Chapter 554

Episode 554. Goo Hoi-il, the best writer of the Cheonji Order Koo

Hoi-il is a native of Hansanju and a disciple of the Cheonji Order.

He entered the initiation at the young age of 12, and reached the stage of ‘wonyoung’ ten years later.

On that day, the heavens and earth bells were buzzing.

At 22, ‘Podium’ is common, but it’s understandable that you’ve reached ‘Wonyoung’, which is two steps higher than that.

After that, he was called ‘the best equipment of Cheonjijong’.

In the Cheonji sect, there was no doubt that Gu Hoi-il would one day become a servant.

Thus, not only ‘Dokyo’, who was an Inseon (人仙), but also ‘Sage’, a Jiseon (至仙), coveted him.

However, in the end, he became a disciple of ‘Sage’ and was pushed to the back of his memory by living in Bicheonbong.

Five years passed like that.

In the meantime, he has reached ‘Wonyoung three stars’.

Even if you are a master of ‘Wonyeong’, you have completed in five years what would have taken ninety years.

With his incomparable achievements, he gradually turned into a self-respecting clown.

It also contributed to the fact that ‘Dokyo’ and ‘Sage’ said that they would become servants whenever they saw him.

To make matters worse, he entered the mountain at the age of 12 and spent 15 years with masters of the heavenly sect, and his temper was not ordinary.

Many sectarian disciples consider ordinary people only slightly better than animals.

Just as he grew up in the Chunji sect, Gu Hoi-il also considered human life like the life of a fly.

That is why, when the official at the West Gate pointed at it with the tip of his spear, he cut it without hesitation.

Of course, if this place was Hansanju, I wouldn’t have killed him.

Anyway, after beheading the officer, he calmly entered the downtown area.

Don’t you know if it’s Sumiseong, where Soyojong is located?

For the disciples of the Savior, the castles that are not directly managed by the priesthood are practically a backyard.

Therefore, the rescue of Cheonjijong, who had a grudge with Soyojong, was not in a hurry.

One of the reasons for his leisure was the fact that most of the religious sects who went in and out of the secular world were ‘Yeonheo’ and ‘Podium’.

For ‘Banseon (半仙 Wonyoung)’ like Gu Hoi-il, the secular world was just dust to be shaken off.

In fact, Goo Hoi-il, who was a ‘banseon’ – and even in the middle of winter – wandering around Kuju, was a strange person.

While looking around, Gu Hoi-il caught a sign that said Daraewon (多來院).

The taste is as good as it is big and colorful.

Nodding his head, he strode toward Daraewon.

It was close to lunchtime, so the inside was vibrating with the smell of food.

It’s a restaurant, so maybe it’s natural.

Ordinary people would have accepted it casually, but Goo Hoi-il, who had an extraordinary sense of choice, frowned.

Then the quick-witted clerk smiled and said.

“When guests go up to this floor, the view is nice and pleasant. Shall we take you there?”

Goo Hoeil nodded his head with a face that was too bothersome to talk about.

The clerk glanced at the handle of the sword protruding from Gu Hoi-il’s shoulder and cautiously went upstairs.

After noon, guests came to Daraewon one by one.

Still, half of the seats were empty because it was midwinter and the floating population was low. The door of the leisurely Daraewon opened and guests rushed in.

They are the vigilantes of the alumni.

The owner, who was guarding the cash register with a drowsy face, jumped out with a big smile.

“Come on! You have worked hard today too!”

This is because the biggest customers in winter are vigilantes who eat at the restaurant, unlike the officers and soldiers who get their meals at the post.

Even if it wasn’t that, the vigilantes were the biggest customers during the winter.

Because they risk their lives to protect the city.

Kang Su-seong, leader of the alumni vigilante group, looked around the first floor.

I said I was in a hurry, but I couldn’t see an empty seat by the window with a good view.

‘Let’s sit down and eat together. What is it that each person occupies one seat at a time?’

Kang Soo-seong smacked his lips with a confused face.

At best, I shouted, ‘There is a place with a good atmosphere and good taste’, but it was regrettable.

When he made a displeased face, the owner quietly said a word.

“Gangdaegyeop This floor is a bit spacious.”

“Shouldn’t we have a full meal instead of a simple meal?”

This floor has a nice view and is pleasant, but you have to order expensive dishes for the seat price.

Suseong Kang pointed out that.

“Oops! you’re welcome. If I do that to the vigilantes, people will hate me. Today, I will take you to this floor specially. Dine in peace.”

The owner put strength into the word ‘today’.

From now on, it means to use it according to the rules.

A chicken bone was deeply embedded in the very center of his forehead.

“....”

The pilgrims, including the Five Buddhas, forgot their words for a moment and blinked their eyes.

Oh Buddha, who came to his senses belatedly, stammered.

“Daehyeop My subordinate has committed great disrespect to Daehyeop. Please forgive me.”

However, Goo Hoe-il did not answer and only played with chopsticks.

One of the ghost gates, which had been quietly stepping backwards while keeping an eye on them, went back to the other side.

fluff.

A wooden chopstick sprouted from his forehead like a branch.

Now, there are two survivors.

The Five Buddhas and his subordinates did not dare to move and only rolled their eyes busily.

As two people died, Kang Su-seong and Hyeoncheonmun masters also quietly put down their chopsticks.

Suseong Kang coughed and said.

“Hum hum. When you’re done eating, let’s get up.”

“Maybe?”

It was when Cheon San-wol lifted his butt slightly from the chair along with the horse.

The young man’s mouth, which had been tightly closed, opened.

“A vigilante?”

Kang Soo-sung answered his sudden question with a startled face.

“That’s right. What business do you have with the vigilante?”

“The city gates are clean and there are no broken houses near the gates. Wasn’t this place free from wild beasts? Or that a master of the soyo sect is staying.”

Gu Hoi-il guessed that there is a master of Soyo sect in Saneum-hyeon.

This is why it is difficult to protect the city so neatly with only officers and vigilantes.

Among the cities I saw while following the Muryang River in the Cheongwan Mountain Range, Saneum County was the most intact.

This is impossible without the involvement of sectarians.

If there was a soyojong master in Saneumhyeon, I thought to cut it off before the tail was caught.

Kang Su-seong, who was already depressed, responded calmly without protesting even at his lower body.

“Ah, if it’s a beast, our vigilantes must have dealt with it.”

“It’s been a while since winter started, but you mean that only ‘vegetable’ beasts have been around?”

“No. There were also beasts of ‘iron grade’ and ‘silver grade’.”

“Ask again. Who was the one who dealt with the beasts of the ‘iron class’ and ‘silver class’?”

Now it’s openly half-worded.

Still, Kang Soo-seong did not take that issue as an issue.

When he asked who he was, a flash of lightning flashed in the young man’s eyes.

It disappeared in an instant, but it was a scene I will never forget.

“Yeondaehyeop of the vigilantes took care of it.”

“Where is the Yeondaehyeop?”

Kang Soo-seong, who was overwhelmed by the young man’s spirit, glanced at the younger enemy involuntarily.

Goo Hoe-il’s gaze shifted from Kang Su-seong to Yeonjeok-ha.

“Is it a grand agreement that you opened?”

“however?”

Yeonjeokha looked at the young man with a sullen face.

Judging from the prayers he exudes, he seems to be a disciple of the sect, but I don’t know why he is looking for himself.

As if he had finished eating, Gu Hoi-il lightly wiped his hands and asked.

“Are you a disciple of Soyojong?”

“It’s not? Seeing that you ask, you don’t seem to be a Soyojong person?”

The corners of Goo Hoe-il’s mouth twisted slightly at the rather sharp point of Yeonjeok-ha.

“You were not a disciple of Soyo-jong, but you killed beasts of ‘cheol-class’ and ‘silver-class’? believe that?”

“Who do you believe? Believe it or not, do as you like. Because I am not interested.”

Goo Hoe-il’s eyebrows, like those of a caterpillar, wriggled.

But is that young guy with no blood on his head talking half-heartedly?

‘If you hear my name, you’ll run away.’

Goo Hoi-il slowly rose from his seat and flicked his hand, and two heads flew into the air.

Red blood gushed out like a fountain from the severed necks of the Five Buddhas and Guimumbangdo.

Chow-.

Goo Hoe-il smiled whitely in the sea of blood and said.

“I am Guhuiil of Cheonjijong. Who are you?”