Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 1579

Episode 1579 Take it somewhere. (4)

Thousands of people have gathered.

Even though the space is large, there is no way there will be no noise. Or rather, if it is a place where people who risk their lives are gathered, there should be loud shouts as if they were going to explode.

But I can’t hear anything.

The only thing that dominates this sunset land is an unusually thick and heavy silence.

And the two people at the forefront of both sides created that silence. These were the two giants that dominated this era.

court.

A leader of the thousand-year-old Shaolin and a leader of the right path who has led the nine factions for the past several decades.

The standards for determining the best person in the world may vary from person to person, but no one would dare to leave out the court when discussing the best person in the world at the time.

And Jang Il-so.

The ark of all people and the symbol of the Sapae-ryeon. A rare figure who achieved the great achievement of unifying the four factions, which seemed distant, by instantly uniting the divided factions.

Everyone has different opinions about him, and there are still those who have doubts about his abilities, but no one in the world can deny the fact that he is the greatest scholar of his time.

Literally the head of the greatest power in the world and the two axes that move the world. The two giants stood face to face across the desolate plain.

The tension created by the confrontation between the two made those gathered here take their breath away.

“…Amitabha Buddha.”

The court gave a small disapproval.

‘Jang Il-so.’

Although it was far away, he could see it so clearly that he could grasp it with his hand. Jang Il-so’s appearance is so extravagant as to be foreign.

Even in the face of a battle in which many people will soon die, there is still a deep sense of boredom.

In the eyes of the court, which tried to see the essence of a person, things like Jang Il-so’s uniform did not even come into view.

We only focus on the person named Jang Il-so. Even the court, which has seen and commented on countless people, is unable to understand Jang Il-so itself.

The court realized something again.

The intensity is so intense that it feels like they’ve been fighting each other for decades, but Jang Il-so is familiar with them, but they’ve never actually had a conversation like this before.

The heavy voice of the court ran solemnly across the land.

“You lose. How many more sins are you willing to commit?”

The moment he heard those words, Jang Il-so’s eyes rounded.

“The world is in sorrow because of your greed. Many people lost their lives and blood drenched the ground like rain. “Is that not enough?”

Jang Il-so just smiled and watched the courtroom without saying anything. There wasn’t even any hostility in his eyes.

“I recommend it to you. There is no way to wash away the sins you have already committed, but there is definitely a way to avoid committing bigger sins. I hope you realize that all your desires are just empty and take care of yourself. “Then at least you can avoid accumulating greater karma.”

“Bar owner!”

Zhongli-hyung was embarrassed and opened his mouth without realizing it.

“What do you mean by that? The sin committed by the author….”

“Amitabha Buddha.”

However, when a heavy fire sound rang out, Jong-ri-hyeong closed his mouth without realizing it.

The court, which suppressed such opposition, instead of dealing with Jong Li-hyung, scolded Jang Il-so in a much lower voice.

“Believing that you can hold something in your hand is just an illusion. In the end, people die empty-handed just as they were born. How can you not know that what will remain in your hands is not fame or wealth, but the karma of a lifetime accumulated like a mountain?”

The court naturally took the lead.

“If you know that you are satisfied with this and want to wash away your sins, Shaolin will be happy to help you do this. Dharma is open to everyone. “Even if he is an eternal sinner, it is nothing.”

Heavy and serious eyes turned to Jang Il-so.

Although the court’s words caught everyone off guard for a moment, no one doubted that they contained sincerity. Beopjeong is a high priest who devoted his life to following Buddhism. Until moments like these, I don’t forget my duty.

However, what came back at the old monk’s noble words was a loud laugh.

“ha ha ha. Ha ha ha ha ha! Hahahaha!”

Jang Il-so, who had been silent the whole time, burst into laughter.

Unlike the court, which was as elegant as a dry giant tree, the sight of Jang Il-so laughing while holding his stomach was extremely frivolous. He appears too light to be the head of a force.

“Oh dear.”

Jang Il-so smiled for a long time and wiped the corners of his eyes with his long trimmed fingernails. I laughed so hard that I even had tears in my eyes.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I couldn’t even imagine that I would hear a sermon under these circumstances. So I don’t think it’s necessarily my fault…”

Jang Il-so’s delicately curved eyes turned to the court.

The ridicule is evident. He ridicules the court, ridicules those who follow him, and even ridicules the Buddhism that the court believes in and follows.

“Is not it?”

Jang Il-so’s eyes scanned everyone across the courtroom.

Now it has become awkward to call them the old group, but anyway, they still protect the midfield under that name.

“Even when Gangnam fell at my feet.”

The faces of those who felt Jang Il-so’s gaze heated up slightly.

“Even when Sichuan burned at the hands of my children.”

Wow.

The sound of someone grinding teeth was heard.

“Even when so many people were dying in their hometown of Gangbuk, these people who were just watching… were discussing mercy and Buddhism…” It was a

calm voice, but it was truly a biting sarcasm.

“I guess I’m ignorant, right? “I see that the law I know and the law you discuss are different.”

“You lose.”

“Well, what would Buddha think? Wouldn’t they be more pleased with the idiots running around Gangbuk to save people than you who only talk about lawlessness and mercy? huh?”

It refers to the blindness of heaven.

Jang Il-so knows. Now, what is the last thing they want the court to hear? What are they chasing now?

The court’s eyes traveled down the court’s back to his hands.

The court’s back was as calm as usual, but the hand holding the long prayer beads was shaking slightly with great strength.

The slight tremor, which only the courtroom standing right behind could see, gave an idea of the inner state of the courtroom.

“Amitabha Buddha.”

But no matter what he was thinking, the displeasure that came out was simply reverent.

“Clearly we are not good enough. But the cause of all this is not us, but you. I will say this for the last time. “If you want to stop, now is the time.”

“Now.”

A soft and kind voice pierced everyone’s ears. Small but eerily clear.

“Know that enough is enough and stop now…. What happens if I say I will? Are you going to let me go like this?”

Jang Il-so’s bright red lips twisted.

“no. Probably not. You can’t do that. So what? To kindly take her, cut off her limbs and veins, and throw her in an underground prison? “Do you want me to rot in a musty prison cell until the day I die, listening to the disgusting Buddhist scriptures recited by these shiny, bastards?”

“You lose.”

“Cluck cluck cluck.”

Jang Il-so shook his head as if he was disgusted.

“They say Shaolin people are merciful, but this is it. Even the devils of hell wouldn’t be this cruel. Sapa would be more merciful. “Why don’t we just kill him cleanly?”

“It’s the only way to pay for the sins you committed.”

“Hahaha.”

Jang Il-so laughed briefly.

Soon, blue ears began to appear on his white face.

“I am not that weak-willed. “I’m so sick of it that I can’t listen to it anymore.”

For a moment, the court held its breath at the sudden change in momentum.

“Repentance… aren’t you curious?”

The cold, almost chilling gaze pierces the old monk.

“Who here most wants me to not repent? Who most earnestly hopes that this war will not end in vain? “Who is this person who hides behind the humble mask of Buddhism and pursues his desires more fiercely than anyone else?”

“Jang Il-so!”

A roar erupted from the mouth of the court.

“I’ve been patient… That’s a good excuse. It looks plausible and amazing. But you need to know one thing. “Do you know what patience that does not take pain is called?”

Jang Il-so’s eyes sharply pierced the court and those standing behind him.

“evasion.”

Just those two words made the faces of the court warm up.

“It’s strange. You didn’t pay the price, so why are you persevering? You were just watching. But now he’s standing in front of me spewing nonsense as if he had made a noble decision. “As if hoping someone would recognize me.”

“That nonsense!”

“Disgusting…”

Jang Il-so’s eyes, which met the court, were filled with disgust, as if he were looking at an insect. The court bit its lips and met those gazes.

“It’s ugly.”

Jang Il-so laughed. The contempt in his eyes still remained.

“But… still, I don’t particularly hate you. “Aren’t people disgusting and ugly to begin with?”

Jang Il-so smiled. A child-like smile spreads across his entire face.

“Shall I show you an easier way?”

In response to Jang Il-so’s question, a glance of doubt appeared on the court’s face. Jang Il-so said kindly.

“Surrender.”

“Jang Il-so!”

“Then no one will shed any more blood. I’m not interested in unnecessary bloodshed. I promise. If you bow before me and lick my feet, I will not kill anyone and will be content with just ‘dominating’. how is it? Then peace without sacrifice will be completed.”

The court’s beard trembled.

“It’s not a difficult choice, right? If you really want something bloodless. But… is that really what you want?”

The court felt it painfully as they looked at the wicked eyes.

It’s over there.

Complete evil that no words or persuasion can work against. There is someone right there who seems to have been created by combining evil intentions.

How can the author be called a person?

“No, that’s not what you want. I know what you want. “What you want is…”

Jang Il-so slowly cut my neck with his fingernail.

“It’s here.”

At the same time, his bright red lips twitched.

“What you want. It will fulfill your purpose. A trophy that will forever engrave your name in the history of this powerhouse. “I will raise the name of Shaolin to the heavens of Gangho again and leave that humble dharma name as a name that will never be seen again in the history of Shaolin.”

A small voice rang like thunder in the ears of the court.

Now Jang Il-so’s eyes were soft and there was no trace of hostility again.

“Would you like to take it?”

“….”

“Get your hands on it by putting blood on your hands, driving countless people to death, and fighting and fighting until this land is dyed dark red. “It’s what you want so desperately.”

“Amitabha Buddha.”

It was an ending that was decided from the beginning.

The two giants also knew. Conversation is meaningless to them.

They are not those who accept, but those who cause acceptance. There is no way that someone who has no confidence in himself could have reached the position he is in now.

That is why you must destroy your opponent. The other person’s beliefs, goals, power, and even life.

“In the end, conversation doesn’t work.”

“You come back from far away. “It’s an obvious ending.”

Jang Il-so’s eyes turned to the sky.

The sunset had become more hazy. It seems as if they are trying to cover up the blood that will soon be poured into the world.

“Everyone listen!”

The court opened the gates to a great war that would shake the world.

“We can no longer aid and abet the atrocities of that evil enemy. We did not want to see blood, but we will not be afraid of it! Me here today! And we will punish that evil enemy and restore peace to Jianghu!”

Lion’s Roar exploded like the roar of a heavenly god.

Then, the entire bodies of those standing behind him tensed. The internal power raised to the extreme swirled around.

“Who will go to hell if not me! Ah-mi-ta-bul-!”

With that momentum, the court let out a thunderous roar and kicked the ground.

“Follow the leader!”

“Ooooooooo!”

The forces of Gu-Fail-I-Bang, who had released everything they had suppressed up until now, began to run towards Sapae-ryeon with terrifying momentum.

It seemed as if a high tsunami the size of Mount Tai was rushing in. It was a force that made even the warriors of the Sapae-ryeon, who had been fighting without fear until now, freeze in an instant.

“Hmm.”

At that time, I heard Jang Il-so’s nasal voice, which was perfectly carefree. At that moment, the warriors of Sapaeryun were reminded again of who they were.

Jang Il-so said, tapping his chin with his fingertip.

“It’s unnecessary fuss. Please treat me appropriately. “So that we can clearly realize that this is no longer the world they ran amok in.”

Of course, the first to react were Jang Il-so’s loyal dogs, who knew no fear of red dogs.

“Protect the strings!”

As they ran with a ferocious force, Maninbang and the Dark Demon Treasure warriors gritted their teeth and followed behind.

The vast plain, with nothing to block, is stained with hostility, twisted, and shaken like a shipwreck.

The sun hanging over Seosan Mountain was also scattered red across the sky, as if it had been cut by the incoming darkness.

Jeong and Sa.

Gupa and Sapaeryeon.

And the court and the funeral home.

The one and only battle that will determine the direction of the world. The curtain has finally risen.