The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

The eyes tinged with light gleamed bitterly.

Leanly.

It’s fast.

It deserves to be described as a terrible pleasure.

In addition, the flow was so natural that the beginning and the end could not be distinguished from the movement of the province.

The short-cut sword instantly cuts between the leather and muscles.

“…Ah!”

Jin-moo, who was watching, spontaneously gave out an exclamation and clapped his hands.

The more I saw it, the more amazing it was.

(Playing word chain!

As if the clothes were peeling off, the leather was separated, and the flesh was cut off by part.

The thinly sliced meat was neatly arranged and put out in front of Jinmu.

“Wow!”

He took chopsticks with his trembling hands to the bright red figure in front of him.

Tzuyu. Tzuyu.

Huh? This is real?

Jinmu’s pupils trembled.

Is this really the wild boar meat that was always grilled with Cheongsang and Cheongwoo?

It had blood, but the texture was alive in each cut direction, so the flavour was superior to any food.

“That’s amazing!”

Jin-moo couldn’t hide his surprised eyes and exclaimed.

It felt like fireworks were popping in my head.

“Laughing.”

a wry laugh

Baekpyo licks his tongue off the blood on the blade with a smile that reveals his cruel fangs at Jinmu’s praise.

After sucking up the energy of the wild boar with the sowing method, he cut off the body and turned an ordinary meat restaurant into a piece of rice.

It’s not even grilled. Is this really the taste of yukhoe?

I was sorry inside that I suspected him of serving meat with an evil look on his face.

This guy is real.

The method was the best in the world. I’m sure there’s no one who can imitate it

will.

He’s really… the best bonehead in the world.

Jinmu raised both thumbs with an expression of emotion.

“Laughing.”

Except for the most wicked laugh that lingers in my ears.

Usually, a person who acts like a prestigious political faction turns into an evil personality after doing the trick.

It’s a problem to pick up a knife recklessly, but what?

It’s good.

At this rate, I think I can eat a wild boar alone. It’s a good thing I decided to drop this guy off.

“What do you think? Eun-gong.”

What do you mean? Didn’t you cry? be moved to tears

“LOL, that’s the advantage of the storm surge in your family. Flowing along the grain, the enemy finds out that he was stabbed only after losing his life.”

It wasn’t something to brag about, but let’s admit it.

“LOL, next.”

Baekpyo put a piece of meat on a pre-heated stone.

Sizzling!

In an instant, the surface-ripened and the savoury scent spread everywhere.

My saliva just went over by itself.

“…Ah!”

The juice that’s coming out. I want to eat.

Jinmoo couldn’t hold it in and took chopsticks.

“Ha, what is this?”

a muffled voice coming from somewhere

“I said the smell of grilling meat spreads deliciously, and you guys didn’t dare ask permission in our front yard!”

Five men dressed roughly like clothes with animal skins appeared.

Those are commonly referred to as greenery. It’s just the right time. You damn monk

Why does a band of bandits appear at every foot of the mountain?

“Leader, don’t you think you should get paid for the meat?”

“Well, it’s all ours to live in this mountain, so we should take it.”

There’s a good harvest in the country, too.

But what do you care about them? The meat is cooking right in front of me.

And,

“Hey, is that a drink?”

Jinmu was smacking his lips when he saw a ceramic bottle in one of the bandits’ hands.

“…uh.”

The bandit answered so confidently without realizing it.

As expected, thread for needles! Alcohol is the key to meat! A happy smile is formed around Jinmu’s mouth.

And they eat poor mint chocolate.

“It’s like a bandit, right?

“…..”

“They’re bad guys.”

Out of the blue?

“A hundred votes.”

“Yeah. Eungong!”

Even before Jinmu called, Baekpyo looked evil and grabbed the knife that was cutting the meat

I got it.

“Suck it.”

Blue!

At the same time as permission, he attacked the bandits like a bloodthirsty

a wicked fellow

If you don’t dry it, you’ll have to pop it and separate the bones from the flesh.

“Don’t kill me…”

While talking as if he was worried about bandits, Jin-moo didn’t even take his eyes off the meat.

“I wish I could feed them later. Maybe you’re worried about this cousin.”

Jinmu thought of the sandals, thinking that Yongbonghoe might have just begun.

Cheongsang, Cheongwoo, don’t worry. This uncle is enjoying his way by eating meat and scolding bad bandits.

Delicious meat for Jinmu.

Well-prepared vitality for the white vote. And the day was coming to an end for bandits.

***

Zuriririk! Land!

The sharp-stretched sword bounced off the target’s counterattack.

“Out!”

The examinee’s expression turns pathetic, and his shoulders droop due to the harsh criticism of the examiner.

Yongbonghoe’s second test has begun.

Two days passed without a break because it was a political exam for the whole, and those who passed in advance were taking the military exam after a long break.

“Tsk tsk, how is the utilization of herbivores? This is down to the original level.” Han Tae-Seok, the head of the military affairs team, frowned. There were a total of three tests for the political class. a background, a basic approach, a basic knowledge

It’s literally picking people who are just the basics. Nevertheless, half of it fell out.

For now, it was filtered out.

And then, the second, from those who were selected for the military service class, their full-fledged martial arts skills were evaluated.

How well each person uses his or her learned martial arts herb.

by the way,

“Tsk tsk, that’s terrible!”

Han Tae-Seok was annoyed.

If it cooled down like this, it would have to be sent back to the political team.

“Excuse me, sir,”

“What’s that?”

“This is a bit…”

Jang Pal-sang, one of the bridgeheads of the military service class, secretly pushed in one of the personal information written by the applicants.

“What is it?”

“I’m a disciple of a shaman.”

“A shaman? But?”

“The score is…”

As Han Tae-Seok took away Jang Pal-sang’s words, he received personal information. Chungwoo was a great student of the independent faction.

a basic rule

of basic learning

“What’s this? How did this idiot get into the military service class? Are you some kind of shamanic student? Is it okay to be born into a strong family?”

I was dumbfounded.

I failed two of the three tests, and you’re qualified to take the military service exam.

“I asked the male students to let me take the exam no matter what, so I took it as a complementarily.”

“Nam Ro Hwan?”

“Yes, I don’t know about anything else, but I have a good background.”

“High quality?”

“Yeah, I heard you broke through the iron plate on the political exam.”

“……”

Han Tae-Seok looked a little surprised at Jang Pal-sang’s words.

“Hmm. All right. Bring him over.”

“Yes!”

Jang Pil-sang immediately replied to Han Tae-Seok’s words and ran away.

Three unmanned men he brought in moments.

Cheongsang and Jiegalsan were together after the fat Cheongwoo, who was losing his strength and looked sad.

“Cheer up. But Bo-Byeol is the best.”

Jegalsan Mountain comforted Cheongwoo by patting him on the shoulder

“Tsk, how stupid you are! How could you have neglected your studies so much? What do you mean, “fall”? Even if you tarnish your uncle’s name, it’s still oily.”

Cheongsang is a tree with a cold face

It was here.

“Hey, why the three of us?”

Han Tae-Seok looked at Jang Pal-sang irritably.

“Well, Chung-woo is like a special test, and the other two have not yet turned around.”

“Really? That’s great. I’ll test all three of them.”

“The head of the bridge?”

“Yeah. Everyone’s busy.”

“All right, then adjust the order

I’ll put it down.”

Jang Pal-sang stepped down, and Han Tae-Seok called Cheongwoo.

“Are you Bo-gyeol or CHUNGWOO?”

“Yes, I’m Chung-woo, the great student of the shaman.”

an exhausted voice Cheongwoo became more depressed at the word Bo-gyeol, and Jegalsan Mountain comforted him again, and Cheongsang closed his eyes and sighed.

It’s kind of like a mother who comforts a lost child and a father who doesn’t like it

A shamanic disciple and the daughter of Zhugexa. It was a unique combination. How does the rivalry between the shaman and Zhugeol over the northern part of the country seem so familiar that everyone in the group knows?

But somehow, the eyes of the people around me were unusual.

Those who came to take the military service examination were concentrating on them. Why can’t you focus on those who haven’t taken the test yet, as well as those who are in the middle of it and glances at them?

‘Well, you said you had a hole in the iron plate. Well, we can check it out.’

Han Tae-Seok nodded forward.

“Chungwoo.”

“…Yes, the death penalty.”

“How long are you going to die? Are you going to waste your uncle’s teachings? Will you be ashamed to see me again?”

“Don’t be intimidated, and do your best.”

Cheong-woo clenched his fist in front of Han Tae-Seok due to Cheong-sang’s reproachful cheering.

The blue man is right.

I have no face to see Jinmu now. No, before that, my cousin’s character must have been beaten to death.

When Chung-woo posed, Han Tae-Seok shook his head and sighed

The waddling movement is almost like a ball rolling. He’s so slow that I doubt he’s mastered martial arts, but he has to take the test

It is a special test at the request of Nam Ro-hwan. It is not possible to be as vain as it did not meet the original requirements. I will check it myself so that there is no misunderstanding, so prepare it.”

“Yes!”

Chung-woo raised his eyes slightly and clenched his fist.

The test is simple. You can take away the red string tied to my waist. Choose a martial art that you are confident in.”

“It’s a shaman’s Chilsungkwon.”

“The Chilsung… Volume.”

“I am most confident in my martial arts. I only learned this and learned this.”

Han Tae-Seok’s face was slightly wrinkled at the words.

It’s such a famous martial art.

If you ask a kid who doesn’t care about the neighbourhood what he’s learning, he’ll have the right to join the Samjae Sword

Like this, the Chilsung area was the basis of the shamanistic rights law. It is worth knowing that he learned and mastered only the Chilseongkwon, not the ascendant martial arts. I can’t believe I’m taking a special test because I’m so good at this.

I was a little disappointed in Han Tae-Seok’s face, which I expected a little bit. It was the same for those who were watching for a moment.

It was disappointing. I’m sure he ate a smooth piece of medicine somewhere and grew up in a hurry. I thought it was right to say that the shaman was failing to send such an unprepared student.

“Try it.”

“Yes!”

Han turned his right hand back. There was a gap in skills, so I was going to use only one hand.

The use of internal forces was prohibited in the examination of the military corps. It checks how hard you purely mastered martial arts and how much you practised herbivores.

No matter how strong martial arts were, it could not have been possible to take away the red string on Han Tae-Seok’s waist if he did not apply herbivores properly.

“Whoa.”

Chung-woo took a light breath and took the posture of the first herbivore.

And then,

Blue!

“….!”

As soon as the hind feet pushed the ground hard, the air burst and Chung-woo’s body rushed toward Han Tae-Seok in an instant.

“Oh! What’s so fast!