Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 313

Episode 313. so? do you have the law?

Ung Jae-gwi, the phantom god who escaped from shock, asked.

“Only the head teacher knows the mantra of the King of Heaven, so how do you guys know that?”

“You say you know, but you said you knew what you didn’t know? why? Are you interested too?”

Akbul Bangcheongak took the place of Jeokwol Gongchwisan.

This is to prevent arrows of criticism from pouring down on Gongchwisan.

Ung Jae-gwi looked at Bangcheongak with a bewildered face.

“Could it be that you murdered the headmaster? During the war against the Heavenly League?”

“joy! Don’t be mistaken. Anyway, the master is not interested in the war against the Cheonjimaeng. So, please know that the war and the cult have nothing to do with each other.”

Bangcheongak did not mention the assassination of the cult leader.

“Did you really murder the headmaster?”

Gongchwisan answered Ungjaegwi’s repeated questions instead.

“If the religious leader had died, would the world be as quiet as this? No, would we have been able to handle the incarnation of the King of Heaven? The leader is still alive, so don’t worry too much.”

Ung Jae-gwi looked around at the apostates with a stunned face.

There was no longer any reverence for the religious leader in their words.

“What the hell have you done to the headmaster?”

“Have you ever heard of a yeommae called ‘eumyanggo’?”

Ung Jae-gwi, the sorcerer, nodded.

It was only natural that the sorcerers knew about it, as they usually ate a lot of miscellaneous things.

“We released the yin-yanggo to the cult leader. Now, the leader and us are like one body. As long as the religious leader doesn’t hostile to us, nothing will happen between us.”

“omg!”

Ung Jae-gwi’s mouth fell open.

‘They subdued the cult leader with the Yin-Yang Go and found out the mantra of the King of Heaven!’

This time, Bang Chun-gak said a word.

“We have the mantra of the King of Heaven. If you join us, we will let you know too. Until the leader dies, no one will become the King of Heaven. Do you intend to die while serving as the leader of the Baekdu Demon Army for the rest of your life?”

However, Musan Nangrang Lee Mae-hwa and Wolhaseonja Ung Jae-gwi were not easily overcome.

There is also loyalty to the religious leader, but it is because they have not yet been able to determine whether it is true or not.

You can’t become an apostate just by trusting the words of the four Baekdu Demons!

Lee Mae-hwa said cautiously.

“I heard your story well. We also need time to think. By the way, I think we need to come up with a countermeasure against Cheonjimaeng now, isn’t it?”

Lee Mae-hwa looked around at the four apostates.

Out of four to three, the leader was outnumbered, so they couldn’t be held accountable.

If so, we need to address the real problem first.

If they fall away from famous schools right away, the war against Cheonjimaeng will become difficult.

It would be a problem for apostates as well.

Honsei Swordsman Cheok Jin-gyeong was the first to understand what Lee Mae-hwa said.

“Nangrang’s words are correct. If we leave the Cheonjimaeng as it is and we divide, it will be like giving a dog to a dog.”

At those words, Kang Sang-pi, the soul-blood spirit, grumbled.

“Everything happened because of the cult leader. Without the leader, the League of Heaven and Earth cannot be destroyed. But since I have no intention of getting out of Mt. Pungji, I’m doing my own thing.”

Lee Mae-hwa glanced at him.

“Have you met the master at Mt. Fengji?”

“I have met you. They didn’t show the slightest interest in the war against Cheonjimaeng. Do you know that Jeokwol used Yin-Yang Go for nothing? Even if we all die, the leader will not blink an eye.”

“ha! You mean, in the end, we have to decide what the Cheonjimaeng is all about?”

“exactly.”

“Then why don’t we end the war here? I think the Cheonji League will welcome it with open arms.”

Everyone shut up at Lee Mae-hwa’s unconventional proposal.

In silence, the apostates and followers of the cult shook their heads.

There is no reason to refuse because you can move freely only after the war is over.

The apostates wanted to create their own shrine in a new place.

Followers of the religious leader were also anxious to check the religious leader’s condition.

To do so, above all else, he had to establish a new relationship with Cheon Ji-maeng.

Gongquashan glanced at the apostates.

Ever since he wrote an apology to the religious leader, he was implicitly representing the group.

Bang Chun-gak and Cheok Jin-kyung Kang Sang-pi nodded.

“I think it makes sense. If we divide without a solution, we will only end up destroying each other, so let’s end the war first. Can Nangrang prevent the Cheonjimaeng from uniting again?”

“That part can be adjusted according to the conditions of the end of the war. The deceased in the political faction value face, so once they promise, they won’t be able to get back together easily.”

“Then, Nangrang-nim, please proceed with the negotiations. No one should leave the white horse until the end of the war. Anyone who leaves the White Horse after this time is a bando, so let’s chase them down. Do you agree?”

Gongchwisan gazed at Maehwa Lee.

I had to somehow prevent those who believed in the religious leader from flocking to Mt. Pungji.

The enemy of the religious leaders now is not the Heavenly League, but themselves.

Lee Mae-hwa sees through Gongchwisan’s ulterior motive, but accepts it kindly.

The priority now was to end the war.

It is not too late to discuss the issue of the apostates after meeting with the religious leader.

“I agree. Rather, it was something I wanted to ask. If the four heads of families leave White Horse, Cheonjimaeng will also reject the offer to end the war. Until the war is over, please be careful not to spread our school’s affairs outside.”

Lee Mae-hwa was more polite than necessary to the apostates.

It was a signal sent to the cult leader’s followers, Moonhaseonja and Ung Jae-gwi.

Not to provoke apostates.

“It is the same for us to want the war against Cheonjimaeng to end. From now on, I’ll leave it to Nangrang. Please finish the previous negotiations well.”

Gongchwisan showed up to Maehwa Lee.

I set an example because I thought that we were not members of the same family anymore.

***

Early June.

Ha Nam.

Jeongju.

Chili Hachon.

Finally, the spies are back.

However, the atmosphere of Cheonjimaeng was different from before.

As negotiations to end the war were being discussed between Myeong-gyo and Cheonji-maeng, Mt. Fungji was out of focus.

Thanks to that, the report of the spying ended briefly.

It was fortunate for the spy, who had nothing to report.

Even in the midst of this, the musketeer Jegal Seung-woon grabbed the pod and stretched out.

“So you’re saying you couldn’t figure out why the religious leader was staying at Mt. Pungji?”

Free apprentice Jang Moo-deok only looked out the window.

Since he is the leader, he deserves an answer, but he evaded the musketeer’s question due to the pride of a top 10 master in the world.

It was not a place for Namgung-yeon, a young lady of 10 years of age, or Yeon Jeok-ha, a general patrol in the green forest.

In the end, Tae-eul Seon-in answered instead.

“At the entrance of Mt. Fengji, there was an ancient peak called Palmunpalsangjin.”

Tae-eul Seon-in shuddered once as if thinking of it was terrifying.

“I escaped from the camp and met the religious leader. Gyoju knew through Jinbeop that we had come. After that, it’s as Jang Dae-hyeop said. If I had to add, the gyoju showed great interest in Jangsaeng.”

“So what the sage said is that the religious master stays at Mt. Pungji just for the sake of longevity?”

“…”

When Jegal Seung-un asked sarcastically, Tae-eul Seon-in kept his mouth shut.

Murim’s unprecedented great war and longevity did not suit him even if he thought about it.

Jegal Seung-woon’s gaze turned to Namgung-yeon this time.

I tried to roll my head to shame Namgung-yeon, but it didn’t work out.

First of all, Jegal Seung-woon attracted Namgung-yeon.

“I would like to hear the opinion of the 10 wives on the leader, so please say something.”

“What exactly do you want to know?”

“Do you think the Eighthwangsinmo remains in Mt. Pungji for longevity training?”

“I know that Kunlun Samseon has already explained it.”

“Oh, I want to hear from you.”

“When it comes to magic, it would be better to ask the magician, Kunlun Samseon, rather than me, the warrior.”

“If you put off an answer like that, isn’t there a reason why you’re being spied on? I was expecting a sharp analysis from you, but I am a little disappointed.”

Jegal Seung-woon’s sarcastic remarks made the conference room agitated.

Half accused the musketeer of being excessive, but half agreed with the musketeer.

Namgungyeon didn’t say anything.

He knew that fighting with Jegal Seung-woon would only leave scars.

When she refused, Jegal Seung-un had no choice but to change the topic.

It’s disrespectful for Moorim’s senior to hang on to his long-lost junior.

“Then let’s finish the spying report. Next…”

“Hey Musketeer. I also have a question for you.”

Yeon Jeok-ha cut off Jegal Seung-un’s words.

Jegal Seungwoon frowned and turned his head.

It was annoying to talk like a city janitor, but I endured it because it was a total patrol of green forest.

“What are you curious about, senior citizen?”

“Didn’t the musketeer Nari ignore Taeeul’s words, saying, ‘It’s just Jangsaeng or something’?”

“I didn’t ignore it, but if it felt that way, it was my mistake. What about it?”

“Do you know the musketeer’s technique well? If you see that they are only called longevity.”

“I don’t know much, but I do know to a certain extent. Miscellaneous studies are also included in the study of sick leave.”

“Do you have the legal power to rule the musketeers?”

“I only know it theoretically, but I don’t have any legal power because I don’t practice.”

“What are you pretending to know when you don’t have any legal powers? Palmunpalsangjin, anyone without legal power is blind. know? The opponent is a cult leader who has reached the highest level not only in internal skills but also in legal power. Can I just say that I am a longevity without knowing anything about it? no?”

“The only thing I said about Jangsaeng was a person at the level of a religious leader…”

“Doesn’t he have any legal powers?”

“No, but. But the knowledge of magic is…”

“If you don’t have legal power, it’s child’s play. The musketeers are at the level of children’s play. Ask the Kunlun Samsun people. Am I right or wrong? Kunlun Samseon, am I right?”

Kunlun Samseon turned his head around to avoid eye contact with Yeon Jeokha.

It was because I didn’t want to insult the musketeer in public.

Jegal Seung-woon was furious at Yeon Jeok-ha’s ridicule.

“Is it child’s play to the musketeer of Cheon Ji-maeng, a senior citizen? You have gone too far.”

“so? Do you have any legal powers?”

“Didn’t I tell you that there is no legal power! Even so, I’m good enough…”

“Is a musketeer a blacksmith who is good at making swords?”

“Can it be? A blacksmith just…”

“Yes, he only knows about knives. The same goes for Musketeer Nari. Don’t say that you know a little bit about magic. Do you know that longevity is easy? No one knows what evil the cult leader will do for that.”

In fact, he didn’t like Jegal Seung-woon, who had a relationship with him, so he just hung on the horse’s tail.

However, as they talked so hard, it became as if there was a great secret between Jangsaeng and the Gyoju.

The delivery power was so strong that even the Kunlun Samseon nodded their heads.

In the end, the sage Taeryeong, who had been holding back, quietly added a word.

“Certainly, the religious leader’s obsession with the ‘secret of longevity’ was unusual. Because I repeated the same story countless times for half an hour.”

“Oh oh!”

“that!”

“her!”

Exclamation flowed from the mouths of the people in the conference room.

Longevity can be said to be the basis of Taoist training.

So I ignored it, but when the word ‘secret’ was added, it came to me in a meaningful way.

People no longer thought that Yeon Jeok-ha was forcing Jegal Seung-un.

Such an atmosphere was passed on to Jegal Seung-un.

If he continues to attack Yeonjeokha, it feels like he will become the only person who is blocked in front and behind.

‘Because he’s not even a dog. How dare you insult me. I won’t let you go.’