Chapter 438 - Someone else will do that big thing
Jeokwol Gongqishan stared at him, and Yeon Jeokha said with an awkward face.
"why? Is it because you don't feel sincere? Then differently... … .”
“The name of the cult leader is Yang Yuling, and he is from Dujiangyan in Sichuan. When she was young, she lost her family to a plague disease and wandered her streets and was admitted to Myeongsan Taiyi Pavilion. It is said that he caught the eye of Taeilgwan Gwanju, who was practicing Jeokseon just in time. That is similar to me. Because I also traveled around the world and met the master Taeilgwan and entered the mountain.”
“Oh, I didn’t know. He was originally a Taoist.”
I tried to ask why the old master did such a thing, but I held back.
This is because it would be difficult to interrupt the conversation by touching his heart.
“Taeilgwan Gwanju was called Mugwang Jinin, and he was a famous guru in the Sichuan region. Unlike the sister-in-law, I was later recognized for my qualities and became his disciple. The brothers and sisters, including me, had one goal. Being recognized by the teacher and learning the ‘Jingujeongdanbeop(眞九鼎丹法)’. We worked hard towards that goal.”
“Jingujeongdanbeop?”
“It is the secret of secrets that one can become a freshman even if one breathes through the secret tonab method of the angelic sword. Because it was passed down only to Taeilgwan Gwanju, only one person in a generation could learn it.”
“Why did you let only Gwanju monopolize such a good secret technique?”
“Because it is so good, I believed that if it became widely known, it could be abused.”
"ah."
He nodded his head in suspense.
For that reason, Hagiya himself did not teach the Dharma of the Nine Thousand and One True Sutras.
“Tae Il Kwan is the origin of ‘Angel’s Way’ and learns important teachings from the gods.”
“The gods teach?”
Having learned the ‘Gucheongu Sword’ and ‘Gucheonyeoiljingyeong’ from Gucheonhyeonnyeo, he thought it was a strange relationship.
After all, he is one of those people.
“When he becomes a master of Taeilgyo, the first thing he learns is the spell to communicate with the gods. It is called ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Goddess’, and we chanted it morning and evening. To meet the gods.”
“Have you met them too?”
“It’s even weirder if we can’t meet each other even though we recite spells in the morning and evening. I also met and talked with a self-proclaimed Shinseon. Of course, there is no way to confirm that he is a freshman.”
“Wow! There are all kinds of techniques in the world.”
“Taeilgwan especially valued meeting with the gods. To the extent that it is called a ghost road. Since humans cannot understand the affairs of the gods, it can be said that they asked the gods. My master always taught me that way.”
“Ears too? It is terrifying.”
“Yes, depending on who meets which god, the consequences are truly dire.”
For example, the 'sister' and the 'nameless god' she met were like that.
forty-seven years ago.
Sichuan Xiliang Snow Mountain.
A ridge near Baeksa River.
The place where Gongchwisan and Yang Yeoryeong left Taiilguan and settled was in a place called the Yin-Yang World of Seoling Snow Mountain.
There, Gongchwisan practiced the ‘Jingujeongdanbeop’.
In fact, if it wasn't for the angelic sword's arcane technique, I would never have paid attention to it.
Because the process of finding out was so disgusting.
However, the ‘Jingujeongdanbeop’ was too excellent to be discarded just because it was disgusting.
By the way, Yang Yeo-ryeong clung to the training of 'Taesangjeongil Advent Sinju' rather than 'Jingujeongdanbeop'.
Although she hated her master, she believed in and followed her master's teachings.
Gongchwisan was strange.
“Why does sister-in-law place more importance on ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Divine Liturgy’ than ‘Jingujeongdanbeop’?”
“Have you forgotten Master's teachings? The gods know best about the affairs of the hermits.”
Her tenacity blossomed within a year.
Her 'god unknown to her name' ordered her to go to her mountain Zu to practice.
A sigh escaped Gong Quishan's mouth as she recalled her past.
"ha! During her training, the sister had an encounter with an 'unnamed god'. The sister-in-law fell for that god, and as time passed, it changed little by little. No, it's not that it's changed, but that the sister-in-law's true nature has gradually awakened.”
In Shushan, sister-in-law has changed to such an extent that it is hard to believe that she was merely influenced by it. The change was so natural that I thought, “I was originally that kind of person.”
“Since you’re a magician too, you know what a yeommae is, right?”
“Are you talking about demons made with evil tricks?”
“You know that. Most of the techniques learned by the sister-in-law were learned through salting. The first dye I made was a bell called Socheon Muryeong. The person who taught me how to make that salt was the ‘nameless god’.”
“Even the name is strange.”
I couldn't understand the serialization.
Wouldn't it have been better to just name it rather than be called that?
“At that time, it was difficult to communicate with the gods of the other world for a long time with the magic power of the twelve horse soldiers. That's why God established 'Socheon Muryeong' as an intermediary. Socheonmu-ryeong was the passageway connecting this world and the other world.”
"aha."
“The god who taught my sister-in-law the famous religion practice is the ‘nameless god’. ‘Socheon Muryeong’ was used as the messenger of the prophecy.”
In shock, the younger brother's mouth fell open.
Was the human sacrifice of that vicious famous religion taught by a god?
"So you're saying that the 'unknown god' is the one who created the famous religious leaders?"
“You heard me right. right. All the famous religious practices that the sister-in-law knew came from that god.”
Gongchwisan suddenly thought.
Maybe the sister-in-law is just a puppet of that god.
Of course, the sister-in-law would not admit it.
“God has nothing to do. He had nothing to do with him, so why did he create a famous religion?”
“If you look at the Twelve Horses, it doesn’t matter at all.”
"What are you talking about?"
“As you may have seen, when the Twelve Horsemen die, they turn into demons. Where did the demon come from?”
“Could it be that you came from the world of that ‘unknown god’?”
“That I am not sure either. A sister-in-law would know. Where did they come from, and why did they build famous bridges?”
“Wow! I thought famous religions were just xie jiao, but wasn’t it?”
“Whoops. If famous religions were ordinary cults, he would not have been able to rule the world in 30 years.”
A bitter smile spread across Gong Qushan's face.
Iljangchunmong (一場春夢) is what you are talking about now.
He wanted to become the Demon King of Chundu and stand tall in the world, but everything went back to nothing.
“You look so sad that you ruined your life because of me?”
“I would be lying if I said no. But I knew that my end would not be good.”
“That’s natural. I did such a wicked thing. It's funny to wish you well."
Gongchwisan did not deny it.
He used his teachers and brother-in-law as sacrifices, so it's not enough to say he's vicious.
“Anyway, watch out for the leader. All the techniques used by the cult cannot be explained by the laws of this world. Maybe the cult leader was also used like ‘Muryeong Socheon’.”
“Have you been taken advantage of?”
“Sister… … .”
Gongqiushan recalled the sister-in-law he had seen once.
The sister-in-law was looking sadly at the fog that lay beneath her feet from the edge of the rock.
As if committing suicide.
Perhaps that is the true nature of sister-in-law.
It is for this reason that my heart always swells when I think of that time.
Why was the sister-in-law making such a face?
Gong Qushan shook his head to get rid of his thoughts.
"no. In any case, if that's the case, then the 'nameless god' could be said to be behind everything. Because he is the one who guided the sister to where she is now.”
“Even so, there is nothing you can do about it. He said he was a god from another world? It's the same in other worlds, but what about God?"
“Yes, I guess. However, if you killed the ‘demon of hell’, wouldn’t it be possible to kill the ‘unknown god’ as well? Of course, that's just my guess.”
"can not. I will not. Someone else will do such a grand job. I'm just a thief's Taesanghobeop. It's hard for me to eat and live. You know why?"
“If so, can you tell someone about the religious leader? Please do that.”
“It is strange to hear that. I'm not asking you to kill the headmaster. Doesn't it sound like you're asking for revenge for the leader? say it. Did I hear you wrong?”
“Think on your own. I've told you everything about the source of the leader's power. If you don't want to solve it yourself, you can pass it on to someone else. No matter how annoying it is, can you do that much?”
"okay."
Yeonjeokha happily nodded his head.
It didn't seem particularly difficult if it was about conveying it to others.
Gongquan laughed.
I thought he was just an enemy, but I never thought he'd ask for something like this.
I really don't know what the world is like.
***
December.
Huguangseong Wudang Mountain.
When Yeon Jehehe passed Zhengzhou with Gongquan Mountain, a group of officials visited Wudang Mountain.
Gu Yang-soo, the prefect of Anchalsa Temple in Hogwangseong, and his attendants.
Yeonggyeol Merchant, a non-partisan leader, met them all the way to Sanmun and received them.
While the officials went to the guest hall, no one spoke.
Anyone could tell from his hardened face that it wasn't a good thing.
Audience.
Gu Yang-su defeated his attendants and entered the guest hall alone.
Merchant Younggyeol, who quietly followed him, asked Yangsoo Gu as soon as he sat down.
“Dain, what are you doing on Wudang Mountain in this cold weather?”
Merchant Yeonggyeol glanced at Gu Yangsoo.
It must not have been an ordinary thing since the high-ranking official with a heavy hip had come all the way to Wudang Mountain in the harsh winter.
However, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't think of an accident involving officials.
In his memory, Yeonjeokha and Geumuiwi were all.
'Couldn't they have come to argue about Yang Sagang?'
Merchant Yeonggyeol quickly retraced in his mind the affairs of Juksan-hyeon and Yeonjeok-ha.
Right now I can't think of anything else other than that.
As expected, his name popped out of the mouth of the adverb of Hogwangseong Anchalsa.
“Among the non-partisan secular disciples, is there a person named Yeonnamcheon?”
“Ah, yes. there is. But what are you doing?”
“He injured the son of Jang Dae-in, the Anchalsa Temple in Hogwangseong. Jang Dae-in said that if the shaman faction catches him, he will pass quietly.”
“Grunt! Are you hurt?”
A sound of pain escaped from the young woman's mouth.
Following Yang Sagang, the son of the Hyeonryeong, this time the son of Anchalsa It seems to have been hit
“They say they drilled holes in both shoulders and stuck chopsticks into their penises. where is that what people do? What do you think, Master Jang?”
“… … .”
The unexpected sound made Merchant Young Gyeol blink for a while.
Sticking chopsticks into your penis?
Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps.
However, you can't blindly blame the disciple without knowing the context.
he asked cautiously.
“When it comes to chopsticks, I was shocked too. But there is something a little odd about it. Although Yeonnamcheon is a free-spirited person, he has never hurt anyone carelessly. Can you tell me what happened?”
“As you know, there are laws in the country. But the Murim people try to solve everything by force. So is what happened this time. It seems that Confucius Zhang had a quarrel with someone on board. Confucius Zhang and his escorts beat each other, but a man named Yeonnamcheon helped the one who was beaten. Up to that point, the head office can understand. But Yeonnamcheon went too far. He abolished the escorts' short battle and even stole money from Prince Chang.”
"her."
An exclamation flowed from the young woman's mouth.
He might have a reason for abolishing dantian, but he found it difficult even for himself to accept that he robbed him of money.
Chapter 438 - Someone else will do that big thing
Jeokwol Gongqishan stared at him, and Yeon Jeokha said with an awkward face.
"why? Is it because you don't feel sincere? Then differently... … .”
“The name of the cult leader is Yang Yuling, and he is from Dujiangyan in Sichuan. When she was young, she lost her family to a plague disease and wandered her streets and was admitted to Myeongsan Taiyi Pavilion. It is said that he caught the eye of Taeilgwan Gwanju, who was practicing Jeokseon just in time. That is similar to me. Because I also traveled around the world and met the master Taeilgwan and entered the mountain.”
“Oh, I didn’t know. He was originally a Taoist.”
I tried to ask why the old master did such a thing, but I held back.
This is because it would be difficult to interrupt the conversation by touching his heart.
“Taeilgwan Gwanju was called Mugwang Jinin, and he was a famous guru in the Sichuan region. Unlike the sister-in-law, I was later recognized for my qualities and became his disciple. The brothers and sisters, including me, had one goal. Being recognized by the teacher and learning the ‘Jingujeongdanbeop(眞九鼎丹法)’. We worked hard towards that goal.”
“Jingujeongdanbeop?”
“It is the secret of secrets that one can become a freshman even if one breathes through the secret tonab method of the angelic sword. Because it was passed down only to Taeilgwan Gwanju, only one person in a generation could learn it.”
“Why did you let only Gwanju monopolize such a good secret technique?”
“Because it is so good, I believed that if it became widely known, it could be abused.”
"ah."
He nodded his head in suspense.
For that reason, Hagiya himself did not teach the Dharma of the Nine Thousand and One True Sutras.
“Tae Il Kwan is the origin of ‘Angel’s Way’ and learns important teachings from the gods.”
“The gods teach?”
Having learned the ‘Gucheongu Sword’ and ‘Gucheonyeoiljingyeong’ from Gucheonhyeonnyeo, he thought it was a strange relationship.
After all, he is one of those people.
“When he becomes a master of Taeilgyo, the first thing he learns is the spell to communicate with the gods. It is called ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Goddess’, and we chanted it morning and evening. To meet the gods.”
“Have you met them too?”
“It’s even weirder if we can’t meet each other even though we recite spells in the morning and evening. I also met and talked with a self-proclaimed Shinseon. Of course, there is no way to confirm that he is a freshman.”
“Wow! There are all kinds of techniques in the world.”
“Taeilgwan especially valued meeting with the gods. To the extent that it is called a ghost road. Since humans cannot understand the affairs of the gods, it can be said that they asked the gods. My master always taught me that way.”
“Ears too? It is terrifying.”
“Yes, depending on who meets which god, the consequences are truly dire.”
For example, the 'sister' and the 'nameless god' she met were like that.
forty-seven years ago.
Sichuan Xiliang Snow Mountain.
A ridge near Baeksa River.
The place where Gongchwisan and Yang Yeoryeong left Taiilguan and settled was in a place called the Yin-Yang World of Seoling Snow Mountain.
There, Gongchwisan practiced the ‘Jingujeongdanbeop’.
In fact, if it wasn't for the angelic sword's arcane technique, I would never have paid attention to it.
Because the process of finding out was so disgusting.
However, the ‘Jingujeongdanbeop’ was too excellent to be discarded just because it was disgusting.
By the way, Yang Yeo-ryeong clung to the training of 'Taesangjeongil Advent Sinju' rather than 'Jingujeongdanbeop'.
Although she hated her master, she believed in and followed her master's teachings.
Gongchwisan was strange.
“Why does sister-in-law place more importance on ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Divine Liturgy’ than ‘Jingujeongdanbeop’?”
“Have you forgotten Master's teachings? The gods know best about the affairs of the hermits.”
Her tenacity blossomed within a year.
Her 'god unknown to her name' ordered her to go to her mountain Zu to practice.
A sigh escaped Gong Quishan's mouth as she recalled her past.
"ha! During her training, the sister had an encounter with an 'unnamed god'. The sister-in-law fell for that god, and as time passed, it changed little by little. No, it's not that it's changed, but that the sister-in-law's true nature has gradually awakened.”
In Shushan, sister-in-law has changed to such an extent that it is hard to believe that she was merely influenced by it. The change was so natural that I thought, “I was originally that kind of person.”
“Since you’re a magician too, you know what a yeommae is, right?”
“Are you talking about demons made with evil tricks?”
“You know that. Most of the techniques learned by the sister-in-law were learned through salting. The first dye I made was a bell called Socheon Muryeong. The person who taught me how to make that salt was the ‘nameless god’.”
“Even the name is strange.”
I couldn't understand the serialization.
Wouldn't it have been better to just name it rather than be called that?
“At that time, it was difficult to communicate with the gods of the other world for a long time with the magic power of the twelve horse soldiers. That's why God established 'Socheon Muryeong' as an intermediary. Socheonmu-ryeong was the passageway connecting this world and the other world.”
"aha."
“The god who taught my sister-in-law the famous religion practice is the ‘nameless god’. ‘Socheon Muryeong’ was used as the messenger of the prophecy.”
In shock, the younger brother's mouth fell open.
Was the human sacrifice of that vicious famous religion taught by a god?
"So you're saying that the 'unknown god' is the one who created the famous religious leaders?"
“You heard me right. right. All the famous religious practices that the sister-in-law knew came from that god.”
Gongchwisan suddenly thought.
Maybe the sister-in-law is just a puppet of that god.
Of course, the sister-in-law would not admit it.
“God has nothing to do. He had nothing to do with him, so why did he create a famous religion?”
“If you look at the Twelve Horses, it doesn’t matter at all.”
"What are you talking about?"
“As you may have seen, when the Twelve Horsemen die, they turn into demons. Where did the demon come from?”
“Could it be that you came from the world of that ‘unknown god’?”
“That I am not sure either. A sister-in-law would know. Where did they come from, and why did they build famous bridges?”
“Wow! I thought famous religions were just xie jiao, but wasn’t it?”
“Whoops. If famous religions were ordinary cults, he would not have been able to rule the world in 30 years.”
A bitter smile spread across Gong Qushan's face.
Iljangchunmong (一場春夢) is what you are talking about now.
He wanted to become the Demon King of Chundu and stand tall in the world, but everything went back to nothing.
“You look so sad that you ruined your life because of me?”
“I would be lying if I said no. But I knew that my end would not be good.”
“That’s natural. I did such a wicked thing. It's funny to wish you well."
Gongchwisan did not deny it.
He used his teachers and brother-in-law as sacrifices, so it's not enough to say he's vicious.
“Anyway, watch out for the leader. All the techniques used by the cult cannot be explained by the laws of this world. Maybe the cult leader was also used like ‘Muryeong Socheon’.”
“Have you been taken advantage of?”
“Sister… … .”
Gongqiushan recalled the sister-in-law he had seen once.
The sister-in-law was looking sadly at the fog that lay beneath her feet from the edge of the rock.
As if committing suicide.
Perhaps that is the true nature of sister-in-law.
It is for this reason that my heart always swells when I think of that time.
Why was the sister-in-law making such a face?
Gong Qushan shook his head to get rid of his thoughts.
"no. In any case, if that's the case, then the 'nameless god' could be said to be behind everything. Because he is the one who guided the sister to where she is now.”
“Even so, there is nothing you can do about it. He said he was a god from another world? It's the same in other worlds, but what about God?"
“Yes, I guess. However, if you killed the ‘demon of hell’, wouldn’t it be possible to kill the ‘unknown god’ as well? Of course, that's just my guess.”
"can not. I will not. Someone else will do such a grand job. I'm just a thief's Taesanghobeop. It's hard for me to eat and live. You know why?"
“If so, can you tell someone about the religious leader? Please do that.”
“It is strange to hear that. I'm not asking you to kill the headmaster. Doesn't it sound like you're asking for revenge for the leader? say it. Did I hear you wrong?”
“Think on your own. I've told you everything about the source of the leader's power. If you don't want to solve it yourself, you can pass it on to someone else. No matter how annoying it is, can you do that much?”
"okay."
Yeonjeokha happily nodded his head.
It didn't seem particularly difficult if it was about conveying it to others.
Gongquan laughed.
I thought he was just an enemy, but I never thought he'd ask for something like this.
I really don't know what the world is like.
***
December.
Huguangseong Wudang Mountain.
When Yeon Jehehe passed Zhengzhou with Gongquan Mountain, a group of officials visited Wudang Mountain.
Gu Yang-soo, the prefect of Anchalsa Temple in Hogwangseong, and his attendants.
Yeonggyeol Merchant, a non-partisan leader, met them all the way to Sanmun and received them.
While the officials went to the guest hall, no one spoke.
Anyone could tell from his hardened face that it wasn't a good thing.
Audience.
Gu Yang-su defeated his attendants and entered the guest hall alone.
Merchant Younggyeol, who quietly followed him, asked Yangsoo Gu as soon as he sat down.
“Dain, what are you doing on Wudang Mountain in this cold weather?”
Merchant Yeonggyeol glanced at Gu Yangsoo.
It must not have been an ordinary thing since the high-ranking official with a heavy hip had come all the way to Wudang Mountain in the harsh winter.
However, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't think of an accident involving officials.
In his memory, Yeonjeokha and Geumuiwi were all.
'Couldn't they have come to argue about Yang Sagang?'
Merchant Yeonggyeol quickly retraced in his mind the affairs of Juksan-hyeon and Yeonjeok-ha.
Right now I can't think of anything else other than that.
As expected, his name popped out of the mouth of the adverb of Hogwangseong Anchalsa.
“Among the non-partisan secular disciples, is there a person named Yeonnamcheon?”
“Ah, yes. there is. But what are you doing?”
“He injured the son of Jang Dae-in, the Anchalsa Temple in Hogwangseong. Jang Dae-in said that if the shaman faction catches him, he will pass quietly.”
“Grunt! Are you hurt?”
A sound of pain escaped from the young woman's mouth.
Following Yang Sagang, the son of the Hyeonryeong, this time the son of Anchalsa It seems to have been hit
“They say they drilled holes in both shoulders and stuck chopsticks into their penises. where is that what people do? What do you think, Master Jang?”
“… … .”
The unexpected sound made Merchant Young Gyeol blink for a while.
Sticking chopsticks into your penis?
Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps.
However, you can't blindly blame the disciple without knowing the context.
he asked cautiously.
“When it comes to chopsticks, I was shocked too. But there is something a little odd about it. Although Yeonnamcheon is a free-spirited person, he has never hurt anyone carelessly. Can you tell me what happened?”
“As you know, there are laws in the country. But the Murim people try to solve everything by force. So is what happened this time. It seems that Confucius Zhang had a quarrel with someone on board. Confucius Zhang and his escorts beat each other, but a man named Yeonnamcheon helped the one who was beaten. Up to that point, the head office can understand. But Yeonnamcheon went too far. He abolished the escorts' short battle and even stole money from Prince Chang.”
"her."
An exclamation flowed from the young woman's mouth.
He might have a reason for abolishing dantian, but he found it difficult even for himself to accept that he robbed him of money.
