Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 686

Published at 5th of September 2023 08:35:35 AM

Chapter 686 - Sharpen the sword of will

the next morning.

Cheonjijong Jongsan.

before reign.

The masters of the Taesangjong and Cheonjijong, who were mobilized for the war against Macheon, stood in formation with determined faces.

As soon as the preparations for the campaign were over, the Gokbunjo union at each foot of the castle tower went up to Anhak Palace.

After a while, Gwangmyeongjincheon appeared in the front yard of the reign.

Looking around the masters of the Taesangjong and Cheonjijong, he tilted his head.

It is because the Grand Master Yeonjeokha is not visible.

“Where is the Grand Master?”

At that, the Gokbunjo union looked at the masters of the sect.

Indeed, the Grand Master was nowhere to be seen.

I thought he would be with me because he had to be led by the Grand Master, but I don't know what this is.

“let’s look for it.”

“… … .”

Gwangmyeong Jincheon turned his head with a hard face.

A mere human waiting for himself who is called the ‘god of three thousand’?

The union of the Gokbunjos, who had been paying attention, hurriedly practiced fortune-telling and flew to Oknyeo Peak.

It's time for the man who fell in front of the Chloride Field and was about to jump into the Chloride Field.

Just in time, Yeon Jeok-ha walked out with a relaxed face.

The gokbunjo union, who met eyes with Yeon Jeok-ha, said as if intimidating without even realizing it.

"no! Why are you coming out now? Didn't you say you would go out right after breakfast!”

“Why are you screaming? So you went out after breakfast. Can't you see anything? Who are you shouting at?”

Only then did he wake up, and the sub-team union bowed his head deeply.

“Forgive me. I made a big mistake in my haste. Stop it because Gwangmyeongjincheon-nim seems to be uncomfortable.”

“I am the grand master of the Song union and the Cheonji sect. You should also look at my heart.”

“Yes, I will be careful. Please forgive me.”

“Song union, disappointing.”

“I was wrong.”

“People say You must have fidelity and loyalty. It's not a migratory bird, so that's okay.”

The Gok sub-work union was unfair, but he did not make a lame excuse.

Rather than that, it was more urgent to take the Grand Master to Gwangmyeong Jincheon as soon as possible.

“Daejangnim. Hurry up. Gwangmyeongjincheon-nim has been waiting for you since a while ago.”

"Are you saying I'm procrastinating?"

"no."

The union of the songbunjo was crying and something came up inside, but they held it in.

It was because he didn't even have time to wrestle with the grand master.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who went down to the front yard with his sad face, flew up with a fortune-telling drink.

The Gokbunjo union hurriedly followed suit.

before reign.

In front of the reign, the Yeonjeokha and Gokbunjo unions fell almost simultaneously.

As soon as our eyes met Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who had a rivalry, he lightly bowed.

The appearance contrasted with the gokbunjo union that said hello with a broken back.

The disciples of the school looked at Gwangmyeongjincheon with nervous faces.

Fortunately, Jincheon Gwangmyeong did not point out such an act of the Grand Master.

“Are you here now?”

"yes."

Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who nodded, took a step.

In an instant, his model moved eastward by more than a hundred chapters (about 300 meters).

It was as if he was using the axis method.

In this way, Gwangmyeongjincheon moved forward with about a hundred chapters at each step.

As Gwangmyeongjincheon moved farther away, the disciples of the Jongmoon hurriedly attached the Shin Haengbu (身行符) to their bodies.

When Yeonjeokha flew to Unjongsul, masters of Taesangjong and Cheonjijong followed him.

Gwangmyeongjincheon walked for half a day without saying anything.

Yeon Jeok-ha, the venerable Jinpyo of Taesangjong, and the gentlemen managed to follow without difficulty.

However, the unions and Jinin of the Cheonji Order and Taesang Order were different.

They lag behind little by little even though they alternately used sword flight and shinhaengbu-based mindfulness techniques.

In the end, the Jinin fell.

Then, when even the unions fell from the ranks, Gwangmyeong-Jincheon came to a standstill.

Yeon Jeok-ha, the venerable Jinpyo, and the Taesangjong's soldiers gathered around him.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who looked around, said with a smile.

“Should we go eat?”

Compelled by that sound, I looked up at the sky involuntarily.

The sun was tilting to one side, so it seemed to be around midnight (1-3 p.m.).

In other words, he has been running for more than two hours (four hours) without a break.

Normally, I used to take a break every time, but since I ran twice as fast, everyone must have been exhausted.

I looked around and sure enough!

Already, no Jinin was seen, and only the labor unions were attached to the rear.

After a while, the fallen ones arrived one by one.

Jinin, who usually went around neatly, looked like people who had been working in the fields.

The sweat-soaked Jinin collapsed.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who was staring at the true people, suddenly gestured to Yeonjeokha.

"yes?"

“Should I do something for today?”

“What to do?”

“Cheongmyeongsinju.”

"ah!"

Yeonjeokha looked at Gwangmyeongjincheon with strange eyes.

At last the thing to come has come.

'Would you like to rub my memory?'

Without expressing his true intentions, he straightened his neck first.

“Hum! hum!”

Namgung-yeon set a sharp edge in her will and said to cut the name of Gwangmyeong Jincheon with it.

It is the same way if you look at the expression of sword spirit.

If invisible energy can be embodied, statements can do the same.

no you have to do that

Otherwise, it was clear that Gwangmyeong-Jincheon would manipulate his memories at will.

“What are you doing?”

He slowly memorized an incantation that was linked to the root of Gwangmyeongjincheon.

“I will restrain myself and guard my heart… … .”

show it

Gwangmyeongjincheon's statement, reveal yourself.

But nothing was visible.

“… … I will erase from my heart what is contrary to the truth.”

The statement was not revealed until the last order was finished.

It was just that bright light like the sun poured out of Gwangmyeongjincheon's eyes.

Is it because you put too much effort into it?

The moment I finished my last order, I felt a brief dizziness.

The rival lightly brushed his hair.

He was said to be a half-god, but at this moment, it seemed as if he had returned to his lethargic childhood.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who was smiling faintly, waved his hand as if it was okay to leave.

The couple standing there trudged and trudged back to their original position.

The moment I slumped down in his seat, I felt a sense of inferiority.

‘Fuck… … .’

He was beaten by Gwangmyeong Jincheon with his eyes open.

How many memories were twisted by his will?

I don't know, but one thing was for sure.

After six days like this, Menua will be remembered only as an evil spirit.

His own will must be strong enough to break the will of the supreme deity, Gwangmyeong Jincheon.

'Quick!'

I chewed over the words of Namgoong-yeon.

‘I sharpen my will and cut through statements.’

As he sat with a hard face, Shimtong crept over him.

"why? Is something going on?”

“Shim Jin-in.”

"yes?"

“Do you know how to sharpen your will?”

“Yes?”

Shimtong opened his eyes wide and looked at Yeonjeokha.

Are you suddenly sharpening your will?

“Isn’t that just a phrase that learned people use well?”

“Are you saying one mana?”

“It’s a floating sound.”

“You mean bullshit?”

“Rather than that, it just sounds like something? why? Who said what to the Grand Master?"

“I’ll pass it on to my sister.”

"omg! Was that what your mother-in-law said?”

Simtong called Namgoong-yeon “Gamo-nim” all the time because she missed her life at the Seokgyeongjang.

"uh. One mana one, did you say it sounds like it could be?”

Old sim, startled, hurriedly turned his words around.

“It’s a story I heard when I was wandering around Gangho, but someone said it. People think that what they experience is everything.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Aren’t you saying that Grand Master is a demigod?”

"however?"

“When I see Grand Master, there are many times when I feel that he is not like a half-god. He is very human.”

“Are you saying I treat you too well?”

“Rather than that, I wonder if Master Grand Master couldn’t escape from the things he experienced.”

"hmm… … .”

A groan escaped from the sage's mouth.

shimtong, inspired by the appearance of such a jeokha, continued to speak.

“Keeping an edge on will might be just words for people like us. But isn't Master Grand Master stepping into the ranks of gods? Just sharpen your sword of will. Do not conclude that what God can do, ‘can’t do’ based on experience in Gangho.”

"oh! Is it plausible?”

"Hehe, if you've come to realize something, please remember that it's thanks to me."

“Anyway, you get out of there like a mudfish.”

“My loyalty to my mother-in-law just shone through.”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was silently watching Shimtong, said.

“Why do people who say they are loyal not want to go back to Seokgyeongjang?”

“It is so because I think I will miss this place for the rest of my life when I go to Seokgyeongjang. Think of the Eighthwangsinmo. Do you want me to live like that person? Do you do anything because your eyes are widened in immortality?”

"her! Someone called this place a prison and hated it. Do you think I will miss you for the rest of my life?”

“Ordinary people must be like that. To the wild beast, to the demon of the heavens... … .”

“Did Menoah do that?”

“Are you Menua?”

I looked at Yeonjeokha with old sim and absurd eyes.

It was difficult for him to understand why Menua, a transcendent being, had said such a thing.

“Because it is. They say that once you are born in this world, you cannot escape even if you die.”

“What if I can’t get out? It's okay if you live forever. It sounds like a full stomach to my ears.”

“Why does Shim Jin-in seem to be getting more and more like the mother of the Eighthwangs?”

“If even the Great Grand Master experiences a state on the verge of dying of old age, he will become like me. You know that famous saying? Even if you roll in dog shit, this life is better.”

"That's also a story when you're healthy and have enough to live on."

“Is this just me right now?”

Yeon Jeok-ha shook his head as he looked at the face of the shimtong that had been stripped.

“Yes, enjoy it while you are healthy. Don't be greedy there. Shim Jin-in is still in a dangerous state. Do you know what I mean?”

It is said not to take spiritual energy by sucking blood.

Old sim nodded.

“Yes, yes. I want to be more greedy, but I can't because I don't have the ability. It's good if you don't lose your vitality.”

That was true to some degree.

Among the disciples of the religious sect who went in and out of the world, the true man belonged to the lower end.

Therefore, there was little chance of taking spiritual energy from a fight with a disciple of another sect who had a shimtong.

conversation with shimtong

I robbed the place where I was feeling relaxed and got up.

There are times when dog poop can be used as medicine, and the conversation with old sim was like that.

He knew that his thoughts of talking were hardened.

She herself was immersed in human habits to the extent that she did not know that Namgung-yeon had ascended to her divine throne.

She just followed what her eyes were familiar with.

Confined to the world she has experienced, she cannot bear the words of Gwangmyeong Jincheon.

she herself is a god

Although she may not be the kind of god vaguely imagined in Kang Ho, she has abilities worthy of a god.

'To set an edge on the will?'

People might take that as a metaphor.

However, Namgung-yeon, who ascended to the throne of God, did not call it a metaphor.

sounds like it's possible

'I can do it.'

The eyes of the jeokha were directed toward the Savior's sky.

Suddenly, the blade of the Cheondungeon grazed her head.

―The Dao is the energy that is the foremost in making everything. There is nothing invisible to the eye, unheard by ear, untouchable by hand, and nothing that cannot be made.

'It's the best energy to create everything.'

A huge sword appeared in his eyes for an instant, then quickly disappeared.

It was the Cheondun Sword that I had seen in the sky of Wudang Mountain in the past.

Finally, his will form the dominant energy into the shape of a sword.

Chapter end