Chapter 493 - welcome with a warm heart
Seopoonggaek store.
Yeon Jeok-ha and his party finished dinner early before sunset.
And I sat by the window and passed the time with nothing to do.
Namgungcheon, the Blue Cloud Sword, who had been watching the reddish sunset absentmindedly, muttered involuntarily.
“It’s a scenery that reminds me of good people.”
Yeonjeokha received the words.
“Gin sauce?”
“Hum, is there really only one good person?”
“Is there anyone else? older brother?"
“There is Seollal Sohyup and Yu Sohyup.”
"aha."
I forced myself to hold back a laugh.
Seol Cha-su, Yoo Geun-shik.
They are the people of the Jeongju branch of the Gujeongui Alliance who were with everyone when they went to catch the Twelve Horsemen. It looked like he was just looking around because he was shy, but his insides were obvious.
Wol-ah and Geum-a sat on Namgung-yeon’s left and right and chatted, while Gucheon-no-do’s old sim and the three treasures, Dangun-mang, stared out the window in silence and drank tea.
“By the way, Mother. On the way from Namjiryeseong to Shanseoseong. I don't think I've seen much of the Murim people, regardless of political factions. Is it my imagination?”
Namgoongyeon thought deeply and replied.
“It is not an illusion. Certainly, I haven't met many Moorim people while I've come this far. I wouldn't have known if Old Sim hadn't told me.”
“Hehe, on the other hand, it’s nice that it’s quiet. It’s because it feels a bit cheap.”
"It's probably because the balance of power is somewhat right."
Not only did Yeon Jeok-ha, Namgung-cheon, and Dang Yun-mang wide open their eyes at the unexpected words.
It is known as the famous religious world, but the balance of power is right?
Dang Unmang asked, tilting his head.
“Mother, it is difficult to understand. The world has fallen into the hands of Yumyeong-gyo, is the balance right? Excuse me, but how is such an interpretation possible?”
Everyone nodded their heads as if they agreed.
Even the pain in his heart that he had been biting at every occurrence was on his side at this moment.
“It is true that the famous cult conquered the world, but it shrank as it split with the Myeongwang cult. As the religious leaders did not raise the tax, the current Myung-Gyo is only half of what it was in the days of Cheonji-Meng. The existence of Myeongwanggyo, which has been split, is uncertain, and the Hocheon alliance is also in a state of disrepute. We have to see that the current strong-horse situation is balanced by everyone's weakness. The Myungwang Church has no will to expand its power, and the Myungwang Church and Hocheon League cannot afford it. In addition, the quarrel between the two sides has also entered the mediation phase, so the world has no choice but to be quiet.”
Tang Yun-mang, who was shaking his head, said a word to Shen-tong.
“So what does it mean to be quiet? You managed to survive with such bird breasts.”
However, Dan Unmang scratched his head at Namgungyeon's words.
“Of course, taking that into consideration, it is true that it is too quiet. Maybe it's like the calm before a typhoon... … .”
Then, with a face of old sim, he snorted at Dan Yun-mang.
"Do you understand now? Didn't he say that the middle would go if he closed his mouth. Why is an old man who doesn't even know what to do, be so mean?”
Tang Yun-mang could not refute and only trembled.
"why? what?"
Old sim raised her chin and continued to push her forward, Namgungcheon quickly changed the topic.
"haha! If the river is quiet, isn't it good for us as it is quiet? Thanks to that, I came to Shanxi without any disputes. By the way, it's Diocesan County tomorrow, shouldn't we make some plans? I don’t think famous schools will welcome you saying, ‘You came as a group.’”
"Iknow, right. We all came this far together... … .”
"I know yeah. What would you do if the famous bridge told you to go up Mt. Pungji?”
I saw Namgung-yeon who was in love with those words.
The person the famous religious leader wanted was himself, so there was a good chance.
“I have to leave it to the sky. Because Fungji Mountain cannot refuse the famous cult leader's instructions.”
It was against Namgoong-yeon's wishes, but she did not deny the possibility.
When the story of the famous religious leader came out, Sim Tong and Dan Yun Mang also stopped fighting and listened.
Suddenly, darkness fell outside the window.
Jeom So-yi walked among the customers and lit the lanterns hanging on the walls.
Namgungyeon suddenly thought.
She doesn't seem to have enough light from the lantern to dispel the thick darkness.
***
parish prefecture.
Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.
Shrine.
Around the time of drinking (8:00 p.m.).
As her mind became disturbed, Hwangsinmo Pal recited ‘Taesang Jeongil Advent Sinju (太上正一降臨神呪)’.
Did you memorize an order for about a meal (30 minutes)?
Jinki and other unknown powers filled her whole body, and her upper body nodded.
It was a phenomenon in which the gods descended into the body.
Looking at the intensity different from usual, it seems that the long-awaited god is about to come.
Pal Hwangsinmo chanted her spell with all her might.
For a moment, it felt like pouring hot molten iron into the blood.
Soon after, she was able to succeed in communicating with the ‘nameless god’ she had longed for.
“The four winds have crossed thirty-six thousand and finally reached me. A sacrifice has been prepared for you, so welcome it with a willing heart.”
The complexion of Hwangsinmo, her arm, brightened at the sound of ‘a sacrifice was prepared for you’.
'There must have been a separate sacrifice needed for the descent of an unknown god.'
But could she recognize the offering herself?
How many times have you failed so far?
Hwangsinmo Pal, who was worried about her, asked cautiously.
“Can I, being lacking, recognize the offering you have prepared?”
Silence enveloped the shrine.
However, she was able to tell Hwangsinmo.
She still knows that the 'nameless god' resides in her own body.
just as expected.
Soon after, her god answered through her own mouth.
“You will understand when you see it.”
After those words, the energy that filled her whole body disappeared like a morning mist.
The ‘nameless god’ has left.
Hwangsinmo Pal sat idly for a long time at the belated feeling of her bizarre loss.
After a while, Hwangsinmo Pal, who calmed her down, said.
“Who is it?”
Then, as if she had been waiting, Taebaek Seonin, the seat of the Eight Emperors, appeared in front of the shrine.
"yes."
“Does anyone still want to climb Mount Pungji?”
"no. No one dares to climb the mountain for fear of the eight gates and eight steps.”
“Where is the kinship?”
“I am currently staying at the Seopoong Inn in nearby Seophyeon.”
“Tomorrow, I will climb Mount Pungji.”
“As long as it doesn’t leak somewhere in the middle, yes.”
“How many people are there in all?”
“All of them are the people of the Seokgyeongjang, seven.”
"That's not a small number."
“You can filter first at ‘Yeomwanggak’ at the entrance of Mt. Fengji. Shall we only allow entry under the weight of the enemy?”
“There is no need to do that. Is there even a way to throw out a guest?”
At her unexpected words, Taebaek Seonin glanced up at Hwangsinmo.
Seeing the smile on her face, it seemed that she wasn't just saying it.
“Are you saying that if you come, send everyone up?”
“Yes, it would be good to prepare for him not to have other thoughts. Tomorrow, arrange all the Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers of Mt. Fengji around the shrine.”
“Everyone?”
Taebaek Seonin could not come to his senses at the continued instructions of the religious leader.
Only one jeokha is visiting, so you have to mobilize all the power of famous schools?
'I don't think Yeon Jeok-ha is such a great opponent... … .’
The Eighthwangsinmo said to the Taebaek sage who asked back with a suspicious face.
“You keep saying the same thing over and over again. Should I explain to you why?”
Taebaek Seonin was startled at the words that felt so cold that he could even live.
The black knight standing next to the shrine like a stone statue slowly turned his head.
Instead of saliva, sparks fell from the mouth of the three-headed dog on the other side.
It is said that living is not an illusion.
“Oh, no. I will do as the headmaster commands.”
Taebaek Seonin bowed his waist to show his obedience and then quietly disappeared.
***
next day.
The carriage of Yeon Jeok-ha and his party finally entered Jiaogu County.
Diocesan County, unlike other places, was teeming with Murim people, perhaps because of the famous religious site.
They are Sapa Murim people who have their roots in Myunggyo, or escort warriors from the upper direction who trade with Myunggyo.
Wol-a, who was looking out the window, whispered to Geum-a.
“Samae, it seems that there are many Murim people in Diocese.”
“They’re all celebrities.”
Wol-a and Geum-ah's expressions quickly darkened, as if they were scared.
With just seven people, he came to the famous religious site, so it was understandable.
Yeonjeokha said to them.
“Since he comes, do you want to follow me for no reason?”
“Oh, no.”
“It is not so.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah shook their heads vigorously.
The two thought, 'The more dangerous a place is, the better it is for everyone to go together'.
After having lunch at Banjeon, Yeon Jeok-ha and his party set off for Mt. Fengji.
It was Liu Shicho (5:00 PM) when the carriage of Yeon Jeok-he and his party arrived at Fengji Mountain.
Celebrities poured out from somewhere and induced the carriage to one side.
The place where the three horses and carriages stopped was in front of ‘Yeomwanggak’.
The rivals who got off the carriage looked around with a calm face.
“Old Shim, has this hall existed before?”
"no. Dancheong color is dark and clean, so it seems newly built.”
"yes? Did you pay attention to Mt. Fungji as a sacred place? Our seokgyeongjang should also pay attention to dancheong.”
Tang Yun-mang was deeply impressed by the appearance of Yeon Jeok-ha, as if he had come out.
No one would be able to show such leisure in Pungji Mountain, the sacred site of famous religious sects.
When Yeonjeokha and Shimtong were flirting, a group of people poured out from Yeomwanggak.
It was the venerable Yuktong and the twelve horsemen who had been waiting for Yeonjeokha to arrive since morning.
Yuktongjonja skipped greetings and went to the main subject.
“Yeongjangju, the teacher is waiting for you, so follow me.”
Yeonjeokha shouted at the venerable Yuktong, who just said what he had to say and walked away.
“Hey, uncle! what about our group? Can I go with you?”
The Venerable Six Tongs, who had taken three or four steps, hesitated and glanced back.
“The people of Hocheonmaeng avoid holy places, calling them ‘mountains of death’, but their loyalty is truly imaginary. With the permission of the headmaster, do so.”
He squinted his eyes for a moment.
Did you have permission from the headmaster?
That As far as I know, the Eighthwangsinmo is never a person who will do favors for anyone.
Moreover, he was the one who hurt the Eight Emperors, who were disciples of the cult leader.
He should have had 'enmity', not 'favor'.
Her unknown ominousness filled her chest.
He turned his head and looked at her Namgungyeon.
If it were her, she would be able to give the right answer to this unexpected situation.
“Sister, isn’t it a bit strange? There was no reason to accommodate us, so why would he allow it? I made three of the Eight Emperors into obsolete people.”
"don't worry. Because I can prepare.”
Namgungyeon didn't even blink an eye at her.
Just in case, she transcribed an old book and entrusted it to her superior under a different name. Unless otherwise canceled, the old books would be scattered all over the world.
Of course, this was done without Yeon Jeok-ha knowing.
It was to prevent him from getting involved in the leader's command and avoiding it again.
In other words, it is a safety device using the monopoly desire of famous religious leaders.
Yeon Jeok-ha and his party followed the Master Yuk-tong.
It looks like it went through the tiger's mouth, but unfortunately no one knew about it.
Chapter 493 - welcome with a warm heart
Seopoonggaek store.
Yeon Jeok-ha and his party finished dinner early before sunset.
And I sat by the window and passed the time with nothing to do.
Namgungcheon, the Blue Cloud Sword, who had been watching the reddish sunset absentmindedly, muttered involuntarily.
“It’s a scenery that reminds me of good people.”
Yeonjeokha received the words.
“Gin sauce?”
“Hum, is there really only one good person?”
“Is there anyone else? older brother?"
“There is Seollal Sohyup and Yu Sohyup.”
"aha."
I forced myself to hold back a laugh.
Seol Cha-su, Yoo Geun-shik.
They are the people of the Jeongju branch of the Gujeongui Alliance who were with everyone when they went to catch the Twelve Horsemen. It looked like he was just looking around because he was shy, but his insides were obvious.
Wol-ah and Geum-a sat on Namgung-yeon’s left and right and chatted, while Gucheon-no-do’s old sim and the three treasures, Dangun-mang, stared out the window in silence and drank tea.
“By the way, Mother. On the way from Namjiryeseong to Shanseoseong. I don't think I've seen much of the Murim people, regardless of political factions. Is it my imagination?”
Namgoongyeon thought deeply and replied.
“It is not an illusion. Certainly, I haven't met many Moorim people while I've come this far. I wouldn't have known if Old Sim hadn't told me.”
“Hehe, on the other hand, it’s nice that it’s quiet. It’s because it feels a bit cheap.”
"It's probably because the balance of power is somewhat right."
Not only did Yeon Jeok-ha, Namgung-cheon, and Dang Yun-mang wide open their eyes at the unexpected words.
It is known as the famous religious world, but the balance of power is right?
Dang Unmang asked, tilting his head.
“Mother, it is difficult to understand. The world has fallen into the hands of Yumyeong-gyo, is the balance right? Excuse me, but how is such an interpretation possible?”
Everyone nodded their heads as if they agreed.
Even the pain in his heart that he had been biting at every occurrence was on his side at this moment.
“It is true that the famous cult conquered the world, but it shrank as it split with the Myeongwang cult. As the religious leaders did not raise the tax, the current Myung-Gyo is only half of what it was in the days of Cheonji-Meng. The existence of Myeongwanggyo, which has been split, is uncertain, and the Hocheon alliance is also in a state of disrepute. We have to see that the current strong-horse situation is balanced by everyone's weakness. The Myungwang Church has no will to expand its power, and the Myungwang Church and Hocheon League cannot afford it. In addition, the quarrel between the two sides has also entered the mediation phase, so the world has no choice but to be quiet.”
Tang Yun-mang, who was shaking his head, said a word to Shen-tong.
“So what does it mean to be quiet? You managed to survive with such bird breasts.”
However, Dan Unmang scratched his head at Namgungyeon's words.
“Of course, taking that into consideration, it is true that it is too quiet. Maybe it's like the calm before a typhoon... … .”
Then, with a face of old sim, he snorted at Dan Yun-mang.
"Do you understand now? Didn't he say that the middle would go if he closed his mouth. Why is an old man who doesn't even know what to do, be so mean?”
Tang Yun-mang could not refute and only trembled.
"why? what?"
Old sim raised her chin and continued to push her forward, Namgungcheon quickly changed the topic.
"haha! If the river is quiet, isn't it good for us as it is quiet? Thanks to that, I came to Shanxi without any disputes. By the way, it's Diocesan County tomorrow, shouldn't we make some plans? I don’t think famous schools will welcome you saying, ‘You came as a group.’”
"Iknow, right. We all came this far together... … .”
"I know yeah. What would you do if the famous bridge told you to go up Mt. Pungji?”
I saw Namgung-yeon who was in love with those words.
The person the famous religious leader wanted was himself, so there was a good chance.
“I have to leave it to the sky. Because Fungji Mountain cannot refuse the famous cult leader's instructions.”
It was against Namgoong-yeon's wishes, but she did not deny the possibility.
When the story of the famous religious leader came out, Sim Tong and Dan Yun Mang also stopped fighting and listened.
Suddenly, darkness fell outside the window.
Jeom So-yi walked among the customers and lit the lanterns hanging on the walls.
Namgungyeon suddenly thought.
She doesn't seem to have enough light from the lantern to dispel the thick darkness.
***
parish prefecture.
Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.
Shrine.
Around the time of drinking (8:00 p.m.).
As her mind became disturbed, Hwangsinmo Pal recited ‘Taesang Jeongil Advent Sinju (太上正一降臨神呪)’.
Did you memorize an order for about a meal (30 minutes)?
Jinki and other unknown powers filled her whole body, and her upper body nodded.
It was a phenomenon in which the gods descended into the body.
Looking at the intensity different from usual, it seems that the long-awaited god is about to come.
Pal Hwangsinmo chanted her spell with all her might.
For a moment, it felt like pouring hot molten iron into the blood.
Soon after, she was able to succeed in communicating with the ‘nameless god’ she had longed for.
“The four winds have crossed thirty-six thousand and finally reached me. A sacrifice has been prepared for you, so welcome it with a willing heart.”
The complexion of Hwangsinmo, her arm, brightened at the sound of ‘a sacrifice was prepared for you’.
'There must have been a separate sacrifice needed for the descent of an unknown god.'
But could she recognize the offering herself?
How many times have you failed so far?
Hwangsinmo Pal, who was worried about her, asked cautiously.
“Can I, being lacking, recognize the offering you have prepared?”
Silence enveloped the shrine.
However, she was able to tell Hwangsinmo.
She still knows that the 'nameless god' resides in her own body.
just as expected.
Soon after, her god answered through her own mouth.
“You will understand when you see it.”
After those words, the energy that filled her whole body disappeared like a morning mist.
The ‘nameless god’ has left.
Hwangsinmo Pal sat idly for a long time at the belated feeling of her bizarre loss.
After a while, Hwangsinmo Pal, who calmed her down, said.
“Who is it?”
Then, as if she had been waiting, Taebaek Seonin, the seat of the Eight Emperors, appeared in front of the shrine.
"yes."
“Does anyone still want to climb Mount Pungji?”
"no. No one dares to climb the mountain for fear of the eight gates and eight steps.”
“Where is the kinship?”
“I am currently staying at the Seopoong Inn in nearby Seophyeon.”
“Tomorrow, I will climb Mount Pungji.”
“As long as it doesn’t leak somewhere in the middle, yes.”
“How many people are there in all?”
“All of them are the people of the Seokgyeongjang, seven.”
"That's not a small number."
“You can filter first at ‘Yeomwanggak’ at the entrance of Mt. Fengji. Shall we only allow entry under the weight of the enemy?”
“There is no need to do that. Is there even a way to throw out a guest?”
At her unexpected words, Taebaek Seonin glanced up at Hwangsinmo.
Seeing the smile on her face, it seemed that she wasn't just saying it.
“Are you saying that if you come, send everyone up?”
“Yes, it would be good to prepare for him not to have other thoughts. Tomorrow, arrange all the Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers of Mt. Fengji around the shrine.”
“Everyone?”
Taebaek Seonin could not come to his senses at the continued instructions of the religious leader.
Only one jeokha is visiting, so you have to mobilize all the power of famous schools?
'I don't think Yeon Jeok-ha is such a great opponent... … .’
The Eighthwangsinmo said to the Taebaek sage who asked back with a suspicious face.
“You keep saying the same thing over and over again. Should I explain to you why?”
Taebaek Seonin was startled at the words that felt so cold that he could even live.
The black knight standing next to the shrine like a stone statue slowly turned his head.
Instead of saliva, sparks fell from the mouth of the three-headed dog on the other side.
It is said that living is not an illusion.
“Oh, no. I will do as the headmaster commands.”
Taebaek Seonin bowed his waist to show his obedience and then quietly disappeared.
***
next day.
The carriage of Yeon Jeok-ha and his party finally entered Jiaogu County.
Diocesan County, unlike other places, was teeming with Murim people, perhaps because of the famous religious site.
They are Sapa Murim people who have their roots in Myunggyo, or escort warriors from the upper direction who trade with Myunggyo.
Wol-a, who was looking out the window, whispered to Geum-a.
“Samae, it seems that there are many Murim people in Diocese.”
“They’re all celebrities.”
Wol-a and Geum-ah's expressions quickly darkened, as if they were scared.
With just seven people, he came to the famous religious site, so it was understandable.
Yeonjeokha said to them.
“Since he comes, do you want to follow me for no reason?”
“Oh, no.”
“It is not so.”
Wol-ah and Geum-ah shook their heads vigorously.
The two thought, 'The more dangerous a place is, the better it is for everyone to go together'.
After having lunch at Banjeon, Yeon Jeok-ha and his party set off for Mt. Fengji.
It was Liu Shicho (5:00 PM) when the carriage of Yeon Jeok-he and his party arrived at Fengji Mountain.
Celebrities poured out from somewhere and induced the carriage to one side.
The place where the three horses and carriages stopped was in front of ‘Yeomwanggak’.
The rivals who got off the carriage looked around with a calm face.
“Old Shim, has this hall existed before?”
"no. Dancheong color is dark and clean, so it seems newly built.”
"yes? Did you pay attention to Mt. Fungji as a sacred place? Our seokgyeongjang should also pay attention to dancheong.”
Tang Yun-mang was deeply impressed by the appearance of Yeon Jeok-ha, as if he had come out.
No one would be able to show such leisure in Pungji Mountain, the sacred site of famous religious sects.
When Yeonjeokha and Shimtong were flirting, a group of people poured out from Yeomwanggak.
It was the venerable Yuktong and the twelve horsemen who had been waiting for Yeonjeokha to arrive since morning.
Yuktongjonja skipped greetings and went to the main subject.
“Yeongjangju, the teacher is waiting for you, so follow me.”
Yeonjeokha shouted at the venerable Yuktong, who just said what he had to say and walked away.
“Hey, uncle! what about our group? Can I go with you?”
The Venerable Six Tongs, who had taken three or four steps, hesitated and glanced back.
“The people of Hocheonmaeng avoid holy places, calling them ‘mountains of death’, but their loyalty is truly imaginary. With the permission of the headmaster, do so.”
He squinted his eyes for a moment.
Did you have permission from the headmaster?
That As far as I know, the Eighthwangsinmo is never a person who will do favors for anyone.
Moreover, he was the one who hurt the Eight Emperors, who were disciples of the cult leader.
He should have had 'enmity', not 'favor'.
Her unknown ominousness filled her chest.
He turned his head and looked at her Namgungyeon.
If it were her, she would be able to give the right answer to this unexpected situation.
“Sister, isn’t it a bit strange? There was no reason to accommodate us, so why would he allow it? I made three of the Eight Emperors into obsolete people.”
"don't worry. Because I can prepare.”
Namgungyeon didn't even blink an eye at her.
Just in case, she transcribed an old book and entrusted it to her superior under a different name. Unless otherwise canceled, the old books would be scattered all over the world.
Of course, this was done without Yeon Jeok-ha knowing.
It was to prevent him from getting involved in the leader's command and avoiding it again.
In other words, it is a safety device using the monopoly desire of famous religious leaders.
Yeon Jeok-ha and his party followed the Master Yuk-tong.
It looks like it went through the tiger's mouth, but unfortunately no one knew about it.
