Published at 4th of September 2023 11:00:20 AM
Chapter 627 - Are you saying that the stone sutra is less than a speck of dust?
When I saw the old man with the goatee, I was nervous.
No matter how you look at that face, it's a old sim, but it's because old sim can't be in 'the sky of kings'.
Unlike Yeon Jeok-ha, who tilted his head, Simtong recognized Yeon Jeok-ha at once.
‘Hut! Senior Confucius?’
At one time, I considered him like the sky and followed him around, but looking at it now, it's so fleeting.
It must have been because he opened his eyes at the Chun Lei Bell.
I thought the days I spent with Yeon Jeok-ha were amazing, but compared to Jong-moon, they are ‘frogs in the well’.
He is only a Jinin level in the martial arts sect he knew like the sky.
Even Jang Woo-geom and Jin-in, who are accompanying him right now, are the absolutes of ‘Won-Young Ten Stars’. If Yeonjeokha is a candle, the gap between the two is so great that he is like the moon.
That Jang Woo-gum Jin-in said.
“I see that the disciples of the Chun Lei sect and the Chun Tai sect fought, but I don’t know who the young man in the middle is. It's like a different species. What do you think?”
“I think it looks like a different sect. If he was a member of the Tiantai sect, he would not have been able to rest like that.”
In response to his old sim, Jang Woo-geom Jin-in nodded his head with a satisfied face.
He likes to wear his hair.
It has been about a month since he met Shim Tong, a disciple of foreign studies, due to the friendship between his teacher Yang Cheonjegun and the Okcheong union.
The master and the Okcheong union paid attention to the unprecedentedly rapid achievement of old sim.
It was also unusual to say that Geumgangjeo only reacted to him.
He borrowed it himself out of curiosity and immediately gave it back to the bizarre phenomenon of the spirit disappearing.
Jin-in Jang Woo-gum secretly gave his eyes with a old sim.
The gold river was visible.
'I mean, they use things like that well.'
Putting aside the absurd story that ‘if you use Vajrapani, you can block the Sword Spirit’, it seems like you did well that you decided to go together because your brain is working well.
When the Jinn of Jang Woo-geom and the old man with the goatee approached, the Jins of the Tianlei sect brightened their complexions.
Jinin, a commoner, quickly ran away from the injured and bowed his head in front of Jang Woo-geom Jinin.
“Jang Jin-in. Please help.”
“What is it?”
“I was subduing the Tiantai sect, but the So-yo sect suddenly intervened, and this happened.”
Jin-in Jang Woo-gum turned his gaze to the young man who was presumed to be So-yo-jong.
“Are you a soyojong?”
Jin-in Jang Woo-geom was two hundred and twenty years old, but he looked sixty on the outside.
Even so, compared to Yeon Jeok-ha, a young man, he was an old man, so he naturally spoke plainly.
“So what?”
Jin-in Jang Woo-gum laughed at the young man's somewhat crooked attitude.
But even for a moment, I looked back in pain.
He didn't say a word, but he's the look in his eyes that leaves it to be dealt with on his behalf.
Then old sim reluctantly came out.
“Jang Jin-in. My disciple Soyojong is a person of the same trend as me. I'll try to teach you well, so can't you give me a chance?”
"Ohh. it's a trend If so, give me a chance.”
Jang Woo-geom Jin-in looked at his old sim and Yeonjeok-ha alternately with an interesting face.
Old sim stood facing Yeonjeokha.
Yeonjeokha was also convinced that the old man with the goatee was suffering from old sim.
He had a lot of questions, but decided to listen to what Heartache had to say.
“Hum, Yeon Gongja. As you can see, I became a disciple of the Tian Lei sect. I'm sure that Confucius Yeon will know well what the sect gate is like. I am speaking in the spirit of trends, so please think carefully before making a decision. The Tianlai sect decided to annex the Tiantai sect. As the first step, we decided to organize the Tiantai sect, which was in an unexplored area. Now that things have turned out like this, I don’t want you to step out.”
After he finished speaking, Yeonjeokha asked.
“Nothing more to say?”
“Uh-huh, the senior practitioner is the So-Yo species, and I am the Chun-Rye species, so let’s choose our words.”
“Hey! There is nothing wrong with the old saying. People say it's not about fixing it. You've changed your mind, you've changed your mind.”
“Sometimes I think you have to live according to circumstances. I don't know the circumstances of the practitioner, but can't he live in the memories of the past until he dies?”
“They said you shouldn’t harvest animals with black heads. Yah! It hits the back of the head like this.”
“Why is this a backache? Don’t you know that all of this is for the sake of practitioners?”
“What are you doing for me?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know? Chun Lei sect’s Jang Woo sword, Jinin, is an absolute adherent who has reached the ‘Wonyoung Ten Stars’. The life and death of the practitioner is in his hands, so that's all I can say.”
“Wonyoung ten stars?”
Yeonjeokha glanced at Jangwoo's sword.
He looks 10 years younger than Sim-tong, but it is quite fair to say that he is ‘Won-Young 10 stars’.
Yes, it must be that herb and that rice.
Unaware of his speed, he nodded his head with a happy face.
"exactly. Because of my relationship with my teacher, I am traveling together in an unexplored region, but he is originally a person who travels alone. Do you understand now that the life and death of a person who is a Confucius depends on a word he said?”
“Is that why you abandoned the head of the household and joined the servant of Chun-roe? Do you think the Tian Lei Bell is better?”
“Tsk! It is true that Confucius Yeon was the head of the Seokgyeongjang, but how can that position be compared to the sect? If the stone sutra is a candle, the bell is like the moon. I think even senior citizens know that well, don't they? no?"
“The words are just a liquidation flow. It's like I'm back in the old days! Did you really decide to do that?”
Old sim face stiffened at the word 'Gumilbokgeom'.
It's because it means his shameful past.
On the other hand, as the two of them talked for a long time, Jang Woo-geom and Jin-in alludedly said something.
“Life is like a flowing river. The past days that have been shed won't come back, so don't be entangled. To the disciples of the sect, the worldly sect is like dust. In a hundred years, Shim Jin-in will be saying the same thing as me. I can't seem to communicate, but just talk anytime. I'll sort it out in the blink of an eye on your behalf.”
It is said that if it is difficult to use your hands directly, he will kill you instead.
I looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a frustrated face.
I don't know why he insists on pooping when he takes off his hand.
“What is the relationship between Confucius Yan and the Tiantai sect?”
"doesn't exist."
“If so, can you pretend you didn’t see me and step aside for a moment? Even seniors know, but the laws of the sect are strict, so if you say kill them, you have to kill them.”
"So you're going to kill the Tiantai sect in front of me?"
"That's the meaning of the Thunder Bell."
"no."
“Huh! You said you had nothing to do with seniority, so why not?”
“Why? That's because old Sim hit me in the back of the head. I can't live without being stabbed in the back of the head. You know why?"
“Why is this a headache? Isn't the playing water different between Seokgyeongjang and Jongmun? If Seokgyeongjang is a silgaecheon, Jongmun is like the Yangtze River.”
“So you stabbed me in the back?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha continued to talk about the back of his head, then old sim eventually exploded.
"okay! backstabbed What will you do? You stubborn boy! Wouldn't you know if you had eyes too! As Jang Jin-in said, the stone sutras are not even a speck of dust. Why do you say you're the only one who puts me in the back of the head when you're in the small group!"
"oh my? Are you even cursing me now? Do you think there is nothing to see after entering the Thunder Bell?”
“Yeah, no. What will you do? It's true that you helped me, but that's why I didn't take you with me! That's more than enough to beat.”
“Your true color is coming out. My true colors come out.”
“Like! can't say much Compared to the bell gate, the Seokgyeongjang is not even a speck of dust. So don't want anything more from me because of the past relationship. That's because I've done enough. And if you want to live, do as Jang Jin-in tells you. Keep in mind that no one here will side with you.”
After he finished speaking, Shimtong sighed and stepped back.
I thought of the old relationship and hoped that it would be resolved, but somehow it seems wrong.
However, it is impossible to cut a knife at Yeon Jeok-ha, who was once like his family.
He just decided to get out of this job.
When the story of the two ended, Jang Woo-geom and Jin-in took a step forward.
“Listen to the truth of Soyojong. Thinking of your relationship with Shim Jin-in... … .”
“What kind of relationship is it? I, the one who gathered the black-headed beast, is an idiot.”
When the young man interrupted, Jang Woo-geom and Jin-in became angry.
I want to know what kind of case this is when a young guy who should wait for a lenient disposition is grumbling.
“You bastard. The Jinn who saw this is talking and interfering? Do you really want to die?”
“Did you say this guy in the first meeting? Then I can't serve you either. ask that old man what is my motto I'm a person who gives back what I receive. hey! gaffer. Do you know that Jongmoon is the king? Where do you brush your teeth?”
"her!"
At Yeon Jeok-ha's last words, Jang Woo-geom and Jin-in couldn't say anything for a moment.
Shen Tong and the other Jinn of the Chun Lao sect were equally astonished.
To Jang Woo-geom and Jin-in of ‘Wonyoung Ten Stars’, such reckless hair was unimaginable.
Even the survivors of the Tiantai sect looked at Yeonjeokha with blank faces.
They also knew that Jang Jin-in was 'Won-Young Ten Stars' because their ears were pierced.
How dare you say such vulgar things to such an absolute?
In their eyes, it seemed that the jeokha was determined to die and just threw out any words.
Jang Woo-gum and Jinin also thought so.
“Did you tell me? After tearing you to death, I will hold the slave servant guilty!”
Along with the horse, Jangwoo sword Jinin pulled out his sword and swung it roughly.
It is a high-level swordsman of the Tian Lei sect, Tian Ji Lei Haeng.
Along with the sound of thunder, a thunderbolt that was as good as it could be was blue and thick thunderbolts flew toward the Yeonjeokha.
It looked like a collection of hundreds of thunderbolts.
“Damn it!”
Along with the swear words, Yeon Jeok-ha was also greeted with the Gucheon-sebeob five-meal, Geon-Gon-Beon-Cheon.
Kwagwagwang!
A thunderbolt erupted with a roar, discharging brain energy in all directions.
It was so strong that it exploded before it even turned.
In the midst of the whirlwind of brain energy, Yeonjeokha shouted.
“Take it too!”
Yeonjeokha unfolded the seven-style Yongjo Jiji of the Gucheonsebeop as the sword.
Quad deuk-.
Ten strands of sword steel rushed towards Jang Woo-geom Jinin.
The destructive power emitted by the sword steel slashed the ground in a straight line.
Disappointed, Jang Woo's sword Jinin hurriedly put his sword in front of him.
It is the method of the closing gate wall sword to protect the body.
In front of Jang Woo-gum Jinin A wall made of sword steel was built.
Eventually, the sword river and the sword wall met.
Kukuku kung-!
The sages stumbled at the roar of heavenly blessings.
When Yongjojiji's sword steel was blocked by the sword wall, Yeonjeokha swung his sword like crazy.
“Block? Let's see how well you block it!”
As he unfolded Yongjoji three times in succession, the ground turned upside down.
Quad deuk- quad deuk- quad deuk-.
Jang Woo-geom Jin-in could not avoid it and had no choice but to hide behind the wall sword at the gate.
Kukuku kung- kukuku kung-.
When I blocked the sword class twice, I felt ‘crying’ and something came up.
After forcing myself to swallow, after a while I felt the fishy taste of blood in my mouth.
‘Mi, crazy, how can a true man be like this… … .’
The gate wall sword is a high-level self-defense swordsmith, so it cannot be broken by the sword of a true man.
At least that's how it was until now.
However, the wall sword of the waste gate was being cut by the sword work poured out by the true man of the Soyo sect.
'A true man's aura can't be like this!'
Jang Woo-geom Jin-in glared at the last sword river that came flooding in with bloodshot eyes.
Kukuku kung-!
The sword on the wall of the gate, which had been barely holding on to the third sword, exploded.
Red blood flowed from Jinin's chilgong, Jangwoo's sword, which was connected to the self-defense sword.
Yeon Jeok-ha walked over to Jang Woo-geom Jin-in, who was as stiff as a stone statue.
“Old man, what will you do with me?”
However, Jin-in Jang Woo-gum couldn't keep his mouth shut as he tried to calm down the inside that was about to explode at any moment.
Yeonjeokha, who went back to Jang Woo-gum and Jinin, tapped his hamstrings with his toes.
In an instant, Jang Woo and sword Jinin sat down on his knees.
“Wow!”
In the end, Yeonjeokha put one foot on Jinin's shoulder and let out a roar.
"Disposition! Seokgyeongjang and Jongmun play water are different? A stone sutra is not even a speck of dust?”
Chapter end
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