Chapter 948

Episode 948. People who are entangled in the law of yeonbeob (緣法)

is surprising.

Before he went to Kuju, the Eighthwangsinmo was the best person in the world.

For the first person in the world, metamorphosis is the basic.

It didn’t make sense that her body would age so quickly.

Namgungyeon said in a calm tone to Yeonjeokha, who had her mouth wide open.

“Originally, the ‘Song of Marriage’ that the god of the clear stream learned was the magic of the Buddhist priesthood. It is also referred to as the ‘sacrifice of salvation’ by other names. It must have been in the sense of ‘protecting the caster’s soul’. I guess you could say that Geumsa didn’t lie.”

“Do you have a problem with the technique?”

“Similar. When the soul that formed the body leaves, the body rapidly ages. Aging cannot be stopped unless the martial arts of the god of the clear stream are comparable to the mother of the god of eight emperors.”

“Does that mean that the body of the Eighthwangsinmo will return to its original age?”

“okay. The body from which the soul has been removed has a grace period of forty-nine days. If you don’t regain the status of the mother of the Eighthwang God within it, you will age and die.”

“Isn’t the god of cheongryu a magician who hasn’t mastered martial arts?”

“Even if you learn martial arts, it’s something you can’t do in forty-nine days.”

“Then does the god of the clear stream die in twenty-nine days?”

“huh.”

“Does the god of the clear stream know that?”

“He told me the day I came that my body was a bit strange. I think the cheongryu god should know.”

“He’s a nasty guy. For gold.”

“More than that. It drives people into despair and derives pleasure from it.”

“Isn’t that why you put the famous cult leader in the bell?”

“That would have been the ultimate goal. The blue god must have been a good prey. Think of the despair and fear felt by a person barely freed from a bubble as he ages rapidly.”

“He is crazy.”

“Anything like that must have been imprisoned in ‘Bumcheon Desire King Jaecheon’.”

“They have to die and go back there.”

“If it weren’t for special circumstances, that would have been the case. It’s not easy to go against the laws of the universe no matter how high you rise to the throne.”

Yeonjeokha, who nodded, unconsciously recalled the words of the Golden Temple and the Cheonjama.

“Did you say that Geumsa and the Cheonjama made strange noises in front of Muyeongjeon that day?”

“That the shadow was really just a materialization?”

“yes. I wonder if there is any other meaning there. They are so cunning.”

“Shadows and reifications mean change. For example, when their main body was in ‘Brahma Yokgyewangchaecheon’, the other self in the present world is a shadow, and the change is a reification.”

“They who were in this world were their own bodies, so why did they say such a thing?”

“well. Do you really think that their true bodies are somewhere?”

“That would be impossible, right?”

“Is there an existence that can ascend to the divine throne with only a portion of the true body?”

“No.”

Yeonjeokha flatly denied it.

Geumsa and the Cheonjama are perfect gods that could have been eliminated by the Gucheongeomryeong. It was unimaginable that they were part of Jinshin.

“I hope I don’t either. If the Golden Temple and the Heavenly Horse returned to Jinshin, that world would be really bleak.”

“Sister, I know because I experienced the laws of the universe. They would have gone back to ‘Beomcheon Yokgyewangjaecheon’. I never would have.”

There was no doubt about what happened on Mt. Cheongseong on the day Jian was born.

next day.

I went to Hefei with the heartache that I endured by saying that I would stay at home.

The place he took his heartache was not a business place, but a shabby bar on the shore of Lake Soho.

“No, why are you drinking at a place like this, leaving a perfectly fine drink?”

“A normal Juru is expensive.”

“Can’t we just go to Confucius’ bar?”

“Do I have to pay to go there?”

“Do you still pay to eat at Confucius’ workplace?”

“of course. Few businesses know my face.”

“Can’t you eat at a place you know?”

“Everyone from the janitor to the janitor is looking at me, what are they talking about in a place like that?”

“Did you bring me here because you have something to tell me?”

“I don’t know what that is, but let’s do it in moderation. It’s not just the old man here. Why are you swearing at Buddha unlucky next to people who are going to do big things?”

Yeonjeokha slowly turned her head to the side.

Seeing that he had several gourd trees on the table and was drinking, he seemed to be a Murim person.

Before Yeon Jeok-ha could say anything, the heartache spoke.

“What kind of big thing are you going to do, so that I can’t even curse with my mouth?”

“We are the people of the Southern Alliance who have stepped up to prevent the Hocheon Alliance from advancing into Namjikryeseong. If you have ears, you’ll know what’s going on these days, so I won’t talk too much. Drink quietly and go.”

“ah? A dog-like fight between idiots fighting over that interest? I know.”

“what!”

The man and his companion jumped up from their seats.

‘Cudangtang!’ Several chairs fell backwards with a sound.

He said with a saddened face.

“The big thing was done by our Confucius. Everything you do is like dog shit.”

Hwang Hak-jeong, a disciple of Cheon Do-mun, said while glaring at the goatee-bearded old man.

“I am Hwang Hak-jeong of Cheondo-mun! Who is Nojangjang to criticize Cheondomun and the events of the Southern League in Hefei?”

Even in the midst of excitement, when the man politely questioned him, his heartache subsided.

They tried to break one of them if they pulled out a knife, but they were quite cautious.

“The old man is the old man.”

At the words of heart pain, the people of Cheondomun all bowed their backs.

Hwang Hak-jeong then spoke in a trembling voice.

“Big deal! I didn’t know. Forgive me!”

“Go see. Don’t make it taste bad.”

“Yes yes.”

The people of Cheondomun left the bar without even straightening their bent backs.

As the pub became quiet, Yeon Jeok-ha opened his mouth.

“Old Sim.”

“yes.”

“No matter how angry you are, don’t curse Buddha. Do you hear that even after seeing the Eighthwangsinmo being dragged away by the Demon King?”

“That’s... Jeop...”

Her heartache, unable to find anything to reply to, only licked her lips.

I cursed in anger, but when I heard Yeonjeokha’s words, ‘Oops!’ I wanted to

“I’m still in good shape, but old Sim doesn’t have much time to go. A person who has built up a lot of karma for a living should do that.”

“I will cancel.”

“Kuuuu! Can I cancel it by canceling it to me? He is a very funny person.”

“Then where can I cancel?”

“You have to tell the person concerned. Talk to the Buddha when you have time. who knows Will you forgive me?”

“Will the Buddha listen to a bastard like me?”

“If you think about it that way, you wouldn’t even have been cursed at. If you’ve been criticized, won’t you listen to Old Sim’s apology? Could it be that you choose to listen to only the things that swear at you?”

“That is also true.”

Heartache shook her head, twisting her fingers around the goatee under her chin.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at the heartache with meaningful eyes, suddenly asked.

“By the way, why are you so angry when you say that you have nothing to do with Shin Ryu?”

“Didn’t you say it was human nature?”

“What am I a dog? I’m a human too, so I’m not as angry as Old Sim.”

As Yeon Jeok-ha persisted in his bite, the pain in his heart reluctantly replied.

“It’s because we’ve gotten a little closer over the past few days.”

“You mean you got so close to the god of the clear stream that you got angry at what happened and cursed the Buddha?”

“yes. Are you done now? Please stop asking.”

“It’s because Old Man Shim keeps withdrawing saying no. I won’t ask anymore, so be nice to Shin Ryu.”

In the midst of their relationship, he muttered, “so that there will be no regrets left in this world.”

Suddenly, the words of Geumsa, who talked about ‘Yeonbeop (緣法),’ came to mind.

Perhaps Simtong and the god of clear streams are the people who are entangled in Yeonbeop.

Wouldn’t there be a pair more suitable than ‘Heartache with few days left to live’ and ‘God of the clear stream who will die of old age in 29 days’.