Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 382



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 382

Seed (1)

For a moment, I watched the spirits ascending to heaven with blurry eyes.

“ha….”

Ichimoku let out a sigh of relief, but then fainted.

Up until now, I had only been holding on with my mental strength. It was already at the limit of my mental strength and internal injuries.

dump.

Just after the small sound of a tree collapsing echoed, someone’s evil scream was heard from far away.

“Nooooooooo~!!”

It was the scream of the blood cult.

The Blood Lord, who had been holding off the attack by using whatever magical powers he could get his hands on, realized a little too late that Cheonhyeol Gangsi had been attacked.

“joy.”

And then, with someone’s arrogant snort, the blood cult leader’s body was split in two.

Crunch!

“How dare you look away from my presence.”

After the death of the Blood Sect Master following the death of the Thousand Blood Sect Master, Yang Muja realized something and quickly took action.

He retrieved the sword that was blocking Cheonhyeolgangsi’s leg and tried to swing it at the unconscious Ilmok.

visor!!

“What the heck are you doing!!”

The King of Geul moved one step first.

He also moved his pair of swords that were holding Cheonhyeolgangsi to quickly block Yangmuja’s sword. In addition, Taegeukgeomseon was also aiming his sword at Yangmuja.

“What on earth are your intentions!!”

As the shepherd shouted in disbelief, the Buddha also raised his spirits and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

“Amitabha. That young man is also a wicked man who has mastered the art of magic.”

In order to stop such a disaster, Hwang Bo-ak also got down from Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s back and looked at the disaster.

“Do you think that you guys could dare to stop me?”

In the case of Geomjon, who was moving towards Ilmok without realizing it, Jin Ha-yeon and Jeong Hyeon, who had fought the Blood Cult Leader together, were blocking him.

In the midst of an atmosphere on the brink of another battle, someone’s calm and composed voice rang out.

“Please stop.”

The one who stepped forward was none other than Jegalmun, the head of the Jegal family.

“Zhuge Se-gae. Are you also willing to raise your hand for the demonic cult?”

Despite the fierce gaze of the shepherd, Jegalmun simply shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m not trying to take anyone’s side. I just wanted to intervene because it seemed like everyone needed to calm down a bit.”

As he said this, Zhuge Liang opened his fan to grab everyone’s attention and slowly moved the fan to sweep the entire battlefield.

“Look at this miserable sight. Is it really necessary to shed more blood here?”

“Huh. Judging from the way you’re stopping the fight, you’re definitely in cahoots with the Demonic Cult.”

Zhuge Liang did not care about the quarrel between the two men.

“There’s no guarantee that the Demonic Cult will win if they fight now, but there’s no guarantee that you’ll win either. As I said before, I only said that because I wanted to end the fight.”

As he said that, Zhuge Liang immediately pointed to one side of the battlefield.

“Look at that disciple of the Hyeongsan faction over there. If you show him to the doctor now, he might be able to save you, but if a fight breaks out again from now on, he’ll die a hundred out of a hundred times. Isn’t that right?”

Yang Wuzi was unable to respond to Zhuge Wen’s remarks.

“The others are the same. Buddha, the Sword, shouldn’t we save at least one of our disciples and family members?”

Buljon memorized the curse with a complicated expression, and Namgung Jin glared at Jegalmun with a look that seemed to kill him.

“…Amitabha.”

“It’s ridiculous that you, who have been just watching until now, are saying something like that.”

Strangely enough, Zhuge Liang showed a pleased expression on his face in response to Geomjon’s remark.

“You have spoken very well, Your Majesty.”

“!?”

“It’s not that I didn’t want to get involved in the fight either. I was just watching the situation because I was suspicious of the leader and the general’s intentions. And now, isn’t it certain? The Blood Cult wasn’t defeated. Well, it seems to have been defeated now.”

At Zhuge Liang’s suggestion, only then did Namgung Jin, Ambassador Gong Hwan, and Yang Muja recall a forgotten memory.

When Taegeukgeomseon and Geulwang entered the battlefield. This is the story they told.

“… So, is it really true that the leader was Dongchang’s lackey?”

In response to the question from the shepherd, Zhuge Liang folded his fan with a snap and answered.

“I don’t know.”

While everyone looked dumbfounded at his confident answer, he continued speaking confidently as usual.

“Shouldn’t we stop fighting all the more because we don’t know? It’s not too late to start fighting again after everything is certain.”

Immediately after Zhuge Liang’s words, silence fell over the battlefield for a moment.

Was it because his words disrupted the tense atmosphere?

“Tsk.”

Yang Mu-ja clicked his tongue with a displeased expression, took back his sword, and moved towards the seriously injured disciples of the Hyeongsan faction.

Buljon and Geomjon also seemed to hesitate for a moment, then walked towards the Shaolin monks and Namgung Sega’s warriors, respectively.

Naturally, King Geulwang and Taegeukgeomseon also moved to pursue the disciples of Gaeboong and Mudang, respectively, and the leader of Cheongseongpa approached the Cheongmok Jinin wearing blood-stained armor.

“Priest Cheongmok!!”

He had become a vengeful spirit and rushed at the Blood Cult Leader like a madman, and immediately after seeing the Blood Cult Leader being killed by Namgung Jin, he fainted.

In addition, while each person who had come to their senses was taking care of those related to them, only Hwang Bo-ak, who had no companions, stood by Ilmok’s side and endured.

Naturally, the demon cult members Jin Ha-yeon, Jeong Hyeon, and Guyang Moon used lightness techniques and approached Ilmok.

Jin Ha-yeon put her palm on Ilmok’s body with a rather serious expression and examined Ilmok’s condition.

‘My internal injuries are serious, but my energy is running wild.’

She turned her head and looked at the Heavenly Sword stuck in Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s abdomen.

She knew the functions of the Ascension Sword, so she could vaguely understand what was happening.

The culprit was the massive amount of blood energy that had flown over via the Ascension Sword. Since the one who had to control the blood energy had fainted, the blood energy was running wild like a wild horse.

“You two, from now on, chase after the Shinkyo’s unmanned people. I will do whatever it takes to save Confucius.”

“Trust me and leave it to me.”

“Oh, I understand, Captain Jin.”

Just after Goo Yang-moon and Jeong Hyeon followed her instructions, Hwang Bo-ak asked with a worried expression.

“Is there any way?”

“…there is one way.”

When Jin Ha-yeon answered with a determined expression, Hwang Bo-ak nodded and took a step back.

“Could you please stand guard from a distance to prevent anyone from interfering?”

“… From far away?”

Hwang Bo-ak asked back with a puzzled expression, but Jin Ha-yeon carefully hugged Il-mok instead of explaining anything further.

She carefully deployed her lightness attack and headed towards Cheonghaeho so as not to shock Ichimoku, who was already on the verge of exploding.

As the battlefield was not far from Cheonghae Lake, she arrived there soon after and first entered the lake while holding Il-mok in her arms, and they washed each other’s bodies.

And she left Cheonghae Lake, soaking wet from head to toe, and headed towards the nearby bushes. Then she spoke to Hwang Bo-ak, who had been chasing her to protect the law.

“Please stand there and protect the law.”

“Okay.”

Hwang Bo-ak found it difficult to hide his puzzled feelings as he answered her request.

‘What on earth are you trying to do?’

His curiosity piqued, he looked at Jin Ha-yeon, who had entered the bushes with her arms outstretched, then he was startled and quickly turned his back.

‘Bye, I thought the treatment you had in mind was Chae-eum-bo-yang-sul.’

It was because Jin Ha-yeon started taking off her clothes.

Hwang Bo-ak, who noticed what she was trying to do, not only turned his back, but also quickly walked away from the bushes.

Hwang Bo-ak was not such a bad adult that he would secretly watch other people’s medical procedures.

‘Ugh. If it weren’t for the Dharma, I could have just moved far away.’

It was difficult to completely get away, as there were still people nearby, such as Yangmuja, Geomjon, and Buljon, who were aiming for Ilmok.

So, Hwang Bo-ak, who had kept a suitable distance, tried to focus his mind in the direction where the enemies were.

To monitor their every move, in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

Meanwhile, Jin Ha-yeon heard Hwang Bo-ak walking and boldly took off her clothes, then began to take off Ilmok’s clothes as well.

As Hwang Bo-ak had expected, the treatment she had in mind was a type of Chae-eum-bo-yang-sul.

The various books I had obtained from the Podalap Palace. In addition, the methods of the Cheonmasingyo that I had learned through Dambin.

Although she had never actually used it in combat, she had a wealth of knowledge.

However, it was not a method of nourishing and nourishing the body that was possible simply through the books of Podalrap Palace or the teachings of Dambin.

This time, what she had to do wasn’t to breathe her energy into Ichimoku.

She was going to absorb the blood that was running wild in Ichimoku’s body.

‘… Even if I have to die, I must save Confucius.’

And this was something that cost her her life.

Blood energy was vitality, and it was much closer to yang energy than yin energy. It was just that the Blood Sect’s sorcery and the resentment of the vengeful spirits were added to change it into a strange energy.

However, since that evil energy had already been purified, the blood flowing through Ichimoku’s body could be said to be a true concentration of yang energy.

Because of that, Ilmok’s body became as hot as a fireball, and it was also because of this that Jin Ha-yeon went into Cheonghae Lake with Ilmok and washed her body.

To cool down the body heat even a little.

Although minimal first aid had been administered, a major problem still remained.

That’s right, the problem is that the martial arts that Jin Ha-yeon learned were the martial arts that dealt with the negative energy.

If she were to absorb that huge amount of yang energy into her body, she would cause a backlash against the yin energy of the minority magician, causing her to fall into a state of possession by fire, or in severe cases, her body would explode and she would die.

Despite being aware of that fact, Jin Ha-yeon moved boldly.

She continued to prepare for the Chaeumboyangsul based on the knowledge she had seen in the books of the Podalap Palace.

And when their bodies seemed at least a little bit ready, she accepted the first glance.

Perhaps it was because she had moved too hastily, as the details of the incident were critical. She felt a tingling pain in her unprepared body, but she gritted her teeth and endured the pain.

Instead, she simply focused on the knowledge in her head.

She moved her body in reverse using the secrets she had learned, and some of the blood that had been stirring through Ichimoku’s blood vessels through their touching bodies flowed into her blood vessels.

She began to absorb blood in earnest, and tried hard to focus on the secrets of the Bangjung Art and the secrets of the Soo-Magong Art.

The moment I realized the sensation of ants crawling all over my body, I was afraid that my concentration would be disrupted.

Saving a glance was a priority over pleasure.

As her blood flowed through her veins according to her will, the veins all over her body began to scream.

This was because the blood vessels that were handling the yin yang qi were flowing with the hot yang qi.

She gritted her teeth and endured the pain.

‘Confucius is the one who will become the god of the new religion in the future.’

Hold back your groans for a moment and absorb the blood.

She realized the serious problem too late.

‘… My bowl is woefully inadequate.’

She realized that her danjeon was not capable of containing all the blood energy that was troubling Ichimoku.

Even though I intentionally did not take a morning meal and performed the Chae-eum-bo-yang technique with my danjeon about two-thirds empty, in order to absorb as much blood energy as possible.

As the conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure tried to overwhelm her reason, she made a decision.

‘Weren’t you prepared to die anyway?’

The remaining yin energy of the minority demonic energy in the dantian began to escape the dantian and run through the blood vessels, then head towards the Ichimoku blood vessels through the bodies they touched.

She somehow managed to hold on to her fading consciousness and guided the yin yang energy that had dug into the blood vessels of Ichimoku.

According to the secrets of the Sousou Demonic Arts, which she had practiced every single day for half her life.

Then, Ichimoku’s body, which had been like a ball of fire, felt like it was cooling down a little.

And as the yin energy in her dantian was empty, she once again absorbed the blood energy flowing through the acupoints of Ichimoku.

Her danjeon, which had been formed to contain yin energy, screamed.

Even as my mind became clouded by the terrible pain that started from my danjeon and acupuncture points and spread throughout my entire body.

‘I have to… save… .’

She simply sent the evil spirit to Ilmok and continued her painful journey of absorbing blood.

* * *

Since when did it start?

“… … .”

Jin Ha-yeon was blankly staring at the world from the top of a familiar snowy mountain.

Now it was no longer a snowy mountain.

After escaping the extreme cold with the help of Ichimoku, the snow began to melt little by little and spring came.

The place was now burning red like a volcano.

The salt that started at the bottom of the mountain had already consumed the bottom and middle of the mountain and was approaching the summit.

“… … .”

How long had I been watching the mountain burn in silence?

As the flames rose to the top and threatened to burn her feet, her mind began to blur.

“Confucius!”

She was startled and hugged the portrait of Ichimoku next to her.

It was an instinctive movement. I didn’t even know why I moved that way.

Actions took precedence, and reason could only guess the reasons.

‘Confucius is the one who will become the god of the new religion. We must protect him at all costs.’

With that thought in mind, she hugged the portrait even more tightly, but then she realized a great contradiction.

At her feet, on a burning scroll along with her feet, was written the words [Cheonma Shingyo].

‘Why…?’

Did he take care of Confucius before the Cheonmasingyo, which could be said to be the purpose of his life?

As the flames burned all the hanging scrolls that read [Cheonma Shingyo], melting them down to her knees and past her feet, she searched for the answer to the question she had asked herself.

‘Because you are someone I can trust.’

Whatever problem occurred in the Cheonmasin Church, it seemed like Ilmok could solve it.

‘Because you are someone I can respect.’

At first glance, he seemed lazy, but now I knew. I had always watched him lead the development of the Cheonmasingyo.

‘Because you are someone I always want to be by my side.’

I wanted to revive the Cheonmasingyo religion with Ilmok. I wanted to help the poor living beings with Ilmok.

But all of those reasons were ultimately for the sake of the Cheonmasin Church, and she chose Ilmok over the Cheonmasin Church.

For all these reasons, the phrase “Cheonma Shingyo” was erased.

Someone you can trust, respect, and just want to be with without any conditions.

At that moment, as the flames that had consumed all of her legs shot up towards her upper body, she gripped the portrait of Ichimoku even tighter.

Even if her entire body melted away, she could not give up this portrait.

‘A person more precious than my life.’

How can we define those long and complicated sentences?

She turned her head without realizing it, looked at the face drawn in the portrait, and muttered.

“The one I love….”

She accepted the greatest emotion that she had been trying to ignore or had not recognized due to the interference of the minority magicians.

Yeah.

With a noise like something breaking, the world covered in flames began to change dramatically.