Chapter 165 About opening up

A transparent ripple flashes in Gongxul’s two brilliant eyes, signifying surprise.
Is the power of the Mado clan on the rise?
That means that there are demons infiltrating the land and doing all sorts of covert things.
By the way, …… looks like you were in a hurry.
When he visited his only granddaughter, he didn’t just say hello, he immediately mentioned it.
Woo-yong switched to full-throated speech as people passed by on the street, and his words resumed their natural flow.
“Why else? I just want to see my beautiful only granddaughter’s face. Uh-huh.”
Meanwhile, Yue Bimang, who hadn’t heard the whole story, bowed politely.
“Elder Wu, how are you, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.”
Wu Yong shook his head and gestured.
“Yeah, yeah. It feels like it’s been almost three years.”
And then, with a wry smile, he asked.
“Have you improved your knife skills?”
The smirking bimbo nudged the four-inch-long gourd hanging by my waist.
The Gen Cloud Sword, symbolizing the Great Lord Hyeon Do, the patron saint of the gods.
This gourd is made from the rare mineral hematite.
“Yes, I’m embarrassed to say this, but I’m proud to say that…… is not what it used to be.”
“Hmmm. Now that you put it that way, I’m even more curious.”
Wu Yong had played a friendly game with him about three years ago, which he won after exchanging a few dozen seconds.
That’s why I asked about knife skills.
He is the guardian of his only granddaughter, Lord Gongsul Dan, who is as precious to him as life itself, and the more his martial prowess improves, the more at ease he is.
For Yue Bimeng, the friendly bimu was a major turning point in the life of the Murimen.
Although he was outnumbered and defeated, Wu Yong, a.k.a. Kixil Beanpole, was such an extraordinary master that just holding on for a few tens of seconds was an accomplishment.
The status of an open member, which is a group of strapped people, is divided by the number of knots in the waistband.
It was a so-called open equality.
The division of belt knots ranged from one to nine, with the higher number being the highest, and the eldership having seven.
The Nine, or Nine Seals, can only be possessed by the Ark, which stands at the apex of the opening, and the Eight Seals beneath it are possessed by a very small number of Red Disciples.
In other words, Wu Yong’s status was the highest class, except for the top few.
As such, it was also incredibly powerful, and it became even more famous after the Friendly Fire.
Moreover, Wu Yong himself praised its qualities after sharing it in his hands, so the weight of the star sign of Hyundai Daofather grew more and more.
But will word of mouth be enough to boost the reputation of the Murimins?
No, it doesn’t.
Wu Yong, with his seven circles, was a master of the Northern Dipper, the Thirteen Great Kung Fu of his time, and one of the top five in the opening.
The implications of this are significant.
The Gangho martial arts are broadly categorized into Gangbuk and Gangnam, based on the Changjiang River, which runs the length of the continent.
The base of the opening gunta is the opening of the great road in the Henan region.
It was Kangbuk.
The martial arts of the lands above the Yangtze River have long been of the highest caliber.
In terms of overall size, authority, and power, Gangnam has always been a laggard.
It was inevitable.
If you look at the political factions alone, more than half of the Gudaemun or Seven Great Families were located in the Gangbuk Murim.
The Hanam region in particular was amazing.
It was literally the home of all sorts of famous masters, including Shaolin and Open, as well as a number of other factions and schools.
If someone came out on top and was treated like the best of the best, they were practically a shoo-in to take over the top spot.
The stakes were high.
To put it another way, the fact that Beidougai Wuyong’s strength was ranked among the top five in the open field meant that it was a powerhouse that could be considered superior to the entire Henan region.
It was absurd to dismiss Yue Bimeng’s reputation as a mere word-of-mouth celebrity, as he had been defeated after a few seconds of friendly competition with such a powerful figure.
If I hadn’t been good enough to begin with, I wouldn’t even be considered among the top players in the Hunan region.
As Wu Yong seemed to express curiosity about his sword skills, Yue Biming secretly looked forward to another friendly duel.
“Elder Wu. If you’ve come all this way to teach me…… I can only be grateful.”
“Um…… sorry. I don’t have time for that.”
“Yes?”
“I am here today because I have been commanded by the Ark. So we will talk for a while, and then I must depart again before dawn.”
“Hmmm, that’s a shame, I’m afraid. …….”
The back of my mouth scratches the back of my head.
“Did you know in advance that I would be passing through here?”
“Heh heh. Amman. So I told you earlier, I’ve been waiting a long time.”
Wu Yong’s words meant that instead of stopping by the Chapter of Heaven in another city to ask about the path of the Gongsle Dan Sutra, he had come straight to Ouyang using the open and fast information network.
“Oh, you did.”
“As you know, this chamber is always the quickest to learn of all sorts of miscellaneous news, and I knew I would be passing through here, as I had sent a letter to Bunta on my way.”
“Qi, then why did you ask me where I was going in the first place?”
“Hmm, I didn’t know that. I only got a rough idea of where they’re headed from the rush of Bunta’s personnel, but this old man’s hunch is that they’ve been to the place where his beloved is staying…….”
At that, both of Gongsul Dan’s cheeks flushed.
“Oh, what…… that’s not!”
Gilsera Ouyong said.
“Right.”
“It’s not.”
“Who are you trying to deceive?”
“…….”
“Let me see, I read your eyes, …… that guy, he looks like he’s from Sapa.”
In front of Wu Yong’s ghostly gaze, Lord Gongsul Dantian inwardly stuck out his tongue and spoke frankly.
“Ha…… real…… yeah, you’re right, but he’s not a bad guy, don’t take it too hard.”
“Heh, it’s a shame that my only granddaughter is a Safa who walks a different path from this room, but I wonder if the one who gave me her heart is also in your camp…….”
“Oh my God, oh my God, what are you talking about, you’re blaming your mom now?”
Wu Yong’s first daughter, Wu Qiu, accidentally fell in love with a man named Lu Zhu Gongxue Jingu, the former head of the Sect of Heavenly Chapter, while traveling in the past, and thus the Gongxue Dan Sutra was born.
“Well, I didn’t think she’d give her heart to a man so easily.”
“Hmm. You’ve seen how beautiful my only granddaughter is because of you, and I’m going to hate you if you keep complaining like that.”
Wu Yong pouted, his hands hanging pretentiously at his sides, and Gongsul Dancer chuckled.
“ Oh my ! This guy , eyes Burari thing a little Look . It’s a joke. Just kidding. Whoever you like, it’s your choice……”
“You know how it is, you never open up when your personhood is more private than anything else, just like your mom.”
“Aldamada, your eyes are not the most discerning, but you should warn him. Whatever happens to you in the future, if you dare ring the bell, you will suffer at the hands of this old man.”
“Huh, stop worrying about my love life and move your ass.”
With that, Gongsul Dan walked ahead toward the five-story pillar that towered over the boulevard.
* * *
The Huang Lan Lu is the most advanced qilu here in Ouyang and one of the information networks connected to the Chapter Lu.
This was why Lord Gongsul Dan had stopped in the city on his way back from Ammyeongjeon.
The Qixil Tianhua Lu obtains information from advanced Qilu in various places.
That’s a big difference from open.
The place where the heavens and earth are filled with flowery women is the Kiru, and those who find it know no distinction between the guilty and the innocent.
In particular.
Famous high-end gyurus tend to have people with good backgrounds coming in and out of them, so it was useful to get more solid information than hearsay.
And the occasional secret that slips into the drunken banter of the guests…….
Of course, the list of high-level giru is not publicly available and is actually top secret.
The identity and uniqueness of the Chapter lies there, and it has earned it a solid reputation as an intelligence gathering organization.
By now, his credibility had grown to the point where he was counted among the top ten in the entire Sapa, let alone the Hunan region, and he was constantly receiving requests from all sorts of sources, and his reputation had grown to surpass that of his father, the former Lu Zhu.
The best thing about openness with fewer uses was the speed of the information gathering process and the sheer volume of information.
With over a hundred local branches and a total of nearly 10,000 members, there was no one to obey.
No.
None.
Even ordinary beggars on the streets of non-Bangdao cities act as informants who cooperate with the work of openness, so the total number of such people was in excess of 100,000.
That’s why they can get information so quickly that other intelligence gathering organizations can’t.
One.
The problem was not quantitative, but qualitative.
It took a while to get to the bottom of it because of the sheer number of people involved.
Whereas.
Tianhua Lu took a little longer to obtain, but the quality of the information was excellent.
However, a major disadvantage was that the information network was not fluid, unlike the openness of the mighty martial arts.
It was unavoidable.
Open is information that comes to you, Chapter is information that comes to you.
As you can imagine, every data collection organization has its own personality and attributes.
Gongsul Danjing, Yue Bi Meng, and Wu Yong sat around a table in a private room on the top floor of Huang Lan Lu and began to talk.
“Is it true that the Mado forces are on the move?”
“Old? Ma, masé?”
His eyes widened slightly when he realized this.
He turned his head and saw Lord Gongsul Dantian standing up.
“Yeah, I just heard that in full tongue-in-cheek.”
“I see.”
Wu Yong’s eyes calmed down, and he held out his hands, clasped them together, and said.
“This is the identity of the Mado faction that this chamber suspects.”
Right hand in a fist and left hand with palm open.
It’s a handwritten symbol of the so-called black chapter, which is commonly used by intelligence gathering organizations.
Two hands with different shapes represent one letter.
Name (Bright).
Soon, Wu Yong spread his hands to the left and right, and Gongsul Danqing and Yue Bi Meng immediately realized what it meant.
If you split them up, each one becomes a different article.
Day and month.
There was only one name for the faction that came to mind.
“January Magick!
One of the five major Oma cults, and the force that brought bloodshed to the land eighty years ago.
Even the defeated Yachadai Sword Sect, the mighty Wulin, was almost put in a life-or-death situation……
Wu Yong withdrew his hands and spoke in a low voice.
“Recently, this room has received information that some of the pack may have entered the Hunan region here.”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 166 (166 of 552)