Novel The Previous Life Murim Ranker Chapter 105
Luoyang, Henan Province, was a city with a long history called a thousand-year ancient city.
Luoyang, where the poets Li Bai and Du Fu flourished as the center of art, was full of beautiful sights throughout the city.
But now, Luoyang has been positioned as an important place in a completely different sense for people.
It was none other than the holy land of the faction Moorim.
In the center of Luoyang, there was a stone wall with a height of 10 that was reminiscent of a fortress wall. The stone wall was an enormous length of more than 300 sheets and surrounded numerous high-rise pavilions inside.
And a signboard was placed over the huge front door, where a golden dragon was splendidly painted.
– The Jeongdo Moorim Federation was like that. This was the headquarters of the Moorim League.
Loud footsteps echoed through the hallway.
It was unimaginable under normal circumstances.
Because the only room at the end of this hallway was the office of Hoeju, who led the Presbyterian Association, the highest authority in the Moorimmang.
Who can make a loud commotion in front of the room of Goo Pilebang and Hoe Joo, who leads the Presbyterian Council of seven generations of elders and family members?
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However, the two people who suddenly opened the door and showed themselves were not harmless even if they committed such rudeness.
“Red Adoption (old)!”
An elderly monk and a master came into the office, shouting the doho of Maehwageomje (E), the head of the elders’ association and the long gatekeeper of the volcanic sect.
“Why did you two come to visit?”
Jeokyangja looked sullen and spoke to Halbul ( ), the head of Shaolin Temple, who belonged to the same Presbyterian Church, and Yuk Mang (Chi#), the chieftain of the Shaolin Temple, and the Taegeukshin Sword ( ) E), the long gatekeeper of the shaman.
Hyeonhak Dojang (The two Hyopu did not apologize for the sudden visit.
At first glance, he was excited.
They were usually two people who were rated as having the most gentle disposition among the elders of the Moorimmaeng, so their appearance was by no means ordinary.
The two went straight to the point.
Hyeonhak-dojang placed a piece of paper with the words written on it on the table of Jeokyang-ja.
Before each class, it was a letter sent to the elders.
“Hoeju! Is it true that the samurai of the Jibbeopdang have been sent to arrest and escort the two children of Zhuge and the Tang family?”
When Hyeonhak Dojang and Master Yukmang stared at him, the Jeokyangja did not avoid their eyes, accepted them as they were, and spoke out.
“It is as written in the letter. The sinners will arrive today, and soon there will be a trial.”
The absurdity of the Hyeonhak Dojo and the six-year-old Seon-seon life could not be hidden in the attitude of the Jeok-yang who seemed to be nothing.
“. Amitabha Buddha! Hoiju, why did you do such a serious thing without any discussion?”
“You’re doing it. You’re talking too much.”
Jeok Yang-ja frowned and frankly expressed his displeasure at the words of the two of them.
However, Master Hyeonhak and Master Yukmang had no intention of backing down.
“If this isn’t something they’ve done! They’re doing this arbitrarily while hiding information from even the elders! This is unprecedented in the history of the Moorim Maeng!”
“If the information leaks out, the elders of Sega who are related to their children may use their hands in advance, so it was just a decision inevitably.”
“Hoeju, Zhuge Sega and the Sacheondang family were furious and formally raised an objection to the Presbyterian Association.”
“Once this has happened, this will never be able to end quietly!”
“I was just doing what I was supposed to do. From what I hear, you two seem to be rebuking me?”
He continued to speak, barely holding back the anger rising from the rising anger at Jeok-yang’s brazen reply.
“Isn’t this something that the lord knows?”
Mengju means sword-hwang, Damcheon-gun.
When the word ‘myeongju’ came out of Hyeonhak Dojang’s mouth, Jeok Yang-ja’s expression hardened slightly.
…don’t you know that Maengjoo is already out on a field trip to Dalpo?
It seems that it is not his business, so I have issued an order hastily in my judgment.”
“In other words, it means that all of these things were arbitrarily ordered by the Hoi-Ju! Because the volcano produced the Moorim Mengju, the Hoi-Ju is acting like a non-commissioned person!”
“Ahnhamuin! Dojo, try to hide your words!”
Damcheon-gun, Maengju, belonged to none other than Hwasan.
A situation in which Jeok Yang and Hyeonhak Dojang seemed to be competing with each other at any moment occurred.
Then, Master Yuk Mang emitted a clear energy from his whole body, barely calming them down, and then cautiously spoke his words out.
“Amitabul, it would have been better if the investigation had been conducted quietly enough after the children returned. How did you raise your business like this?”
“That’s right. What would you do if you were fighting here between the men who walk the same distance?”
“Maw fight? Didn’t you see that Huangshan caused them to attack us with the same momentum as the wolves who found their sick prey! Why don’t you know that we should definitely break their spirits this time!”
It was then that the sincerity of the Red Adoption came out for the first time.
Master Yuk Mang and Hyeonhak Dojang were at a loss for words.
It is a fact that everyone is shivering, but since the founding of the Moorim Maeng, the Goo Pile Bang and the seven generations have been fighting fiercely for greater power.
Then, as Damcheon-gun became the leader, it had been a long time since the power structure leaned toward the old file room, but when the Huangshan faction broke out this time, the seven generations who seized the opportunity were raising their voices loudly.
Jeokyangja disliked it and did this to break the spirit of the seventh generation.
“…No, we didn’t do it ourselves.”
After realizing that this had happened for a very absurd reason, Hyeonhak Dojang appeared to have lost his energy.
“Anyway, the criminals will arrive in a little while. No matter what the two of you say, my judgment will not change. Just go to the courthouse and prepare the judgment.”
The Red Adopter issued a decisive congratulatory order.
Seeing that, the two gave up, shook their heads, and walked out of the office helplessly.
“…Tongjae-ro. How did the spirit of the faction collapse so much?”
When the master first took a deep breath and left, only the Hyeonhak Dojo was left in the hallway.
He made a very sad face and closed his eyes tightly.
– Innumerable Subul, as I am lacking in discipline, I can no longer stop the wind and waves flowing through the Moorimmaeng.
Then, in his head, he remembered the words of Ok Heo-jin-in, his teacher and former long-time scholar of the shaman, as he left Moorimmang.
After a while, the largest number of people ever gathered inside the Jibbeopwon, the former building of the Jibbeopdang.
The courthouse had one long tabletop on each side.
As a result, the characters on the table faced each other, and today it was working very negatively.
On one side, nine elders of the old file room were seated, and on the other side, seven heads of the seven generations were seated.
It was because the two completely divided powers were staring at each other like enemies.
It was then that a cold silence settled down.
“…I wonder what the reason you guys are doing these things.”
The head of the Sacheondang family, who had been exuding a cool energy close to living from a while ago, said a thorny word from Dokhu () and Dang Sojeong (Pyo).
She was none other than Dang Harin’s mother.
It was a Daoin wearing a yellow uniform sitting on a chair placed in the middle of the two tables to receive such a word from Dang So-jeong.
“I wonder if there is any intention… If someone has committed a crime, it is the right thing to do, isn’t it?”
He was Cheon Gangjin-in (It Poetry), the longest-running member of the Gongdong faction in charge of the Jipbeopdang head.
Daughter Kiko, who was barefoot on top of the ugly gombo, fluttered.
As a petty and stubborn little man, he was treated as the right arm of the elder Jeokyang, the owner of the Presbyterian Association.
“It hasn’t been properly investigated yet. You’re already treating children as criminals!”
Among the heads of the seven generations, Changcheongeomseong (Jolchiro), Namgungbaek ( ), who has the strongest speech, vomited out anger at the words of Cheongangjinin.
However, Cheon Kang-jin did not seem to have any intention of changing his words or actions.
Paeng Seung-eon, the head of the Hebeuk Panga, and Mo Yong-hu, the head of the Mo Yong-se family, who watched the situation with their brazen appearance, attacked the weak points of one side of the old faction.
“Hong! That being said, it wasn’t the sulphurous group in your goofy room who committed the crime!”
“Yeah! Let’s investigate the rest of the breakwaters to see if the only thing with rotten roots is sulfuric acid!”
“How’s the back!”
“I can’t do it because I’m hiding my words!”
Starting with that, the elders of both formations raised their voices to each other and began to fight.
The sight of them spitting out all sorts of ugly words to demean each other didn’t seem to be on the same side at all.
“Tzutsu! As the world says, you’re a scumbag, you’re a scoundrel.”
Juchsingae (Lot 5) Jangyu (Seup), an open ark, who was not sitting on a chair, but lying comfortably on the floor and looking at the pathetic figure, was chewing jerky and biting his tongue.
That was the moment when the slander towards each other reached its climax.
“Heh! Do you want to protect the rest of the girls?”
“Cheonggangjinin!”
“Stop talking!”
Cheon Kang-jin spit out things he shouldn’t have said to Dang So-jeong.
As soon as his words came out of his mouth, even the people in the old file room, who he was on the same side, froze.
As such, Cheongangjinin’s words were taboo for reading.
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Silence subsided again in the hall.
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With him, a ferocious poison that was extremely venomous began to swirl from his whole body. The poison was, of course, directed at Cheongangjin.
Cheon Kang-jin could not hide his embarrassment. This was because, as public opinion, Kang Jin-in Cheon was in a situation that was far behind from that of the author.
He realized later that he had been cubic, but he couldn’t show a frightened look in a snowy place.
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“Wow, are you going to try it!”
The moment Cheon Kang-jin put his hand on his sword.
Dang So-jung spoke in a cold voice that did not contain any emotion.
“…It would be good to think well before drawing a sword with that savage skill. The moment you go out, it will turn you into a handful of blood.”
At the moment when such a sudden situation was taking place.
“Lover and sinners have arrived.”
The samurai who was standing in front of the door of the house of worship came shouting loudly.
At that moment, the poisonous poison that filled the space disappeared like a lie.
Then Cheon Kang-jin breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
‘Heh, you cheeky bitch! See the child being imprisoned in the punishment room right in front of you!’
The moment he saw his child tied to the rope, he thought that his mother’s wealth would crumble, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Cheon Kang-jin’s lips.
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footsteps were heard
Everyone’s eyes turned towards the door.
And immediately afterward, Zhuge-gun and Dang Harin, including the samurai of the Jibbeopdang, appeared.
‘What?!’
However, contrary to Cheon Kang-jin’s expectation, the criminals who entered the Supreme Court were not tied to the ropes. It was a very free row color as if it came out to drink.
Chen Kang Jin-in frowned and shouted.
“Why didn’t the lord not tie the leash to the criminal! Is there any fear of escaping?”
It was then that his voice resounded.
“I told you not to tie it up.”
An unknown voice resounded from behind.
‘Who is the author?’
A young man with a contract he had never seen before appeared.
Even though he was standing in the center of the Supreme Court, he looked so relaxed.
“I’m not a sinner yet, so there’s no reason to tie me up.”
“Who are you, you dare open your mouth!”
A young man proudly spoke his words as he glared at the heavenly Jin-in.
“My name is Yushinun. I have come to defend them.”
