Chapter 707 - Life is hard to predict
Yeongcheonju.
Nakil-hyeon, Cheongsanseong.
Tianlei sect Zhongshan Yumyeongsan.
In the early morning, the front yard of the Thunder Palace.
Masters of the Taesang, Cheonji, and Cheonroe sects stood in formation under the banners of their sects.
About nine hundred people gathered, but no one spoke.
It takes half a day to reach Yumyeongsan Mountain from Nakil-hyeon County Office.
Naturally, the faces of the masters of the sect were dark.
After a while, Gwangmyeongjincheon appeared.
The masters of the clan knew what Gwangmyeong Jincheon would say and pricked their ears.
When everyone was looking at Gwangmyeong Jincheon's mouth, the Gokbunjo union took a step forward.
“I will deliver the words of Gwangmyeong Jincheon. When the demon army reaches 500,000, he says, hit the rock with an egg, cross Baekri-ha and come up with countermeasures again.”
Since Baek Ri-ha is in Hansan-ju, they are saying that they will retreat to Hansan-ju.
Little by little, the faces of the dying masters of the clan were blushing.
The Venerable Gwangseong of the Chun Lei sect glanced at the face of Grand Master Yeonjeokha.
Originally, that was what the Grand Master said.
Even if Gwangmyeong-Jincheon ordered him to, he should have put up a great master, but he is a very careless person.
'Tsk tsk! Why don't you listen to what the Grand Master said?'
I know it's difficult for the gokbunjo union to behave, but that doesn't seem to be the case.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon will leave Guju, but he will have to spend the rest of his life with Master Dae.
While thinking about it, the Venerable Gwangseong sneaked up to the Grand Master.
“Daejangnim. By the time you cross Baekriha, the opinions of the clans will come together, right?”
“I guess so.”
I shook my head in a row.
To hear the news through Cheolligu, a spiritual creature that ‘goes a thousand li in a day’, by now the clans gathered in Ungcheonju and Suyakju must have known of Gwangmyeongjincheon’s request.
It takes about seven days from Zhongshan to Baekriha.
Considering the movement speed of Cheolligu, there was a high possibility of receiving an answer before crossing Baekriha.
“I think that the matter of astronomy should be decided by Grand Master.”
Venerable Gwangseong glanced at Yeonjeokha.
It wasn't just for flattery.
Except for the Beopyojong of Sabeolju and the Gwangyeomjong of Hwangcheonju, all accepted Yeon Jeokha as the Grand Master. That meant that the ownership of the Astronomical Gate belonged to Yeonjeokha.
Yeonjeokha also understood the meaning of the Venerable Kwangseong.
However, his remarks of support did not help much in the current situation.
This is because Gwangmyeong-Jincheon is not a person to listen to the opinions of the servants.
“Can’t you just say I can’t?”
“… … .”
The Venerable Gwangseong hesitated.
If it was a labor union that was angry, they would have said, “Don’t talk about trouble.”
However, the Venerable Kwangseong kept his moderation by remaining silent.
He smiled and turned his head away without pressing for an answer.
The world, no, the universe is not fair.
Whether in this world or in the underworld, in the end, the words of the powerful are the law.
In this tyrannical and selfish world, Gwangmyeong Jincheon's words were the law.
Suddenly, I thought it was a relief that the heavenly gates hadn't opened until now.
If so, a being like Gwangmyeongjincheon would have had greater power.
'Then it can't be.'
Yeonjeokha shook his head excitedly.
It seemed that he could finally understand the agony of the creator god.
I wonder if they haven't opened it even once since they built it!
Gwangmyeongjincheon slowly moved away.
He didn't use any other means, but his new weapon shot forward like an arrow.
The masters of the three schools followed suit, respectively, with Shinhaengbu, Eogumbihaeng, and Unjongsul.
His gaze turned to one side.
Two Jinin were running with Shimtong on a stretcher.
Judging by the Jade Cheong union standing close to him, it seems he ordered it.
He followed them while keeping a reasonable distance from the true men who were carrying shimtong.
Gwangmyeongjincheon is basically not a being that considers others.
He went down halfway up the mountain - he didn't want to go all the way down the mountain - he suddenly jumped into the air and jumped over to the other side.
The masters who followed with Unjongsul and Eogum Flight also crossed the mountain along Gwangmyeongjincheon.
However, Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng, who ran with Shinhaengbu, could not do so.
As a result, only Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng went down the mountain.
The Okcheong union and three unions led them down the mountain.
I clicked my tongue at the crossroads between the two rival groups.
He couldn't fly over the valley, so he was saddened to see the masters descending like ants in a row.
In any world, the weak suffer.
If Shimtong was healthy, he would have followed his lead without looking back.
But he had to watch him being carried away on a stretcher.
Because if something dangerous happens, everyone is supposed to take care of my life first.
Unlike the superiors, monsters were not easy opponents for Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng.
I went down the mountain following the Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng who were in a relationship.
As a result, Yeon Jeok-ha's choice was right.
After descending Mt. Yumyeong, the disciples of the sect could not advance a single step.
The bottom of the mountain was already full of monsters.
Heck, Nakil-hyeon was occupied yesterday, so it's not fast now.
Demonic spirits looked unusual even at a glance, befitting an army of demon gods.
He had a lion's head, about 3 meters tall, and in his hands he held an ax full of rust.
An ax the size of an adult's head seemed like it could be severed just by brushing against it.
“Kuhhhh-!”
The lion's head, having spotted a human, roared so that the mountain roared.
In an instant, lion-headed monsters nearby stomped and ran.
The monsters chopped down trees with axes and trampled miscellaneous trees with their feet.
Appropriate for its size, even the roads that were not there were pierced through the places where the monsters had passed.
The unions that identified the lion's head sprang forward.
The Okcheong union shouted loudly.
“Daebu Lion is a silver level monster! Do not try to fight back, nosa and nosa, and avoid your body in the direction of baekriha!”
In order to kill pensioners, it is possible to at least form a union.
That's what a silver level is like.
Even the labor union can't use its strength if the silver level monsters come in droves like now.
A true man can protect himself, but to the nosa and the warriors, the silver level monster was the same as the grim reaper.
At the word of pension, the nomads and servants, in a state of confusion, fled to the west.
The great messengers did not pursue the fleeing humans.
Rather, it advanced, encircling the humans who came down from the mountain as if it were a mole.
Before long, the leading unions and the big messengers confronted each other.
From the beginning, the Okcheong union had a high-level swordsman, Cheonjiroehaeng (天地雷行).
He couldn't use shallow moves against silver level monsters.
On the contrary, he could give other monsters around him an excuse to counterattack, so he had to kill them with one sword.
Rumble- Kwakwang!
The Jingeomgang fell like lightning from the dry sky.
The Daebu messenger standing in front of the Okcheong union collapsed backwards without even screaming.
He was instantly killed in one blow.
He killed a silver level monster in one blow, so he was truly a great swordsman.
If it was like a human, I might have lost my spirits, but the great messengers around me are monsters.
On the contrary, the swordsmith of the Okcheong union stimulated the hearts of the ambassadors.
That human swordsmith is strong, but only one is dead.
They were hundreds, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
“Kheheheheung!”
“Kreureung!”
Daebu messengers attacked the Okcheong union like a pack of dogs.
The three unions were scattered to the left and right of the Okcheong union.
When the fight started, the four unions were invisible because of the size of the ambassadors.
Between the roars of the messengers, ‘Zeng! Zeng!
There are limits to the four unions.
Won-yeong and seven-star or higher sages voluntarily supported the unions.
Among the Jinn of the Seven Stars and above, there were those who obtained the Sword Spirit.
Before long, colorful sword spirits soared above the heads of the ambassadors.
Jinin Yisan and Jinin Jeongcheong, who were carrying the stretcher, were only Wonyoung, three and four.
They stumbled as the road to the west was blocked.
Around such two people, Jinn who were less than seven stars of Wonyeong secretly gathered around them.
Among them, Punghak Jinin said.
“The number of silver level monsters continues to increase. If we continue like this, we will all die. Let's each plan for a way to live, and then let's meet again at Baekriha.”
However, Isan Jinin could not agree with that statement.
In the end, it is said that each person should live on their own, but this is because it is not possible to carry a stretcher.
“Look. Shimtong Jinin, why are you trying to find your own way to live?”
Punghak Jinin did not seem to have heard.
As the roar of the monsters grew louder, the number of Jinin who agreed with the opinion of the Jinin of Punghak increased.
Then, the Jinn of the Punishment gathered them together and broke away from the ranks of the Jinn.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was hiding from a distance and watching what the Jinn were doing, shook his head.
“So it is. You do not disappoint.”
Even so, just knowing that there are two true men who have not abandoned their shimtong is a great gain.
Perhaps there is such a thing as altruism in this damn world.
That's when he's just thinking about it.
As half of the Jinin fled to the side road, Jinin Isan and Jinin Jeongcheong also put down their stretchers.
"uh? uh? no. do not do that."
He didn't want to give up any hope for the people of the Savior he had a rivalry with.
But still.
The bodies of Isan Jinin and Jeongcheong Jinin slipped away from the stretcher.
Yeonjeokha, who did not want to see any more ugliness, blew a long whistle.
“Wheeiik-!”
The whistling sound of tremendous power swept through Yumyeong Mountain like a typhoon.
The messengers of the gods, who were violently throwing axes, turned their heads around in surprise.
In the gap where the attention of the ambassadors was distracted, the labor union and the Jinin took a step back.
As Yeonjeokha leaped into the air and performed fortune-telling, white clouds spread under his feet.
Yeonjeokha, who was flying with his fortune-telling technique, raised one hand to his sky.
He cut through the air as if he had waited, and a red-bodied sword spirit of the Nine Heavens manifested.
When Yeonjeokha pointed down with the sword, Gucheongeomryeong fell to the ground like an eagle.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Gucheongeomryeong is a sword with a blade width of one piece (about 3 meters) and a whopping ten pieces (about 30 meters) in length.
The Gucheon Sword Command has passed Every spot, be it a monster or a tree, was cut cleanly.
The great ambassadors who saved their lives escaped from the direction of the sword's movement, and ran away like a swarm of locusts.
The Nine Heaven Sword Spirit circled around the true people and disappeared like fog.
Then, a cloud that burned through the sky landed on the side of Shimtong.
The Jinn who ran away and the Jinn who tried to run away gathered around the Grand Master in one month.
Among them were Jinin Lee San and Jinin Jeongcheong.
The jade-cheong union, which had a life of its own, hurriedly ran and bowed its head in front of the master.
“Daejangnim. Thank you for saving me.”
"you're welcome. I have to thank you for saving the true men of the clan. You worked hard.”
I made eye contact with each and every one of the trade unions.
Life is so unpredictable.
Unions fighting against silver level monsters to save the true people.
It feels like the wounds in my heart that I received from the true people who ran away over their Shimtong are healed a little.
"Let's leave before it's too late."
At the words of Yeonjeokha, the unions immediately checked the condition of the Jinin who were fighting together.
Fortunately, most of them were minor injuries.
Considering the relentless use of the ax by the ambassadors, it could be said to be a miracle.
Under the leadership of the Okcheong union, the Jinn ran westward again.
Perhaps because Nosa and Bangsa were sent away first, the speed of movement was as fast as that of the flying sword.
Right after they left, monsters of all kinds flocked to Mt. Yumyeong like a tide.
Chapter 707 - Life is hard to predict
Yeongcheonju.
Nakil-hyeon, Cheongsanseong.
Tianlei sect Zhongshan Yumyeongsan.
In the early morning, the front yard of the Thunder Palace.
Masters of the Taesang, Cheonji, and Cheonroe sects stood in formation under the banners of their sects.
About nine hundred people gathered, but no one spoke.
It takes half a day to reach Yumyeongsan Mountain from Nakil-hyeon County Office.
Naturally, the faces of the masters of the sect were dark.
After a while, Gwangmyeongjincheon appeared.
The masters of the clan knew what Gwangmyeong Jincheon would say and pricked their ears.
When everyone was looking at Gwangmyeong Jincheon's mouth, the Gokbunjo union took a step forward.
“I will deliver the words of Gwangmyeong Jincheon. When the demon army reaches 500,000, he says, hit the rock with an egg, cross Baekri-ha and come up with countermeasures again.”
Since Baek Ri-ha is in Hansan-ju, they are saying that they will retreat to Hansan-ju.
Little by little, the faces of the dying masters of the clan were blushing.
The Venerable Gwangseong of the Chun Lei sect glanced at the face of Grand Master Yeonjeokha.
Originally, that was what the Grand Master said.
Even if Gwangmyeong-Jincheon ordered him to, he should have put up a great master, but he is a very careless person.
'Tsk tsk! Why don't you listen to what the Grand Master said?'
I know it's difficult for the gokbunjo union to behave, but that doesn't seem to be the case.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon will leave Guju, but he will have to spend the rest of his life with Master Dae.
While thinking about it, the Venerable Gwangseong sneaked up to the Grand Master.
“Daejangnim. By the time you cross Baekriha, the opinions of the clans will come together, right?”
“I guess so.”
I shook my head in a row.
To hear the news through Cheolligu, a spiritual creature that ‘goes a thousand li in a day’, by now the clans gathered in Ungcheonju and Suyakju must have known of Gwangmyeongjincheon’s request.
It takes about seven days from Zhongshan to Baekriha.
Considering the movement speed of Cheolligu, there was a high possibility of receiving an answer before crossing Baekriha.
“I think that the matter of astronomy should be decided by Grand Master.”
Venerable Gwangseong glanced at Yeonjeokha.
It wasn't just for flattery.
Except for the Beopyojong of Sabeolju and the Gwangyeomjong of Hwangcheonju, all accepted Yeon Jeokha as the Grand Master. That meant that the ownership of the Astronomical Gate belonged to Yeonjeokha.
Yeonjeokha also understood the meaning of the Venerable Kwangseong.
However, his remarks of support did not help much in the current situation.
This is because Gwangmyeong-Jincheon is not a person to listen to the opinions of the servants.
“Can’t you just say I can’t?”
“… … .”
The Venerable Gwangseong hesitated.
If it was a labor union that was angry, they would have said, “Don’t talk about trouble.”
However, the Venerable Kwangseong kept his moderation by remaining silent.
He smiled and turned his head away without pressing for an answer.
The world, no, the universe is not fair.
Whether in this world or in the underworld, in the end, the words of the powerful are the law.
In this tyrannical and selfish world, Gwangmyeong Jincheon's words were the law.
Suddenly, I thought it was a relief that the heavenly gates hadn't opened until now.
If so, a being like Gwangmyeongjincheon would have had greater power.
'Then it can't be.'
Yeonjeokha shook his head excitedly.
It seemed that he could finally understand the agony of the creator god.
I wonder if they haven't opened it even once since they built it!
Gwangmyeongjincheon slowly moved away.
He didn't use any other means, but his new weapon shot forward like an arrow.
The masters of the three schools followed suit, respectively, with Shinhaengbu, Eogumbihaeng, and Unjongsul.
His gaze turned to one side.
Two Jinin were running with Shimtong on a stretcher.
Judging by the Jade Cheong union standing close to him, it seems he ordered it.
He followed them while keeping a reasonable distance from the true men who were carrying shimtong.
Gwangmyeongjincheon is basically not a being that considers others.
He went down halfway up the mountain - he didn't want to go all the way down the mountain - he suddenly jumped into the air and jumped over to the other side.
The masters who followed with Unjongsul and Eogum Flight also crossed the mountain along Gwangmyeongjincheon.
However, Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng, who ran with Shinhaengbu, could not do so.
As a result, only Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng went down the mountain.
The Okcheong union and three unions led them down the mountain.
I clicked my tongue at the crossroads between the two rival groups.
He couldn't fly over the valley, so he was saddened to see the masters descending like ants in a row.
In any world, the weak suffer.
If Shimtong was healthy, he would have followed his lead without looking back.
But he had to watch him being carried away on a stretcher.
Because if something dangerous happens, everyone is supposed to take care of my life first.
Unlike the superiors, monsters were not easy opponents for Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng.
I went down the mountain following the Jinin, Nosa, and Bangsaeng who were in a relationship.
As a result, Yeon Jeok-ha's choice was right.
After descending Mt. Yumyeong, the disciples of the sect could not advance a single step.
The bottom of the mountain was already full of monsters.
Heck, Nakil-hyeon was occupied yesterday, so it's not fast now.
Demonic spirits looked unusual even at a glance, befitting an army of demon gods.
He had a lion's head, about 3 meters tall, and in his hands he held an ax full of rust.
An ax the size of an adult's head seemed like it could be severed just by brushing against it.
“Kuhhhh-!”
The lion's head, having spotted a human, roared so that the mountain roared.
In an instant, lion-headed monsters nearby stomped and ran.
The monsters chopped down trees with axes and trampled miscellaneous trees with their feet.
Appropriate for its size, even the roads that were not there were pierced through the places where the monsters had passed.
The unions that identified the lion's head sprang forward.
The Okcheong union shouted loudly.
“Daebu Lion is a silver level monster! Do not try to fight back, nosa and nosa, and avoid your body in the direction of baekriha!”
In order to kill pensioners, it is possible to at least form a union.
That's what a silver level is like.
Even the labor union can't use its strength if the silver level monsters come in droves like now.
A true man can protect himself, but to the nosa and the warriors, the silver level monster was the same as the grim reaper.
At the word of pension, the nomads and servants, in a state of confusion, fled to the west.
The great messengers did not pursue the fleeing humans.
Rather, it advanced, encircling the humans who came down from the mountain as if it were a mole.
Before long, the leading unions and the big messengers confronted each other.
From the beginning, the Okcheong union had a high-level swordsman, Cheonjiroehaeng (天地雷行).
He couldn't use shallow moves against silver level monsters.
On the contrary, he could give other monsters around him an excuse to counterattack, so he had to kill them with one sword.
Rumble- Kwakwang!
The Jingeomgang fell like lightning from the dry sky.
The Daebu messenger standing in front of the Okcheong union collapsed backwards without even screaming.
He was instantly killed in one blow.
He killed a silver level monster in one blow, so he was truly a great swordsman.
If it was like a human, I might have lost my spirits, but the great messengers around me are monsters.
On the contrary, the swordsmith of the Okcheong union stimulated the hearts of the ambassadors.
That human swordsmith is strong, but only one is dead.
They were hundreds, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
“Kheheheheung!”
“Kreureung!”
Daebu messengers attacked the Okcheong union like a pack of dogs.
The three unions were scattered to the left and right of the Okcheong union.
When the fight started, the four unions were invisible because of the size of the ambassadors.
Between the roars of the messengers, ‘Zeng! Zeng!
There are limits to the four unions.
Won-yeong and seven-star or higher sages voluntarily supported the unions.
Among the Jinn of the Seven Stars and above, there were those who obtained the Sword Spirit.
Before long, colorful sword spirits soared above the heads of the ambassadors.
Jinin Yisan and Jinin Jeongcheong, who were carrying the stretcher, were only Wonyoung, three and four.
They stumbled as the road to the west was blocked.
Around such two people, Jinn who were less than seven stars of Wonyeong secretly gathered around them.
Among them, Punghak Jinin said.
“The number of silver level monsters continues to increase. If we continue like this, we will all die. Let's each plan for a way to live, and then let's meet again at Baekriha.”
However, Isan Jinin could not agree with that statement.
In the end, it is said that each person should live on their own, but this is because it is not possible to carry a stretcher.
“Look. Shimtong Jinin, why are you trying to find your own way to live?”
Punghak Jinin did not seem to have heard.
As the roar of the monsters grew louder, the number of Jinin who agreed with the opinion of the Jinin of Punghak increased.
Then, the Jinn of the Punishment gathered them together and broke away from the ranks of the Jinn.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was hiding from a distance and watching what the Jinn were doing, shook his head.
“So it is. You do not disappoint.”
Even so, just knowing that there are two true men who have not abandoned their shimtong is a great gain.
Perhaps there is such a thing as altruism in this damn world.
That's when he's just thinking about it.
As half of the Jinin fled to the side road, Jinin Isan and Jinin Jeongcheong also put down their stretchers.
"uh? uh? no. do not do that."
He didn't want to give up any hope for the people of the Savior he had a rivalry with.
But still.
The bodies of Isan Jinin and Jeongcheong Jinin slipped away from the stretcher.
Yeonjeokha, who did not want to see any more ugliness, blew a long whistle.
“Wheeiik-!”
The whistling sound of tremendous power swept through Yumyeong Mountain like a typhoon.
The messengers of the gods, who were violently throwing axes, turned their heads around in surprise.
In the gap where the attention of the ambassadors was distracted, the labor union and the Jinin took a step back.
As Yeonjeokha leaped into the air and performed fortune-telling, white clouds spread under his feet.
Yeonjeokha, who was flying with his fortune-telling technique, raised one hand to his sky.
He cut through the air as if he had waited, and a red-bodied sword spirit of the Nine Heavens manifested.
When Yeonjeokha pointed down with the sword, Gucheongeomryeong fell to the ground like an eagle.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Gucheongeomryeong is a sword with a blade width of one piece (about 3 meters) and a whopping ten pieces (about 30 meters) in length.
The Gucheon Sword Command has passed Every spot, be it a monster or a tree, was cut cleanly.
The great ambassadors who saved their lives escaped from the direction of the sword's movement, and ran away like a swarm of locusts.
The Nine Heaven Sword Spirit circled around the true people and disappeared like fog.
Then, a cloud that burned through the sky landed on the side of Shimtong.
The Jinn who ran away and the Jinn who tried to run away gathered around the Grand Master in one month.
Among them were Jinin Lee San and Jinin Jeongcheong.
The jade-cheong union, which had a life of its own, hurriedly ran and bowed its head in front of the master.
“Daejangnim. Thank you for saving me.”
"you're welcome. I have to thank you for saving the true men of the clan. You worked hard.”
I made eye contact with each and every one of the trade unions.
Life is so unpredictable.
Unions fighting against silver level monsters to save the true people.
It feels like the wounds in my heart that I received from the true people who ran away over their Shimtong are healed a little.
"Let's leave before it's too late."
At the words of Yeonjeokha, the unions immediately checked the condition of the Jinin who were fighting together.
Fortunately, most of them were minor injuries.
Considering the relentless use of the ax by the ambassadors, it could be said to be a miracle.
Under the leadership of the Okcheong union, the Jinn ran westward again.
Perhaps because Nosa and Bangsa were sent away first, the speed of movement was as fast as that of the flying sword.
Right after they left, monsters of all kinds flocked to Mt. Yumyeong like a tide.
