"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 221 - I'll save you for the rest of your life, so don't go anywhere
As dazzling scribes poured out from the corpse of Paedo Ilwicheon, some stopped and put their palms together.
Even the experienced Kucheonno and Simtong stared in awe at the sight they were seeing for the first time.
'What is that again?'
Until now, the other monsters had torn the corpse of the Twelve Horsemen as if they were molting.
However, Ilwicheon was completely different.
It seemed that the Bodhisattva with a thousand hands appeared in the present world in a Buddhist painting drawn by some artist.
'Could it be that it's not a monster? Or a hallucination?'
Old sim, which made the examination complicated, immediately raised the Gutianqi.
Still, the writing grew darker.
Now it's so blinding that it's hard to look straight into it.
Old sim hurriedly looked around him.
Byeokhobang and Daebubangdo as well as the upper warriors stood there as if bewitched.
'not good.'
Anything related to the Twelve Horses is from hell.
Couldn't that be a good thing!
Suddenly, a magnificent sound of reciting sutras was heard from all directions.
“Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva Haengsim Prajna Paramita Poetry Jogyeon Five-on Gagong Do All Highly Amount Sarija… … .”
At the same time, something gigantic rose from the corpse of Yi Wei-cheon.
The number of hands holding swords was so numerous that it was difficult to count them.
Someone who saw it shouted.
“He is the Bodhisattva of Heaven!”
That benevolent face certainly resembled the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms, seen only in Buddhist paintings.
In Byeokhobang and Daebubang, more than a dozen people threw away their weapons and struggled with their bodies.
It is a sad face that only has a old sim that has lived a life far from temples.
The Bodhisattva's eyes, which slowly looked around the hall, stopped in pain.
The sound of chanting grew louder.
And finally, the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms separated his steps.
The dozens of swords in the hands of the Bodhisattva Thousand Hands glistened in the sunlight.
“Cheak!”
“Ouch!”
Unluckily, the two people who were fighting each other were stepped on by the Bodhisattva of Heaven's feet and turned into jerky.
Only then did people back away.
They are faces contemplating whether they should run away like this or whether they should watch more.
But the worry didn't last long.
Bodhisattva Cheonju walked towards Simtong and slaughtered the people in the middle like cutting rice.
"evil!"
“Run away!”
Only then did the Byeokhobang, Daebubang, and Sangbang warriors jump out of the fence.
Banyajang fell into the chaos of Abigyuhwan for an instant.
Old sim broke out, and when Lee Cheol-san and his party escaped, he quickly jumped on top of the palace.
It was a quick movement like a flash of lightning.
However, the Bodhisattva of Heaven's Arms did not lag behind him.
Before he knew it, the huge body of the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms descended like a ghost on the other side of him.
“Damn it, no one is slow!”
A savage swear word erupted from the old sim mouth.
No matter what the size of the monsters, they were incomprehensibly fast.
It seems that it was wrong to escape safely from the hands of the Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms.
On the roof of the hall, a fierce battle between Simtong and Bodhisattva took place.
Bodhisattva Tenju didn't even use swordsmanship or swordsmanship, but he drove his old sim into a corner.
He wields dozens of swords with countless hands, so there is no season.
All of that was grass, so he was in a hurry to stop the heartache.
Even in the midst of that, Heartache occasionally struck a fatal blow to the Bodhisattva's torso.
But every time it bounced off with a ‘tong!’ sound.
The history of old sim that reached its climax did not leave even a trace on the skin of the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms.
Maybe an hour (2 hours) passed?
The physical strength of old sim, which had been beating so fast, finally reached its limit.
Unlike the old sim that slowed down his movement, Bodhisattva with a thousand hands did not change from the beginning.
In the end, a crisis came to Simtong.
Blocking a knife with a knife requires a high degree of concentration.
Otherwise, the blade will quickly deteriorate and become unusable or cut off.
While paying attention to the distribution of his stamina, the concentration of old sim was scattered.
Chaeyoung -.
In an instant, the heartache's Yuyeopdo broke with a pitiful sound.
When Yuyeopdo was cut in half, Simtong was driven further into a corner.
On the roof of the pavilion, which was already half crushed, Simtong jumped and ran like a madman.
Every time I moved, there were big and small wounds.
Now, let alone fight, it became an urgent situation to survive.
shhh-.
A sword slashed like a thunderbolt over Simtong's head.
Old sim hurriedly twisted his body to avoid it, and two swords flew from both sides.
I backed away and avoided one, but the other swerved along the way.
Old sim hurriedly turned the half-cut Liu Yeopdo back.
Kwajik-.
Yuyeopdo, whose teeth had been knocked out due to the long fierce battle, was cut off again by a span.
Now, it's not Yuyeopdo, it's almost the level of a dagger.
At least the blades are all crushed, and you won't even be able to peel an apple with it.
Old sim threw the useless Yuyeopdo at the head of Bodhisattva Thousand Arms.
Tuong-.
A grotesque echo spread.
It sounds like a beating of a bell.
Old sim made me think that the Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms might be empty.
How does the hollow Cheonju Bodhisattva live and move?
‘No, before that, where the hell did the monster go and did the Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms appear? Sea Pearl!'
The appearance of the monster was also mysterious, but I couldn't understand that Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms at all.
Old sim quickly descended into the yard.
To take the weapons spilled by the dead.
However, even that was not as easy as I thought.
Most of them were crushed by the giant feet of the Bodhisattva of Heaven.
Simtong's face was stained with despair as he couldn't find anything useful.
The moment the heartache stopped, five or six swords were thrust down from the sky.
"omg!"
Still, there is no law to die.
Geumgangjeo, which had been dangling around the waist, suddenly came to mind.
Old sim didn't think long and grabbed the keumgangjeo in my hand and swung it.
Chae-chae-chaeng-.
I thought it would break because it was made of bronze, but surprisingly, Vajrapani was intact.
no, it's not quite right.
I lightly flicked off the sword of that ignorant Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms.
Shocked, I looked at the Geumgangjeo involuntarily.
It is a rusty and unsightly bronze ornament.
I couldn't believe it deflected those swords.
Wasn't it a sword sharp enough to cut off one's own Yuyeopdo?
Suddenly, I remembered what Kunlun Samseon was saying about Beopbo.
'Could it be this too?'
Dharma or not, it doesn't matter.
Anything that can stand up to the Bodhisattva of Heaven is made of it.
Old sim screamed for the first time in a long time.
“It’s like a person to die by soaking in this dung! You don't just die gracefully; you harass people with your grotesque appearance! That too is over! This body will make you a Buddha!”
Old sim grabbed the Vajrapani and rushed to Cheonju Bodhisattva.
As if waiting, dozens of swords flew towards Heart Tong from all sides.
From the beginning, there was no set rule for the sword of Bodhisattva Thousand Arms.
Except for the fact that they were numerous, hard, and fast, they were random.
On the other hand, Heart Pain is a thief who has reached its peak.
A simple sword strike that was only fast did not work for him.
The sound of blades clashing like roasting beans erupted loudly.
The swords of Bodhisattva bounced off even though the exhausted heart didn't exert much force.
As the road ahead was clearly pierced, heartache penetrated the Bodhisattva's chest.
Kwajik.
With a dull sound, the Vajrapani was driven into the body of the Cheonju Bodhisattva.
In an instant, the old sim eyes widened to the size of a lantern.
A hole was pierced in the skin of the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms, which was unscathed by Yuyeop-do.
The hot-tempered Heartache screamed loudly and repeatedly stabbed him in the chest.
"die! die! die!"
Kwajik. Kwajik. Kwajik.
As if feeling pain, the Bodhisattva's arms swayed violently in the air.
Looking at that, it's clear that only the appearance is the Bodhisattva of Heaven, but the reality is that it's a monster.
The Bodhisattva's hands curled inwards.
Dozens of swords tightened like a net from all directions, and my heartache went away like the wind.
Then old simthat had retreated back ran out again before Cheonju Bodhisattva could counterattack.
Just in case, I pushed the Gucheongi into the Geumgangjeo, what is this?
Gu Chun-gi entwined the keumgang-jeo much more gently than the yuyeop-do he was using.
A pure white light gleamed from the bottom of the Diamond River.
Originally, if you blow raw energy into a blade, most of them can't overcome the force and explode.
That's why warriors are looking for famous swords and swords.
However, the poor-looking bronze Vajrapani was accepting its gong power like the Great Sea.
'It's not an ordinary thing!'
Heartache calmly swung the keumgangjeo.
From the bottom of the Vajrayana, white sword energy came out and formed a huge ring.
It is the four-style wind and fire dynasties.
As soon as it touched the wheel of the cart made of sword weapons, the sword of the Bodhisattva of Heaven was cut off in rapid succession.
As Bodhisattva Cheonju waved dozens of arms as if in a fit of madness, the wind karma was broken into pieces.
At that moment, Vajrapani, which flew like a flash war, pierced the Cheonju Bodhisattva's forehead.
“Kyaaaaaaa!”
This time instead of the sound of reciting sutras, screams of pain were heard from all directions.
Soon after, the body of the Bodhisattva Thousand Arms was scattered as ashes.
Shim Tong, who had been standing in a daze for a while, hurriedly ran forward.
to find the golden river.
Simtong, who retrieved the old and rusty keumgangjeo, stroked it as if it were a treasure.
“Oops! this guy Where have you been and now you appear in front of me? Would you like it if you met me a little earlier? I’ll save you my whole life, so don’t go anywhere.”
Lee Cheol-san, who came back belatedly, asked as he looked at the heartache that was shedding his blood.
“What happened to the monster?”
“I took care of it.”
There was strength in the old sim voice.
It was only natural that his life changed when he saw monsters.
"also! I knew it. But I think you need to treat it... … .”
“What is the treatment for such a minor wound?”
He bluffed as if his old sim wasn't a big deal.
In fact, he wanted to enjoy even a little more of this overwhelming emotion.
“Yeah, my back got ovumed enough to expose my bones. Are you really, okay?”
“Have you been baptized? Enough to see the bones?”
Old sim came to my senses only then.
Pain that had been forgotten due to extreme excitement rushed like a wave at once.
It feels like someone is gently scraping away the flesh attached to the bones all over my body with an awl.
“Turn it off… … .”
The answer from the mouth of heartache A moan came out in response.
As he struggled, twisting his body like a person who wanted to poop, Lee Cheol-san became restless.
Banyajang’s anchae.
The old sim that had been lying there, wrapped in a white cloth like a cocoon, raised his upper body.
Cheolsan Lee, who was waiting on him, hurriedly approached.
“Why are you getting up?”
“I can’t lie in bed all day, can I? If I die anyway, I will lie down for the rest of my life even if I hate it.”
"haha. You said you were dying, that you were in the middle of a half-route?”
Lee Cheol-san looked curiously at the dark hair below his ears.
Compared to being alive, heart pain seems to age backwards.
“What is Banrohwandong? If it was that level, I wouldn't even bother. By the way, the others must have arrived upstairs by now. You too will soon return to infinity.”
The yakdaemong attendant and the upper warriors left first after finding the unfortunate attendant in the warehouse behind the banya market.
However, Lee Cheol-san, Han Chae-yeon, and Ha So-baek remained to treat themselves.
“Never mind us. Even if it's a few days late, Moonju and Taepyeongsangbang's ark won't say anything. Aren't those the wounds you just received while trying to save Haengsu-nim?"
Lee Chul-san saw the wound of old sim with his new eyes.
Even thinking about it now, Bodhisattva with a thousand hands is horrific.
“But the monsters here seemed different from what I had heard before. Why?”
"Well. i know If it’s Kunlun Samseon or Hwayong Doksim Namgung Sojeo, you might be able to figure it out.”
“By the way, where the hell did you get that diamond weapon?”
“Didn’t you tell me? An old man who looked like me at the shrine in Jowonchon gave it to me before he died.”
"i envy you. It looks like you really picked it up on the site of the shrine.”
Lee Cheol-san's stubbornness was also formidable.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 221 - I'll save you for the rest of your life, so don't go anywhere
As dazzling scribes poured out from the corpse of Paedo Ilwicheon, some stopped and put their palms together.
Even the experienced Kucheonno and Simtong stared in awe at the sight they were seeing for the first time.
'What is that again?'
Until now, the other monsters had torn the corpse of the Twelve Horsemen as if they were molting.
However, Ilwicheon was completely different.
It seemed that the Bodhisattva with a thousand hands appeared in the present world in a Buddhist painting drawn by some artist.
'Could it be that it's not a monster? Or a hallucination?'
Old sim, which made the examination complicated, immediately raised the Gutianqi.
Still, the writing grew darker.
Now it's so blinding that it's hard to look straight into it.
Old sim hurriedly looked around him.
Byeokhobang and Daebubangdo as well as the upper warriors stood there as if bewitched.
'not good.'
Anything related to the Twelve Horses is from hell.
Couldn't that be a good thing!
Suddenly, a magnificent sound of reciting sutras was heard from all directions.
“Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva Haengsim Prajna Paramita Poetry Jogyeon Five-on Gagong Do All Highly Amount Sarija… … .”
At the same time, something gigantic rose from the corpse of Yi Wei-cheon.
The number of hands holding swords was so numerous that it was difficult to count them.
Someone who saw it shouted.
“He is the Bodhisattva of Heaven!”
That benevolent face certainly resembled the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms, seen only in Buddhist paintings.
In Byeokhobang and Daebubang, more than a dozen people threw away their weapons and struggled with their bodies.
It is a sad face that only has a old sim that has lived a life far from temples.
The Bodhisattva's eyes, which slowly looked around the hall, stopped in pain.
The sound of chanting grew louder.
And finally, the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms separated his steps.
The dozens of swords in the hands of the Bodhisattva Thousand Hands glistened in the sunlight.
“Cheak!”
“Ouch!”
Unluckily, the two people who were fighting each other were stepped on by the Bodhisattva of Heaven's feet and turned into jerky.
Only then did people back away.
They are faces contemplating whether they should run away like this or whether they should watch more.
But the worry didn't last long.
Bodhisattva Cheonju walked towards Simtong and slaughtered the people in the middle like cutting rice.
"evil!"
“Run away!”
Only then did the Byeokhobang, Daebubang, and Sangbang warriors jump out of the fence.
Banyajang fell into the chaos of Abigyuhwan for an instant.
Old sim broke out, and when Lee Cheol-san and his party escaped, he quickly jumped on top of the palace.
It was a quick movement like a flash of lightning.
However, the Bodhisattva of Heaven's Arms did not lag behind him.
Before he knew it, the huge body of the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms descended like a ghost on the other side of him.
“Damn it, no one is slow!”
A savage swear word erupted from the old sim mouth.
No matter what the size of the monsters, they were incomprehensibly fast.
It seems that it was wrong to escape safely from the hands of the Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms.
On the roof of the hall, a fierce battle between Simtong and Bodhisattva took place.
Bodhisattva Tenju didn't even use swordsmanship or swordsmanship, but he drove his old sim into a corner.
He wields dozens of swords with countless hands, so there is no season.
All of that was grass, so he was in a hurry to stop the heartache.
Even in the midst of that, Heartache occasionally struck a fatal blow to the Bodhisattva's torso.
But every time it bounced off with a ‘tong!’ sound.
The history of old sim that reached its climax did not leave even a trace on the skin of the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms.
Maybe an hour (2 hours) passed?
The physical strength of old sim, which had been beating so fast, finally reached its limit.
Unlike the old sim that slowed down his movement, Bodhisattva with a thousand hands did not change from the beginning.
In the end, a crisis came to Simtong.
Blocking a knife with a knife requires a high degree of concentration.
Otherwise, the blade will quickly deteriorate and become unusable or cut off.
While paying attention to the distribution of his stamina, the concentration of old sim was scattered.
Chaeyoung -.
In an instant, the heartache's Yuyeopdo broke with a pitiful sound.
When Yuyeopdo was cut in half, Simtong was driven further into a corner.
On the roof of the pavilion, which was already half crushed, Simtong jumped and ran like a madman.
Every time I moved, there were big and small wounds.
Now, let alone fight, it became an urgent situation to survive.
shhh-.
A sword slashed like a thunderbolt over Simtong's head.
Old sim hurriedly twisted his body to avoid it, and two swords flew from both sides.
I backed away and avoided one, but the other swerved along the way.
Old sim hurriedly turned the half-cut Liu Yeopdo back.
Kwajik-.
Yuyeopdo, whose teeth had been knocked out due to the long fierce battle, was cut off again by a span.
Now, it's not Yuyeopdo, it's almost the level of a dagger.
At least the blades are all crushed, and you won't even be able to peel an apple with it.
Old sim threw the useless Yuyeopdo at the head of Bodhisattva Thousand Arms.
Tuong-.
A grotesque echo spread.
It sounds like a beating of a bell.
Old sim made me think that the Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms might be empty.
How does the hollow Cheonju Bodhisattva live and move?
‘No, before that, where the hell did the monster go and did the Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms appear? Sea Pearl!'
The appearance of the monster was also mysterious, but I couldn't understand that Bodhisattva with Heavenly Arms at all.
Old sim quickly descended into the yard.
To take the weapons spilled by the dead.
However, even that was not as easy as I thought.
Most of them were crushed by the giant feet of the Bodhisattva of Heaven.
Simtong's face was stained with despair as he couldn't find anything useful.
The moment the heartache stopped, five or six swords were thrust down from the sky.
"omg!"
Still, there is no law to die.
Geumgangjeo, which had been dangling around the waist, suddenly came to mind.
Old sim didn't think long and grabbed the keumgangjeo in my hand and swung it.
Chae-chae-chaeng-.
I thought it would break because it was made of bronze, but surprisingly, Vajrapani was intact.
no, it's not quite right.
I lightly flicked off the sword of that ignorant Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms.
Shocked, I looked at the Geumgangjeo involuntarily.
It is a rusty and unsightly bronze ornament.
I couldn't believe it deflected those swords.
Wasn't it a sword sharp enough to cut off one's own Yuyeopdo?
Suddenly, I remembered what Kunlun Samseon was saying about Beopbo.
'Could it be this too?'
Dharma or not, it doesn't matter.
Anything that can stand up to the Bodhisattva of Heaven is made of it.
Old sim screamed for the first time in a long time.
“It’s like a person to die by soaking in this dung! You don't just die gracefully; you harass people with your grotesque appearance! That too is over! This body will make you a Buddha!”
Old sim grabbed the Vajrapani and rushed to Cheonju Bodhisattva.
As if waiting, dozens of swords flew towards Heart Tong from all sides.
From the beginning, there was no set rule for the sword of Bodhisattva Thousand Arms.
Except for the fact that they were numerous, hard, and fast, they were random.
On the other hand, Heart Pain is a thief who has reached its peak.
A simple sword strike that was only fast did not work for him.
The sound of blades clashing like roasting beans erupted loudly.
The swords of Bodhisattva bounced off even though the exhausted heart didn't exert much force.
As the road ahead was clearly pierced, heartache penetrated the Bodhisattva's chest.
Kwajik.
With a dull sound, the Vajrapani was driven into the body of the Cheonju Bodhisattva.
In an instant, the old sim eyes widened to the size of a lantern.
A hole was pierced in the skin of the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Arms, which was unscathed by Yuyeop-do.
The hot-tempered Heartache screamed loudly and repeatedly stabbed him in the chest.
"die! die! die!"
Kwajik. Kwajik. Kwajik.
As if feeling pain, the Bodhisattva's arms swayed violently in the air.
Looking at that, it's clear that only the appearance is the Bodhisattva of Heaven, but the reality is that it's a monster.
The Bodhisattva's hands curled inwards.
Dozens of swords tightened like a net from all directions, and my heartache went away like the wind.
Then old simthat had retreated back ran out again before Cheonju Bodhisattva could counterattack.
Just in case, I pushed the Gucheongi into the Geumgangjeo, what is this?
Gu Chun-gi entwined the keumgang-jeo much more gently than the yuyeop-do he was using.
A pure white light gleamed from the bottom of the Diamond River.
Originally, if you blow raw energy into a blade, most of them can't overcome the force and explode.
That's why warriors are looking for famous swords and swords.
However, the poor-looking bronze Vajrapani was accepting its gong power like the Great Sea.
'It's not an ordinary thing!'
Heartache calmly swung the keumgangjeo.
From the bottom of the Vajrayana, white sword energy came out and formed a huge ring.
It is the four-style wind and fire dynasties.
As soon as it touched the wheel of the cart made of sword weapons, the sword of the Bodhisattva of Heaven was cut off in rapid succession.
As Bodhisattva Cheonju waved dozens of arms as if in a fit of madness, the wind karma was broken into pieces.
At that moment, Vajrapani, which flew like a flash war, pierced the Cheonju Bodhisattva's forehead.
“Kyaaaaaaa!”
This time instead of the sound of reciting sutras, screams of pain were heard from all directions.
Soon after, the body of the Bodhisattva Thousand Arms was scattered as ashes.
Shim Tong, who had been standing in a daze for a while, hurriedly ran forward.
to find the golden river.
Simtong, who retrieved the old and rusty keumgangjeo, stroked it as if it were a treasure.
“Oops! this guy Where have you been and now you appear in front of me? Would you like it if you met me a little earlier? I’ll save you my whole life, so don’t go anywhere.”
Lee Cheol-san, who came back belatedly, asked as he looked at the heartache that was shedding his blood.
“What happened to the monster?”
“I took care of it.”
There was strength in the old sim voice.
It was only natural that his life changed when he saw monsters.
"also! I knew it. But I think you need to treat it... … .”
“What is the treatment for such a minor wound?”
He bluffed as if his old sim wasn't a big deal.
In fact, he wanted to enjoy even a little more of this overwhelming emotion.
“Yeah, my back got ovumed enough to expose my bones. Are you really, okay?”
“Have you been baptized? Enough to see the bones?”
Old sim came to my senses only then.
Pain that had been forgotten due to extreme excitement rushed like a wave at once.
It feels like someone is gently scraping away the flesh attached to the bones all over my body with an awl.
“Turn it off… … .”
The answer from the mouth of heartache A moan came out in response.
As he struggled, twisting his body like a person who wanted to poop, Lee Cheol-san became restless.
Banyajang’s anchae.
The old sim that had been lying there, wrapped in a white cloth like a cocoon, raised his upper body.
Cheolsan Lee, who was waiting on him, hurriedly approached.
“Why are you getting up?”
“I can’t lie in bed all day, can I? If I die anyway, I will lie down for the rest of my life even if I hate it.”
"haha. You said you were dying, that you were in the middle of a half-route?”
Lee Cheol-san looked curiously at the dark hair below his ears.
Compared to being alive, heart pain seems to age backwards.
“What is Banrohwandong? If it was that level, I wouldn't even bother. By the way, the others must have arrived upstairs by now. You too will soon return to infinity.”
The yakdaemong attendant and the upper warriors left first after finding the unfortunate attendant in the warehouse behind the banya market.
However, Lee Cheol-san, Han Chae-yeon, and Ha So-baek remained to treat themselves.
“Never mind us. Even if it's a few days late, Moonju and Taepyeongsangbang's ark won't say anything. Aren't those the wounds you just received while trying to save Haengsu-nim?"
Lee Chul-san saw the wound of old sim with his new eyes.
Even thinking about it now, Bodhisattva with a thousand hands is horrific.
“But the monsters here seemed different from what I had heard before. Why?”
"Well. i know If it’s Kunlun Samseon or Hwayong Doksim Namgung Sojeo, you might be able to figure it out.”
“By the way, where the hell did you get that diamond weapon?”
“Didn’t you tell me? An old man who looked like me at the shrine in Jowonchon gave it to me before he died.”
"i envy you. It looks like you really picked it up on the site of the shrine.”
Lee Cheol-san's stubbornness was also formidable.
