Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 257

Episode 257. Only as much chili hachon

as you can afford .

A small house at the foot of the mountain on the east side.

Green forest’s rice cookers and fans, who had gathered in the yard laughing and chatting, left one by one.

The yard, reminiscent of a market place, was empty, and the heartache of Gucheonno went into the room.

Yeonjeokha, who was sitting at the table reading a book, said with a sad face.

“What are you talking about so long?”

“It has been a long time since the owners of the households gathered in one place. By the way, Gongja.”

“why?”

“Why did you push the musketeer like that?”

“Did you feel that way?”

“yes. The landowners also seemed to be wondering what grudge he had against the musketeer.”

“What is the grudge? Anyway, look at the thieves exaggerating. Whew!”

Yeonjeokha shook his head excitedly.

“Even though the musketeer asked for it like that, you didn’t bother to bring in the debt holders and debt holders and humiliate them. Be honest. Is there a problem?”

“I personally hate him.”

“why? Haven’t Confucius and Musketeer ever met separately?”

“Is that really how emotions build up? It can make you feel bad just looking at what you do.”

“What did he do?”

“Didn’t you hear the rumor? Because of jealousy, you bite every word Yeon-sister says. It’s disgusting to see what Namgung family does. They say that the Moorim family is determined to take over the throne and only harasses the Namgung family.”

“Heh heh. There seemed to be something.”

“what? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“So, isn’t it true that Namgung’s enemies are Confucius’s enemies?”

“It’s Uncle, isn’t it natural?”

“Ah yes. Still, since you watered the musketeer like that today, you’ll have to be a little more careful in the future.”

“why? Do you think the musketeer will put a knife in your back?”

“Wasn’t there a lot of talk about not reconstructing the Suzakudae during the Justice League? If you are shot by a musketeer in wartime, you will be disadvantaged in some way.”

“disadvantage? I’m laughing. Who got hit by that? I won’t budge if it’s not fair.”

“It’s like Confucius, but what if you push the Suzakudae with your limbs? The Namgung family is from the Murim family, so they won’t be able to openly refuse the musketeer’s order.”

“I won’t be easily dragged around because I have sister Yeon.”

“It’s okay. By the way, what happened to you guys last night?”

Shen Tong wondered how many of the nine hundred characters the Yeon family had memorized.

“One hundred characters.”

“A hundred sleeps? Hehe. Even if you’re a direct descendant, there’s not much difference from the 5,000,000 and 10 girls, right?”

A look of pride crept over Sim Tong’s face.

The direct descendants of the Yeon family could only memorize 100 characters, but he himself memorized 300 characters.

“I know. I was a little surprised too. I even told them not to write it down because it was word of mouth because they thought it would use expedients. I think I did something useless.”

I was afraid that someone might memorize two hundred or three hundred characters, so I did not write them down.

However, all three of them could only memorize 100 characters, so they did nothing wrong.

“By the way, Confucius, are you really not going to leave a record of nine thousand and ten thousand and one sutras?”

“huh. I think it was because of oral tradition that this was lost. The letters memorized by descendants gradually decreased and then disappeared at some point.”

“Shouldn’t it be written more then?”

“I think there must be a reason why this nine-thousand-nine-odd mirror is in the mirror. Maybe this is a mentality that shouldn’t exist in this world. Shall we say monsters, mental methods, or fifty treasures?”

“Are you saying that the mental method is evil?”

“no. It means out of this world. Imagine that one of my offspring, a madman, realized the Dao and succeeded in practicing the nine hundred characters. it would be a disaster That guy will become a monster. You don’t have to look hideous to be a monster.”

“Can an insane person awaken to the Tao?”

“I don’t know. People don’t really know anything about the Tao. Gucheonhyeonnyeo could have handed it down in a book, but she didn’t. I made it so that it can only be read in the mirror world. My guess is correct.”

“It’s not really hum-hum in the mirror.”

Heartache decided not to think more deeply.

People who say that I lived in a mirror or that I learned from Hyeonnyeo Gucheon are not very trustworthy.

Yeon Jeok-ha looked at him with puzzled eyes, and Sim Tong quickly turned around.

“It must be so that Gongja-nim made such a decision. However, if you think that it was made into a book and then lost, it seems that Confucius was right. It’s not like there are many disciples like Chilpaimun or the Five Greats, so there are no people to protect.”

“Because it is. If I die of old age, who will keep the secret salary that is unprecedented in heaven? On that day, my family will either be robbed or destroyed.”

“I didn’t expect you to think that far.”

“No, that’s what I thought when I said it. I also think word of mouth is the best. You only have to bear as much as you can afford. Just like the sky did to the Yeonssi.”

“Listening to Confucius’ words, my heart feels salty for some reason.”

“That’s what I call inspiration. Do you think I memorized nine hundred characters because I was smart? It’s because the ability to handle all of them is that heaven allows it.”

“Yes, I know that Confucius is not brilliant.”

“uh? You can’t say it that way. I said that because I was humble. What? Do you have a bad head?”

“Oops! what kind of words I didn’t say my head was bad. I said it wasn’t great. Shouldn’t you say that you are excellent only if you are Jegal Seung-woon or Namgung So-jeo?”

“Look at how you change your mind. Anyway, they get away like mudfish.”

“You’re a lunatic. By the way, Mr. Yeon has memorized 100 characters, so now let’s take care of ourselves.”

“You should hope so. But even if you’re Yeon, you can’t lose your pulse.”

Yeonjeokha looked out the window.

When I think of the Yeon brothers and my eldest mother, feelings of love and hatred rise.

Unlike the emptiness that fills the palate, it is a feeling that gnaws at the heart.

***

Shanxi Province.

parish prefecture.

Pungjisan Valley.

Contrary to the expectations of the new mother, the cheongryu god did not last long.

Perhaps the problem was her age when she understood the rules of the world.

The cheongryu god gave up early when he learned that he would become the material for Yeommae (透魅).

It had been three days since I had been submerged in the valley water.

jingle. jingle. jingle.

…tuk.tuk.tuk.

At some point, the bells on the thin tube stopped making a sound.

Even though the bells made of iron collided, it seemed as if stones were colliding.

The new mother frowned lightly.

A sacrifice that has been raised with great care for twenty years, but is finished in only three days?

It’s not a failure though.

Had it failed, the bell would have continued to sound.

The absence of a sound means that the bell of the gold prince is filled with spiritual energy.

In order for this golden prince to make a sound again, he must communicate with the spirit trapped inside the golden prince.

Shinmo waved the bell lightly in front of her eyes.

Tok, tok, tok.

Again, it’s a dull sound full of spirituality.

“God of the clear stream, I will call you soon.”

Because he died earlier than expected, I wondered what kind of dye was made.

After a while, the new mother walked out of the water.

When she came out of the water, her clothes and body quickly dried.

You can see how great her gong power is when you see that she hasn’t been covered with a speck of dust.

Shinmo looked up at the sky.

Fortunately, it is early morning when the day is not bright yet.

It was pitch black, but on the contrary, it was the best time to practice Dafa.

She flew up to the top of Mt.

A little short of the summit, a huge rocky gorge appeared.

There was no hesitation in her steps, as if it was a place she had planned in advance.

Sinmo, who had been walking without hesitation, stopped when she arrived in front of a chiseled rock wall.

It was frighteningly quiet because there was no forest around.

For an instant, even the sound of the wind died down.

There will be no better place than this as the ‘quiet place’ that the sky has taught me.

After Shinmo calmed down, she shouted the ‘Six Myung Mantra’ in a loud voice.

“Om nannen kaya nevata de hum!”

And after a while, he murmured in a barely audible voice.

“Om nannen kaya nevata de hum.”

I repeated that three times.

This is how to make the divine bell that Heaven taught me in the past.

Finally, after memorizing the six mantras as if whispering, Shinmo quietly listened.

Now it’s the bell’s turn to respond.

wheein-.

The wind that had stopped blowing again.

Even after waiting for a long time, the bell did not answer.

She resisted the urge to shake the bell.

Checking the sound by shaking it came later, and listening to the voice came first.

Has it been almost a meal (about 30 minutes)?

Just as she was about to give up from exhaustion, a familiar voice came from the air.

-mother. did you call

It was the voice of the god of the clear stream.

A sigh of relief escaped the mother-in-law.

I was worried about what to do if I had a ghost, but it seems that the proper dyeing was made.

Only then did Shinmo lift the bell in front of her eyes.

A jingle, a jingle…

Even a slight movement made a clear sound from the bell.

It was clear and clear, like the chirping of mountain birds flying over the valley of Mt. Pungji.

“Yes, Ryushin. mother Do you perhaps resent me?”

-no. I learned the secret of the afterlife thanks to my mother, so how could I be resentful? Oh ho ho!

In the darkness, the sound of laughter echoed eerily.

with my daughter! with my daughter! with my daughter!

The sound of the bells grew louder to match her laughter.

Beads of sweat formed on the bride’s forehead as she tried to hold on to the rampaging bell.

It was so powerful that even she, the King of Heaven, had to concentrate and control it.

Apart from the hardships, a smile appeared on Shinmo’s face.

It seems that now I can find out about the bigger secret that Socheon said.

***

Cheonjimaeng.

Equivalent angle.

In a huge meeting room, masters of the orthodox faction representing Danggeum Moorim gathered.

They are Chilpaimun, the heads of the five generations, the seven great masters, and the six demons.

Merchant Mugeuk, the leader of the Volcano Sect and the leader, said to the warlords.

“I gathered you all today because I have something to discuss. As you may already know, there are a few famous temples in Chiliha Village. Likewise, we also have Ganja planted in Baekma Temple. However, according to their report, the recent movements of famous churches are unusual.”

No one opened their mouths as if they would continue to listen.

“Looking at the unprecedentedly organized movement, it seems that their leader has appeared.”

At his words, the warlords murmured.

I can’t escape the struggle with only twelve horsemen, but even the religious leader appears?

The impatient Mu Geuk Moon Munju Wind Rae Do Jang Kang Ho asked in a loud voice.

“Is it really true that the King of Heaven has appeared? Has anyone seen the religious leader in person?”

“There is no one who has directly witnessed it yet. However, it is clear that someone is commanding them, as the Baekduma forces have started to move in perfect order.”

“So the leader appeared? Originally, didn’t they come all the way as a collective operating system? Is there any evidence that it is not an extension of it?”

In response to Jang Kang-ho’s sharp question, the Merchant Mugeuk turned to the musketeer, the new detective Jegal Seung-un.

I think it would be better if he explained it himself.

Eventually, Jegal Seung-un stood up from his seat.

“It is said that in the past month, top masters who did not belong to any church met with Baekduma soldiers. It is said that the Baekduma soldiers treated them politely. I consider them to be the personal guards of the religious leader.”

“…”

Not to mention Jang Kang-ho, no one refuted.

Although there is no clear evidence, it is highly likely that they were members of the religious leader’s bodyguards.

“However, fortunately, the cult leader has not yet appeared in the White Horse Temple. Perhaps this is the last chance to defeat the famous cults individually.”

Jegal Seung-woon gave strength to the word ‘breaking each one’.

It was said with the ‘Walnut Mountain Wangho Lodge’ in mind.

It was the basis for driving the atmosphere to ‘let’s reduce the power even before the leader appears’.