Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 156
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Changhye and Changgung followed Chilsung Jinin. Their expressions walking in Unjungcheon were heavier than ever.
After walking for a long time, a signboard with three letters clearly written on it was hung on the pavilion where they arrived.
It is a place in charge of the practical living of Unjungcheon, the Ministry of Government Administration. The enormous amount of money required to operate Unjungcheon was executed through the Ministry of General Administration, and the wealth was multiplied by intervening in Kangho’s various interest projects.
Through a series of processes, Unjungcheon’s wealth increased exponentially, and at present, it was impossible to even guess how much its wealth was.
Given the circumstances, the boundaries of the General Officer’s Office were very strict. Numerous unmanned personnel guarded the General Office without a gap throughout the twelve examinations a day. It was like Cheol Ongseong, where unmanned people, who can be called first-class individuals, stand on the alert.
An unmanned figure with a large sword on his waist, wearing a purple gun, stood in front of Chilseong Jinin.
“Stop walking. This is the General Office. Those who have not made an appointment in advance cannot enter.”
The man’s body in a purple gun was exuding tremendous power and a sense of coercion.
He was Jeong Yul-kwa, the lord of the Jahodae, who was in charge of protecting the General Office. No one was allowed to enter the General Office without his permission.
Chilsung Jinin stepped forward.
“I am the Seven Stars of Volcanic Waves. I made an appointment in advance, so check the list of visitors.”
“Please wait.”
Soon, an unmanned man of the self-help team ran to Jeong Yul-gwa with a list. Jeong Yul-gwak, who was looking at the list, gave an example to Chilsung Jinin.
“I confirmed it, Chilsung Jinin. Sorry. These days, many people suddenly come to ask for a request and have committed rudeness.”
“Is it also because of the chocks?”
“I think so. Please go in. The general will be waiting for you.”
“Then, work hard.”
Chilsung Jinin, Changgung, and Changhye passed the Jahodae and entered the General Office. Jeong Yul-gwa, who looked at Chilsung Jinin’s back for a while, told his subordinates.
“Let everyone be vigilant.”
“Yes!”
Chilseong Jin-in took a step after leaving the unmanned people of the Jahodae behind.
As the place where Unjungcheon is in charge of the actual living, the General Administration Department was truly huge. The three halls, four large warehouses, and the patronage with a huge training center and gasan were all the domains of the General Office. It was a larger scale than quite a few small and medium-sized literary schools.
“Hmmm!”
Changgung and Changhye shed exclamation on the tremendous scale. It was difficult to see such a huge temple even in volcanic waves. It was hard to believe that this was a general office.
Chilsung Jinin entered the largest hall. Then the servant who was waiting guided him to his heart.
The door opened and the scenery inside the room was revealed.
The interior that was spacious enough for dozens of children to run around was very old-fashioned. The walls were filled with rare objects that ordinary people could never see in their lifetime, and the view of Unjungcheon was at a glance through the spacious windows.
There he was.
A man wearing a pure white long ginseng and Yugun on his head was teasing a small brush on the Korean paper in front of him.
He was in his late fifties, so he couldn’t hide the traces of the years. He had white frosts on his head and wrinkles on his forehead. However, there was no single point of dust in the clear, deep black eyes, making the age unclear.
He was Kwan Dae-seung, the general manager in charge of the practical living of Unjungcheon. He was one of the most influential figures in Kangho, a real world leader who led the vast livelihood of Unjungcheon.
Kwan Dae-seung kept teasing the brush whether he knew Chilseong Jinin had come or not. Chilsung Jinin stayed quiet for a while because it seemed like he was writing something.
Finally, Gwan Dae-seung stopped writing and folded the paper finely. After putting the paper in the bag and sealing it, he looked at the Chilsung Jinin.
“You are here, Chilsung Jinin. He has been rude to serving guests. Sorry. I’m in a hurry to issue orders over budget execution issues.”
“If you do big things, you can do that. The world knows how busy he is.”
“I am grateful for understanding that way.”
Kwan Dae-seung looked with a nice smile. Looking at such Kwan Dae-seung, Chilsung Jin-in was convinced that Kang-ho’s evaluation was not wrong.
Although he was actually leading the super-giant power of Unjungcheon, there was no noise from Kwan Dae-seung. The opinion was that it was fair and safe because it was based on the principle of principle without bias in any direction. It was known that his personality was also modest and humble, so he never ignored people.
“By the way, did Chilsung Jinin come to me for a job? Is it because of the event of electing a stick horse?”
“no. The fact is… … .”
Chilsung Jinin explained in detail the series of events that took place on the Unmado River Line. The more I listened to his story, the more seriously Gwan Dae-seung’s expression changed.
“So it’s that those with double-sided Sura tattoos are sneaking into the stronghold?”
“That’s right. I think there will be more such people in Kangho besides the members.”
“Well! If that’s true, it’s usually not a serious problem.”
“Did Unjungcheon know anything about such an organization?”
“As Chilsung Jinin knows, all the intelligence of Unjungcheon at present was mobilized to understand the Jundong of Milya. Therefore, there is no weakness in what is happening inside Jungwon.”
“As a result of this, the great disciple of the volcanic wave died. Therefore, I will formally request Unjungcheon in the name of the volcanic wave. Please investigate the group that symbolizes the double-sided sura.”
Chilsung Jin-in’s grim expression made Gwan Dae-seung also invaded.
“Hmm! I don’t think this is my own decision. I will speak to the nine heavens and take action.”
“I’ll ask you, the council officer.”
“Of course this is my job. I don’t even feel like a favor.”
Chilsung Jinin’s expression was slightly relaxed at Kwan Dae-seung’s firm answer. This is because we know that if Kwan Dae-seung answered that way, there would be a strict investigation into the group that symbolizes the two-sided Sura.
‘Changwoon, wait a little bit. I will surely relieve your resentment.’
Chilsung Jin-in politely took a pimp on Gwan Dae-seung and went outside.
Gwan Dae-seung stared at the back of Chilsung Jinin. And finally, when Chilsung Jinin’s appearance completely disappeared, a young smile disappeared from his mouth.
As if I had become a different person, even my prayers and mood changed. The relaxed smile, like a warm spring wind, disappeared everywhere and was expressionless like an iron armor, so I couldn’t guess what I was thinking.
He looked at the vast land of Unjungcheon that unfolded out of the window.
“Hmm!”
The vast land of the Absolutes, the utopia of unmanned people he had cultivated with all his heart and soul was spreading in front of his eyes.
Jin Mu-won was sitting cross-legged under the support of Jangwon. On his knees, the story lies finely. After returning to Jangwon, Jin Muwon immediately went into meditation.
This place was like an enemy camp.
There were many times more people with hostility than those with favor to him. Their strength was so great that Jinmuwon could not dare to imagine.
None of the people here were not experts, and none of them had a solid background. And most of them were like potential enemies of Jinmuwon.
After meeting an unknown old man yesterday, Jin Muwon felt the need to check his martial arts again.
After coming down from the north, his martial arts rose dramatically. He was now and he was a completely different person before. Because of that, he was not able to grasp his own limitations.
The excitement had to be calmed down and the limitations of the person had to be clearly recognized. Only then was he able to judge and react with a cool and frank judgment in any case.
‘First of all, Man Young-gyeol.’
This is Man Young-gyeol, also known as the swastika heart. It contains a vast amount of content. It was not easy to learn, and the group was not completely established as it contained the heart of the successive literary masters of Buk Astronomy intact.
Jinmuwon was a pioneer. As he learned Man Young-gyeol, he had to establish his own group.
Jinmuwon managed Man Younggyeol. Then, the shadow naegong that was sleeping on the back side of Danjeon began to move without notice.
Thrash!
Like ink, the pores of the shadow spread throughout the whole body without any signs. Despite the fact that Jinmuwon is operating Naeong, no one in the Jangwon has noticed.
As the shadow pitting moved, he awakened to the omnidirectional sense.
The realm of the senses began to expand. His senses expanded to three chapters, five chapters, and a dozen chapters.
Even when I closed my eyes, I could see the grass bugs moving and the falling leaves clearly in my mind. The realm of the omnidirectional sense was embodied in his mind.
This was his gap. In his own space, where he can exert his best abilities, he was able to exert his abilities.
‘About ten visits.’
This is a fact you already know. I knew that that was my limit.
‘Is that just that much? My limits, my limits… … .’
Jinmuwon clenched his teeth and operated the naegong. However, in the tenth chapter of Bang Won, the area of sensation was no longer expanded. Still, Jinmuwon did not give up.
‘You don’t have to double or triple it. If I could expand the area even if it was just a job task.’
For the possibility of doing the job, Jinmuwon worked with all his might. The cold sweat flowed down on Jinmuwon’s back. However, Jin Moo-won fell in love with such a fact that he could not even recognize it.
How long has it been so far? Suddenly Jinmuwon jumped up and started to dance a sword dance.
The story broke through the air. Swordlight flashed in the dawn sky. An extinct sword, the incomprehensible sword, is unfolding.
Jinmuwon won the patronage at a terrifying pace.
His appearance, moving while spreading a mountain stream, was like running water. Sometimes it was as strong as a torrent, and sometimes it turned smoothly, and there was no hesitation.
All I hear is the sound of the sword breaking through the air and the fluttering of the hem.
Jinmuwon spread his sword and spread it again in the sea of tranquility.
There was someone watching Jinmuwon’s appearance with his eyes open. It was Mt. Myeongryu who was looking at it with the teeth clenched and fists clenched.
“I, I… … .”
Those who are far stronger than him are immersed in martial arts until later than him.
Xuang!
Every time Jinmuwon swung his sword, he felt as if his chest was being cut off. It was terrifyingly scary, but I was sick of it with a sharp feeling.
“Why is such a stickman until this time… … .”
It is Myeongryusan Mountain, which has been contributing only a few times before the bet can be released to the outside. I was sick of the joy that I could become a master, so I even put on a drink. However, Jinmuwon was immersed in martial arts even at that time.
My face became hot.
At that moment, someone came by his side.
The man who stood shoulder to shoulder with Mt. Myeongryu was Ha Jin-wol. He also came out and saw Jinmuwon devoted himself to martial arts.
The appearance of Jinmuwon spreading his sword in the dark was even beautiful.
Myeongryu Mountain complained from the side.
“Why the hell is he so… … .”
It was incomprehensible from his common sense. Had he had the same martial arts as Jinmuwon, he would have lived in the main forest every day.
At that moment, I heard Ha Jin-wol’s voice.
“That is the strength of those who have lived day by day with a desperate heart. Those decades of years became his barrier and belief. Are you lucky? You said you were chosen?”
“… … .”
“Don’t talk about bullshit. The path he followed is not light enough to disrespect those who have not lived fiercely. Everything about that guy is a tower built across diagonal lines. The hardness of a person called a drum sword is made by walking along the path of suffering and being crushed. With what kind of heart do you live day by day? Did there really exist urgency in your heart?”
“… … .”
He couldn’t give any answer.
There was a ripple in the heart of Mt. Myeongryu.