Novel The Previous Life Murim Ranker Chapter 126
A biting wind was whirling on a rugged commander. a mountain range of adventures
Those who felt awe and fear at the magnificent appearance called this place 100,000 mountain. the deepest part of a hundred thousand mountains
There was a sacred place for the Maids.
It was the Catholic Church.
The bloody smell of blood was overflowing the Haemma Palace from early in the morning. Dozens of torn bodies were laid on the floor of the room reflected under the swaying lanterns. It was then.
“Kill, is this what you say?”
A dreary mysterious voice rang out to the listeners, giving them goosebumps.
An unidentified old man was spouting ferocious magic at a middle-aged man kneeling in front of him.
In fear, the middle-aged man began to tremble like a thorn when the old man opened his mouth.
“After 30 years of training with all the efforts of the school and two years of pre-work, a sixteen-year-old boy who secretly infiltrated the group blind was discovered by the new party leader.”
“My, please have mercy. Please, if you’ll forgive me just this once, I’ll give you everything.”
When the old man’s words were over, the middle-aged man raised his head and began to beg.
The middle-aged man didn’t want to die yet. What is this terrible tragedy around you?
It resulted from a single number of elderly people in front of their eyes.
However, there was no emotion in the old man’s eyes. Then the old man strode up to the middle-aged man. Then he gently placed his hand on the trembling man’s head.
“Black rain.”
When he called someone’s name, a creature wrapped in black clothing appeared in the dark. No to the dark rain that showed up
Yin brought it up.
“How long has this guy and I been together?”
“…It’s been 30 years since you’ve been with us since we killed the North Sea.”
“30 years… That’s a long time.”
The middle-aged man’s expression brightened up a little in their conversation. There was a ray of hope.
“Yeah, I’ll forgive you for all the years we’ve been together.”
“A, thank you…”!
It was when a middle-aged man was about to express his gratitude for the unexpected words of the old man.
Crack!
With an eerie sound, the old man’s hand on his head split the middle-aged man’s head like a watermelon.
Whoo!
The body that lost its head fell weakly on the floor.
The old man burst into a unique mysterious scene again looking at the figure.
“Kill, I always feel it, but it’s the most fun to pop a hopeful face.”
Even after committing a brutal murder, the old man did not seem to feel any guilt.
Then the old man’s eyes sparkled with madness.
“Black rain.”
“Yes.”
“Send a message to Salmun that he has a prey. Tell him I’ll give him whatever he wants.”
“Your name!”
As soon as the horse was finished, the dark rain disappeared from the room, leaving only bodies and old people in the room.
Full, full.
The two-eyed eggs extracted by Chun Jin-Joong, Gwangma, the parochial bishop of Cheonma the religion, were rolled in his hands.
“My boss is Yoo Shin-woon…”
Then he thought of the bug that ruined his plan.
Crispy!
I burst the eyeballs in my hand.
at the same time
“Why are my ears so itchy again?”
Yoo Shin-woon picked his ears and thought to himself. Recently, there have been many things that tickle my ears. At that moment, his eyes opened wide.
Some guys are gossiping about themselves.
It was obvious that she was doing it.
And the most likely ones are, ‘I’m sure they’re postcards. I’ve been training lightly these days, and I think I’ve lost my discipline again. I’m gonna have to hurry up and go get George.’
When Yoo Shin-woon is planning to siphon off innocent members of the party.
“Are you all right?”
I heard someone’s voice before my ears.
When Yoo Shin-woon suddenly came to his senses, a warrior belonging to Murimmeng looked at him with strange eyes.
As soon as dawn broke, Yoo Shin-woon headed straight to Changcheonmugo.
“Oh, it’s no big deal. I’ve been listening, so go ahead and finish what you were saying.”
When Yoo Shin-woon spoke, the gatekeeper of Changcheon Mugo coughed a couple of times as if he was dissatisfied and soon began to talk.
“Hmm! As I said before, Changcheonmugo is divided into three dongs: Yeongyak-dong, Bogu-dong, and Musi-dong. And everything in it is made up of three classes: cloth, paper, and phosphorus. You said you heard it well, so I’ll ask you. How many points did I say my lord allowed me to take?”
Yoo Shin-woon, who tilted his head to the question of the gatekeeper Musa, brought it up.
“Well, as much as you want?”
“…what are you talking about? You told me to take what you wanted, 1 for the 1,000th grade, 2 for the payment, and up to 3 for the royalty…”
At the words of the gatekeeper Musa, Yoo Shin-woon smacked his lips and started talking.
“Too bad.”
The gatekeeper was at a loss for words.
Squeaking!
The huge doors on both sides of Changcheon Mugo opened wide, and Yoo Shin-woon entered.
“Oh!”
Yoo Shin-woon’s eyes were shining.
What appeared before him was a feast of splendid armor.
The first place I entered was Bogu-dong.
The name of the item and the three grades of Cheonjiin were written on the paper and placed on all the weapons. Unfortunately, there was no kind explanation, but it was not important to Yoo Shin-woon.
Let’s take a good look.
This was because Yoo Shin-woon has an interface system. In the order of Yushinun, we looked at the arms of Cheon-class, Eun-Hye, and In-class one by one.
[Fighting Gauntlet (Fight King Fist Armor)]
Type: Armored
Class: S100 years ago, it was a great title for Sapa
The armor used by King Duntu’s Nightmare.
Thanks to the precious black sand iron that absorbs all the energy, the performance of the martial arts are increased destructively when used by the yarn.
[Fire Sword(Fire) Adjournment(Grey)]
Type: Armored
Rating: A
a sword with an enchanting spirit
If you inject energy, you will be able to handle firearms even though you have not learned to deteriorate.
As a result of examining it, the 1,000th grade was classified as S or higher, the payment was classified as A or higher, and the salary was classified as B or higher.
Although it is only a step difference, like skill level, the difference in one grade of the ball also had a huge gap.
Of course, if you choose, you are right to choose a thousand-class. However, Yoo Shin-woon turned his eyes from the thousand-level view.
Surprisingly, he turned to the place where the prostitution of the rank lay.
Unlike the perfectly angled thousand-class and payment items, the guards of the salary were piled up in a mountain of randomness.
Well, it should be here.
Yoo Shin-woon began to rummage through the supplies. As the sound of the thud was noisy, the sound of the gatekeeper outside stamping his feet was heard in his ears. It was then.
“Yes!”
Yoo Shin-woon called for good luck.
In his hand he held an exotic Aju, not Jungwon’s. The Gapju, whose ears are filled with wonder, was nothing less than Dong-young’s item across the sea.
Yoo Shin-woon smiled at Gap-Ju and thought to himself.
“Blowing!”
Stupid people, putting this on the payroll. In fact, Yoo Shin-woon had already decided all the things to take before he came in.
The first thing he did after the blood religion took control of the Murimmeng was to break the Changcheonmugo. By moving all the items to the main palace, they began to reclassify the items from the Changcheon Mugo from the beginning.
And in the process, treasures of enormous value that the Murimmeng had never noticed were found.
One of them was the ‘White-eared armor (Hundred Ghost Armor)’ that was in Yoo Shin-woon’s hand.
Yoo Shin-woon, who moved his white armor in front of the door, began to move back to the inside of Changcheon Mugo.
Bogu-dong is over now. Is it Soobu-dong now?’
The atmosphere completely changed when I moved to Soomu-dong.
Countless books were stuck in countless rows of books. Just by looking at it, it seemed to smell like ink.
Although there were also three classified military secretaries here.
Oh my god!
Yoo Shin-woon, who flew like the wind, finished his work instantly, unlike in Bogudong. He had a book in his hand. The blood religion expressed Changcheon Mugo’s scary dong in one word.
“The trash can.”
You may ask what it means in Musudong-dong, which has a vast library that is considered one of the strongest, but if you look closely here, you will see that nothing is wrong with what they say.
Originally, when the Murim Maeng was first established, the long writers of Guipilbang and the family members of the Seven Generations brought their own Jinsanjeol and donated it to Musi-dong.
They decided to share their purification to deal with the magic.
However, after the war with Magyo ended, descendants were never happy that their temple was in Muso-dong.
Therefore, Gu Filebang and Childaesega recovered all the donations they had made to Musi-dong.
And in the meantime, those who newly rose to the position of the elder began to additionally divert valuable scary things in Miu-dong to their school.
As such years continued for a long time, there were no proper martial arts left in Soobu-dong. Only the name remains, and it is filled with fears that do not exist in reality.
……but no one in the forest knew.
“There was a creepy magician in this Changchunmugo.”
In Yu Shin-Woon’s hand was an unidentified secret book with the title “Neoclassical theory (New life theory)” written on it.
Even if examined in detail, the neoclassical theory was only a common book of Taoists that was helpful for curing.
It seemed obvious that he had found it wrong.
But.
Yoo didn’t look disappointed at all.
“Let’s see if I get hit.”
For a moment, he began to scratch the title of the non-emergency letter with his fingernails.
Then, surprisingly, the title fell, and soon a new hidden title came out.
Neoclassical theory (New life theory).
Yoo Shin-woon opened the book again.
Then, surprisingly, the book contained completely different content than before. There were pictures of all kinds of bodies.
It was.
This bibliography was a book containing everything about the production of “Kangshi,” which did not even exist in the blood religion.
Yoo Shin-woon’s eyes, looking at the theory of attention, contained complex emotions.
This has caused so many people to suffer
In fact, Yoo Shin-woon asked Damcheon-gun to enter Changcheon Bigo as a reward to take away this theory of poetry from the bloodstream.
Through this theory of poetry, the perfection of the river poems that the blood religion made has exploded.
The damage became uncontrollable as it was possible to turn ‘they’ into gangsi, not humans.
This is the scene of a tragedy caused by bloodshed in front of Yoo Shin-woon
Spinach came to mind and disappeared.
“This time, I’ll use them to tighten your necks.”
Yoo Shin-woon opened his slowly closed eyes.
He then put the title of the neoclassical theory that he had taken off in the book again. Strangely, it was attached to the book without any trace of the technique.
The book’s contents were also reversed into ordinary contents about the previous curing.
Yoo Shin-woon has a theory of attention in his arms.
Well, let’s go for the last time.
I entered Yeongyak-dong, the last of Changcheon Mugo.
