Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 356



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 356

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Ilmok opened his mouth to speak to the people.

“Anyway, it looks like they’ll take care of the northern part themselves, so we just need to control the interior. Including the upper class, Gansu, and Sichuan. The Sejaks will definitely sneak in and try to get information.”

“Since the followers of the Maitreya sect believe in us anyway, I don’t think there will be a big problem. I will only warn those who have come from the new sect to be careful.”

After discussing the future, the Shibis left the palace to convey Ilmoku’s instructions.

Ichimoku, who was left alone, finally raised his head and looked at the ceiling with a somewhat regretful expression.

There was one thing that Ilmok did not mention to the Sibi.

The fact that all the countermeasures he mentioned were just stopgap measures.

They were all just measures to buy time, and they could not fundamentally completely stop the war with the Murim Alliance.

‘I wish I could fool you for more than five years, but that would be difficult.’

Since Ilmok had not become a cult leader, he had not heard the message of Hyukryeon Ilhwi, which was only passed on to Eunwigakju.

The message was to crouch down for ten years and build up strength in order to recover the Central Plains.

However, even though he had not heard the message, Ichimoku was thinking the same thing as Hyukryeon Ilhwi.

I think it is dangerous to fight the entire Central Plains with only the power of the Cheonma Shingyo.

Not only was it difficult to win, but even if you did win, there was a much greater chance that you would lose more than you gained.

Having worked as a civil servant in his past life, Ichimoku knew very well that winning a war and governing the territory you have conquered were two entirely different matters.

Because I had the experience of rolling around at the bottom and fighting with the people.

It was a world where even in territories ruled by a single state for decades, people turned a deaf ear to what their officials said. But if those who were hostile forces tried to rule, there was no way they would listen to them.

To occupy and rule this vast Central Plain, it was necessary not only to win the war, but also to have a significant manpower reserve after the war.

So, this was an attempt to buy time somehow.

Because I needed time to build up more strength.

“… It would be nice if we could form an alliance.”

Was it because of regret? Ilmok muttered to himself.

I wonder how great it would be if their alliance could continue even after their identities were revealed.

As I was thinking about the alliance, Ilmok suddenly remembered something he had learned while studying Korean history.

A historian of Goryeo who united local aristocrats and established a single kingdom.

‘Hmm. Maybe it would be better to introduce Hwangbo Se-hee to the ambassador?’

Strictly speaking, I was thinking of forming a marriage alliance with the Sega, which was no different from the local aristocrats. Since the Grand Master was still single anyway, I thought it would be a good idea to take a wife who was around twenty-nine years old.

‘I can’t marry a beggar or a Taoist priest, so I won’t be able to eat anything.’

Ichimoku’s expression, which had been snickering and laughing as he thought of a trivial thought, soon changed.

As I was thinking about random thoughts, a strange number came to mind.

There was only one way to maintain the current alliance even if the identity of the Cheonmasingyo was revealed.

‘A bigger enemy will emerge.’

Originally, the simplest way to control internal enemies was to create a bigger enemy outside.

The problem was, from the perspective of the political faction in the Central Plains, who would be a greater enemy than the Demonic Cult?

‘The blood sect… honestly, it’s ambiguous.’

It was an unspeakable evil, but from the standpoint of the political party, there was no need to go to the extent of joining hands with the Cheonmasingyo to deal with it.

What if the zombie they’re hiding is a monster of unimaginable proportions?

‘The royal family is also ambiguous.’

If the real culprit who massacred thousands of people as predicted by Ichimoku and disguised it as the Blood Cult’s doing was the imperial family, then they committed an act just as horrible as the Blood Cult.

But, that alone felt a little lacking.

In any case, rebelling against the royal family was treason.

‘Considering the fact that we have hidden our identities and lied, we need something bigger. Something that will cover up all the problems and make it so that the allies cannot let go of us…’

As he was thinking about that, Ichimoku looked up at the ceiling and sighed while laughing heartily.

“Still, it’s fortunate that there is at least a slight possibility.”

If the real culprit behind the massacre in Guizhou was the imperial family, there was still one unsolved mystery left.

The purpose for which they committed such a terrible atrocity.

Perhaps the purpose, which has not yet been revealed, could be the last piece that will complete the picture drawn by Ichimoku.

* * *

Two days later.

“I guess we’ll just go now.”

Hwangbo Ak left Nanju with Hwangbo Yeon, Hwangbo Sehee, and their family members. Unbaek Dojang, who came from the shaman world, was also with them.

Ilmok treated them with sincerity and often took the time to talk to Hwangbo Ak, Hwangbo Yeon, and Unbaek Dojang.

Even Ilmok engaged in a fight with Unbaek Dojo, who was much more powerful than him.

Although he did not teach him directly, he dealt with him for over thirty years.

If it was the talent of the Yunbaek Dojo, it was enough to realize something.

It’s just that Ichimoku’s growth rate is bizarre. Yunbaek Dojo was also an outstanding talent who succeeded in reaching the peak of his power at the young age of thirty.

Was it because of that rain, or was it because all the believers of the Mireukmyungyo religion living in Nanju looked happy?

Yunbaek Dojo was leaving Nanju with a confident expression.

“Immeasurable Life Buddha. As the two assistants said, the Maitreya teachings are definitely good people. No matter what anyone says.”

While having this conversation with Hwangbo Yeon and Hwangbo Sehee, who I have been spending the last two days with.

If he had seen it at first glance, he would have smiled with satisfaction.

The reason he even went to the trouble of fighting with Unbaek Dojo was to gain their trust.

There was definitely a possibility, however weak, that the alliance with them would not be broken.

When their appearance was completely out of sight in Nanju, Ilmok turned his head and looked at the Sibbi.

“The people I need to be careful of have already left, so I guess I should go there and check it out.”

“If so, where are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about the religious education center.”

In the past, an institution was created to filter out Haomen’s works. The Faith Education Center.

It was originally a training facility for new converts, but its purpose has now changed.

A place where only the most faithful followers of the Maitreya Buddhism are selected and called in, and the truth of the Maitreya Buddhism is taught.

* * *

The next day.

The group that set out on a journey arrived at the religious education center.

At this time, when the Murim Alliance’s new recruits were starting to arrive, this place was quite a dangerous place.

Because if those who heard the truth here had said something wrong, all their efforts could have gone down the drain.

But, on the contrary, it was also the place that was most needed at this time.

Worst case scenario. If the secret is discovered by the Murim Alliance much earlier than originally anticipated.

This could be the last bastion.

Even after the warriors of the Cheonmasin Sect retreated to Xingang to avoid a war they were not yet prepared for, the believers who received education here would be able to remain in the Central Plains and act as a sort of vassal state.

So, Ilmok wanted to confirm it with his own two eyes.

What kind of education is provided here? Are the believers who receive education here truly trustworthy believers?

Ilmok entered the building secretly, guided by an instructor in charge of training there, so as not to disturb those receiving training.

Following the instructor’s instructions, the training scene unfolded before Ichimoku’s eyes as he arrived at his destination.

“After eons of time have passed, Maitreya will recreate this world.”

On the podium, an instructor was preaching the doctrine.

“Ahhh. Oh Maitreya.”

“Save us.”

Below, the most devout followers of the Maitreya Buddhism were eagerly responding to the sermon.

“Close your eyes and recall your memories. Those who tormented you. Those who forced suffering upon you.”

“Ahhh.”

“It’s so horrible.”

At the instructor’s instructions, some people closed their eyes and shed tears, while others trembled and looked terrified.

There was a woman who was kidnapped by a black man and sold to a thief, and was forced to sell her body, and there was a middle-aged man who had all his property taken away by a man demanding that he repay the money he had lent.

Those whose wounds had been gradually healing with the appearance of the Maitreya Buddha were crying sadly as they recalled the memories of that day.

“The Maitreya that our Maitreya religion awaits is a god who will forgive all the wicked and bear all the sins of the world alone.”

“Ahhh.”

“Oh Maitreya!!”

“Save us from suffering!”

Originally, the doctrine of the Maitreya Buddhism was nothing more than the doctrine of the Cheonmasingyo with a thin layer of Buddhist teachings added to it.

“Then I ask again: What would it take to recreate the world?”

“It is destruction.”

“Punish all evil and grant us peace.”

“The coming of Maitreya! May all people be saved!”

And now the instructor standing on the podium was carefully removing the additional cloth, little by little.

“One, the world calls this destruction. This act of destroying the original rules evil.”

“No! It’s not!”

“Maitreya is not an evil person!!”

As the believers shouted as if they were speaking in tongues, the instructor shook his head.

“Oh, evil is evil. Moreover, Maitreya even carries that stigma, so he calls himself evil. Since he is the greatest evil who punishes all evils that disturb the world, we must call Maitreya like this. The demon who does not kill evil. The greatest demon among such demons. The greatest demon sent down by heaven. That is, the heavenly demon.”

“Ahhhhh….”

At the instructor’s last words, those listening to the sermon began to tremble as if they were about to have a match.

“Listen! We are those who await the One who will purify the world of evil! However, the world will call him evil who breaks the rules, and will punish us who follow him! Therefore, we must call him Maitreya, not Cheonma, and await his coming! Do you understand?”

“I will do so! I will do so!”

“Please save us!!”

As believers began to speak in tongues everywhere, the instructor struck the moktak and muttered a spell, either to appease or to incite them.

“The coming of Maitreya. All people will be saved.”

“The coming of Maitreya!! May all people be saved!!”

As the believers became deeply immersed in the sermon and responded, the spells he recited changed.

“The coming of the heavenly horse. May all fortunes come true.”

“Heavenly horse has arrived!! May all fortunes come true!!!”

The believers shouted loudly, praying that all the troubles that had been tormenting them would disappear.

“… … .”

Ilmok, who had been watching the scene from behind with bated breath, soon turned around and left the religious education center.

It was truly a bizarre sight.

I could tell at a glance that there was nothing special about that education.

It wasn’t like they gave me some strange drug like that guy from Gwigokja, nor was it like they tied me up and brainwashed me by forcing me to repeat sermons over and over again.

If that was the kind of education it was, I would have come forward and punished the instructors here and destroyed the training center.

The sermon just now was just telling the truth.

If we really want to be picky, there may be some cleverness in the way he speaks, but even so, it was just nonsense that would not make sense if you did not believe in the Maitreya teachings.

That is why Ilmok left the training center without any regrets.

‘… Those were definitely not reactions that could be shown through acting.’

The believers there were devout believers.

To those who had been trampled and exploited, the Maitreya religion and the Cheonmasin religion were like a single ray of light that could brighten the dark sky.

In other words, this was not a place to brainwash believers.

It was just a place to inform the faithful of the truth and to discipline them.

“With that level of sincerity, there’s no need to worry about betrayal.”

As long as the location of the religious education center was not revealed, there didn’t seem to be any particular problem.

“It’s all good, but….”

Ilmok, who was recalling the education he had received at the religious education center in his head, soon muttered with a trembling expression.

“… From now on, even if someone calls me a cult member, I won’t be able to refute them.”

It was a sight that gave me goosebumps all over my body at the religious faith of the fanatics.