Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son Chapter 65

Episode 65. Han Jo Sword (cold bird sword)

Han Ibi was so surprised that her eyes popped out.

If it’s ‘Sohae Children’s Introductory Guide’, isn’t it the book in which Bok Yeon-hwa hid the memorandum?

A guidebook for teaching young children who have just entered the Cheongseong Sect….

Every disciple of the Cheongseong Sect, without exception, has a copy of this ‘Introduction Guide to Sohae Children’.

So, so to speak… it can be said to be on the same level as the great classical philosophy books.

These are the great books that everyone knows about but no one has ever read.

Most people probably haven’t even opened it.

Ebi Han said.

“Then… do I have to learn the Qingcheng Sect’s ‘Sohai Child Introductory Instruction’?”

“Yes.”

Huh… Is this really true?

When they find themselves in a situation where they have to fight against the elites of the Blue Star faction, they ask them to read a children’s textbook…

How is this any different from asking them to read elementary school textbooks to prepare for the entrance exam to Seoul National University?

Isn’t this woman so stressed that she lost her temper?

Han Ibi said.

“There are only nine days left?”

“So, even more so, you must study ‘Introductory Instruction for Small Children.’ No, to be precise, you need to learn the ‘Gyeongpyeon Sohaegeom (輕便小孩劍)’ that I created. “Within that time.”

“Is that… possible?”

“It was you who made the suggestion, not me.”

Hehehe. It’s like déjà vu, but… it’s a bit out of place.

Han Ibi still had an expression full of doubt.

Did you even discover that expression?

Bok Yeon-hwa clicked her tongue and said.

“You say you want to be my disciple, but you don’t seem to admit it in your head.”

Then Han Ibi flinched and said.

“no. Could that be possible? “Just…”

“Just?”

“It’s just… I guess I can’t help but feel anxious about how much I can fight Seong Chun-don with this childish martial art.”

Hearing those words, Yeonhwa Bok frowned for a moment. However, he soon changed to a serious expression and spoke.

“Do you know the founder of the Qingcheng Sect?”

This… That doesn’t come up often in martial arts novels…

In terms of Taoism, the Shamanist school is famous for being founded by ‘Jang Sam-bong’, and the Jeon Jin-gyo school is said to have ‘Wang Jung-yang’ as its first founder… but

who is the Cheongseong school? I don’t know if it was made….

“I’m embarrassed, but I’m not sure about my disciple.”

“Actually, we don’t know much.”

“yes?”

“The Cheongseong faction was different from other factions and grew naturally without a separate founder.”

“Is… is that possible? “So you’re saying there won’t be any investigation into faction splitting?”

Are you saying that I came into this rootless sect?

“Rather than being the founder of a sect… it is believed that Jang Do-reung (張道陵), who founded Odumido and later came to Mt. Cheongseong, is the founder.”

‘Ah… that! As for the Odumi religion… they eat it as a secret way to cure sick people… to put it bluntly, I think it’s a pseudo-like group… but you can’t say something like this to their face.’

“yes. okay.”

“It is said that he wrote 24 Tao-gyeong (道經), a method of becoming a hermit. “Things like martial law don’t exist at all.”

“That’s right.”

But he doesn’t teach swordsmanship, so why does he talk about such trivial things at length?…

“But as a result of my research, the number of books he wrote is twenty-five, not twenty-four.”

“Have you done that kind of research? Then… what is the twenty-fifth book?”

“This is an introductory map for Sohae children.”

Hanibi’s eyes opened wide.

“yes?”

“It is the only military-related book believed to have been written by him without revealing his identity.”

Then Han Ibi’s mouth opened wide.

Yeonhwa Bok said.

“I created the Gyeongpyeon Sohae Sword by applying the principles of the Shamanist Taijiquan method to the simple movements of Sohae’s introductory instruction.”

Bok Yeon-hwa’s expression showed a pride that had never been seen before.

‘Great… but that… no matter how I look at it, it seems like plagiarism…’

But of course Han Ibi said while applauding.

“You are really great. Master! “I am very honored to have such a master.”

Bok Yeon-hwa had a proud expression on her face, but her face soon changed to a cold look and she spoke.

“Gyeongpyeonsohaegeom consists of seven movements.”

Han Ibi said while shaking her head.

“It’s not that it’s not, it’s very simple compared to other sword techniques.”

“If we only compare the sword techniques of Heungta, we can say that only you are herbivorous.”

“and! “It really is extreme simplicity.”

Han Ibi, feeling impatient as to when it would start, suddenly raised the mysterious sword and said.

“Then can we get ready right away?”

Then suddenly Bok Yeon-hwa shouted.

“How can a person who practices swordsmanship not have a decent sword?”

‘Huh… It seems like it’s because I’m carrying a sword, not a sword… But what can I do if I couldn’t find a sword as useful as the strange sword…’ Instead of answering, Han Ibi scratched the back of her head

It could have been a little messy, but when Bok Yeon-hwa first appeared, I saw her with a long object wrapped in a cloth around her waist.

In times like these, it’s best to pretend to be clueless.

‘Is it possible to get a bad name like this and finally get a usable sword? Uhhhh. It was very difficult to use a sword with a sword… but it would be even better if I had 100 years of experience!’

At that time, Yeonhwa Bok threw the long object she was carrying upward.

At the same time, he was holding a piece of cloth with his left finger, which was spinning in the air and revealing itself.

Han Ibi was delighted.

‘Oh oh! at las!’

The appearance of the sword finally revealed.

It flew precisely towards Han Yi-bi’s hand under Bok Yeon-hwa’s control. It was a great feat.

chin!

Han Ibi held the sword.

But….

‘Huh? ‘This isn’t a sword, it’s a sword, right?’

It was like that.

Surprisingly, the object Bok Yeon-hwa gave was not a sword but a knife.

It was an ordinary, colorless and odorless straight sword with no shape whatsoever.

It was an ordinary sword with no sheath, no nose, just a handle and a blade.

Han Ibi said on the one hand she was surprised and on the other hand she was disappointed.

“Master.”

“why?”

“This… isn’t a sword.”

“Who said you would give me a sword?”

“But still… how can you practice swordsmanship like this?”

“Why can’t I use it? Even though this guy has a single blade, he can stab and cut, so why can’t he use his sword skills? “The difference between the sword and the sword is because of people’s convenience, not because of its lawless roots.”

Duung!

Once again, Han Ibi’s heart rang.

What separates the sword from the sword… that is, the division of martial arts is nothing more than a division based on human convenience.

So, from the perspective of stabbing, cutting, and hitting attacks, I realized that the distinction between sword and sword was just a play on words.

At that moment, Yeonhwa Bok spoke.

“This sword was passed down to me from my great-grandfather, who was a swordsman.”

“okay.”

It was then.

Tiriring!

[This is a search result from the Korea Institute of Science and Technology DB system.]

Name: Hanzo Sword (cold bird sword)

Classification: Level 4

Series: Short-range swords

Characteristics: It has the name ‘Hanzo’, which means ‘crow’. The addition of the ‘crow’, a symbol of inauspiciousness, in the name of the weapon, even though it is clearly a sword, and the addition of the name ‘sword’ (劍), were all intentional by the legendary swordsman ‘Yeom Yu-hyang (廉留響)’ who ordered this sword. One sea. Famous as a ‘rule breaker’ with no harshness, he deliberately tested his fate by giving himself a name that martial people avoided. This sword looks very ordinary in appearance, but it reflects the linear and single-line characteristics of Yan Yuxiang’s martial arts skills. In particular, although it is not intended for quick swords, it has a structure that allows it to achieve comparable speeds.

Skill: Increases agility by +100 when used. It has the characteristic of randomly increasing additional speed when attacking.

This sword, or rather a sword, that looked like a cheap knife sold in the market… Surprisingly, it was one of the hundred and eight swords!

* * *

Meanwhile, Bok Yeon-hwa, Ki Baek-eom, and Baek Beom-sang, who can be considered the standard-bearers of the progressive camp, made every effort to delay the schedule of the selection competition.

They argued that all efforts should be focused on investigating the background of someone trespassing on the grounds.

However, such efforts had no effect on the members of the conservative faction who had raised iron-faced engineering to the extreme.

In the end, as they claim, the schedule will be pushed forward.

Jong Ri-hyuk still couldn’t even see his nose.

‘I wonder if I can do well…’

Although she did not know how to step forward… Han Ibi’s anxiety was already at its peak.

In any case, it has now become something that cannot be undone.

All he could do was spend the remaining nine days in Jeolpangok and repeatedly practice the ‘Gyeongpyeonsohaegeom’ he had learned from Bok Yeonhwa.

* * *

Time flows as quickly as a flowing stream when you want it to go slowly, and crawls slower than a slug when you want it to go quickly.

So, the nine tasks given to Han Ibi passed by so quickly.

And on the day of the long-awaited selection competition!

As this was the first Cheongseong Long Speech Contest in nearly 50 years, I could feel the excitement heating up.

Of course, this is usually just a public dancing stage where Cheongseong’s disciples perform dancing.

However, for today, expectations were rising everywhere, to the point where people were told to go away from the official martial arts competition of the Murim Alliance.

The following article… Watching a fight is the most entertaining sight, both then and now.

Moreover, it was nothing more than a gigantic gambling board with the title of ‘Cheongseongpa Jangmun-ji’ attached to the selection contest…

This could be said to be a groundbreaking change that could change the future of all members depending on who will be the Cheongseongpa Jangmun-ji in the future.

So it’s natural to get everyone’s attention.

Han Ibi took a deep breath and then looked around the off-stage.

Bok Yeon-hwa, Han I-bi, and others pondered whether to get permission in advance to participate in the secret martial arts competition.

But I didn’t do that.

Changing players is at the discretion of Cheongseong Jangmun-in. Even if you try to ask for permission in advance, they will never grant it.

There will only be an opportunity at this moment when all the internal and external guests are gathered.

After all, they are martial arts masters who place extreme importance on ‘justice’ and ‘prestige’.

For that reason, Han I-bi’s participation was kept a secret even from Yoon Bang-moon, who was competing with her according to Bok Yeon-hwa’s wishes.

Therefore, Han Ibi had no choice but to stand isolated from Bok Yeonhwa and her group.

Beneath the tent on one side of the non-stage, So Eun-ri and Bang-mun Yoon are sitting.

So Eun-ri’s complexion had improved a lot, but she could not hide all of her illness.

No matter who looked at it, it didn’t look fine.

In the tent on the other side were sitting Hong Gu-geum, the so-called field master, and Nam Cheol-hong and Seong Chun-don Son Bu-yang, who could be called Hong Line.

Seong Chun-don’s unlucky face still remained.

And the guest seats provided on the podium.

Sitting there were the elders, excluding Bok Yeon-hwa and Nam Cheol-hong, along with the current scholar-in-chief.

I also saw faces I hadn’t seen before.

Han Ibi asked one of the students next to her.

“It looks like guests have arrived too.”

A young disciple of the Qingcheng Sect said with an annoyed expression, as if he didn’t know that.

“Then of course it is. “What an important event this is.”

“Ah… yes. okay. “Could it be that person…”

Han Ibi said, pointing to an old man who looked like a immortal sitting with his light blue robes flapping.

The disciple said.

“Don’t you know him?”

“Ah… yes. “I have very little experience in fighting…”

“That person is Maehwachongseon Chae Geuk-ik, an elder of the Hwasan faction.”

“Ah… I see. “But you’re a volcanic sect?”

“That’s right. As the Cheongseong Long Speech Selection Contest is an important event, we have invited people of great reputation from generation to generation as witnesses.”

“aha. okay.”

“Besides, this time…”

Han Ibi noticed the student’s expression of disappointment.

“…How touching it is that the Murim Alliance personally sent a witness. “Because you sent such a big man to our Qingcheng faction’s event.”

‘What is this guy… such a flunkey snob… he’s talking nonsense without even knowing he’s embarrassed.’

Still, Hanibi grinned and asked more to satisfy her curiosity.

“Ah… there are more guests than that.”

Then the disciple waved his hand and said.

“Of course, they are high-ranking figures from small and medium-sized factions who are trying to repay the prestige of the Qingcheng faction. “It’s such a small place that I don’t really know who is who.”

There was a feeling of contempt in the eyes of the speaking disciple.

He is truly the epitome of a mean person who is weak to the strong and strong to the weak.

At that time, the sound of drums ‘dung dung’ rang out.

‘Wow… even the sound effects… you put a lot of effort into it.’

Han Ibi remembered Seo Eui-jae, who was busy running around preparing for the event.

Then the disciple said:

“We’re about to start now, so please be quiet so I can concentrate.”

“Ah yes. yes.”

Han Ibi quietly moved away and approached Bok Yeon-hwa’s tent.

As expected, no one paid any attention as they were preoccupied with the competition.

I took a quick look and saw that Bok Yeon-hwa and So Eun-ri all looked nervous.

Tsk tsk. Even just yesterday, he was acting calm.