Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 506

Episode 506. A world parish prefecture where there is no distinction between

good and evil.

Younghu Village.

Daejakjuru (酌酒樓).

Four o’clock (10 am).

It’s early to start the liquor business, but the owner diligently served alcohol.

There was only one person sitting in the juru.

Red gloves and goatee.

Gu Cheonno, who has recently made a name for himself with Namcheon Yeonjeokha, is also heartbroken.

The heartache that had been consonating on his own suddenly put the glass down roughly.

‘bang!’ At the sound, the owner standing at the checkout counter flinched in surprise.

“No, I was worried and said he would go with me! What’s the point of going alone! I don’t believe it because I want to live a long time! What do you see people as!”

The heartache, which had been raging, brought a bottle of bamboo leaf extract to his mouth and poured it.

Half of it flowed through the mouth and the other half into the upper body.

Before long, Heartache threw the bottle to the floor and screamed nervously.

“It tastes like salted liquor!”

The bottle was shattered, but the owner did not dare to go and clean it up.

The heartache that had been wheezing because I couldn’t overcome my anger jumped up from the seat.

“no! Can’t the two-legged beast go somewhere? I’m going. gotta go and see I can’t go well I don’t know when he’ll come, but I’ll have to see if he goes. is not it?”

No one listens to the heartache, but he diligently explained why he had to go.

“That’s right. You can do a bit of an escort. That’s loyal and honest. cancer!”

The self-reproachful heartache took out as many iron coins as he could get his hands on, put them on the table, and walked out of the base with eight-legged steps reserved for drunks.

The staggered step until he left the bases changed to a straight line after walking about 10 steps.

His steps seemed to be getting faster and faster, but then he ran like a gale.

I wonder if it’s been around 20 minutes (about 20 minutes)?

Upon arriving at Mt. Fengji, Shim Tong stopped performing light training and quickly approached Yeomwang Pavilion (閻王閣).

Recognizing Simtong’s face, the famous cultist ran inside.

After a while, Talmyungdo Go Jin-seok, who belonged to Wolha Church, led the disciples.

“I am Go Jin-seok of Talmyungdo. What did you come for?”

Heartache looked up and down Ko Jin-seok instead of answering.

The transmitted energy is twelve horses.

However, unlike before, there was no burden, probably because Geumganggon, the legal assistant, was in hand.

“I came to observe Confucius Yeon’s ancestral rite.”

“Are you talking about Confucius Yeon in Namcheon?”

“Then, is there anyone else worthy of being called Confucius Yan? Guide me.”

“Wait. I need to get confirmation from the upper management to see if I can go up.”

Ko Jin-seok was always polite.

It was because he knew that even the heartache in front of him could slaughter the Twelve Horsemen like Yeonjeokha.

“Don’t make me wait too long.”

Ko Jin-seok was moved to tears at the cheeky words of heartache, but he did not show it.

This is because if you have to stir up heartache and quarrel now, you will only lose yourself.

Ko Jin-seok struggled to get out of Yeomwanggak with a calm face and ran up the mountain.

Go Jin-seok, who was climbing the mountain path in the middle of the day, encountered Taebaek Seonin and Yuktong Venerable Son who were descending the mountain just in time.

Seeing Ko Jin-seok running in a hurry, Taebaek Seonin asked.

“What’s going on?”

“Gucheonnodo came to Yeomwanggak to attend the rite of Yeonjeokha.”

“hmm.”

A quiet voice flowed from Taebaek’s mouth.

‘I don’t know if it’s okay to send Gucheonnodo to the yard where not only Baekduma-gun but also the Eight Emperors were bitten.’

I just had to send it back, but it bothered me that Gu Cheon-no-do was Yeon Jeok-ha’s henchman.

Since the principal cares about Yeon Jeok-ha, he cares about everything.

As the sage Taebaek’s worries grew longer, the venerable Yuktong spoke a word.

“What are you thinking about? Even the eight emperors have been bitten by the lord, but what a big deal is the gucheonnodo.”

“It’s because he’s the henchman of the younger enemy. I don’t know if the headmaster treats Yeonjeokha especially.”

“I hope you will allow me to observe the first marriage ceremony.”

“That is unknown.”

The Master Yuktong could not deny the words of Taebaek Seonin.

Considering the leader’s generosity towards his rivals, it would not be surprising if anything happened.

After deliberation, the Taebaek sage decided to personally take the heart pain and go up to the altar.

On the other hand, there was also a personal wish to check the progress of the first marriage ceremony.

Taebaek Seonin, who came down to Yeomwanggak at once, climbed the mountain again with heartache.

Taebaek Seonin, who was walking silently while looking straight ahead, asked in passing.

“By the way, since when did you go out with seniors?”

“It is from Obongsan. Why do you ask?”

“You don’t know about the Waryongjang days?”

“I have heard of Gongja-nim and know everything. Hehe, I see you have a question, but don’t talk in a hurry and ask.”

The heartache of old man saw right through the inside of Taebaek Seonin.

Taebaek Seonin said with a shy expression.

“I heard that he was persecuted by the Yan clans. That’s why Samjang Bulrip also came out.”

“It did.”

“I heard that the seed was different from the other Yeons of Waryongjang. Is it true?”

“Young Gongja has half-brothers.”

“Maybe… no.”

Taebaek Seonin was about to ask if he knew about his biological mother.

It’s because I feel like I’m doing too disrespectful things to the teacher.

“joy! fresh guy. The in-house manager was talking. Why do you wear things?”

Taebaek Seonin became furious at his mockery.

“Do you know who Confucius Yan’s birth mother is?”

“know.”

“Who are you?”

“why? Do you think Yeon Gongja-nim could be the son of your religious leader?”

“What kind of bizarre thing is that? If you want to live, don’t speak such nonsense again.”

“Hehe, rather fool the ghost, you bastard. I can hear the eyeballs rolling from here.”

“Don’t talk white. If you know your birth mother, tell me who it is.”

“Confucius’s biological mother is…”

Heartache only took a moment, but did not teach it to the core.

Originally, he was not the kind of person who would kindly teach people who were curious, and he knew that the deeper the misunderstanding of celebrities, the more he would be treated.

***

Fungji Mountain Valley.

While Yeonjeokha was talking to the black goat, the Eighthwang Goddess fell from the air.

“What kind of stories do you enjoy so much?”

“Isn’t that funny?”

Yeon Jeok-ha replied coldly.

I was telling the goat, ‘You’re going to die soon’, but it couldn’t be funny.

“okay? It looked like fun.”

“It is said that life is fun when viewed from a distance, but miserable when viewed up close. You can think of the atmosphere here as well.”

“It is miserable. Have you ever experienced misery?”

“well.”

Yeonjeokha answered vaguely.

Why would he tell the story of his heart to an enemy, not even an acquaintance?

Eighthwangsinmo held out her hand to Yeonjeokha.

It means to ask for a line on which a goat is tied.

When Yeonjeokha handed over the rope, she led the goat and walked slowly.

“I lived happily with my family along the Baeksa River in the north of Chengdu, Sichuan Province. He was poor, but thanks to his hardworking father, he never went hungry. The mischievous younger brother was affectionate and the youngest was playful.”

“Hey, why is the person who grew up in such a harmonious home like that now?”

In the midst of their relationship, he muttered, ‘I live a good life even though I was treated worse than a dog.’

Others called him ‘Little Devil’, but he thought of himself as ‘kind’.

This is the result of Namgoong-yeon and Simtong, who are 10 years old, saying that they are nice when they open their mouths and have a soft heart.

“A pestilence circulated in the village and several people died every day. Our house was no exception. First, the mother died, then the father, the youngest son, and the younger brother. I’m the one who buried the flies-covered bodies of my family members. The Baeksa Ha that I saw on the day I left the village was still beautiful.”

“…”

“You seem to be right. Our house by the Baeksaha River looks like a picture from a distance, but in reality it was miserable. I vowed to live up to the share of my dead family members.”

“Is that why immortality has become your goal in life?”

“I will not deny it. I am sorry that you sacrificed your wife. But since Geumsa wanted it, I couldn’t help it either.”

He didn’t say anything about linking up.

It was because I already knew the circumstances before and after hearing about it.

“Recently, I heard that a miscellaneous book called ‘Bumcheonyokgyewangjaecheon’ is being circulated upstream. It must be the work of the 10th matchmaker, right?”

“is it so? It’s the first I’ve heard of it.”

Yeonjeokha tilted her head.

I didn’t have a chance to hear such news because I was in a hurry to and from the Namgung family.

If it was ‘Beomcheon Yokgyewangjaecheon’, it was a book returned to the famous religious leader, but it seems that Namgungyeon was working on some kind of work alone.

“I have no intention of blaming you for what I did to your wife. I don’t want to make a fuss later. If you try to retrieve it, it will only backfire.”

Eighthwangsinmo hoped that ‘Bumcheonyokgyewangjaecheon’ would wander and be forgotten.

“I guess so.”

He nodded his head in suspense.

If they knew that the ‘Eight Emperors’ bloody death’ was caused because of that book, the people of the world would turn on the light in their eyes and attack.

“Have you ever read that book?”

“no?”

“Tsk tsk! Didn’t you read it? It is the only book written about ‘Heaven of Kings’.”

“Who said that? Stop reading books and wield a sword during that time.”

“Tsk tsk! Who said such an ignorant thing! If you cross the wall of the body with a knife, the wall of enlightenment is possible with a book. If you don’t open your head, you won’t know the state beyond that for the rest of your life. Besides, isn’t this the world you need to go to soon? They said, ‘If you’re a keeper of knowledge, you won’t fight a hundred battles.’”

The Eighthwangsinmo nagged as if she was teaching a disciple.

“Are you feeling sorry for me?”

Yeonjeokha stared at the Eighthwangsinmo.

Whether goodwill or hostility, feelings are bound to be conveyed to the other person.

Eighthwangsinmo, who was known for being cruel, was especially soft in front of her.

It was like that four months ago.

If he had worked with Geumsa that day, all the family members of Seokgyeongjang would have died.

Where is that?

When I was about to leave in anger, I did not retaliate, but rather tried to make myself understand.

I don’t know why, but I could see that he was still thinking.

Why is a witch who has cut the heads of more than a thousand monks and is about to cut the heads of another hundred thousand so human to herself?

“Can that be? Just think of it as a witch’s whim.”

“Oh, it’s a whim.”

Yeonjeokha nodded his head vigorously.

I heard it and it makes sense.

The person who is kind now, but wouldn’t be strange if he put a knife in his back right away, was a well-known religious leader.

Eighthwangsinmo stood tall in the wide empty lot in front of the valley water and looked at Yeonjeokha.

“’Heaven of Kings’ is a world dominated by desire. Don’t forget the meaning behind the name ‘Brahma Nyokgye’.”

“A desire?”

“Yes, the world of beings who have not cast off their desires. Enlightenment is not only for good beings. Isn’t there even a distinction between good and evil in the Tao?”

“That’s right.”

Even the optimistic partner he reflected on his ignorance for this moment.

Despite being a non-partisan secular disciple, the Eighthwangsinmo’s words were very difficult.

“If it was a desire that could not be cast off even after becoming a higher being, what size would it be?”

“Is it too big?”

It’s an unsure voice.

“If you thought of ‘King’s Sky’ as a place similar to Mureungdowon, wake up from your dreams.”

“…”

The whole tone of the Eighthwangsinmo flowed into Yeon Jeok-ha’s ears as he quietly reflected on the meaning of the words.

-Is Mureungdowon a place ruled by a being like the Golden Temple?