Episode 145. Do you want to save the world?
Muyeonggeom Baeksan Samun is located on Mt. Baekdu, which is called the spiritual mountain of the East. It is for this reason that he nad himself Baeksan.
Baeksan left his hotown and settled in Hefei.
There he t a beautiful lady, gave birth to a son, and lived happily ever after.
Had it not been for that incident, Baeksan would have grown old being respected as a swordsman of the political faction.
one sumr.
Han Baek-in, the owner of the wall gate, raped Baeksan’s wife.
When his wife committed suicide in sha, Baeksan beheaded Han Baekin on the main road.
After that, the wall gate and Baeksan beca enemies.
As the wall gate was a mber of the Justice League, Baeksan was naturally ostracized from the political faction.
Rather, if he had left Hefei, he might have remained a knight.
However, he stubbornly stayed by his wife’s grave and slowly drifted away from the political faction.
After losing his one and only son to a plague, he turned his back on the world.
The reason he entered the anoxia as a foodie was because of one rumor.
people said
“The magic of Musanangrang and Maehwa Lee reaches the sky and even summons the dead.”
Baeksan wanted to see the faces of his wife and son before he died.
Even if he were to fall into hell, he wanted to et him at least once.
Baeksan stared blankly at Yeonjeokha.
Co to think of it, my son died at the sa age.
“Old man. because tell What is that blue goblin fire that ascended into the sky?”
“Whoops. yes let know Instead, I also have a request.”
“What?”
“When I die, bury my body next to Yeo Kang-hyeon’s family. If you’ll do that, I’ll tell you all the secrets about the famous religion.”
“Did you not hear about Samdo Sanchae? The Twelve Horsen die and leave no corpses behind. Because it really turns into powder. It turns into dust and blows away, so how am I supposed to bury it?”
“Am I really?”
Baeksan’s voice trembled slightly.
It was dark before my eyes that I would not be able to return to my family even after I died.
Gucheonnodo heartache and climax Lee Choryang’s fight has co to an end.
Cha-cha-cha-.
Simtong and Lee Cho-ryang’s Tao were intertwined in a flamboyant way, and then separated.
Since both of them were at the height of their rise, the blades did not even break for over fifty sums.
‘Please die!’
Lee Cho-ryang gritted it.
On the outside, it was a tight fight, but his insides were burning.
It is because his own season, the law of the wave, does not work.
Lee Cho-ryang was originally from Cheonjimun, a political faction in Namjikryeseong.
After learning Pawangdao at Cheonjimun, he devoted himself to military service and made a revolutionary achievent. However, he went out of sight of his direct superior and returned to Gangho again.
However, Cheonjimun did not accept him after he was kicked out of the military gate. It is only natural that military officers who have been expelled from military posts are not welco in Gangho, where the military gate is shunned.
While cruising through Gangho alone, he felt betrayed and slowly walked the path of love affair.
Although not recognized by the Buddhist monks, his pawangdo completed during the war was genuine. That’s why his nickna is also at the climax of ‘I’ve reached the end of the sword’.
Lee Cho-ryang, who saw that Baeksan was overpowered, gathered all his strength and put it on the sword.
I intend to end the fight with the final blow.
Woo woo-.
Lee Cho-ryang’s Tao was engulfed in yellow light.
It is said that crossing the river is possible only when one reaches the end of the Tao.
In that state, Lee Cho-ryang perford Pacheon Myo-do, the last herbivore of Pae-hwang-do.
Dozens of river crossings rushed toward Simtong.
The heartache quickly countered with the flesh-eating thunder of the nine thousand years old law.
Thunderstorm is the sa as his last money, so he did his best.
At that mont, nine lightning bolts fell from the sky.
Kwakwang!
With just one move, the river crossing that had been swirling above the deck disappeared as if it had been washed away.
At the sa ti, a painful moan escaped Lee Cho-ryang’s mouth.
“Keugh!”
His torn upper body convulsed once.
Soon after, Lee Cho-ryang, who had been standing upright, fell backwards, spurting blood.
Iron flip.
“Confucius!”
Heartache called for Yeonjeokha just before Lee Cho-ryang’s breath stopped.
Fearing that he might kill Baeksan, he quickly shouted and inford them.
Yeonjeokha said to Baeksan, who was standing there stunned.
“Old man. Watch what happens to the dead Twelve Horsen.” After saying
“…”,
he hurriedly moved to the place where Lee Cho-ryang had fallen.
cringe aww
With the sound of bones snapping, Lee Cho-ryang’s body split apart.
What ca out of Lee Cho-ryang’s skin was a narwhal with a single horn sprouting from the top of his head.
“Cra la la la-!”
Like a wolf on a moonlit night, the narcissist cried out at the sky.
Then slowly turned his head towards the heartache.
A startled heartache took a step back.
“No, I am not like that.”
But, of course, his excuses didn’t work.
Irgakma swung a claw like a blade at Simtong.
Whiing. Whiing.
The half-moon-shaped strong air flew toward Simtong like a beam of light.
Because there were people behind him, he couldn’t avoid the heartache, and he hit the river with Yuyeopdo.
Caan. Caen.
“I’m Gongja!”
A mournful cry of heartache echoed over the river.
In an instant, Yeonjeokha appeared like a ghost behind the narrator.
Feeling threatened, the narcissist hurriedly turned around and waved his hands roughly.
Whiing. hun. hun.
At first glance, it seed that the strong qi cut through Yeonjeokha’s body, but Yeonjeokha’s sword was faster.
It is an air power that contains the trick of a latecor to ‘co out later and subdue’.
bang, bang, bang.
The wind exploded with the sound of an explosion.
The sword that cut off the strong energy gently advanced toward the narrator’s chest.
For a mont, the narrator tried to grab the sword with both hands.
However, the gucheongu sword transplant ceremony moved to the chest to avoid the hand of the ilgakmin.
Poo-wook.
When the sword was stabbed, the narcissist wept bitterly.
“Kreurreu…”
The energy of the narcissist rode through the sword and landed in the Paljuryeong.
Shortly thereafter, in front of Yeonjeokha, who returned from seeing hell, the unicorn disappeared in powder form.
In its place, blue lumps swayed.
I put my hands together and didn’t move until the mass of light disappeared.
After a while, Yeonjeokha turned around.
The people on deck bowed their heads, not daring to make eye contact with him.
‘Aww!’
He approached Baeksan, who was scratching his head with a confused face.
“Old man. Did you see what happens when the Twelve Horses die? i don’t lie Even the old man will not be able to return to his hotown. So, who wants to beco the Twelve Horsen?”
“Heh heh…”
A hollow laugh escaped Baeksan’s mouth.
I had never imagined that the reality of the Twelve Horses was like that. However, if you think that everything is cause and effect, it is not unconvincing.
“Then I will have to change my request. With what you can hear.”
“Do you think the old man’s words are worth that much? Contrary to appearances, I am a bit picky.”
“After hearing the story, you decide. Whether or not you will listen to my request.”
“good. say it.”
The serial enemy agreed without hesitation.
It was an unconditional favorable condition for him, so there was no reason to refuse.
“Let tell you my story first. The answer is in it, so listen carefully.”
Baeksan told the story of his past.
“…That’s how the wall gate and I beca enemies. After that, my only son also died of plague, and I wandered around Gangho. Then one day, I heard a rumor that ‘Musan Nangrang and Lee Mae-hwa summon the souls of the dead’. I went to Musansoochuk because I wanted to see my wife and son before I died. And foolishly, I beca the Twelve Horsen.”
“Tsk! You just et the family you want to see. Why did you beco a twelve-horse soldier?”
“Lee Mae-hwa wanted that. He said that if he beca a soldier of twelve horses and followed him, he would hold a funeral ceremony. I couldn’t refuse her terms.”
“The first marriage ceremony?”
“I tried once, but it didn’t work. I was waiting for it to open again.”
“It’s a scam. fraud. How can you call a dead person? I’ve seen a woman do sothing similar, but it turned out to be a plausible lie.”
Yeonjeokha shook his head excitedly.
Hearing Baeksan’s words reminded of Gucheon’s mother, who was said to be the incarnation of the wise woman of Gucheon.
“Don’t think simply. Mosanpa’s technique is different from what you think.”
“It’s different, bitch. Because it’s pure fraud. Is that all there is to the story? What about blue?”
Baeksan suddenly asked with a straight face.
“Do you know the aning of the word twelve horses?”
“I don’t know.”
“It ans ‘offer ten heads to obtain horsen.’”
“Ten heads? Surely that doesn’t an the monks’ heads?”
“right. It takes a lot of strength to summon the fla king’s followers in the married world. There is nothing better than the vitality of those with high Buddhist mind or Taoist power.”
“Then the Twelve Horses took ten monks…”
“There were many who used more than that as sacrifices. Bad monks don’t work. The power that you say is a superpower is the ability given by the King of Flas.”
“ha! What about blue?”
“I haven’t seen it, but I can guess from what you say. It may be the souls of the monks who were subordinate to the King of Flas. It must have been that the fla king’s family was destroyed and he gained freedom.”
“As expected…”
I sympathized with his words.
The emotions of sadness and joy felt in the blue light were definitely human.
Baeksan continued.
“The Baekdu Demon Army are the ones who sacrificed 100 monks and called the King of Yeom Demon’s family. Horse soldiers and demon soldiers are as different as heaven and earth. We don’t call them ‘lords of hell’ for nothing.”
“…”
A shade fell on the faces of Shimtong, Namgungcheon, Namgungyeon, and Seol Chasu, who were listening as well as the couple.
I thought Baekduma-gun would be outstanding.
However, hearing the explanation of ‘the lord of hell’ sohow sent chills down my spine.
“Since it is a mber of the family brought to this world with the lives of a hundred monks, I will leave it to your imagination how strong it will be. But don’t forget that there is sothing greater than the ‘lord of hell’.”
Namgoongyeon opened her mouth.
“Are you talking about the King of Heaven?”
“Yes. It is the ‘King of Cheondu’ who wants to beco a famous religious leader. Can you guess who the ‘demon king’ refers to?”
“Could it be the Fla King?”
Namgoongyeon’s eyes shook.
Another na for ‘Yeommawang’ is ‘Yeomrawang’, that is, the king of demons in charge of hell.
“You are a smart kid. If the cult leader summons the demon king of hell, the boundary between this world and the next world will collapse. The road to hell will unfold in this world.”
“He does such crazy things?”
“Whoops. Do you know what famous schools want? It is a world ruled by the Demon King. The religious leader and Baekduma soldiers sincerely hope that such a world will co. Do you want to save the world? Find and kill him before the cult leader becos the King of Heaven and summons the King of Flas. Until now, I thought of all of them as false beliefs. However, today I saw the true nature of the Twelve Horses and knew it. That the Demon King might descend to this world.”
Baeksan, who had finished speaking, looked at Yeonjeokha with gloomy eyes.
“Can I tell you my request now?”
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