Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 469

Episode 469 Imperial Palace Wind Cloud (3)

“Hmm… I don’t know what you think of us.”

“I think of them as old people who don’t have much time left to live.”

“….”

“So you don’t like it?”

“It’s not that I don’t like it, but…”

Hyeon Cheon Jin-in glanced at Red Pine.

Red Pine was constantly smiling. Beyond the sage-filled laughter, there was a bewilderment that could not be hidden.

Xu Liang said in a calm voice.

“I’m not asking you to teach me about Shaolin and Shaman’s Jinsinjeolhak.”

“Of course, that’s true…”

“I am a devil in a small way and a devil that cannot be dealt with in a big way, but this child is different. “After all, we are all sentient beings, and we are not Taodong (道童).”

I had no idea such words would come out of the mouth of the leader of the Heavenly Demon Church.

Seo-ryang placed his hand on Joo Seo-yoon’s shoulder.

“He may be a bit frustrating, but he’s not incorrigible. “If this guy continues like this, his life could be ruined.”

“That’s… it’s a pity, but…”

“I assure you, this friend will never cause trouble in the world or be called a witch. “You will understand it when you teach it.”

Red Pine quenched my appetite.

“So, would you like me to remove the illusion and agony from this girl’s heart?”

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Isn’t that what it is?”

“So you don’t like it?”

Xuan Tianjin shook his head.

“How could you not like it? Moreover, although we may have been excommunicated from Jaffa, we are still monks and Taoists. “I will live the way I have lived until the day I die.”

“So, I mean.”

“However, even when we remain as monks, it is difficult to convey the martial arts or enlightenment of Japa to others. Especially if the target is a demon from the Heavenly Demon Church.”

“As I said, I am not asking you to teach me the martial arts of Shaolin and Shaman.”

“Do people who should know keep doing this? Giving enlightenment is no different from conveying a person’s literary and martial arts skills.”

“If you look at it that way, I also robbed you of your martial arts skills. “You two also robbed me of my understanding of magic.”

Xuan Tianjin forgot what to say. Because what Seo-ryang said was right.

Over the past few days, Seoryang stopped by the Blood Soul Pavilion every day and became a companion for the two. Of course, it wasn’t a simple conversation. Because more than half of them were about the situation in the world.

However, the three were unmanned. In particular, they were among the world’s leading martial arts experts. Naturally, talk about martial arts was bound to come up.

Thanks to this, Seo-ryang achieved quite a deep enlightenment, and the same was true for the two of them.

“Well, then, the religious leader will personally remove the false net and give it to you, right?”

“Are you serious? “I have a lot of work to do.”

“haha.”

“And you two are more expert in that area than I am.”

Finally came here.

If I continue the story further, it’s just a story that goes around and around. Jeoksong and Hyeoncheonjinin realized that the moment had come to make a choice.

Hyeon Cheon Jin-in asked.

“Let me ask you something. “What if we say we won’t take care of this girl?”

“What can I do? “I have to carry it next to me.”

Xiliang scratched his head.

“But like I said, I’m very busy. “I don’t think you two would want me to make a mistake in this matter.”

“well? “No matter how many times I look at it, it never occurs to me that you would make a mistake.”

“So are you going to do it or not?”

Xuan Tianjin sighed.

“I guess you’ll think of me as a granddaughter who will listen to you.”

Xu Liang smiled.

“Whether you consider her a granddaughter or a maid, please treat her well.”

“Oops! Whatever the reason, we have entrusted ourselves to Protestantism. “Would a religious leader treat someone he cares for as a maid?”

“It looks like you are using a maid.”

“That’s what they say.”

Certainly, Hyeoncheonjinin was similar to but different from red pine. Would you say it is more honest and slyer than Red Pine?

Seo-ryang said to Joo Seo-yoon.

“For the next 15 days, learn as much as you can from these two old ladies. “Using you comes next.”

Joo Seo-yoon had no intention of taking charge of Shingyo’s affairs. She just wanted to get rid of this confusing mind.

However, if this is a better path for both myself and Protestants, I am willing to take it.

As I thought about it, a question suddenly occurred to me.

“How do you plan on using me?”

Seo-ryang looked at Joo Seo-yoon with an expression of surprise. Because I didn’t know you would ask such a question.

Hyeon Cheon Jin-in muttered softly.

“So, I think you can take charge of it yourself.”

Xiliang completely ignored Xuan Tianjin’s words.

“Where does it say that a warrior becomes stronger just by training? “I don’t know what kind of strength you want, but true strength cannot be achieved by swinging a sword alone.”

“…?”

“Fierce is essential to achieve something. It means you have to risk your life. “Not the ignorant training you did, but a real life.”

“…!”

“If possible, think positively. Because you can become stronger, it will also benefit our school. To put it bluntly, I don’t have a position anymore, but shouldn’t I have to pay for food?”

Joo Seo-yoon’s face turned slightly red. When I said that, I had nothing else to say.

Xu Liang smiled and stroked her head.

“Stop by the Demon God’s Palace in 15 days. “Whether it changes or not, your life will change a lot from then on.”

“yes.”

Xi Liang took control of Jeok Song and Hyeon Cheon Jin In.

“Please take care of me.”

The two did not dare to take Xu Liang’s greeting lightly.

“Don’t worry.”

“then.”

That’s how Seo-ryang went to the Blood Soul Pavilion.

“….”

There was a strange silence between the three people.

Red Pine, who was quietly observing the surroundings, went inside the blanket.

Hyeoncheonjinin quenched his appetite.

“Damn old man.”

He looked at Joo Seo-yoon.

Joo Seo-yoon was looking at Hyeon Cheon-jin with transparent eyes.

‘It’s clear.’

The eyes are so clear. No, rather than being clear, there isn’t much there.

But it’s okay. The more blank space there is, the more pictures you can draw.

“Hey.”

“yes.”

“Do you know how to play baduk?”

“yes? “Oh no.”

“You can’t leave it? her! “This is not basic.”

Hyeoncheonjinin took out the checkerboard from under the bed with a serious face.

“The world is inside the checkerboard. “I will teach you that.”

“….”

“What are you doing? sit down.”

“Ah yes.”

* * *

“Huh! “Huh!”

“Are you okay?”

“It’s okay.”

They said it was okay, but it didn’t look okay at all.

Yeo Kang-hwi’s face turned pale. It seemed like he had suffered deep internal injuries.

Ma Dong-pil took out a pill from his arms.

“Drink.”

“What is this?”

“It’s Cheoneumdan (天陰丹). “It was delivered directly from the leader.”

Yeo Kang-hwi smiled.

“I don’t know if I can get this much help.”

Half a year ago, Yeo Geuk-do left, leaving behind only Yeo Kang-hwi.

Yeo Geuk-do did not even tell Yeo Kang-hwi why he was leaving. All he told me was to stay here and grow big under the cult leader.

So half a year.

He trained alone in the bamboo forest.

Gojuklim was the most secret and remote area of the Heavenly Demon Church, so it was not a place where outsiders could be allowed in. When Yeo Kang-hwi first came to Shingyo, he was sent to the vicinity of Gojuk Forest to get used to the temperature, but now the situation was different.

In other words, it was the same as revealing everything about the Heavenly Demon Church to the successor of a large organization that had formed an alliance but could become an enemy at any moment.

It was natural that there was strong opposition from the Mazons as well as Ho Yao-seong. But Xu Liang was adamant. This was because I thought Yeo Kang-hwi could gain a lot from Gojuk Forest.

Now, half a year has passed.

Yeo Kang-hwi has not yet transcended the limits of martial arts. No, martial arts itself has not grown at all compared to before. Rather, it was close to regression.

However, the nervousness on Yeo Kang-hwi’s face and the anguish that could not be washed away half a year ago have completely disappeared.

“Then, could you please stand up for me? A metaphor appeared a while ago. “I’m scared for no reason.”

“I understand.”

Yeo Kang-hwi, who swallowed the Cheoneumdan, assumed the lotus position.

At the same time, the surrounding temperature cooled down.

Pusssss.

White frost settled on the bushes. The ground where Yeo Kang-hwi sat was freezing at a noticeable rate.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes deepened.

‘Is this an ice-baekshingung (氷魄神功)?’

Yeo Kang-hwi, who completely united the martial arts that had been split in half with the Yuri Potential Great Technique, was the only master of the Ice White, except for Yeo Geuk-do.

The best view of Beihai Ice Palace. It was an extremely advanced martial art that could even be compared to Shaolin’s great power.

‘It’s an amazing martial arts skill. To the extent that it is not enough to say that he is the head of the Sae-o-sagung.’

Ma Dong-pil raised his hand.

A moment later, dark red flames shot out from his hands.

Grumbling.

The burning flame was not large. However, it was so hot that if you just swung it, it would burn up the entire bamboo forest at any moment.

It was Nine Demon Fires. It was a technique that could only be used once one had reached the extreme level of martial arts through the Nine Demonic Gongs, and it was a martial art of a higher level than simple demon evolution.

Having reached the ultimate level, he now had the enlightenment to be able to achieve great success with any magic attack without difficulty, but he still needed time to develop the old demon flower.

‘I feel it again. ‘How great is this magic craft.’

Ma Dong-pil’s face was filled with turbulence.

‘How on earth does the religious leader do magic tricks like this?’

I knew about the leader’s past life. But it was still a question. Even if he became as strong as the current leader, he was not confident that he would be able to create such a magical technique.

Ma Dong-pil clenched his fist.

At the same time, the burning magic fire died down.

‘He is a descendant of heaven. ‘It’s different from me.’

Seeing that a sense of challenge arose while thinking such things, it seemed like he was a born warrior. Even if it wasn’t as good as Guyumagong, I wanted to create a martial art that would leave a mark on Shingyo history.

“Isn’t it going to be difficult?”

“omg!”

This was the first time I was so surprised since I became a pole horse.

Ma Dong-pil hurriedly looked back.

Before he knew it, Seo-ryang was putting his hand on his shoulder.

“You caught my back?”

“Church leader?!”

“What are you thinking like that?”

“no. “It’s just…”

Seo-ryang chuckled.

“done. “Sometimes people are like that.”

Ma Dong-pil’s face became awkward.

“But what brought you here?”

“I wonder how this guy lives. “It looks like you’re doing well.”

You would have noticed at a glance that martial arts had regressed. However, they say they are doing well.

Ma Dong-pil thought that this was what made him different. This is because he had doubts about Yeo Kang-hwi’s decline.

Of course, I knew the reason. However, if martial arts had regressed, it was even more right to clench one’s teeth and struggle.

Yeo Kang-hwi did not do that. And looking at the leader’s face, he seemed to be fine enough.

“Isn’t it time for you to be very busy?”

“Huh? Are you hitting on me now too?”

“Oh no! My convictions are just….”

“Haha, I know. “I was just joking.”

“Oh yeah.”

Ma Dong-pil scratched his head as if embarrassed.

Xiliang looked around.

“I looked around a lot. I came to visit Hwanhuiwon, the Senate of the Military Department, and toured the Cheonma Army and the Six Commandments. “I thought about where I hadn’t visited yet, and this was the only place.”

“….”

“Well, it’s still the same.”

Ma Dong-pil, who was quietly looking at Seoryang, lowered his head.

“Everything will be fine.”

“Of course you should.”

He probably wasn’t anxious. Now I could tell what the leader was thinking just by looking at his eyes.

Seoliang puts his back and looks up at the sky.

After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth.

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, leader.”

“I will live for another hundred years.”

“….”

“You know that a guard warrior must not die later than the object of his guard, right?”

“of course.”

“Die just half before me.”

It meant that you, too, should live another hundred years.

Ma Dong-pil smiled.

“I will serve you forever, my leader.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Xiliang’s eyes deepened.

“…That should be it.”

15 days later.

Sapa’s strongest army, the Eight Emperors of Iron King, moved south.