Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 506. Bulgongdaecheon (不共戴天) (6)

Although it was past midnight, there were quite a few people around Guando. And all of them were martial people.

Among them, there was an unknown master of the Ronindo Jeongsajigan and even a military man who was active in Saewe. In the past, there were warriors who belonged to the Uicheon Alliance and there were also masters who belonged to the Sapa.

Surprisingly, there was no shortage of such experts. From Nanjang County to the road next to Guando leading to Wudang Mountain, numerous warriors were watching Guando, albeit somewhat sparsely.

The reason they gathered here was simple.

Because there were rumors. There is a rumor that the head of the Heavenly Demon Church is going to meet Dam Sa-yeong, who is located in Mt. Wudang.

The Murim people were not fools.

It was certainly surprising that the demonic lord Yeomramaje and the iron-blooded lord Suraje fought a life-or-death battle in Zhejiang. However, the collision of the two absolutes gave us a vague sense of anxiety about the outbreak of war, but also made us know that that anxiety would not actually be revealed.

Not now.

The military power of Lee Cheon-sang, the former leader of the Demonic Cult, who caused the bloody death of Nakjeong was a feat worthy of being talked about for a long time. As a result, the Uicheon Alliance collapsed and the ruling faction, the Murim faction, was greatly diminished.

Lee Cheon-sang, the absolute demon of ancient times and modern times.

Following the reign of the greatest demon of all time, Emperor Yeomra, who became the greatest demon in the world, appeared again in the central plains.

And now, Yeomra, the greatest horse in the world, was on his way to meet Damsayeong, the former leader of Uicheon and now the head of the imperial army.

It was the calm before the storm. It was an instantaneous moment.

Nevertheless, it must be the unavoidable instinct of the martial arts people that everyone gathers to see the face of Ma Cyoju at least once.

A person who has achieved the highest level of power in the midfield at a young age. A person who single-handedly shook up the central plains and turned the world’s perception of magic from its roots.

It was to see at least once the face of the Teenage Heavenly Demon, who is renowned as the greatest masterpiece created in the history of the thousand-year magic path, following the footsteps of the Nine Great Heavenly Demons, who showed the dignity of the strongest man in the history of martial arts.

It was a curiosity accompanied by risk. It was a face I wanted to see even if I had to risk death.

And at this moment.

The demon king they were so curious about and yearning for has appeared.

thud! thud!

“omg!”

“Oh, that’s amazing! “I guess that tiger is the King of Flames.”

“It’s Master Hoseon!”

There are two spirits that Yeomramaje directly commands, and people in the world call them Yeomwangisu.

In addition, Yeomwang Isu was like a messenger from the underworld dispatched to earth by Yeomra of Hell. A tiger as large as a mountain was called a Hoseonchasa, and a huge fox wearing a golden robe was called a Geumyochasa (金妖差使).

A spirit among spirits that defies the laws of nature. Even though he was a beast, his fighting power was that of a monster named Lee Sang, a member of the Old Daemun Sect.

Among them, Hoseon Chasa appeared.

And sitting on Chasa Hoseon’s back was a handsome young man with long bones.

“…gulp.”

The martial people who saw the young man swallowed their saliva.

Hwaaaah.

A terrifying force blows like a spring breeze. The prayer of the Absolute slowly spread out and encroached on the entire body without anyone realizing it, etching fear into the faces of everyone in sight.

Flap!

The red war cloths blowing in the wind were the wings of the Demon King dyed by soaking them in fresh blood. It was like seeing a devil from hell covered in blood.

Seoliang, a young man with his arms crossed and his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

“Sigh!”

“profit.”

The martial people who made eye contact with Seoryang all lowered their heads or looked away. Among them, there were some climax experts who held out until the end, but their bodies quickly became drenched in cold sweat.

Was it the magic eye caused by the opening of the magic hole? Not like that.

Xiliang has never opened either the Emperor Demon Emperor or the Emperor Yu Demon. Just the natural presence was enough to make everyone hold their breath.

The eyes were like that too.

The clear and deep eyes were nothing like those of a Demon Cultist. However, the moment you look into those eyes, it feels like a terrifying insight will penetrate your heart.

Although Seo-ryang didn’t have any intentions, he automatically became nervous the moment his eyes met. That was the power that the throne gave and the state that Seo-ryang had achieved.

Grumble.

Behind Seoryang, who was in the lead, two horses and a chariot followed.

Usually, the higher a person sat, the less likely he or she would be at the head of the group. A religious leader should definitely be in that carriage.

Seoliang was different.

He was not bound by such frameworks of common sense. I just want to be at the forefront, so I stand. I stand because I have to be at the forefront. That was it.

However, Seoryang had no idea that so many spectators would be waiting in line since late at night.

‘A lot of people came.’

Do not divide between right and wrong. It seemed as if people representing all the martial arts people in the world had gathered.

Seo-ryang suddenly thought it was interesting.

Dam Sa-yeong was a greedy person and an evil person who did not hesitate to kill innocent civilians to satisfy his greed. And he himself was the strongest dark sword wielded by such an evil person.

However, the dark sword himself was hostile to everyone in the world.

Because Dam Sa-yeong’s orders were always like this. Each time, he was told to kill an unimaginable person in an unimaginable place. Therefore, as the King of Killers, he has killed countless people, regardless of whether they are good or bad.

I don’t even know who I should kill next. He could kill the owner of the base he frequented, he could kill Parakho, who was taking money from the weak in the back alleys, and he could kill a courtesan renowned for her skills and beauty.

So Seo-ryang, or Cheon Ha-jin, was hostile to the world. Because it made me feel at ease. It was a method I found after struggling to somehow survive under the extreme guilt and sadness of having to kill someone who had nothing to do with me.

Cheon Ha-jin, who was hostile to the world, has now become the head of the strongest organization that receives the attention of everyone in the world.

Life is truly strange.

There was truly no way to know the laws of heaven. Why on earth did you reincarnate yourself? Did your past life tell you to return to your original self because this is the right way to be and that is your true self?

It’s unknown. Actually, I didn’t even want to know anymore.

“It is truly majestic.”

thud.

The king stopped.

Xiliang looked down at the person standing in front of King Hu.

“It’s so different from when I saw it in Seongsan in the past. It was great back then, but now we’re in a completely different realm. “Other than a presence worthy of the name of the Hell God of Yeomramaje.”

Xu Liang smiled.

“What was the air like in the secular world?”

It was a natural underbelly.

Even the world’s demonic leader says that even though he is not someone who can be easily treated poorly. However, such a seductive appearance seemed very natural in combination with the author’s overwhelming presence.

“It was wet. I could not smell where the Buddha’s incense had gone, and my zen Buddhist mind wandered as if it had lost its way. “You have no idea how surprised I was by the terrible stench and the greed of those who could not see far away.”

“That’s how the world is. “That is people.”

“exactly. So I missed the four hundred. “Unlike us, who were struggling with enlightenment as little as an ant, he was the Shaolin himself who cared about the world with a deeper Buddhist mind than anyone else.”

“He was a good person.”

Sreuk.

The man standing at the head of the eight sturdy men took off his hat.

There was a mark on his short hair that could not be erased. It was Hye-sim, the head of the Shaolin room.

Hyesim’s clear eyes wavered.

“How did he… get there?”

Xu Liang spoke honestly.

“He left worrying about the world until the end. It was a noble death. He even embraced us walking on the path of magic. “We are the opposite of Buddha.”

“….”

“He passed away as a living Buddha. The funeral was held at the highest peak of Daesan. “He was worried about the world, but his expression looked more comfortable than anyone else’s.”

Hyesim closed her eyes.

I received a message that Sabaek was in Shingyo. But I was unaware of his condition all along.

However, not long ago, I cried while looking at the full moon in a daze. It was tears without reason.

And what came to mind along with those tears was Sabaeknim’s smiling face.

“You couldn’t even see the final journey of this ugly, evil bastard who excommunicated himself and threw himself into worldly strife. It’s bitter and bitter. How can this sinful bastard be able to see His face even after death?”

Hyesim adds sigh to sigh.

However, he was a person who rose to the level of head of Shaolin. There was no way to contain the extreme sadness, but he did not forget what he had to do right now.

Hyesim shouted in a sonorous voice.

“The apostate monks of Howon will take charge of the left and right sides of Shingyo.”

Eight apostolic monks wearing hats stood on the left and right sides of the carriage, starting with the king at the front and at the rear.

Seoliang looked down at Hyesim with puzzled eyes.

Hyesim said.

“Sabaek said. “The new leader of the contemporary church, Cheonma, is a person capable of handling the world.”

“….”

“I owe you a lot. What’s more, I didn’t even look after Sabaek’s final journey. “The only thing we can do is to lend a helping hand so that you don’t have to go through any trouble on the path you are about to take.”

Xu Liang smiled.

“There’s no need to go that far.”

Hye-sim bowed her head in a semi-funeral manner. Even if he became an apostate monk, he was still a Shaolin person.

“I would ask you to accept even a small favor.”

Xu Liang nodded.

“I will gratefully accept that favor.”

“Thank you.”

Hyesim turned around.

He stood ten steps in front of the Tiger King, who was in the lead, and walked slowly.

“…!”

The martial people looked at them with astonished eyes.

The head of the Shaolin Martial Arts, the head of the Shaolin clan until recently, was guarding the mountain’s owner, Ma Gyoju. No one expected to see such an amazing sight.

Hyesim walked and closed her eyes. Even with his eyes closed, his walking did not waver at all.

He opened his mouth.

“Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Avalokitesvara Prajna Paramita, many times, enlightenment, five openings, empty space, one degree of freedom, high value, Sariza color. Non-empty (non-empty) “Emptiness, Buddha space, color, color, space, space, color, space…”

Hyesim’s heavy and sonorous voice spread the truth of the heart sutra.

Wooooow.

The gold mine of impermanent power that hung within Seo-ryang’s heart flickered.

It was a response to Hye-sim’s recitation full of Buddha’s prayers. The energy of the red pine tree that responded to the recitation calmed Seoryang’s pounding heart.

‘It is comfortable.’

The representative of Cheonma Pasun comforts the mind by listening to the truth of Buddhist scriptures.

Seoliang thought the confrontation was meaningless. What is Pasun, the incarnation of desire, and what is Shakyamuni, the incarnation of compassion?

Let’s just leave our mind empty and move on to wherever our feet can take us. Don’t worry about where it will end and just do what you want to do.

The end of mercy touches the end of desire. That was Buddha’s teaching. In addition, it was in line with the principle of ‘anti-mulgeuk-pilban (剩極必反)’ mentioned by Hyeoncheonjinin.

Xu Liang closed his eyes.

A bright smile appeared on his relaxed face.

‘Thank you.’

Jeoksong and Hyeoncheonjinin were together. I felt the meaningless tension and anxious resentment becoming transparent.

So the group walked along Gwando for over half a day.

Hyesim’s recitation did not stop even for a moment. Xiliang’s posture was still upright.

And as the sun slowly rises in the eastern sky.

There were people greeting the group as they left Guando and entered the entrance of Mt. Wudang.

“Long time no see.”

Hyesim’s recitation stopped.

Seolyang slowly opened his eyes.

A one-armed young man appeared in his eyes. It was after isolation.

“Go up. “Master is waiting.”

Seoliang looked at the towering peak in the distance.

Suddenly, Lee Cheon-sang came to mind.

If it were Lee Cheon-sang, what would he have said to Dam Sa-young, who was looking down on him from that high, high peak?

“Who dared to look down on me?”

“…?!”

“Bring Damsayoung.”