episode_0041

About a month has passed since the funeral celebration for Murong Xue was changed to a celebration for the treatment of arrhythmia and an engagement ceremony.

During that time, many warriors came and went from the city center of the large region called Liaodong, where the Murong clan was located.

Most of those who left were those who came to see Mo Yong-seol’s funeral and returned in great shock.

When I saw that the disease called tachycardia, specifically tachycardia, had been completely cured without any particular problems, I was amazed and on the day I had to leave, I packed my bags one by one and left.

Some people packed their bags early and left Liaodong in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances.

Those who somehow felt that some kind of chaos was about to break out in the Muryong Segae clan returned to their homes to avoid the chaos in the martial arts world.

I should have gone back home in the first place.

If the Central Plains martial arts world collapses, isn’t it within touching distance?

I couldn’t leave my house empty forever, and although the situation in Yodong seemed serious, I couldn’t stay there any longer, so I had no choice but to return.

So nine out of ten returned to their home base.

Then why did the remaining one remain near the Moyong family’s estate?

Why do you change to long-term accommodation and pay close attention to the situation of the Mo Yong-se family, even if it means paying a lot of money for expensive lodging?

Most of them were people related to patients with vasovagal syncope.

Even if they were not the immediate family of the patient with vasovagal syncope, their relatives, priests of the sect, or those who had a connection with them would arrange for an inn so that Mo Yong-se could remain nearby.

At the same time as keeping a close eye on the situation at Mo Yong-se, if Mo Yong-se starts accepting ‘first-come, first-served applications for treatment of varicose veins’, I will immediately submit my application.

The previously built relationship and such did not work at all with the Mo Yong Se family.

If it were any other matter, Murong Sega would have accepted it as such, but Murong Sega showed a considerably sensitive reaction to Yiryong Seokmuyol and thoroughly moved with Murong Sega at the center.

-Oh my goodness! Please, my nephew!! Please!!

Even when confronted by a master who was knocking on the door outside the main gate and begging him to cure his nephew’s pulse when he arrived at Yodong Castle, Mo Yong-se responded thoroughly without even verbally saying, “I will do so.”

-Treatment starts with emergency patients.

-No, who said that?!

-Yi-ryong Seok-mu-wol. The only doctor who can create the Geuk-yang-ji-hwan that can cure vein thrombosis.

-…….

-Of course, if you arrive early, you can check in first and get treated. However, I don’t plan on taking in dead patients, so if you really need treatment, bring them to me.

The affairs regarding the treatment of Yi-ryong Seok-mu-wol and Jeol-maek-jeung were all handled by Bu-ga-ju Mo-yong-san.

Mo Yong-san treated everyone fairly, regardless of whether they were experts or beginners, and did not provide any special treatment to those who were Gupa-il-bang, Odae-sega, or other martial arts powers of a similar level.

Even against the Murim Alliance.

If there were a few things he helped the Murim Alliance with while talking to them, it would be that the leader of the Murim Alliance personally gave instructions to convert one of the inns that had been hastily purchased into a Murim Alliance-affiliated accommodation facility and to respond by linking it up with the Murim Alliance.

Among those who attended the banquet, those who remained near the Moryong family were roughly 2-3 people out of 100, and were roughly divided into two groups.

One. A person who is affiliated with the Murim Alliance and is in charge of and assists in the treatment of pulseless vein disease.

2. Persons concerned with patients with vasovagal syncope.

At first, there was chaos, such as the swordsman knocking on the front gate of the Murong family and attacking them, but as time passed, things became more organized and the chaos gradually subsided.

It had to be that way.

After all, it was because the Moryong family declared that they would ‘treat patients with vasculitis’.

Although the amount of Geukyangjihwan produced is not that large, he declared that if a patient with pulse oedema comes to Mo Yong Se Ga, he will prescribe Geukyangjihwan and treat them like Mo Yong Seol.

If there had been no such declaration, many people in the martial arts world would have been bound to misunderstand or have prejudices.

The Mo Yong Se family monopolizes the Yi Yong Seok Mu Wol.

Even though other Sega and sect patients are dying from pulse syndrome, they are not willing to share the treatment with others, so I wonder what their hidden agenda is with this miracle.

If that happens, all that will happen in the end is chaos.

Even if the strongest person in the martial arts world was the swordsman Murongcheon, it would have been burdensome in many ways to unilaterally cause a bloody disaster against those in desperate need in the martial arts world.

With that in mind, people waited for the door of the Moyong family to open.

There were stories of a few people going in for self-examination, but no one came out, so I kept pricking up my ears and becoming curious, wondering if they were receiving long-term care.

And it doesn’t show up after the examination.

Rumor has it that a stunningly beautiful female swordsman has appeared.

There is also a gruesome story going around that the people of Jageommun insulted Mo Yongseol and he was killed by the hands of Geomseong.

There are even malicious rumors that the dragon Seok Mu-wol was actually an assassin sent by the Demonic Cult, but was so blinded by love that he spared his target instead of killing him.

Although there were many stories, those who stayed at the nearby inn watched the situation closely every day while looking at the Mo Yong Se.

I wonder if something big will happen in the Mo Yong-se family.

If there is such a thing, it would be a huge deal in the world of martial arts.

It happened.

“People came from Habukpangga!”

Habukpengga.

The world praises the five great martial arts families with the surnames Namgung, Dokgo, Mo-yong, Paeng, and Jegal as the ‘Five Great Masters’.

Among them, where is Habukpengga?

It is the family of Emperor Tao.

It is widely said that even the Sword Master in his prime would not be able to match his fierce swordsmanship, and if it were not for the Murong clan, the Hebei Peng family would have claimed to be the undisputed best martial arts clan in the lands east of the Yellow River.

That Habukpengga came to Murongsega with 50 unmanned men.

“Seo, no way…!”

“Go to war…?!”

The head of the household himself.

It is not known whether there was a prior arrangement or whether he just came in, but the head of the Habuk Peng family came to Liaodong in person and knocked on the front gate of the Murong family.

Squeak.

The door opened, and Murong Shan, the head of the Murong family, welcomed the head of the Habuk Peng family.

One month.

The main gate of the Murong family, which had never been opened to anyone outside the family except when treating patients with venous thrombosis or checking the sword after examination, was opened like that.

People thought.

“Are you trying to form an alliance with Habukpangga…?”

Something is definitely ‘happening’.

* * *

[A little later, in the pavilion of Seongnakwon.]

Hair growth is restored through the use of the Geukyangjihwan [hair tonic].

Raise the head of the Taoist emperor and formally form an alliance with the Habuk Peng family.

“Looking at it from the outside, the Habuk Peng family and the Mo Yong family are families that face each other in a relatively close area, so it would seem like they are trading for each other’s interests.”

I slowly opened my mouth towards a middle-aged(?) old man sitting in front of me.

“Whether it’s an exchange of martial arts or something else, or some external event that hides people’s eyes, Habukpengga is forming an alliance with Murongsega.”

“That alliance ultimately depends on the will of the King.”

Look at the old man’s behavior, he is arrogant and speaks harshly to me.

He is emitting a murderous aura towards me with his arms crossed, and he is licking his lips as if he can’t sit still.

“Is that your plan, Representative Seok?”

“Yes, Elder Dohwang.”

Emperor.

A man wearing black robes and a bamboo hat.

He is now showing hostility towards me.

“Those who are still outside do not know that I have visited the Moyong Segae with my son.”

“Of course. I heard from my family that it is difficult for you to show yourself to the public.”

“…….”

“I can cure it. I will return what you lost to Elder Dohwang.”

“How arrogant.”

The emperor let out a hollow laugh.

“How can you bring back something that has already left?”

“It is possible if you have the power of the Great Yang Ji Hwan. And the power that makes it even more certain is will. It is the faith of the elder Do Hwang.”

“My faith?”

“Yes. This.”

I took out two pills.

“After taking the Keukyangjihwan in the form of a single ring, apply this Keukyangji liquid, which looks like a gold potion, to your head.”

“…….”

One was a pill, like the one taken by patients with varicose veins, and the other was a white, oily ointment similar to a gold pill applied to wounds.

“I don’t know exactly what was written in the letter that the head of the household sent to the Emperor. However, at least it must have said that the Emperor’s illness could be cured. This Seokmuwol, himself.”

“…I have one last question.”

The emperor looked at me intently and asked.

“Can you cure it?”

“Yes. The efficacy of the medicine does not depend on the medicine itself. If the elder Do-hwang truly wishes for it, the efficacy of the medicine will take effect on its own according to his will.”

“…then.”

The emperor took off his hat.

Twinkle.

The hair that had been flowing down the side along with the hat rose up, and the Emperor fully revealed his true identity.

“If you mocked me for being brainless, Murong will have to shed blood on the way of Peng.”

“Of course.”

I handed the medicine to the emperor, and the emperor took the pill with a dubious look on his face and applied the hair tonic to his head.

and.

“My wish is….”

The moment he slowly recited his wish.

“Ugh, ugh…!?”

Do-hwang started to grab his head.

* * *

A devastated street.

A quiet land where not a single blade of grass grows.

Sarak.

Between the cracks in the rocks, a reed poked its head out.