Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 962.

Flames covering the sky (2)

“Now, let’s rest here and then go.”

“Is it okay to go leisurely like this?”

“I sat for a long time in a place full of traces of illegality that the investigators realized. “It was a good experience in its own way, but there were many times when I missed the fresh air.”

“The speed is easy. “At a time when the emperor of a country is in danger.”

“haha.”

Although he said this to the grinning old monk Mu-heo, Tak Mu-ja did not know that in fact, it was because of him that he asked to take a break.

Ugh.

A bluish vein slightly bulged on Zhuo Muzi’s temple. His expression didn’t change, but on the inside, he was doing his best to control the hole in his stomach.

“Let me see.”

Muhe got up and went behind Zhuo Muzi’s back.

Takmuja laughed bitterly.

“It’s truly pathetic that a guy who has mastered Taoist martial arts is breathing with the true energy of Dingzhong.”

“It’s not a magic path, so why is it so bitter? There is only one difference between being Taoist and being Buddha. “Can’t you see that even the sensitive upper body divine energy is channeled into it?”

Muhe’s hand touched Zhuo Wuzi’s famous acupoint.

At their level, they can bestow energy without any physical contact. Nevertheless, doing this was to read Takmuja’s internal situation more delicately.

After a while.

Ugh.

The golden essence shimmering from Muhe’s hand covered Zhuo Wuzi’s body.

“Whoa.”

Takmuja took a long breath.

“How is it? Are you okay?”

“I’ve had it a couple of times and it’s really amazing. “There is a thick golden energy forming a curtain in front of the holey outer wall of Sangsangjeon.”

Admiration appeared on Takmuja’s face.

“I couldn’t have done this with the Wonmuchisangbeop (元武治上法).”

Wonmuchisangbeop was a shaman’s secret technique that he taught to Ki Woo-hee.

Although it is a secret technique, it cannot be learned through just nine skills, so unless you have a special ability, it cannot be leaked to others. It was such a mysterious study.

“It would be better for Wonmu to govern Sangdanjeon itself. However, when it comes to building and strengthening walls and reinforcing the Danjeon, there is no martial art that can match Prajna.”

The Prajna that Muheo spoke of meant the great ability of Prajna.

Along with the great ability of Mu-sang, the great ability of Banya, called the two-great ability of Shaolin, was Seongsan’s most powerful secret technique.

Just as Beom-oh, who is said to be the closest to the next divine power, acquired the great ability of Prajna through his own enlightenment, Mu-heo also realized the great ability of Prajna at the very beginning.

“This time we injected a larger amount than before. “It will last for 15 days.”

“When you don’t do anything.”

“That’s right. “If you actively use the upper body, the iron wall of Venus will quickly melt.”

Takmuja quenched his appetite.

“For some reason, I feel like I have a terminal life.”

“Do you feel good? I lived like that for a long time too, and it wasn’t that bad. “It was a good experience to look back on my life.”

“Don’t talk about depressing things.”

I laughed without permission.

“Even Tong Tianjin’s magical eyes won’t be able to see you. “You can rest assured.”

“However, we can infer that you were involved.”

“That can’t be helped.”

Zhuo Wuzi glanced at Muhe.

I couldn’t help but be shocked to see my friend whom I had seen for a long time come back with such a thin body.

But why? In fact, he seemed stronger now than when he was covered with strong muscles before he went into hiding to control the hell energy.

Even though my actual strength has decreased and my actions have become a bit slower, I feel like I have become stronger. Even Zhuo Wuzi, who prided himself on being second to none when it comes to martial arts, could not clearly see the changes in martial arts.

‘Have I gained enlightenment again?’

At that time, Muhe, who was leisurely looking at the distant mountain, asked:

“What do you think of the unexpected actions of the Shinhwa cultists?”

Takmuja shook his head.

“I don’t know. “It’s not really a hermit.”

“I heard Tongcheon said that. “The Shinhwa cult leader wants to kill the Emperor.”

“Isn’t that why we are going? “I didn’t know you would come with me.”

“Are they really trying to kill me?”

“hmm?”

I stroked my beard without permission.

“According to rumors, the leaders of the three religions are all people who have amassed the highest level of military power. “I don’t know what their personalities are like because I’ve never seen them, but since they are the heads of each religion and their military power is great, I can guess that their pride is very strong.”

“I guess so.”

“He is coming to kill the emperor himself? Of course, as he is the master of a country, he may be of higher dignity than anyone else, but if he were the head of a religion of that level, he might consider the Emperor inferior to him.”

Takmuja’s eyes sparkled.

“Do you believe that Tong Tian’s words are lies?”

“It wouldn’t be a lie to come to the imperial palace. “They are actually coming.”

“if?”

“What I’m saying is that maybe we are looking at things too simplisticly.”

“Hmm.”

“We don’t know how strong the Shinhwa cult leader is or what kind of personality he has. Tong Tian said he was planning to assassinate the emperor, but that means we don’t have to completely believe that.”

“One thing is certain. “The Xinhua religion was clearly our enemy.”

“That’s right.”

“In fact, the central plains saw a lot of bloodshed due to the warlords and secretaries from the Shinhwa religion. “If we hadn’t found and eliminated them in advance, more than half of the central plains, starting with the imperial palace, might have fallen into their hands by now.”

I laughed bitterly without permission.

“Really, how can humans live so unsatisfied?”

“So did I, and so did you.”

“Hehe, that’s right.”

I got up from my seat without permission.

“Anyway, I don’t believe everything Tong Tian says. Was it because he was controlling the hellish energy, which can be said to be the root of demonic energy? “The voices of those associated with demons are strangely difficult to trust.”

“Even without experience like you, it would be difficult to trust a magician.”

Takmuja also got up from his seat.

“How is it? “Are you feeling a little better?”

“of course.”

“Now then, let’s run quickly.”

hook!

The two people disappeared like smoke on the spot.

* * *

The emperor’s eyes deepened.

“Will the Shinhwa Church be permitted to advance to the Central Plains?”

“The word ‘permission’ sounds a bit odd.”

Gi Cheon-woong rested his chin.

Deep blue eyes, languor and majesty coexist in the figure sitting on a huge palanquin.

Whatever the reason, he lived for a long time as the leader of an organization or a religion, so such dignity may have been created naturally before his martial arts skills were accumulated.

The emperor tilted his head.

“I’m going to try living in the fertile land of Jungwon. It seems like a better place to live… I don’t think that’s the reason.”

“I am a person who has never set foot on the continent. “The air is definitely better here.”

“I believe you will understand that Jim cannot help but be suspicious of your intentions.”

“I guess it can’t be helped.”

“Moreover, he came to the imperial palace and smashed the castle gates to pieces. Wasn’t this an overly drastic greeting to think of as proof of his ability?”

“I thought it was necessary to show a somewhat coercive attitude. So to speak, it could be said to be the final trick.”

The emperor could not understand.

‘Are you serious?’

He also has the eyes to look into the hearts of others.

It wasn’t some kind of innate magical power. Over many years in the imperial palace’s political arena, he developed the ability to understand the true intentions of others with just a few words and glances.

A daily life where you can’t feel at ease even for a single day. He was even one of the few princes who went out into the world outside the imperial palace and confirmed the reality of the continent. How dare you ever be attacked by a group of bandits?

The mind’s eye honed in this way was often sharper than that of those born with magical powers. Even when I was talking to the rich people of the Yeon clan, who were the experts of Ilse, there was almost no moment when I couldn’t read their intentions.

But what about this guy?

‘I’m serious, though.’

He felt the deep sincerity in Shinhwa cult leader Ki Cheon-woong’s words.

So I didn’t understand it even more.

From what he was saying, it didn’t seem like he had ever dreamed of living on the continent.

From that point on, it was surprising. It was because they did not know that one of the reasons the three religions were targeting the continent was because of the fertile land and rich environment here.

‘also.’

One by one, the emperor cleared up the doubts that had been in his mind ever since he had recently seen a bizarre technique of burning a human figure in a bronze brazier.

“Are you the head of the Shinhwa Church?”

Gokyung glanced at the emperor. This was because I could not guess why the intention was to reconfirm the obvious fact.

Ki Cheon-woong smiled.

“Of course it is.”

“You don’t know the identity of Taegam Wooheon.”

“….”

“Then you don’t know that the so-called generals of the Mythological Religion have been hiding in this land and running amok.”

“….”

“If those martial arts leaders had not driven them out in time, 30% of the land in the central plains would not have been able to function properly by now. “Do you know that?”

“….”

“Your daughter is also in the central area. “I heard he was an illegitimate child, but I don’t remember his name.”

It was my first time.

Ki Cheon-woong, who was silently listening to the emperor’s words, suddenly changed.

“You mean Woohee.”

“Ki Woo-hee. Yes, I think it was that name.”

“Woohee, Woohee….”

A bitter smile passed across Ki Cheonwoong’s face, which was full of drowsiness.

“I had a lot of scars since I was young because of my bad father.”

“….”

The emperor’s eyes deepened.

Ugly father? I had no idea such a thing would come out of the mouth of the head of a cult.

Gi Cheon-woong closed his eyes and said.

“Do you know about the history of our school?”

“I do not know.”

“Of course it is. “You don’t even know how I became the master of the Shinhwa religion.”

“….”

The emperor looked at Qi Tianxiong in silence.

I couldn’t figure out why Ki Cheon-woong said that. But I understand one thing.

Gi Cheon-woong was regretting it now.

‘what?’

The road we passed? Or the past when he was desperate to become the master of the Shinhwa religion?

Or his very existence?

Slurp.

Gi Cheon-woong came down from the palanquin.

I don’t know how I got down even though I was looking with my eyes open.

The large drinking glass in my hand was still there. Since I wasn’t wearing any shoes, I went down to the ground barefoot, and even though I stepped on the dirt floor, my feet didn’t get dirty.

Tension appeared on Gok-gyeong’s face.

Gi Cheon-woong, who came down from the palanquin, was very tall. It seemed like it was bigger than young people these days. He seemed to be similar to or slightly taller than Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quite tall.

The golden hair that fell down to her shoulders seemed to be shaking even though there was no wind blowing. Each wavy hair came together and looked like an upside-down fire.

Gi Cheon-woong looked to the northeast in the distance.

To the northeast, much further than the imperial palace. The flame man from a strange land covered in ice spoke in a calm voice.

“How did you become the master of a country?”

“…?”

“He probably rose to that position after a fierce political struggle.”

“….”

“Still, your child doesn’t try to eat you, so wouldn’t it be a stroke of luck for someone who achieved power in a bloody conflict?”

The emperor’s eyes wavered.

Ki Cheon-woong’s eyes became blurred.

“There is only one fire. It means the weightless phenomenon itself. “The fire that always wants to unite as one constantly burns itself, but at some point it disappears, leaving behind nothing but ashes.”

“….”

“I don’t want to see scenes like that anymore in my generation.”