Chapter 296

Episode 296. Do you believe me?

Despite the Eighthwangsinmo’s curse-like venomous remarks, the Baekduma soldiers did not blink an eye.

In fact, to the people of Sapa, that level of swearing was polite.

Still, he cynically responded, perhaps because Jeokwol Gongchwisan, who wrote ‘Yanggo’ himself, was displeased.

“joy! You won’t have time to blame your parents if things go wrong. Please call me a mantra.”

The Eighthwangsinmo did not hold back and meekly recited the mantra.

The mantra of the King of Cheondu was almost the same as that of the King of Baekdu, so the four of them memorized it without difficulty.

After confirming what others had memorized, Gong Quishan said coldly.

“If the mantra of the King of Heaven is false, the teacher will not be able to avoid death.”

“Whoops! stupid things. It took more than ten years for me to become the King of Heaven. how long do you think it will take Before that, hope ‘Yanggo’ doesn’t die of old age. After Yanggo dies, you guys will follow in his footsteps.”

Gongquan was annoyed, but couldn’t resist.

Even if you can’t do it, you have to use a thousand monks as sacrifices, but there are four people who know the mantra. In the end, it is said that more than 4,000 monks are needed.

Even if only a thousand people disappeared in an area, the imperial family would open their eyes and investigate.

If you keep an eye on your surroundings, it may take more than ten years.

There may come a day when we really have to hope that the ‘Yango’ in the head of the head doesn’t die a natural death.

Even so, you can’t kill the religious leader right away.

The distance that the spirituality of ‘Eum-Yang-Go’ communicates is about thirty chapters (about 90 meters). If you kill the cult leader on that street, you will surely be killed by the descending Demon King.

Bangcheongak said to Gongchwisan, who was rolling his head.

“Let’s go. I don’t think there’s anything good to see if you stay longer.”

Bang Chun-gak glanced at the teacher.

To be honest, he was scared even though the leader was subdued by Yango.

It was the same with the other Baekdu Demons.

“We got what we wanted, so let’s go.”

“Okay. I have no luck with this shrine. Let’s go and discuss the future.”

At the torch of Baekduma soldiers, Gongchwisan had no choice but to leave the shrine.

Eventually, the four Baekdu Demons disappeared from the shrine like ghosts.

As soon as they left, eight men and women appeared in front of the shrine.

It was the Palhwang, the right-hand man of the religious leader.

“Master! Are you okay?”

“Sir!”

They had cheerful faces, but they couldn’t track down the heads of families.

It’s because they can’t beat the head of the family with their own inaction.

There was no way until the head of the church stepped forward or moved another head of the family.

that’s when

A laugh flowed from the mother of the Eighthwang Goddess, who was sitting in front of Seotak.

“Poop! Fufufufu!”

The laughter grew out of control as if it had been suppressed.

Emperor Taebaek, who was worse than that, looked at the leader’s complexion with a worried face.

“Master?”

Eighthwangsinmo, who had been laughing for a long time, said while wiping the water from her eyes.

“It’s fine, don’t worry.”

“I heard that the rebels used a yeommae called ‘eumyanggo’.”

“Whoops, you have to look at it. Do you think that something like Yeommae will be able to withstand the power of the Lord of Yeomma?”

Eighthwangsinmo placed her palm on one ear and tapped it lightly as if draining water.

Then he put his palms in front of his eyes and looked intently at something.

“‘Em-Yang-Go’ is a fun bug.”

Contrary to the word that it was fun, flames soared from her palm.

After a while, she wiped her hands off and turned her head to the Eight Emperors.

“Don’t tell anyone about what you saw today. Do you understand?”

“Are you going to leave the rebels alone?”

Ilhwang Taebaek Seonin looked at Eighthwangsinmo with curious eyes.

The Venerable Yi Hwang Yuktong also helped with a word.

“If the religious leader doesn’t let you know that he is safe, there may be an infighting in the famous church.”

Then the Eighthwangsinmo coldly replied.

“If those with false beliefs rise up and stand up, it would be rather appreciated.”

Yi Hwang’s face stiffened slightly.

Apparently, the religious leader seemed to be thinking of filtering out famous schools.

In fact, famous schools have been run carelessly for the past thirty years.

“What if it’s a strange technique?”

“Have you ever heard of the word linguistic spirit?”

“None.”

“Human words have power from heaven. If you look at the sutras of the Buddha School, most of them begin with the words Yeo Shia Gate (如是我聞 I have heard this). In other words, it can be said that the Buddha’s words are embedded in the speaker’s soul. Words have such power. Eonryeong is to train the power received from heaven that a person’s horse has. The spirit magicians are truly terrifying.”

“How is it that it is terrifying?”

“To put it in the extreme, if the sorcerer tells you to die, you die. If you tell me to kill someone, I will kill you.”

“her!”

“Even the celestial love between parents and children can be broken with the spirit of words. There are also quite a few people who have killed their families with their own hands due to the curse.”

“Is that really possible?”

“yes.”

“The inner gong simbeop is to protect the mind, so shouldn’t we block it with that?”

“It is impossible. If witchcraft could be dealt with with martial arts, the sack would not have been made.”

“I guess so.”

Jang Moo-deok understood what Taeryeong said.

But that was all.

He considered the desire to reach the point of myth as his secret desire.

In the short conversation with the religious leader, there was nothing special that could be suspected in terms of language.

So, I turned my gaze to the grave.

Because no one confides their secret desires to others.

Taeryeong Seonin stopped talking when Jang Moo-deok stopped talking.

It was not polite to Jang Moo-deok, the greatest master in the world.

‘It’s not easy to manipulate others with the spirit of a word...’ It’s

as difficult as reaching that level with magic.

One person cannot rise to the status of a myth through martial arts and magic.

In the end, Taeryeong Seonin shook off his words and discussed the future with the Kunlun Samseon.

Yeonjeokha, who diligently picked up and ate the dishes spread out on the table, suddenly called for heartache.

“Old Sim.”

“yes?”

“How many years have we met?”

“I think it’s been four years.”

“Is it filthy old?”

“Oops! Why is that dirty?”

“Put.”

Namgoong-yeon, who had been listening inadvertently, burst into laughter.

However, she straightened up in the words that followed.

“If something happens in Mt. Take sister Yeon and run away. Don’t even look back.”

Namgungyeon and Shimtong raised their voices at the same time.

“What about Gongja?”

“I’m not weak enough to have to be taken care of by Shim-senpai.”

‘Eak!’

When Namgung-yeon’s expression was not serious, Yeon-jeok-ha quickly turned away.

“No, I didn’t mean that you were weak, I meant to run away with you.”

“What about you?”

“I’m going to run after watching my sister run away. You know how great my secret yearbook is, right?”

“know. If you run once, you say that Uicheon Geomjon’s Yigieo sword can’t do anything? But...”

Yeonjeokha interrupted Namgungyeon’s words.

“I can run freely without my sister. With my sister, I don’t go anywhere. Sister, do you believe me?”

‘ha!’

Namgungyeon sighed silently.

If you think about it rationally, he is right.

He wouldn’t be able to leave even to protect himself.

But the same goes for himself.

How could I leave him limb and go alone!

“Yes, I will do as you say.”

A different answer came out of my heart.

I lost because I knew his stubbornness.

‘Hmm! The Goddess of the Eighth Emperor is a person who is also good at magic, so will he do what he thinks?’

I guess we’ll have to wait and see who will protect whom.