Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 130

Published at 5th of May 2023 05:29:14 AM

"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus

Chapter 130 -  Old Sim is like a gun patrol

For the time being, Kun-Won and Jo-Jung, who were pushed out of the head count, gritted their teeth and glared at the heartache.

However, the warriors of Manri Sangbang, who had numerical superiority, were different.

In particular, Gyeong-cheom, the great owner, was directly insulted, and his face turned red.

“Look! Did you just call me a bastard?”

Kyeong-cheom glared at him as if he was going to eat him, but Gu Cheon-no-do and Shim-tong didn't even blink.

“Khehehehe! So, are you a bastard or a bitch?”

At the ridicule of heartache, the subordinates of Gyungcheom placed their hands on the handles of swords with teary faces.

If Gyeong-cheom had the provincial martial arts, he would have had an eye for recognizing opponents.

Unfortunately, he is only a prefecture-level master.

Naturally, he couldn't feel the intangible aura that shrouded Heartache's entire body.

"OK! this old man! Let's see how good you are! Guys! Hit!”

Gyeongcheom and the nine warriors pulled out their swords.

In an instant, the heartache screamed so much that the heavens and the earth shook.

“These dog breeders! How dare you take out a blade in front of the Green Forest Patrol! You're freaking out to die!”

The new form of heart pain suddenly disappeared on the spot and suddenly rose in front of the acupuncture points.

"omg!"

Before he could react, a heartache passed through him.

puck!

Gyung-chum felt lightning flash in front of his eyes and spun around.

Almost at the same time, the warriors in the far upper direction were also hit and knocked out one by one.

It was all over when the staggering Gyeongcheom managed to straighten his posture.

Heartong beat the warriors of the far upper reaches one by one and went back to his seat.

It was as if a strong typhoon had swept through it.

It was only then that Gyeong-cheom realized that the old man was a master in the world and just stared blankly at him.

Shim Tong, who was standing with his hands behind his back and a sullen expression, glared at Gyeong-cheom.

Gyungcheom, startled, shrugged his shoulders and lowered his gaze.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching it, said with a shocked face.

“Old Man Sim looks like a green forest patrol. There is no special escort.”

“Confucius, what do you mean by Hu Ge Ho Wei?”

"It means that the fox borrows the tiger's prestige and acts."

“Hehe! Yes, that's right. Confucius is the tiger and I am the old fox.”

Yeonjeokha shook his head excitedly.

It was written to tease him, but he seemed to have accepted the heartache as a description of his position.

Gyeongcheom could not take his eyes off the conversation between the young man and the old man.

'Is that ordinary-looking young man really a green forest patrol?'

Suddenly, rumours surfaced that “three famous martial artists in Jeongju were ruined because of him.”

I heard that even now disciples from there can't find a job in the upstream.

How dare you do such a vicious thing with such a benign, dazed-looking face!

You really can't tell just by looking at it.

At that time, Shim Tong asked, looking at Gyeong-chun and his companions.

“Confucius, what should we do with those ignorant bastards?”

“You want to do something mean again, so you ask that? When you get older, people should kill their blood and blood. Do you still think you're a teenager?”

“Oops! Are you mean? It's not like that. It's because I can't forgive those who ignore Confucius.”

“Did they ignore me?”

“I held a sword in front of Gongjnim, so I was terribly ignored. If those guys were in front of the Demon King, would you dare to draw your sword? I did it because it seemed easy.”

Kyeong-cheom, who was taken aback by the words, vehemently denied it.

“Oh no! Are you ignoring me? Absolutely not. We didn't know that the small cooperative was a green forest patrol. If I had known, I would not have touched the knife.”

“Shut up! this guy! The greatest of sins is the sin of ignorance! In front of whom are you rolling the crow's head? I'm afraid I'll grab him by the snout and rip him apart!"

Simtong, who was called Gumilbokgum in the past, was very annoyed at the opponent's absurd excuse.

He should be punished if he looked easy and insulted. Where is the bullshit!

'Hup!'

At the words of the ferocious heartache, Qingqian unconsciously covered his mouth.

If you are a green master, you really have more than that.

Yeon Jeok-ha frowned at the heartache’s words, “You looked easy.”

It seemed true that he knew who he was and left without knowing who he was.

The same goes for Kun-Won and Jo Jung, who secretly hide behind ChSoo Seol's group. They calmly tried to escape their anger by attracting Seol Chsu and his party.

'What about these people?'

Yeonjeokha, who looked around the warriors in the upper direction for a while, spoke.

“Old Sim.”

"yes."

“Let the fire burn all night. When the fire goes out or gets weak, break your limbs and throw them away.”

“Wouldn’t it be clearer to just cut it off?”

“Don’t make me say it twice.”

"Yes, I understand. did you hear from now on, take turns keeping the fire going. If there is any trouble with the fire, I will break your limb from limb.”

Kun-Won and Jo-Jung reluctantly nodded their heads.

It was a better thing than being handed over to Manri Sangbang, but my pride was subtly hurt.

The frustration that Gyeong-cheom and the others felt was no less than theirs.

It could be said that it was a lifelong shame to look like I had to manage the fire all night for the sake of the greening island.

Winter nights are long.

When you are homeless, it feels even longer.

Namgungcheon, who had been sitting blankly in front of the campfire, turned her head to Yeonjeokha.

"brother yeon."

"yes."

“I don’t even have time, so why don’t we try to dance for the first time in a while? Don't use your inner strength, just eat grass.”

The words were vague, but in fact, he was saying, “I want help in martial arts training.”

Yeonjeokha laughed.

Seeing that she wants to dance because time is running out, Namgungcheon is a natural martial artist.

“I see.”

Yeonjeokha readily agreed.

Unlike before, he was now accustomed to the control of the sword, so he was confident that he would not hurt Namgungcheon.

Half of the people sitting in a circle around the fire moved to the other side.

Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-cheon went to the other side and stood facing each other.

People squatted between the campfire and the wagon and looked at the two with curious eyes.

Jin Seol-ha, who had moved to beside Namgung-yeon, spoke quietly.

“I heard you met Yeon Sohyeop when you were young?”

"yes."

Namgoong-yeon has a calm face, probably because they became quite close to each other through their company.

“What was it like when you were little?”

“It was a bad situation.”

"yes?"

Jin Seol-ha's eyes widened at the unexpected answer.

She still doesn't know what Yeonjeokha went through at Waryongjang. So she couldn't understand the meaning of Namgoongyeon's words.

Just then, Yeonjeokha and Namgungcheon's dance began.

Namgungcheon first approached, stepping on Gungon Mujongbo, and she performed a great swordsmanship.

The rivalry lightly accepted his sword.

Chchchchang-.

A flamboyant sword strike went back and forth between the two.

Namgungcheon, who had been keeping a distance for a while, solved the twelve equations of the Great Yeongeombeop at once.

Namgungcheon, already a master of the sword, was good at controlling her distance.

The tip of her sword was pushed toward Yeonjeokha like a wave, but she abruptly withdrew.

In the case of Yeon Jeok-ha, although she said that she had sharpened her swordsmanship through actual combat, she was not as delicate as Namgung-cheon.

As such, her fight with Namgungcheon was of great help to him as well.

Her swordsmanship of Namgungcheon naturally went over to the emperor's sword type.

If the Great Yeongeombeop was calm and elegant, the King's sword style was literally the spirit of the king.

Even though she didn't carry her history, her sword wind spread out effortlessly.

Unknowingly, I applied the Gucheonsei Law and received it.

Now, without being conscious of it, they are freely moving in and out of the border between herbivorous and non-vegetarian food.

Namgungcheon couldn't help but admire the appearance of such a Yeonjeokha.

At first she was just trying to push but now she's smooth in and out.

Because Namgungcheon was in front of her outsiders, she did not bring out her final cut, the Changgung Muae Swordsmanship.

Of course, there were no samurai who could understand it just by seeing it, but didn't they say everything was okay!

When Namgungcheon returned to the Daeyeon Swordsmanship, a smile appeared on her younger brother's lips.

It feels kind of boring to end it like this.

with Chara.

Suddenly Yeonjeokha raised his sword with all his might, and Namgungcheon's sword bounced back.

In an instant, a new model under continuous loading shot forward.

At the same time, a sword fell from the top like lightning.

It is the yongmu heaven for this ceremony of the Gucheonsebeop.

It was not the application of herbivore, but the dragon dance that was decided and unfolded from the beginning was terrifying.

Even though she did not use her strength, the sword wind from the tip of her sword rushed towards Namgungcheon.

"omg!"

Surprised, Namgungcheon shook his sword flamboyantly, dodging with the Gungon Mujongbo.

Every time Namgungcheon's sword cut through the sword wind, the sound of tearing silk could be heard in the air.

The emperor sword type and the great sword method were jumbled together.

Later, herbivores of unknown origin poured out of Namgungcheon's hands.

As if possessed by something in her, Namgungcheon swung her sword nonstop.

At the end of the heavenly business, she raised her heels slightly as she straightened her sword.

Easy-.

With her creepy voice, a blade-like sword wind flew into Namgungcheon's chest.

Namgungcheon, who was almost in a trance, instinctively raised her sword.

It is the flag ceremony of the Changgung Muae Sword.

Even in the face of her attacking sword wind, Namgungcheon did not move like a stone statue.

Dig.

Her Namgungcheon sword didn't move, but her sword wind scattered.

Even though her danger was gone, Namgungcheon did not move for a long time, immersed in her thoughts.

The fight between the two ended with that.

The eyes of Geonwon, Daeju of Tongcheondae, and Gyeongcheom, Daeju of Socheondae, of Malli Sangbang met.

Geonwon could tell from Gyeongcheom's eyes that he, too, did not know the man's identity.

'There's not one or two masters out there!'

I didn't even use my strength, but such a strong sword wind?

That was the case, but I only saw the flash of the sword, but the sword path did not catch my eye. All I could hear was the sound of swords clashing non-stop.

Even so, who is that man in his thirties?

'The posture he showed at the end was like the height of motion in the middle of the day... … .’

It's amazing that you can do that in your thirties.

When the dance was over, a sigh flowed from Jin Seol-ha's mouth.

"ha! It's finally over. But what do you mean things weren't good before? Did the Yeon So-hyeop family get caught up in Moorim’s dispute?”

"Well, I think you'd better hear that for yourself."

Namgung-yeon thought, 'I shouldn't discuss with others about the painful past of Yeonjeok-ha'. That It was a matter for Yeonjeokha to decide whether to speak or not.

"Ah yes."

Didn't ask for more quick-witted swearing.

After watching the dance, the warriors in the upper direction did not even try to make eye contact with Yeonjeokha's party.

They worked diligently all night carrying sticks to make a fire.

The green forest patrol did not even think of running away because they knew where they belonged.

next day.

As the day dawned, he sent warriors from the upper reaches who were fighting enemies.

The samurai from the upstairs, who had been drooping from working all night, dispersed with faces saying they had survived.

A thirsty man digs a well!

The director, who had been chewing on the frozen dried rice, walked the pot once again.

It was when Yeon Jeok-ha and his party gathered around the bonfire and sniffed the smell with happy faces.

The masters of Gwangmyeong Manor appeared like ghosts and surrounded the surroundings.

Chapter end