Episode 1137:
I’m sure I can hear you behind me.
There is no sign or sign of the two people.
It felt as if a pair of nasty scissors had been pressed against it.
However, is there anyone who can put him under the scissors as he is an expert in divorce law?
Goosebumps –
Goosebumps ran down my spine and into my pores, but there was no way to resist.
“Jocheon-gun. Jocheon-gun. okay. They made something called Yonglinin in the North Sea Ice Palace, right? They also said that alchemy is used in the western region… Have you ever seen it before in relation to the Mo Yong family?”
“….”
“Master, let’s lift the ban on your voice.”
After hearing Yu Hao’s words, Jegalin finally thought, ‘Ah, I see. Is it possible that I can’t solve this much on my own? ‘It’s trash.’ He gave the other person a sense of humiliation.
“I will allow you to speak. “You can talk comfortably now.”
There is clearly not a single swear word in it, but there is a hint of contempt in every syllable of his words.
“Jegalin, the blood-red bastard. “What kind of trick is this?”
“indeed. You must be a madman thirsty for knowledge. Even though you are on the verge of death, you still ask questions and become curious about it. Are you not afraid of death? Or maybe he prepared an extra life.”
“….”
Jocheon-gun does not answer.
However, Jegalin only chuckled and did not press for an answer.
“Well, you’ll find out when you ‘completely’ kill him. And the answer to the previous question is actually simple. If you use intangible energy with about 30 Gap worth of energy, you can make it so that it can’t move like it is now. “Isn’t it easy?”
“Let’s go thirty?!”
I am astonished by those words and open my mouth wide.
In numbers, it’s 1,800 years!
“Can you use that much air power? Just a human!? Even Hyun-kyung can’t do that!!”
However, Zegalin does not answer.
From the beginning, everyone except his student Jin Cheon-hee was treated like a bastard.
This is because I believe that it is up to the human being to decide what to answer no matter what such a bug asks.
That’s why Zhugelin said, ignoring the words.
“Anyway, this honey pot seems a little less attractive. I was hoping that more things would creep in… There are only two of the Demon Cult’s scum and the Blood Mission Cult’s scum.”
“?”
“Anyway, I never thought Samjeolchuho would become Geumcheon-gun. Did the soul succeed in transferring and taking control of the ego?”
Although it was not a question or a question to Jocheon-gun.
Complete disregard.
‘Does this bastard have no regard for his worth as my hostage?’
If anyone, Jeongsama, catches the rank of Ten Thousand Troops of Blood Mission, they will be desperate to get even a little bit of information.
For some reason, Zhugelin is indifferent to extracting information from him.
It’s as if everything is in the palm of your hand.
Soon, Yuho, who was behind him, answered.
“It’s quite possible. “No matter what happens in the first place, Samjeolchuho will not kill his younger brother, and he will do anything to relieve even a little of the burden on his younger brother.”
There is something that Zegalin’s crazy disciple said in the past.
It is said that if you look into the abyss long enough, the abyss also sees itself.
If you think about it in a Jungwon way, if you get close to food, you will inevitably ask for food.
It doesn’t matter whether you have good intentions or bad intentions.
From here on, it is ultimately black and white.
No matter how strong a person’s mental strength may be, there are one or two strong people who inevitably become tainted by the devil while fighting it.
‘Samjeolchuho was like a bamboo. Everyone believed that even if it broke, it wouldn’t bend.’
However, my younger brother is at stake.
Have you decided to pay for that sin?
‘Or did he have some other ulterior motive for accepting Geumcheon-gun into his body?’
The back side of the world.
It is very different from Kangho.
This place is so strange that it is difficult to guess.
However, there is only one thing that Zegalin knows.
Evil spreads like ink.
Tsk.
Why are humans so fragile?
Why were we made like this?
Zhugelin clicked his tongue in disapproval and eventually said this.
“I guess I should leave this to Hee.”
“You’re really throwing me off a cliff.”
“What can I do? “If we can’t overcome this, how can we endure the end times?”
Jo Cheon-gun was slightly relieved.
“….”
Jincheongun and Zhugelin.
I wondered if the two people had planned to kill him, but that didn’t seem to be the case.
“Since when… since when did you know?”
“I realized it the moment I used the power of blood mission in my area.”
“area?”
“ruler. So where does my territory start and end? “Aren’t you curious?”
But I had a feeling he wouldn’t answer.
And that thought was correct.
“This… crazy monster. “Kaaaaak!”
At that moment, Zhuge Lin’s large hand grabbed the guy’s head.
And the finger dug into his skull.
“Hoo. Do you feel pain even though you are a created body? “We can have a more enjoyable conversation.”
Zhuge Lin smiled crookedly.
“I have so many questions about you. very. “There are so many.”
“You abandoned your body and ran away… kwaaaa!”
However,
Jo Cheon-gun’s soul strangely could not escape the body.
This is a technique that he escaped from in front of Jin Cheon-hee in the past.
There was no way that wouldn’t work.
But for some reason, the soul doesn’t budge!
“Hahaha, it might be surprising why the divorce law doesn’t work. But you will find out gradually.”
Zhugelin took the loot with him.
Yuho thought.
‘My true. ‘This is the first time I’ve ever felt sorry for a blood missionary.’
However, Jegalin is happy.
“I got a good toy. Isn’t it? Yuho.”
“….”
Even if you meet a tiger at night, it will be less scary than this.
* * *
One of the darkrooms studded with luminous beads.
There are huge jars lined up there.
And inside, things that are clearly human are floating around.
One of the dolls slowly opened its eyes inside the jar.
Countless tiger fish blinked in an instant, then scattered and disappeared.
Shoot!
The water in the jar slowly drained, and a doll, or rather a person who was a doll, slowly crawled out.
That face is unmistakably Jo Cheon-gun.
Cough cluck –
The man coughed for a long time and then said this.
“Seeing that this ‘body’ has awakened… it appears that the main body has completely died. “The current date is…”
He looked at the huge hourglass and the small water clocks lined up next to it and said this.
“Have I lost roughly a month’s worth of memories? What a shame. “I could have experimented with various secret techniques in a month.”
He looks in the mirror with empty eyes.
The face of an unmistakable young man.
However, the uncanny valley stimulates people’s instincts.
It was like that. The young man seems somewhat empty.
expression.
What people call soul.
The man was out of his mind.
Okay.
He also assumed this situation.
In the past, Jo Cheon-gun saw Jin Cheon-hee use the Mingjoryeong and had an intuition that one day he would die without even being able to transfer his soul.
I can’t even move on to another body.
It could certainly be said to be complete death.
That’s why I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.
Even if the souls are different, if the memories are the same, wouldn’t it be yourself?
Now, all that is left for Jocheon-gun is Baek (魄).
It is something made from the remnants of the soul that governs memories in the soul.
He walked somewhere naked.
Light green pillar.
The souls of countless people were captured within that pillar.
Each soul glows faintly in the darkness, so when a person with open spiritual eyes looks at it, it looks like a small star in itself.
In astrology, don’t stars mean people?
Jo Cheon-gun believes that people can become stars.
And among them, there are stars with particularly clean and clear light.
Immaculate and pure souls who have lived their lives practicing virtue.
Jo Cheon-gun stretched out his hand and took out the soul.
My soul trembles and I resist, but I stop.
Chew it in one go, like biting into an apple, and swallow it in your mouth.
White swallows the soul.
The soul began to be consumed by Baek’s memories.
“Bwaaaah…Mom…please save me. mom. “Mom…”
Surprisingly, what came out of Jo Cheon’s throat was the voice of an unfamiliar child.
“who? Who, who, who, who, who, the name is getting further away. “My memories… Mom, Mom, Mom… Who is she?”
“…I shouldn’t have forgotten… I did… Who is Jo Cheon-gun?”
“Jocheon-gun? me? “Is it better?”
“….”
The talking to myself continues over and over again.
The soul resisted the memory of Jo Cheon-gun, but it was soon overlaid with green eyes and Jo Cheon-gun’s smile.
“…sigh.”
Eventually, the words stop.
Memories consume my soul.
White has now been imbued with a pure soul.
The horn-
“This horn is quite sour. “It took a while to get it under control.”
He touches his chin.
Pull your facial muscles and make various facial expressions in front of the mirror.
The uncanny valley is gone.
It means that the soul has properly settled down.
He muttered while looking at himself in the mirror.
“Well, maybe it’s better. If you practice divorce law too much, you will eventually go crazy, so it would be okay to replace the soul itself from time to time. As a result, a chronic problem has been solved.”
That’s how the man became ‘Jo Cheon-gun’.
he thinks
As long as there is memory and as long as the ego exists, the self exists.
The soul can never define a person, and what can define it is only memory.
This means that even if the soul disappears, ‘I’ will be able to maintain myself as long as I have memories.
He doesn’t believe in the afterlife.
I don’t even believe in the good world.
I didn’t even believe in reincarnation.
I just believed that the moment I lost my memory, even if it was the same soul, it wasn’t me.
It was such extreme madness that not even the other Ten Heavenly Armies dared to do it.
With this, Jocheon-gun’s ‘parts’ were replaced with new ones.
Neither the body nor the soul belonged to the original Jo Cheon-gun, but the memories were inherited, so it must be Jo Cheon-gun.
He thought so.
“Tsk. I guess I’ll have to find out how he died… It’s such a shame. “It’s a waste of time…”
He picked up the long gun loosely hanging on the wall and draped it over his shoulder.
Why Jocheon-gun?
‘I am.
Did he die without even being able to transfer his soul?
‘The seed of half-heartedness has not yet grown enough to block my techniques.’
This will be known once the culprit is found.
“There is a lot to prepare before the end times come, but there is not enough time.”
Jocheon scratched his still wet hair and grumbled softly.
Then suddenly I look back.
There were countless jars lined up endlessly.
“Have a nice dream. The ‘me’ of the future.”
Thinking that way, he turns off the Yamyeongju.
The only person in Gangho who would do this to survive longer was probably himself.
No matter how many of the ten thousand soldiers have learned the law of divorce, they still tend to be obsessed with their souls.
Can even the soul really call something else ‘me’?
‘The closest one is Baekcheon-gun.’
However, he is strangely obsessed with self-destruction.
It’s fundamentally different from what you’re doing.
Jocheon-gun is only carrying out ‘succession’ rather than self-destruction.
‘A memory that can be carried on no matter how many times you fail.’
In that sense.
A person who is rarely understood even within the Ten Thousand Armies.
‘I’m lonely because I don’t have any friends.’
Suddenly, I thought of that congressman.
He was different from Jocheon-gun in that he didn’t kill people, but his madness was quite real.
Because it smelled strangely similar to mine.
* * *
As soon as the dance competition began, Jin Cheon-hee started to get very busy.
Tianyu and Sima Xuan have no way to help Qin Tianxi like this.
This is a burden that only those who are Baekrin’s incinerator, governor, and member of the National Assembly must bear.
And Sima Hui also started to get busy following Jin Cheonhee.
A member of the National Assembly and the leader of the Regeneration Party.
A situation where he has to work both as the leader of the Rebirth Party and as a member of the National Assembly.
There are no more people who encountered numerous rejections throughout the competition and ripped off donations.
This is a period in which you have to live with bleary eyes, taking care of patients every day.
And –
in this era where the taste of crab meat soup is being forgotten and the friendship between sworn brothers is becoming a cheap joke.
A man was touring a gambling house.
“Hey, you’re making a lot of money~”
Sima Hyeon leaves one of the gambling halls under Hao Mun’s direct control.
“I hope it continues like this from now on~”
he says and tilts his head back.
“Third brother. “Do you have anything to say?”
The place seen by Sima Xuan.
Cheonwoo was leaning against the wall and crossing his arms.
“….”
“It looks like you’ve been waiting for someone for a long time. No way, watashi~?”
Tianyu spoke quietly to Sima Xuan, who was speaking playfully.
“the youngest. “Should we go somewhere quiet and talk?”
“Wow, look at how your voice changes because you don’t have a big brother. What a coward…”
“Youngest.”
“Yes, yes~”
With that, the two brothers moved and headed into a deserted back alley.
“Then what on earth…”
At that moment, wasn’t Tianyu suddenly swinging his fist at Sima Xuan?
“!”
Sima Xuan’s hand was wrapped in golden light and boom! And blocked his hand.
‘Is it shaking? No, it gets entangled? Rotational force?’
After deciding to that point, he quickly removes his hand.
“I have a good feeling. “If I had moved even a little later, my whole body would have been broken, including my wrist.”
Sima Hyun shook his tingling wrist and took a few more steps back.
“I really don’t know why my third brother is suddenly attacking me~ But if he does something like this, I have to protect myself, right?”
While saying that, he looks at Cheonwoo with golden eyes.
The eyes that glow in the dark are like those of a wild beast, and the same goes for Cheonwoo.
“I don’t know why you’re attacking me? the youngest. I sense a dangerous energy from you. “It is a power not permitted in this world.”
Hearing Tianyu’s words, Sima Xuan’s eyes widened slightly.
“Wow. Does my third brother even know that now? Ahhh! Is it because of the relics of old man Jang Sam-bong that your brother said he collected? Or is it something you got from there?”
“….”
Cheonwoo does not answer.
Eventually, he took a herbivorous stance and spoke.
“Do you have anything else to say before you die? If you don’t have it, I’ll take care of it.”
“Ah, are you going to fabricate something and say something to your brother? This is how our Cheonwoo hyung~ How on earth did he endure it all this time? “I heard you’re very cowardly~”
Googgeuggeuk –
I see Cheonwoo’s life shining under his eyepatch.
Was it so scary to see a large figure like Taesan possess the secrets of Taegeuk?
Sima Xuan said playfully.
“Even my eldest brother knows this. The third brother will make a fuss…”
At that moment, Cheonwoo’s fist flies out again.
‘Wow…if I do this well, I’ll die?’
But one word of ignorance is better than a thousand words to tell the truth.
Instead of the Golden Divine Attack he usually uses, Sima Hyun unleashes a different internal energy.
Prajna Shingong.
That too is pure and pure.
That’s what my older brother taught me!
In an instant, the river changes color from gold to white.
He has quicker eyesight than any of his brothers.
“!”
Cheonwoo instantly figured out the color and origin of the fist and slightly changed the angle of his fist.
Kwaaaaang!
“Ugh!”
However, Sima Xuan’s body.
…It flew away as if it had been hit by a cannon.
