Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 326

Episode 326. You can go back to Jaffa.

Spectators filled the Guando to watch the negotiations between Cheonjimaeng and Yumyeonggyo.

When the passageway was blocked, the warriors of the escort ran to Jegal Seung-un.

Samapyeong, the owner of Musou, asked.

“Sir, the road was blocked by onlookers from all over the place. What to do with them?”

“Just leave it alone. Being crowded isn’t all that bad.”

“All right.”

Sima Ping tilted his head and retreated with the escort.

A quiet voice flowed from Gongson Ilang Gongson Ki’s mouth.

“Hmm, it’s a human tent…”

“Isn’t everything good? There’s no way there’s no smoke coming out of the chimney. If there are so many people, it will be difficult for famous people to draw their swords carelessly.”

A chill like frost flashed in Jegal Seungwoon’s eyes.

He was a cold-hearted strategist who regarded ordinary onlookers as his shield.

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About 300 masters of Cheonjimaeng arrived at Baekmasa Temple at the beginning of Oshi (11:00 am).

Even though the masters of the Cheonjimaeng entered the front yard, the masters of famous schools did not even show their noses.

Even the famous religious leaders who usually frequented it were vague.

A light commotion broke out among the masters of the Cheonjimaeng.

There were also people who came to Luoyang and talked about rumors they encountered.

Merchant Mugeuk, the leader of the Cheonjimaeng, approached Jegal Seung-un.

“What is this? I don’t see any famous bridges, so I’m sure you misunderstood the date of the negotiations, right?”

“It can’t be. They will take the time to show off their victory.”

“Are you making us wait?”

“Even the imperial family said they welcomed the end of the war. Now I can’t bite even if I try to bite. They also want to end the war, so just wait.”

“The rumors I heard in Luoyang make the warlords anxious. Is it okay to just wait like this…”

The merchant looked at Jegal Seung-un with half-doubt.

The status of the musketeer was different from the past, and his words did not have the same weight as before.

Jegal Seung-un knew that the leader was anxious, but there was no way.

Now that he had reached the White Horse, he had to hope that the famous school would come to the negotiations.

The green swordsmen are as anxious as the sect masters.

Although the famous religion is friendly towards Sapa, it was not safe now that they were tied up with the political faction.

The thieves stretched their necks and listened to the movement inside the white horse.

Unlike those Noklimdos, Yeonjeokha was carefree.

It’s because they know the inside story of famous schools.

He sat in the shade under the pavilion and sipped fragrant wine from Luoyang.

“Old Man Shim said that listening to a proper gold performance makes the taste of alcohol better, right?”

“It was.”

“What was it? Can’t you see I’m drinking right now?”

“You’re not telling me to play gold right here, are you?”

“why? Can’t we play at the temple?”

“There’s nothing that can’t be done, but isn’t that the mood? Everyone is raising their eyebrows…”

“Tsk! I know one, I don’t know the other. The more you do, the more you have to make the atmosphere softer.”

“Should Confucius take responsibility?”

“I’m going to listen to some kind of gold performance. Is it luck?”

“Confucius, where is this seat? I am saying this because political parties and famous churches may regard it with respect.”

“What do you value famous religious people when you can’t even see them? Besides, I heard that strong men like this kind of thing?”

“It’s like that when you’re having fun. So, take responsibility. It should be banned.”

“yes.”

“Try to play some music for Confucius.”

With a puzzled face on Geum-ah, Gu Cheon-no also looked at her heartache and Yeonjeok-ha alternately.

It’s hard to stay still with the momentum that orthodox masters exude, so why play?

However, it was difficult to disobey the words of the teacher and the founder.

Geum-ah, who was hesitant, undid the gold she was holding and settled down under the eaves of the palace hall.

tying. Ding….

This is a song called ‘Bongguhwang’ written by Sama Bier for Takmu-gun.

Geum-ah, who worked at Giru, naturally knew many songs about love between a man and a woman and enjoyed playing them.

Wol-ah, who was excited by Geum-a’s performance, quietly sang ‘Bongguhwang’.

I even closed my eyes and fell in love with the girls playing and singing.

The masters of the orthodox faction frowned at the gold and singing voices that did not match the time and place.

However, no one dared to go to Yeon Jeok-ha and argue.

Half an hour (an hour) passed like that.

It’s when some people can’t stand it and grumble that we should just go back.

Suddenly, about 600 famous religious leaders poured out from the inside.

The orthodox masters, who were agitated by the overwhelming number, kept their mouths shut.

He realized the inferiority of Cheonjimaeng in front of famous religious leaders twice as many.

After a while, the poisonous demon, Yang So-ran, and seven Baekdu demon soldiers moved to the nearby Great Buddha Hall.

The leader of the Cheonjimaeng, the musketeer Chilpamun, and the representative six horses of the four generations followed.

The meeting was over in an hour (15 minutes).

The end of the long and devastating war was so simple.

After completing the agreement, the Baekduma forces and the representatives of the political faction came out of the Great Buddha Hall.

Honsei Swordsman Cheok Jin-gyeong, who was in the lead, turned his gaze to one side.

‘Why is the sound of gold in the temple?’

A young man, an old man and two little girls were drinking.

“What are those?”

Yang So-ran quickly answered Cheok Jin-gyeong’s question.

“Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no are also heartaches.”

“joy! crazy. How dare you say that this is where you are.”

However, Cheok Jin-gyeong soon reaped his life.

It’s because I don’t want to cause a dispute with greening in the yard where the war is over.

Besides, fighting Green Forest in front of those who follow the leader would only cost him himself.

Their enemies would no longer be the Cheonjimaeng, but the apostates.

Cheok Jin-gyeong and Akbul Bangcheongak Jeokwol Gongchwisan Honcheon Blood Ghost Kang Sang-pi first moved toward Daeungjeon.

Ung Jae-gwi, the god of welcome, and Lee Mae-hwa, Musan Nang-rang, followed after leaving a little distance.

As the Baekdu Horse Army disappeared, the Twelve Horsemen and the famous Christians also retreated inside like the ebb tide.

The eyes of the masters of the orthodox faction turned to the leader, the Mugeuk Merchant.

After saying a few words to the musketeer, the martial arts merchant climbed the stairs in front of the Great Buddha Hall.

“Today, we signed an agreement to stop the war with the famous Baekduma forces. After this time, the Cheonji League will be disbanded. Chilpilmun, the four generations, the political faction clan, and the heroes of Green Forest, thank you for your hard work. We will not forget your hard work. You may return to Jaffa now. thank you.”

The Mugeuk Merchant raised an example of gongsu (greeting with both hands together) to the warlords.

Representatives of Chilpilmun and the four generations also bowed their heads toward the Mugeuk merchants and warlords.

After the greeting, Chilpamun and the masters of the four generations moved outside first.

The waves belonging to the political faction hurriedly left the white horse.

The green forest’s chaeju and the six demons gathered around Yeonjeokha before leaving.

Ghost warriors greeted the group on behalf of the group.

“Tae Sang-ho, now we will go back to being alive. Thank you for your hard work.”

“What is suffering? go. Let’s not see each other again.”

“Yes, no, I don’t mean that…. Goodbye.”

Gwi Yeong-ja-gun, who hurriedly greeted them, left with the owners of the village.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was standing in the middle of nowhere and looking at the Jeongsa faction warlords, said with heartache.

“Should we go?”

“Is that so?”

“Are you going to the Namyeon guesthouse in Burns Village?”

“Shouldn’t that be the first thing?”

“Before going to the non-partisan faction, eat a hearty meal and go.”

“If the guesthouse does well, I’ll be able to eat greasy food to my heart’s content.”

“Why is a person with a lot of money in his pocket worried about that?”

“I don’t have any money left if I add it to old Sim’s life.”

“Can you really help me?”

“When did you see me talking white?”

Then, the heartache lowered its head.

“thank you. Confucius. You can drink for free at our Juru for the rest of your life.”

“I’m not a person who likes freebies.”

“Oh yes yes you know. Would you like it?”

A smile did not leave Simtong’s excited face at the thought of setting up a juru.

It was when Yeon Jeok-ha and his party were about to leave the White Horse Temple.

Namgoongse, who had been waiting for me outside first, rushed to the crowd.

The first person to run was Cheongun Sword Namgungcheon.

“haha! This snarky guy! Are you in love with Yuna? Have you been cheating on me all this time?”

“Are you cheating on the cow? Why do you say that my older brother is dull?”

“Oops! Who is this guy saying is dull?”

Namgungcheon reached out and tousled Yeonjeokha’s hair.

While Namgungcheon was making a fuss while grabbing Yeonjeokha, Sword King Namgungbyeok approached.

“It’s an enemy.”

“yes. Uncle.”

“I would like to discuss the marriage between you and Yeoni after the Namgung family is rebuilt. You will have to stay with the non-partisan faction for a while, so I think that would be better. What do you think?”

Yeonjeokha blushed and nodded his head.

“Yes, I will do as you say, Uncle.”

“Okay, go find them as soon as they come down from the shaman faction. Let’s catch up on the road then.”

Namgung Byeok planned to preside over the wedding himself, since Yeonjeokha was no different from an orphan.

“yes.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha agreed, Namgung Byeok turned around with a satisfied face.

Namgung-yeon, perhaps ashamed, only greeted him from afar and followed his father’s footsteps.

“Who would you like?”

Yeon Jeok-ha asked at Namgungcheon’s words.

“Isn’t there a Sojeo that hyung used to follow? What about Chang In-mun’s Jin So-ja?”

“How are you going home?”

“Isn’t it going well with Jean Souza?”

“I can’t. It’s good to ride. It’s not easy to meet because the distance is too far.”

“You can get married.”

“I have no intention of doing that until the Namgung family regains their former majesty. I should also take the burden off my father’s shoulders.”

“I respect you. older brother.”

“Sheesh! what is respect As my father said, if you go to a shaman, learn how to use magic. Seeing the menacing eyes of the Baekduma soldiers today made my heart terrify.”

“yes. I want you to go to a higher level, too.”

“Yes, I will try my best to become an older brother that you are not ashamed of. See you later then. Shim-senpai, please be healthy. Even cute girls learn hard.”

Namgung-cheon made eye contact with Yeon Jeok-ha and the others, greeted them, and then left.

My heart murmured as I watched Namgungcheon go away.

“The blue cloud sword is also a different species. Sogaju of the Namgung family is talkative like the women in the neighborhood, so I want it.”

Walla said with a hazy face.

“Still, I think you are a kind person. Seeing that you say good things to us as well.”

Not to be outdone by this, Geum Ah also helped out.

“That’s right, I wish all men would be like Confucius Namgung.”

His heart ached at the praise of his disciples, and he cleared his throat.

“Hum! There are men like this and there are men like that. And it seems you don’t know because you’re still young, but the color demons are naturally friendly.”

“Tsk tsk! doing what you say So, are you saying my older brother is a sex horse?”

“Oops! Is the blue cloud sword a slut? I’m just saying don’t be fooled by the friendly appearance. Even Confucius is not a kind person, is he? But if you go through it…”

“If you go through it?”

“Hehe, why is someone who already has an owner obsessed over such a reputation?”

“Whew! That Madou.”

Yeonjeokha, who shook his head, strode forward.

Immediately after the orthodox faction’s masters left, famous religious masters poured out of Baekma Temple.

As soon as they left the white horse, they split into north and south.