Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 485

“Have you been well?”

“I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve been happy to see this face. How have you been?”

Henan Shaolin Temple.

An old man with a bald head and wearing a monk’s robe welcomed me with a kind smile.

It was my first time seeing this face in a long time, but I felt more uncomfortable than happy.

‘I promised myself never to visit this place again.’

Shaolin Temple was a place that gave me terrible memories.

I still shudder when I recall that I was unintentionally taken to Gyejiwon and made a hundred and eight bows.

If it had not been for the operation set up by the Military Department, if the Cheonan Gambu had not become linked with the martial forces of Hanam, he would never have set foot here on his own.

“It looks like you’ve reached a higher level while I haven’t seen you before.”

“It is thanks to the teachings given by the Ambassador.”

“You are saying strange things. “I have never taught you.”

“Didn’t you see through my shortcomings and arrange a sparring match with the Hundred and Eight Arhats? “If it weren’t for the enlightenment I gained at that time, I wouldn’t have been able to achieve this level of progress.”

The old monk, who was stroking his beard with his wrinkled hands, let out a happy smile.

It seemed like he didn’t just hate the sound of his mouth.

The old monk’s nickname was Buljon (佛尊).

He was an absolute master who occupied the first place in the Ten Heavenly Emperors.

His legal name was Great Master Yeongun, and his title within the Shaolin Temple was Taesangbangjang.

“I need the ambassador’s help.”

The official letter requesting cooperation from Meng arrived at Shaolin Temple in the evening.

Shaolin Temple responded positively.

However, the reason I bothered to visit the Shaolin Temple and complain about the Buddha was to save the Shaolin Temple’s face and give them a justification.

Shaolin Temple, known as the Taesan Bukdu (泰山北斗) of Wulin, was also a Buddhist gate.

Think about it.

What would the world think if monks with sticks rushed in and broke the heads of demons?

Therefore, preliminary work was needed to justify their actions.

To put it simply, I had to scratch an itch so that the Shaolin Temple could put out these propaganda slogans.

< The Shaolin Temple finally stepped forward to ensure the peace and well-being of the central plains. >

< The Dragon King, the hero of the Baekdo Martial Arts, visited him in person and asked for help, so even Buljon could not ignore it. >

Although it was a cumbersome procedure, the main force of the Shaolin Temple, including Buljon, was turned into an ally. I was willing to endure as much as I could for the sake of it.

Even so, it was hard to bear a table without a single piece of meat.

The young monks of Shaolin Temple needed to learn from Master Baekmang, the elder of the same gate.

“……”

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Buddha looked at me with deep eyes.

Although not at the level of the elders of the Meng, this nobleman was also quite a heavy-hearted person.

Even though several years had passed since the Battle of Jeongma took place, the number of times the old monk appeared on the battlefield in person was small enough to be counted on one hand.

Of course, I can’t criticize him because he is an old man whose lifespan is no longer strange and who is already half-retired.

“i get it. “The Shaolin Temple should step forward to punish the demonic cultists who practice evil practices against the people and establish justice in the martial arts world.”

The conversation that Buddha and I are having now could be said to be a play for show.

Just as I had made a stereotypical request, the answer he would give was decided from the beginning.

His questions that followed were of a perplexing kind that I had not expected.

“There is one thing I would like to ask.”

“……?”

“What do you want to achieve through this fight?”

* * *

With the joining of the Shaolin Temple, the size of the unit grew further.

With the addition of the famous Hundred and Eight Arhats, the morale of our troops soared.

Many, many, many.

I drove the horse forward at the head of the group.

Considering age and distribution alone, Buddha should have taken over command, but the entity that brought together the martial arts people from all over was the Murim League, not the Shaolin Temple.

Naturally, as a high-ranking member of the Meng, I had to take on the role of general commander.

The operation established by the military department is an all-out strike.

The Allied Forces of Honam went to Shanxi.

The Allied Forces in Hubei moved to Shaanxi.

Allied forces in Sichuan moved to Gansu.

The Allied forces in Shandong were to head toward Hebei.

‘It’s definitely a good operation.’

In the early stages of the war, the Demonic side unilaterally took the initiative and pushed back against the Baekdo Murim.

That’s because, unlike the Demonic Cult, which was a single force, the power of the Baekdo Murim was dispersed.

‘But the situation is different now that the Demonic Cult’s area of control has expanded.’

The current Jungwon martial arts group was divided into two factions: the Magyo faction in the north and the Jeong faction in the south.

The Demonic Cult, which had more things to protect, was no longer able to make unconventional and bold moves like before.

‘If the conditions are equal, the politically superior political faction will eventually take the lead.’

In addition, Zhuge Hye’s plan was added.

The work of enlightenment progresses slowly compared to the increased influence of the Demonic Cult.

As internal dissatisfaction built up, it was inevitable that solidarity would weaken.

The current Magyo Bridge was like a sand castle that would collapse when the waves hit.

‘Unless something unexpected happens, victory will be certain.’

The problem is that the monster that can cause this change is the Demon Cultist.

There was no need to let go of tension until the very end.

It is not too late to give a toast after finishing everything.

‘by the way.’

I glanced back and clicked my tongue.

Lieutenants Sima Yun and Hua Daerang were giving instructions to their subordinates in response to the constant reports.

‘I’m completely out of my mind.’

Leading a four-digit number of people was not as easy as it sounds.

Accidents occurred from time to time.

In the past, when the rescue team heading to Gansu was formed, most of the members were from Sacheon, so there was at least some unity.

It was also small compared to the number of people currently leading it.

‘If we continue like this, I wonder if something big will happen before we even enter the Demonic Cult’s sphere of influence.’

Honam, Guizhou, Hanam, and even Haenam.

Since the vigorous warriors from various regions formed one unit, it was inevitable that conflicts would not arise.

There was a threat made in advance, and Cheonan Inspector General members were busy walking around and interceding, so everything would be okay for now.

However, there was a need to come up with something to solve the fundamental problem.

‘The best way is to leave it to time…’

The Allied forces guarding the front lines in Sichuan and Shandong naturally increased their solidarity and bond by working together for a long time.

However, it made no sense to adopt that method in a situation where a decisive battle with the Demonic Cult had to be fought immediately.

‘In the end, I have no choice but to take a picture and press it.’

There were limits to just enforcing it through discipline.

The group called the Murim people basically had less fear of the law than the general public.

Mere warnings will not be enough to deter them.

‘We need an example.’

We had to create a scene that would scare everyone and instill fear in our troops.

Only then could an unexpected situation be prevented.

It was a time when I was organizing my thoughts in my head.

“Kaaak!”

A desperate scream rang out.

A loud voice pierced my ears.

I narrowed my eyebrows and looked back again.

‘A problem has already occurred?’

* * *

“Off.”

A man steps back, clutching his bleeding shoulder.

A young man wearing a blue long robe shouted, glaring at the man with eyes that threatened to devour him.

“Say it again!”

“this guy! “What are you doing?”

“You’re swinging a sword at an ally who should have your back on the battlefield!”

The soldiers around him criticized the young man and rushed towards him.

The young man’s expression twisted as if he felt unfair.

“He insulted my teacher! “My heavenly teacher was criticized, so you’re saying I had to just endure it?”

The soldiers who held the young man’s arms and restrained him looked shocked.

There was a guy who couldn’t tell the world and was going on a rampage, so I suppressed him and after hearing the situation, I found out that there was a justifiable reason.

Where in the world would there be a disciple who would tolerate his teacher being insulted?

“…….”

As the eyes of the middle school people focused on him, the man who was stopping the bleeding with the help of the executioners had a twinkle in his eye.

He shook his head and denied it vehemently.

“You are fabricating facts that do not exist! “Why would I insult the teacher of someone I met for the first time today!”

“this guy! “Don’t lie!”

“What are you talking about! He suddenly started an argument and I responded, but he couldn’t resist and pulled out his sword! “You used force because you thought you couldn’t win with words, and now you’re slandering me!”

“What a ridiculous lie!”

Two people fighting while shouting.

The death row criminals standing behind them fiercely clashed with each other, shouting in support.

Individual-to-individual quarrels gradually degenerated into group quarrels.

“There is no way our priest would have done something like this without reason!”

“Then are you saying that our brother-in-law made a mistake? “You guys are funny!”

“We can’t communicate!”

“Who cares!”

Chachaechaeng!

In the end, they pulled out their swords and pointed them at each other.

The middle school students swallowed their saliva in the overheated atmosphere.

If the fight continued like this, it wouldn’t be surprising if someone died.

It was then.

“Just stop there.”

A young man made his way through the crowd and appeared in the arena.

The men, who were glaring at each other with bloody expressions, lowered their swords in embarrassment.

“Yo Dragon King Daehyeop.”

The unit’s general commander, Yongwang, went out to personally investigate the situation.

The Dragon King, who was looking at the wounded man with narrowed eyes, looked back at his adjutant behind him and licked his lips.

It seemed as if he was giving some sort of instruction through a telephonic sound.

“So how did this Sadal come about?”

“He killed my teacher…!”

“It’s a lie! “I swear to heaven and earth, I have never done anything like that!”

Two people pointing at each other and saying only what they have to say.

The Dragon King looked at the two people in turn, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his lips.

He said as if he was muttering inwardly.

‘It’s just right.’