Episode 268 Unconventional outing (6)The place where the carriage stopped was in front of a waterfall located deep in the mountains.
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The pouring waterfall is deafening. But I never thought it was noisy. The sound was loud, but it somehow made me feel at peace.
âThe view is nice.â
It was time for the whole group to come out and look at the strangely shaped rocks surrounding the waterfall.
âAre you here?â
A man walked out from next to the waterfall.
Seo-ryangâs eyes sparkled.
âLook at this?â
A man who appears to be a similar age to Ma Dong-pil.
He was a man of medium height with an ordinary appearance. Although I learned martial arts, I was never at the level of being called an expert.
So Seo-ryang was surprised.
âYou didnât feel any presence?â
It was said that he moved so secretly that he could not even be caught by the spirit of the extreme demon master.
This was not normal. Seoliang was even called the worldâs best killer. This means that the art of hiding has become more advanced.
âhow?!â
For a moment, Seo-ryangâs eyes lit up.
âItâs the true law.â
Yes.
There is a huge camp surrounding the waterfall here. The flowing energy was so natural that the existence of Jinbeop was not immediately noticed.
âItâs because of that waterfall. The sound of the waterfall, the impact of falling on the water, and hitting the stones are all part of the attack. Thatâs why I didnât realize it.â
Seoliang couldnât help but be impressed. It was a top-of-the-line strategy that even he, who was well-versed in the technique, could not dare to think about.
Although it cannot be compared to Panmajeong, it cannot be compared as Panmajeong is out of standard in the first place.
It was clear that, at least among the battle methods scattered throughout the central plains, it was a battle method that competed for supremacy.
âI received a call from Haomun. âThey said they would arrive around noon today, and that was true.â
Neoksal is also good. Even though I already know who this person is, I speak to them in a natural way. It was not a normal distribution.
The man lowered his head.
âGreetings. âMy name is Hwang Gon, and I am the military master of the Iron Blood Castle.â
âDeath brain Hwanggon.â
âI see you recognize me.â
Xu Liangâs eyes lit up.
âYouâre much younger than I thought.â
A genius who became a new soldier two years ago.
Unlike the existing soldiers who are sick and dead, here is an iron-blooded brain that is very good at passionate strategies.
âHe is a person with at least military or higher value. In Iron Blood Castle.â
Cheolhyeolseong is a huge alliance that unites not only the Jeongsajigan sects but also all kinds of sects.
In order to lead such an alliance, something more than the castle lordâs martial arts and political power is needed.
A person who takes care of all the tasks that the castle lord cannot do.
He was Hwang Gon.
âI didnât know that the rumored Iron-Blooded soldier would come.â
âYou should come.â
Huang Kunâs eyes lit up.
âItâs definitely a place you have to come to.â
Seo-ryang, who was looking at him intently, nodded.
âPlease guide me.â
âof course. âThere is one condition.â
âWhat are the conditions?â
âOnly two people can enter here.â
At least they donât tell you to come in alone. But was it really necessary to pick up just two people?
âItâs because of the Jinbeopâs capacity.â
Huang Kunâs eyes lit up.
âExactly.â
âI understand.â
Xiliang looked back. Everyone, including Ma Dong-pil and Yeo Sang-rin, were looking at them.
âWould Lin want to come with me?â
Yeo Sang-rin opened her eyes wide.
âMe?â
âwhy? Is there a problem?â
Yeo Sang-rin looked at Ma Dong-pil without realizing it. Ma Dong-pilâs face was unexpectedly very calm.
âWhy donât you take Maâs escort?â
âIf something unexpected happens, Dongpil is the only one who can drive the carriage and get out of here. âIf I leave you two alone, there will be a huge power vacuum.â
Itâs easy to say something like that in front of an iron-blooded soldier. Yeosangrin scratched his head.
âIt means adjusting the power appropriately.â
âIt doesnât matter if you go alone. âThat might be better.â
Xu Liang smiled.
âWhat do you want to do? Do you want to go with me or wait here?â
Yeo Sang-rin smiled.
âOf course we should go together. âIf not now, when can I see the owner of the Iron Blood Castle?â
Itâs clear theyâre after something. Yeo Sang-rin obediently agreed to accompany Seo-ryang.
Huang Kun said with a smile.
âYou are Binggungjuâs daughter.â
ânice to meet you.â
âThatâs me. âShall we just go in now?â
âGood.â
Seoliang glanced at Ma Dongpil.
Ma Dong-pil lowered his head. It meant not to worry.
âletâs go.â
Seoryang and Yeo Sang-rin, led by Hwang Gon, entered the small gap in the rock next to the waterfall.
* * *
There is a saying, âByeolyucheonji (奿天å°).â
It was a term often used to metaphorize a fantastic sight, referring to a different world that is unlikely to exist.
The scene in front of the two of them now was exactly like that.
ââ¦Whoa.â
âIs this heaven?â
Yeo Sang-rin stumbled without realizing it. Seo-ryang was also speechless.
I walked thinking it would lead to a small cave, but that wasnât the case. After walking about ten steps, another entrance appeared and soon a fairyland appeared.
The loud sound of the waterfall was no longer heard.
The sound of the babbling stream was very refreshing, and the gently blowing wind swirled around my body pleasantly.
There was a large house in front of a steep cliff, and in front of it was a small vacant lot with a large table made of luxurious wood.
And next to the bench, several deer were grazing.
I have seen countless beautiful places in the world, but none compare to this place. The scenery was so great that it could easily be described as Mureungdowon.
âOh my gosh, all the famous places Iâve seen in Jungwon while traveling so far were all gutter bottoms. âI never thought there would be a place like this.â
An ecstatic light appeared on Yeo Sang-rinâs face. For her, who especially enjoys looking at the scenery, this place was like a gift.
Xi Liang saw Huang Kun.
âIs it a villa?â
âAs expected, you know.â
Yes. This was one of the villas of the Iron Blood Lord built throughout the central plains.
Xu Liang shook his head.
âIs it okay to bring foreigners into a place like this?â
âDo not worry. âAfter today, this place will disappear.â
Yeo Sang-rin felt sad without realizing it.
How dare you destroy such a wonderful place? If it wasnât a public place, I would have stopped him right away.
âNow, letâs go. âYou are waiting.â
âLetâs do that.â
The two people walked following Hwang Kunâs guidance.
How long did it take to walk like that?
Wooooow.
At one point, Seo-ryang stopped walking. When he stopped, Yeo Sang-rin also stopped.
Huang Kun looked back at Xi Liang.
âI was going to tell you to wait, but you noticed it first, right?â
âexactly.â
ââ¦As expected, you are amazing.â
It was a statement filled with pure admiration.
âIf you cross this stream without permission, the camp law will be activated immediately. âIt is a swamp of death that is difficult for even the worldâs top experts to escape from.â
âexactly?â
âTo date, no more than three people have recognized this intersection of life and death. âYou are truly amazing.â
Xu Liang shook his head.
âPlease add a message.â
âAll right.â
Huang Kun crossed the stream.
Yeo Sang-rinâs eyes widened. SÑarch* The NovÑlÆire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
âWalk?â
Stepping on water and moving forward.
It was a sight that a person without sharp eyes could mistake for an equalization exercise performed by divine law experts.
Surprised, Yeo Sang-rin immediately felt that Hwang Gonâs steps were particularly stiff.
It feels like walking on solid ground rather than treading water. Not a single drop of water splashed on his pants.
Disappointment appeared on Yeo Sang-rinâs face.
âwhatâs the matter?â
âNo, itâs just⦠thereâs some steam leaking out.â
âSteam is leaking?â
âNo matter how beautiful it is, an illusion is ultimately an illusion⦠Thatâs what I think.â
Xu Liang smiled.
âThe real thing isnât the only thing that has value. But as you said, an illusion is just an illusion. There is no need to attach great meaning to it.â
âthatâs right.â
Yeo Sang-rin asked, looking at Seo-ryang.
âSo why did you bring me here?â
âjust.â
âYou mean just that? âWhat kind of answer is that?â
âReally. âI just brought him here.â
Xu Liang frowned.
âFor some reason, I feel like thatâs the way it should be.â
âThis is difficult to understand?â
âLetâs call it persimmon. Rather than bringing Dongpil, I thought it would be better to come with you rather than come alone. âIt just felt like that.â
Yeo Sang-rin nodded.
A feeling that cannot be explained by logic. It may not be true for other people, but Seo-ryangâs sense is trustworthy.
Seo-ryang often acted according to his intuition, and in such cases, his judgment was usually beneficial to the party.
âWhat kind of person is this?â
âI donât know.â
âAt least I think heâs an honest person.â
âWhy do you think that?â
âYouâre not in a position to please the other person by lying, right?â
âThatâs true.â
âAnd thatâs why I used it as a concubine to show off. Well, itâs not wrong, but having a young concubine at that age can be embarrassing in many ways, right?
âIt could be embarrassing.â
Yeo Sang-rinâs eyes lit up.
âA person who has nothing to worry about. The Iron Blood Lord is probably that kind of person.
âI think there is a high possibility that he is a person who is honest about his desires and does not hesitate to show his ugliness.â
Xu Liang smiled.
âWould you like to check if your prediction is correct?â
âyes? âShouldnât we wait?â
It was then.
âEven though Sojeo is young, he has quite a sharp edge.â
Wooooow!
The soft voice contained an irresistible weight.
Weeing! Wow!
The world, which was once perfectly beautiful, became distorted.
The flowing stream suddenly drew a curve. The number of deer grazing the grass quickly increased to dozens, and then decreased to just one or two.
There were places where the ground sank in, and the passing clouds were distorted at will. It seemed as if the formation was not doing its job.
Seo-ryangâs eyes sparkled.
âItâs similar to back then.â
When competing with Lee Cheon-sang.
That was the time when I increased the output of the demonic attack to improve his achievement of not being able to hold the three-stage Thirteen Demon King Terror Ceremony of the old Demonic Duke.
It felt similar to the time when the Panmajeong, maintained by Lee Cheon-sangâs demonic power, collapsed.
Of course, the magnitude of the power was not comparable, but the pressure that emanated from the cracks in the collapsing formation was similar.
âAs expectedâ¦â
Seoryangâs magical eyes flashed.
âStrong. âItâs an incredibly strong opponent.â
hook.
The door to the villa did not even open. However, two men appeared between the villa and the table.
It literally appeared in a flash. I donât know what kind of harmony would make such an appearance possible.
Cheeeeeeeek!
A strong energy rose from Seo-ryangâs body.
It was an instinctive response. The body is reacting on its own. The powerful energy wave emitted took over the entire area in an instant.
And in that wave⦠Surprisingly, there was a mixture of life and death.
âIron-blooded!â
I tried to calm my mind again and again.
Still, I have no choice but to react. Still, I couldnât suppress it completely.
The head of the group that tormented him the most, killing him.
Although they had never met each other, the person who had always maintained a place in a corner of the growing web of hatred had finally appeared.
Ugh! Wooooow!
Xiliang tried hard to suppress his desire to live.
âInteresting.â
The one in front of the two men.
He must have been in his early fifties. A well-built man with grizzled hair that was neatly pulled back spoke with a smile.
âThey say we canât be good friends, but should we live from the beginning? In front of me too? âItâs really different.â
Seo-ryang took a deep breath and asked with a smile.
âAre you the Lord of Iron Blood?â
âThatâs right. I am the owner of Iron Blood Castle.â
One of the worldâs top ten masters.
It was the appearance of Suraje (ä¿®ç¾ å¸) Song Geum-baek (æ¾é¦ä¼¯), who, along with Uicheon Muje Dam Sa-yeong, was the closest to the martial power of the time.
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