Chapter 444

Episode 444. Memorize this mantra with all your heart

. Mid-January.

Shanxi.

Ryeong Seok-hyun.

around dusk.

Two wagons stopped in front of the shabby Gwanjemyo.

“oh my! cold! cold!”

The elderly coachman made a fuss by getting under the driver’s seat and approaching the carriage door.

As he reached the door, he opened the carriage door and two people got out.

It is Yeonjeokha and Jeokwol Gongchwisan.

“Confucius, I think it would be better to stay here tonight. I don’t know how far to go to the village.”

Yeon Jeok-ha nodded as if he understood.

After checking the reaction of the enemy, the coachman hurriedly prepared for camping.

Yeonjeokha also went into the Guanje Temple together with Gongchwisan.

The inside of the tomb was in a mess, as if no one had taken care of it for quite some time.

Yeonjeokha, who was looking at the front, tilted his head.

Gwan-woo and Gwan-pyeong (Gwan-woo’s son) are there, but Joo-chang (Gwan-woo’s subordinate general), who should be on the right side, is not visible.

“Isn’t there a claim here?”

“The cold seems to have overcome faith.”

Gongquan Mountain along with the horse pointed to the ash-covered floor.

Looking at the colorful wood remaining, it seemed that someone had broken a spear and used it as firewood.

An ordinary person would be astonished, but Gongchwisan’s face was insignificant.

“When it’s cold, they cut trees and burn them. Anyway, people are trying to warn.”

“To those who do not serve Guan Yu, the statue of God is nothing more than a piece of wood. It must have been annoying. Still, where did you leave the ‘father’ and ‘son’?”

Yeonjeokha glanced at Gongchwisan.

“Isn’t it cold?”

“Wouldn’t I be cold as a disabled person?”

“Do you believe in Guan Yu?”

“Hey, have you forgotten that I was a celebrity? Myungwanggyo and Myungwanggyo only believe in the King of Flames.”

“Good. I don’t believe either.”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who jumped up one unit at a time, kicked Kwan Woo-sang and knocked him down.

Then, with a sigh, he tore the statue of Guan Yu into pieces.

It didn’t take long for the wooden statue of Guan Yu to turn into firewood.

Gathering the fragments of the statue of Guan Yu together with the tips of his toes, Yeon Jeokha murmured.

“Gwanwu statue is also used to warm the body.”

Gongchwisan waited for the follow-up.

But that was all.

He crouched down in front of the stacking debris and patted the flint.

The fire did not catch as easily as expected.

Gong Qishan, who became an ordinary old man, gave instructions only through his mouth.

“Keep it shorter. with the power of the moment. Tak-tak!”

However, as if it had been cursed by Guan Yu, the flames were quickly extinguished even after they were lit.

In the end, the tired rival threw down the flint he was holding and jumped up.

“shit! i can’t eat Don’t just do it with an old man’s mouth, do it yourself.”

However, Gongchwisan pretended not to hear.

Then the coachman came inside carrying an armful of branches.

“I picked up some from the nearby forest. There were a lot more dry trees than I thought. what? By the way, did you have firewood? I am so grateful.”

The coachman put the branch down, crouched down, and banged the flint.

Like a lie, the fire was created in just one shot.

The coachman hummed and raised the fire little by little.

“Confucius, I think I will have to sleep in a corner of the Guanje Temple today. There is no good place to hide from the wind outside.”

“Please.”

Yeonjeok-ha nodded his head willingly.

It was burdensome to sleep separately from the coachman every time we camped, but I think it turned out better.

“Why are you always alone when you can be together outside?”

Even if we couldn’t avoid meeting, we shouldn’t have promised.

Then, suddenly, ‘Wouldn’t Gongchwisan have such regrets?’ I thought.

Seeing him with half-beggar half-dead eyes, it seems like he would know without asking.

It is clear that the famous religious leader is a more terrible person than he thought.

If he brought himself in to instill fear, despair and self-loathing in Gongquan, he succeeded.

Unlike a few months ago when he seemed detached, he now looks like he has fallen into abyss.

***

Shanxi Province.

parish prefecture.

New Shicho (3:00 p.m.).

The wagon carrying Lianzhihe and Gongqushan finally entered Jiaogu County.

Fengji Mountain is half an hour’s drive (1 hour) by horse-drawn carriage.

Contrary to Gongchwisan’s blood-drying heart, the coachman’s face was bright.

This is because the end of the long journey is in sight.

Although it is a job that is paid for, it is understandable since I have been working non-stop for several months.

Normally, he would take a break from time to time, but the coachman rather urged the horse.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who couldn’t see Gongchwisan’s pale face, asked sneakily.

“How can I get some rest?”

“Okay. It’s only painful to watch the crazy sword dance for a long time.”

“is it.”

I didn’t recommend any more serialization.

Wouldn’t it be known if another way was created by dragging the time?

If the outcome is fixed anyway, it would be better to reduce the time of agony.

Finally, the carriage arrived at the entrance of Mt. Fungji.

When the carriage stopped at an appropriate place, Yan Zihe and Gongquan Mountain came out.

“Wait for me here, coachman! I’ll be right back.”

“Yes yes.”

The coachman didn’t even come down from the driver’s seat.

“Let’s go.”

When Yan Jehe went ahead, Gong Quishan followed with slow steps.

Maybe it’s been about 15 minutes since I climbed the mountain?

A middle-aged man fell from the air in front of the two of them.

I hesitated at the appearance of him, who seemed to have suddenly fallen from the sky.

I don’t know if it’s ignorant or not.

One of the Eight Emperors, Taebaek Seonin (太白仙人) opened his mouth with a grave face.

“I came to meet the two of you by order of the headmaster. If you don’t want to enter the Eight Gates, Palsangjin, follow me.”

After speaking, he turned around and strode away.

It seemed that it didn’t matter whether he fell into trouble or not to never look back.

Supporting Gongquan Mountain, who was clearly tired of dating, followed him.

Taebaek Seonin turned around whenever a fork in the road or a pole with an amulet came out.

It didn’t go up in a straight line, so it took quite a while, but I didn’t complain.

That’s why it’s a hundred times better than falling into an eight-door battle without an ally to rely on.

After climbing the mountain for about half an hour (1 hour), a sign that read ‘Seonnyeoam’ appeared.

Seeing the hermitage in the distance, Taebaek Seonin’s pace quickened.

If it wasn’t to let go of the offense just to be beaten at least once, it would mean that I was freed from the influence of Eight Doors and Eight Sangjins.

The distance grew wider, but the rival did not call him.

It’s sad, but more than that, it’s to say goodbye to Gongchwisan.

“gaffer. Please tell me if you have anything to ask. With what I can hear.”

“Could you take me and run away?”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

When Yeon Jeokhe came out seriously, Gongquashan stopped walking.

“Now that I think about it, it seems that the essence of Taeilgwan lies not in ‘Jingujeongdanbeop(眞九鼎丹法)’ but in ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Shinju(太上正一降臨神呪)’. After all, the sister-in-law also became a famous religious leader with that spell.”

“so?”

“Memorize this mantra wholeheartedly. That’s my last request. ‘If you put down all ties and don’t raise a single hair, that is the pre-birth and the truth, the infinite. If you melt into the emptiness of the beginning [太虛], you will forget the ceremony where your family name and name enter. After forgetting the ceremony, you will be able to meet the gods, so nine dragons will descend from Okcheong. ‘”

It was the incantation of ‘Taesangjeongil Advent Divine Liturgy’, which is said to bring you in touch with God.