Chapter 878

Episode 878. Admiring Yeonjeokha’s courage even though they never wanted to see each other again,

Jong Rimok, his blood relative, hesitated to make friends with him.

However, he did not show the slightest interest in the mating species.

Because to him, his blood brother was nothing more than an evil madu who tried to ignore him.

“Aren’t you going?”

“Ah go. Be respectful.”

At Yeonjeokha’s question, Jongrimok and Jeokryongchae bandits left Cheonramsochuk as if they were being chased out.

Hyeonmubaek, who had been watching, cautiously opened his mouth.

“thanks. If it wasn’t for you, I would have died right away.”

“...”

He turned his gaze to the distant mountains.

He saved Hyeon Mu-baek, but killed Baek Mi-joo, his mother, with his own hands.

Is he his enemy? Is it silver?

“Baekhyun hyung.”

“uh.”

Yeon Mu-baek was somehow proud when Yeon Jeok-ha called him older brother.

He felt the fact that Namcheon Yeon Jeok-ha was his half-brother.

“Have you heard that I destroyed a famous religious shrine in Uichang?”

“If you are talking about Seo Ji-jang, I heard it on the way.”

“I met my aunt at Shijiazhuang.”

“...”

Hyeonmubaek was speechless at the unexpected sound.

I was in a state of disowning my mother, not disowning it, but I was always curious about the news of my mother.

“They became twelve horsemen. The person who made human sacrifices at Seojiazang is my aunt. They say that they have already sacrificed about 50 monks to become Baekduma-gun.”

“That person just gave birth to me and has nothing to do with me.”

“That day, I read my aunt’s Eight Juryung. It was also an item that stole the spiritual energy of monks, but seeing that my aunt cherished it, I wanted to break it even more.”

“Ah...”

A bitter smile appeared on the corners of Hyeonmubaek’s mouth.

I felt like I knew what Yeonjeokha felt while watching it, even without explaining further.

But that’s for a while.

Yeon Mu-baek’s face hardened at the words of his half-brother.

“I wanted to raise the medicine by destroying something that my aunt cherished. I did... but as soon as I broke my aunt’s Eight Jewels, something strange happened.”

He explained how the mating white rice wine had suddenly aged and how black shadows that had risen from the ground dragged her and disappeared beneath the ground.

“...I dug the floor, but there was nothing underneath. Celebrities offer their souls to the King of Flames, and I think they were dragged into the underworld because of that.”

“You mean your mother is dead?”

“yes.”

“Aren’t you misunderstanding something? I have never heard of a man being taken alive to the underworld.”

“I saw it for the first time too. But it is true that my aunt was taken to the underworld.”

“Couldn’t my mother be alive?”

“A person living in the underworld cannot go there. He would have died when he was captured by the shadows.”

“...”

Yeon Moo Baek looked at Yeon Jeok Ha with a bewildered face.

Of course he didn’t mean to kill, but he must have killed his mother.

“Didn’t you really know that if you break the Eight Spirits, your mother will die?”

“I did not know.”

“The question is a bit strange, but what would you have done if you knew that?”

“I would have told Old Man Sim to break it.”

The serial enemy did not hesitate and said it firmly.

It was because the Paljuryeong could not be left alone even for the dead monks who were deprived of the spirit by the Eight Spiritual Spirits.

“You mean you killed your mother, whether you knew it or not.”

“The Paljuryeong contains the aura of monks who were sacrificed for human sacrifice. We can’t let the aura of the monks be used for bad things.”

“Rather than that, it would be more accurate to say that I have grown up. You are very different from when you happened to see your aunt.”

“Does your sister think I should have just returned the Eight Juryungs to my aunt?”

“no. that’s what you do We should do the same for the monks who died in agony.”

“shit. I don’t know Why did I break the Eight Commandments? Who was it for?”

When Yeon Jeok-ha grumbled, Namgung-yeon handed the baby he was holding to him.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, so don’t regret it.”

As I was held by the younger brother, the baby said “Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” burst out laughing

I shook off the distracting thoughts associated with the sound of a baby’s laughter.

“sister.”

“huh?”

“I think the baby is a bit strange.”

“why?”

“In anoxia, when I was lost in some stupid thoughts, I woke up when I heard a baby cry. Even now, when I hear the sound of a baby laughing, all my thoughts run away.”

“It’s because he has strong paternal love.”

“Ah, is that because of fatherly love?”

Yeonjeokha scratched his head.

Since it was Namgung-yeon’s words, it must have been true, but for some reason it seemed to be for a different reason.

For example, the power possessed by the soul of the drunk Menua.

“why? Is there anything else you would like to point out?”

“What else could there be? Your sister must be right.”

I answered in a calm voice and looked into the baby’s eyes.

Her facial features resemble Namgung-yeon and herself, but her eyes are mysterious.

“sister. Are all baby pupils like this?”

“Foot! Do you know me? It’s my first time having a baby.”

“By the way, your father-in-law said you haven’t decided on a name yet? It takes a long time.”

“I know. You seem to be putting too much effort into being the first granddaughter.”

“Why don’t you help your sister?”

“You don’t want to listen to me about the name of your granddaughter. It’s been a long time since you let go of the southern alliance.”

“What about the preparations for the Moorim Competition?”

“I don’t know. If anyone asks me, he will openly say that naming his granddaughter is more urgent. ha! Now I just want you to decide quickly.”

“I thought you could build it in one day.”

“I guess that doesn’t sound like it.”

Her mouth grumbled, but Namgoongyeon’s eyes were smiling.

It’s because I’ve never seen my father focus so much on something that he likes so much.

These days, it seemed that her daughter was doing the filial piety she hadn’t been able to do.

So, on the one hand, I thought it would be okay if the name was created later.

***

Sichuan Province.

Saint.

Cheonryongmun.

Around Shinshi early (3:00 p.m.).

While the Tang family was reeling, about a hundred Murim people gathered at Cheonryongmun, which emerged as the center of Sacheon Murim.

They are the heads of a literary faction called Sacheon Murim, both internally and externally, located in the Sacheon region.

Hwang Eui-sik, the master of the Heavenly Dragon Gate, said after looking around the audience.

“Come on, guys. It’s been a long time since I’ve come a long way. The reason why I gathered several students from Sichuan today is because I had to make a decision.”

As if they already knew the contents to some extent, the gatekeepers did not ask anything.

Hwang Eui-sik continued.

“Until now, our Sacheon Murim has been led by the Text, Cheongseong faction, and Tangga. However, by chance, the Namcheon Daehyeop Cheongseong faction met the Demonic Cult and found themselves in a crisis of survival.”

At the word “crisis of life and death,” dry saliva flowed from the gatekeepers’ throats.

This is because we know that the crisis is not limited to the Qingsong faction and the Tang family.

“Before the discussion, let’s take a moment to listen to the words of a scholar of the Qingsheng sect.”

At Hwang Eui-sik’s glance, Wonyang Jin-in, a long-time scholar of the Qing Dynasty, took a step forward.