Chapter 124 It’s a Big Deal

Chapter 124 It's a Big Deal

The Heavenly Martial Master’s gaze sank deeply.
He wants to go to Geumjeok and gain enlightenment, and he is confident of success…… The confidence of such a man is questionable.
“Iron gates, they didn’t designate that place as a forbidden zone for nothing.”
It meant that if he was going to take such a risk to revitalize the White Screening Gate to promote his own martial meteoric rise, he should quit.
Impatience never helps, and Chunmoo Dojo knows that better than anyone.
Chul’s confident words weren’t all hype.
This is because there is a strong precedent for going to the temple and gaining enlightenment over the years.
The closest example is Tae Myung Jin-in, a master of the Tendai Dojo.
Forty years ago, he entered the Yue’s bloodstream and spent about a day in zazen practice, reaching the beginning of one of the ascending levels of the Taoist path, called the Sun-Moon Combination.
However.
T’ien Ch’ien was able to achieve such a result because of his extraordinary elemental qualities, which is virtually impossible for other Taoists.
Unless you’re at least a longshot, or have built up to something close to that level of power, it’s just plain reckless to set foot in there.
It’s a muddy river…….
Chunmoo Dojo was skeptical.
Earlier, he said he had defeated Gulmahun, the White Four-headed Sword, but didn’t elaborate on the fight.
This made it difficult to pinpoint exactly what was going on.
There was nothing special about the place in front of him.
I nudged myself, but nothing seemed to click.
Just like a bumbo.
A martial artist who possesses the Ritualist skill can sense their aura.
‘Perhaps he’s hiding some power I don’t know about, but even if he’s got a white two-headed sword and a whistle, it’s not enough to get him into that perilous golden circle…….
It was a no-brainer.
Even Bai Yue, one of Moon Zhong’s top disciples and one of the enemies under him, is stronger than the dead Gulmahun, but he hasn’t even been able to go to the prison yet.
Chen Mu Dao spoke in a calm voice, as if soothing a child.
“The Iron Gate, a martial art of the Zheng Sect, is qualitatively different from the magical arts that can be cultivated by attributes, or even some of the four arts. Even if your growth is slow, you still have to climb step by step, step by step, so that you don’t fall behind. I’m sure you know that. …….”
And Chulleuhyeon replied, “I’m not going to tell you.
“I’d like you to trust me for once, even if it means being fooled, and I’ll take full responsibility on my own doorstep, whatever the consequences.”
“Heh…….”
The Heavenly Dojo let out a muffled sound.
I can see the determination in that emotionless face.
A hand strokes the ashen beard that falls across his chest.
It’s a troubled response.
He straightened up and spoke.
“Vindo was within that golden circle some twenty years ago. And he came to a great realization, which is why he has been given the pompous title of the Five Great Days.”
It’s often said that the top two martial artists in the Honam Five Masters are a notch above the other three, and one of them was the Baiyun Swordmaster.
Matched.
The time when he stepped into the secret station beneath the adult peak, and the time when the fame of the Tianmu Dojo rose.
“I see.”
A sea of iron currents, you guessed it.
After taking a sip of his tea, Chen Mu Daojie spoke with a meaningful look in his eyes.
“It was only twenty steps. I couldn’t go any deeper.”
“Yes, that’s how risky it is.”
“That’s right. The chaos within it meant that even this frequency was too much for him to handle. Even now, at seventy-seven years of age.”
“That’s fine. I’d like to give it a try.”
“Hu…… Well, it appears that the Iron Lord’s will is firmly in place, and I can no longer resist. I’ll allow you to enter as an ex officio member of the Jiangnan.”
“Thank you.”
“Well, I have a few requirements that I hope you’ll keep in mind. First and foremost, you’ll need to be a frequent companion. We’ll talk about the rest of the details later.”
“Yes, gladly.”
“We have to have a nominal internal meeting anyway, so go to the guest house and make yourself comfortable.”
“I see.”
“Aren’t you glad that you’ve achieved what you want to……?”
“I’m glad.”
Ironclad’s short answer.
The face doesn’t match the words.
Seeing that, Chen Mu Dojo stuck out his tongue.
“It’s funny how you can be so expressionless, because you can’t tell how you’re feeling from the outside…….”
“The eyes are smiling.”
Chen Mu Dao stared into his eyes.
“…….”
Oh, that’s a smiley face?
I see.
I didn’t know that.
But I don’t know why it feels like it’s a bad thing.
Maybe I’m not good enough yet.
Chisel, you can’t even read a young man’s eyes properly…….
* * *
A boudoir in the east wing of the building within the Hyungsan Temple.
When Master Tianmu summoned all of my executioners and asked for their opinions on the banning of the Iron Liu Clan, the response was unexpected.
“I agree.”
“Yes, me too.”
“Only if there’s a long sentence of death to go with it…… is there much to worry about?”
“Since you’re the benefactor of this inquiry and the return of my precious lordship, it’s only fair to grant your wishes.”
“Sure, sure.”
“Of course, the iron gate will fail, but it can’t hurt to try it once.”
“That’s right, why not use that as a foundation to grow into a better drone?”
“For some reason, I have a hunch you’re a lot more talented than you’re being told, Heh.”
“Often it’s a hidden description.”
“That’s right, that’s right, I was stunned when I heard Gong Yue’s words earlier. No, I never thought I would have been able to defeat that arrogant Yun Sheng Sword with a single punch…….”
“And you tricked him by telling him you were a secret protégé of the main inquiry. Uh-huh.”
“Yeah, that story made my day.”
“Since Iron Gate says to keep it low-key, let’s just let them think we’re our vassals.”
“Amyo, amyo, you’ve always been a nuisance at the door.”
“You used a cold sword method that this door officially sells, not some other sword method, and you got yourself in trouble for it, so you’re not exactly a disciple.”
“Long sentence of death, I wholeheartedly support the iron gate.”
As such, Yun Hai Gong Tianquan and other executioners said yes without any objections.
Chen Mu Dojo, who was listening, had a puzzled look on his face.
“How come…… everyone seems to be actively favoring iron gates?”
At that, the treasurer of the Silver Pavilion, Guanzhou Tianhyeon, nodded and smiled.
“Hoot. Yeah, we can’t help but play favorites.”
“What does that mean?”
Chun Hyun’s question is answered by Master Chen Mu.
“No, didn’t the iron gate tell you that?”
“What?”
“Wow, the long sentence of death, you really don’t know about it? Ho, ho, this is the Iron Gate’s manliness again. I can’t believe I didn’t tell you about it…… I would have bragged about it.”
Soon afterward, Eunuch Tianxuan made a gesture, and one of the other four brothers came back with a small wooden box.
“What is that?”
Before Chen Mu Dao could finish his sentence, Yue Yi lifted the lid of the wooden box and stood up.
“Look at this, ten roots of your precious elixir, white ginseng.”
“Hundred years of sesame……! Then how can it be that iron doorposts……?”
Chen Wujiang’s eyes widened, and across the conference table, the Silver Peace Pavilion Lord Chen Hyun answered for him.
“Yes, that’s right. Zhang Wenxing. I’ve compared it to the Martial Spiritual Medicine Book and confirmed that it’s perfectly authentic, not only in scent but also in color and shape. According to Iron Wenzhou, he was lucky enough to find a colony of Hundred Year Snow Ginseng and brought it with him. It’s a gift to commemorate the restoration of relations.”
“……!”
When Chen Mu Dojo opened his mouth in disbelief, Chun Hyun tilted his head and shouted.
“ Hahaha ! Iron Moon Joo word like that “This is awesome , this is awesome !”
* * *
“Great…… is awesome!”
The Hong Mausoleum’s top master, Hui Buyong, let out a sharp voice.
The other fifty or so members of the convoy, each with their own gasps of disbelief.
“Oh my God!”
“Wow!”
“How much is all that!”
Ye Unrang’s reaction was no different.
“Whew, this is amazing to see with my own two eyes!
It was now a secret storeroom in a mountain cave, with about five hundred fairly large lumps of molten iron inside.
He was right.
Suddenly, my mind flashed back to a conversation I had with him when I was at the White House checkpoint.
-You don’t need a sword made of iron unless it’s at least as strong as yours, so I’m planning to give everyone in Mundo a sword made of iron. They’re good enough for temporary use.
-Minimum…… temporary……?
Ye Yunlang muttered to himself.
‘You said we should be satisfied with unicorn iron until we get the red auriferous iron, but now we’re going to get the real thing, the ten-thousand-year iron and the kimberlite iron.
I wondered what was going on in Chul Ryuhyeon’s head.
But how much information and secrets are in there…….
Meanwhile.
Excited to the point of blushing, Huibu Yong gripped the torch in his hand.
‘Ten thousand, twenty thousand…… three, four, five thousand…… a hundred thousand, ah, crazy!’
It’s like an abacus in your head shattering with a bang, sending countless eggs flying in all directions.
This is a bit of a math nightmare.
Apparently, that’s enough to make three or four hundred swords.
Hee-Bu-Yong crossed himself and shouted in frustration.
“Oh, I want to remarry, iron gatekeeper, can’t you have me!”
A few of the troopers in the vicinity freak out.
“Oh, dear, dear, dear Lord, please send me to ……!”
“You’re not even divorced yet, what the……!”
She sighed and grumbled in a low voice.
“Ugh, that’s my octuplets, that’s why I have to meet the good guys, although if I knew that in advance, I’d be a shaman.”
He gestured quickly.
“Come on, come on, load it up!”
“Yes!”
“Later, when I’m in town, I’m going to give you a good beating, so get it over with!”
At the same time, the cheering group began to move and load the railroad cars in unison.
Hee Bu Yong looked at the scene and drew a picture of a person’s face in his head.
“Pig, you’re done for!
It was the face of the top dog, Choi Tan.
I already have a plan for what’s next.
Iron Streamers.
All they had to do was do as he said.
* * *
Per object within a tangible wave.
Chullehorn perched on the sill of the wide-open window and stared out at the landscape.
In the distance, you’ll see a cloudy peak in the distance.
His eyes, which had been locked on hers for a long moment, seemed to glow.
‘Huh. Anyway, the bloodsucker made something pretty useful, though neither I nor he saw it coming.’
I did.
The origin of the golden station on the Saint Peak was none other than a blood god from two hundred years ago, who was recorded as a godless sword wielder and an unparalleledly powerful demon alongside the Heavenly Horse.
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 125 (125 of 552)