Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 506

Episode 506. Ungong Daecheon (6)

It was past midnight, but there were quite a few people around Guando. And all of them were Murim people.

Among them, there were nangindo, gosoodo whose name was not known, and even warriors who were active outside the society. There were warriors who belonged to the Uicheonmaeng in the past, and there were masters who belonged to Sapa.

Surprisingly, such masters did not cease. From Namjanghyeon to the side road leading to Wudang Mountain, countless soldiers, albeit somewhat sparsely, watched the Guando.

The reason they gathered here was simple.

because it was rumored Rumor has it that the head of the Heavenly Demonic Church is going to meet Dam Sa-yeong, who is located on Mt. Mudang.

Murim people were not stupid.

It was certainly surprising that the Demonic Cultist Yeomramaje and the Iron Blooded Castle Lord Surajje fought a life-or-death battle in Zhejiang. However, the collision of the two absolutes threw a vague anxiety about the outbreak of war, but also made it known that the anxiety would not actually be revealed.

Not now.

The military power of Lee Cheon-sang, the former leader of the Demonic Cult, which caused the Nakjeong Blood Temple, was a deity worthy of being talked about forever. As a result, the Uicheon League collapsed, and the political faction Murim greatly shrank.

The best horse of all times and modern times, the absolute demon of heaven.

After the first horse of the Gogeum, the first horse in the world (天下第一魔), the yeomramaje appeared again in the midfield.

And now, the first horse in the world, Yeomra, was on his way to meet Dam Sa-young, the former leader of Uicheon and now the head of the imperial army.

It was before the storm. It was instantaneous.

Even so, the fact that everyone gathered to see the face of the Demonic Sect at least once must be the inevitable Moorim instinct.

A person who has obtained the power of the midfield apex at an age that has not even been separated. A person who shook the midfield singlehandedly and overturned the world’s perception of magic from the root.

It was to see at least once the face of the Teenage Heavenly Demon, whose reputation as the best masterpiece created by the history of the Thousand Year Demonic Demon, followed by the Gudae Heavenly Demon, who showed the dignity of the strongest in the history of Moorim.

It was curiosity with risk. It was a face I wanted to see even at the risk of death.

and at this moment.

The demon king they were so curious about and yearned for appeared.

thud! thud!

“omg!”

“Oh, how amazing! That tiger must be Yeomwangsu.”

“It’s the Hoseon Chasa (虎仙差使)!”

There are two spirits that the Lord Yeomrama directs, and the people call them the two spirits of Yeom.

In addition, Yeomwang Yi-soo was like a messenger from the underworld sent by Yeomra from hell to the earth. A tiger as big as a mountain was called Hoseonchasa, and a huge fox clad in a golden yogi was called Geumyochasa (金妖差使).

A spiritual creature among spiritual creatures that goes against the laws of nature. Even though they were beasts, their combat power was said to be monsters that were said to be more than those of the Gudaemun faction.

Among them, Hoseonchasa appeared.

And on the back of the Hoseonchasa sat a handsome young man with a great build.

“… … gulp.”

The Murim people who saw the young man swallowed their saliva.

Whoa.

A terrifying force blows like a spring breeze. The prayer of the Absolute, which gradually spread out and engulfed the entire body without being conscious of it, carved fear into the faces of everyone in sight.

flutter!

The red battle cloths fluttering in the wind were the wings of a demon lord dyed with fresh blood. It was like seeing a demon from hell covered in blood.

Xu Liang, a young man who had closed his eyes with his arms crossed, slowly opened his eyes.

“Suck!”

“profit.”

The Murim people who met Seo Liang’s eyes all lowered their heads or looked away. Among them, there were some top performers who endured until the end, but their bodies were wet with cold sweat in an instant.

Was it the demonic eye caused by the opening of the demonic gong? Not like that.

Xiliang had never opened the reigns of Mahuangki and Guyumagong. Just the presence that flowed naturally made everyone hold their breath.

So were the eyes.

The clear, deep eyes were hardly like those of the Demonic Sect. But the moment I look into those eyes, it seems like a terrifying insight penetrates my heart.

Xu Liang didn’t have any intentions, but the moment our eyes met, he became nervous. That was the power that the seat of power gave, and the state that Xi Liang had achieved.

Kurleung.

Behind Seo-ryang, who was in the lead, two horses and a quadruped chariot followed.

Usually, the higher the seat, the less likely it is to stand at the head of the crowd. If you’re a religious leader, of course you should be in that carriage.

The amount was different.

He was not bound by such common sense. I just want to be in the lead, so I stand. I stand because I have to be in the lead. That was it.

However, I had no idea that so many spectators would be waiting in line from late at night.

‘A lot of people came.’

Do not share outside the realm of affairs. It seemed that all the Murim people in the world had gathered.

Xiliang suddenly thought it was funny.

Dam Sa-young was a greedy person, and he was a wicked man who did not hesitate to kill innocent civilians to satisfy his greed. And he himself was the strongest dark sword (暗劍) wielded by such a villain.

However, the dark sword himself was hostile to all of the world.

It was because Dam Sa-young’s orders were always like that. He told me to kill an unimaginable person in an unimaginable place every time. So, as the King of Killing, he has killed countless people, both righteous and evil.

I don’t even know who to kill next. He could kill the owner of the bar he used to frequent, a parakho who extorts money from the weak in a back alley, or a gisaeng with a reputation for skill and beauty.

So, Xi Liang, no, Cheon Ha Jin was hostile to the world. Because it made me feel comfortable. It was his own method he found after desperately trying to live somehow in the midst of the terrible guilt and sadness of having to kill someone who had nothing to do with me.

He, Cheon Ha-jin, who was hostile to the world, has now become the head of the strongest organization that receives the eyes of everyone in the world.

Life is truly bizarre.

There was no way to know the truth of the sky. Why the hell did you reincarnate yourself? This is what you are right now, and that is the true you, so did you reincarnate to return to the original you?

It is unknown. In fact, I didn’t even want to know now.

“It is a great majesty.”

thud.

The king stopped.

Xiliang looked down at the man standing in front of King Ho.

“It must have changed so much from when I saw it in the past at Songshan. It was great then, but now it’s in a whole different realm. Yeomramaje, other than a presence befitting the name of a hell god.”

Seo Liang smiled.

“How is the earthly air?”

It was a natural bottom line.

Even the demonic lord of the world said so even though he was not something to be treated lightly. However, Seo Liang’s appearance, combined with his own overwhelming presence, looked very natural.

“It is damp. No one knows where the incense from the Buddhist temple has gone, and the selected Buddha mind has lost its way and wandered. You have no idea how amazed I am at the terrible stench and the greed of the blind.”

“The world is like that. That is a person.”

“exactly. That’s why I missed Sabaek. Unlike us, who struggled to realize even less than an ant, he was the one who worried about the world with the deepest fire than anyone else, and that was Shaolin itself.”

“He was a good man.”

Seruk.

The man standing at the head of the eight stalwart men took off his hat.

The short-growth hair, the seal of the seal that could not be erased remained. It was Hyesim, the head of Shaolin.

Hyesim’s clear eyes shook.

“He… … How did you go?”

Seo Liang spoke frankly.

“He left while worrying about the world until the end. It was a noble death. He embraced even those of us who walk the magical path. We who are at the opposite point of Buddha.”

“… … .”

“He entered the world as a living Buddha. The funeral was held on the highest peak of Daesan. He was worried about the world, but his expression looked more comfortable than anyone else.”

Hyesim closed her eyes.

I received a call saying that Sabaek was in the Protestant Church. But he was unaware of his condition all along.

But not too long ago, I saw the full moon in a daze and cried. These were tears for no reason.

And what came to mind along with those tears was Sabaek-nim’s smiling face.

“I couldn’t even see the way the ugly sajil who threw himself into the fight of the world by excommunicating himself. He’s chubby and he’s chubby. Even if this sinful bastard dies, how can I see his face?”

Hyesim adds sigh to sigh.

However, he was a person who had risen to the level of the head of Shaolin. There is no way to contain the extreme sadness, but he did not forget what he had to do right now.

Hyesim exclaimed in a sonorous voice.

“The apostate monks of Howon will be in charge of the left and right of Protestantism.”

Eight apostate monks wearing hats stood on the left and right of the carriage from the head king to the rear.

Xi Liang looked down at Hye Sim with curious eyes.

Hyesim said.

“Sabaek said. The Heavenly Demon of the time, who became the new religious leader, is someone who can handle the world.”

“… … .”

“I owe you a lot. Not to mention, I didn’t even watch Sabaek’s final journey. All we can do is give you a helping hand to make sure nothing happens on the way you are about to go.”

Seo Liang smiled.

“You don’t have to do that.”

Hyesim bowed her head while holding a half funeral. Even after becoming an apostate monk, he was still a Shaolin man.

“I beg you to accept even the slightest favour.”

Seo Liang nodded.

“I will accept that favor with gratitude.”

“Thank you.”

Hyesim turned around.

Standing ten steps in front of King Ho, who was in the lead, he moved slowly.

“… … !”

The Murim people looked at them with astonished eyes.

The headmaster of the Madou Murim, the owner of the mountain, the Demonic Gyoju, was escorted by a person who had been the master of Shaolin until recently. No one expected to see such an amazing sight.

Hyesim walked and closed her eyes. Even with her eyes closed, his gait did not shake at all.

he opened his mouth

“Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Haengsim Prajna Paramitashi Jogyeon Five Ongong Gong Do Ilche ​​High Amount Sarija Sarija Saekbuli Gong Void) Gongbul different color (空佛異色) Color is void (色卽是空) Gong is void (空卽是色)… … .”

Hyesim’s heavy and resonant voice spread the truth of the Heart Sutra.

Woo woo woo.

The gold mine of free power in Xiliang’s chest flickered.

It was in response to Hye-sim’s recital filled with unwillingness. The spirit of the red pine in response to the recitation soothed Seo Liang’s pounding heart.

‘It is comfortable.’

The representative of the Heavenly Demon Pasoon listens to the truth of the Buddhist scriptures and comforts his heart.

Xi Liang thought that the opposite was meaningless. What is Pasun, the incarnation of desire, and what is Shakyamuni, the incarnation of compassion?

Let’s just leave our hearts empty and move forward to where our feet can reach. Don’t worry about where the end is, just do what you want to do.

The end of mercy touches the end of desire. That was the Buddha’s teaching. Also, it was in touch with the principle of the principle of the opposite of things, which Hyeon Cheonjin was talking about.

Seo Liang closed her eyes.

A bright smile appeared on his relaxed face.

‘Thank you.’

Jeoksong and Hyeoncheonjin were together. I could feel the meaningless tension and anxiety becoming transparent.

In this way, the group walked the Guandu for more than half a day.

Hyesim’s recitation did not stop for a moment. His posture was still upright.

And by the time the sun slowly rises in the eastern sky.

There were people who greeted the group as they left Guando and entered the entrance of Wudang Mountain.

“Long time no see.”

Hyesim’s recitation stopped.

Seo Liang slowly opened his eyes.

He saw a one-armed young man in his eyes. He was after isolation.

“Come up. Master is waiting for you.”

Xiliang looked at the towering peaks in the distance.

Suddenly, Lee Chun-sang came to mind.

If it was Lee Cheon-sang, what would he have said to Dam Sa-yeong, who was looking down at him from that high peak?

“Who dared to look down on me?”

“… … ?!”

“Bring Dam Sa-yeong.”