Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 493
Episode 493. Welcome
Seopoong Guest House with a willing heart.
Yeon Jeok-ha and his party finished dinner early before sunset.
And I sat by the window and passed the time with nothing to do.
Namgungcheon, the Blue Cloud Sword, who had been watching the reddish sunset absentmindedly, muttered involuntarily.
“It’s a scenery that reminds me of good people.”
Yeonjeokha received the words.
“Gin sauce?”
“Where is the bad guy?”
“Is there anyone else? older brother?”
“There is Seollal Sohyeop and Yu Sohyeop.”
“aha.”
I forced myself to hold back a laugh.
Seol Cha-su Yoo Geun-sik.
They are the people of the Jeongju branch of the Gujeongui Alliance who were with everyone when they went to catch the Twelve Horsemen. It looked like he was just looking around because he was shy, but his insides were obvious.
Wol-ah and Geum-a sat on Namgung-yeon’s left and right and chattered, and Gu Cheon-no-do’s heartache and three treasures, Dan-wun-mang, stared out the window in silence and drank tea.
Suddenly, the heartache turned to Namgoongyeon.
“By the way, Mother. On the way from Namjiryeseong to Shanseoseong. I don’t think I’ve seen much of the Murim people, regardless of political factions. Is it my imagination?”
Namgoongyeon thought deeply and replied.
“It is not an illusion. Certainly, I haven’t met many Moorim people while I’ve come this far. I wouldn’t have known if Old Sim hadn’t told me.”
“Hehe, on the other hand, it’s nice to be quiet. It’s because it feels a bit cheap.”
“It’s probably because the balance of power is somewhat right.”
The unexpected words caused not only heartache, but also Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-cheon Dan Yun-mang’s eyes wide open.
It is known as the famous religious world, but the balance of power is right?
Tang Yun-mang tilted his head and asked.
“It’s hard to understand, Mother. The world has fallen into the hands of Myung-gyo, but the balance is right? Excuse me, but how is such an interpretation possible?”
Everyone nodded as if they agreed.
Even the pain in his heart that he had been biting at every occurrence was on his side at this moment.
“It is true that the famous religion conquered the world, but it shrank as it split with the Myeongwang religion. As the religious leaders did not raise the tax, the current Myung-Gyo is only half of what it was in the days of Cheonji-Meng. The existence of Myeongwanggyo, which has been split, is uncertain, and the Hocheon alliance is also in a state of disrepute. We have to see that the current strong-horse situation is balanced by everyone’s weakness. The Myungwang Church has no will to expand its power, and the Myeongwang Church and Hocheon League cannot afford it. In addition, the quarrel between the two sides has also entered the mediation phase, so the world has no choice but to be quiet.”
Tang Yun-mang, who was shaking his head, said a word to Shen-tong.
“So what does it mean to be quiet? You managed to survive with such bird breasts.”
However, Dan Woon-mang scratched his head at Namgung-yeon’s words.
“Of course, taking that into consideration, it is true that it is too quiet. Maybe it’s like the calm before a typhoon…”
Then, with a face of heartache, he snorted at Dan Yun-mang.
“joy! Do you understand now? Didn’t you say that if you keep your mouth shut, you will go in the middle? Why do you want an old man who doesn’t know much to be so mean?”
Tang Yun-mang could not refute and only trembled.
“why? what?”
As Heartache raised his chin and continued to drive him, Namgungcheon quickly changed the topic.
“haha! If the river is quiet, isn’t it good for us as it is quiet? Thanks to that, I came to Shanxi without any disputes. By the way, it’s Diocesan County tomorrow, shouldn’t we make some plans? I don’t think famous schools will welcome you saying, ‘We came as a group.’”
“Iknow, right. We all came this far together…”
“I mean. What would you do if the famous bridge told you to go up Mt. Pungji?”
I saw Namgung-yeon who was in love with those words.
The person the famous religious leader wanted was himself, so there was a good chance.
“I have to leave it to the sky. Because Fungji Mountain cannot refuse the famous cult leader’s instructions.”
Nam Gung-yeon did not deny the possibility, even though it was against her wishes.
When the story of the famous religious leader came out, Sim Tong and Dan Yun Mang also stopped fighting and listened.
Darkness fell outside the window before I knew it.
Jeom So-yi walked among the customers and lit the lanterns hanging on the walls.
Namgungyeon suddenly thought.
It seems that the light of the lantern is not enough to push away the thick darkness.
***
Parish County.
Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.
Shrine.
Around the time of drinking (8:00 p.m.).
As her mind became disturbed, the mother of the Eighthwangs recited the ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Sinju’.
Did you memorize an order for about a meal (30 minutes)?
His whole body was filled with jinki and other unknown powers, and his upper body nodded.
It was a phenomenon in which the gods descended into the body.
Looking at the intensity different from usual, it seems that the long-awaited god is about to come.
Eighthwangsinmo memorized the spell with all her might.
For a moment, it felt like pouring hot molten iron into the blood.
Soon after, she was able to succeed in communicating with the ‘nameless god’ she had longed for.
“The four winds have crossed thirty-six thousand and finally reached me. A sacrifice has been prepared for you, so welcome it with a willing heart.”
The Eighthwangsinmo’s complexion brightened at the sound of ‘a sacrifice was prepared for you’.
‘iced coffee! There must have been a separate offering for the advent of an unknown god.’
But can you recognize the offering yourself?
How many times have you failed so far?
Worried inside, the mother of the Eighthwangsin carefully asked.
“Can I, being lacking, recognize the offering you have prepared?”
Silence enveloped the shrine.
However, the Eighthwangsinmo knew.
That the ‘nameless god’ still resides in his body.
just as expected.
Soon after, God answered through his own mouth.
“You will understand when you see it.”
After those words, the energy that filled my whole body disappeared like morning fog.
The ‘nameless god’ has left.
Feeling the belated sense of loss, the mother of the Eighthwangs sat blankly for a long time.
After a while, the Eighthwangsinmo, who recovered her spirit, spoke.
“Who is it?”
Then, as if he had been waiting, Taebaek Seonin, the seat of the Eight Emperors, appeared in front of the shrine.
“yes.”
“Does anyone still want to climb Mount Pungji?”
“no. No one dares to climb the mountain for fear of the eight gates and eight steps.”
“Where is the kinship?”
“I am currently staying at the Seopoong Inn in nearby Seophyeon.”
“Tomorrow, I will climb Mount Pungji.”
“As long as it doesn’t leak somewhere in the middle, yes.”
“How many people are there in all?”
“All of them are the people of the Seokgyeongjang, seven.”
“That’s not a small number.”
“You can filter first at ‘Yeomwanggak’ at the entrance of Mt. Fengji. Shall we only allow entry under the weight of the enemy?”
“There is no need to do that. Is there even a way to throw out a guest?”
At the unexpected words, the Taebaek sage glanced up at the Eight Hwangsinmo.
Seeing the smile on his face, it didn’t seem like he was just saying it.
“Are you saying that if you come, send everyone up?”
“Yes, it would be good to prepare for him not to eat another mind. Tomorrow, arrange all the Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers of Mt. Fengji around the shrine.”
“Everyone?”
Taebaek Seonin could not come to his senses at the continued instructions of the religious leader.
Only one enemy enemy is visiting, so you have to mobilize all the power of famous schools?
‘I don’t think Yeon Jeok-ha is such a great opponent…’
The Eighthwangsinmo said to the Taebaek sage who asked back with a questionable face.
“You keep saying the same thing over and over again. Should I explain to you why?”
Taebaek Seonin was startled at the words that felt so cold that he could even live.
The black knight standing next to the shrine like a stone statue slowly turned his head.
Instead of saliva, sparks fell from the mouth of the three-headed dog on the other side.
It is said that living is not an illusion.
“Oh no. I will do as the headmaster commands.”
The Taebaek sage bowed to show his obedience and then quietly disappeared.
***
Next day.
The carriage of Yeon Jeok-ha and his party finally entered Jiaogu County.
Diocesan County, unlike other places, was teeming with Murim people, perhaps because of the famous religious site.
They are Sapa Murims who have their roots in Myunggyo, or escort warriors from the upper direction who trade with Myunggyo.
Wol-a, who was looking out the window, whispered to Geum-a.
“There seem to be a lot of Murim people in Samae Diocese.”
“They’re all celebrities.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah’s expressions quickly darkened, as if they were scared.
With just seven people, he came to the famous religious site, so it was understandable.
Yeonjeokha said to them.
“Since he comes, do you want to follow me for no reason?”
“Oh no.”
“It is not so.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah shook their heads vigorously.
The two thought, ‘The more dangerous a place is, the better it is for everyone to go together’.
After having lunch at Banjeon, Yeon Jeok-ha and his party set off for Mt. Fengji.
It was Liu Shicho (5:00 PM) when the carriage of Yeon Jeok-he and his party arrived at Fengji Mountain.
Celebrities poured out from somewhere and induced the carriage to one side.
The place where the three horses and carriages stopped was in front of ‘Yeomwanggak’.
The rivals who got off the carriage looked around with a calm face.
“Has old Shim this hall been there before?”
“no. Dancheong color is dark and clean, so it seems newly built.”
“yes? Did you pay attention to Mt. Fungji as a sacred place? Our seokgyeongjang should also pay attention to dancheong.”
Tang Yun-mang was deeply impressed by the appearance of Yeon Jeok-ha, as if he had come out.
No one would be able to show such leisure in Pungji Mountain, the sacred site of famous religious sects.
While Yeonjeokha and Simtong were flirting, a group of people poured out from Yeomwanggak.
It was the venerable Yuktong and the twelve horsemen who had been waiting for Yeonjeokha to arrive since morning.
Yuktongjonja skipped greetings and went to the main subject.
“The kite master is waiting for you, so follow me.”
Yeonjeokha shouted at the venerable Yuktong, who just said what he had to say and walked away.
“Hey uncle! what about our group? Can I go with you?”
The Venerable Six Tongs, who had taken three or four steps, hesitated and glanced back.
“The people of Hocheonmaeng avoid holy places, calling them ‘mountains of death’, but their loyalty is truly imaginary. With the permission of the headmaster, do so.”
He squinted his eyes for a moment.
Did you have permission from the headmaster?
As far as he knows, the Eighthwangsinmo is never a person who will do favors to anyone.
Moreover, he was the one who hurt the Eight Emperors, who were disciples of the cult leader.
It should have been ‘enmity’ rather than ‘favor’.
An unknown ominous feeling filled his chest.
He turned his head and looked at Namgoongyeon.
She would be able to give an answer appropriate to this unexpected situation.
“Isn’t it a bit strange, sister? There was no reason to accommodate us, so why would he allow it? I made three of the Eight Emperors into obsolete people.”
“don’t worry. Because I can prepare.”
Namgoongyeon did not blink an eye.
Just in case, I copied the old book and entrusted it to the superior under a different name. If not canceled separately, the old books would be scattered all over the world.
Of course, this was done without Yeon Jeok-ha knowing.
It was to prevent him from getting involved in the leader’s command and avoiding it again.
In other words, it is a safety device using the monopoly desire of famous religious leaders.
Yeon Jeok-ha and his party followed the Master Yuk-tong.
It looks like it goes into the tiger’s mouth, but unfortunately no one knew about it.