Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 697

Episode 697. Living today is a good day,

Yeongcheonju.

Sabiseong.

Baegun Lake, Dongchon County.

Gwangmyeong Shrine.

Standing along the lake, Gwangmyeong Sindang, as the name suggests, is a shrine dedicated to Gwangmyeongjincheon.

Although the name is Gwangmyeong Shindang, Gwangmyeong Shindang has never been set foot by Gwangmyeong Jincheon, just like Guju’s shrine.

Gwangmyeongjincheon and religious masters visited the Gwangmyeong Shrine.

I didn’t visit for a specific purpose.

It’s just that I stopped by because I didn’t have a good place to rest on the way to Zhongshan Mountain.

Unfortunately, no one welcomed him.

This is because the priests of Gwangmyeong Shrine fled and it was empty.

around noon.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who was sitting reclining in front of a wooden statue made in his own image, spoke.

“Is anyone there?”

“yes.”

The gokbunjo union, which had been waiting nearby, came running in a month.

“Do you have any news from the Grand Master?”

“Not yet.”

“Tsk!”

Gwangmyeong Jincheon clicked his tongue with a disapproving face.

The other servants ran to him on their own and bowed their heads, but they had to call their rivals.

That’s why I asked the grain milling union about it.

He couldn’t understand why the human, Yeonjeokhe, would not obey him, the god of the three thousand.

“Let the heartache come.”

“yes.”

The gokbunjo union, which was leaving, tilted its head.

It is because I don’t know why the ‘god of the three heavens’ like Gwangmyeongjincheon is looking for a true person.

After a while, Jin-in of heartache approached the shrine.

“Did you call?”

Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who was staring at the heartache, said.

“You haven’t taken the aura of the Wolseong Geumgu yet. Are you not greedy? Are you lazy?”

“Don’t they say that eating in haste makes you sick? I plan to choose an auspicious day and take it.”

“Tsk tsk! Today, when you are alive, is an auspicious day. What’s the point of waiting if you die tomorrow?”

“I apologize.”

Heartache hung her head.

I tried to escape with the excuse of long work, but Gwangmyeongjincheon did not allow a gap.

“The demons around the demon are different from the demons you’ve seen so far. You must protect yourselves while I deal with the demon. Do you think Jinin will be the opponent of the Demons?”

“Who are you referring to when you say demons...”

Shimtong secretly examined Gwangmyeongjincheon’s complexion.

Unlike Namgungyeon, Simtong neglected to study about ‘The Sky of Kings’. This is because he devoted himself to learning the martial arts of the Chun Lei sect in order to survive.

So, I wondered if the demons were talking about the light angel Bered or the corps commander Aktus Balazik, or if there was someone else to be careful of.

“Looking at his expression, he doesn’t seem to know the demons. Macheon is divided into three classes. Monsters at the bottom are monsters with only the instinct to kill, and at the top are demons with rationality, and at the top are demons that control demons and monsters, such as Bered the Light Angel and Aktus Balazik, the commander of the corps. If there are about a dozen demons following the corps commander, about a hundred demons follow a feudal lord like the light angel Bered.”

“omg! If you do, do you think a thousand people follow the demon god?”

“If there are a thousand demons, not a single member of the sect will survive.”

“...”

The shocking sound made her eyes wide open.

Then Gwangmyeong Jincheon laughed and continued.

“Don’t worry too much. Demons are fussy, so they won’t give their side to the demons. There are less than 10 demons following the Demon God now.”

“iced coffee!”

A sigh of relief escaped from his heartache.

After all, the demons, jehuns, and corps commanders would be the responsibility of the superiors. The greatest threat to the disciples of the sect seems to be demons, but it is fortunate that there are not a thousand of them.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon poured cold water on such heartache.

“The demon’s potential is on a different level from that of the devil. Their strength is usually not up to the corps commander, but sometimes there are demons that rival the corps commander. Imagine that those demons are mixed with demons.”

“...”

Heartache shook his head.

In Gangho, he pursued the side of living ‘thin and long’, but if he did that in the clan gate, he would die fleetingly. In the sect, you have to be thick-you have to raise your level somehow-you can go long.

Geumak Jinin’s words gave him a great realization.

‘If both sides are dangerous anyway, wouldn’t it be better to take on the challenge?’ The heartache that had been worrying gradually turned into a challenge.

At that time, the Jinn camp was noisy.

I listened intently to see what was going on, and the Grand Master returned.

Heartache’s face hardened.

The moment he decided to do something he had been told not to do, he came back.

I don’t know what kind of fate this is again.

Heartache looked up at the blue sky and muttered inwardly.

‘God of creation, if you really exist, please say something. Should I take the Arcanum? Should I not?’

Heartache waited patiently for an answer, but heard no answer.

“So it is. shit.”

At the sudden grumble of heartache, the Golden Evil Jinin turned his head slightly.

“Why is something else going on?”

“Oh no. It reminded me of a person who pretends to do everything but doesn’t do anything.”

“That tsk tsk! Get rid of such a person immediately.”

Heartache looked up blankly at the passing clouds.

The rest enjoyed before the army of demons was sweeter than honey.

Will the absorption of aura become a shortcut to ruin? Or will it be the prelude to a great reversal in life?

‘God of creation, help me just once, no more, no less. Then I will never forget that grace.’

My heartache clung to the creator god whom I had resented a moment ago.

It was because he had no other person to rely on or discuss with because he was hiding it from his rival.

***

It was thanks to the tent that the dark Yeonjeokha found the campsite of the Cheonjijong and Taesangjong.

If it hadn’t been for the tents erected in an orderly manner in an empty field, I would have had a hard time finding them.

Yeonjeokha, who was flying with Unjongsul, found a familiar tent and sat down slowly.

Around him, masters of the Cheonji sect and the Taisang sect slowly gathered.

When Yeon Jeok-ha exchanged his regards with them, the grain mill union came running in a hurry.

“The Grand Master, Gwangmyeong Jincheon, is looking for you.”

However, despite the message from the Gokbunjo union, he continued to talk with the Venerable Jinpyo of Taesangjong.

“How are the other sects?”

Venerable Jinpyo glanced at the Gokbunjo union and replied.

“It seems there is nothing wrong with the north.”

North of Hansanju is Sabeolju, Hwangcheonju, and Ungcheonju.

Gobeomcheonwang, Ushas Kinshasa, and three species (Gwangyeoljong, Bloodjujong, and Beopyojong) were on the defensive, so they were rather overwhelming the forces of the demon king, Cheonjama.

“The South is the problem.”

“South?”

Yeonjeokha frowned.

In the south, Mujinju, Wansanju and Suyakju are areas where Majo and Bukdu God are helping.

Even with two monarchs, it seems that one of the feudal lords (Barmas the Blood Lion) could not be stopped.

However, the words of the Venerable Jinpyo were a little different.

“I heard that Mazu and the North Star are not able to respond effectively because they do not agree.”

“No, do you mean that the two monarchs are fighting in front of the feudal lord?”

“As a result, that is what happened.”

“No, even if the two of you fight hand in hand, why would you do that?”

“This is a rumor, but... May I tell you?”

“What is it? I’ll cover it and listen, so tell me.”

“It seems that the North Star was disrespectful to Majo at the banquet held to welcome the two monarchs.”

“Fighting before a war because of rudeness? What a big mistake you made?”

“God of the North Star asked Majo-nim to sleep with him... Of course he did it while drunk.”

“Are you crazy?”

At Yeonjeokha’s words, Venerable Jinpyo waved his hand with a pale face.

“You are crazy. no. It can’t be. It’s better to refrain from saying such blasphemous things... By nature, if you’re drunk, you might end up saying that, isn’t it?”

The Venerable Jinpyo was afraid that the conversation between himself and the Great Master would reach the ears of the North Star Goddess.