Heavenly Inquisition Sword novel - chapter 287
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Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 288
Publishedat 9th of May 2023 06:36:29 PM
Chapter 288
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Chapter 288 – Heaven of Heavenly Demons and Kings
As if waiting, a clear sound flowed from the bell.
It is the sound of bells heard after forty-nine days.
A smile of relief passed across the face of the mother of eight emperor.
In the meantime, I was worried that there had been a change, but it didn’t seem to be the case.
Then, a soft voice came from the air.
―Mother, did you call me?
“Okay, has anything been going on in the meantime?”
It’s a face that wants something special to happen.
He waited forty-nine days for that, so there must be something special.
– A lot happened.
In an instant, dry saliva gulped down the throat of the Eight hwang sinmo.
As for Qing Liu Xin, he knows very well what he wants.
That’s what she said, ‘a lot of things happened’.
Hwangsinmo Pal, her heart was burning, but she struggled to keep her expression unconcerned.
“Tell me what happened.”
―Whoops… … .
Instead of answering, Cheongryushin laughed.
The sound of her laughter left a long aftertaste like an echo of her.
Eight Hwangsinmo wanted to stop all the laughing Qing Liu Xin, but she held back.
She doesn’t want to appear impatient.
This kind of thing is easy to see the loss in some form.
And the patience of the mother of the eight emperors overcame the laughter of the supreme-ruler of the stream.
-Don’t be surprised, mother. The underworld ruled by King Yeomra is just the entrance. Beyond that, there are countless worlds. Just like the three realms twenty-eight thousand [six thousand desire realms, eighteen thousand form realms, and four thousand formless realms] that the Buha said.
Qing Liu Xin began to tell her the secret of her underworld that Hwangsinmo eight wanted to know so much.
“If so, what kind of world did you see?”
―What I saw was a place called ‘the sky of kings. It was far from the underworld, and it took forty-nine days to get there.
“How can you say that there are many other worlds when you have only seen the ‘Heaven of Kings’?”
Hwangsinmo eight gazed into space with her doubtful eyes.
It was important to distinguish the truth from the fact that sometimes the dead spirits would lie.
―There is no doubt that these were the words of the king who recognized me there.
“Have you met the King?”
-yes. He called himself ‘The Son of Heaven’. You are one of the many kings who rule the ‘Heaven of Kings’.
Arm Hwangsinmo lightly nodded her head.
At that level, it wouldn’t be difficult for her to recognize the spirit that belonged to Yeommae.
After thinking for a while, Hwangsinmo Pal decided to get to the point.
It was because her conversation with the commander was exhausting because it consumed her mental energy.
“Is there a way to immortality in the ‘Heaven of Kings’?”
To the Eighthwangsinmo, deukdo means living forever free from the chains of reincarnation, and in the end, it was immortality.
It’s cumbersome, but that’s why Socheong or Yeommae was made under the command of the supreme-ruler of the stream.
Cheongryu-sin did not answer right away.
The Eighthwangsinmo waited with a calm face without waiting for an answer.
-yes.
The Eighthwangsinmo wanted to scream out loud right away, but held it back.
“Tell me how.”
-I don’t know. But there’s a way her mother could know that.
“How can I know?”
―The Cheonjama said he would teach me if I summoned him to the present world.
Arm Hwangsinmo nodded his head with a face that didn’t matter.
Anyway, since I was united with the Demon King, I was not afraid of anyone.
“Then tell me how to summon the Heavenly king.”
-yes. With her mother’s help, it won’t be difficult.
Cheong Ryu-sin taught Pal Hwang-sin-mo a special technique to summon her son-in-law to the present world.
“Is it really okay to draw a reverse pentagram on the floor and sprinkle the hot blood of a black goat?”
Arm Hwangsinmo tilted his head.
Somehow, it seemed simpler than becoming a twelve-horse soldier.
Is it so easy to summon a king in the world of ‘the sky of kings’ farther than the underworld?
―Whoops! I also said something similar. Then, the Cheonjama taught me. It is said that the painting contains a powerful force that twists the harmony of all things.
“Oh my. Is it to bring out the power of reversal through painting! Strange, strange.”
Eighthwangsinmo immediately recognized the true meaning of the painting.
However, even when she knew that the reverse was contained, she was not offended or uncomfortable.
No, she even liked the fact that she was the king of heaven and earth. After all, the power of the Paljuryeong is related to Yeokcheon.
“She did a good job,” she said. Stop resting.”
-Yes, mother.
When Qing Liu Xin fell silent, Pal Hwangsinmo wrapped her bell in a cloth to keep it.
Turning from her stone wall, her arm, Hwangsinmo, her face flushed like a teenage girl.
The King of Heaven is also far from immortality.
Exactly what she wanted was more like a fable.
King Cheonduma got it while practicing Uhwadeungseon and fell into a side road.
‘ah! Ask if there are immortals in the sky of kings… … .’
When she summoned Qing Liu Xin again, she was embarrassed.
Maybe it would be better for her to check it the next time she summons Qing Liu Xin.
Hwangsinmo, who threw her lips again as if regretting it, slipped down the mountain.
Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
late night.
Namgung-yeon, the empress, could hardly sleep and tossed and turned until she finally went out into the yard.
When she suddenly looks up at the night sky, the first star of the Big Dipper is only dim.
That star is called Cheonchuseong or Tamrangseong, and is the ‘central axis of the sky’.
It is losing its light, so there is no change like this.
A sigh escaped from Namgungyeon’s lips as she counted her heavenly spirit.
“ah!”
The supreme law of heaven was collapsing.
Looking at the location, it is Mt. Pungji.
She hurriedly entered her room, and after shaking her colic, she pulled out a mountain branch.
She spreads it out on the table and examines it. She is the ruler of Fire and Earthquake.
Jin (晋) means “to advance”.
The center of the sky is shaking, but don’t wait for the time to move on.
what the .... is going on in Mt.
the next morning.
Suddenly, Namgung-yeon announced the departure of the spying team.
The spy masters, who had been living leisurely, diligently packed their bags when the fire fell on their feet.
And after breakfast, the spy left Cheonji-Meng.
It’s really fast enough to roast beans in lightning.
Everyone in Cheonjimaeng was surprised by the goblin-like movement of the spy.
Among them, the person who surprised me the most was Hyuk Moo-chun, the town of Sisan.
Suddenly summoned on the day of his departure, he only kept an eye on Yeon-sin Yeonjeok-ha while walking through Guandu.
‘Do you know if I’m related? wouldn’t it? I don’t think so.’
He begged me not to.
It was clear that Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no did not know, seeing Simtong’s sullen face.
‘Phew! It looks like he’s just going to let it go.’
In fact, he only threw a lot of wind at the jeok-ha, but he did not conspire to rape.
So, no one will know that he made it up.
Hyukmu-chun came to that conclusion and put down the heavy burden on his heart.
Had he been on the road for about half an hour or so?
Hyuk Moo-chun, who was walking absent-mindedly, suddenly wondered why he was here.
He asked the Ghost King implicitly.
“Um, did you think it was Mr. Ghost who took me as a spy?”
“no. It is the gun patrol that called you.”
For a moment, Hyuk Mu-chun’s heart sank.
It’s because the general patrol couldn’t come up with a reason to pick him up.
“Gulp, why did the gun patrol call me?”
Hyuk Moo-chun’s voice trembled slightly.
If it is related to gisaengs at all, it is because of the terrible consequences.
“Chief, do I know?”
Youngjgun shot at him as if he was displeased.
In fact, he too was uneasy because of the sudden addition of Hyuk Moo-chun.
Noklimdo talked about ‘Blood Seamado’ and ‘Jeolyoungsu’ when only the two of them got together.
It was understandable, since crushing the lower leg was the most terrible corporal punishment in the history of green forest.
Do you have to sit down to pee now?
As a result, the general patrol was given a notorious reputation as an unprecedented ‘extreme conspirator’.
In general, Green Forest’s evaluation was that “the general patrol is more vicious than the general manager.”
In the wind, the hypocritical ‘act’ was buried and ‘wickedness’ stood out.
As a ghost army, it was a staggering situation.
Contrary to Gwiyeongjagun and Hyeokmuchun’s gloomy hearts, the sky was clear and the sunlight was warm.
By the time the sun rises in the middle of the sky.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been walking briskly forward, turned his head and looked at Namgung-yeon.
“Sister. Aren’t you going out? Shall we go eat something?”
“Okay.”
When Namgung-yeon agreed, Yeonjeok-ha shouted at Mu-deok Jang, who was ahead of him.
“Apprentice grandfather! I’m hungry, so let’s have lunch here!”
At his words, Zhang Wu-deok stopped walking and turned around.
My ears tickled a little at the unfamiliar title of “apprentice grandfather,” but I didn’t feel any objection.
In fact, he was younger than his grandchildren.
He was a few years older than him, even if he was a good trader in wind waves, which he cherished.
He said that not long ago he died on Mt. Fengji.
“Yes.”
Moo-deok Jang answered briefly and went in search of a suitable shade.
After he closed the door of Mugeuk, he avoided socializing with people because it was burdensome. As a result, it was natural and comfortable for him to go alone.
Kunlun Samseon and the two bandits also scattered among themselves.
Gwiyeongjagun and Hyeokmuchun settled down far away from Yeonjeokha.
It is the moment Hyuk Moo-chun is about to unpack his travel bag.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting next to Namgung-yeon, called the two of them.
“hey! two people there. Come and see.”
Since they were stabbed, Gwi Young-ja and Hyuk Moo-chun responded to his call without saying anything.
When they got close to each other, Yan Zihe asked Gu Tiannu Do Shen Tong.
“Old Sim. Didn’t you forget to bring it with me?”
“That’s right.”
Simtong dragged the backpack he had thrown aside and untied it.
He pulled out a bundle of greased paper from inside.
As I unwrapped the paper, a faint odor spread.
When the disgusting smell came over, Simtong held his breath and held out the wad of paper to Hyeokmu-chun.
“What is this?”
Hyuk Moo-chun could not bear to refuse and accepted it.
‘No fuck. I know someone as a handyman.’
He thought he had left them to throw out the spoiled food.
Anyone would have thought so.
Words that sounded shocking were heard in his ears.
“You guys I brought it to feed you. I bought a lot of dried rice a few days ago, but there are leftovers. It would be a shame to throw it away, so please eat it without hesitation.”
“Second, General Patrol, this is… … .”
“Specifications are rejected.”
Surprised ghosts quickly intervened.
“haha. Thank you for thinking of us, but we also brought our own.”
“Keep it well. Even if you can’t make it to Mt. Fungji, it will take you 15 days.”
“Well, no matter how dry it is, it will taste good in three or three days in the weather like these days. There seems to be a problem with the dry weight given by the patrolman.”
“know. Do I have eyes and a nose too?”
“But why are you telling me to eat the dry amount… … .”
“ah! You mean you don’t like it? Then, will the two of you step on it like the blood sea horse and the Jeolyoungsoo?”
“omg! Why, why do you say that… … .”
Surprised, the ghost-kun stammered to the end.
“Ah, why? ‘Chuck’ is the sound of jumping over a fence, and ‘jeok’ is the sound of cracking a tile. If I explain why, I think I will be very annoyed, can you handle it?”
“… … .”
Gwiyeongjgun looked at Yeonjeokha and old sim alternately.
In particular, looking at the old sim that is dripping with life, it seems that the person behind it is already known.
Youngjkun realized that there was no point in trying to pretend anymore.
“… … I will eat it thanks.”
Yeon Jeok-ha said to Hyuk Moo-chun and Gwi Yeong-ja, who turned around with a bundle of dried rice.
“I will watch.”