Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 474

Episode 474. I only fight to win,

Nam Ji-rye-seong.

Hefei.

Kanghyun Yeo.

The stone sutra was covered with the sound of a hammer.

During the month of May, carpenters and masons from Yeogang County frequently visited the stone sutras store.

They built a wooden fence or built a high stone pagoda at the place designated by Namgung-yeon, after the ten warlords.

The carpenters and masons worked diligently without asking or questioning the purpose of the building.

The blinding work was completed in one month.

When the work was finished, Namgung-yeon paid the carpenters and masons their wages and sent them away.

After that, he went around Yeonjeokha and the stone pagoda, attaching the talisman.

Like ducklings mating with each other, they followed after Namgung-yeon and kept making noise.

“iced coffee! I’m stupid. Why did you only think about cutting in the Jinbeop? After learning the talisman that can harmonize the wind and fortune. Sister, just trust me. I am a male who is said to be the best magician in Oryong Palace. If my sister’s talisman is combined with my talisman, I’m not envious of ‘Eight Gates, Palsangjin’.”

Namgungyeon put the brakes on his boastful words.

“If the power of the talisman is too strong, the bow may not function properly.”

“Oh yeah? Then why don’t we use a talisman? Running away is the most important thing, right?”

“It won’t be like that. The bow does its job until the truth is broken. Amulets are meant to add confusion, not break them.”

“I do.”

Namgungyeon suddenly asked while burying the amulet in the stone pagoda.

“Didn’t you say that if you chant a spell, a part of the black cloud will be activated?”

“yes.”

“I’m curious. to cover the sun I’ve never seen such a powerful technique before.”

“It will be worth seeing.”

A delightful smile appeared on the young man’s face.

I would be surprised if even the sky darkened like pitch black while I was lost in the truth.

In the middle of the day, it’s time for the two of them to inspect the stone pagoda.

Yakdang’s three treasures of luck were approaching in such a hurry that it felt frivolous.

“Look at this Confucius. I heard from Simga a little while ago…”

He raised his voice with excitement, but belatedly came to his senses and silenced his voice.

“I heard that the famous cult might come in?”

“so?”

“So what? Do you mean that someone in the stone sutras fights with Yumyeonggyo? I suddenly wondered why they were making camps in the manor, but I never dreamed that it was for that reason.”

“I’m busy, so tell me the main point.”

“While it is raining, who is there to just stand there and get hit? You should avoid it.”

“Where?”

“Anywhere would be fine as long as it wasn’t the Seokgyeongjang. Hiding in the Simsan Valley and living as if he died…”

“Like a rat?”

“No, aren’t there only rats in Shimsan Yugok?”

“I don’t live like that. Why do I have to hide from the small pikes? Do masters sometimes avoid the sewage?”

“You’re talking about famous schools. So, did Jeongui-maeng and Cheonji-maeng fall victim to small talkers?”

“To conclude, that’s how it is.”

“What kind of nonsense. Where have you been living in another world? Anyway, when you need to bend down, let’s lower down a bit.”

“The old man doesn’t seem to know yet, but I only fight winning fights.”

“So you have the confidence to fight the famous religion and win?”

“If you say it twice, it’s nagging.”

“surface?”

“Of course you have to run away. That’s why my sister made a jinbeop with a lot of money.”

“Now I see, did you even think about running away? Let’s move freely since we’re going to run away anyway.”

In an instant, Yeonjeokha threw out his anger.

“no! Why is this old man visiting me and swearing at me? Are you going to run away before you can fight? Is that the sound that comes out of the mouths of people who eat and sleep in the stone sutras? Are you going to ‘split the enemy’ now? Why are you attacking a family member in front of the enemy!”

“It’s not ‘splitting enemy lines’…”

“No, what’s wrong! It’s just what you do. If you have the energy to curse at me, go and make at least one more golden spear.”

“It is said that fighting on the same side with the enemy in front is ‘dividing the enemy’. It is not enemy division.”

“Who doesn’t know that? I also said red war division. Look at this. I’m going to quarrel again. go! If you’re that worried, go ahead and make a golden potion!”

“Grunt! If you really intend to fight the famous religion, will it become a golden drug? My nickname is ‘Sambojeolmyeong’. At the Seokgyeongjang, I didn’t want to touch the poison, but I didn’t dare to fight…”

“Why? Can you make me some poison?”

“If you want, I’ll apply ‘Cheoljiryeo’ with ‘Ilchikjeolmyeongsan’. That’s the Tang family’s boast of ‘poisoning’. I think it would go well with Jinbeop. How is it?”

Yeon Jeok-ha, hesitant about the unexpected proposal, looked at Namgung-yeon.

“Can I use ‘poisoning’ in your sister’s method?”

“It’s okay to install it while avoiding the runway.”

Then, the dungeon network suddenly intervened.

“If you tell me where the escape route is, I will make the rest of it a hell.”

Dan Yun-mang actively came out to see if he wanted to live.

“There will have to be a cancellation of the party agreement in case of an emergency. Can we prepare together?”

Namgung-yeon looked at Dan-woon-mang.

Wolah Geumah and the workers could step on the poison, so we had to prepare for it.

“Of course. In three days at the latest, I can make a Mt.

“Then I will teach you how to bow.”

In that way, even Tangga’s ‘Poisoning’ was added to the Seokgyeongjang.

Three days later, Tang Yun-mang sprayed ‘poisoning’ all over the place and prevented the workers from entering.

Fortunately, the number of workers was small and there were no accidents because they were afraid of the jinbeop.

After some preparations were over, the people of Seokgyeongjang gradually returned to their daily lives.

***

June.

Namjiryeseong Hapbi.

Shahu Lake Musan Xiaochuk.

Hash seconds (9:00 p.m.).

Thirteen shadows permeated the oxygen-free axis, one of the famous churches.

They are the Eight Emperors and the five twelve horsemen who left Mt. Fungji.

After a while, Myeong Jo-san, the commander-in-chief, and Won Su-yeon, a young woman to protect the law, jumped out and greeted the Eight Emperors.

Sogaekdang (騷客堂).

After a late meal, when the glasses were lightly exchanged, Myeongjosan impliedly asked.

“By the way, how are the Eight Emperors up to this point? Hefei is the same place as the living room of anoxic cattle, so if there is anything I can help with, I will help.”

Taebaek Seonin (太白仙人), the head of the Eight Emperors, answered with a smile.

“I have come to perform the Seokgyeongjang to avenge the disciples. But when I came, it seemed that Yeonjeokha and Tenjeonmu and Gucheonnodo were everything. It’s enough just to let you rest quietly until tomorrow.”

In fact, the current anoxic axis does not help with power. It is because all the twelve horsemen went to Mt. Pungji following their owner, Musan Nangrang and Maehwa Lee.

Right now, at Myeongjo Mountain, the former general commander, Wan Sa-seok, who was a twelve-horse soldier, was the one who temporarily entrusted the management of the oxygen-free cattle on his way to Mount Pungji.

“Yes, you are. We will serve you wholeheartedly during your stay.”

Myeongjosan, who knew the subject, did not come forward to help.

As night fell, the eight emperors sent Myeongjosan and Wonsuyeon out and quietly inspected the weapons.

It was only in front of the people who were short-lived that he proudly said, ‘I came to perform the Seokgyeongjang’, but they also knew that the Seokgyeongjang was not an easy opponent.

***

In the early morning, water fog from Soho covered even the neighboring villages.

A group of herds moved covertly along the lake shore.

After walking quickly for about half an hour (about 30 minutes), they came to a fork in the road and stopped.

It was mostly because it was a first-time road and it was foggy and it was impossible to know the direction.

Gugung Cheonnyeo, who is bright in the geography of Soho, stepped forward and pointed to one side with her fingertips.

“If you go that way (15 minutes), it’s Wongasan.”

The Eight Emperors and the Twelve Horsemen silently moved in the direction she pointed.

Maybe it’s been a while?

The appearance of the manor was dimly visible in the misty mist.

Taebaek Seonin intuitively knew that it was the target, the Seokgyeongjang.

He waved his hand at the twelve horsemen behind him.

Lim So-geo, the representative of the twelve horsemen, approached with a nervous face.

“The Eight Emperors are gathered together, do we have to cross the wall? I will enter through the front door, so open the way.”

In short, it means that the twelve horsemen are leading the way.

Lin Xiaoge was a little uneasy, but did not dare to say anything else and stepped back.

Lim So-geo, who returned to his fellow twelve horse soldiers, conveyed the will of Taebaek Seonin.

Then, Jeon Woo-sin, a masked man, whispered, ‘He kills people while laughing’.

“Could it be that you’re saying, ‘I’m going to lead the Twelve Horses to attack Yeonjeokha’?”

For a moment, the twelve horsemen looked at each other with startled eyes.

Such strange rumors had been circulating among the twelve horsemen before.

That the superiors might want the dead ‘demon of hell’ more than the twelve horsemen who lived.

Still, I couldn’t believe that it was the same school, but it seems that today is the day.

“Let’s worry about it later and let’s go.”

Lim So-geo quickly took the lead.

This is because there are no sharp points even if the story is lengthy.

Then, he didn’t know if it would be as he said if he got out of sight of the Eight Emperors here.

Standing in front of the gate of Seokgyeongjang, Lin Soge kicked the door nervously.

In other words, he took out his anger on an awkward door.

Quaang!

The door was torn open with a loud sound.

The water mist that had been dispersed by the shock rushed in again.

‘damn! Even the weather is like this.’

Lim So-geo, who was grumbling, strode inside, conscious of the eyes of the Eight Emperors.

Even if I die, I don’t want to be seen as a coward.

Comrades in arms and three twelve horsemen followed him hesitantly.

The Eight Emperors did not hurry even though the figures of the Twelve Horsemen were hidden in the mist and disappeared.

In fact, it was the same as giving up the Twelve Horses.

But what is this?

I was expecting a loud fight, but the presence of the Twelve Horsemen suddenly disappeared.

When the twelve horsemen disappeared, the Eight Emperors hurriedly ran forward.

A huge wooden fence blocked their way.

The appearance of a wooden fence that had not been seen before made Taebaek Seonin’s heart sink.

“Has anyone ever heard of a wooden fence like this in the Stone Sutras?”

Gugung Cheonnyeo shook her head.

“no. Moreover, considering the size of the stone sutras, this is impossible.”

“Right. It seems that Empress Dowager Ten has set up Kimunjin.”

Taebaek Seonin belatedly realized his mistake.

I was so distracted by Yeon Jeok-ha that I forgot that the mistress of Seokgyeongjang was a 10-year-old woman.

Then, the Six Tong-Jonja (六通尊者) stepped forward.

“joy! I will check how great the Qi Wen Jin ceremony is for Empress Dowager Ten.”

The Luk Tong Venerable, who is well versed in the Kimunjin ceremony, groped for the wooden fence.

He turned around for a long time, then came to a standstill at one point.

“joy! It’s just ‘Honcheon Palgwaejin (混天八卦陣)’. You saw the Eight Emperors too easily.”

When he said this with an awe-inspiring face, Taebaek Seonin asked.

“Can you break it?”

“’Honcheon Palgwaejin’ is like a child’s play compared to ‘Palmunpalsangjin’.”

Just in time, the water fog slowly lifted, as if the sky was helping.

A little while ago, I couldn’t see well in front of one field (about 3 meters), but now I could see ten fields (about 30 meters) out.

Somewhere over the barrier, an ‘Oops!’ ‘Ugh!’ The sharp screams of the twelve horsemen were heard.

However, seeing that there was no sense of urgency, it did not seem that even his life was threatened.

The Piseonja secretly asked the Gugung Cheonnyeo next to him.

“What is ‘Honcheon Palgwajin’?”

Gugung Cheonnyeo, who is as well versed in the kimunjin ceremony as the venerable Luktong, spoke calmly.

“It’s a method that twists Heaven and Earth and the four sides and throws them into chaos. It’s not quite up to ‘Eight Gates, Palsangjin’, but there are infinite ways to use it, so you have to be careful.”

At her explanation, the non-wrecked man did not let go of his tension.

It’s not unusual to just listen to it, but I don’t know what the venerable monk is so confident about.

Before I knew it, the water fog completely disappeared, and I could see the surrounding objects clearly.

The non-wrecked man who was looking around said casually.

“Why can’t I see a single horn? We have entered the Seokgyeongjang.”

But all I can see is a wooden fence.

Like the Great Wall, everywhere she looked was fenced in, and she couldn’t help but panic.

“I told you. It twisted all four directions. This is the first time I’ve ever done such an elaborate fortune-telling.”

Gugung Cheonnyeo’s eyes shook slightly.

Suddenly, the regret of bringing more Twelve Horsemen came flooding in.