Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 67



Episode 67. The relationship of the sky, the relationship of the earth,

Lee So-min’s feelings were calm as she climbed the first peak of Obongsan Mountain with her grandfather Uicheon Geomjon Lee Ui-jeong. This is possible because of the absolute trust in Uicheon Geomzon.

I was a little nervous at Haga Village.

However, once I entered Obongsan, the tension disappeared. Rather, I imagined the shameless thief being subdued and kneeling down to pray.

As she was admiring the clouds and mist of the opposite mountain with Uicheon Geomjon, she heard someone’s presence.

Lee So-min slightly turned his head.

Boldly enough, the young rogue was coming up alone.

‘Are you quite courageous?’

Even the elders of Uicheonmun could not lift their heads in front of the grandfather. But the thief stiffly held his head up. It was like saying ‘Let’s try it’.

Finally, Lee’s mouth opened.

“Are you the kid who teaches martial arts to Five Bons and Ten Girls?”

“yes.”

Yeonjeokha politely replied.

It’s not because the opponent is Uicheon Swordsman, it’s because he has a natural respect for his Shinseon-like appearance.

Uicheon Geomzon was a person Yeonjeokha had never seen before. Rather than being a master with excellent martial arts, it is a being close to a freshman.

Lee Eui-jung’s eyes softened at the polite attitude.

In the eyes of Lee Eui-jeong, who has lived for a long time, the heart of a thief was conveyed intact.

Rough and rough, but untainted gemstone.

The hostility toward her for insulting her granddaughter faded, and her curiosity about the other person grew stronger.

“How is the monk? I don’t think it’s green.”

“It’s a home appliance martial arts.”

“Ohh! You must have a great family.”

Lee Ui-jung did not ask any more.

It was enough that the Samun was not a Sapa.

The basic information was enough, and the rest was something to be learned by mixing hands.

Now it was time to get to the point.

“You said you held my granddaughter hostage and demanded money?”

“Ah yes, by chance…”

Yeonjeokha evaded his words.

In fact, none of this would have happened had it not been for the speaker. Luoyang Wuxia was caught up in the revenge of his younger brother for being struck by lightning while standing next to a harsh guy.

“That’s not the only thing I feel bad about. I heard that he demanded 100 silver coins as a ransom. To my granddaughter and the daughter of Munju Uicheonmun, only a hundred nyang of a hermit? That is an insult to Uicheonmun and me.”

“Oh, maybe.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha nodded seriously, Lee Ui-jeong said, ‘Look at this guy?’ With a smile on his face, he said one more word.

“Seeing my granddaughter as a hostage, are you saying that even I don’t care?”

“Not at all. To be honest, I only thought of the swordsman, right?”

Lee Ui-jeong got a strange feeling from the other person who called Uicheonmun’s gatekeeper an uncle. What can I say? It’s the feeling of seeing a kid at all in the world.

“Were you confident enough to face the sword?”

“A little bit?”

“Whoops!”

Lee Ui-jung burst into laughter without even realizing it.

I would never have thought there would be a thief who considered Uicheonmun’s Munju Gunja Sword as a neighborhood uncle!

“It is said that the sword of a soldier is not among the top ten masters, but his level is by no means low. I’ll have to see if I have the right to say that to you.”

“Ah….”

He nodded his head with a face that said that the match had come.

Anyway, the purpose of Uicheon Swordsman is to avenge his granddaughter. It was never something that could be put into words.

Soon after, Uijeong Lee turned to her granddaughter.

“You stand back.”

“yes.”

Lee So-min retreated to the place where the two bandits were.

Euijeong Lee, who confirmed that her granddaughter had stepped back enough, muttered while looking at Yeonjeokha.

“haha! Thirty years ago, the old woman had blood on her sword. Even if the gunjageom hadn’t been injured, there wouldn’t have been anything to face. Encounters are heavenly ties, and relationships are earthly ties. I will ask Heaven what kind of relationship you and I have with a sword.”

I understood with the sound of ‘Let’s mix knives regardless of Eun-won’.

As Lee Ui-jeong slowly drew her sword, Yeon Jeok-ha also drew Bakdo.

Lee Eui-jung pointed at Yeonjeokha with the tip of her sword.

easy profit.

Suddenly, the sword wind that arose like a thunderbolt shot forward.

He turned the sword wind to nothing by drawing a horizontal stroke of the serial Bakdo.

In the next moment, Uijeong Lee took a step forward.

In an instant, his new model jumped over a distance (about 3 meters) and appeared in front of Yeonjeokha.

I was taken aback for a moment as I joined the divine law like a ghost.

Whirly Rick.

Lee Ui-jeong’s sword relentlessly pounded Yeon Jeok-ha’s body.

Top, bottom, left, right, middle.

It was the Five Elements Inexhaustible Sword that crossed the boundary between real grass and empty grass.

Yeon Jeok-ha also countered with four-style weathering from the beginning.

If it wasn’t for that, I couldn’t stop the sword coming from all directions.

As the young guy hit back without backing down, the corners of Lee Eui-jung’s mouth went up slightly.

Immediately, Uijeong Lee’s sword body was enveloped in blue light.

The Hyeoncheon Eight Divine Powers were loaded onto the sword.

The so-called sword-gyeong (劍勁).

It is a state where the energy [劍气] carried on the sword overflows and radiates outward.

Lee Ui-jeong’s inner workings were ignorant enough to skip the sword and pour out the sword.

visor.

The moment Bakdo, who was in a row, touched the sword, he felt an eerie feeling.

I hurriedly saw that Park Do’s teeth were coming out.

If he had hit it a little harder, it might have cut off his sword.

Raised all of the history of serialization.

And as soon as he hurriedly poured his strength into Bakdo, Uijeong Lee’s sword danced once again.

Cha cha cha cha window.

As if the palms were facing each other with swords, a ruthless internal battle ensued.

Lee Eui-jeong’s inner strength was like the sea.

He had no time to catch his breath as he continued to fight against the sword attack that surged like a tide.

Once, the sword ball swept past.

When Yeon Jeok-ha received the sword attack head-on, Lee Ui-jung’s expression, which had been relaxed, became serious.

Not to mention the subtlety of swordsmanship, even the air power is excellent.

Is it possible at such a young age?

However, I did not think that it was a superpower of a famous school.

The opponent’s internal energy was astonishingly pure.

I felt a stronger spirit than when I danced with shamans or volcanic school masters in the past.

There was no doubt that it was the source of power.

It means pure internal energy, not evil tricks.

Doga qigong, too!

‘Is this the realm of the green forest triad?’

I don’t know whose insight it is, but I was wrong for a long time.

At this level, even Green Forest Samjon would eat it.

Now I understand what he said. At this level, the military sword would not have been able to handle it.

Uijeong Lee took a step back and held the sword at eye level, lightly attaching the blade to the sword.

It was the ceremony of marking the Hyeoncheon eight pole sword.

He is trying to unleash his own name, the Hyeoncheon Palgeuk Sword.

Nervous, Lee So-min unknowingly put her hands on her chest.

It’s the first time I’ve seen such a serious grandfather.

Is that young rogue really that great?

As I was looking at the thief standing proudly in front of my grandfather, my heart suddenly pounded.

He changed from ‘an ugly thief’ to ‘actually a wonderful person’.

She was startled to realize that she was ‘hoping that the thief would not die at the hands of her grandfather’.

‘no. That person is just a thief!’

Even for the creation of the world, the thieves of the green forest must disappear.

Lee So-min shook her head vigorously to shake off the wild imagination.

In the meantime, the duel between Uijeong Lee and Jeokha Yeon was running towards the end.

The light surrounding Uijeong Lee’s sword gradually grew darker and later covered the sword body.

it’s sword

The ultimate state of shattering everything it touches.

Lee Ui-jeong was using the Hyeoncheon Palgeuk sword, a Jeolhak sword.

The sky split open and the earth exploded.

Kwurlureung. Kwakwang.

The rock that brushed against his career cracked open.

When all four directions were filled with the spirits of the eight extreme swords, he kicked off the ground and jumped into the sky.

I didn’t have the confidence to face it with the wind blow.

On top of Lee Eui-jung’s head, he poured out five meals of Geongonbeoncheon (乾坤天). A great river crossing stretched out, enough to turn the sky and the earth upside down.

However, Geongonbeoncheon could not dismantle the densely spread geomgang of Hyeoncheon Palgeuk. If he fell to the ground like this, he would have to undergo a sword test with his bare body.

‘Cha-hat!’ and soared higher into the sky with a short cry.

At that moment, Lee Ui-jeong removed her hand from the sword she was holding.

Shii profit-.

The sword flew up with the sound of cutting through the air.

It was a winning sword.

In astonishment, the rivals wielded the Bakdo vertically and horizontally, unfolding a carnivorous thunderstorm.

The densely stretched pottery wrapped around the sword like a net.

However, when Lee Eui-jeong lightly shook the sword, the black net was torn and came out.

I feel like I’m caught in an external trance.

“Eh!”

Yeonjeokha suddenly threw Bakdo.

Bakdo flew round and round and hit the sword body.

earth.

As the sword bounced, Lee Ui-jeong slightly bit back the blade and stretched it forward.

The sword that fell down flew up again with great force.

‘huh?’

However, there is no opponent who was there until now.

I looked around in desperation, and at some point the thief was far away.

It is spectacle to see him running with his arms stretched out stiffly behind him.

I remembered seeing a similar shinjutsu on the street one day.

Did I mention that it was a bi-yearbook modeled after a flying swallow?

It was a mind-set technique that was unsuitable for a clever swordsman, but the speed alone was astonishing.

The Yeonjeokha, who opened a distance of about twenty chapters (about 60 meters) at once, stopped for a moment and shouted.

“Hey! grandfather! I’m the original swordsman! I didn’t bring my sword! uh! Don’t move! Let’s officially fight again next time!”

Before Uijeong Lee could reply, the couple turned around and ran away.

Lee So-min approached Lee Ui-jung, who was standing there with an absurd face.

“grandfather? Are you done?”

“omg! Have you ever seen such a nasty bastard? This is true.”

Lee Eui-jeong shook her head excitedly.

He could have chased after him, but he was reluctant because he was not a crippled enemy.

‘Tsk! I was about to give him a shot…’

It feels like I didn’t wipe my bottom after pooping.

Lee So-min glared at the bottom of the mountain with a cold face.

“You are such a coward to run away with an excuse. Yes?”

“Not necessarily.”

“why?”

“It could be that what he said is true.”

“to?”

Lee So-min’s eyes widened to the size of a bell.

Then, what was the fight with my grandfather with the Bakdo so far?

The sword and the sword are different.

The sword is good for stabbing, and the sword is good for cutting. Of course, the sword is not without cuts. Of course, there is also a stab in the sword. Even so, the uses of the two were completely different.

“Grandpa, do you think he can use his sword freely?”

Ichigo nodded his head.

“There were a lot of stabs in that bastard’s technique. It was like going in and out of swordsmanship and swordsmanship freely. I think the knowledge of swordsmanship is considerable.”

“Why does such a person use bakdo?”

“I don’t know. It might be a trick hidden by the swordsman. Or that I am not confident yet.”

“Oh, that is nonsense. A master swordsman confronted his grandfather with Park Do-ro?”

Lee So-min couldn’t believe it.

But Lee Eui-jung seemed to think nothing of it.

“What are you so surprised about? If there are no teeth, it is called gums. Even this old man can use the Bakdo.”

“That’s possible because it’s my grandfather. It’s not for nothing that people say that it’s a noble species.”

“I guess that guy has also stepped on the Manryu noble class.”

Lee’s tone softened.

“Please. Do you really think that is possible?”

“Didn’t you hear too? Unless you say that you are a person who uses a sword.”

“Grandpa! It’s not like that.”

Lee So-min flatly denied it.

How could you believe what the thief was saying as he fled?


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