The Legend of the Northern Blade - 400 - Episode 400_ The Story of the Nine Left-
Some people called that day’s war the Northern Heavenly War.
It was a huge war in which the elites of the North Heavenly Gate, the Invincible House, the Clouded Sky, and the Blue Heavenly Gate clashed with each other. The Northern Heavenly War was recorded as the worst war in Murim history, with more than 10,000 people killed or wounded in both wars.
It was a war waged mainly by the Invincibles, Yunzhongtian, and Southeastern Gate, among others. Naturally, they thought they would win.
However, the winner of the war was unexpectedly the North Gate. They staged a miracle of victory by overturning the objective inferiority of their forces. The incredible miracle was staged by the military commander Ha Jin-wol.
Moyoung Yulchon, the head of the Invincible House of the World, and Tamsuchon, the head of the Blue Heavenly Gate, collapsed in Jinjuwon, and the group that had invaded the Shinsan Tomb of Haejinwol retreated with a rather heavy blow.
In the process, Mo Young-hyeon, the Soga Lord of the Invincible House, died of his worsening injuries. The warriors of the Invincible Faction left Mo Yong-hyeon’s body on a nearby road and hurriedly retreated.
The victory of Beitianmen, which no one could have predicted, stunned the powerful. The pundits intuited that a new wind was blowing in Jianghu.
After winning the Beichuan Battle of Lake Baima, the Beichuan Gate marched into the Beicheng Cold River, where the Yunzhong River was located. The remaining troops in the Yunzhong River were overwhelmed by the sudden arrival of the Beichuan Gate.
Jinmuwon disbanded the Yunzhong River, which had ruled the Jianghu Lake for a long time. All the warriors of the various groups who had been recruited by the Yunzhong River were sent home, and those who had been raised by the Yunzhong River itself were sent home.
The military officer made it clear to Jianghu.
“There is no reason for the powerful to exist in Yunzhong River any longer. A powerhouse should be free to skate like a powerhouse. In the future, if someone tries to create another group like the Yunzhong River to confine the strong, they must cross the North Heavenly Gate.”
After that, the warriors of the Small and Medium Wen School, who had been watching the situation with bated breath, shouted with glee. Most of them were people who had not been subdued by the might of Yun Zhongtian.
In the process of disbanding the Yunzhong River, the reality of the Invincible House was revealed to the people.
It was revealed that they had created and fostered fear in the form of Muya, who had caused great harm to Jianghu, that they had created the North Heavenly Gate to check Muya, and that they had maneuvered behind the Yunzhongtian.
The people were furious. The angry warriors rushed to the Invincible House. Thousands of warriors rushed to the invincible house, even though they were not instigated by anyone.
A fight broke out between them and the warriors of the Invincible House. The invincible family would have been a huge wall that ordinary warriors could not control, but the invincible family, which had lost most of its elite, was powerless.
They were no match for the invincibles, who had lost all of their landlords, Mo Yeon, Yulchon, and Su, Mo Yeonhyun, Oh Desh Hojang, and the teenage invincibles. In the end, the invincible families were cruelly trampled down by the angry mob.
Only a few of them survived. There was nowhere for them to live in the center. In the end, they were forced to flee outside the birds.
Yun Zhongtian and the invincible families were not the only ones to fall. The Old Great Gate School and the Five Great Families, the traditional powerhouses, were also unable to avoid the downfall process.
Although they were not as powerful as the Invincible Family, they too had benefited greatly from the Yunzhong River and had to bear the corresponding responsibility. Now that the great shield of Yunzhongtian was gone, there was nothing to protect them.
In the end, the Old Great Gate Faction and the Five Great Families had to make an extreme choice in order to protect themselves. With the exception of the Qingxing and Amiya factions, and the Domon faction, who shared the same aspirations as the Northern Heavenly Gate, they opted for a 20-year blockade.
The sealing of the Murim was the last option for the Wen school to survive. In particular, the significance of the 20-year sentence was not a small one.
For 20 years, they ceased all foreign activities and did not accept any students. I don’t know about others, but not accepting students was a big blow.
Twenty years is the time when a generation is active. This means that there will be a gap of one generation. Those who lived among the powerful knew what a fatal blow that would be.
Among the old Daemun faction, the faction that suffered the greatest blow was the independents. It was not enough that the independents lost their spiritual support, the Akaba Shinjin, but they also lost their advanced nations and elites. The void could not be filled by a single generation.
Then came a great change in the powerhouse.
While the existing literary schools were closed, a number of up-and-coming literary schools emerged. They quickly filled the void left by the literati and expanded their influence.
A new wind was blowing in Jianghu. The powerhouses changed and a new order, completely different from the past, was born.
People enjoyed the change, but feared Beitianmen.
The champion of the current era was, no matter what anyone said, Beitianmen. Their power was too formidable to be dismissed as the power of a mere literati.
It was only a matter of time before one or two of the Turtle Gate Faction would disappear if Beitianmen wanted to. Therefore, many people trembled in fear.
Especially Kang-ho, who owed them a debt of gratitude. They owed him a debt of gratitude, especially since he had tacitly agreed with the leader of Beotian Gate, Chen Gwan-ho, when he chose to commit suicide. People thought that was why Chen Wuyin was holding a grudge against him.
Thirteen years ago, when Zhen Guanhu committed suicide, everyone present trembled in fear, not knowing when Zhen Wuyin and Beitianmen would visit. However, contrary to the expectations of the people, Beitianmen remained locked up in Sichuan and did not move.
Some people who were curious entered Sichuan Province where Beitianmen was located. They visited Beitianmen. However, all they saw were empty seal carvings.
“Beitianmen has disappeared”.
The unbelievable rumor quickly swept the nation. People flocked to Sichuan Province to find out the truth of the rumor. However, all they could see was an empty group of seal carvings.
“It’s true. Beitianmen has disappeared from Sichuan.”
The rumor turned out to be true.
The Qingcheng School, Amitabha School, and Tangmen in Sichuan Province had disappeared without even knowing it.
People forgot their fears and searched for the missing Beichuan Gate. However, no trace of Beichuan Gate could be found.
One year, two years …… passed incessantly.
Five years had passed since the great incident known as the Beichuan War, and people had not visited Beichuan Gate. However, people never forgot Beichuanmen.
In the hearts of the people, Beichuanmen has become a legend.
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There was a carriage crossing the wide plain. It was pulled by two horses and was loaded with goods.
On a mabushi stone sat a man wearing a bamboo stand. The bloodstuff he wore was covered with dust. Next to him was a sword.
There was a gust of wind, and the man put his head down on the Blood Wind Ritual and avoided the wind for a while.
After the wind had passed, the man took off his bamboo stand and raised his head. Then the man’s face appeared.
He must have been in his early twenties. “He was not quite a prisoner of war, but he was still a good-looking man. His sharp eyebrows and clear eyes were particularly striking.
“We’re almost there. Phew!”
The man breathed a sigh of relief as he looked around.
A vast plain stretched out in front of him, with no idea where it ended. This was the northern plains where the wild winds raged. It was also very far away from the Central Plains.
At one time, there had been quite a few people stationed here, but after the war with Minya was over, most of them had returned to the Central Plains. So this place became an abandoned land. No one is looking for them. …….
The man looked around for a while with a lonely gaze and started the carriage again. The place where he was going was notorious for the roughest terrain in the northern plains, and no one would go near it.
There was not even a proper road. The wagon was caught in a stone root and made a lot of noise. However, the man did not complain and drove the carriage silently.
One moment, a smile appeared on his face.
At first glance, the hills looked ordinary. However, as he passed through the hills, he saw that, unlike the desolate landscape he had seen so far, there was a dark blue green area centered around a small lake. A small building stood on top of the green space. This was the exact destination of the man.
The man increased the speed of the carriage.
Suddenly the man’s face took on a different look.
Suddenly, with a star of enthusiasm, someone fell from the sky onto the carriage. The sword in the attacker’s hand shone with a sharp light. The sword was indeed aimed at the man. However, the man did not panic, but lifted the sword next to Mabusoku with the sword collection and prevented the attacker from attacking him.
The marauder’s black was sharp, but his attack was thwarted by the man’s exacting swordsmanship, and all came to nothing.
The man’s sword collection moved strangely. Before he knew it, the collection of swords that had been spinning at a frightening pace, like a dragon ascending to the heavens, confronted the attacker’s sword.
The attacker missed the sword and let out a young scream. Then the man hugged the marauder.
“I got you.
The attacker’s lips twitched as the man grabbed him. A bright smile appeared on the man’s face as he looked at the attacker caught in his arms.
She was about five or six years old now. She was a girl with very large eyes. Her cheeks were as red as apples and her skin was dazzlingly white. Her hair, braided into twin tails and swaying, was as black as ebony.
The girl was so cute that he wanted to bite her, and her cheeks were puffed out in his chest. The man messed up the girl’s hair.
“Heroic Spirit, I thought it was you, you tomboy.”
The girl who called him “Heroic Spirit” stuck out her tongue, smiled, and immediately hugged the man’s neck tightly.
“Long time no see, Heroic Spirit.”
“Why has it been so long since I’ve been here? Guo Shu”.
“Haha! I’m sorry.”
“Where’s Miss Fan?”
“He said he couldn’t come because he had to escort the upper dan. He said he’ll come by next, so don’t be too disappointed.”
“Oh! I wanted to see Mr. Fang, too.”
I didn’t want to meet him?
“Huh! Of course I wanted to see Kwak-suk.”
The heroic spirit hung on the man’s neck and laughed. The man smiled at him.
The man’s name was Kwak Mun-jeong, and the people of Jianghu called him the Sword Dragon Leopard. He was one of the strongest late bloomers in the world.
Where are your brother and his wife?
They’re waiting inside.
“Let’s go quickly.”
Guo Wen Zheng hurriedly rode his horse with Ying Ling beside him.
The closer they got to the pavilion, the more clearly they could see the familiar faces.
A man with black eyes as deep as the ocean, a high nose, and smiling lips at the bottom, and a dazzlingly beautiful husband stood in front of the pavilion, looking at Kwak Mun-jeong.
Suddenly, the spirits of the dead flew toward them.
The little body of the spirit was launched incredibly smoothly. After circling from the sky, the small body of the Heroic Spirit fell at a terrifying speed. However, the man reached out and lightly grasped the falling body of the Heroic Spirit and placed it on his shoulder.
The spirit fell on the man’s shoulder and rubbed his cheek.
The man silently stroked the cheek of the spirit. Then a smile appeared on his face.
Mibu, who was by the man’s side at the sight of such a girl, smiled and said.
“You’re spoiling your father again. I think my father is being a pain in the a*s.”
“He’s not troublesome at all. Come on, Dad.”
The man who answered with a laugh was none other than the staff. The beautiful husband beside him was none other than the “Hidden Korea Theory.
Kwak Mun-jeong came down from the carriage.
“Where are the others?”
“They’re already here.”
“I’ve missed you, brother.”
“Let’s go inside.”
Chen Mu-won pulled Kwak Mun-jeong along with him. Kuo Mun-jeong followed him and raised his head to look at the seal-engraving plaque.
The three characters were clear.
As he entered, he saw several familiar faces smiling at him.
Ha Jin-wol, Seom-sang, Madogwan…… familiar faces.
I don’t know about you, but the North Gate was disbanded a long time ago. Most of the mundos have returned to the powerhouse, and only a few gather once a year to talk.
Today was the day that the North Heavenly Gate would meet.
“The youngest one is the slowest. Drink this entire bottle as punishment.”
“Haha! I’ll drink as much as I want.
“They say that the Kenryu Hyou, Kang-Ho’s greatest late-stage exponent, is a drunkard.”
The laughter of the people leaked out through the crack in the door.