Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 931

931 times. Were we ‘desires’?

Nanjing.

Imperial Palace.

Muyoungjeon.

midnight.

While reciting ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Divine Judgment’, the body of the Cheonjama vibrated once.

Before long, a seven-colored beam of light exploded from his whole body.

coo-!

The wave of aura that followed rang the imperial palace once and then slowly dissipated.

After a while, the Cheonjama opened her eyes.

A look of joy flashed across his face, like someone who had attained the Dao.

Geumsa, who was taking a walk in the backyard of the imperial palace, appeared in front of the Cheonjama like a ghost.

“My king. I felt a great aura wave in the imperial palace. What achievements have you had?”

“I read a human article not too long ago. A man named Jangju dreamed of becoming a butterfly, and it seemed that he liked flying around like a butterfly. Butterfly didn’t know that she was the chief. Then, when he suddenly wakes up from his dream, he realizes that he is not a butterfly but Jang-ju. Zhuang Zhu called it materialization.”

“Water painting?”

“I think it means that he became a jangju himself and then became a butterfly.”

“What does that have to do with the king’s accomplishments?”

“I am convinced that the human who wrote it is a being from the upper world.”

“….”

Geumsa’s mouth widened as she understood the words of the Cheonjama at once.

“You mean that human came from the upper world to the lower world like the king and I?”

“It is true.”

‘Do you think there is a human like him in “Heaven of Kings’?”

“How can there be only one ‘Heaven of Kings’ in the upper world?”

“ah! Is it reification that the existence of the longevity and the upper world are the same?”

“Do you remember what I said to you before?”

“What part are you talking about…”

“Didn’t I say that I saw a two-way road made of light when I was killed in the upper world (the sky of the kings)?”

“ah!”

The gold digger nodded.

“I remember. The king said that he tried to take the brighter path, but was sucked into another path. The king’s will wanted a different path… but an irresistible force led the king to this world.”

“Since I came to the lower world, I have thought that we are imperfect beings and that the gods of the upper world (the sky of the kings), including you and me, are only shadows.”

“Yes, you said so.”

“I found out that the shadow was a reification.”

“omg! Were there really our true bodies in another heaven?”

“When the tail swayed the body, the Creator detached the tail from the body and imprisoned it. That is why we have not escaped from the heaven of kings.”

“Are you saying we are the tails?”

Geumsa looked at the Cheonjama with devastated eyes.

Are the deities of the upper world just a tail? So what is the torso?

“Yes. When the tail called ‘desire’ swayed the body, God separated us and imprisoned us in an eternal prison. Now do you know who we are?”

“Is it ‘desire’?”

“It is true. A little while ago, I met your true self, who lives a dry life called ‘Adjuster’ without knowing that ‘desire’ has been castrated in the fourth heaven.”

Geumsa narrowed her eyes at the unexpected words.

It’s surprising that the Cheonjama met him in the fourth heaven, but ‘Adjuster’?

“Was he like me?”

“Are Zhang Zhu and the butterfly the same?”

I mean it’s different.

Geumsa was about to ask, ‘It’s different from me now, how did you recognize it?’

It wasn’t that that mattered.

There is no reason for the Cheonjama to lie to him, so if he said that he had met, he would have met.

“My king, if ‘Heaven of Kings’ is an eternal prison, is there any hope for us?”

“We died in ‘Heaven of Kings’ and came to the Underworld. At first, I thought it was because our alter ego was here. But that alone doesn’t explain our exit from ‘Heaven of Kings’.”

“Are you saying there is another reason we left ‘Heaven of Kings’?”

“I don’t know what it is, but it must be related to Yeonjeokha.”

“Are you saying that when we die, we return to our true selves and not to ‘Heaven of Kings’?”

“Nine times out of ten it will.”

“If the king’s words are followed… you won’t have to be afraid of the enemy.”

Then, the Cheonjama muttered with a bitter face.

“But death is not a pleasant experience.”

Geumsa, who was shaking her head, quickly changed the topic.

“Come to think of it, the famous religious leader’s ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Divine Liturgy’ seems really great.”

“I don’t think it was man-made. It’s not a mantra that a human being can come up with.”

“Is that also left by the beings of the Upper World?”

“It will.”

“I don’t know why the beings of the upper world leave such things in the lower world.”

“Isn’t it to provide a clue to the upper world?”

“It was a consideration for humans.”

“Maybe that’s their play.”

A sneer appeared on the demon’s face.

This is because it is difficult to see what the famous cult leader did with the ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Divine Liturgy’ as being for human beings.

Although death was not a pleasant experience, Cheonjama and Geumsa changed after learning about their future.

He abandoned his life of seclusion and began to wander outside of Muyeongjeon.

As their lives change, the person who suffers is the emperor.

The emperor had to move from one place to another to avoid meeting with Tianwei-seon.

At that point, the commander of the Geumuiwi sent an ultimatum to Hocheon and Nammaeng and sent a special messenger to Seokgyeongjang, saying, “Every day is a long way off.”

***

Hapbi.

Confederate.

Cheonchu angle.

In response to the ultimatum sent by the Geumuiwi, the leadership of the Southern Alliance called the representatives of Oh Dae-se to the conference room.

Mo Yong-mun, the general of the Southern Alliance, said in a calm tone.

“I received a notice from the Geumuiwi Committee saying, ‘Unless we engage in an all-out war with the famous religion, we will make the Moorim organization illegal.’ It is said that the same information was passed on to Hocheonmaeng.”

Representatives of Oh Dae-se frowned.

I don’t know why the Geumuiwi, which has been passive until now, is suddenly in a frenzy as if it’s on fire.

Seonwudam, the family head of the Seonwu family, raised his hand lightly.

“Musketeer. Do you know why the Golden Guard is in such a hurry?”

“It is said that Cheon Oui-seon, who was confined to Muyeongjeon, came out of their dwelling. Since the emperor was afraid of encountering them and was avoiding them, he became impatient.”

“You mean that the outside activities of Yiseon Cheon have started?”

Representatives of Oh Dae-sae became agitated at Seonwoo-dam’s repeated questions.

This is the reason why Hocheon-maeng and Nam-maeng also have to prepare for a war with Yumyeong-gyo when Cheon Oui-seon leaves the imperial palace.

Mo Yongwen waited for the turmoil to subside before speaking calmly.

“It’s not quite there yet. It is said that the Cheon Oui Seon only actively roams within the imperial palace. Like going for a walk, for example.”

Peng Muan, the elder Paengga, asked as if confirming.

“Are you saying you won’t come out of the palace as if you were locked up in Muyeongjeon?”

“That cannot be predicted. To be honest, I think the current situation where they don’t come out of the palace is abnormal.”

It was said that it would not be surprising if Yi-seon Cheon came out of the imperial palace.

The crowd roared again.

“Isn’t it the end when the extraterrestrial line comes out?”

“If they do nothing, it will take less than a meal (about 30 minutes) to Hebi. We need to come up with measures.”

“If you don’t even get a meal, what would be the countermeasure?”

“How about taking this opportunity to move the Southern Alliance to Northern Jilgyeseong?”

Paeng Muan’s words calmed the commotion for an instant.

In fact, that was the best thing the Southern League could do now.

Sword King Namgung Byeok, who was listening, lightly hit the table with the palm of his hand.

At the sound, the eyes of the representatives of the five generations turned to the wall of Namgung.

“The Paeng Grand Hyeop Golden Council said they would disallow Moorim groups, but are you saying we want to move the group to the Northern Jilgyeseong? That’s when you’ll really hear weight lifting. Don’t even say the word about moving the group.”

Peng Muan smacked his lips with a shy face.

I didn’t expect that other people would catch up with the noise I made because I was frustrated.

As the leader said, it was clear that if he moved the gun and endured, he would be driven into weightlifting.

On behalf of Paeng Muan, who became quiet, Ghost Sansu Danggiro stepped out.

“But isn’t there any other way? Today, who can stop the extraterrestrial ship besides the Nanchuan Daqiao? Even if the Southern Alliance puts in their best efforts, they will not be able to compete.”

Namgung Byeok frowned.

Now, just hearing the name of Namcheon makes my head hurt.

“Still, it is not possible to move the gun corps. Extraterrestrial aliens are beings that will disappear anytime. Do you think the imperial family will leave us alone after they disappear?”

“Isn’t there a way? When it rains, you should avoid anywhere.”

People nodded their heads at Danggi-ro’s words.

No matter what happened later, they wanted to distance themselves from Yiseon.

So, with a sense of urgency, I said one word at a time.

“You are right. That’s true, even the imperial family won’t be able to drive the Southern Alliance with weightlifting. Right now, the leader is the master of the Namcheon Daehyeop, so that can’t be the case.”

“Let’s move.”

“I think it’s right to plan for the next thing after living once.”

When the opinion of moving the order continued to come out, Namgung Byeok could not stand it any longer and hit the table.

Quaang-!

Cheonchugak, which had been noisy like a marketplace, suddenly became as quiet as a tomb.

“If you want to move the general group, I will quit being the leader. Please leave, except for the families that will protect Namjikryeseong with our Namgung family.”

When Namgung Byeok said that, Dang-ro quickly changed his words.

“My lord, it seems you misunderstood. I didn’t mean to move the corps, I just wanted to hear if there was another way. You can’t move the vertical until you hear the sound of weightlifting.”

Then the others threw out one word at a time.

“I meant that too. Nammaeng was created by the Southern Jilgyeseong breakwaters, but you cannot go to the Northern Jilgyeseong. Don’t you guys?”

“Of course not. Isn’t that the name of the South? Lord, clear up the misunderstanding.”

Words of moving the gun corps flared up for a moment, but soon faded away.

Only then did the hardened face of the Namgung Byeok unfold.

Mo Yong-moon, who had been watching the heads of the families and Namgung Byeok, spoke cautiously.

“Everyone, you don’t have to worry too much about Yiseon. As long as there is Nanchuan Daqiao in Hefei, no foreigner will dare to come to Hefei.”

Representatives of Oh Dae-se, who belatedly recalled Namcheon, shook their heads.

Listen, the musketeer was right.

It is true that the distance between Hwangdo (Nanjing) and Hefei is close, but there was no need to make a fuss.

It is because there is a stone sutra in Hefei.

Even if the Tianwei Yiseon came to Hefei, it was clear that their target would be the Shigyeongjang, not the Southern Alliance.

“The problem is the imperial family. If the Nanmaeng and Hocheonmaeng do not fight the famous religion, they will be punished accordingly. Even if they receive the same punishment, the smaller group will suffer more damage. So what do you think about this?”

Mo Yong-wen stopped talking for a moment and looked at Mao Yong-zoo.

Fortunately, the calm face of the leader seemed to have calmed down his anger.

When Murimse told the representatives to leave, my heart sank.

“First, the Southern League declares an all-out war against the famous religion and marches toward Nanjing. Then, if you ask Namcheon Daehyeop for cooperation, I think they will definitely respond. If Nammaeng joins hands with Namcheon Daehyeop, Hocheonmaeng will naturally become an acorn of dog food.”