Chapter 120 Me

Chapter 120 Me?

-That’s me.
Chulhuen gently touched his forehead with one hand as he recalled the last thing the woman in his dream had said.
“That’s weird.
What the heck is this memory.
It is clear that the memories are not those of the original body’s owner.
One.
It’s just too unfamiliar to be my memory of a shinigami.
From the time he first opened his eyes to himself to the time of his last owner, Sa Gongyun, he had never seen anything like that dream.
Even then, it was the memory of a man, not a sword.
This made the dream even more incomprehensible.
Odd.
Blurry words from a dream I’d had earlier flashed through my mind.
-You’ve become a sword after all. You wanted it so badly…….
I couldn’t even guess the gender of the voice I heard in the final moments of that dream.
One.
It struck me that it sounded very similar to the voice of the woman in my dream today.
Something about the accent.
The next thought that popped into my head was.
“Wait, is this a memory of the person who created me?
It was unclear who actually created the Martial Sword.
The first time he awakened to his true self as Carl, there was nothing special about it.
It was just an isolated cave.
The place where he first found himself, before the honorific name of Wushin Sword was born.
I was trapped there, alone, for almost three years.
Since I couldn’t move at will like a human, all I could do was think and think and think as I watched the day and night cross over the mouth of the cave.
Why am I here? Who made it? Why was it abandoned in a remote cave?
In the course of time, a human being stepped into the cave for the first time, and was taken by the hand and brought out into the world.
It was the moment the first owner of a Martial Arts sword was born.
Tianma.
The pioneer of the Nine Heavens and the only recorded deity of the Mado Martial Arts.
That series of hours spent with Tianma was my first memory as a Martial Artist.
One.
I wondered if this dream today, if it was a fragment of a memory from an earlier time, was connected to …… and its unknown creator.
For example, he was able to imbue a sword with spirit and salt, a sort of arcane skill.
The one thing that was certain, left and right, was that it was definitely not the original owner of this body, let alone one of the many memories he had accumulated over his thousand years as a Martial Spirit Sword.
“That’s it. Let’s leave the unknowns behind and get to work.
Just as Chulleuhyun stretched and yawned to clear his mind, he heard the muffled sound of a new voice from beyond the door.
I think that’s a sign that you’re in a good mood.
squeaky-clean
Cheolle Liuhyeon pushed open the old door of the hermitage and stepped outside to find Xin Feng lying in a relaxed position in a weedy yard, a large tiger pinned to his side.
“Very catty.”
The tiger flicked its pink tongue and licked eagerly at Xin Feng’s fur.
It’s like pandering to something stronger than you.
Apparently, it was lured in by scent, but was overwhelmed by the immense power of the spirit-class Divine Wind.
“Let’s go.”
At the same time as Chu Liuhui’s short words, Xin Feng sprang to his feet, and the startled tiger trotted off into the forest beyond.
Poof.
One root of ginseng placed on the floor.
Coldly lowering his head, Xin Feng quickly chewed it and swallowed it, his ears wagging slightly in satisfaction.
“Hey, it’s good that you’re eating less now that you’ve achieved the Three Chapters.”
Chu Liuhui smirked, and his eyes swept across the view of the bend centered on the hermitage.
‘Hmmm. That was it, I guess.’
Finding his destination, he sprang to his feet and leapt into the saddle of his horse.
A fresh wind blew a white stream of air upward.
This means you’re ready to hit the road.
“Come on, let’s go on a rampage.”
Responding to Chul Ryuhon’s muffled voice at the reins, Xinfeng broke into a run and slammed into the ground. The steed galloped fiercely down the steep mountain pass toward the danyue beyond.
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-!
A manipulative momentum that shakes the mountainous vegetation.
Next.
With the iron currents at his back, Xinfeng sped across the rocky, tree-covered ridge with no clear path.
Urrrr…… Urrrr……
The stones shattered and the dirt rose high before the mighty power of the unseen horse’s hooves.
It gets steeper and steeper.
However, Xin Feng gathered all his strength as if nothing was wrong and leaped with a bang, compressing the space.
The noise and vibration startled all sorts of mountain beasts, who scattered and fled in a panic.
Finally, Chulryuhyun reached the top of the cliff-like mountain and tugged on the reins.
“Whoa.”
Where the new winds stopped, a stone pagoda of unknown origin stood with its back to the wall-like rock.
The iron tracks that crunched across the ground trudged to the back of the stone tower and began digging into the soil with the tip of his scabbard.
Pooh, pooh, pooh-ooh
After a while, I noticed something at the bottom of the pan pit, a little deeper.
Chulhuen immediately reached out and snatched it away.
It was a scabbard-shaped object made of polished jade stone with a bluish tinge, like the leaves of a tree.
It was about this long, and its color, shape, and appearance made it obvious that it was valuable.
‘I’ve buried this here, so it’s no wonder that Hyungsanpa is as blind as a blind man…….’
The scabbard was made of light green precious gemstones, and the scabbard’s decoration was the Longmoon Spirit Sect’s long-lost sigil.
It was the fault of the wielder of the Martial Sword that the greatest symbol of his authority was buried in these remote mountains.
Sword Forest Beast Spirit Armor.
Sixty years ago, as a swordsman of the highest rank within the Sect, he was known for his mischievous antics, relying solely on the power of his own strength.
At the time, Zhang Wenyi of the Hyungsan School was one of the victims.
One day, the two masters were given a high-profile job.
The result is the defeat of the Xing Shan Sect’s Zhang Ming.
However, the Sword Forest Behemoth wasn’t satisfied with the glory of victory, and stole his Longmoon Command.
The group was stunned.
That’s why Yeongam fled to another province, leaving behind only the word that he had hidden the Jangmun Commandery in his home.
I wonder if it was to punish such a vicious prankster.
Soon afterward, Young-am was confronted by a young master of the Jeong sect and fought to the death.
The new owner of the Martial Sword was none other than the Ascended Sword Dragon, Fahon.
With the unexpected death of Youngam, the whereabouts of the Longmoon Sect’s headquarters have been a mystery.
Perhaps if the Martial Spirit Sword, or the Iron Liuhua, had not come here, it would have never left the world.
“I found the Long March.”
Chulhuen continued to stare at the peak on the other side.
At first glance, the mountain’s four sides are very steep and seemingly impossible to climb.
I wonder what else is in there.
Before he knew it, he was on Xinfeng’s back, gripping the reins tightly as he pounded the stallion.
“Okay, now let’s go to the birch colony on the peak over there. Let’s see how many we can find this time.”
Whitebark cedar colonies.
It’s something you’d be surprised to hear anyone else say.
Bam-!
Kicking the floor, Xin Feng leaped up and quickly plummeted to the ground below, as if he were a freshman caught in a cloud.
* * *
Formulas.
It is the most famous mountain in the Honam region with a solemn mountain setting and quaint mountain peaks.
Each of the seventy-two peaks has a spectacular view, and it is here that the prestigious Zhengfa martial arts sect, the Hyungshan School, is based.
Therefore, the fame of Mount Hsingshan was indeed worthy to be ranked above all the mountains in the land.
Around noon.
The streets of Anling, a medium-sized city facing Hsingshan, were currently choked with people.
The name value of the spectacular formations attracted tourists from all over the world.
By the way.
Bam!
The door of a carriage house on one side of the busy street crashed open and six unattended men with swords stepped out.
Young swordsmen in brown robes.
Ye’s sixth brother was the martial master of the Falling Star Sword Gate, a faction of the Sect of the Sect of the Sect of the Sect of the Sect of the Sect of the Sect of the Sect of the Sect.
The starburst-like symbol embroidered on the left side of each of their chest pecs is a testament to that fact.
The size of the Naksung Gate, which bisects the Anneung area along with the Hyungsan sect, one of the old Daedang sect, is comparable to the ten fingers of Amyeongjeon in the entire Honam region.
Then the young man at the head of the group, looking toward the audience, shouted sharply.
“Come out, I want to see how spicy your hands are!”
Immediately afterward, three swordsmen in their twenties, dressed in white robes, opened the door to the passenger carriage and came to a halt in front of the group.
The three of them were Mundo of the Hyung San School.
It’s easy to tell by the three characters embroidered across his left chest: Nanyue Sword.
Hyungsan belonged to the south of the five acts of Kang Ho.
That’s why the three characters of the Namak sword have been used as the symbol of the Hyungsan sect since the first investigation.
“Are you trying to pick a fight with me again?”
The calmly questioning young man from the Shuangshan Sect, Wen Dao, is actually Gong Yue, a disciple of the second generation.
And.
The man in his twenties who raised his voice was the late indexer Chasarok of Munjung.
It didn’t take long for this to happen.
The geographical proximity of the Hyeongsan sect and the Naksung gate, which bisects the tomb area, led to frequent quarrels.
In fact, the two Mumuns tended to tolerate most fights, as long as they didn’t go too far.
Chasarok immediately giggled.
“Why, are you scared?”
Gong Yue quirked one eyebrow and said, “You’re right.
“Let’s avoid unnecessary disputes. How long will this go on?”
“Until you’re in the street.” Yeah, I’m the one who started the fight. So, what do you want me to do?”
“……!”
“Hu, you want to run away, be my guest. Whenever a tiger shows up, the dog tucks its tail and leaves. What’s new?”
Chassarok’s behavior was arrogant.
However, Gong Yue and others were unable to draw their swords.
The head-to-head difference aside, the disparity in the number of votes was greater.
Because.
Chae Sa-rok was a first-class martial artist, comparable to the famous Ammyeongjeon’s Amgumhyang Munbin.
Gong Yue, on the other hand, is not yet at that level.
However, as a disciple of the Shuangshan Sect, it was absolutely unacceptable for Ming to stand by and listen to such insults.
Chasarok draws his sword and chuckles again.
“Oooh, aren’t you running away, Foot. Come on, let’s have a fight. I’ll make you piss yourself and run away.”
“You’re talking too much!”
Gong Yue immediately drew his sword and quickly charged forward, aiming for Chasarok’s front.
Right hand reaching out and right foot stepping forward with knee bent.
This is a frontal thrust stance characteristic of the Hyung Sanpa.
Tsk-!
With a bang.
“Boom!”
Gong Yue groaned and retreated, dragging the ground behind her as she slid backward.
He was no match for the swiftness of Chasarok’s swordsmanship.
The shame of the molestation was compounded by the attention of a man on the street.
“Here, do it again. I’ll concede about ten times.”
As Chasarok sneered, his sword slung over one shoulder, a man in bamboo robes slithered up beside him.
“Huh?
As soon as Chasarok, Gong Yue, and the others showed puzzled expressions, the stranger spoke in an indifferent voice.
“How dare you disrespect the Brotherhood?”
“What are you?”
“Me?”
Simultaneously with the half-question of the dying man.
Pfft !
“Ouch!”
With a scream, Chasarok’s new model bounced backward, slamming into the wall of a storefront building.
And then.
Shake.
I fell helplessly to the ground and blacked out.
“Ugh!
The moment when the Naxxung Patrol and Hyungsanpa are stunned.
Bamboo man…… No, bamboo man,” the gravelly voice continued.
“He is a disciple of the Brotherhood.”
Gong Yue and the others stared at him with narrowed eyes.
No, you’re…… who?
I’m not sure I’ve ever heard of a geneticist who can knock out Chae Sa-Rok with a single blow…… before.
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 121 (121 of 552)