Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 870

870 times. Shall I break it?

Baek Mi-ju, who witnessed Yeonjeok-ha’s inaction, went out with a low profile.

He still hated him, but it was because he had to retrieve the Eight Lords.

“Listening to Mrs. Baek, do you think I am a very bad bastard?”

He seemed to be blaming himself, but his tone and expression were the opposite.

It was as if he was protesting, ‘Why are you making me a bad boy!’

Baek Mi-joo, noticing this, hurriedly went into probation while gnashing her teeth.

“It’s not that you’re bad, it’s that your revenge isn’t enough.”

“I was taught to take revenge ten times a hundred times. However, if it’s a skin wavelength, it’s just the beginning. Right?”

Baek Mi-joo’s expression turned cold as she threw away her pride and begged but it didn’t work.

“so? Interfering with a famous school event isn’t enough, are you saying you’re going to take away my eight lords? Aren’t you afraid of the imperial family and the religious leader?”

“Mrs. Baek. If you’re afraid of that, you can’t live in Gangho.”

“…”

Baek Mi-joo felt frustrated for the first time since attending a famous school.

Neither pleading nor threats work, so I don’t know what to do.

Yeonjeokha said to Heartache and Jwasinyang, who were watching from the side.

“What are you looking at? They do not release those who are bound.”

Only then did Shimtong and Jwasinyang approach the guru and the middlemen and untie the rope.

The masters and middlemen who escaped from the danger of death bowed their heads to express their gratitude to Yeon Jeok-ha.

In the meantime, heartache occupied the blood of the twelve horsemen who fainted, and Jwasinyang tied ropes to the famous religious leaders who were assisting in the ritual.

Baek Mi-joo just stood there and watched her limbs being subdued.

It didn’t take long for the surroundings to be sorted out.

It was thanks to the famous religious leaders who were afraid of the enemy enemy and obediently followed him without resisting.

At this point, Baek Mi-joo was reluctant, but had no choice but to accept the reality.

‘For now, let’s do what he tells us to do.’

You can steal the Paljuryeong when it cools off.

Even if he was sent to the prison, he would be released soon as the cult leader was in control of the imperial family.

“You won. Whether you drag him to the Seokgyeongjang or send him to the prison, do as you please. However, it is true that he said that ‘the Eight Lords are mere ornaments to those who are not famous.’”

Yeonjeokha lifted the Paljuryeong in front of him as if raising a medicine and said.

“I don’t need these ornaments.”

“…”

Baek Mi-joo didn’t say anything to avoid being tricked by him.

It’s because he’s not the kind of person who would give it anyway.

Then a sound like a thunderbolt was heard.

“Should I break it?”

“Can not be done!”

Baek Mi-joo threw off the mask she was wearing and screamed.

In Paljuryeong, the results of human sacrifices are piled up.

If you destroy it, you will no longer be able to use the psychic powers of the Twelve Horsemen.

Now that Waryongjang and Baekgajang, which were his own fences, had disappeared, he had to block them.

Yeonjeokha, who was watching the change of Baekmiju, struck Paljuryeong with his fist without hesitation.

It’s because she doesn’t want to be pampered.

No matter how hard the Paljuryeong was, there was no way it could withstand a punch that reached the level of a half-body.

Kwajik-!

Baek Mi-joo’s eight lordships were shattered.

Baek Mi-joo hardened like a stone statue at the incident that happened without even a chance to stop it.

Before she could recover from the shock, something bigger happened.

Paljuryeong served as a bridge between the twelve horse soldiers and the underworld.

When the bridge was cut off, the superpowers inside Baek Mi-ju disappeared.

It would be nice if only the superpowers disappeared.

Baekmiju’s beautiful skin began to wither right after the spiritual energy of the monks piled up in Paljuryeong was dispersed to heaven and earth.

She changed as if she had aged hundreds of years in an instant.

Her hair, which had been glossy black, turned white and soon turned to powder.

Baek Mi-joo can’t tell if it’s a dream or reality and says, ‘Huh? uh?’ I was just making noise.

Then, at last, he bent down to his waist.

Belatedly, Baek Mi-joo’s ‘Evil!’ He screamed in a hoarse voice and struggled.

However, her body shrank even more and finally stuck to the floor.

“Haha!”

Baek Mi-joo screamed as she grabbed the air with her shrunken hands.

The bizarre thing didn’t end there.

Dark shadows crawled up from the floor and grabbed Baekmi-joo’s limbs.

Baek Mi-joo tried to run away, but was covered by the shadows that came like a swarm of ants.

The startled Yeonjeokha hurriedly stretched out his hand.

However, his hand was blocked by shadows and could not reach Baek Mi-joo.

In the meantime, the shadows dragged the rice wine and disappeared to the floor.

Everyone in the basement blinked as if they didn’t realize it.

My heartache approached Yeonjeokha, who was standing there with a devastated face, and asked a sneak peek.

“Gongja? What was it all about?”

He thought that all of this might be the magic of the enemy.

Because otherwise there is no explanation.

“I don’t know either.”

“yes? You don’t know? Wasn’t it Confucius’ technique?”

“no. I’ve never heard of anything like that.”

“Didn’t you say before that the Twelve Horsemen and the Baekdu Horse Army were the King of Flames?”

“It did.”

“Then it could have been dragged by the Demon King.”

I shook my head in a row.

It’s a bit absurd, but it makes sense. There was nothing else I could think of now.

“Baek Mi-joo said she wasn’t interested in the afterlife… but that’s terrible.”

“I know.”

Certainly, that was not something that would come out of the mouth of someone who borrowed the power of the underworld.

The rival enemy looked every nook and cranny of the basement floor, just in case.

However, no matter how much I looked, there was nothing unusual.

It’s a pity for Baek Mi-joo, but it seems that she was dragged away by King Yeomma like the horse of heart pain.

the next morning.

Seo Ji-gyu, the head of Seo Ji-jang, the twelve horsemen, and famous religious leaders were sent to Uichang Pobang.

The atrocities of the famous school that overturned the righteous spear soon spread throughout the world.

-At Shijiazhuang, twelve horsemen of the famous cult were caught trying to make human sacrifices!

-Yeon Jeok-ha and Yang Ui-mun’s Jwasin-yang saved the monks who were kidnapped in the basement of Seojijang!

– Famous religions started human sacrifices again!

People no longer said that famous religion was a religion of defense.

But no one said it was a cult.

This is because the imperial family has not expressed any position on the famed religion.

However, arrests for criticizing famous religions have been stopped.

The Murim people accused the royal family of ignoring the famed religion and urged the Hocheon League to rise.

Since the three-year contract was ending soon, people’s attention was focused on Hocheonmaeng.

Even if Yeon Jeok-ha’s inaction was great, it happened because he was only an individual.

However, Ho Chun Meng did not express any position.

Of course, it was like that on the outside, but in fact, Hu Chen-meng was suffering from internal troubles due to the affairs of the head of the Xu family.

***

Zhengzhou, Henan Province.

Chili Hachon.

Hocheon blindness.

Lord’s Office.

The Mugeuk Merchant shouted, hitting Seo Tak with one hand the size of a pot lid.

“what? Muyang Jin-in has entered the practice of the lungs? I was told to come and report the details of attending the event of Jiajang Xu, but the closing training? No matter how much the Hocheonmaeng has become famous! Isn’t that what non-partisan factions are supposed to do?”

The musketeers Gongsun Ilang and Gongsun Qi said with a forced smile.

“My lord. The shaman faction is one of the pillars that support the Hocheonmaeng. There is something wrong with the actions of Muyang Jinin, but you shouldn’t push the Mudang sect.”

“Isn’t that what makes you even more angry? This is why the shaman faction, the pillar of Hocheonmaeng, hides the true man of Muyang. Doesn’t the musketeer know what rumors are going around in Gangho? Ho Chun Meng is in a honeymoon relationship with Yu Myung Qiao! It is said that Murim’s spirit is in the Southern Alliance. I mean, did I have to hide the True Man of Muyang in this situation?”

“But, as you know, Lord Maeng, it’s not just Muyang Jinin’s problem. In addition to Muyang Jin-in, there are many people who attended famous religious events. You can’t even blame them. Even though the three-year contract was over, the Hocheonmaeng did not express their position… You must have thought that the hostile relationship was resolved.”

“Grunt!”

At Gongsun Qi’s words, the Merchant Wu could not refute.

It was because he hadn’t said anything about famous schools because he had been paying attention to the imperial family.

“The problem starts now. I have high expectations for Hocheonmaeng in Gangho. People want us to fight the cult again.”

“Does the musketeer think it is time for us to fight the famous cult again?”

“If there is a countermeasure against extraterrestrial radiation, it should be so.”

The Merchant’s eyes darkened heavily.

Even though the famous religion is divided, Hocheonmaeng is reluctant because of the foreigner.

Through the disciples of Uicheonmun in Geumgun, the affairs of the imperial palace were known to Hocheonmaeng.

“How about asking for help from the former masters of the Chilpamun clan who have been living in seclusion?”

Gongsongi replied with an ambiguous face.

“Of course, that’s a good way… but I wonder if they’ll be the opponents of the aliens.”

At Gongsun Qi’s words, the Merchant Wu Geuk couldn’t answer.

Even if the masters of the former generation unite together, they cannot stand against the Geumgun.

However, only two Cheon Oui Seon overpowered Geumgun.

Looking at the results alone, it is bleak, but the former masters and Geumgun are a little different.

“As we know from the events of Mt. Cheongseong, we cannot think of the military and the martial arts masters at the same time.”

Regarding Yan Zhihe’s defeat of Wei Shao’s troops alone, he said,

“That’s true, but… if that’s the case, why don’t we hold a Wulin Tournament on this Chongyang Festival? If we invite masters from previous generations under the pretext of the Moorim Championships, outsiders will not know about it.”

“Good idea. However, the purpose of the Moorim Championships should be announced separately in the Chilpamun, and the former masters in Jaffa should be encouraged to participate.”

“All right. By the way, my lord.”

At Gongsun Qi’s call, the merchant of martial arts raised his eyes and looked at him.

“What would you do if the previous masters’ participation was negligible?”

Former masters were people who had lived in seclusion a long time ago, so there was no way to force them.

“At that time, I intend to reach out to Sapa again. If Pacheon Demon-kun (Green Forest Chef) knows about the existence of the outer world, I will not refuse.”

Gongsunki nodded.

It was not an exaggeration to say that it was, in fact, mobilizing all of Murim’s power.

***

Finally Ho Chun Meng moved.

Waking up from a long three-year slumber, Hocheonmaeng gave the Murim-cheop to the Chilpilmun and the Jeongpa.

It is nominally the ‘Muraim Festival of the Mid-Autumn Festival’, but there were people who did not know that it was not a simple Moorim competition.

However, things in the world did not go according to Ho Chun Meng’s will.

Even in the South, the Murim concubine was turned.

The contents of Murim’s concubine sent by Nammaeng were almost the same as those of Hocheonmaeng.

Nammaeng is based on Namjikryeseong, so it can be thought that the ripple effect is small.

But the reality was different.

The leader of the Southern Alliance is the Sword King Namgung Byeok, his daughter is Namgung Yeon, and his son-in-law is Namcheon.

That alone is a force to be reckoned with, and all the Murim families have declared that they will participate in the Southern Alliance.

When the Paengga of Bukjiryeseong and the Tangga of Sacheonseong as well as the Moyong family, who had been enshrined, expressed their intention to participate in the Southern Alliance, Hocheonmaeng secretly sent messengers to the Southern Alliance.