Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 483
Episode 483. Shanxi between cute and terrifying
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parish prefecture.
Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.
life is mysterious
There are people who are on my side, but I don’t like them, and there are people who are my enemies, but I don’t hate them.
Eight Hwangsinmo, the famous religious leader now, was like that.
Even though Taebaek Seonin’s report was heading towards point-in-and-out, she wasn’t too angry.
“…He severely injured ‘Hwajoseonin’, ‘Yinyangcheonseon’ and ‘Geumgangbodhisattva’ who were in the middle of a fortune-telling ceremony. And he said, ‘I can give you old books, but if you touch the Seokgyeongjang, I will copy and distribute them to all bookstores in the world’….” The
Taebaek Seonin secretly examined the leader’s complexion.
He said that three of the Eight Emperors were seriously injured, but his expression was no different from usual.
He added a word to confirm the leader’s reaction.
“The Vajrapani Bodhisattva of Yin-Yang-Cheon-Seon, who is the Zen of Hwajo, lost his inner strength to his ‘Naga-Jung-Soo’ method.”
Only then did the teacher show emotion.
“Tsk tsk! stupid things. Yeonjeokha and Sipjeonmuhu are the best virtuosos of the Jeong Sapa faction. The fact that everyone came back without dying should be considered as luck.”
“If you give me another chance, I will wash the stone sutras with my blood.”
“You lost your temper with anger. What I want is not to wash the stone sutras with blood, but an old book. Do you think the stone sutras are as valuable as old books?”
Taebaek Seonin bowed his head at the teacher’s criticism.
The incident of the Eight Huangs was widely known in Jianghu, but could it be that they are trying to cover it up?
I was madly curious, but because of the sins I had committed, I couldn’t bear to leave my mouth.
“If you come, what will you do with the stone sutra?”
“Why do you think the younger enemy turned the three of them into obsolete people?”
Taebaek Seonin avoided an immediate answer.
This is why he must convey his will without offending the religious leader.
“Isn’t it because you are not afraid of the main school? There is a reason Taebaek Seon-
in mentioned the one-hundred-baek-gye.
Since the religious leader Eight Hwangsinmo came to the fore, the famed bridge has never touched a specific breakwater.
The previous blood sacrifices were all committed by the Baekdu Demon Kings.
Coincidentally, after the leader appeared in the world, famous churches were quiet.
It may have happened because the Baekdu demon kings who had their will to rule the world fell away to Myeongwanggyo.
In any case, Myung-gyo did not engage in external activities enough to tell them to go away.
The Seonin of Taebaek wanted to take this opportunity to show the dignity of famous schools.
By doing so, he wanted to regain the authority of the Eight Emperors that had fallen to the ground.
Eighthwangsinmo ‘tsk tsk!’ and clicked his tongue.
It was clear that Taebaek Seonin had lost his judgment due to his anger at his rival.
“You know one, you don’t know the other. He doesn’t want to fight the main school. If it had been so, not a single one of you would have returned alive.”
“…”
Seonin Taebaek lowered his head deeper to hide his flushed face.
“It’s like showing that even famous people will suffer the same amount of damage if they touch the Seokgyeongjang.”
Taebaek Seonin glanced at the teacher.
I would have jumped up and down at other times, but the leader was calm all the time.
“He is a cute boy. But it’s also terrifying to have that ability.”
Taebaek Seonin could not understand the inner thoughts of the religious leader.
Now, he even doubted that the leader had any intention of killing him.
“Anyway, what’s important is the old books, not the books of the Seokgyeong. It’s something that shouldn’t be overturned with feelings of anger. Send twelve horsemen.”
Taebaek Seonin raised his head involuntarily.
Surprisingly, it seems that the head of the religious sect will leave Seokgyeongjang alone, who has challenged the authority of the famous religion.
“Tell Yeon Jeok-ha to come to Mt. Fungji with the old book. If you refuse, not only ‘Seokgyeongjang’ but also ‘Namgung Sei’ will be killed.”
“yes.”
Taebaek Seonin’s forehead is ‘thump!’ and lowered his head until he hit the floor.
For the first time, I was curious about ancient books.
What is it that makes it more important than the authority of famous religions?
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Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
After the ‘three-year promise’, Sapa broke away from the Cheonjimaeng and Hocheonmaeng was created.
Since the members are the same, they used the facilities of the Justice League as if they had inherited them.
Except for the fact that the general was moved to Jeongju to distinguish it from the Justice League, it was in fact the ‘Justice Alliance on the Road’.
Tongcheongak.
A group of people gathered in the empty-looking meeting room.
They are the representatives of the Chilpamun.
Perhaps because they were bound by the ‘three-year contract’, most of the representatives of the Chilpa clan were elders.
The leader of the Volcano Sect, Mugeuk Merchant, looked around the audience.
The elders of each faction were sitting with helpless faces.
At times like these, I miss the hustle and bustle of the Cheonjimaeng era.
Even though fights broke out several times a day and it was a headache, nonetheless, in those days, no one looked at the dead fish as they do now.
If it wasn’t for the leader, he would never have stayed here.
As he looked around the audience with a bitter face, Musketeers Gongson Illang and Gongson Ki rose from their seats.
“Today’s agenda is about ‘Seokgyeongjang’.”
At the word ‘Seokgyeongjang’, the non-partisan elder and master Cheon Seong flinched, but that was all.
Now that they can’t do anything anyway, the work of Seokgyeongjang is just their problem.
“You must have heard one or two stories about Seokgyeongjang. It is a manor built by Namcheon and Empress Dowager Ten, and it is the place where the ‘blood affair of the Eight Emperors’ was revealed.”
As soon as he finished his words, Jinin Mumu, the leader of the advance party, Ilwolgum, walked away.
“The ‘blood of the Eight Emperors’ is just a rumor. Didn’t you ever admit that at the Seokgyeongjang?”
“But I never denied it.”
Then, this time, Docheon Jinin, the elder of the divination group, said something insinuatingly.
“I don’t think that just because you didn’t deny it doesn’t make it the truth.”
“It’s fine.”
The elder of the communal faction, Merchant Wolmyeong, who was sitting next to him nodded.
This time, the non-partisan elder Tian Sheng Taoist objected.
“During the talk, I apologize, but I visited Seokgyeongjang at the main school and met Namcheon Yeonjeokha. To use this opportunity, the ‘blood of the Eight Emperors’ is true.”
“….”
Mumu Jinin and Docheon Dosa Wolmyeong Merchant, who said it was just a rumor, kept their mouths shut.
Gongsunji continued to speak.
“’The bloody death of the Eight Emperors’ means ‘the war between Yumyeonggyo and Seokgyeongjang’. Although Seokgyeongjang is not a breakwater belonging to the Hocheon League, it is difficult to pretend not to know it when thinking of Namcheon and Empress Dowager Tenjeon. We would like to hear from you about the correct position for us to take.”
A heavy silence hung over the meeting room.
The question of the Seokgyeongjang was intertwined with the ‘three-year contract’, so no one could easily answer it.
It was the same for the non-partisan, natural guru who was a contemplative under the age of enemies.
As soon as everyone noticed, the forward Jinpa’s Mumu Jinin carefully took his luck.
“If Hocheonmaeng gets involved in Seokgyeongjang’s work, he will break the ‘three-year contract’… We can’t break the promise the Jangmuns made in the name of the school, can we?”
Silence flowed from the mouths of the elders at the word ‘three-year contract’.
The fact that famous schools played the Seokgyeongjang had nothing to do with the ‘three-year contract’.
This is because Seokgyeongjang does not belong to the Hocheon League.
However, if Hocheonmaeng helps Jang Seokgyeong, he is hostile to Yumyeonggyo, which violates the ‘three-year commitment’.
Like this, Ho Chun Meng was in a position to just watch.
Gongsunki secretly let out a sigh.
Perhaps the answer has already been decided.
As long as they are bound by the ‘three-year contract’, Hocheonmaeng cannot engage in anything related to famous religions.
However, it does not have the power to break the ‘three-year commitment’.
In order to fight against the famous cult, we must first unite with Sapa, but it will take at least half a year to promote that work.
There is no guarantee that they will unite after half a year.
Pacheon Ma-gun, Green Forest Chowder, Seo Mu-hae is a person who does not know where he will bounce.
It was only last time that the famous bridge touched the green forest, but now the situation is different again.
The current Yumyeonggyo is no longer the enemy of Pacheonma-gun.
In this situation, the union of the jangsa faction is nothing but the wish of Hocheonmaeng.
Gongsun Qi glanced at the lord.
The Mugeuk Merchant nodded his head with a bored face as he met the Musketeer’s eyes.
Even if you are the leader, you cannot touch the ‘three-year contract’, so further discussion was just a waste of time.
A heavy sigh escaped from Gongsun Ki’s mouth.
‘ha! That’s why people laugh at Ho Chun Meng.’
The saying ‘Only the stone sutras can be seen under the sky’ is not out of place.
At that time, the elder of the communal faction, Merchant Wolmyeong, said as if he had suddenly remembered.
“As long as there is a ‘three-year contract’, the work of Seokgyeongjang can’t be helped. As for the frequency, the ‘Southern Alliance’ is more of a problem than the Seokgyeongjang, but what about other people?”
When he changed the topic to ‘Southern Alliance’, the eyes of the dying people began to shine.
Certainly, the ‘Nammaeng’, a faction alliance, was a big problem for the Hocheonmaeng.
Wouldn’t he know if Hu Chen Meng was doing his job well?
The existence of the Nam Maeng in a nameless state like now only further revealed the incompetence of the Hocheon Maeng.
Docheon Jinin of the fortune teller group nodded.
“I also think the ‘Southern Alliance’ is a problem. Anyone can see that this is a division of factions. Are the minor breakwaters gathering separately in a situation where it would not be cool to unite around the Chilpa Gate? Right now, it is confined to Namjikryeseong, but if your power grows, you can advance to nearby castles.”
The elders’ complexion darkened at the words, ‘You can advance to a nearby castle’.
It was a story that was possible enough if the nameless situation of Hocheonmaeng continued.
Forward wave Mumu Jinin took a step further.
“The ‘three-year contract’ has not yet passed a year, but already there is a saying that ‘only the stone sutras can be seen in the world’. What would happen if Seokgyeongjang joined the ‘Southern Alliance’?”
Then, the non-partisan Cheonseong guru immediately refuted.
“Seokgyeongjang joins the ‘Southern League’? I don’t know why you’re talking such nonsense. ‘Nammaeng’ is a friendly meeting of minor breakwaters in Namjikryeseong. Even if Seokgyeongjang wants to join the ‘Southern Alliance’, the ‘Southern Alliance’ will not accept it. Are they going to go to war with the famous cult?”
“…”
Mumu Jinin pretended not to hear.
Certainly, as he said, for the time being, Seokgyeongjang did not have to join the ‘Southern League’.
At that time, the elder of the communal faction, Merchant Wolmyeong, changed the topic.
“Of course, the ‘Southern Alliance’ will not accept the Seokgyeongjang. Even so, the place that currently causes the most damage to the Hocheonmaeng is the ‘Southern Alliance’. Of course, the ‘Southern Alliance’ may not do it intentionally, but they should know that this is the reality.”
Then, the master of heaven explained carefully.
“So what? Shall we tell the ‘Southern Alliance’ to disband? If we hang around with the ‘Southern Alliance’ here, we will only lose our humanity. Rather, if Hocheonmaeng does his job properly, the public’s interest in the ‘Southern Alliance’ will fade.”
But Merchant Moon didn’t agree.
“We are saying that Hocheonmaeng is unable to work now. For the next two years, you will be told that Ho Chun Meng is not famous. In the meantime, do you think the ‘Southern Alliance’ will stay only in Namjikryeseong?”
At his insistence, the natural guru’s words became a little harsh.
“’Nammaeng’ is a friendly gathering of Namjikryeseong. The moment you advance to another castle, you will cause friction with Hocheonmaeng. Do you think the ‘Southern Alliance’ will want that? That is a delusion similar to that of Seokgyeongjang joining the ‘Southern League’.”
“Heavenly guru! Don’t be mean! Did you just say delusion!”
“It is not an illusion. It was gross.”
“Iknow, right. I told Bindo that it was futile just a while ago, but I think he said too much today.”
The fortune teller Docheon Jinin and the Jeonjin faction Mumu Jinin also fired at each word, while the fortune teller Docheon Jinin and the Jeonjin faction Mumujinin also fired at each other.
When the Cheonseong guru was cornered, the elder of the Volcano faction, Bulsusanin, came out to help him.
“The three of you made unreasonable claims.”
“What do you mean by an unreasonable claim?”
Merchant Wolmyeong asked questioningly.
“Didn’t Seokgyeongjang say that he would join the ‘Nammaeng’ or that the ‘Nammaeng’ would expand its territory to other areas? It’s more than a bunch of rumors.”
“Ugh! Words of advice! Are you sure it won’t happen? If that happens, will Bulsusan take responsibility! Know how to respect other people’s opinions! Do you think there is a Moon faction worse than the Volcanic faction here!”
“I beg your pardon? Did you just say that the communal faction is superior to our volcano faction! Apologize!”
There was a sudden roar among the elders.
Seeing the elders like that, Gongsun Qi clicked his tongue inwardly.
My heart ached as I watched the typical image of every corner of the house in ruins.