundation for the resurrection of the Band, securing a large amount of rare minerals, breaking into the coffin, and preparing to beat the crap out of those pumpkin pickers with our back teeth.”
Such an iron currents muttered to himself.
“We need to bring in a reliable intelligence gathering organization. If we’re going to find out what happened to Nangin.
Meanwhile, Kyo Moo-gak replied with a bright smile.
“Yes, my lord!”
I’m not sure what’s what because it’s a mix of things I’m not familiar with, but I’ve already put my doubts aside…….
Trust, that’s all that matters.
The two eyes of the troupe let out a soundless cry.
You iron gatekeeper, just do whatever you want!
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