Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 354



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 354

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Wei Jin-hak held a grudge against the imperial family of the Han Dynasty, which currently ruled the Central Plains.

It wasn’t just because they were the ones who drove the Cheonmasingyo out of Xingang.

Not only had the youngest priest, Ilmok, almost died several times due to the conspiracy of the former head priest, Deungbi, but two of his priests had already lost their lives.

Even Wei Jin-hak was able to hear this sad truth from Eun Wi-gak-ju only after he ascended to the position of cult leader.

This was because Hyukryeon Il-hwi, who was his teacher and former Heavenly Horse, kept this fact secret in order to avoid war.

It wasn’t that the previous Cheonma was afraid of war. It was just that the Cheonma Sect, which was in a revival phase, calculated that if it could gain strength for another ten years, it would be able to conquer the Central Plains.

Wi Jin-hak, who became the leader of the Hyukryeon Il-hwi, upheld his teacher’s will and suppressed his anger, trying to accumulate power for the remaining eight years.

“Not only did they plant that guy, Deungbi, in our new religion, but it seems like they’re plotting something within the Central Plains as well.”

Wi Jin-hak, who checked the letter that had flown in from Ilmok, felt it intuitively.

Perhaps, against his will, he will become entangled with the royal family again.

“First, please convey the contents of this letter to the Shadow Guardian and the third priest. The pursuit has been quite sluggish lately, but it seems that we can find another way.”

Wi Jin-hak said this and handed the letter to Eun Wi-gak-ju.

After it was revealed that Dengbi and the royal family were entangled, Amyeonggakju and Seo Wanpyeong were chasing after him with all their might.

However, since they had also noticed the pursuit of the Cheonmasingyo, most of the traces had disappeared and the pursuit had become sluggish for a long time.

Even the Silver Mirror Group, which could be considered the biggest clue, collapsed overnight, and Amyeonggak suspected that it was the work of his classmates.

The problem was that even if we assumed it was the work of a classmate, there was no trace left.

In the midst of all this, traces suspected to be imperial were discovered in a completely different place, so this could be considered an opportunity to accelerate the pursuit.

“I will follow your orders.”

After paying his respects, Eunwi-gak-ju took the letter that Wi Jin-hak had given him and left the temple.

Wi Jin-hak, left alone, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

He also thought about his teacher who had given him countless teachings.

Although he had never seen Ilmok before, the images of priests who had been with Wei Jinhak for more than ten years came to mind. The images of priests who had died after being caught up in Deng Fei’s conspiracy.

As he recalled the images of those priests, the black flame that had been quietly burning deep within the mental world of Wei Jinhak rapidly grew in size.

– Burn the world.

– It is to return everything to nothing, without leaving even a single life behind.

Another self named Cheonma has been tempting Wei Jin-hak.

Perhaps because it involves the imperial family, the flames are growing stronger than usual.

Wi Jin-hak, who had been looking at the flames for a moment, gave a harsh rebuke.

“Shut up!!”

Wi Jin-hak, who had been glaring at his other self beyond the flames with hot eyes, soon raised his head and looked at the sky.

His soul, which was looking up at the sky in the imaginary world, seemed to rise into the air for a moment as if it was being sucked in.

Flash.

When Wei Jin-hak woke up from his meditation and opened his eyes, his eyes, which had been momentarily engulfed in black light, quickly returned to their original color.

Wi Jin-hak, who had succeeded in controlling the spirit of Cheonma Shingong, let out a light sigh.

“Phew.”

Wi Jin-hak, who realized that if he recalled the memories of the priests who had already left, his mind would be filled with anger again, decided to change the direction of his thoughts.

In a slightly more positive direction.

“It seems like it was a good idea to send the youngest to Jungwon.”

When Wi Jin-hak thought about the youngest’s ability to find and pass on such important information, a smile naturally appeared on his face.

* * *

Meanwhile, Ilmok was telling Taegeukgeomseon about what had happened in Pyeongryanghyeon.

“The souls of more than a hundred civilians from Pyeongryang County were absorbed by this sword. When I first saw it, it was a sword that exuded such a strong evil spirit that I didn’t dare touch it.”

“Why did you leave that sword behind?”

“I originally planned to destroy it. So I took it aside and went down the mountain, but the vengeful spirits came to me in my dreams.”

Ilmok added that he had finished explaining the incident where he went to Pyeongnyang-hyeon with the beggars of Gaebong to appease those spirits.

“As the common people of Pyeongryang-hyeon escaped the nightmare of Hojeopcho, most of the magic energy of the demon sword disappeared. Perhaps because it was originally a sword of the Blood Sect, there is still a minimal amount of magic energy left, but since the vengeful spirits acknowledge me, I have no problem using it.”

“Immeasurable Life Buddha. I understand your efforts and those of the Maitreya Buddha. However, it is still dangerous.”

At the words of the Taegeuk Sword Master, who urged the Ascension Sword to be destroyed immediately, the Ascension Sword let out a loud cry.

Ilmok answered, tapping the ascending sword once as if to appease it.

“If you destroy it because it’s dangerous, shouldn’t you destroy all the famous new soldiers in this world? While gaining a reputation as a new soldier, these weapons have killed hundreds or thousands. Also, this black blood cult is very useful in dealing with them.”

“???”

When everyone around him, including Taegeuk Sword Master, looked at him with expressions of incomprehension, Ilmok added.

“Once in Nanju, the Blood Cult tried to spread an epidemic.”

Ilmok, who had told me about that time, also explained what happened in Sacheonbi-dong.

How he was able to quickly notice the Blood Cult’s trap and help Biryonggakju and Chugae stop the Blood Cult’s plot.

finally.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t told you this story yet. The Blood Cult is still alive. I found out about that too thanks to this guy.”

Even the incident of saving the dragon’s face in the northern grasslands.

After hearing the entire explanation, Taegeuk Sword Master frowned with a serious expression.

“Are you saying that we were all deceived by the Blood Cult?”

“Yes. Currently, Gaebong and Cheongseong are also moving to find their traces again. This is the same for our Mireukmyungyo.”

“…Immeasurable Life Buddha. This wasn’t the time to be like this.”

Taegeuk Sword Master spoke to Yunbaek Dojo.

“This tide will return to the shaman first, so you stay here for a few days and then return.”

“Your Majesty, I will do it together.”

“Don’t worry, old man. You’ve come a long way. Shouldn’t you at least let out some of your sorrow?”

“one….”

When Yun Baek Dojo made a complicated expression, Taegeuk Geom Seon spoke with his original gentle expression.

“Or maybe you’re worried that this old man might get dementia and lose his way back to the shaman? Hehehe.”

“No, it is not right, Your Majesty. How could I dare to have such a profane thought?”

“Hehehe. Then don’t worry and come back after spending a few days here.”

Yunbaek Dojo looked thoughtful for a moment, then took the lottery ticket and answered.

“I will do so, Your Majesty.”

Hwang Bo-ak, who had been watching their conversation for a while, joined in with a hearty laugh.

“Hahaha. Our Hwangbo Sega will also be returning to Shandong soon. At that time, our Hwangbo Sega will accompany the Unbaek Dojo and stop by Mt. Mudang. Senior Taegeuk Sword Master, ah, I think we need to tell Sega about the Blood Sect in advance, so would it be okay if a few of our children accompany you?”

“Hehehe. I am grateful for Hwangbo’s consideration.”

In response to Taegeukgeomseon’s answer, Hwangboak gave instructions to Sega’s family members to prepare paper and brushes.

After Hwang Bo-ak wrote a letter to the king in a bold handwriting that suited his personality, he called in several warriors.

“You guys take this letter and return to Sega first.”

As the situation seemed to have been sorted out, Taegeuk Sword Master was the first to greet Ilmok with a prize.

“I’m sorry for having to go back so quickly.”

“Isn’t that what it is? Don’t worry about it.”

After exchanging brief greetings, Taegeuk Sword Master looked at Ilmok’s side with a worried expression and added.

“I will refrain from telling you to destroy the sword, but please be careful not to let it fall into the hands of the Blood Cult or the wicked. If it falls into the hands of the wicked, it is a demonic sword that will cause a bloody disaster.”

“It may sound arrogant to hear it from Taegeuk Swordsman Senior, but I am not someone who can be easily defeated.”

Taegeuk Sword Master, who had been looking at the masked man for a moment, nodded as if he understood.

I had watched several rounds of fighting between Cheokpaemyeong and the masked man, and I had also watched the fight with Hwangbo Gaju a little while ago.

As the man said, he wasn’t someone who would have his sword taken away so easily.

* * *

Since the sutras of Mireukmyungyo were a place where believers constantly came and went, Ilmok gave one of the entire kiru under Mireukmyungyo to the guests.

In a room that was originally a special room for that knight, Hwang Bo-ak and two women were having a conversation.

“Father, do you really think that guy is Se-hee’s match?”

When Hwangbo Yeon asked in disbelief, Hwangbo Ak burst into hearty laughter.

“I was somewhat sincere.”

“To what extent, and to what extent, is it sincere?”

“There was also an intention to test him.”

For some reason, Hwangbo Yeon remembered what Hwangbo Sehee had said at Hwangbo Ak’s answer.

“… Are you testing to see if he is the kind of man who would easily fall for a woman’s beauty?”

“Hahaha. That’s right.”

It was not something that a daughter would think of, but for some reason, the phrase “the story of a daughter who is not a husband” came to mind for Hwangbo Yeon.

“So what would you have done if he had accepted the offer?”

It was a question asking whether he really intended to marry off Se-hee, whom he cherished so much.

“Hmm. In the process of preparing for the wedding, wouldn’t it be possible to find out if he is truly a good person? Also, if there are no problems, wouldn’t it be a good thing? You can get Gansu without getting a drop of blood on your hands.”

“… Even though he had formed an alliance through marriage, he did not seem like the kind of man who would easily do whatever his father said.”

“Hahaha. Even so, there is a rule between a son-in-law and a father-in-law. Do you think he would have disobeyed me so easily?”

Unlike the bear-like behavior, Hwang Bo-ak had his own calculations.

“But it seems like that man had no intention of marrying Se-hee in the first place. So, this assumption doesn’t seem to have much meaning.”

Hwang Bo-ak muttered with a truly regretful expression.

Hwangbo Yeon couldn’t hide her bewilderment at the contrast between how she had cared for Hwangbo Sehee so much in the past.

‘So you really liked that guy?’

Hwangbo Yeon also proposed an alliance because he thought the man who was the incarnation of Maitreya was trustworthy, but his father met the man for the first time today, so it was a different story.

It was a minor misunderstanding.

Hwangboak was not simply looking at the incarnation of Maitreya as a potential son-in-law for his youngest daughter.

The emergence of the Blood Cult and the Maitreya Cult. The sudden change in the actions of the martial arts leader.

The balance of power that had been maintained for decades was being greatly shaken.

Even the Amipa, who was a member of the Gupailbang, was taken over by the Mireukmyungyo and became a sect.

Hwang Bo-ak, who had lived as the leader of a force, could instinctively know.

A fierce storm was about to hit the huge lake of Murim that had been stagnant for a while. A huge storm that would make the war with the Blood Cult that had been going on until recently seem like nothing more than child’s play.

In such dangerous times, a trustworthy and strong ally was needed.

In Hwangbo-ak’s opinion, the rising sacred religion, Mireukmyungyo, was that trustworthy and strong ally.

He wanted to form an unbreakable alliance by marrying his beloved youngest daughter.

In fact, there was a bit of this intention behind Hwang Bo-ak’s request for a wedding as if he was throwing a tantrum.

Because I wanted to gauge the true power of the one who is said to be an incarnation of Maitreya.

‘Hahaha. I was going to take off the mask just in case, but it’s really too bad.’

Hwang Bo-ak wanted to personally confirm the identity of the mysterious master.

Honestly, I believed everything else but one thing.

‘It was hard to believe that he was already thirty-nine. Not only was he skilled, but he also seemed to have considerable practical experience.’

Because I couldn’t believe his age.

‘He just looks younger after being completely reborn. I wonder if he’s actually my age.’

Hwangbo Ak could not even imagine that Ilmok was a year younger than his youngest daughter, Hwangbo Sehee.

* * *

one side.

While Hwangbo Gaju and his daughters were talking, Ilmok was also talking to the maids.

“Do you really believe them, Confucius?”

To Jin Ha-yeon’s question, Ilmok shook his head and answered.

“I sincerely hope that the alliance will last until the end, but I know that the possibility is slim.”

The alliance could be maintained as long as it was the Maitreya religion, but if it was revealed that it was the Cheonmasin religion, problems were bound to arise.

“So, how do you plan to move forward?”

Jin Ha-yeon asked Ilmok about his intentions in order to move in line with his plan, and Ilmok answered the question with a cold expression.