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Published at 23rd of August 2023 08:55:27 AM


Chapter 478

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Chapter 478 - Do I have any weaknesses?



 

I got to know Taebaek Seonin when I first saw him at the Seokgyeongjang where I was connected.

 

This means that this incident is from a higher level, that is, according to the will of the renowned religious leader.

 

If Baekdumagun was the follower of the famous religious leader, Palhwang was no different from his disciple.

 

This proves that the interest of famous religious leaders in ancient books is that great.

 

It is difficult for Seokgyeongjang to survive if it does not establish negotiations with famous religious leaders.

 

No, at least after empress yeon, Namgung-yeon dies.

 

Because the person who annihilated the monk to keep a secret is the famous religious leader.

 

To keep her alive, she must turn her famous cult leader's attention to himself.

 

how?

 

It is a dog fight with a famous religious leader whose outcome is difficult to predict.

 

I mean, with a letter.

 

Now the ball has passed to the famous religious leader.

 

Shall we take the risk of the old book being revealed to the world and aim for Namgung-yeon?

 

Or will he share a secret with Nam Goong-yeon?

 

If she is a famous religious leader, she will choose to share with one person.



 

Taebaek Seonin trembled and glared at Yeonjeokha.

 

It was the first time since I came to Gangho in the name of the Eight Emperors that I was humiliated like today.

 

“Fast. If you release Geumgang Bodhisattva... … .”

 

However, without exception, I took a picture of the top of Vajrapani's buttock, between Myeongmun and Yanggwan, with my toe.

 

“Wow!”

 

The Vajrapani Bodhisattva, who was listening nervously, coughed up blood at the shock that was transmitted to the Dantian.

 

"you! this guy! dare!"

 

It's time for Taebaek Seonin to jump out.

 

Suddenly, a high-colored dagger protruded from his chest and circled around him.

 

'omg!'

 

Taebaek Seonin could not move easily.

 

I swear I've never heard of a sword like that.

 

‘If you fight with the determination of Dongguijin, there might be a chance of victory… … .’

 

However, the mission given to the Eight Emperors is not Dongguijin, but the recovery of ancient books.

 

Taebaek Seonin gritted his teeth and endured.

 

He was furious enough to turn the corner, but he couldn't change the Eight Emperors to Yeonjeokha.

 

Yeonjeokha said to the trembling Seonin Taebaek.

 

"What? Do you have something to say?”

 

“Did you really have to do that to those who couldn’t resist?”

 

“Oh, you tried to kill me first. You should retire when you have the chance. You don't know when you'll be holding a knife again, so why don't you just let it go? Do you know that I am a bodhisattva?”

 

Taebaek Seonin looked at Yeonjeokha with dazzled eyes.

 

Most Murim people struggle not to offend the famous religion.

 

But this guy was different.

 

Judging from what he says, it seems that he even has a war with the famous religion in mind.

 

If so, the transcription of old books would not be a bluff.

 

What can a cornered mouse not do?

 

"ha! I will convey your wishes to the headmaster. until then… … Do not be rash.”

 

Taebaek Seonin turned around and said, “Don’t be desperate.”

 

Fortunately, he was not an ignorant person even though he was older, so he understood what the other person was saying.

 

"okay. I'll wait for good news. Go see.”

 

He left only after confirming that the enemy Eight Emperors were leaving with the three of them.



 

***



 

Seokgyeongjang.



 

Passing through the broken gate, he clicked his tongue.

 

“Tsk tsk! I didn't just send the Palhwang. I should have paid for the repairs.”

 

I was annoyed at the thought of going out of my livelihood.

 

At that time, Dang Yun-mang, who was collecting ‘poisoning’ in the yard, approached.

 

“What happened to the Eight Emperors?”

 

“I’m back.”

 

“What about the monster?”

 

“I let them deal with it. It was fun to hide and watch.”

 

“Did you have the law?”

 

“No, did you catch it by ignoring it? If you don't have the law, you have to do that.”

 

Then, Tang Yun-mang saw Yeon Je-ha's chest.

 

“What are you looking at?”

 

“Your dagger must be Dharma, too, right?”

 

"well. I don't know if it's a dagger, but it's not an ordinary dagger.”

 

Yeon Jeok-ha replied with an ambiguous face.

 

It was because he had seen a dagger turn into a giant serpent on Mt. Fengji.

 

Dan Yun-mang, as if he had no more questions about it, moved again in search of ‘poisoning’.

 

I went into the main house where I over-admired him.

 

The yard was clean, as if ‘poisoning’ had been collected from the main house.

 

Workers were sweeping the gray sand from the flagstones with brooms.

 

Seeing that the black sand had turned gray, it seemed that the poison was gone.

 

“Mister, is it okay for the old man to scrub?”

 

“Yes, yes. I'm doing it because the old man said it was okay to clean.”

 

Unlike Yeonjeokha, the workers respected Dangunmang and Shimtong because they were masters of Murim.

 

“Is old Sim gone?”

 

“Yes, he returned to his dwelling place with his disciples.”



 

Hearing Yeon Jeok-ha's voice, Namgung-yeon, who was in the room, came out to the main hall.

 

"great job."

 

“Ah, it wasn’t like that. It was more difficult when I went to catch my sister and the Twelve Horsemen.”

 

Yeonjeokha sat down at the end of the floor.

 

I was a little tired because I was relieved.

 

She didn't think it was a big deal, but it seemed to be a little burdensome.

 

“Did the trip go well?”

 

"yes."

 

Namgungyeon came and sat down next to Yeonjeokha.

 

She looked at the sweeping workers and asked with a calm face.

 

“What did you talk about after chasing the Eight Emperors?”

 

“I said that if I didn’t get the old book back quietly, I would copy it and spread it all over the world.”

 

“I guess it was to turn the famous religious leader’s attention to you.”

 

Nam Gung-yeon immediately guessed Yeon Jeok-ha's intentions.

 

She did not deny having a relationship.

 

She can't fool Namgungyeon with her own brain anyway.

 

“It's not necessarily like that. I wanted to let the famous religious leaders know that the stone sutra is a beehive.”

 

That's why he gave his hand to Palhwang.

 

It was like showing a glimpse of what happens when you touch the stone sutras.

 

“Even if the famous cult leader loses this time, there will be remnants of you. You will be remembered as a person who went against his will and took on challenges.”

 

"are you okay. After all, if they touch my sister, I will become an enemy of the them. No one can get to my sister without stepping on me. I will.”

 

Namgungyeon let out a light sigh.

 

'So do i.'

 

Right now, he felt the same way, so he couldn't blame Yeon Jeok-ha for his actions.

 

She thought for a moment, then Namgoongyeon said.

 

“The famous religious leader will accept your offer this time.”

 

"really?"

 

Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Namgung-yeon with surprised eyes.

 

You were going to die and I was going to die, but would you accept it?

 

“Because it is better to share the secret of an ancient book with one person than to let the whole world know. the problem is."

 

Namgoongyeon paused for a moment.

 

When she waited and didn't hear back, Yeonjeokha asked.

 

“What's the problem?”

 

“A famous religious leader is not someone to be dragged around by others. I might entrust you with the delivery of the old books.”

 

“Isn’t that the mark?”

 

“Since it happened because of a delivery accident, they will try to exclude the upper side or the target country. On the surface.”

 

“Then what is your intention?”

 

“I’ll call you and check things out about the old books. Did I really read it, or did I copy anything?”

 

“Why me?”

 

“Because there is no one who knows the power of the ‘Lord of Words’ as surely as you. Even if no one else believes you, will you believe it?”

 

"That's right."

 

Yeonjeokha shook his head.

 

Considering the famous religious leader's 'words' and his own 'words', lies between the two are impossible.

 

“You can go one more time.”

 

It's a little annoying, but if it's for the peace of Seokgyeongjang, there's no reason you can't go to Mt. Fungji.

 

“It may not end with confirmation.”

 

“What more do you have left?”

 

“I will ask you for something in exchange for concessions. No one with a mind would pass up an opportunity like this.”

 

“What if I refuse?”

 

“Now that I know of your weakness through this incident, I will use it.”

 

“Do I have any weaknesses?”

 

"huh."

 

“What is it?”

 

Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Namgung-yeon with an absurd face.

 

She wondered how she couldn't lie and what her weaknesses were that she didn't know about.

 

"me."

 

“Why is my sister a weakness? It's an advantage.”

 

“You don’t choose to do anything for me. We don't know the value of old books. What if there is no secret in the ancient books that will thrill the world? It could be that the ‘killing of the Eight Emperors’ happened just because of the famous cult leader’s desire for monopoly.”

 

“… … .”

 

He listened to her words silently.

 

It seemed that now she understood the meaning of her weakness.

 

A famous religious leader can give up the old books, but he himself cannot give up Namgoongyeon.

 

In this fight, whoever has more important things loses.

 

“Then I will ask for something else instead of accepting your offer.”

 

“If you can do something, listen to it.”

 

I didn't worry about getting married.

 

For the safety of Seokgyeongjang and Namgungyeon, he could have done that much.

 

"ha! I hope everyone is happy with me.”

 

Yeonjeokha wrapped her arms around her shoulders.

 

“Everything will be fine.”

 

Namgoongyeon rested her head on his optimistic shoulder.

 

It was the first time she felt that someone else was her heart's will, but she strangely didn't hate it.



 

***



 

Xinjiang.

 

Heavenly Mountain.



 

Xinjiang is part of what people call the West Region.

 

It has long been a key point for east-west transportation, and there were many small countries established by city-states and nomadic peoples around the Taklamakan Desert.

 

In Xinjiang, a desolate land far from the center of the continent, there is an area called 'Heavenly Mountain'.

 

There are people who don't know 'Xinjiang' at the northern end, but there is no one who doesn't know 'Tianshan'.

 

The reason why Tianshan is famous is not because of its specialties, 'walnuts', 'grapes', and 'carrots'.

 

In Tianshan, there was the Maqiao, the spiritual leader of Xinjiang.

 

Demonic Cult.

 

The name is feared by continental people, but not so in Xinjiang.

 

The people of Xinjiang generally agreed that 'a new world will come only when the corrupt world is destroyed'.

 

Since they lived in a barren land, the degree of corruption was weak, so they avoided the sword of the Demonic Cult.

 

As a result, fear or antipathy toward the Demonic Cult was minimal.

 

One of the reasons was that the celestials, the rulers of the Demonic Cult, governed the Tianshan and Xinjiang areas.

 

The vicious Madou looked at them and shrank.

 

It was the same even now, a long time since the Demonic Cult leader entered Closing Hall training.

 

Even if the leader disappeared, the influence of the heavenly beings did not diminish, and the whole area of Tianshan was peaceful.



 

Cheonji of Heavenly Mountain.

 

An elderly man who appeared suddenly scooped up the water of heaven and earth with both hands and gulped it down.

 

“Hey! Feel so good."

 

It is the taste of heaven and earth water that has been tasted for the first time in ten years.

 

Do-kyung Noh, the eastern lion masked sword, turned around after washing his face.

 

I can see the Demonic Cult's palace in the distance come.

 

Although the color has faded from wear and tear, the overwhelming size is still the same.

 

He walked briskly through the front door.

 

Perhaps it was the first time in 10 years, the guards at the front gate blocked their way with a formidable glaring glare.

 

“Who are you?”

 

“Who is your tenth commander?”

 

When Noh Do-gyeong asked again, a man with a beard among the guards answered.

 

“Gwirip-kwae is also left, but who are you?”

 

“Tsk! It would have been nice if there was a left block... … .”

 

Noh Do-gyeong, who was muttering, took out a silver plate from his chest and threw it at Tupseokburi.

 

The guards who confirmed the silver plate broke and folded his waist.

 

“I give my heart to the Demonic Cult!”

 

Noh Do-kyung laughed.

 

The questions and answers I heard again after 10 years were as friendly as the taste of water in heaven and earth.

 

“I will die for the Demonic Cult.”

 

As he responded, the guards carefully raised their heads.

 

Before long, Tubseokburi offered the silver plaque with both hands.

 

Nodo-kyung took his silver plate back and stepped inside him.





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