Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 920

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920 episodes. Have you often heard that you are strict?

At the same time as Nammaeng, Hocheonmaeng also sent the Blue Dragon Corps to Wolha Church in Nakyang, nearby.

The Wolhaseonja was aiming for a chance to follow the famous religious leader, but the result was as disastrous as the Southern Alliance.

The Blue Dragons killed one of the Twelve Horsemen and lost half of the Blue Dragons to a unicorn that came out of it.

Fortunately, the Blue Dragons lost their function even though I killed Ilgakmin with the help of the Cheongseong faction. This is because the placentas of the survivors were injured.

Ha Nam.

Jeongju.

Hocheon League General.

Tongcheongak.

A heavy silence hung over the conference room.

The musketeers Gongson Illang and Gong Songi continued to speak in front of the representative of the Chilpamun with a puzzled look on their faces.

“…Since there were no personnel to replenish the Blue Dragon, we turned to disbanding. The twelve members of the Blue Dragon will be reassigned to the remaining three units.”

When Gongsun-ki controlled his breathing for a moment, Docheon Jin-in of the fortune-telling group asked.

“If it’s not true, who will be in charge of the work the Blue Dragon has decided to do?”

Originally, the Blue Dragon was supposed to fight against Yumyeonggyo.

In other words, only Cheongryongdae was turned into a famous bridge among the four bridges.

For them, it was only natural that the fight against the famous religion was just for show.

“Please choose between Baekhodae, Jujakdae, and Hyeonmudae. I will leave it to them.”

Shocked by the Blue Dragon Corps, Gongsongi passed it on to the representative of the Chilpamun.

It was difficult to designate it because it suffered too much damage from the beginning.

This is because no one likes to see his sect’s disciple die or get injured.

The quiet meeting room became noisy like a market.

Representatives of the Chilpa sect did not want their sect to be mobilized in the fight against the famous religion.

After everyone avoided famous schools, the leader, Mugeuk Merchant, stepped forward.

“Please take care of the work of the Blue Dragon and the White Tiger.”

The core of the Baekhodae is the volcanic wave.

Musang Jin-in, the leader of the Baekhodae and the elder of the Hwasan Sect, flinched, but did not refuse.

I had no choice but to accept it because it was not someone else, but a scholar of the volcano faction.

Gong Son-gi, who had noticed, continued to lead the meeting as the volcano wave calmed down.

“The fortunate thing is that the Nammaeng are bound by Akyang. It is said that for some reason, Cheongsa, the law guard of Paengga, did not listen to the thunder god that haunted Yang Yang. So now, the Sanwol Shrine in Akyang has been banned due to the thunder god’s poison. Until the problem of the god of thunder is resolved, the Nam Meng has no time to worry about anything else. In the meantime, I plan to quickly clear the disputed area.”

Musang Jin-in said hastily.

“Pangga’s government building was made by swordsman Lu Dongbin, and it is a famous Dharma treasure in Taoism. We will have to find out why the monster didn’t listen to it.”

It was a serious problem for the Volcano Faction, who had to fight against the famous religion right away.

Then the leader, the Mugeuk Merchant, intervened.

“The reason why the Blue Dragons were able to kill the demons of Wolha Church was because the Blue Dragons had the Golden Dragon Jade Jade. There is no doubt that monsters are weak against the power of the dharma.”

Musang Jinin tilted his head.

One of the Eight Immortals, Han Sang-ja’s Golden Dragon Jade Red, was effective, but I don’t know why Cheongsa failed.

As the representatives of the Chilpai clan became agitated, a polite gesture came out.

“Our musketeers have concluded that the building obtained from Panga is a counterfeit. In the past, when the true nature of the Twelve Horses was first revealed, fake reports were rampant. It is highly likely that he bought it at that time without knowing that it was a counterfeit.”

Representatives of the Chilpamun nodded.

In fact, it was difficult to explain the work of Sanwolsindang without that.

Merchant Mujong, a long-time leader of the forward movement, made a suggestion.

“At this point, why don’t we check the authenticity of the dharma treasure we have? There is no law that says that what happened at Sanwolsindang shouldn’t happen to us.”

“The frequency agrees with the non-specialist.”

“you’re right. Let’s not just blindly try to hide it, let’s cover the truth.”

“Right!”

“Okay. People’s lives depend on it, so let’s start with whether it’s real or fake.”

“But how do you know if it is genuine or counterfeit?”

The fuss soon subsided at someone’s question.

When people’s eyes turned to him, Gongsun Qi inadvertently turned his head to the leader.

It was because he wanted to know if the leader knew about the question he couldn’t answer.

However, even the martial arts merchant shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t know.

The hesitant Gongsun-gi decided to look around moderately.

“It is not easy to determine the authenticity of the law. The surest way is to use it against monsters. How about lending the Baekhodae the treasures owned by various clans and having them prove authentic?”

The representatives of the Chilpaimun had somewhat confused faces, but they did not oppose it.

Realistically, it is difficult to find a better alternative.

In the end, the Chilpa clan decided to lend their clan’s dharma treasure to the Baekhodae.

***

Namjikryeseong.

Hefei.

Seokgyeongjang.

Audience.

In the morning, Won Hwa-pyeong, a member of the Southern Jin Guard, came to Yeonjeok-ha again.

Even though they were dating, they could not treat him badly at the door and welcomed him as a guest.

As Won Hwa-ping sat down, Yeon Jeok-ha poured tea into the teacup placed in front of him and said,

“I told you in advance, but I’m not moving.”

“Akyang’s Sanwol Shrine is engulfed in poisonous smoke. It is because the southern alliance killed the head of Sanwolsindang and failed to clean up. Currently, the God of Thunder is in control of the Shrine of the Mountain and the Moon.”

“What is the Southern League doing?”

“They say there’s no way to penetrate the poison fog.”

“Ah…”

An exclamation flowed from Yeonjeokha’s mouth as he recalled the thunder god he had once met.

‘But how many poisonous mists did no one get close to?’

Looking at him lost in thought, Won Hwa-pyeong continued to speak.

“The problem is the people around the shrine.”

“Why are the people?”

“Due to the influence of the poisonous fog, a disease is spreading in the neighborhood. It is said that three or four people fall down every day. It’s only a matter of time before the deaths come out.”

“Try to push the South Alliance a bit.”

“Somehow they prepared the Beopbo, but they said there was nothing they could do about it because they were blocked by poisonous mist.”

“Tsk tsk! So how did you do it?”

“They said they would compensate the people for treatment and casualties.”

“No, even those people know what happens when the Twelve Horsemen die, so why didn’t they kill them and keep working?”

“They say there seems to be a problem with Panga’s dharma.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I think I bought a counterfeit at a high price a few years ago when Beopbo was in full swing.”

“You mean you broke into a famous religious shrine with a fake dharma tablet?”

“The Southern Alliance says that’s the conclusion.”

“Oh! irresponsible people. He said he did something like that.”

“Daehyeop-nim, don’t you think there’s no other way?”

“I heard that the area around the shrine is filled with poisonous smoke. What kind of talent can I have?”

“As expected. The imperial family and the Southern Alliance requested deciphering of Tangga and Baekdokmun, but they all shook their heads excitedly in front of the solo dance. It’s a poison I’ve never heard of, let alone seen… it’s impossible to decipher.”

After saying that, Won Hwa-pyeong took her luck.

“Come on, great deal. Since Hocheonmaeng and Nammaeng are fighting against the famous religion, Daehyeop gradually…”

“Suddenly what? Do you know what a fool I am? The main forces of the Hocheon League and the Southern Alliance are still fighting behind the scenes, so you want them to deal with the famous bridge on their behalf?”

“Oh, I don’t mean that.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha got angry, Won Hua-ping quickly changed his words.

Nothing has changed, but I can’t ask Yeon Jeok-ha to deal with Myung-gyo.

“So what do you mean?”

“The jurisdiction is just… Can you say it’s just mental preparation? It seems that the attitudes of the Hocheonmaeng and the Nammaeng are gradually changing for the better.”

“It’s a bitch to change. Can’t you just see it? Pretending to fight? If they had been determined and fought properly, they would have killed the Thunder God of the Sanwol Shrine.”

“Isn’t it?”

Won Hwa-pyeong hastily lost his luck, but was unable to find even the best of luck and evaded it.

He chatted with Yeon Jeok-ha for about an hour (two hours) and then went back.

Remaining alone, he stared at the front blankly – with a face that sucked in spirit.

When I heard the story of Sanwolsindang, I felt bad.

It was unexpected that innocent people were suffering from the disease.

Thinking deeply, he called a butler who passed by just in time and asked him to come find Tangunmang.

After a while, the butler and Dangwunmang entered through the winter gate connected to the courtyard.

“Did you call the lord?”

“uh. Come up here.”

I sent the butler back and sat down in front of Tang Yun-mang.

“Have you ever heard of the famous god of thunder, old man Tang?”

“A human face?”

“Yes, that thunder god emits poisonous smoke. How do I get through a place full of poisonous smoke?”

“I need to take an antidote.”

“But what if that poison is a completely new poison that does not exist in royal seals? So what if the antidote doesn’t work?”

“Of course you can’t go in. why? Do you have a chance to enter the thunder god’s poisonous smoke?”

“I’m asking just in case.”

“Even if Jangju-nim says he’s not going to go in, it’s better not to go in.”

“why?”

“An anti-poison needle is resistant to poison, not poisoning. If it is a new poison that is not in royalties, it may not be resistant to Jangju. Probably not ten times out of ten. No matter how much Jangju is half-god, it is dangerous.”

“What if I still have to go through the poisonous smoke?”

“Blow it away with the wind or burn it with fire.”

“The wind is difficult. I heard that there are many people around Dokmu.”

“Then burn it well.”

“Burn?”

“In general, poison is weak against fire. If you really need to go into the poison smoke, take it and go.”

“By fire?”

“Then do you burn it with water?”

Tang Yun-mang looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with dumbfounded eyes.

I don’t know what you are asking for such an obvious thing.

“No, I was wondering if it could be fire.”

“Anything that can burn will do.”

“okay. Go see.”

Then, Tang Yun-mang put his hand in his bosom and rummaged around, then pulled out a porcelain bottle.

“Eat this when you’re near poison smoke.”

“Is it canceled?”

“Yes, this is a new item I made as a result of the cancellation of the Nakwol dictatorship. I haven’t come up with a name yet.”

Yeonjeokha, who knew the toxicity of Nakwol dictatorship, readily took it.

If he could detoxify such a venomous poison, it would also help with the Thunder God’s poison dance.

As he put his bottle in his bosom, Tang Yun-mang asked.

“By the way, didn’t you say you wouldn’t get involved in famous religious affairs?”

“I will not get involved.”

“Isn’t the Thunder God a monster that appears after the death of the Twelve Horsemen?”

“so?”

“I wonder if it has anything to do with the famous religion.”

“Didn’t you often hear that old man Tang was stubborn when he was in the Tang family?”

“I remember hearing it once or twice.”

Dang Yun-mang readily acknowledged it.

Among the people who made a name for themselves in the Tang family, there was no one who was not ignorant.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been studying poison for the rest of my life, or if such people cling to poison.

“I was going somewhere, but the Thunder God’s poisonous smoke blocked the road. If I put it away, can I say ‘I started working at a famous church’ over it?”

“I can’t.”

Tang Yun-mang gave Yeon Je-ha the answer he wanted and stood up.

Then I remembered and asked.

“If you know that the road is blocked by the thunder god’s poisonous smoke, can’t you go the other way?”

“Are you going back the way you were going just for that reason? I can’t do that. I will not.”

“Ah yes. This is what I asked if I had to go that route while taking the antidote.”

“He is a very strict person. Go ahead. I’m afraid I’ll pass on my naivety.”

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Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Heavenly Inquisition Sword

The Nine Heavens Swordmaster
Score 7.4
Status: Completed Type: Author: Artist: Released: 2018 Native Language: Korean
“Don’t hit him with flowers. He is the master of the Nine Heavens.” Born as an illegitimate child, six-year-old Yeon Jeok has endured various violence and torment from his stepmother and half-siblings. When his father dies from illness, his stepmother locks Yeon Jeok in the warehouse. Isolated from the world, he spends ten years confined. After learning martial arts, he escapes into the world! “I regard the Yeon Family with great bitterness.” The unyielding journey of Yeon Jeok, the sole inheritor of the Nine Heavenly Swords, has just begun!

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