episode_0389

‘It might have been…’

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa agreed to her inner voice.

Just by practicing martial arts diligently and becoming one of the later masters, Mo Yong-yeon-hwa could be said to have upheld his duty.

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa was just one of the members of the main family.

He had no obligation to Shaanse Bunta until he left his home with Mo Yong-seo to resolve the matter.

An inner voice whispered.

-Yes, that’s right.

-The Shaanxi Bunta did not ask their parents for help, and it was a path they chose on their own.

-It’s good to be self-employed.

Maybe so.

In the end, wasn’t it their choice to join hands with Hyeongyo?

That’s what Moyong Yeonhwa thought as she watched the five-thousand-mile journey unfold before her eyes.

“….Ah.”

One person caught the eye of Mo Yong Yeon Hwa.

-Haha, sister, it’s been a while!

It was Moyongmo.

Without even realizing it, he tried to create a rift with the women of the party and fortune-telling faction.

Even though he was frowned upon by Bunta’s subordinates, he did not stop inspecting the mine.

Even though Hu Dae was a sane guy who fell for Ho Cheon-an’s plan.

-Moyong family, who neglects vicious merchants, wake up! Wake up!

He was not afraid of even confrontation with Bunta and stood up for what he thought was right.

-sister! Please help! The collateral worlds of Shaanseobunta simply had their eyes elsewhere for a moment! Once they know the true state of the mine, they too will come to their senses!

Before his eyes was Mo Yong-mo, who knew the relationship between the main family and Bunta, but had been asking for him without heeding the risk of being branded a traitor by Bunta.

The moment she met those upright eyes in her memory, Moyong Yeonhwa recalled again why she had run the 5,000 miles.

“I wanted to return Seomseobunta back to its original family. If there was a problem, I wanted to solve it together.”

I didn’t want to completely cut off my relationship with Mo Yong-mo, who I played with, and Mo Yong-jin, who patted my head when I was young.

Isn’t that why you came here?

-The subsidiary branches of Shaanxi Bunta were in secret with the blood religion. But are you still in a relationship?

An inner voice spoke as if mocking Mo Yong-Yeonhwa’s thoughts.

“I believe that they too will be able to reflect and atone.”

-For the sake of the Moyong family, it is important to thoroughly identify the nature of Seomseobunta’s crimes and punish him severely! Are you planning to tarnish the entire name of Mo Yong-se with just one incident?

“I will bear it all.”

Moyong Yeonhwa answered her inner voice and became aware of her own changes. I felt that the vague determination that had been floating around like a cloud was gradually becoming stronger.

Perhaps sensing the change in Mo Yong Yeon Hwa, the inner voice continued speaking urgently.

-That’s nonsense! Do you think it makes sense to preserve the reputation of the Moyong family while not severely punishing those who are affiliated with the blood religion?

“It must be difficult. But I was prepared enough.”

-That’s impossible!

“It is possible.”

Moyong Yeonhwa spoke as if comforting her inner voice.

“There is a sideline that has continued to carry out what it believes to be right despite being pointed at from the outside and isolated from the inside. Is there anything I can’t do?”

-That’s foolish! The weight you have to carry is on a different level from Moyongmo’s pranks!

“It’s not different at all.”

Clearly, there was a big difference between the difficulties of what Mo Yong-mo had done and what Mo Yong-yeonhwa had to do. There were more than one or two hurdles that Mo Yong-se had to overcome before he could resolve the current situation as desired by Mo Yong-se, including the main family, the collateral branches of Shaanxi Bunta, and even the eyes of the world.

However, Moyong Yeonhwa was no longer afraid of such problems and decided to confront them.

“Because the situation is like this. Because this is the situation. Because we have been doing it this way until now. I don’t want to swallow my regrets by saying these words in front of me. I think Shaanxi Bunta’s collateral just took a wrong turn. I don’t know if my associates will reflect differently than I thought, but I want to give them a chance.”

The right path and great principles.

If I could follow it, I would follow it.

But what if they are already unable to follow? What if they are already on the wrong path?

Should we all give up?

Moyong Yeonhwa shook her head.

A special method must be used at special times.

Moyong Yeonhwa wanted to create a new path for those who have strayed from the path to return on their own.

That is a member of the main family.

He is a relative of the Shaanseobunta collaterals.

I thought this was the duty that a child who was loved by the friends and adults he played with should do.

No answer came back.

Mo Yong-yeon-hwa smiled bitterly at the inner voice that disappeared without saying a word and looked at her hands.

A beloved sword was held in an empty hand.

After seeing her beloved sword, Moyong Yeonhwa swung the sword vigorously.

‘I have to win.’

The powerful Paedoilhwigeom and the soft Banyeonmuwolgeom were used alternately.

The Paedo Ilhwi Sword was extremely powerful and the Banyeonmuwolgeom was smoother than ever, but Mo Yong Yeon Hwa instinctively felt it was rough.

Is it a reflection of Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s doubts?

Suddenly, a masked figure was standing in front of Moyong Yeonhwa. The virtual middle class created through Ho Cheon-an’s explanation and special training rushed forward, creating a dragon tide.

It’s not enough.

Mo Yong-yeon-hwa muttered this while shaking hands with the virtual middle-class.

After gaining enlightenment, his martial arts skills improved dramatically, but it was still difficult to overcome Sangseong’s methods.

A phrase came into Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s mind.

The theory of party separation.

Special times require special methods. Moyong Yeonhwa nodded without realizing it.

Shaanxi Bunta was not the only place where special methods were needed.

The fight against the middle class was also a special time, and special moves were needed to win the fight.

To have that special number.

Moyong Yeonhwa’s sword began to change little by little.

*** ***

Seomseobunta vs. Vimunal of the direct lineage.

Standing in an open space in the forest owned by Seomseobunta, which was designated as a place for bimu, Mo Yong-jin breathed a sigh of relief.

‘It was a long week…’

Cheolhyeolseo and Hyeolin suddenly disappeared just before an important mission.

Mo Yong-jingaek, who knew the power of the spirit creature called the Iron Blood Book, did not think that the blood person had died or that the Iron Blood Book had suffered an accident.

Even if there were intruders, there were probably only a few of them, and it was difficult to judge that the Iron Blood Book would be defeated against such a small number of intruders.

There were a few suspicious traces, but there were no traces of battle between the Sanghyeulseo, so from Buntaju’s point of view, he could not help but think that the blood people and the Sanghyeolseo were intentionally absent.

After two days, the Bunta leader and senior officials realized the seriousness of the situation.

Those who had no choice but to join the team accelerated their final training, while the remaining senior members searched the outside to find the Iron Blood Book and Blood Man.

Then I met a mysterious masked person.

With the appearance of the spirit hunter who obtained information from the Book of Iron Blood, Buntaju and his senior leaders had no choice but to gather information and strengthen their guard.

While preparing for the secret battle, Buntaju and the senior members had to find the whereabouts of the Blood Man and the Iron Blood Book, and in addition, they had to find out news about the unknown spirit hunter.

From the point of view of Buntaju and the senior staff, it was a week where they suffered from blood-curdling anxiety.

‘All those worries are over now…!’

There was still no way to know the whereabouts of the Blood Man and the Iron Blood Book, and even if the spirit hunters were trying to find out the whereabouts of the Blood Blood Book, it would be a good thing if they could win the battle with the direct lineage today.

Mo Yong-jin looked around.

The collaterals who were keeping an ambiguous distance and remaining silent came into view.

After witnessing the actual conditions of the mine, the subordinates expressed skepticism about the project. If we can get them back under control, the external disturbance can be easily controlled.

Mo Yong-jin, who was thinking such things, turned his head as he felt a disturbance spreading among the people in the room.

I could see people from the main house approaching from afar.

Looking at that scene, Mo Yong-jin clenched his fists.

How can I not be excited?

After a long period of perseverance, the meeting that would lay the foundation for Shaomseo Bunta to soar was just around the corner.

‘The odds of winning are great.’

The battle between Mo Yong Seok-jil and Mo Yong Chan-gyeong was also a win that would decide the direction of the mine, but in Mo Yong-jingaek’s mind, it was just a match.

The real reason why he staged this fight was because of the power of his divine skills and the power of his superiors, strengthened by the secret arts of blood religion.

Mo Yong Wiji, one of the leading players, will overwhelm Mo Yong Yeonhwa by showing off the power of Shingong, which is a good match between Paedo Ilhwigeom and Banyeonmuwolgeom and a rising martial arts skill.

Because Mo Yong Seok-jil himself would use the techniques of the blood religion based on his advanced martial arts skills to defeat Mo Yong-seo.

Bunta’s collaterals will be astonished and amazed at the power of the divine techniques and clan secret arts that overwhelm the main family.

If they use that momentum to pass on the divine skills of the blood religion, Shaanxi Banta will completely fall into their hands.

Mo Yong-jin, who had been smiling grimly while thinking of such things, could not help but harden his complexion as the distance between him and his direct relatives narrowed.

It was Mo Yong Yeonhwa that made Mo Yong Jin Gaek’s face harden.

The depth of martial arts exuded through gestures has changed.

What about the eyes?

The eyes are the window to the soul.

The eyes became so deep that they could not even be compared to when we met in the mine a week ago, and the prayers became so heavy that they left a heaviness in the heart.

At that change, Mo Yong-jin couldn’t help but think of one word.

enlightenment.

“I’m sorry I’m late. It took some time for Yeonhwa to get her accomplishments in order.”

Mo Yong-jin bit his lip at Mo Yong-seo’s apology, which, rather than being sorry, seemed full of pride.

Why!

Does that mean that Mo Yong Yeon Hwa achieved enlightenment during that week?

Moyongjin Gaek looked at Moyong Wiji, the middle class who will be dancing with Moyong Yeonhwa today. Moyongwiji was also constantly evaluating Moyongyeonhwa, as if he was embarrassed by Moyongyeonhwa’s sudden growth.

Will Mo Yong Wiji be able to win against Mo Yong Yeon Hwa?

It was something that even Mo Yong-jin could not have easily predicted.

“Now, let’s begin.”

With Mo Yong-seo’s confident remarks, the competition between Shaomseo Bunta and the direct line began, in which no one could easily guess the winner or loser.