Chapter 168

[Finding the Herb of Immortality]

This is a spirit plant that is only passed down in legends.

The rulers who dreamed of immortality and eternal life poured a lot of wealth and manpower to find the herb of immortality, but no one has found it so far.

But if you have a thousand years left in your life, it's not too bad to try.

Rating : ???

Mission: Acquiring the herb of immortality (unfinished) Restriction: Jin Tae-gyeong Successful: ???

On failure: ???

"I will not!"

Beep.

– You declined the quest.

Look at the quest twist. I wonder if the quest grade is also treated as a question mark.

'what? Wouldn't it be a bad idea to try it when you have about a thousand years left?'

This is what I mean, fart.

Jang Tae-bo stroked my beard at my bewildered look.

"Why can't I?"

"… … How the hell do you do this?"

"Then quit. Give Ha Suo back." Jang Tae-bo snatched Hasuo from my hand and began to crunch it.

"Oh, sweet. After all, it is fifty years old."

"Huh? Are you guys still there?

Do you have something to do?"

"No, old man."

"why?"

"Does it make sense to ask for the herb of immortality?"

"It's been a while since I've seen a guy who takes common sense in Moorim. There is also a millennium snow ginseng, but is there no herb of immortality?"

It's pretty plausible.

I was almost persuaded for a moment, but I regained my senses. I have to somehow convince the old man that even this needle won't fit.

"If you need anything in return, I will get you anything. Not something like the herb of immortality."

"Really?"

"Of course, if that doesn't work out, I'll mobilize all of my family's strength."

"hmm. I have heard and know that Taewon Jinga has great prestige these days."

Jang Tae-bo nodded and opened his mouth.

"Then, since you're thirsty, get me a bottle of Gongqing Petroleum."

"yes?"

Gongcheng Oil? That one drop gives you a sudden burst of gong power?

I barely resisted the urge to burst out. Jang Tae-bo smiled and continued her words.

"Didn't you say that weapons are made in one thousand years? Then I'll have to use a good sword armor too. I heard that there is a dragon at the end of the world. Pull out some claws. I also bring one Yeouiju with me and my wife".

– The quest [Rescue Gongqing Oil, Dragon's Claw, Yeouiju] has been created.

– Do you accept the quest? Y/N

… … will you?

I erased the quest window feeling my stomach bubbling. Hyukmujin covered her mouth and whispered.

"Do you think the old man is senile?"

"I hear everything. There's nothing a guy with no blood on his head can't say."

Just as Jang Tae-bo was shaking a fist the size of a pot lid, Cheongpung raised his hand and shouted.

"I'm going to go find me! Please do it for me!"

"what?"

"Immortality! Gongcheng Oil! dragon!"

The madman of this district has finally stepped up.

Eyes shining like morning stars and gestures burning with passion. Jang Tae-bo flinched back at the force of the blue wind.

Who are you?"

Cheongpung replied courageously.

"I'm my grandfather's grandson!"

"Who is your grandfather?"

"This is my grandfather!"

"… … A madman."

Welcome, is this your first time at Cheongpung?

I sneakily threw a word at Jang Tae-bo, who shook his head.

"Do you know the Maejonghak Daehyeop?"

"Even though I'm not a warrior, I've been dipping my feet in the Moorim all my life. Don't you know the Sword Master that even the butchers know?"

"That friend is the disciple that the Sword Master himself raised and taught."

"what! Is that true?"

"What are you going to do with a lie? And that too in the name of a swordsman."

"Huh, the descendant of the Sword Saint…"

did it work? Originally, wherever you go in the world, the best are school ties, regional ties, and blood ties.

Jang Tae-bo, who looked at Cheongpung with a very surprised expression, opened his mouth.

"So what?"

"ah… … "

"I have nothing to do with the Volcano Sect. No, about thirty years ago, I made a sword for the current Volcano Sect's long master, Cheon Gum-in (天劍眞人), at the request. But that's all."

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A firm voice continued.

"I am eighty years old. If you do this, your body will be corrected and you will have many assets. Even as a person who handles iron, he prides himself on being among the top three fingers in the world."

"That's why I'm begging you."

"That's why you refuse.

All I have to do is done I made it to the point of getting tired of it."

"I am a window."

"Oh, was it?"

"If it was a spear, it would take more time. A sword is better."

"Old man!"

I grabbed Jeong Tae-bo's hand with a desperate look.

"Can't you help me just once, thinking you've been doing this for a long time?"

"When did I say no?"

"I heard you didn't do it until recently."

Jeong Tae-bo shook his hand harshly.

"Because it helps. If you find the herb of immortality."

"Oh, please."

"I also brought Gongcheong Petroleum and Yeouiju. From what I've heard, when dealing with a dragon, avoid its tail, go back and strangle it. It just tells you not to get hurt."

"… … What kind of person is the dragon? Do you want me to strangle you?"

"Then explode the balls."

"What if it's a female?"

"See you in the next life."

It's been a long time since I met a strong enemy.

His knuckles trembled and his backbone pulled at the way he talked about feeding people who had been hardened over the years.

"Do you do this?"

"It's like this."

"I didn't want to go this far… … "

"f*ck it."

"Will you spread the word? The former iron ark lives here?"

I'm just saying this, of course I don't mean to.

However, Jang Tae-bo grinned when I said that I would bother him.

"Then there is nothing you can do. I have no choice but to go back to the ironworks before all kinds of flies get caught."

This isn't it. While thinking so, Jang Tae-bo asked.

"What do you think I will be doing when I go back to the ironworks?"

"… … I don't know."

"I will spend the rest of my life making ten weapons. I plan to have an in-depth conversation about the Taewonjinga while handing out the weapons that I put so much effort into to the owners of the Gupailbang one by one. Especially your name will appear a lot."

"Um, what are you talking about?"

"Leave it to your imagination. Oh, by the way, you know that unmanned people are those who risk their lives on weapons regardless of the height of their martial arts, right? I'm sure he'll easily listen to my humble request."

It would be a small request to the masters of the Gupailbang, but it would not be trivial at all from the standpoint of me or Taewon and Jinga.

Even if you chew a few words in front of them, your reputation will be ruined by default, and maybe actual pressure will be applied.

"Now, I must prepare to leave. Let's see, what should I take care of?? snap. I grabbed his wrist as he went into the room to pack his things. Jang Tae-bo asks casually.

"Why are you like this?"

I hung my head helplessly.

"Stop it. I lost."

"Is that all?"

"Sorry for messing around."

"and?"

"I won't say anything about being here."

"Considering that you've come here, you're the only one who knows, isn't it?"

"I will also tell my eldest brother well."

"You must be right?"

"of course."

"hmm. He's not a very cheap guy."

Jang Tae-bo smiled with satisfaction as if he had gotten all the answers he wanted.

So far, I have defeated opponents stronger than myself, but I have not been able to break the heart of an old man who enjoys a quiet life after retirement.

'Then, where should I go to smelt for one thousand years?'

Finally, for the first time in my life, I wanted to have a baby disease… … .

It was the time when I was looking at Hasuo, which was half chewed and abandoned with a feeling of helplessness.

"Hey, did you say you make spears?"

'total?"

"Are you deaf? What do you keep asking?"

When I hurriedly raised my head, was Jang Tae-bo with a brusque face? was seen he continued.

"Well, if you ask me to make it myself, of course I will refuse, but I can introduce you."

"The iron ark of a disciple… … "

"Does the place look so empty? He's busy too. You will have to wait many years."

"Hey, how many years?"

"Then did you know that weapons can be completed overnight? Even if he's not as good as me, he's a good guy, so it's obvious that orders are being pushed back. Even if you cover it up, that's about it."

Anyway, how many years?

I was choking on an unexpected long-term project.

"Then what should I do?"

"What should I do? I'll write you a letter of introduction, so take it.

He's the one who came with the introduction of his master, but he'll do it as soon as possible. He makes one of the spears stand out."

"Oh oh. Ohhhh."

"This time, the village was messed up because of the bandits, but I heard that you were the one who took care of it, so I'm doing something special for you. Do you have paper, pencil and ink there?"

Hyuk Moo-jin, who was suddenly pointed out, replied with a bewildered face.

"doesn't exist."

"huh. It looks like you don't carry it just by looking at it. Then you're next to me… …

"Chop, chew."

eat that now

Jang Tae-bo let out a sigh at the sight of Cheongpung pushing the dumplings he had brought from the inn.

"… … Are the dumplings delicious?"

"It sucks. yes."

"Maejonghak Daehyeop gained a strange one in his later years. Then wait here for a second."

You have to die when you're old, these days young guys don't know manners.

Jang Tae-bo muttered as if to listen, and took out a pen and ink from the room.

"First of all, the weapon is a spear… … The shape or weight you have in mind. Is there anything like that?"

"Ah, yes."

"Look at me."

I used the spear for 7 years and explained in detail the weight and shape that I was familiar with.

Whenever that happened, Jang Tae-bo silently nodded his head or added a comment to make a spear more suitable for me.

'Certainly an expert is an expert.'

Jjambab is not going anywhere in the 60s.

I glanced over my body, and the things I needed to fix flowed out. He matched the size of his hands and the length of his limbs like a ghost, and then changed the thickness and shape of the spearhead little by little.

"Okay, and this is the last one. Where do you plan to put your last year?

It must be a window, right?"

""...!"

..?"

"Why is that expression like that? You say you have it for ten thousand years? Aren't you going to mix it up?"

"no. I'm going to put it in… … "

"How little do you have? My guess is that even ten nyang would be sufficient to produce something worthy of being a master spearman. I wouldn't be ashamed to pass it down as an heirloom."

How much is ten? It's a unit of weight that I'm not used to yet, so I can't get a feel for it.

Jang Tae-bo's shouts flew at me as I stuttered.

"ah! How much are you going to put in!"

"that is. Just Jim."

It was said that one hundred words is not enough. It would be quicker to show you.

Pretending to rummage through my backpack, I pushed out the 10,000 iron that I took out of my inventory.

"This is about it."

"Are you old?"

Jang Tae-bo did not answer. He, who had been staring at the whole of his 10,000 years taller than his adult head for a long time, asked in a hoarse voice.

"Is this all perennial?"

"Yes. Isn't this the first time you've seen it?"

"Oh, it can't be."

Wrinkled hands tremble slightly. A light flashed in Jang Tae-bo's eyes as he stroked the cool and bluish winter season like a child meeting for the first time in 60 years.

"Leave it to me."

The old man who was bothered by everything is nowhere to be found. A voice filled with enthusiasm and vitality followed.

"I'll make you the best recruit in the world."

belt ring.

– The quest mission was successful.

– You have successfully completed the quest [Find the Artisan].

– A linked quest has been created.