< Episode 88: Sacheondang Street (3) >
“The neck and liver are not separate but ultimately one. Inside the eyes… Ultimately, what the third wooden tablet means is the three eyes.”
‘ah!’
Seonghwaryeongju’s eyes wavered at Mokgyeongun’s words.
She also heard that Moon Joo, the head of the secret society, was called Mokgan by his subordinates.
I had dismissed this as simply an unusual name, but hearing Mok Gyeong-un’s words gave me goosebumps.
‘Third eye…’
She looked so close that she saw the third eye on his forehead.
It was so terrifying that it was deeply imprinted in my memory.
Then Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth.
“I thought there might be another Three Eyes, but I had no idea that the other Three Eyes would be so closely related.”
“What does it mean to have another third eye?”
“It’s not my part-time job, but it seems like there isn’t just one third eye…?”
At that time, Mok Kyung-un frowned.
That was because the report suddenly reminded me of the monster Raccoon King of the Dead Sea that was sealed in a scroll.
It was the monster raccoon that first mentioned the existence of the Three Eyes.
He said that it was the Three Eyes that sealed him in the scroll.
‘No way, these three eyes… Is it the Three Eyes?’
Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes, which had been frowning, became sharp.
If this Three Eyes really is the Three Eyes that sealed the Assassin King, it would be quite annoying.
It meant that it had more power than that of being able to seal even one of the six demons and a being infinitely close to a divine beast.
‘······.’
Even now that he had become so strong, he was still not confident that he would be able to deal with the monster raccoon of the King of the Sea and the Hundred-Faced King that he had encountered in the imperial palace of Gaebong.
But the third wooden tablet. In other words, if the Three Eyes were stronger than six demons, the path to revenge might still be far away.
“Hmm.”
But it was still difficult to make a conclusion.
The fact that the three eyes were not one could have been two or three.
Therefore, it was not yet clear whether the three eyes that sealed the Assassin King and the third wooden tablet, the person in the organization, were the same entity.
‘But it’s surprising.’
It was difficult to regard a being with three eyes as a human being.
It was no different from a high-ranking imamangryang living as a parasite on the human body.
Everything was becoming more and more complicated since such a person was the head of an organization related to my grandfather’s death.
‘······What on earth is the purpose?’
The person who created the false prophecy and may be most closely related to my grandfather’s death.
I became curious about the true purpose of this existence.
Mu Qingyun turned his head and looked at the Holy Spirit Pillar.
Her condition looked quite bad, with her face turning white and her breathing becoming increasingly weak.
Mok Gyeong-un said this.
“Rest a little…”
-dump!
At that moment, the Holy Spirit Lord’s eyes rolled back and he fell forward.
* * *
-Shoooooo!
A black haze rose from Nie Chun’s whole body as he closed his eyes and concentrated on fortune.
The black haze was different from the existing internal skills.
Mok Kyung-un placed his palm behind Nyeop-chun’s back, who had experienced a change in his internal energy, and was helping him with his energy.
After doing that for a while, Mok Kyung-un took off his palm.
-widely!
Eventually, Nie Chun, who had been concentrating on luck, opened his eyes and could not hide his surprise.
As this ferocious and dark energy was added to the internal energy circulating in his body, a change occurred in its nature.
‘It’s a strange energy. Although it has a destructive energy that is completely contrary to purity, it is highly pure. It’s like rejuvenation.’
Originally, this energy was not of a type that could be mixed with internal energy.
However, Mokgyeongun covered this energy as if it were a coat of paint, and the inner energy was completely altered.
‘Not only has my energy changed, but I’ve become stronger.’
It was difficult for an unmanned person to completely entrust his or her body to another person, no matter how master-servant the relationship was.
However, Nie Chun and Meng Wuyue thought this was a kind of test of loyalty, so they surrendered themselves.
But the results were very unexpected.
In response, Nie Chun knelt down on one knee to Mo Gyeong-un, put his hands together to show respect, and said,
-Park!
“Thank you my lord.”
“There is no need to thank you. Try to embody the demonic energy as much as possible.”
“Magi… Magi. “I will keep that in mind.”
After receiving some kind of energy, Seopchun was obsessed with the feeling of being chosen, so just hearing Mok Gyeong-un’s voice made him feel excited.
“Then go.”
“Yes, my lord.”
As Nyeopchun left, a voice rang in Mokgyeongun’s ears.
-It’s truly strange. I can’t believe it really happened.
The owner of the voice was none other than Cheongryeong.
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Mo Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders and said.
-Yes. Unlike death energy, which is the energy of the dead, magic energy can be eaten away.
Encroachment.
It is literally being eroded like a silkworm eating a mulberry leaf.
Mo Gyeong-un, who noticed that Mara-hyeon’s loyalty increased and his capabilities rapidly increased after embodying demonic energy, imbued Nie Chun and Meng Wuyak with demonic energy.
In the first place, ostracism could occur because the nature of internal energy was slightly different depending on the difference in luck techniques, but surprising results occurred under the premise that the opponent completely surrendered himself.
-You created your own clones.
-It’s a useful analogy.
Cheongryeong did not deny these words of Mok Gyeong-un.
In the case of complete demonic energy, it goes beyond encroaching on the opponent’s body and destroys all internal energy, so Mok Kyung-un lowered the purity of this energy and injected it.
However, this alone created beings with an energy similar to Mokgyeongun.
-If you don’t have a unique luck constitution like that Daengjung, you could use demonic energy to create your own henchmen.
The person Cheongnyeong was talking about was Jaejeongjeong, an apostate monk.
In the case of Jaejeongjeong, an attempt was made to infuse demonic energy, but it was impossible to erode it because it came out of the body.
I guessed that it was probably due to the fortune-telling technique of the Supreme Power.
The Shaolin fortune telling method itself contained Buddhist enlightenment, so the phenomenon of complete rejection could not be suppressed.
-Well, unless it’s something like this, there won’t be a problem.
-I don’t know what’s going on in your mind, but seeing as you’re increasing your number of henchmen, is it that you’re trying to gain power?
-well. Because proper people will be more useful than half-baked people.
-They are proper people… I don’t know if the increasing number of your clones will be a good thing or not.
-The more cards you have, the better.
Para…
I can feel this guy gradually changing.
As I said before, the loss was indeed a loss.
It was literally a hand that could be used and discarded at any time, but now it was really trying to build its own power.
I didn’t dislike this change, but I was still bothered by the presence hidden within him.
‘······black eye.’
Why do the memories of that time keep haunting me?
* * *
Nie Chun, who received the demon energy, approached Meng Wuyak, who was sitting cross-legged next to the camp.
I thought I was concentrating on fortune telling, but Mongwuyak opened his eyes midway.
Seopchun said to him.
“Have you embodied all the energy you received from your master?”
“······I received it only half an hour before you.”
It was not an energy that could be embodied in a short period of time.
However, when we both possessed the same energy, magical energy, we could clearly feel the increase in energy, as if we were reading the other person through energy.
‘Your energy has become stronger.’
Seopchun clicked his tongue inwardly.
It was no exaggeration to say that Dream Muyak’s energy, which had absorbed the summoning group of Shaolin and begun to embody demonic energy, had almost reached its peak.
Nie Chun was not the only one to think this way.
Meng Wuyak also felt that Nie Chun’s energy had become stronger after receiving the demonic energy from the lord.
But there really was a different monster.
Mong Muyak stuck out his tongue as he looked at Mara Hyeon, who was sitting a long way away from the bonfire.
‘······We have definitely overcome the wall.’
It was a Marahyeon that I had achieved enlightenment but was not able to capture it.
However, after recently absorbing the summoning group, I must have fully realized that realization and my energy has stabilized properly.
At this level, we have definitely passed the beginning of Hwagyeong.
What level of enlightenment did he gain that led to such a rapid increase in his capabilities?
Mong Wuyak, who was sticking his tongue out, glanced at Jaejeong Jeong, an apostate monk, who was sitting in front of the bonfire and drinking alcohol from a gourd.
‘It’s the same as the masked guy, but that Daengjung is also formidable.’
Perhaps because of his unique rhyming technique, his abilities were difficult to understand.
It certainly didn’t seem like he had climbed over the wall, but why couldn’t I figure out the level of his energy?
I don’t really practice, so why do I keep getting stronger?
I don’t understand it any more than the mask guy.
‘You shouldn’t let down your guard.’
In his opinion, the four people present here had a high probability of becoming his lord’s closest associates in the future.
Perhaps that’s why the lord was also trying to increase their capabilities.
If you fall behind at a time like this, you might be given the lowest rank among your closest associates.
‘You have to become stronger.’
It was a dream drug that made my fighting spirit surge.
Of course, it was the same for Nyeopchun.
Without any further conversation, they concentrated on practicing fortune telling and embodying the demonic energy bestowed upon them by their lord.
* * *
‘ah?’
The Seonghwa Spirit Lord came to his senses and looked around.
Where on earth are we?
During a conversation with Mok Gyeong-un, who may be his incarnation, she lost consciousness, perhaps because her arm was cut and bleeding profusely.
She had not learned any internal skills and it was not a situation that her old body could endure.
As she looked around, she suddenly couldn’t help but be surprised.
I don’t know where I am because it was night or dark, but I could feel my severed arm.
So I wrapped my arms around him and smoothed them, hoping that it wouldn’t be possible, but the severed arms were still attached.
‘What is this?’
What’s going on?
Was he even dreaming?
The arm was clearly cut off, so why was it still intact?
Puzzled, she touched her ears to see if she could.
however,
‘······.’
There were no cut off ears.
The arm was still attached, but the ear had been cut off.
What on earth is this?
I was perplexed, but the dark space in front of me split open with a screeching sound and the door opened.
‘omg!’
The faint light of the campfire comes in.
A shadowy man with his back to it.
He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.
The moment he saw Mo Kyung-un, Seonghwaryeongju was overcome with fear and moved his body back without realizing it.
-Park!
But my back was blocked and I couldn’t move any further.
Thanks to the light, I could see my surroundings, and the place where I was,
‘carriage?’
It was definitely a carriage.
What happened while I was unconscious?
While I was wondering, Mok Kyung-un came inside, closed the carriage door, and said.
“I heard his breathing sound different, so I opened the door and found that he was awake as well. “Are you coming to your senses now?”
“No, how much has Nobu lost his mind?”
“I injected a lot of energy into it, but the bleeding was so severe that I couldn’t wake up for almost 7 days. “I thought there was nothing I could do if I died, but fortunately, I woke up.”
Ah?
Have you been unconscious for that long?
He said it was strange that somehow his entire body felt weak.
But did you say you were lucky now?
“I still have more things to ask and things I can use, but it would be difficult if I were already dead.”
“······.”
okay.
Then yes.
There was no way this demon-like person would have saved his life with good intentions.
When that thought came to mind, Seonghwaryeongju suddenly felt empty and sad.
How did this happen?
Mok Gyeong-un said to her, who was depressed.
“Where is this place?”
She looked puzzled at the question.
Oh, since you’ve lost your mind, how can you possibly know where this place is?
Then Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said.
“It’s a light source.”
‘And, light source?’
Seonghwaryeongju’s eyes widened.
Guangyuan (廣元) was a small county at the beginning of northern Sichuan Province.
Since the Sichuan Tang Family was located in Chengdu, the center of Sichuan Province, it could be reached within ten days if one traveled diligently by carriage.
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