Chapter 1216

Name:Heavenly Inquisition Sword Author:
Episode 1216. One interesting thing came out one

fall in the underworld.

On Mt. Yuanjia, adjacent to Soho in Lugang County, Hefei, Nanjili Province, there is the ‘most famous’ manor in Jianghu.

This is the Seokgyeongjang where Yeonjeokha, who was called ‘the first person in the world’ 30 years ago, lived in seclusion.

In Sapa, where he ate rice with him, he was regarded as a ‘little devil’, but most of the soldiers and people thought of him as a ‘giant between affairs’, so he was nicknamed that way.

But all of that was just a forgotten past.

It is said that the rivers and mountains change in ten years.

How much more so since thirty years have passed.

It was only the elders who remembered the organizations that brought bloody coercion to Gangho, such as the Myungwanggyo, the Myeongwanggyo, and the Demonic Cult.

Even the narrators (professional storytellers) did not mention the famous religion anymore.

The power structure of Gangho has also changed.

After the sword king Namgung Byeok died of old age, the South Alliance naturally disintegrated.

This happened because there was no one with as much power and authority as the Sword King Namgung Byeok.

However, if Ho Chun Meng is the owner of Kang Ho, that is not the case either.

Since there were no major incidents, the Hocheonmaeng also degenerated into a nameless organization.

There were many people who said that it was the downfall of Moorim.

In fact, the Murim people armed with swords could no longer compete with the riflemen.

Namjiryeseong Hebi Yeoganghyeon.

Seokgyeongjang.

Early moning.

It is the time when the workers of Seokgyeongjang are diligently sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard.

A middle-aged man politely shouted in front of the wide open gate.

“Are you there!”

One of the workers leaned a broom against a tree and rushed to the gate.

“Who are you?”

A middle-aged man with a wagon behind him answered with a smile.

“I am Son Chang-wol of Sangjo Sangbang, headquartered in Luoyang. Our ark came with something to deliver to the mistress of Seokgyeongjang.”

Son Chang-wol was one of the sons of Son Hak, the current ark of the ancestors.

“Please wait a moment.”

At the word ‘I have something to deliver to the hostess’, the worker hurriedly ran to the main house.

After a while, the worker returned and guided Son Chang-wol to the guest room.

Son Chang-wol’s attendant drank tea and looked around.

People these days don’t know much about Seokgyeongjang, but he heard it from his father.

‘ha! They say it’s called the Flower of Life.... There’s no business before the years.’

The inside of the guesthouse was clean because it was well maintained, but the furniture and pillars were old at a glance.

When he drank half of his tea, there was a crowd.

Before long, an eye-opening beauty entered through the Winter Gate connected to the main house.

Sensing that she was Namgung-yeon, the rumored queen, Son Chang-wol jumped up from his seat.

Namgungyeon, who entered the audience, smiled and spoke.

“It’s been thirteen years, seven months and five days since the guest of the ancestors. Did you say errands for the hand ark?”

Namgoongyeon waved her hand and said,

“just joke. Is the hand ark all right?”

“Ah yes. You are still very active. Seeing your wife, I know that the nickname of Empress Dowager 10 is not an exaggeration. It is an honor to meet you.”

“Ayy, these days, someone knows a 10-year-old lady. Even the people who work in the house won’t know.”

“...”

Son Chang-wol Haeng-su blankly looked at Nam Gung-yeon.

It didn’t feel real that he was talking to the 10th Empress.

According to her father, the age of Empress Dowager Ten is approaching her 60th birthday.

However, the beauty in front of him seemed to be in her late twenties at most.

Namgungyeon took the aura of Geongonbyeok (乾坤碧) from Guju and did not look old, but Son Changwol, who did not know that, felt possessed by a ghost.

Seeing Son Chang-wol in awe, Namgoong-yeon smiled and continued talking.

Even if it wasn’t necessarily like that, the relationship between Namgung-yeon, who absorbed the ‘spirit of Geongonbyeok’, and Yeonjian, who had the ‘genius of the demon Menua’, was inevitably unique.

“Yes, it must be Gucheonhyeonnyeokyung. Because it is the only bronze mirror of this size in Waryongjang.”

“Then why don’t you open it?”

“You know that your father met Gucheonhyeonnyeo through Gucheonhyeonnyeokyung, right?”

“yes.”

“Maybe... I might be able to meet Gucheonhyeonnyeo.”

“What are you going to do when we meet? Thirty years have already passed. My father won’t come back even after three hundred years. Stop giving up, too.”

“Give up? No, your father is my everything.”

“However, it is not possible. No matter how long my mother lives... she cannot be alive until my father returns.”

“know.”

However, heat was rising from the depths of Namgung-yeon’s eyes.

“Is there something I don’t know?”

“Like you, I am a woman with many secrets.”

Namgungyeon looked at Yeonjian with meaningful eyes.

Then, Yan Jian shook his head.

“My mother really has a secret from me. By the way, why haven’t you opened it yet? You seem to have found a way.”

“You’re hesitant to think that this is your last chance.”

“Can I open it for you?”

“Thank you, but I will. Please watch over me.”

Nam Gung-yeon did not want to entrust the affairs related to Yeon Jeok-ha to others.

“Okay.”

Yeon Jian calmly withdrew.

This is because he knows that his mother’s wishes are more earnest than his own.

Namgung-yeon slowly and painstakingly pulled out the nails one by one.

After a while, the top of the chest was removed to reveal a rusted bronze mirror on the surface.

She took out the bronze mirror and turned it over as carefully as she would a baby.

I knew it!

On the back of the mirror were engraved five letters, ‘Gucheonhyeonnyeokyung’.

It must have been the mirror that Yeon Jeok-ha had found in the warehouse.

Trembling, Namgoongyeon grabbed a mirror and ran to the main house as if flying.

Entering the room, she put down the Gucheonhyeonnyeogyeong on the floor and wiped it hard with a cloth.

But somehow the grime stuck to the surface of the mirror was not erased.

Later, Yan Jian joined in and cleaned it up, but to no avail.

The two cleaned them until the sun went down, but they were still there, whether it was dirt or rust.

Namgoongyeon murmured, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

“After all, it is not just a bronze mirror. But how did the enemy clean it?”

“ha! Iknow, right. I don’t think it’s something that can be done by just wiping it.”

With no progress whatsoever, Yan Jian sighed and stepped back.

However, Namgungyeon did not back down even though he was sweating like rain.

Instead of polishing the mirror, it was like fighting a life-and-death enemy.

It was to the point of thinking that Yeon Ji-an should stop it.

Even though Namgoongyeon desperately clung to it, the bronze mirror was immovable.

Namgoong-yeon, overcome with evil, said as she wiped the mirror.

“Miss Gucheonhyeon! I know you’re here! If it wasn’t for that, the rust would have been wiped away in no time! Is it because you don’t have the face to stand in front of us? Why did you do that? I’ve been waiting for you for 30 years! for thirty years! Now is the time to say something!”

Namgungyeon, overcome with sorrow, grabbed the cloth and trembled.

Yeon Ji-an, who had been staring at her like that, approached Gucheon Hyeonnyeogyeong again.

When Lian Jian was just rubbing the mirror.

“It’s all my fault. I should have stopped him. You went through so much trouble between your maternal grandfather and Ho Cheon-Meng, so I sent you away pretending not to know. Even though I knew that the time of the upper world and the lower world could be different... I just thought that I could endure that much as long as I came back late. What is it?”

“I would have gone even if my mother dissuaded me. If I forcibly held him, my father would have suffered all his life, saying, ‘Sang-gye was destroyed because of me’?”

“know. Still, you should have chosen to live together in pain. What am I...”

Tears fell from Namgung-yeon’s eyes.

Rust and grime began to disappear around the spot where the tears fell, like a lie.