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Chapter 1655

fault! Get on it!

Urgent yet nervous footsteps rang out.

“Now, long story… … .”

“Get out of the way!”

Those who were surprised to see the owner of the footsteps turned left and right. Heo Do-jin walked roughly along the open road.

After passing through the middle gate within the precincts, an archaic Taoist palace appeared.

It’s an investigation. At the shaman’s shrine where the memorial tablets of our ancestors were kept, about a dozen monks were bowing.

“this… … .”

Heo Do-jin, who almost screamed without realizing it, bit his lower lip and barely suppressed his aging.

This is a place where the memorial tablets of ancestors who lived and served as shamans throughout their lives are kept. It is the most sacred place, and it is a place where no disturbance or quarrel is allowed. Even if I am Heo Do-jin.

“Yes, this guy… … .”

“One fold.”

Heo Do-jin-in gritted his teeth and spoke, but before that, a solemn, firm, and calm voice covered his voice. Then, the disciples of the shaman at Josajeon Hall bowed reverently toward their ancestor’s memorial tablet.

Heo Do-jin clenched his fists.

No matter how much they bow before entering the temple, there is no way that the shaman’s disciples would not know that Heo Do-jin had come. But now they were completely ignoring Heo Do-jin, as if he didn’t even exist here in the first place.

How can you not know what it means?

“One fold!”

Nine bows.

It was only after the ritual, which can only be dedicated to teachers and instructors, was carried out perfectly without any negligence, that the disciples fully stood up.

Heo Do-jin, who was biting his lips while waiting for all of these rituals to end, immediately let out a chilling voice.

“What are they doing?”

The disciples at the temple all turned their attention to Heo Do-jin.

“I asked what you were doing!”

“As you can see, he was bowing to the patriarch.”

“You know I’m not asking that right now!”

“Please lower your voice, Jang Moon-in.”

“… … what?”

“Our ancestors are watching.”

At those words, Heo Do-jin’s gaze reflexively went beyond the people standing in front of him and towards the memorial tablets enshrined in Josajeon Hall.

Incense smoke wafted in front of the well-maintained, luxurious memorial tablet.

“Space. “Did you do this?”

As Heo Dojinin asked, Heogong, who was bowing in front of the memorial tablet, slowly turned around. He stared at Heo Do-jin in silence and then bowed deeply and expressed his respect.

“Meet Jang Moon-in… … .”

“Answer me!”

In the end, Heo Do-jin-in could not bear it anymore and sharply cut off the empty bow. He looked so feverish that it was hard to imagine him as usual.

“I asked if it was you who did it! “Are you sure you were the one who ordered this nonsense?”

“It’s hard to understand what you’re saying, Jang Mun-in.”

“Difficult to understand?”


Unlike Heo Do-jin, who was very excited, the sky was strangely calm. Even though I am facing sharp anger head-on.

“What is so hard to understand? “Can’t you answer me right away?”

“It is exactly as I said. “It is difficult for Sodo to understand why Jang Mun-in thinks that way.”

“… … what?”

“Do I have the authority to force the shaman’s disciples?”

For a moment, Heo Do-jin-in closed his mouth as if speechless.

“In the first place, are the shaman’s disciples the kind of people who listen to someone’s words and are swayed by them to make up their own minds?”

“Then what you’re saying is…” … .”

“Yes, Jang Mun-in.”

The sky nodded.

“There is no such thing as someone giving orders. No one would dare do that. “This is simply the result of the disciples’ opinions coming together.”

The more Heo Do-jin heard the calm voice, the more frustrated Heo Do-jin’s heart became, as if it was about to burst. As he stared into space for a long time with a murderous gaze, he looked at the other disciples.

And asked.

“Is it true?”

“… … .”

“Answer me, Mujin. “Is it true?”

In response to the cold question, Mujin let out a deep sigh.

“That’s right, Jang Mun-in. There was no such thing as coercion. “It just made sense.”

“Jinhyeon. “Is it the same for you?”


Jinhyeon also nodded without any delay.

“It was my thought and my will.”


The sound of Heo Do-jin’s lips grinding their teeth came out.

There was no change in his solemn expression, but he could tell how angry Heo Do was just from the sound.

“What are you thinking?”


“What on earth are you trying to do! “You foolish bastards!”

“Jang Moon-in. “Our ancestors are watching.”

“Space! “Yes, you guy!”

In the end, Heo Do-jin’s words exploded like thunder. The old Josajeon Hall shook as if it would collapse at any moment due to the wave of energy that was loaded with internal power.

“I’m saying this because the inspector is watching! What on earth are you doing! Are you planning to cut off the shaman’s karma from your generation? “What would the ancestors of shamans say if they saw you now?”

“I’m sure you’ll say it’s great.”

“… … what?”

“I think you will nod your head saying that it is amazing and wonderful. So, isn’t that why I came to pay homage to the monks?”

“Oh my… … .”

Heo Do’s body began to tremble. It was hard for him to know whether she was too angry or because she felt stuffy inside.

“Do you think the priests will be proud of you as you end the shaman’s legacy?”


“Does that make sense?”

“Of course it makes sense.”

Compared to Heo Do-jin, who looked devastated, Heo Gong answered calmly.

“Because that’s right.”

“… … .”

“A shaman is not a place to continue. Shamans exist to be right. “If you lose your reputation by doing what is right, isn’t that a much better thing than maintaining your reputation by doing wrong?”

“This guy… … .”

He Do-jin’s hands were shaking.

“Do you know what you just said?”

“Yes, I know for sure. Long story short, no… … . “Long sentence of death.”

“… … .”

“We must not commit something that cannot be undone again. “I know this for sure.”


“Your brother will know. “We shouldn’t back down.”

“… … .”

“I backed down even though I shouldn’t have backed down. Just as spilled water cannot be picked up again, what was lost due to a wrong choice cannot be regained no matter what. But how could I make the same choice again?”

“Well, that’s not your karma! It’s me! This is the karma I must carry! But how can you do that? … .”

“Why is that the job of a former scholar?”

Jinhyeon, who was quietly listening to the conversation, spoke in a cool voice.

“That is a shaman’s job.”

“It’s my choice.”

“yes. Former Jang Moon-in. I was chosen by Jang Moon-in. However, just because you made the choice does not mean that you can take on all of your sins. If you think that way, it is arrogance and overconfidence.”

“… … “What did you say?”

“I said it was arrogance.”

Jinhyeon looked directly at Heo Dojinin with clear eyes.

“Whatever you think, we are the ones who accepted Jang Moon-in’s choice. We also cannot be free from that sin. But are you telling me to commit the same mistake again under the same command? “Are you giving me an excuse that doesn’t even seem like an excuse, such as saying that Jang Mun-in instructed me to do so?”

“… … .”

“I have lived as a disciple of a shaman. And there was no such thing as cowardice in what the shaman taught me.”

“You, this guy… … .”

“If Jang Mun-in is truly my teacher, then do not make me beg for my life through cowardice disguised as loyalty. That is not a way to save me, but rather a way to kill the rest of my life.”

Heo Do-jin’s face changed several times in a short moment. Her voice came out slightly trembling.

“So you want to die?”

“… … .”

“Are you willing to throw your life away like that even though you know that an enemy you can’t handle is coming? Whatever you think! To carry out that stubbornness that I’m not even sure is right? “Do you think that you, your teacher, and your brother-in-law, will all be relieved if you give them all a cold soul?”

“No one forced you, Jang Mun-in.”

“… … .”

“Only those who choose themselves. As you said, these are people who would give up their lives for the ‘obstinate’ name of ‘rightness’ that they believe in.”

Jinhyeon’s gaze went beyond Heo Dojinin and gazed behind him. Without realizing it, Heodo followed his gaze and looked back.

I could see countless disciples lined up outside the middle gate.

Each and every one of them had eyes shining with determination. These are the eyes of those who are willing to die. This may be similar to Heo Do’s conversation with Heo Sanja not long ago.

Distribution and position are meaningless. Both the first and second disciples were looking at him with the same eyes.

Heo Do-jin, who had been looking at Jin-hyeon, who was standing with a face full of determination, and Mu-jin, who was resolutely keeping his mouth shut, for a moment, shifted his gaze to the sky again.

“Gong… … .”

“Don’t say anything, death penalty.”

“… … .”

“I know what you’re going to say. Perhaps you want to take full responsibility yourself and set us free. “Because that’s the way of a long-time writer.”

“Space… … .”

“But the death penalty. “That method may put the death penalty’s mind at ease and deceive the world, but it cannot deceive my own heart.”

Heo Do-jin bit his lip.


Perhaps Heo Do-jin can set them free with his violent death. He may be able to free them from the world’s condemnation.

But I also know. What is the sky saying?

Even if everyone in the world accepts the shaman’s atonement. No, even if the day comes when the world praises shamans again, the scars left when they ran away from their enemies using the excuse of Heo Do-jin’s orders will not disappear.

Even people who can fool everything in the world cannot fool their own hearts.

You wouldn’t know it if you weren’t conscious of it, but the moment you become conscious of it, they have no other choice.

“… … “Is that your answer?”

“Yes, Jang Mun-in. And this is my answer, their answer, the shaman’s answer, and the long writer’s answer.”

“my… … answer?”

Heo Gong smiled faintly for the first time as he looked at Heo Do-jin, who did not understand what he meant and asked again.

“If Jang Moon-in were in our position, he would definitely have done this.”

Heo Do-jin closed his eyes as he felt the world becoming dimmer for a moment.

“This is what we learned from the shaman and what we learned from Jang Mun-in.”

Without realizing it, I let out a heavy, sad sigh.

‘How… … .’

I thought that their wounds would have deepened during the time of the funeral.

However, they could not fathom that the deeper wounds and the deeper thoughts that resulted from them would have made them grow.

These are no longer the humble disciples of the shaman of the past who blindly followed his orders. Now, he has become a confident Daoist who cannot even do Heo Dao carelessly.

‘… … But how is it that that time is now!’

Their growth, their justice, and their Taoism will lead the shamans to extinction.

This is the growth of these people that Heo Do-jin desperately hoped for.

It seemed like a terrible ending was being drawn before my eyes. A heavy emotion, not sure whether it was despair or sadness, washed over me like a huge wave.

‘O primordial heavenly being… … . This… … Isn’t this too harsh…? … .’

Heo Do-jin closed his eyes tightly. Her eyelids fluttered.

It was a sad and sad feeling.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect


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