< Episode 111: Spirit (1) >
-Get up.
-bang!
“Ugh!”
Na Yu-ryang, the great disciple of Hoiju, woke up coughing up blood in shock.
Na Yu-ryang, who came to his senses, could not help but be surprised at the presence weighing on his heart.
“We…Soyeon?”
-What a trivial thing to say.
-Poof!
“Tsk.”
A moan escaped Nayulryang’s mouth as sharp nails dug into his chest.
Although he was arrogant and prideful and had more patience than anyone else, he was strangely unable to bear the pain.
In response, he tried to pull out the nail stuck in his chest.
But it was strange.
‘body?’
It didn’t move.
My body wasn’t paralyzed, but I just felt pain, as if most of my muscles had been severed, but I couldn’t figure out what was happening.
Let’s try to purify the spirit by arousing the spirit,
-Wow! Wow!
“Kwaaaaaak!”
The moment he tried to circulate the internal energy of his dantian, a tremendous pain, as if needles were pricking all the acupuncture points of his body, came over him, and a scream instead of a moan came out of his mouth.
This was not a pain that could be endured with patience alone.
Na Yu-ryang instinctively knew that all of his acupuncture points were ruptured and that even his dantian was not normal.
‘What’s wrong with your body?’
Beyond being seriously injured, his body was damaged to the point where it was almost impossible to return as a warrior.
Why is my body broken?
Clearly in his memories…
– Thick!
My head hurt, and for a moment, unknown memories came to mind.
What kind of phenomenon is this?
Wi So-yeon, who was puzzled, dug her nails into her own chest…
Wait a minute, is this woman Wi So-yeon?
“Four years… “Who are you?”
It is different from Wisoyeon.
A pure white face with no visible life.
She looked exactly like Wi So-yeon, but unlike her innocent look, she had a sense of dignity and intimidation that seemed to encompass those around her.
-Whoosh!
“Sigh.”
Sharp nails digging into my chest touched something.
It was clearly the heart.
The feeling of something touching my beating heart was full of a strangeness and discomfort I had never felt before in my life.
Cheongryeong, a peerless beauty who looked just like the priest Wi So-yeon, spoke to him who was speechless.
-The heavenly vein gave me the pain of having my heart ripped out alive. The pain cannot be measured in words.
“now······. what are you saying······.”
-The third eye inside you… No, there was a cost involved. Even if it wasn’t long, I shared my body with him even for a moment, so I’m sure something will remain in his mind.
“Sharing a body…”
– Thick!
My head rang and unknown memories flashed by me again.
It was the scene of Mo Kyung-un and himself fighting.
A high-level celestial sword technique that he could not yet reach at his level was unfolding in his hands, and Mok Gyeong-un was blocking the enormous sword with a sword blade that was comparable to that of the sword.
‘what’s this?’
Why do these memories remain in my head?
I couldn’t understand it at all.
The reason he was properly conscious was that the people around him blamed him for everything…
“Moyak? Turn it off!”
At that moment, the image of Moyak, who had suddenly changed, came to mind.
okay.
She suddenly turned into a different person, stuck her finger into her empty right eyeball, and pulled out her own eyeball…
-thud! thud! thud!
My heart is pounding like crazy and my head feels like it will explode.
“Off.”
The moment Na Yu-ryang remembered her appearance, his eyes became red and bloodshot, as if he were a poisonous demon, and the veins on his forehead swelled severely.
Seeing this, the eyes of Cheongryeong, who had tried to interrogate Na Yulyang, were colored with disappointment.
I was hoping that something would remain in my mind, but looking at its current state, it seemed like it was just broken.
‘Bonheon!’
Anger rises.
I still don’t know if this guy is really human or not, but he can’t believe he ruined the successor to his martial arts, Cheonmaek, like this.
To him, everything except himself is just a hand in a chessboard?
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-Park!
Cheongryeong pulled out the nails that had been buried in his chest.
This guy, who had already ruptured his dantian and acupuncture points, lost his martial arts skills, and whose body and mind were ruined, seemed difficult to revive as a warrior.
‘······Being alive must be a living hell.’
After finding out the information, she tried to kill Na Yu-ryang, who succeeded Cheonmaek’s Mu.
However, with his mind, let alone his body, damaged to this extent, it seemed like there was no need for him to end his life.
It was then.
Cheongnyeong looked there at the approaching sign.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
A woman was standing there, one eye stained with blood and bruises closed, breathing heavily.
She was Mo Yak, Na Yu-ryang’s confidant.
“Confucius!”
As her cries rang out, something strange happened.
The consciousness of Na Yulyang’s eyes returned, as he was about to be put in a state from which he could never return again.
Then I saw him looking at Moyak with trembling eyes.
‘this guy······.’
As soon as I heard the voice of that female sentient being, my consciousness, which had been broken, returned.
It seemed almost impossible to recover, but this was surprising.
When Cheongryeong saw Na Yu-ryang’s eyes turn red, his gaze returned, and he felt a strange feeling.
‘······.’
The reason she tried to save Na Yu-ryang, the successor to Cheonmaek’s Mu, was because she thought that his mind was broken and it would be difficult to revive him.
However, if you come back to your senses, the story is different.
She decided to take away everything from Heaven in order to wash away her resentment.
-Sneaking!
Her fingernails grew longer and blood-red spiritual energy flowed out.
Maybe it was the best moment.
I thought he was an emotionless guy, but the moment he looked at that middle-aged woman, I saw that his eyes became saddened.
Clearly they like each other.
‘Yes, this is it.’
The corner of Cheongnyeong’s mouth twitched and went up.
-Poof!
As Cheongnyeong lightly waved the gombangdae, Moyak’s body, which was running, was caught in the blood.
-Chuck!
“oh.”
“Four bitches!”
When she was caught in an instant, Na Yu-ryang tried to force her upper body up despite her broken body.
However, the blood vessels in my entire body were ruptured and even my muscles were almost cut off due to overuse, so there was no way I could move properly.
“Off.”
I was in pain and couldn’t raise my upper body properly.
-Sigh!
Cheongnyeong raised his body with spiritual power.
-If you want to see it, you have to show it.
I was planning on showing a precious person dying painfully anyway.
You guys, those who inherited the blood and radish of the Heavenly Vessel, can never be happy.
As Cheongryeong was about to extend his stick towards Moyak, Nayuliang twisted his body like crazy and shouted.
“Off. stop! “What are you trying to do?”
-What do you think you will do?
-Poof!
When Cheongnyeong swung the gombangdae,
-Quad!
Moyak’s left arm was bent in the opposite direction, and the elbow bone protruded through the flesh.
“Aaaahhh!”
“stop! “Stop it!”
-Are you distressed? This doesn’t even come close to the pain you caused me. It’s just the beginning, but it’s going to be difficult if you’re already nervous.
“Let her go. Better kill me. “If you have a grudge against the Heavenly Veil, let me…!”
Na Yulyang’s mouth was forcibly shut.
He had lost almost all his strength, so he couldn’t even resist.
-don’t worry. I will kill you too.
When Cheongnyeong swung the gombangdae at Moyak again,
-Quad!
“Aaaahhh!”
Moyak’s right arm was bent in the opposite direction, and the bone was sticking out as well.
She was bleeding profusely due to the injuries she received at the manor and the loss of her eye, so when her arms were broken, not only was she in pain, but her face turned pale as if she were dying.
Seeing her like that, Nayul-ryang screamed as if she was overcome by evil.
“Eupeupupeup!”
He was a man who never lost his arrogance and pride under any circumstances.
However, when he saw the woman he cherished dying before his eyes, he felt his heart break for the first time in his life.
-closely!
Mo Yak must have been heartbroken to see Na Yu-ryang like this, biting his lip and doing his best to hold back the pain.
The look I wanted came out.
Cheongnyeong waited for all the suffering he suffered before his death to be returned.
That’s why I waited so long for this moment…
‘······.’
Upon seeing them, Cheongryeong did not feel relieved or relieved of his resentment.
Instead, I felt bitter and empty inside.
‘why? ‘Why?’
During the hundred years he spent as a vengeful spirit, didn’t he decide to destroy everything related to the Cheonmaek without leaving behind any seeds?
However, instead of feeling relieved as I watched their suffering, I became more frustrated.
Why is that like that?
I didn’t understand.
Is it possible that after waiting so long, I feel sympathy for them?
That couldn’t have been possible.
He was not just a soul, but a vengeful spirit.
I stayed in this world only because of resentment, so why do I develop such feelings towards people who are no better than my enemies?
‘no. no. ‘How can I have such trivial sympathy for these people?’
okay.
I think it’s because I found out that Biheon of Cheonmaek, who can be said to be the final destination of resentment, is still alive.
Maybe that’s why I wasn’t very impressed by the suffering of people other than him.
There was a single culprit, and there was no way the grudge could be easily resolved with just these people.
‘Seeing him in pain…’
She thought that everything would be solved if she saw it, but in her eyes, she saw Na Yu-ryang and Mo Yak staring at each other in silence.
Although they were not speaking, they were willing to die and were conveying their feelings for each other with their eyes.
‘······.’
It was truly strange.
Seeing them like this, Cheongryeong immediately thought of Mok Gyeong-un rather than ‘him’.
When he thought of Mo Gyeong-un, Cheongryeong’s heart ached so much.
‘Rebirth…’
If all resentment is resolved, one’s soul will no longer have any regrets about being in this world, and will leave this world.
Then, our relationship with sentient beings will end.
That is the connection between the living and the dead.
– Thick!
At that moment, Cheongnyeong felt heartbroken.
what?
I am a vengeful soul made up of a spirit body, but why does my heart feel so tight and painful?
But that was right then.
“Cluck cluck…. Ryu So-wol. “Please stop.”
The young man’s gaze returned to the sound of an energetic cough.
“Master?”
Nayuliang said with surprised eyes.
The person who suddenly appeared was none other than the Lord of Heaven and Earth.
The head of Cheonjihoe, who appeared with a pale complexion as if he had suffered severe internal injuries, glanced at Na Yulyang and said,
-widely! widely! widely!
I snapped my fingers one after another.
Then, the small energies that bounced from his fingers occupied Na Yulyang’s acupoints and put him to sleep.
As Nayuliang fell asleep, Hoeju snapped his fingers at Moyak this time.
I bounced even more,
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
He also put her to sleep by pointing out the hemostasis point and blood transfusion of the heavy bleeding mother medicine.
Cheongryeong’s eyes became harsh again as he saw the sight of Cheonjihoeju putting them to sleep like that.
Unlike these younger guys, this one is a direct descendant of Bi-heon.
A being that inherited that blood.
-okay. You were there too.
The young spirit raised his spiritual power and attempted to expand the blood realm, the realm of refuge.
But that was then.
-thud!
At that time, the Lord of Heaven and Earth suddenly kneeled down towards her.
Then he immediately bowed his head towards the floor.
‘!?’
The young man’s expression hardened.
What on earth is this guy doing?
No way now…
“Ryu So-wol. What you want is the disappearance of the Heavenly Veil bloodline. Please spare their lives.”
-under?
“Na Yuryang, this child was taken in and taught by me, but he did not carry on Cheonmaek’s blood.”
To his words, Cheongryeong responded bluntly with a puzzled look on his face.
-What do you mean? Since he inherited the Cheonmaek’s radish, he is clearly the Cheonmaek. You can’t deny that.
“······I know. But if you do it that way, your resentment will only be relieved by killing everyone in the Heaven and Earth Council.”
Cheongnyeong snorted coldly.
-joy! There’s nothing you can’t do.
“In the end, I know that he, or rather, Bi-heon, took everything away, but it was you who held the foundation and everything. No matter how strong your hatred for Heavenly Veil is, do you think he will deny and destroy everything you have made with your hands?”
-Gooooooo!
At his words, the whole place was suddenly stained with red blood.
As the spirit’s vitality reached its peak, even the Lord of Heaven and Earth swallowed his saliva without realizing it due to the heaviness of it.
It was not because he was afraid of her, but because her hatred exceeded his expectations.
But I understood.
After looking at ‘It’, a record of the past, she realized that Cheonmaek had committed an irreparable sin against her and other Wolmaeks.
That’s why I wanted to end all my mistakes at my own risk.
However, if her anger was at this level, it seemed like it would not end with simply apologizing and sacrificing her life.
The head of Cheonjihoe, who was sighing, slowly raised his head and looked at Cheongryeong and said.
“if······. “I guess we have no choice but to make a deal.”
-transaction?
“exactly.”
-What a funny guy. Rebirth… What kind of deal can you make when you are defeated by the Heavenly Demon and lose everything?
To her words, the Lord of Cheonjihoe responded in a low voice.
“If the Heavenly Demon you believe in so much fails to save Wi So-yeon, my youngest disciple, you will face the worst crisis, let alone revenge.”
-what?
“If that happens, there is only one way to save Ryu So-wol.”
-Looking for the main seat? What are you talking about now?
“·····The moment you enter into his hands the golden art of uniting the soul and the white, you will never be able to escape from his grasp, even before you have resolved the hundred years of resentment.”
‘!?’
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