Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 280

Published at 9th of May 2023 11:38:30 AM

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Chapter 280- The back wave of the Yangtze pushes the front wave

The meeting of the representatives of the factions ended without reaching any conclusions.

This is because there was nothing that could be done immediately with the current Cheonjimaeng power.

Representatives of the political faction left Tongcheongak one by one.

The musketeer Shingi Susa Jegal Seung-woon hurriedly approached Jang Moo-deok, a free apprentice who was ahead.

“Jang Dae-hyeop.”

“What is it?”

“I have a personal question. Do you have a minute?”

“It’s okay. tell me.”

Jegal Seung-un struggled to open his mouth when all the representatives of the faction disappeared.

“As the head of the household, I want to know what the disciples of the main family looked like in the end.”

“As I said, I was killed while fighting the Eighthwangsinmo… … . I couldn't see.”

“Then tell me at least what happened while you were on the way. I only know what it looked like at the ceremony.”

Jang Mu-deok, who looked at Zhuge Seung-un for a moment, nodded his head.

He seemed to know what he wanted.

For an instant, I felt a sense of sympathy.

It must be that he wants to have at least one more memory of her lost son.

“One day, I heard a story about the Cheonmyeong sword of the Sogaju family of Jegal family and the powerful sword of the Moyong family. There was marriage talk going on between the two families, right? How friendly the two of you were. Everyone in the present stage congratulated the two of them.”

“… … .”

Jegal Seung-woon listened with a grim face.

He planned to marry Jegalseong and Moyongmi as soon as he returned from Mount Fengji.

After that, I was going to send them to the Zhuge family, but it was too late.

“The day I arrived in Diocese, the last time I saw two people whispering love under a flower tree. Your son looked very happy.”

Jang Moo-deok muttered to himself, "The road to the underworld must not have been lonely."

"Thank you. It was a great comfort. It must have been a great pain for Jang Dae-hyeop, but I feel ashamed that I thought too much of myself. Take a look.”

In response to Jegal Seung-un's greeting, Jang Moo-deok nodded his head.

It is true that it is a memory he does not want to take out.

However, since he was the current stage owner, he had to do something for Daewon's family.

After parting with Jegal Seung-un, Jang Moo-deok went straight to Mu Geuk-mun's quarters.

He told the remaining Mugeukmun officials to go back and visit the gate first.

The few officials from Mugeukmun packed up and left in one day (about 20 minutes).

Moo-deok Jang, who was looking at the empty palace with an empty expression, headed for Uicheon-gak.

Uicheongak.

Uicheongak, the residence of the Namgung family, was like a temple, and was bustling with unexpected guests.

This is why the representatives of Bangpa, who sensed the crisis, flocked to seek advice from Namgoong-yeon.

They no longer believed in the insight of Jegal Seung-un, the musketeer.

As a result, he drove his children and family members to death, so it was understandable.

People openly called “the Yangtze River Hulangqiu Warn” (Changjiang後浪推前浪, the back wave of the Yangtze pushes the front wave).

The back wave was Namgung-yeon and the front wave was Jegal Seung-un.

So, leaving Jegal Seung-woon behind, Namgung-yeon rose.

However, Namgung-yeon did not meet her guests, regardless of her status.

The only people who could see her freely were her family and her relatives.

Still, people snooped around Uicheongak just in case.

Thanks to this, Uicheongak was crowded day and night with people who wanted to meet Namgung-yeon.

“It is noisy.”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sipping tea, threw his gaze out the window.

The outside was crowded with people just entering the yard, people leaving, and people hanging around outside the fence.

Namgungcheon, the blue cloud sword, raised her chin and said.

“I belatedly recognized the power of the Namgung family and did that. We don't seal the door to the extent of getting stabbed in the back of the head once. If you get hit by one, you have to return ten of them to be called Murim. isn't it? Should I open it?”

Namgung-yeon only laughed at Namgung-cheon's bravado.

In fact, she was the opposite.

If I had been hit by 10 famous bridges, would I have returned one?

Even so, Namgungcheon's spirit and her youthful words were just moving.

“Brother, that is similar to green forest. We also say that enemies should be eaten even to the bone.”

“Is that so? There are things that can be used in greenery too. But it is enemy.”

"yes?"

“How is the atmosphere in Sapa? This incident upset the political faction.”

“This one is similar. There is already talk of negotiating with famous churches.”

In fact, Sapa had no grudge against the famous religion.

That's why there were many people who wished they could sneak out of the middle of the day.

“Negotiation? Will famous schools obey?”

“They have nothing to regret, right? Besides, my problem is at stake.”

“Your problem?”

“A famous school even put a bounty on my neck. Old Shim said that I couldn’t agree to the negotiations calmly because I was an eyesore to them.”

“I will do that too.”

Namgungcheon looked at Yeonjeokha with her worried eyes.

She has a saying, ‘When the hunt is over, catch and eat the hounds.

What if Myung Kyo asked Pacheon Demon Army to choose between Sapa and Yeonjeokha?

Most likely, most likely, he will choose Safa.

People will criticize him for a while, but they will soon forget.

That's the way of the world.

However, it was a face that was nothing to do with the relationship.

Namgung-cheon, who was not able to see it, asked indirectly.

“Are there any countermeasures?”

“What measures?”

“What would you do if Pacheon Demon-kun tried to hand you over to a famous school?”

“Ah, please. How strong is that old man's pride to do such a thing? Right, sister?”

Namgungyeon did not immediately answer Yeonjeokha's question.

It wasn't a simple matter.

“Both of them have a point. Hey Jeokha, we can't rule out the possibility that Cheonjimaeng will negotiate with the famous religion in the future. Don’t trust only the demonic demon, and make preparations.”

“Preparation?”

“Yes, like knowing the weak point of Demon Lord, or letting him know that you are the person he really needs. Thinking the other way around... … .”

Namgungyeon blurted out her words.

The opposition would be so radical that he would not accept it.

“What do you mean thinking the other way around?”

“In Gangho, yesterday's enemies can be tomorrow's friends. Just like the Justice alliance joined hands with Green Forest.”

"ah!"

I understood what Namgung-yeon, who had a rivalry with, was trying to say.

She explained Namgoong-yeon in detail, in case he would take it differently.

“If Pacheon Demon-kun wants to abandon you, I think it’s okay for you to commit yourself to a famous school. A famous religious leader is never an ordinary person. Maybe he won't be hostile to you. who knows Inside people.”

Namgungcheon, who was listening, shook her head.

“Yuna. that's kinda No matter how much it is, to commit to a famous school that is fighting right now? Aren't you going too far? They are the enemies of the Namgung family.”

"Brother. If Cheonjimaeng signs a peace treaty with the famous cult, we can no longer be hostile to the famous cult. Who do you think will be able to protect the brother at that time? Are you going to tell your brother to ‘fight against the world by yourself’?”

“Grunt! That doesn't even make sense.”

Namgungcheon scratched her head with her troubled face.

Until now, I had never imagined that ‘the Cheonjimaeng sign a peace treaty with the famous religion’.

But her brother is not one to talk nonsense.

'Well, now that Namgoong Sega can't stop Cheon Ji-maeng from whatever choice he makes, right?'

It may have been an excessive jump, but I didn't think it was impossible.

In an instant, her heart sank.

Is it a world where the Chunjimaeng and famous religions that sacrifice monks coexist?

That is no different from the martial arts under heaven.

What would a world without Tao look like?

It was when Namgungcheon trembled her body once without even realizing it.

Outside the door, a disciple of Namgung Sega said with a lot of strength on her neck.

“Lord Soga. Are you inside?”

“What is it?”

“The free apprentice elder came to visit.”

At the word of free apprenticeship, Namgungcheon got up from her seat and went out to the floor.

Indeed, Mu-deok Jang, a free apprentice, was standing in the yard with a long white beard.

Namgungcheon hurriedly called the town.

“Senior, Gachin is out of town right now. Because you didn't tell me where to go... … .”

"haha. It's okay. I'm not here to see your father. I heard that there are empresses and seniors inside.”

"yes. The three of us are having a small talk.”

“Good. This old man would like to be in that position too, is that possible?”

“Oops! It's possible. Rather, it is an honour for us. Come inside.”

Namgungcheon went to the end of the floor and greeted Jang Moo-deok.

There is also a degree of not receiving outside guests from her.

It was disrespectful to refuse the visit of a grand master, such as a free apprentice.

Moo-deok Jang glanced at Namgung-cheon, who was lively, and then went up to the floor.

Entering the room, Zhang Mu-deok was ushered to the table of honor.

When he sat down, Namgungcheon, Namgungyeon, and Yeonjeokha also sat down.

Everyone, including Namgungcheon, was known to the Cheonji League, so no introduction was necessary.

Jang Moo-deok, a free apprentice with white hair and white beard, was an elder master of the previous generation, and his prayers were extraordinary.

Naturally, he couldn't open his mouth easily because he was in a relationship with the male palace brother and sister, and waited for him to speak.

“I don’t know if I’m taking away a good time or not.”

In response to Zhang Mu-deok's rather obvious empty words, Namgung-cheon hurriedly shook her hand.

"Whew! no. What better time than to listen to the elders?”

“No, I came today with the intention of listening to you.”

"yes? You came to listen?”

Namgungcheon turned her attention to Namgungyeon.

As expected, Moo-deok Jang also came to seek advice from his younger sister.

Moo-deok Jang went to the main point while he was away.

“Actually, representatives of the Chilpaimun and the five generations gathered today to hold a countermeasure meeting.”

Zhang Moo-duk briefly summarized the contents of the meeting.

There was no special result anyway, so the story ended quickly.

“… … The musketeer said that the mother of the Eighthwangs remained in Mt. Pungji to become the king of Cheonduma. But I don't quite agree with that.”

Moo-deok Jang stopped talking and looked at Namgung-yeon and the two men.

Compared to Namgungyeon's unrecognizable face from beginning to end, she was constantly nodding her head in a relationship with Namgungcheon.

'what Do you know that... … .’

I wanted to ask the two young men, but I thought I'd get an unsatisfactory answer, so I continued.

“Anyway, I think I reached a mythical level when the mother of the Eighthwangs became the Demon King of Cheondu. To be honest, all of the top 10 masters dream of reaching a mythical state, but that is a difficult state to reach as a human being. Wouldn't he know if he was about the same as the King of Heaven, or if he had a talent comparable to him? However, I agree that the Eighthwangsinmo didn't do anything like that for the reason that she remained in Mt. Pungji. That's why the musketeer and the others must have hardened their minds that way.”

Namgungcheon asked as if to confirm.

“So you want to know why the mother of the Eighthwangsinmo, the King of Heaven, remains in Mt. Pungji?”

“Yes. I guess there must be another important reason.”

“If that witch is already the Chundu Demon King, then she must be.”

Namgungcheon, who was shaking her head, glanced at Yeonjeokha and her Namgungyeon.

'If you have any guesses, tell me something' is her look.

Yeonjeokha opened her mouth first.

“Somehow, I think I know? It may be because I like Mt. Fengji and sit down. In fact, I also have a guest house in Jeongju. What would it be like to be there? My body and mind are comfortable, so I don’t really want to go anywhere else.”

It was a word that came out of my own experience, but no one listened to him.

Jang Mu-deok even slightly squinted his eyes with a face that said, “I knew it.”

Chapter end