Chapter 412

Episode 412. If you only talk about the Chilpamun, you’re going to be different

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It’s like a flower without eleven.

He returned to Nammok Mountain when the Demonic Cult entered a period of decline and was infested with all sorts of crooks.

There was disappointment in the Demonic Cult, but more than that, it was to refine one’s own temperament.

The plank house in the middle of the mountain where he lived with his parents had already turned into an abandoned house.

His family disappeared, but he, haunted by vague memories, repaired the abandoned house and locked himself in.

ten years to do so.

Finally, on the thirteenth day of marriage, he left the plank house without any regrets.

The first thing I heard after descending was the famous school.

Defeated the Justice League and the Heaven and Earth League and became the absolute strongest?

Next is Juksan-hyeon Hyeonryeong.

No matter where I went, there was only a story about him.

If the rumors about Yumyeonggyo were all the same, Juksan-hyeon’s Hyunryung ran from one pole to another.

Being beaten by a shaman, being photographed by a high official, being caught by a sorcerer... A shaman,

a dignitary and a sorcerer?

What an incongruous combination this is!

At that time, Chun Woo-saeng, a fairy tale, appeared in front of me.

He was a well-known storyteller and a well-known person in the Hoguangseong area.

So he tested his knowledge with half a hermit.

The results were just fine.

True to its reputation as the best in Hogwangseong, stories that had never been heard came pouring out.

All that remains is information about the Myeongwanggyo.

Since he might notice the Chunhai religion, he thought to visit and listen to it separately.

For that reason, I closed it for a while, but someone asked me about it.

And also ignorantly and openly.

Looking at it, it seems that he is looking for Myeongwanggyo.

I wondered if it was out of simple curiosity or because there was a purpose.

At first it was just that.

However, no matter how you look at it, this guy who only looks like an ordinary person is suspicious.

Gyeon-Woo Lee of the White Sword Marksland was also terrified of the energy he radiated, but this guy was different.

I don’t care if I’m dull or out of my mind.

At this point, it’s a matter of pride.

That’s why it jumped out leaving the placenta or the placenta of the precious food.

I didn’t want to break up like this because I was embarrassed.

I was thinking of finding out a little more about the opponent and then stepping on it or killing it.

However, as we talked, it seemed strangely well communicated.

It’s the first time I’ve met a person who doesn’t have any preconceived notions about the Demonic Cult in Gangho.

The thought of stepping on it or killing it soon disappeared.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t had a conversation partner in the meantime, so my heart has been unlocked.

Even so, that face was difficult to accept.

“You ran away, right?”

“haha! to run away I was thinking about it for a while. By the way, is that on the face smallpox?”

“It’s just that the swelling came up as a side effect of using the wrong medicine. You will be well soon.”

Only then did Noh Do-gyeong’s stride widened.

Noh Do-gyeong, standing shoulder to shoulder again, asked as if passing by.

“What kind of drug did you take to make it happen?”

“There is something called Nakwol Dokjeong.”

“It’s a fall. It has a beautiful name, but it must have been very poisonous. Haha, poisonous mushrooms are notable.”

“It’s similar.”

Noh Do-gyeong glanced at the face of the young man named ‘Yeon-mo’.

Until now, I thought he was a normal person, but it seems that he was not.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“What about your monk?”

“It’s nonpartisan.”

“...”

Noh Do-gyeong didn’t say anything for a moment.

I knew that there were many non-partisan disciples in the sipeon, but I thought he was a member of the non-partisan faction.

Chilpamun and the Demonic Cult were long-time enemies, and could be said to be the enemies of a thousand and one infidelity.

“Didn’t the younger brother hear about the Demonic Cult in the shaman faction?”

From the point of view of Noh Do-kyung, a demonic cult, it was a training method that was slightly appealing.

“If you look at the transcendent power, it is. The thing is, that’s not the end.”

“Are there any other tricky conditions?”

“It’s not the condition, but the result that hits the target. When the famous religious twelve horsemen die, they turn into monsters. And it eats people as soon as it catches sight.”

“Isn’t that a rumor spread by the Chilpa Gate?”

“and! This man, from earlier on, when I keep talking about the Chilpamun, he throws me off.”

“It’s because they’re good at slander.”

“You can think whatever you want. Anyway, the secret of famous religion is to use supernatural powers as sacrifices. Just know that you will turn into a monster in return.”

“Ambiguous.”

“What’s ambiguous?”

“There are many magicians who offer people as sacrifices. However, there is no demon who dies and becomes a monster. It’s unclear whether or not that will help the Demonic Cult.”

“Isn’t that not in line with your doctrine?”

“Why do you think it’s not right?”

“You say you’re creating a new world? Do monsters fit in that new world?”

“Huggin. That’s what I think, so again.”

Noh Do-kyung shook his head.

I can understand the sacrifice, but a monster that eats humans in Shincheonji. That doesn’t sound like much. Of course, I’m still half-confident about monsters.

***

Dozens.

Bang Hyun.

around dusk.

Two men entered Banghyeon, located south of Sipeon.

They are Yeon Jeok-ha and Noh Do-kyung.

The two entered the largest-looking inn and found a separate room. The destination was the same, but it happened because we weren’t together.

I unpacked my luggage and went down to the dining room.

Noh Do-kyung, who was sitting at the table when he came down, waved his hand.

“Come, little brother.”

I thought it would be better than eating alone, so I sat across from him.

Jeomsoy came closer.

“What would you like?”

“Gyuhwagye (chicken wrapped in mud and grilled) and chobi (fried rice). Oh, and a bottle of incense wine as an accompaniment.”

“Yes yes.”

When Jeom So-yi left, Do-kyung Noh said a word.

“I already ordered. But what is incense? If it’s a man, it’s bamboo leaves.”

I listened to him with one ear and shed it.

After a while, Soyi Jeom served food and lined it up in front of Dokyung Noh.

Baekyuk (白肉 boiled pork) and the early years were not much different from Yeonjeokha.

Not long after, the food under Yeonjeok-ha came out.

Yeonjeokha, who was hungry after walking all day, silently devoted himself to chopsticks.

By dinner time, the restaurant was full of people.

Noh Do-kyung, who was slightly full, raised his head slightly and saw a young man named Yeon-mo.

“why?”

“No, I’m just curious.”

“What?”

“There is such a thing.”

He wondered why a non-partisan disciple was looking for Myeongwanggyo, but he didn’t say it.

It’s because there are many ears that are listening.

At that time, a group of Murim people roughly opened the door of the inn and entered.

The owner, who was watching the customers at the checkout counter, jumped out in surprise.

“Come on. Tak Daehyeop. However, there are a lot of customers, so you may have to wait a bit to get a seat.”

Noyabang’s ark, Tak Sang-wol, ‘heung!’ and sneered.

“I didn’t come here to eat. We are looking for a non-partisan secular disciple named Yeon Nam-cheon. Have you seen a guy that looks like this lately?”

Along with the words, he unfolded the hwaseonji.

The owner, who had been carefully examining the rice paper, answered cautiously.

“I didn’t see it. There are none among the customers of our inn.”

“okay? If you see a guy like this, you should immediately inform Noyabang. If you ignore it just to make a few bucks, you’ll be able to close the business that day.”

“Yes yes. I will definitely do that.”

Tak Sang-wol, who was about to leave, saw a seat by the window and stopped.

A man wearing bamboo ribs caught my eye.

“What is that?”