The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 321

After Yang So-bang hurriedly gave up and left.

“Cheongmu….”

“….”

Ungong still can’t take his eyes off Jinmu’s face and sheds tears.

You still can’t escape the longing.

It may be natural. Because he said he cut the head of Qingmu himself. And because of that, he was a person who suffered the karma of disappearing knights and lived in Jangseogak for the rest of his life.

Still, this is a bit risky.

He is mistaking the martial arts shown by Jinmu for Cheongmu.

This is because at that age, even a small psychological shock can reach a point where it cannot be undone.

Especially if you don’t even have martial arts…?

“Hwangsin!”

“yes?”

“Take Ungong to Jeongdonggung and come.”

“….”

“Go and tell Brother Jinso that I asked for it, and ask him to take care of old man Ungong.”

“All right.”

As soon as the answer was finished, the scene of Hwangsin flying towards Jeongdonggung with his cloud on his back completely disappeared, and the noisy atmosphere calmed down again.

Jinmu gazed at Myeongjin calmly. It was because of the ‘things to do’ that I told Yang Firefighter earlier.

yeah let’s hurry up

Because there shouldn’t be any hesitation in leaving. I don’t know when I’ll come back to the shaman again.

“Do you trust me, Master?”

“…huh? What are you talking about out of the blue? If I don’t trust you, who do I trust?”

Jinmu smiled at Myungjin’s words.

Well… it always has been.

“You must trust me to the end.”

“…?”

Myungjin tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face, but Jinmu lightly flicked his hand.

“…!”

Myung-jin, whose body has stiffened for a moment, opens her eyes wide and looks at Jin-mu.

It was a natural reaction since he subdued not only the blood but also the blood.

“Maybe it will be even more painful than then.”

“…!”

Myeong-jin’s pupils, who do not know the English language, tremble slightly.

Jinmu carried Myungjin into the room and made her sit down, then sat behind him and reached out to Myeongmun.

Master Myeongjin.

Mu-in who became a disabled person because of himself and recovered because of himself.

Perhaps because of the ironic connection, I always felt indebted to him whenever I met him.

In the past, he was a spirited shaman’s guru, and after he came back to life, he was a vault boy who controlled his actions.

However, a person who always believes in himself and fights for himself, and from some point on, he has become a teacher who sincerely serves him.

Woo woo woo.

The subtle energy from Jinmu’s hand seeps into Myungjin’s body.

The energy that flows along the thick stem of Imdokmaek reaches the danteon, examines it, and spreads to the veins throughout the body.

Myung-jin’s recovered energy is Hyeon-gi.

Even so, it must be a great thing to say that a person who had been bedridden for nearly fifteen years recovered in three years.

But that’s it. It will be difficult to make further progress.

Fortunately, the veins were not damaged, but the morale accumulated in the veins was blocking the flow of energy.

Furthermore, since the broken bones have not been able to find their place and have hardened together with the muscles…

A pity rises on Jinmu’s face.

Damn you. No matter how much I thought I was going to die at the time, I had to do it while looking at people. How did you make it this far?

Jinmu, who took a close look at his master’s body, regretted the past for the first time and rebuked himself.

But that too is in the past. Even now, I will bring him back to his original form.

First of all, the bones…

Ppoudeuk Poodle!

The energy of Jinmu, which had entered into it vigorously, twisted the hardened bones and began to move them back to their place.

“Turn it off…!”

He couldn’t scream because his blood was clogged, but the tendons protruding from all over his body and his bloodshot eyes were more than enough to represent the pain.

It’s a start, Master.

Don’t lose your mind here.

Jinmu, who felt his heart tingle for a moment at the sight of the teacher complaining of pain with his whole body, soon gathered his mind and concentrated.

Premature sympathy is forbidden. It was something that Myeong-jin might be in danger if his mind was disturbed.

Pudeudeuk. Tutuk!

“Turn… uh… uh.”

Despite suppressing the blood, Myung-jin’s moaning grew stronger and their bodies were drenched with sweat side by side.

By the time the osteotomy started at the waist and passed through the body to the arms and legs, Myung-jin spouts crab foam and turns his eyes white.

Jinmu tore the blood vessel from the inside and cut it in order not to lose his master.

just a little bit more

Pudeuk! chin!

it hurts it will be painful

However, blood flow can be restored over time.

If you endure and overcome the present, Myeongjin will become stronger.

“Turn it off…”

Myungjin’s moaning subsided and his breathing gradually stabilized due to Jinmu’s desperate efforts.

“Whoa… Whoa…”

Jinmu, who was drenched in sweat, eventually let go of Myeongjin’s prestigious blood.

Was it because I was too focused? Jinmu looked even more tired than Myeongjin, who had become more comfortable.

“Next…”

After taking a moment to breathe, Jinmu immediately started the second process.

It is to find and pull out the scams that are clogged inside the body and blocking the flow.

It had been hardened for a long time, so it would take quite a while.

Jinmu’s hand touches Myungjin’s Myeongmun blood again.

If matching bones is a battle of strength, taking out morale is a very delicate task.

This is because if done wrong, fraud can explode from the inside, causing internal injuries, and in severe cases, you may fall into a coin intoxication.

Jinmu raised Mukryonghonwongong and sent it into Myeongjin’s body, closing his eyes.

A lump as hard as a stone that can be caught by the energy that has been shed little by little.

It must be gently wrapped on the outside and melted by adding heat to the inside.

Even if it was just for a moment, everything went to waste, my mouth dried up from the tension, and cold sweat began to flow down my back.

“Ouch! Wow!”

“…!”

When the blood that needs to be jinmu is removed and allowed to move, the black congestion that bursts out of Myung-jin’s mouth in an instant stains his forehead and wets the floor.

It became.

Congestion now is dead blood. If it accumulates in the body, it will become poison, but if it is vomited out, it means that it has been completely dissolved.

But it’s still a long way off.

It’s just one start.

While Jinmu focused all his nerves on his master’s veins, the night grew deeper and deeper.

* * *

“Heo-eok-heo-eok…”

The exhausted Jinmu’s rapid breathing burst out.

The treatment, which started in the afternoon, passed through the night and ended only when dawn came.

Jinmu, who had been concentrating his mind to the point where his mental strength was completely consumed, looked as if his throat was clear overnight.

But there was a smile on his lips that couldn’t be more delightful.

The floor stained red.

All the morale accumulated in his veins was melted away, and Myeong-jin vomited out the congestion twelve times.

will recover

Now all you have to do is induce his energy with Seonggi and caress his veins.

After that, it’s Myungjin’s responsibility.

You will do well. Because you are a strong person

It was only after guiding Daejucheon several times with his Seongi that Jinmu completely let go of Myeongmunghyeol.

My limbs felt heavier than a thousand pounds, and my hands trembled, but my heart was refreshed.

It felt like the burden I had been carrying for a long time had become lighter.

Then, suddenly, the bundle he had brought caught his eye.

He brought it for himself and for Cheongsang and Chungwoo, etc…

“Youngdan…”

Jinmu unfolded the cloth without hesitation.

The first thing I saw was the summoning team.

It’s too cheap for what Myung-jin needs to eat. This kind of thing would suit a cheong-sang.

Jinmu pushed the summoning team aside without regret and turned his attention to other things.

Then, suddenly, I look at the round iron ball. The Great Yeondan (大衍丹) stolen from Namgung Muhyu.

I was going to achieve Taegeuk after eating this….

Okay, let’s not worry. Wasn’t it someone else, not Master?

let’s just let it live

I am still young

Do you know anything else? On the way, I might even meet a spirit creature full of good spirits.

The fragrant smell of round pills that came out of the iron ball that he twisted open without hesitation filled the room in an instant.

“Master. It is a spirit. Eat and cheer up.”

“….”

At those words, Myeong-jin’s eyes trembled as he had stayed up all night with Jin-mu.

However, Myung-jin just stares at Jin-mu with an unsure look, but doesn’t give an answer.

Are you trying to deny it?

After thinking about it for a while, Jinmu took the rudeness and grabbed Myeongjin’s chin, forced him to open his mouth, and pushed the dais into him.

Was it because of the enormous heat? Myungjin’s body trembled once.

“There is no time to hesitate. Spiritual energy will be scattered if not absorbed in time. I will control the overflowing energy, so please use the sky.”

“…!”

At Jinmu’s words, Myeongjin was taken aback, not knowing what to do.

no this master Because you do luck.

On behalf of the hesitant Myeong-jin, Jinmu forcibly induced the aura and made it flow into Myung-jin’s veins.

Once oriented, the enormous inner energy began to flow slowly through his body.

Myeong-jin’s face gradually turned into joy, probably because he was glad of the long-forgotten sensation.

Several fortune-telling breakfasts were made with the help of Jinmu.

Fortunately, the aura of the great stage takes its place in the body.

From now on, all you have to do is melt the spirit energy filled in your body through luck.

He was a person who was beyond his will in the first place. Since he even received help from Young Dan, it wouldn’t be difficult to look up to him.

“All right. Now…”

After finishing all the work, Jinmu faces Myungjin and smiles brightly.

Was it because of gratitude?

Or was it because he was able to regain his former strength again?

Hot tears flowed endlessly from Myungjin’s eyes.

“You worked hard. Take a deep breath.”

Jinmu pointed out Myungjin’s blood transfusion and hugged the collapsing Myungjin, laid her down neatly and covered her with a blanket.

Even mothers who gave birth to their children… Anyway, it’s not good when the cold wind blows.

Knock knock!

Jinmu, who caught a glimpse of Myungjin sleeping peacefully, left the room without a sound.

“God!”

“Su… Master Jinmu!”

“….”

Hwangshin and Sodongbo look at Jinmu with worried eyes, and Gakchul arbitrarily adds the word “nim” to the name and looks back.

But what about these kids?

How is it that he is protecting Cho-ok while maintaining a triangular formation… Could it be that he stood guard all night?

“Are you okay?”

Jinmu frowned at So Dongbo’s question as he approached.

“Speak small. It rings.”

“sorry.”

“Dongbo.”

“yes?”

“Light a fire in the furnace. Master, it’s okay if you’re cold.”

“…All right.”

“God, go and bring some long men.”

“yes!”

At Jinmu’s command, So Dong-bo threw himself into the kitchen and Hwang-sin into Jaso-gung respectively.

“…”

“…what why?”

When there is no word after a long time, Gakchul twists his body like a puppy that is afraid to poop.

Those eyes are definitely… like asking me to do something?

“Kakchul, you are…” When

Jinmu called his name with a confused expression, Kakchul only then flowered… No, a puppy called by its owner makes a happy expression as if wagging its tail.

I guess I was expecting you to do something.

“…Hold on. I worked hard all night and my socks hurt.”

“yes!”

Gakchul did his best to start the massage.

Is it because you learned to stick? It’s pretty cool to have good grip strength. can use it often

* * *

“Ummm….”

How much time has passed?

Feeling the heat on the floor, Myung-jin slowly opened his eyes and found Myeong-hyeon sitting next to him smiling.

“…A man of longevity?”

“Are you awake now?”

“…What about Jinmu?”

“He left. I was told to say hello instead. Saying you might catch it.”

“….”

“Hehe, you really did have a disciple. I fell off the cliff to get my teacher’s herbs, and it wasn’t enough that I even broke the taboo and restored you.

“…”

Myung-jin wakes up while rolling over the blanket and examines her body.

As the inner energy accumulated in the danjeon moved like a sea, a vivid energy arose and flowed through his bloodstream.

“He asked me to look after you. I won’t let you get out of the cold air for a while.”

“…”

“That would be nice. You really did have a good disciple.”

At Myeong-hyeon’s mischievous words, Myeong-jin smiled with emotion.

“Oh. It was really well put. Indeed…”

“Heh heh yes. But where are you going? I was in a hurry.”

“…”

Myung-jin shuts up at Myeong-hyeon’s question.

I couldn’t say that I had gone to the temple. If he found out, he might go mad and send his disciples right away… Jinmu wouldn’t want that.

“huh? Don’t you know?”

“…no amount of money.”

“To think that he didn’t even tell his teacher where he was going… Anyway, he’s an indifferent guy, heh heh heh.”

Myung-jin felt frustrated at Myeong-hyeon’s laughter, and had no other choice but to think about Do-ho.

He also believed in Jinmu.

As always, this time, after standing at the top of the Demonic Cult, I will smile and come and talk to you.

Doho, saying that he has returned to rest…

“Muryang Subul…”,

was filled with the teacher’s heartfelt wish for his disciple to return safely.