Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 191

Published at 8th of May 2023 10:04:46 AM

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

Chapter 191 - Why are you making me a bad person!

Southern directness.

League of Alliance.

doctor's office.

Until late at night, the representatives of Chilpai Moon and the people of the Moorim family remained in their place without being able to return to their lodgings.

The faces of the people sitting across from each other with the long table in the middle were frozen.

Ever since he heard the report about the Twelve Horsemen, the atmosphere had been chilly.

People were divided into the side called ‘enchantment’ and ‘there is no way they don’t know about the level of cheongwoon sword and hwayong reading mind’.

Perhaps because they are people with strong personalities, opinions seldom came together as one.

Jang Kang-ho, the leader of the storm, who became frustrated, handed over his burden to the musketeer, Shinki-su, Jegal Seung-woon.

“What do you think, Zhuge Lieutenant, on this matter?”

Among his aides, Jegal Seung-un was the wisest, so it was a wise decision.

People's eyes were focused on Jegal Seung-un.

“Even before that, reports of the Twelve Horsemen had been coming up from time to time. All of them were related to Yeonjeokha, the Green Forest Patrol. It is consistent with what the Zhengzhou branch witnessed while accompanying them. I think the ability of the twelve horsemen is most likely witchcraft.”

At the words of Jegal Seung-woon, the people once became agitated.

“Let me give you two reasons. The age of the first child. The thief, only 21 years old, skillfully dealt with the 12 horsemen who couldn't even handle the blue cloud sword. In fact, it is not surprising considering that there are many masters of Jwado visitation in Sapa. Because they are naturally skilled in divination.”

At Jegal Seung-un's explanation, even those who said it wasn't witchcraft nodded their heads.

The reason why they were shaken by Jegal Seung-un's words was because of the testimony that they "turned into thunder gods and demon dragons."

When doing something in the Jwado visit, it was a monster like a thunder god or a demon dragon that appeared without fail.

As people nodded, a satisfied smile appeared on Jegal Seung-un's face.

“The second is that there is no story about the activities of the Twelve Horsemen in the blood raid of Eunhajang and the Namgung family. In other words, it means that the strength of the twelve horsemen is insignificant. Uigidae and Namgungse’s martial arts would not have worked.”

After his words, Jegal Seung-un looked around at his group with a calm face.

Seeing everyone nodding their heads in unison, I felt a strain on my shoulders.

At that moment, a resounding voice came from the horse seat.

“The musketeer gave two reasons, but I cannot agree.”

It was Namgoongyeon.

An unnatural smile appeared on Jegal Seung-woon's face as he confirmed the speaker.

People said, 'There are two mountains in Nanjing'.

One of the two mountains rebelled against it.

Representatives of Chilpaimun looked at Namgungyeon and Jegal Seungun alternately with curious eyes.

It is only natural that this is a battle of spirit between the Namgung family, who were recently exterminated and excluded from the five generations, and the Zhugegal family, who are emerging in place of the Namgung family.

“I have heard of the reputation of Hwyong reading. Tell me where you disagree.”

Namgungyeon responded calmly to Jegal Seungwoon's request.

“First of all, you heard that Yeonjeokha is young. However, Kang-ho's martial arts rank is not determined by his suicide note. It is only the weak meat.”

People were very upset at her words.

right.

Excellence in martial arts and age have nothing to do with it.

To be honest, even within Chillpai Moon, the distribution and martial arts ranks were mixed up.

People soon stopped talking and paid attention to Namgung-yeon again.

“Secondly, you said that the Twelve Horsemen did not stand out in the bloodshed of Eunhajang and the Namgung family, but that is also a misunderstanding. The martial arts of the Baekdu Horse Army are close to that of a teenage master, and the twelve horse soldiers are at the level of elders and elders. In Eunhajang, there was Honsei Geomma Cheok Jin-gyeong, and in the Namgung family, there were Musan Nangrang, Lee Mae-hwa, and Wolhaseonja. It's just that the Twelve Horsemen didn't stand out because the famous religion was so strong.”

“… … .”

People's eyes turned to Jegal Seung-un.

Jegal Seung-un nodded his head with a calm expression, even though his pride could have been hurt.

Her point is not wrong.

She herself once had thoughts like that.

But that's all just speculation.

He collected the ‘results’ and made a more rational judgment.

“Namgung Sojeo’s point is not wrong. But it's all vague speculation, nothing has been proven.”

Namgungyeon did not lose and refuted.

"Isn't it speculation that the enchantment of visits to left places that the musketeer mentioned is also speculation?"

“Right. But behind my speculation lies a variety of information gathered by the Justice alliance. Doesn’t it seem like the Justice alliance report reached Sojeo Namgung?”

People laughed at the words of Jegal Seung-un.

There is no way that the information that the musketeer of the Jeongeui Maeng comes in contact with and that of the Namgung family, who have gone extinct.

With that one word, the atmosphere was settled.

Namgung-yeon did not refute further and quietly withdrew from the debate.

Leader Jang Kang-ho ended the meeting when there were no further objections.

As people left the doctor's office, Jang Kang-ho approached Jegal Seung-un.

“Good job.”

"you're welcome. The hardships were done by the lord.”

“Now all that remains is to form a raid and fight. I wish you well in your future work.”

“More people came to Nanjing than expected. The Justice alliance will definitely win.”

“I heard it too. People who lined up at the famous bridge are slowly leaving?”

"That's right. Isn't the people's heart the heart of heaven? I think there will be good results.”

“Please take good care of me. Speaking of which, isn't there a way to utilize pragmatic reading? They say her resourcefulness is no less than that of Zhuge Liang... … .”

Jang Kang-ho wanted to say, “Oops,” so he evaded his words.

He was embarrassed when he said that Namgungyeon was as good as Zhuge Liang in front of the family head of the Zhuge family.

“I have heard the story of HwYong Reading, but today it seems that it is not only a rumor… … . Still, since the head lord said it, I'll consider it.”

"I'm sure the musketeer will take care of it. Then, see you tomorrow.”

Jang Kang-ho threw a heavy burden on Jegal Seung-un and walked away.

Left alone at the doctor's office, Jegal Seung-woon frowned.

He was told that ‘one’s reading comprehension doesn’t go well with people’, but looking at it today, that doesn’t seem to be the case either.

'Goyan thing. How dare you ignore me in front of the long masters of Chilpaimun... … .’

In my heart, I wanted to completely bully him, but the Lord's words caught me.

I don't want to admit it, but the reputation of pragmatic reading is high within the Justice alliance.

Her Nanjing shamans look for her first when they have a difficult problem to solve.

It is for the same reason that the leader left such a statement.

Thinking of her, who still has a sense of her presence despite the fall of her Namgung Sega, makes her feel like something is on top of her.

huawang village.

After breakfast, the couple went out to Suicide Rock.

I did not intend to give up the seat I liked just because there was a green review.

I saw something like a hut on top of a rock.

Now that autumn is in full swing, it gets chilly in the evening, so it must have been made in a hurry.

The sound of snoring in the tent was loud.

Nokdampyeong was so lazy that he was still sleeping in the morning.

"Wow, he's worse than me."

The rival did not wake him up and sat down on the edge of the rock.

The ocher-colored water runs wildly under your feet, and on the other side stretches a long stretch of mountains dyed in colorful autumn leaves.

The color of the water is a bit heterogeneous, but it is a landscape that you will never get tired of looking at.

For a while he meditated, like a mating habit that had been frolicking with his feet.

growl

Nokdampyeong opened his eyes to the sound coming from inside his stomach.

I didn't know when I was sleeping, but once I woke up, I was hungry like crazy.

Today is the second day of the three-year anniversary.

To live like a dog for three years!

Despair has already overtaken me.

Nokdampyeong, who was tossing and turning, could not stand the hunger and jumped up.

"shit! what. why is no one coming Didn't Wan Dang-ju tell his father? I can't draw.”

If he knew he was being held here, his father would have come out.

He didn't have a natural reaction, so he was frustrated.

Nok Dam-pyeong, who was biting his fingernails, secretly uncovered the geodeok stub across the entrance.

The first thing that caught my eye was the familiar back.

A fellow named Yeon Gongja was sitting on the edge of a rock carefree.

When he turned his gaze a little, he saw a sword lying on his side.

Are you being careless?

Or are you testing me?

Nokdampyeong, who sneaked out of the hut, called him quietly just in case.

“Yeong Confucius?”

“… … .”

Still, the man did not look back.

Seeing that there was no sound of breathing and no slight movement, it seemed that he was on a diet of fortune.

'crazy!'

Nokdampyeong wanted to shout cheers.

I, qigong masters, have a morning and evening meal called Ungi Breakfast.

Because that's how deep it is.

But no one keeps the enemy so close.

During the fortune-telling breakfast, it is basic to do it in a secret place because it is vulnerable to external attacks.

Why?

During the fortune-telling breakfast, even a single hit on the back of the head by a child will result in serious injury.

Turning the jinki in front of a strong enemy and breakfasting the luck are on a different level. Whether it is Sojucheon or Daejucheon, it is not too much for the body if it is finished.

If you forcibly stop the exercise without capturing the internal energy in the danteon, the internal force is dispersed and a strong reaction occurs to the body.

Depending on the strength of the impact, they may suffer internal injuries or fall into the coin intoxication.

If your mind is shaken during the fortune-telling breakfast, the shock is multiplied.

“Oops! It seems that Confucius is having a fortune-telling breakfast? Do it in a quiet closet. Why are you doing it in a place like this? They say that the deeper the inner ball, the greater the recoil, but it was a big deal.”

Nokdampyeong approached with a smirk and picked up the sword of Yeonjeokha as if snatching it.

Again, luck is certain.

He didn't react as if he hadn't woken up until then.

Nokdampyeong drew his sword and spoke in a bleak tone.

“Are you arrogant? You don't have a foundation? thank you... … . huh? huh?"

The sword won't come out?

'What is this?'

I grabbed the handle of the sword and used a dragon, but to no avail.

A voice echoed in his ears as he was perplexed.

“You, seeing that you can’t even distinguish between meditation and fortune-telling, are you learning in vain?”

Nokdampyeong's eyes widened to the size of a lantern.

‘Meditation? But why doesn't the sword fall out?'

At that moment, the sword, which had not even moved as if it had melted into the scabbard, escaped backwards into the hall.

It was so strong that Nokdampyeong's grip could be torn.

was about

visor-.

The sword flew into the sky with a clear sword name and circled over the Yellow River like a falcon.

Soon after, it seemed to stop, and then it fell vertically toward the Yellow River.

After a while, something broke through the muddy water and soared into the sky.

Chow-.

Nokdampyeong saw the fish threaded through the sword body and opened her mouth.

I knew Gongja Yeon was a master, but I thought he would even go fishing with a sword!

Eventually, the returning sword landed at Nokdampyeong's feet.

flutter. flutter.

Seeing the fish running through the blade, Nok Dam-pyeong quietly put down the sheath.

“Brother Rust.”

"yes."

“I am not a bad person.”

Because Nokdampyeong had committed sins, he could not say anything and lowered his eyes.

“Then why are you making me a bad person?”

"yes?"

Nokdam-pyeong raised his head, wondering what this was all about.

In an instant, a fist from Yeonjeokha was thrust into his face.

"evil!"

Lightning flashed from his eyes, and Nok Dam-pyeong crouched down, cupping his face with both hands.

He kicked his crouching body mercilessly.

"why! why! why! You're making me a bad person! If you do this, I know you will feel at ease!”

Every time he spoke with force, his kicks followed.

Nokdampyeong's pathetic screams echoed far away.

Chapter end