Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 494

Episode 494. We are swordsmen,

Mt. Pungji.

shrine.

After climbing the mountain for about half an hour (1 hour), the road split in front of a huge rock.

The venerable Yuktong glanced back in front of a sign that said ‘Seonnyeoam’.

It was as if they were making sure they were following properly.

When Yeonjeokha shot at him, the Venerable Luk Tong shrugged and then moved on again.

“How strange it feels.”

I didn’t like the quiet Mt.

If Baekduma-gun appeared and started a fight, it would be annoying, but I would feel at ease.

There are no conflicts, so it should be good, but why does it feel like I’m falling into a pit?

Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon said a word.

“Let’s think positively. In fact, a famous religious leader has never had a fight before.”

As if agreeing, Gu Cheon-no also shook his head in pain.

“you’re right. The Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers were raging, but the priest was silent. Confucius.”

“That’s true, but it’s not a relationship where we’re being kindly guided. I turned the eight emperors into obsolete people. But the teacher is so kind? Old Sim has a lot of experience as a strongman, but isn’t he okay?”

“Originally, the inside of a person is unknown. who knows Is it because Gongja-nim likes it? Isn’t the religious leader insane?”

“what? If the headmaster is insane, you should be more careful.”

“So what? What would you like us to do for you? You want me to descend the mountain, leaving Confucius alone? I don’t know what other people do, but I can’t do that.”

Heart pain stubbornly kept his mouth shut and walked quickly.

Namgoongchun also helped out.

“me too. Knowing that the leader is a dangerous person, I have no intention of sending you alone.”

“older brother.”

“Don’t try to bear all the burden yourself. The more difficult and dangerous the work, the more companions are needed. We are not children who need your protection.”

“I didn’t think of it as a child…”

“Hey enemy. we are swordsmen The way we choose to live is far from peace and safety. If you don’t like that, you should throw away the knife and start farming. is not it?”

“ha.”

Yeonjeokha did not refute.

It was because I thought that talking more would only kill my colleague’s morale.

As he walked away with a confused look on his face, Namgoong-yeon, who had been married for ten years, approached and whispered to him.

“Neither my brother nor the people of Seokgyeongjang are weak. Even if you go through difficult things, no one will resent you. How can there be only good days in life? You have to go through the storm together to deepen the family’s morale.”

That was the mindset of Namgung-yeon, who grew up in the Moorim family.

Hearing the words ‘go through the storm together’, Yeonjeokha didn’t worry any more.

Just like you don’t want to put them at risk, they won’t either.

Today, the word “checkup river lake” came to mind heavily.

Namgungcheon is right.

The way of life the prosecutor has chosen is far from peaceful or safe.

If you don’t like that, you should have thrown away the knife.

He clenched his fists and made a promise to himself.

I will do anything to protect my people.

As they approached Seonnyeoam, the faces of Yeonjeokha and his party became tense.

Hundreds of famous religious leaders holding colorful flags lined up in an orderly manner in front of the entrance to Seonnyeoam.

Yeomwanggak at the entrance of Mt. Pungji is incomparably huge.

If the day you go is a market day, is it possible that a famous church meeting is being held?

The serial enemy jumped off and landed next to the Venerable Yuktong.

“Hey uncle. What’s going on today?”

“None.”

“But what are these people? People who don’t know it will think it’s an open war.”

“Do you think that the Headmaster is acknowledging the Seokgyeongjang to that extent?”

“If I get recognized twice, I will die over the game. It’s a show of force, no matter who sees it.”

“So are you afraid?”

The Master of Six Tongs glanced at Yeonjeokha.

To be honest, I was also surprised.

I didn’t expect that I would be preparing for such a grandiose welcome on the mountain.

‘Kyo-nim is the kind of person who wouldn’t blink an eye even if Hocheon-maeng came in…’

Just looking at it, it looks like all the people in Mt. Poongji have been mobilized.

Is this enough preparation for the visit of Seokgyeongjang? No matter how much I thought about it, it was difficult to understand.

“Oh, I’m afraid I’m going to get tired.”

“Your expression is that of a refreshed face that has already finished its business.”

The Luk Tong Venerable admired Yeonjeokha’s boldness.

Contrary to his words, his face was not much different from when he saw it in the Seokgyeongjang.

“Are those holding the flag the Twelve Horsemen?”

Yeonjeokha pointed to about thirty people lined up on the left and right.

The flags they were holding had four characters written on them: “Heaven and Heaven”, “Infants alone”, “Samgye Gae Go”, and “Adang Anji”.

“You have great eyesight. That’s right. The Twelve Horses are only qualified to raise the flag.”

“Wow. Twelve horsemen are teeming with them.”

An exclamation escaped from the young man’s mouth.

This is what I said based on my memories of seeing it in the previous release of Uguksa, but it is really twelve horse soldiers.

It seems that Seonnyeoam was buried in the flag.

Behind the jockeys, hundreds of orthodox masters who have committed themselves to famous schools are a bonus.

“Isn’t that too much of a welcome?”

“…”

The venerable Yuktong did not reply and quickly entered the front gate of Seonnyeoam.

He thought so too, so he had nothing to say.

The young enemy who had just entered the front door turned his head slightly at the stinging gaze.

The flag of ‘infant independent’ caught my eye first.

Soon, the rider’s eyes met.

‘omg!’

The owner of the bloodshot eyes that glisten with resentment was Baek Mi-joo, her aunt.

When Yeon Jeok-ha, startled, stopped, Namgung-yeon asked.

“what’s the matter?”

“It’s no big deal. I’ll talk to you later.”

Leaving behind Baek Mi-joo’s gaze of the murderous rival, he went inside.

Grandmother, it doesn’t matter.

Now, the worries of the people of Seokgyeongjang made my head explode.

Unlike the outside, which was crowded with twelve horse soldiers and religious leaders, the inside of Seonnyeoam was quiet.

There were only three old men standing in a row in front of the island stone of the shrine.

“Kreurre-.”

The mouth of the young enemy who had turned his head inadvertently at the growl sounded wide open.

A body the size of a bull with three heads resembling a dog?

Lava-red spittle dripped down his chin, and white smoke billowed out like quenching hot iron each time.

It’s surprising even if you have a lot of experience fighting monsters, so it goes without saying to other people.

“omg! Confucius. Look over there.”

He turned his gaze away from the fuss of heartache.

‘What else is that? Is it a monster?’

At the place where Heart Pain pointed, a pitch-black human horse stood like a stone statue.

The party’s gaze focused on the black knight.

“A monster… is it?”

Namgung-yeon shook his head at Namgung-chun’s lack of confidence.

“There’s no way a monster could be so quiet. It seems different from the monsters we met before.”

Then, suddenly, the door to the shrine opened wide.

“It’s really like a decade old. saw well The Black Knight is different from the monsters you knew before.”

Eighthwangsinmo looked closely at Yeonjeokha and his companions along with the horse.

‘There must be an offering for an unknown god among them.’

who would be chosen?

‘Considering the majesty of an unknown god, he would not be an ordinary person.’

The Eighthwangsinmo’s gaze stopped at Namgungyeon.

Just in time, Namgoongyeon asked.

“What’s different about the monsters I’ve met before?”

Eighthwangsinmo readily replied that she had no intention of hiding it.

“The ‘demons of hell’ you met before are all ‘messengers of the underworld’. But they are not ‘messengers of the underworld’. Do you know what I mean?”

“You’re not from the underworld, are you?”

It seemed that Namgoongyeon vaguely knew what the Eighthwangsinmo said.

Is it a story about another world like ‘Bumcheonyokgyewangjaecheon(梵天欲界王在天)’?

“You are a wise boy. Do you want to know about the world they came from?”

“Not at all.”

Namgoongyeon cut it like a knife.

A Bodhisattva-like smile appeared on the corner of the Eighthwangsinmo’s mouth.

“i get it. We’ll talk about that later. By the way, did you bring the book?”

Yeonjeokha answered the question of the Eighthwangsinmo.

“I brought it. Can I just give you the book?”

“Yes, give the book and ‘go’. That much I can tell you with certainty.”

“’I will send you to the underworld’ is not a joke. He knows the weight of words, so can I trust him?”

“How can it be that people with bright futures are living in the underworld? i won’t kill you Are you relieved now?”

I saw Namgung-yeon, who was in love with Eighthwangsinmo’s confirmation.

Namgoongyeon nodded.

It is because there is no other meaning in the revealed words.

When she allowed it, he took out the ‘Bumcheonyokgyewangjaecheon’ from the arms of his partner.

The Eighthwangsinmo only glanced at Yeonjeokha and did not ask about the book.

That kind of attitude got on the younger enemy’s nerves.

I expected many questions, such as whether the book was correct, whether there was any transcription, whether the book was damaged or not.

I had a hard time memorizing the correct answer, but you didn’t even ask?

Even unlike the conversation with Namgung-yeon, he has a sullen face now.

With his desire to monopolize the old books, he even caused the ‘killing of the Eight Emperors’.

When Yeonjeokha approached the shrine with an ancient book, Baekdu Demon soldiers blocked his way.

To be precise, it was difficult to advance as they were blocked by the Baekduma forces.

Taebaek Seonin held out his hand to the hesitant Yeonjeokha.

He handed over the old book obediently.

Seeing that the Eighthwangsinmo didn’t say anything, it seems that her role ended here.

Soon, the Taebaek sage held up the old book with both hands and approached the gyoju.

The Eighthwangsinmo, who received the book, nodded.

‘Beomcheon desire world king Jaecheon.’

At this point, it is to the point where you feel that you are connected by destiny with ‘The Sky of Kings’.

After slowly closing the book, she said to Yeonjeokha.

“It is time to part.”

“Then let’s go. Anything more to say?”

The Eighthwangsinmo raised her hand instead of answering.

Then, as if they had waited, the Baekduma soldiers cut off the gap between Yeon Jeok-ha and the party.

“What are we going to do?”

To the sharp words of Yeonjeokha, the Eighthwangsinmo replied in a calm tone.

“The Baekduma forces seem to be sending you off. What’s wrong?”

“Do you think I am stupid? This is why the Baekdu demons are separating me and the company.”

“That’s right, isn’t it a courtesy to you?”

“Don’t talk like bullshit. Move! If you don’t get out of the way, I’ll make you a demon god that you all respect!”

The rival enemy shouted at the Baekduma forces and immediately took out a blue silk from his bosom.

Woo woo-.

A dazzling beam of light poured from the end of the government building.

Surprised by the curse, the Baekduma soldiers also reflexively pulled out their favorite soldiers.

Chacha window-.

As the atmosphere became gloomy, even the Twelve Horsemen outside and the masters of the famous religion rushed in.

In the blink of an eye, the front yard of the shrine was filled with colorful flags and famous religious leaders.

He gritted the serial killer.

With extreme tension, ambient noises disappear and ‘Thump-thump!’ I only heard the sound of my heart beating.

I couldn’t believe it, but the famous teacher who trains ‘Eonryong’ struck me in the back!

The unexpected ending made my blood boil.

‘OK! If you wish, I will open the gates of hell!’

If you pile up the corpses of the Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers, the road to hell will unfold on Mount Pungji.