Episode 613
An elderly man with a clean appearance was sitting in his room sharpening his sword.
He painstakingly polished his sword with a dry cloth while lighting the lamp.
The old manâs name is Yugeom Namgung.
It was the absolute of thousands of times.
In Jianghu, he was called Cheongpo Yusa (éå¸å士).
It was because he always wore a blue robe, and his appearance and atmosphere were similar to those of Seosaeng.
Because of that, no one thought he was a warrior unless he wore a sword.
But he was unmanned.
It is also an absolute no-man who has reached the highest level.
Sreung!
Namgung Yu put the carefully polished sword into the scabbard.
It was a famous sword that had been handed down to family heads since the days when the Namgung family was alive and well and commanded the world as a member of the four great families.
Its sharpness and strength are the best in the world, so it is a symbol of thousands of times.
Namgung Yugeom looked at the sword for a moment before putting it down on the table. And he opened his mouth.
âGeneral!â
âyes! Lord.â
With the answer, a middle-aged man in his early fifties entered the room.
It was Hwangbo Theology, the general director of thousands of meetings.
Hwangbo Shin-hak bowed his head to Namgung Yu-geom and opened his mouth.
âDid you call?â
âHow are the second and the third doing these days?â
âThe second lady is firmly in control of the Eunryeonhoe and is pushing against the Geumcheonhoe.â
âIs it clear that you have taken control of the union association?â
âFrom what I understand, yes.â
âGood!â
A satisfied smile appeared on Namgung Yu-gumâs lips.
He was a child who left on his own thousands of times, but he was still a child.
There was no reason to dislike the fact that his son had taken over the huge power of the union association.
The reason she left thousands of times was simple.
It was because of the reality that he could not beat Namgung Jin, the eldest son of Namgung Yu-geom, and become the master of thousands of times.
Namgung Yu-geom intended to hand down thousands of episodes to Namgung-jin, and did not want any trouble to arise in the process.
Namgung-jin was not simply handed down because he was the first. He thought he would lead thousands of episodes well because he had that much ability.
Thousands of times, Namgungseolâs place did not exist. So, she left thousands of times on her own and built a new nest in the Union Association.
âI wasnât worried because he was a tough kid, but he exceeded my expectations.â
âThatâs right.â
âIf you ever need anything, please help me secretly. Tea should never come out. Heâs a proud kid, so if you openly help him, he wonât like it.â
âI will.â
Hwangbo Shinhak lowered his head and replied.
âWhere is Wally?â
âIâm not sure about that.â
âYou mean you havenât figured it out yet?â
âyes! After stopping by thousands of times for a while, the whereabouts are unclear.â
âhmm!â
âIn my opinion, I think he joined the Black Territory.â
âBlack world?â
âAssassins who follow the god of death call themselves that.â
âItâs not even funny. Itâs a dark world.â
âBut their force is never laughable. They have already proven their power in Haimen. The elites of the martial arts training and ghost fleets in the world were defeated by them.â
âWellâ¦â
Yugeom Namgung nodded.
Although he said so, he was well aware that his fighting power following the leap was far from ridiculous.
I donât know how, but the assassins who became the limbs of the moon became stronger.
It was far beyond the level of being dismissed as an assassin.
If Namgungwol joins them, their power will increase further.
âAnyway, joining the Black Territory isnât bad either. In a big way, the influence increases thousands of times.â
A deep smile formed on Namgung Yu-gumâs lips.
He left three children with his wife.
If the first one took thousands of rounds, the second one with the Eunryeonhoe, and the third one with the Black World, the power of Namgung Yugeom would increase by that much.
No matter how much Namgungseol and Namgungwol went out shouting for independence in thousands of meetings, the relationship between father and child was not something that could be artificially severed.
If Namgung Yugeom gives an order, he will have no choice but to listen.
Hwangbo said carefully.
âWhat about Confucius Namgungwolâs request?â
âA request to intervene in Kang Hoâs work?â
âThatâs right.â
Not long ago, Namgungwol visited thousands of times and met Namgung Yugeom. And to calm Kang-hoâs confusion, he asked to be moved thousands of times.
At that time, Namgung Yu-geom did not give a definite answer. I just gave it a chance.
Iâm trying to make a decision by watching the situation where Kang-ho goes a little longer.
Some said that Namgung Yu-geom was prudent, while others criticized him for opportunism.
But no one dared to speak to his face. It was because Namgung Yu-geom was a strong man who could aim for the loser of the world.
After thinking for a moment, Namgung Yugum opened his mouth.
âWatch that a little longer.â
âAll right.â
âJust show me how to move a little enough that Wall-E doesnât feel sad. You know what I mean?â
âyes!â
âIf my children completely control the Unryeonhoe Heukgye, they will not have to fear Cheonmujang or Gwangmumun.â
Namgung Yu-gum was in a situation where he could blow his nose without touching it.
Thanks to the proud children, it is possible to form the most powerful force in the world.
âAs expected, an opportunity will come because I am patient.â
Namgungwol gave a satisfied smile.
He had been hiding it until now, but he was also aiming for the loser of the world.
Standing at the top of the river and reigning.
It was the dream of any absolute master who reached such a level.
I realized that it was not long before my dream came true.
It was then.
Wash!
Something broke through the window with a sharp punch.
âOuch!â
Hwangbo Shinhak screamed and collapsed.
A small dagger was stuck in his neck.
Hwang Bo Theology held onto the neck where the dagger had been stuck and convulsed before dying.
âGeneral?â
Namgung Yu-gum raised his eyes wide.
In the middle of thousands of episodes, while he was watching it from his own residence, Hwang Bo Shin-hak, the commander-in-chief, was assassinated and died.
It was a major incident that hurt his pride.
âWhat kind of guy are you?â
Namgung Yugeom shouted and jumped out.
After looking around for a while, he immediately identified the direction the rain had come from and threw himself away.
Shia!
His body cut through the night sky like an arrow and disappeared.
Belatedly, the soldiers guarding his residence grasped the situation and shouted.
âHoe Lord!â
âItâs an ambush.â
The soldiers hurriedly tried to chase after Namgung Yu-geom, but his figure had already disappeared into the darkness.
âThe commander-in-chief has been assassinated.â
âHurry up and bring Confucius Namgungjin back.â
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Namgung Yu-geom ran through the darkness at a terrifying speed.
His destination was a high hill in the back of thousands of miles.
Because that was the direction the rain came from.
From the top of the hill to his residence within thousands of times, there were more than five hundred sheets. So, the opponent killed Hwang Bo Shin Hak precisely by blowing a sword at a distance of about 500 pieces.
It was truly a formidable secret technique.
As far as he knew, there was only one warrior in the world who possessed this level of secret magic.
âCould it be a death god?â
If it was Pyowol who reached the peak as an assassin, it was possible.
The problem was, why did the god of death kill the commander in ambush thousands of times?
Even right in front of your own eyes.
Namgung Yu-geom shook his head, denying his guess.
No matter how much he thought about it, Pyowol had no reason to attack him.
His lofty pride was deeply wounded.
âI can never forgive anyone who kills the general of the plenary session.â
Life shone in his eyes.
I saw a figure standing upright on a tall tree in the distance.
The wind blew and the branches swayed like they were about to break, but the black shadows stuck together like glue.
It was clear he had blown the rain.
âNom!â
Namgung Yugeom burst into Lionâs Roar and swung his sword.
Wow!
Sword energy spurted out of his sword and flew away.
It was a method of flying a sword sword.
The big sword flew like a flash war and hit the man on the tree.
Whoa!
In an instant, a rustling sound rang out.
At the same time, the big sword that Namgung Yu-geom flew disappeared with an explosion. The black figure on top of the tree waved his hand to block the non-geomgi.
The impact severely bent the tree branch as if it would break. However, the tree branch soon returned to its place. The black figure standing on the branch was still there.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
It was an incredible sight.
If it was the power of the big sword that Namgung Yu-geom flew, the tree as well as the black human figure should have been split in two. Even so, being fine meant that the black figure had completely eliminated the power of the non-sword weapon.
There were only a handful of people in the world capable of such a skill.
Namgung Yoo-gum felt the blood running cold in his whole body and landed on a large tree opposite the black figure.
Namgung Yugeom asked.
âWho are you?â
âLong time no see.â
âyou?â
Namgung Yoo-geom widened his eyes as the opponentâs face was revealed under the moonlight.
Although he became younger after half a year, the atmosphere and eyes unique to Jang Chun-hwa remained intact on his face.
âChang Cheonhwa?â
âIâm still recognizing.â
âHas it been halved?â
âSomehow, I became young again.â
âMmm!â
Namgung Yugeom let out a quiet voice.
Zhang Chunhua said it as if it were not a big deal, but in fact, it was because he knew very well how high it was.
Reverting an old body back to its youth was impossible with ordinary realization.
It was certain that Jang Cheon-hwa had crossed a certain wall that Namgung Yu-gum had not yet overcome.
âAre you the one who killed General Hwangbo?â
âRight! I did.â
âWhy did you do that?â
âTo summon you quietly.â
For a moment, Namgung Yu-gumâs expression stiffened.
âThe reason is?â
âWhy?â
âDoes it mean that the good person is not good and the self is not good?â
âYes.â
âWhy? Still, I thought you and I werenât on bad terms.â
âIt is already a set procedure. Itâs just that itâs your turn.â
Namgung Yu-geomâs eyes trembled at Jang Chun-hwaâs plain reply.
I expected that the day would come when I would confront Jang Chun-hwa in earnest. But that time was not now.
He had no choice but to be taken aback by Jang Chun-hwaâs blitzkrieg, which was faster than he expected.
âWhy now?â
âI thought now was the right time.â
âbandit? I think you are in too much of a hurry.â
âIt doesnât matter what you think. My thoughts and judgment matter.â
Namgung Yu-geomâs face hardened even more at the words of Jang Cheon-hwa, who seemed to be ignoring him.
Jang Chun-hwa and Namgung Yu-geom exchanged several times.
I couldnât see him as friendly, but I couldnât call him a stranger either. Still, coming out like this meant that Chang Chun-hwa was determined.
It was impossible to reverse Zhang Tianhuaâs decision now.
Namgung Yugeom asked.
âAre you confident?â
âYou will know when you experience it.â
âIt wonât be easy.â
âYouâve got a bad habit when you havenât seen it. Since when did your tongue get so long? You talk a lot.â
âHeaven!â
âFinish quickly. Iâm a bit busy. There are quite a few other people to look for besides you.â
Namgung Yu-geomâs anger rose to the top of his head at the attitude of Jang Cheon-hwa who kept ignoring him.
âdare!â
Sreung!
He couldnât stand it any longer and pulled out the sword he was wearing at his waist.
Namgung Yugeomâs sword shone with an aura like frost.
Jang Cheonhwa said while looking at Namgung Yugeom.
âCome on.â