<Episode 77: Holy Spirit Spell (1)>
The eyes of the old woman in the gold prison widened.
She started from the moment when Mok Gyeong-un suddenly made a mark on her and because she brought up the Ilgye she was considered to be one of them.
But it was her misjudgment.
-Wow!
-Park!
‘no?’
I was surprised to see that she cut off the arm of the warrior Mukseom with her bare hands as he was making a bow fist gesture with both of her hands together.
The nerves in his two hands which had fallen to the floor wriggled as if they were still alive.
Soon a scream was about to burst from the mouth of the guard Muk-seom who was embarrassed by his own severed arms.
“Kwaaa….”
-puck!
-Wow!
That was before the scream came out.
Mo Kyung-un kicked him in the chin upwards.
The kick was powerful enough to raise his upper body on its own causing his head to rise upward forcing his jaw to close and shattering his teeth.
“Turn it off.”
-puck!
Without stopping there Mok Kyung-un fired a punch into his stomach as he stood up.
-Paaaaang!
“Ugh!”
After being hit in the abdomen the body of the guard Mukseom crashed into the wall of the cave.
-bang!
Muksum whose body was half stuck in the cave was vomiting out his blood.
“Ouch. Ugh.”
As I was struck in the area where Danjeon was located my entire energy was twisted and it was extremely painful.
Mukseom’s painful eyes were shaking like crazy.
It seems like the Danjeon is broken.
The true energy was dispersing at a rapid pace centered around the abdomen.
-Shhhh!
For a martial artist true death can be said to be the destruction of the Danjeon.
This was because it was a matter of throwing away the martial arts skills and internal skills that had been accumulated throughout one’s life.
In the scattered inner energy blood appeared with the white of the muksum.
At the moment when he was overcome with tears and filled with many complex emotions Mok Kyung-un grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
-closely!
“Off.”
“iced coffee. The bleeding is pretty heavy. “We need to be considerate of this.”
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Mu Qingyun pressed the hemostasis point near his severed arm.
Then he smiled and opened his mouth.
“I thought that the only executives at this level were Gyeomchang next to the commanding officer but it seems that the imperial palace is quite important. “I see he has one more person.”
‘What the hell is this guy?’
Guard Mo Xian looked at Mo Qingyun with trembling eyes.
He considered himself to have an outstanding mind to the point where he could look at the world in his own way.
But he was fooled to such an extent that it was absurd.
No he had no choice but to be deceived.
In the first place it was even more strange not to be deceived because he so proudly listed things that only the higher-level members of the organization would know.
“You guy…what is…what is it? “Are you really… a person from Baehwagyo?”
Normally I would have chuckled and said “I don’t know.”
However since Baehwagyo’s Seonghwa Spiritual Lord was watching inside the gold jade Mokgyeongun smiled and answered casually.
“Then did you really think it was from there?”
“Off.”
-Gurgling!
Blood flowed back from inside and blood continued to flow from Muksum’s mouth.
As if he didn’t mind this at all Mo Gyeong-un stared at him and then with his other hand he smeared a drop of his blood on his index finger.
What on earth is Muksum doing? And I wonder
-Sigh! Sigh!
Mokgyeongun soon began to grow around his forehead uvula and
-All right!
They tore open his chest and began carving something into his heart.
It was the word Bang (防).
He put his energy into creating wealth with his own blood.
Mok Gyeong-un who wrote this down soon came to a conclusion and muttered.
‘Myeonwoosincharyeokbeop secret defense technique.’
“Fengqing the Great Power God of the Big Head Tianwu Jiwuduwu Six Spirits and Six Arms Commander God and the Five Great Powers Jin Geon-Gon….”
Mukseom who felt ominous as he was seen reciting Bangsul’s incantation immediately tried to shake off Mokgyeongun’s hand.
However there was no way that was possible as the Danjeon was destroyed and its charm was rapidly declining.
-closely!
“Keck!”
If anything the neck tillage only tightened the grip on his throat causing his suffocation to become more painful.
Mok Gyeong-un who had been reciting a spell after concluding the wedding ceremony stopped.
Then this time
-Sigh!
‘!?’
Suddenly he put his finger to Muksum’s mouth.
Then soon
-Pud!
“Ugh!”
Mukseom’s upper front teeth were pulled out.
Muksum who had one of his teeth pulled out could not understand what Dotongja was doing.
However Mok Gyeong-un who pulled out the tooth did not stop there.
-Pud!
He pulled out Muksum’s teeth again.
It wasn’t just one but I kept picking and ended up pulling out six.
Thanks to this Mukseom’s appearance with all his front teeth pulled out and blood pouring out of the empty area became sad to see.
-Sssssssseu!
Mok Gyeong-un engraved writing on the extracted tooth.
It was the name of Yukgapshin.
After engraving the name of Yukgapsin
“The passer-by the Yukgapumsin the guardian of the water the dragon the saint the Geuncheong sangbong the ban on the three cheongs the Jade Emperor’s edict Sokyong Sokryeongseop.”
After reciting the mantra about seven times he took a deep breath seven times and sprinkled it in the east.
Then he took off Mukseom’s shoes and threw them three steps east and the other three steps west.
‘What on earth are you doing?’
Even the old woman inside Geumok couldn’t understand Mo Kyung-un’s actions.
Then he smiled and said to Muksum that the cultivation of the tree was over.
“Now you are ready.”
“What on earth are you doing?”
“iced coffee. It’s nothing special. “There is a ban on that area so we are preparing for that.”
Mokseom looked like he couldn’t understand Mokkyungun’s words.
What do you mean by prohibition?
In the beginning only those who fell into the five precepts of the three worlds could receive it.
Even though they are mid-level executives those who received the title of executive a different world class have no recollection of receiving such a ban or being forced to do so.
Then Mok Gyeong-un said.
“It looks like you don’t know that you yourself have been banned.”
“What are you talking about…”
“Here’s a mention of the person who also serves a person named Gyeomchang…”
-Tuk-tuk!
Mok Kyung-un said touching his head with his fingers.
“His head exploded and he died.”
“…Don’t talk nonsense. “We have never faced such a ban.”
“Then as a test let’s talk about the person you serve.”
“what?”
“I heard you’ve never been banned. So tell me what you call the person you serve.”
Hearing Mo Kyung-un’s words Mok-seom closed his mouth.
Of course you must not reveal anything about him or anything related to him.
It was an iron rule that had to be followed unconditionally in the organization.
However it became even more difficult for me to open my mouth as Mok Gyeong-un started making strange noises about the ban.
“What are you saying….”
-Poof!
Before he could finish speaking Mo Kyung-un’s fingers dug under his eyeballs.
As a result Muksum turned completely white and could not move.
‘This…this…my…chin….’
Mok Gyeong-un said to him.
“I don’t have time so if you don’t answer I will gouge out one of your eyes like this. You’ve never seen it before right? “What about your own eyeballs?”
He smiles brightly while saying those words.
– Creepy!
The sight sent goosebumps down his spine.
By looking at a person’s eyes you can determine whether that person is really going to commit something or not.
Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes showed that he would do it without the slightest hesitation.
At this Muksum spoke in a trembling voice.
“If what you say is true then the moment I speak out my head will explode because of the ban. Do you think I can say that?”
“Don’t worry. So they performed a careless act on his body to block the main force and created a body in his place using the law of assassination.”
“corpse?”
“yes. So please feel free to talk. Of course if you don’t want to talk you can just keep your mouth shut.”
“….”
“After just the count of three I’m going to pluck out your eyeball. And after another count of three the other eye. And next time I’m going to twist your nose and rip it off… Well it’s too bothersome to mention what happens next so you can guess for yourself.”
“….”
Guard Muk-seom had a stiff face and could not say anything.
In this situation he thought that anyone would have no choice but to open their mouth unless they were truly prepared to die.
Mok Gyeong-un’s every word and action was so frightening.
In the face of this intimidation the Wei warrior Mu Sum finally opened his mouth.
“Is it okay to just say what you call him?”
“If you answer a few more questions I will guarantee your life.”
“….”
Muksum was in trouble for a moment.
Still this life is better than the afterlife even if you’re not good at anything so is saving your life at least the answer?
-Sigh!
Then his eyes went to his own severed arm and the destroyed dantian.
Even if he survived he was as good as dead.
‘ha.’
Besides he was sure to kill to keep his mouth shut as he had become worthless as a military officer anyway and thus useless to his organization.
In the end Muksum decided that he would rather remain loyal to the organization.
“Just porridge….”
“I will also restore his severed arm and dantian.”
“what? How could that…”
“If you don’t believe it I can’t help it but I’ll just tell you that it’s possible. “It would be better to hurry because the longer it is delayed the less recovery will be possible.”
“….”
Mukseom who was trying to remain loyal to Mok Gyeongun’s words soon changed his mind.
“I will tell you.”
“That’s a good choice.”
It was Mok Gyeong-un who could immediately read what he was thinking by looking at his arm and his determined eyes.
“Now let’s talk.”
“…i get it. We call him the third…”
-Kwasik!
It was that moment.
Mukseom’s shoes which were lying three steps east burst with a thud.
“This is this?”
Muksum couldn’t help but be surprised.
On the other hand the corners of Mok Kyung-un’s mouth slowly rose as he looked at this.
As expected his prediction was correct.
In magic a curse can only be lifted if the opponent pays a price.
In response Mok Gyeong-un created a fake body of Mok-seom that could fake the curse using a magic trick.
Of course it looked like a simple shoe but magically it was his body.
Just because he was a corpse did not mean he could escape the curse.
-Sigh!
Mok Gyeong-un held out his hand as if to tell Mok-sum to continue speaking.
Then Mukseom who had been flinching at his burst shoe swallowed dry saliva and continued his speech.
He “is called Mokgan (目艮).”
-Kwasik!
As soon as he finished saying those words the shoe that was placed on the three steps toward the west exploded.
Seeing this Mo Xum let out a sigh of relief with trembling eyes.
“ha….”
Was it really a ban or something?
I don’t know if it was a trick on his part but the moment he said his name his whole body trembled and he felt the blood rushing to his head. It seemed like it was really dangerous…
-Kwasik!
At that moment Muksum’s head exploded.
Mok Gyeong-un who was clutching his exploded head muttered wiping the bloody flesh with his sleeve.
“…I failed.”
He thought he had succeeded in tricking the main force of the curse into letting go.
But the curse was so strong that in the end his head could not bear it and it exploded.
He thought it was a clever trick but the power of the person who placed the ban was much higher than his.
Seeing that he was unable to avoid the curse even with the method of faking death it seemed like he had reached a truly high level of skill.
‘That’s annoying.’
Mok Kyung-un stuck out his tongue inwardly.
He was disappointed because he thought that if he could overcome the curse he would be able to extract more information.
Of course that said I found out one thing for sure.
It is said that their leader is called ‘the third Mokgan’.
‘It’s the third wooden tablet…’
Why is it called that?
If interpreted literally it means ‘to go against the third look.’
It was difficult to know what this meant.
However it seems like there is no time to speculate on its meaning right now.
-Jump jump jump!
Mok Gyeong-un said as he turned around and approached Geumok.
“You’ve waited a long time.”
“….”
“I wanted to find out more but as you can see they are in no position to answer. So I would like you to tell me Holy Spirit Lord why these people are targeting you and the orb.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words the old woman or rather the Holy Spirit of Seonghwa opened her mouth.
“You… I don’t know if you’re really a member of our school.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“The doctrine of our church is to reverence the sacred fire do good and eliminate evil.”
“Because you did it?”
In response to that question the Seonghwa Spiritual Lord pointed his finger at Mo Kyung-un and spoke in a cold voice.
“No matter how I look at it you are evil itself.”
