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Chapter 163




Chapter 163

As she looked into the young master’s eyes, her heart began to beat faster.
Songak, a shamanic master of the cause.
His prayer was unlike anything I had ever seen before.
“Soft, empty.
Songak’s prayers were in vain.
But it was vast enough to encompass everything in the world.
If he were to open his sword, it would be as free and natural as the wind on the river, or the moonlight in the sky.
“By the way…….”
Song-Ak’s eyes lit up when he found the zinc.
He clasped his hands together when he realized he was wearing a sword.
“The shaman’s song, Songak, is…….”
“This is Zinc, the disciple of the sword.”
“Have you come to contend with him?”
Zinc nodded.
“I used to, but…… not now.”
Songak gave him a puzzled look.
“I’ve heard that the disciples of the Sword Gate are no different from the disciples of the Buddha Gate, and that they keep themselves very solemn.”
He huffed in bewilderment.
“Now that I think about it, he’s also a very good joke teller.”
“I’m not kidding.”
Zinc took a deep breath.
“For he is not an evil man.”
Looking into her sparkling eyes, Song-Ak nodded.
“Aha, that’s what you’re talking about.”
He glanced at Buunsun and nodded.
“Actually, I’m suspicious of the frequency, too, because I’ve been watching it the whole time.”
Buunsul wasn’t surprised by the comment.
Songak’s prayer was one with nature. Like a cloud that stands in front of you but will disappear in an instant.
Besides, he was in the middle of a fierce battle, so he probably wouldn’t have been able to detect him.
“Get ready.”
He shook his head as he reached for his sword, but Song Yak shook his head.
“It’s not a race to the bottom.”
Bu Eunseol frowned, and Song Aek smirked.
“Have you not fought hard battles, and are you not wicked enough to lay hands on those who need rest?”
“No way.”
Song-ak heard the sneer in Bu-eun-sul’s voice, and her shoulders drooped.
“I have heard that Master Cheng and Master Han have joined you, but they do not speak for all the actions of the sect.”
He shook his head with a deep sigh.
“Furthermore, the honor of Gu Feifang and the Great Adherents has been brought to the bottom because of what happened, and the Zhang Sword Mountain Range has been sealed off, and the disciples who were sent down to Jianghu have been brought back by Zhu Chang and Ami.”
“So. You’re here to save the face of the old pile room that fell to the bottom?”
“That’s right, let’s have a fair fight with you and see if we can restore the honor of the Great Cause and Gu Feifang, who has fallen to the ground.”
Then his eyes flashed and he scanned her body.
“Your wound shouldn’t be too bad. It should heal after a day or two of rest, right?”
Bu-eun-sul nodded, and Song-ak smirked and put down the botzim.
“Great, now that we’re here, let’s grab a bite to eat.”
When we unpacked the bot, it contained fifty thousand ingredients.
Dried fish and jerky. And rice flour, an iron pot to boil it in, and a calabash with water…….
There was no shortage of ingredients.
Zinc opened his mouth in disbelief.
“Do all of the disciples of the Shamanic Sect carry food like this?”
“Hahaha. How could that be?”
Song-Ak, who was stirring rice flour into a bowl, chuckled.
“Although this sect lives a simple life, I give enough Lao Tzu to my disciples who have come down to Kang Ho to enjoy the comfort of a guest room.”
“Then why do you pack and carry food like a botanist?”
Though solemn in expression and tone, Zinc’s appearance was like a fairy from the moon.
After a moment of mesmerized gazing, Song-Ak coughed and said, “I’m sorry.
“Hmmm. I’ve been traveling from place to place practicing martial arts, so I need to eat well so that I can learn martial arts.”
While Song-ak and Zinc were talking, Bu-eun-sul was back in the corner, resting.
“He’s a unique character.
The political figures she had seen in the party were generally proud and thought highly of themselves.
But Songak didn’t look like that at all, instead, he had the clear-eyed energy of a boy who had lived in the Dume Mountain Valley.
‘But my skills are never inferior to yours’
His eyes are clear and his aura is clear, but his prayers are powerful and soft enough to surprise even the swollen eyes.
‘If I had joined a political party…… would I be stronger than I am now?’
A puffy snowflake from the Doctor of Peace.
Without hesitation, he chose the road to Mazen.
The mage who is working on a ten-mage plan is probably the one who has made him the fastest and strongest.
But Songak, who looked about fifteen years older, had an incredibly strong prayer.
-I could have gone a different way.
Suddenly, Zinc’s words echoed in my head.
Was there really another path, and we just didn’t choose it?
“That’s a stupid assumption.
The only thing that came out of the gate was revenge. The Madonni-Jungpani stuff was good.
“Besides, life is not a time limit between death and life.
Bu Zhan Yang told Bu Eun-sul that life in the afterlife is no different from life in this world.
The Creator has dealt death fairly to all men, and it is always followed by a tranquil silence……
When humans die, the afterlife is no different from this life.
“What are you thinking so deeply about?”
At that moment, Song-ak approached Bu-eun-sul and offered her a bowl of rice porridge.
“Eat. If you eat, you’ll be strong enough to fight.”
Soon enough, we’ll be taking up arms and killing each other.
He was treating the swollen tongue like an old friend.
Bu Eun-sul gulped down the rice porridge without complaint.
I feel like I’m eating hot food, and it’s energizing.
“Well done.”
“Good, then try some of this.”
Songak held out a calabash with jerky and water.
Bu Eun-sul accepted them without hesitation, and they ate and drank casually around the campfire.
By now, dawn was breaking.
Buunseol was working inside Daeungjeon, while Song-ak and Zinc were outside enjoying a bonfire.
“Eat well, rest well.”
Song-Ak blinked as Zinc, now fully recovered, pushed himself to his feet.
“You mean you’re going to pass up this great opportunity?”
Bu-eun-sul and Song-ak were the next big thing.
If you were to watch the two of them duke it out, Zinc would have a huge advantage.
But she shook her head.
“I don’t really want to see you two fighting.”
As the Cause and the Ten Horsemen, they don’t just sit around and do nothing.
Someone will win, someone will lose. Maybe even lose their lives. And she doesn’t want to see that.
Because Bu-eun-sul and Song-ak. Because a faint favor has come to these two.
“That’s right.”
Song Yak smirked as he read Zhen’s mind.
Then he said something unexpected.
“To be honest, I’ve lost a lot of the desire to fight, and so has Frequency.”
“What does that mean?”
Songak smiled like a child.
“Rumor has it that he is an evil man who takes infinite pleasure in slaughtering the adherents of his faction. But in person, he doesn’t seem to have a bad temper, and…….”
He paused for a moment, then said with an embarrassed expression.
“The dragon’s demeanor is graceful, but the mood is that of a wild wolf.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I haven’t found anyone I like in the powerhouse, but for some reason, I like him.”
Zinc was a little surprised by the honesty and innocence of Song-Ak’s words.
-I like him too.
He is the leader of the Shaman’s Cause, one of the most powerful shamans in Shaolin.
But the figure of Mado, the Ten Warriors of the Ten Doors of Mado, is an honest expression of his favorite.
“You should have been inducted as an apprentice to the shaman of Nguyen.”
At Zinc’s lament, Songak smirked and folded his eyes into half-moons.
“You too.”
“Nonsense.”
Zinc turned away coldly and spoke in a calm voice.
“Bone Gak has been slaying the evil-doers for generations, I just don’t want him to die just because he’s a mage.”
“Hoo hoo hoo. That’s right.”
“Well, good luck with that.”
“Bountiful. I hope you mean what you say.”
After gazing off into the distance for a moment, Zinc immediately unfolded the Divine Law and disappeared.
“Hmm.”
After staring in the direction of Zinc’s disappearance for a while, Songak sighed deeply.
He walked toward Daeungjeon, where Bu-eun-sul was resting.
You’re finally about to embark on a battle for the pride of the Cause and the Ten Warriors.
The moon was shining down from the distant sky and a bonfire was burning in front of the mountain gate.
Outside the mountain gate, Bu Eunseol and Song Aek stood facing each other.
The dark sky is lit by a full moon, and the low chirping of grasshoppers is the only sound.
In this peaceful scene, Bu Eun-sul drew her machete.
Sigh.
A low chime rang out, and the peaceful landscape was instantly transformed into a murderous atmosphere.
The shaman’s supreme sword, the Tae Kuk Hye Sword, is the perfect sword that combines gentleness and fierceness.
In addition, it consumes very little power, which makes it unfavorable in long battles.
Bu Eun-sul is trying to win a short-term decisive battle by deploying the ultimate killing blow.
“Good momentum.”
Song Yak laughed softly and drew his sword.
At the same time, a round radiance began to spread out from the tip of the sword, and then began to wrap around his body in a circle.
It was the flagship of the Taoist sword art, and the first step in the Taoist defense, which is itself the best defense.
Staring at the smoothly moving Taijiquan sword, Bu Eunseol finally unleashed her sword technique.
Flash!
A streak of light, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, dug into Songak’s throat.
The number of seconds the meteor overtook.
“Good gumbo!”
Song’ak grunted and unfurled his sword herb.
However, what he deployed was not the T’ai Chi Hye Sword, but the Yang Sword. He deployed the Yin Earth Turning Yang and Yin Fire Resisting Yang in succession.
Ta-da!
Then, a round sword qi lightly deflected Meteor Overtake’s herbivore.
“……!”
Bu Eun-sul looked a little surprised.
A meteor overtake that no one has ever been able to completely stop, and it’s only two seconds.
Bourge.
Bu Eunsul’s heavy sword, blocked by the Yang Sword Technique, began to change again in thin air.
Blink! Blink!
At the same time, a purplish-black sword qi in the form of a sharp point slashed from Song Yak’s shoulder to his leg.
It was a series of killing blows, one after the other.
Tsu-side.
Then Song Yaq deployed the Yin-Yang Sanghua, the first move of the Yang Sword.
Boom!
A series of rounded sword qi formed, sending razor-sharp, lightning-bolted sword qi in all directions.
‘This test is…….’
Swollen Snow wiggled her eyebrows.
He blocked the extreme sword styles of Meteor Overtake and Lightning Strike, and Song Ak deployed the Yang Sword instead of the Taegeukhye Sword.
‘While unfolding the Yang Sword, he creates a circular sword qi like the Tae Kwon Do sword…….’
“Be careful!”
In the meantime, Song Aoq slowly swung his sword and stabbed Bu Eunseol in the front chest.
Profit.
The sword grass, which had been flowing slowly, suddenly picked up speed and was now heading toward Buunseol’s shoulder blades.
“Hoot!
Bu Eun-sul was inwardly perplexed.
This time, Song-ak used the first sword, not the Yang sword, but the Red Sun Lady of the Taegeukhye Sword.
“It’s not about switching swords!
At first glance, it looks like he’s alternating between the Taijiquan Hye Sword and the Yang Sword, but in reality, his sword herb has changed in the middle.
Thrill.
Buunsul’s heart was beating fast.
Not only is Song’s swordsmanship excellent, but he uses some amazing techniques that we haven’t seen before.
He realized that he would never be able to defeat him with the kind of herbivory he had been practicing.
‘If so…….’
A semi-polarized light flashed in the swollen eyes.
What you didn’t, or couldn’t, expand until now…….
He is attempting to unfurl the sword grass of the Late Netherworldly Stream.