Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 884

Episode 884. Who are you, pretending to know our Confucius?

Yeonjeokha glanced at the bamboo barrel in the hand of the Sword King Namgung Byeok.

I would have to use a piece of paper the size of my palm to put it in there, but I don’t know how many words I can write with it.

“I’ll be faster than Jeonseo-gu, so shall I go back one more time?”

“Okay. You are the face of the South, but you cannot use your face like a messenger.”

“Ah, Brother Chun’s face is much better than mine.”

“Besides, it is not urgent to inform the Hucheon Meng about the alliance. Because there is no surer answer than going to Hogwangseong for support from our side. Contending for the rank of fire is to block the Demonic Cult, not the front desk.”

“ah! Such a deep meaning…”

An exclamation flowed from Yeonjeokha’s mouth.

Like Namgung-yeon, his father-in-law also had a different way of thinking.

If he only thought about what was right in front of his eyes, the father-in-law moved by considering what was three or four years later.

“Can you go to Hogwangseong with the Nammaeng?”

“Is it okay to defeat the Demonic Cult?”

“Yes. I’m sorry for leaving everything to you. But I need your help to reduce the damage to the South.”

“I’ll go. Even if it wasn’t, I was thinking of meeting the head of the Demonic Cult.”

“The Demonic Sect? Do you know Danjesan, the son of a thousand?”

“I don’t know. I was curious about why he ended up using the nickname Cheonjama.”

“ah! It was said that among the evil spirits of the Savior, there was a cheonjama. Is it because of that?”

“yes. I want to find out if it has anything to do with the Heavenly Son of the Savior.”

“I see. The methods of the Demonic Cult are subtle and cruel, so be careful when dealing with them.”

“yes. By the way, when will the Southern Alliance depart?”

“We will be leaving within three days at the latest. Because I can’t let Ho Chun Meng fight alone.”

“Then I’ll be waiting for you at Cheonramsochuk. Please contact me when you are ready.”

“Don’t do that.”

Namgung Byeok looked at Yeonjeokha with happy eyes.

I never thought the child I saw at Waryongjang would grow up to be so trustworthy!

You said you don’t know the future of people, and that seems to be true.

***

Namgung Se.

Cheonram small axis.

Yeonjeokha, who returned to Cheonramsochuk, told Namgungyeon what had happened.

“…I decided to inform my father-in-law when he left. You can rest well until then.”

“I see. By the way, a black shadow that looks like a demon came out of the Merchant’s head?”

“yes. When I chanted the spell to destroy the evil spirits, it was very painful and then disappeared.”

“I was wondering who the other one was, except for the golden thread…. In the end, it turned out to be him.”

“Who are you?”

“Who are you? You really didn’t know? It can’t be a god of the three thousand, after all, it’s one of the eight kings. It must be the Demon King, the ruler of the Demon Heaven.”

“A thousand children?”

Yeon Jeok-ha opened her eyes wide.

I can’t imagine that the son of a thousand that he killed in Dashu Village in Jiuzhou was one of the strangest people in the world.

Namgoong-yeon said as if it was natural.

“Of the Eight Kings killed by you in Guju, the only one who uses magic like that is the Son of Heaven. That’s the magic law of the demonic spirits.”

“Oh yeah? After all, there is nothing that you don’t know.”

“Since Macheon is the main enemy of the Kuju sect, research on him has been active in each sect.”

“I read a bit about the history of the nine schools. Macheon didn’t even touch it.”

“I can see why the outer space is so quiet. The Golden Temple and the Heavenly Horse were watching you.”

“If I kill them, the soul will return to the brahma world, right?”

“Will it be? I heard that you cannot escape the Brahma desire realm.”

“Sister, I still can’t understand the world of brahma desire.”

“why?”

“The Brahma world is a higher dimension than the present world. Even if you look at their inaction and lifespan, they are things you could not even dream of in this world, but why are they like that?”

“Whoops! Why is it like that?”

“Everyone is crazy about something and is very twisted. People as well as beings who ascended to the throne of God. On the contrary, people in this world seemed more normal.”

“hmm. I didn’t know you were thinking about that. What a wonderful thing.”

“no way! It’s only to the extent that I think it’s strange. So why do you think so? Why do you think that beings in the brahma world are inferior to people in this world?”

“Drinking was like that? ‘Heaven of Kings’ is a prison from which you cannot escape even if you die.”

“It was.”

Yeonjeokha nodded. His memory is not great, but that part is so shocking that it is clear.

While passing by the Nether Heaven, Menua said clearly.

-We call this place ‘the sky of kings’. What do you think of this world?

-A world full of selfish desires? A world of weak meat?

-All of them are correct. To add one more thing to that, this world is a prison from which even death cannot escape.

– A prison?

-Because no one can escape this world. Not only humans, but also spirit creatures, gods, and even gods cannot escape this world. So it’s just a prison.

Reminiscent of the drunken menua, the couple inadvertently turned their gaze to the bed.

The baby was playing with her fern-like hand in and out of my mouth.

‘Has Menua escaped the sky of kings? If Gaman Menua escaped, wouldn’t other beings also escape?’

As he was deep in thought, Namgoongyeon’s voice reached his ears.

“Someone may have imprisoned them in ‘King’s Sky’.”

“why?”

“Prison is, after all, about making the world a better place. They must have thought they didn’t fit into that world.”

“But the whole ‘Heaven of Kings’ was weird. What do you mean by a better world?”

“Isn’t that perhaps a world of a higher dimension than that we don’t know about?”

“So you’re saying they’re beings pushed out of a higher dimension than ‘Heaven of Kings’?”

“If the sky of kings is a prison, then that’s right.”

“Wow! A world of a higher dimension than ‘Bumcheon Desire King Jaecheon’… I can’t imagine it.”

“I know. I’m curious too. What kind of world was it that needed a prison like ‘The Sky of Kings’?”

“By the way, sister.”

“huh?”

“It must have been God who created such a world and the many life forms in it… after all, right?”

“It must be something we recognize as a god.”

I recognized the meaning of Namgung-yeon, who had a relationship with a divine seat in the world of Brahma desire.

Ultimately, it’s relative.

If the creator is called a god, perhaps in the distant future, humans may also become gods.

So it would be correct to say ‘divine being’.

“Looking at how he made a prison like ‘King’s Sky’, isn’t that god perfect too?”

“Whoops! Does it happen? After all, you are fun.”

“I’m a corpse if it’s not for fun. Come to think of it, we are gods in our own way.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Your sister and I made Jian. That’s why it’s like a god to Jian.”

“Like God, but not God. You didn’t create something out of nothing.”

“No? I’m not sure. I think I’ll know for sure if I make it again.”

Yeon Jeok-ha slyly wrapped Namgung-yeon’s waist in a hug.

Namgung-yeon whispered as she was embraced by Yeonjeok-ha.

“This is Namgung Se. It’s a place full of masters both inside and outside, so be patient during the day.”

“sister. I am a half-god. It’s not even a job to block out the sound of a thousand rams.”

Then, a coughing sound came from outside the door.

“Hum! Confucius, I will go to the village with my disciples. It will take about half an hour (1 hour). Whatever you want to make, make it in it. Let’s go! come out too! I need to vacate You say that Confucius is making something with his wife.”

Then came the groaning sound of the dangyunmang.

“Sim go. What the hell is Confucius making for you to vacate your seat? Confucius! Please let me know if you need any help from me.”

Yeonjeokha, who was clenching his teeth, sharpened his blade.

“Old Sim shut up! Old man go out quietly.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha got angry, the outside of the room suddenly became quiet.

Just when the mood was set, Nam Gung-yeon escaped from the arms of the younger brother.

“sister?”

“Why are you angry with old Sim and Tang? It’s better not to go to bed on days when you’re angry.”

“I am not angry. I was just doing it to get rid of those scumbags.”

“no. Ji An is also looking at me in surprise. Do you want to do it for Jian to see?”

“Can’t Jian cover her eyes and do it?”

“Tsk tsk! I’ll cancel what I said about you having a lot of fatherly love. How can you say such a thing?”

“Wow! sister. Can’t you really?”

“no.”

I got up from the dating site where I was scratching my head at her resolute refusal and went outside.

***

Namjikryeseong.

Hyun Moo-ho.

Chupajuru (秋波酒樓).

Two old men and a young man sat by the window overlooking the wide lake.

It is associated with heartache and tang-yun-mang.

“I’m sorry. Confucius. It’s because I’ve been wandering around for no reason… You’re doing well on your own….”

My heartache subtly lowered my eyes.

I was so sorry that the intimate time between Jangju and his wife was broken by what I said as a joke.

“Old Sim. My older sister grew up beautifully in the Murim family. He wasn’t the one who lived among bandits. He hates bedtime jokes in public. What are you going to do? It looks like I can’t even hold my hand for days because of old Sim.”

“Even if you have ten mouths, you have nothing to say. Please kill me.”

“As for my heart, I really want to open my mouth…”

Yeon Jeok-ha glared at his heartache with ax eyes.

Then, Tang Yun-mang helped out with a word from the side.

“Sim go. You should have stretched your feet out looking for a place to lie down. Where are you going to spread your filthy feet on Mr. and Mrs. Jang? I knew you would always have a big accident.”

“what? What bullshit are you talking about even more soggy jokes behind your back! Do you think I didn’t know that I said, ‘I’ll help you’ today, obviously?”

“Ugh! This guy is now catching a live person. I can’t hear the sound in the room because I’m low on energy. What do you know? It’s this color demon.”

“what? Lothario? Let’s make a life and death decision with me today. Come out!”

Heartache jumped up from the seat.

However, Tang Yun-mang did not respond to his provocation.

He was tired of being hit by heartache and punishing him with the corresponding poison.

“How dare you talk about life and death in front of Lord Jang? Can you still be called a person of Seokgyeongjang?”

“…”

Because it was true, Heartache couldn’t refute it.

As the dandruff net escaped like a mudfish, Simtong pounded his chest with his fist.

Yeonjeokha muttered with an expression of losing the world.

“Let’s have a quiet drink. I’m the one who suffered because of the two of you, but why are you making a fuss in front of me? You can’t do that just because a shit-packed guy gets mad.”

Seeing the drooping shoulders of Yeonjeokha, the heartache sat down quietly.

Just then, I heard the sound of jade marbles rolling on a silver tray from behind.

“oh! Isn’t it Namcheonyeon Daehyeop?”

The heads of Yeon Jeok-ha’s party turned back.

Maybe in your early twenties? A dazzlingly beautiful young lady was standing there holding a seven-stringed sword.

“Who are you, ignoring our Confucius?”

The woman answered the heartache question.

“The girl’s name is Sang-yeop. Yeondaehyeop helped me when I was suffering from Muroebae in one week of Seongdo last winter. After that, I’ve been waiting for the day to repay the favor, and I’ll see you here again.”

After speaking, Sangyeop held a grand ceremony on the spot.

Simtong, who was looking at Sang-yeop with an embarrassed face, pricked Dangun-mang’s side.

“Dang go. Let’s move around for a while. I have something to talk about with you.”