Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 157



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157. Liver (4)

Between the Qinghai and the Tianshan Mountains, there was Xinjiang. This vast land, consisting mainly of desert and grassland, was the land of barbarians and the people of the Ming, and was a place where the power of the Central Plains could not greatly reach.

The season of the rivers and lakes now is autumn. It was a relatively better time. The place where freezing cold and body-melting heat coexist is Xinjiang and Tianshan.

The headquarters of the Zhengpa Alliance has now reached the center of Xinjiang. The Miners, who have completely retreated from Qinghai, have not been able to make much of an appearance in the vast plains of Xinjiang.

The fences were even worse than Cheonghae. Punggae, who had easily obtained the already abandoned place, spat out.

“Those damn bastards.”

His subordinates had no way of knowing who the insults were directed at. Xinjiang’s resources were extremely poor. The only strange things were the race of the indigenous people who had not learned martial arts and the strange fruits.

On a late night, when Punggae was moving with the five beggars of the Geulgaedan (乞丐團), they began to prepare for camping.

Even though it wasn’t winter, the chilling cold was definitely chilling the bones of the warriors. Reaching the state of inviolability is a privilege of those who have the vitality of nature always flowing into their bodies since Ogijowon.

Of course, there were many people under the flagpole, so the lights were so bright that they could be seen far away.

In addition to the Geulgaedan, there were a few people from the Jeongpa faction who accompanied him, and they were the ones who were strongly promoted by Yakshabul.

Those who were created to monitor the ‘movements’ of the Geulgaedan. Even when Punggae glared at them with fierce eyes, they did not blink an eye.

“Fuck!”

Punggae, who had recently become very irritable, clicked his tongue and jumped up and shouted.

“We’re going on a reconnaissance mission! Everyone, stand up!”

Despite the cries of my sect and the leader of the clan, the movements of the Geulgae clan were lukewarm. It was Geulgae clan that Punggae volunteered to go forward and shouted that he would be the vanguard in the expedition to Cheonsan.

As if he was crazy about the ball, Punggae continued to push the Geulgae group so far away from the main force that he kept whipping them.

Even now, when it was night and they had just settled down in the yard and turned on the light, it was absurd for the entire troop to go out on a reconnaissance.

However, that lukewarmness only served to further inflame Poonggae’s anger.

“What are you doing now! The whole political party is laughing at our openness now! You’re just going to make a fool of yourself!”

The anger that the Heavenly One poured out while shouting was enough to distort the air. While the group was staggering to get up while crying, one old man stood up first and spoke loudly.

“Wouldn’t it be too much for everyone to go?”

A tone that was not polite. When Poong-gae turned his head, he saw Hyugae looking at him indifferently.

Hyugae. My brother who was cured by Yongwoon and should have taken the place of Yongdubangju.

“…Elder, are you contradicting what I am saying now?”

“Isn’t this advice and counsel?”

Poong-gae’s gaze became even fiercer at Hyugae’s relaxed attitude.

“Be careful with your tone. Right now, I am a single person and an ark. Shouldn’t I distinguish between public and private life?”

“Oh, I’ll be careful. Then I’ll give you some advice. Wouldn’t it be excessive for everyone to go?”

The attitude of the rest was always relaxed, and the sinews of the wind were even more prominent. A fight between the best of the open-minded. It was a familiar sight for the open-minded, or rather, for the Geulgae-dan.

At some point, Hyu-gae suddenly appeared and built up his power within the Gae-gong. When he, who had retired and lived a carefree life twenty years ago, began to try to gain power, everyone was bewildered, but he quickly increased his influence in the Jeongma War with his surprisingly excellent martial arts skills.

It was the same even then. All the beggars who were about to stand up with sad faces stopped at Hugae’s single word.

There was no way Punggae could not have seen that sight.

Kkaduk- With a sound that everyone could clearly hear, Poonggae’s expression hardened even further.

“Elder Three. Right now, we are at the front line of Xinjiang. Our opponents are evil spirits of the Demonic Cult who are skilled in sorcery and traps that we do not know about. Isn’t it natural to go out and scout before being attacked by surprise?”

“It’s natural to go out on a reconnaissance. But we’ve been through five such empty villages so far without any incident, and isn’t it exhausting for everyone to go on a reconnaissance? I don’t understand why we all have to go out to the fence at night.”

“Damn, is this how loose our openness has become? There is no discipline, no discipline! We gathered only the best, but how can it be that we are exhausted in a march like this?”

The five of them were open. Of them, one half was placed like crumbs on their way to become a communication network with the main force, and of the remaining four, those who remained in this fence were at least those who had reached the outer boundary.

“If everyone goes out to reconnaissance, won’t it be over and we can rest faster? What the hell! Just shut up and listen!”

When Huggae shrugged his shoulders and openly gave a sidelong glance at the crude swear words,

No one stood up from the fence. Feng Kai’s clenched fists shook.

“You guys…!”

“Come on, come on, don’t be like that. We’ll go together.”

The ones who got up while coughing were Elder Il and Elder Lee. When the two elders, who were older than Poong-gae and Hyugae, got up, several others followed suit.

Two elders blocked their movements with intangible weapons.

“Hyung, you too. I don’t think it’s right to fight like that in such a dangerous situation.”

Hugae nodded toward his seniors. His expression was filled with leisure.

“I’m sorry, senior.”

“Not my senior… Okay. Let’s talk later. Lord Bang, please go quickly.”

Two. Only three people, the best of the group, went out to reconnaissance. It was an extremely incongruous sight, but at the same time, a move that made sense.

As the unity of heaven and man and the two heavenly spirits, their dharma, spiritual art, and vision were unparalleled.

Now the two elders have risen to calm the sharp anger of the Dragon Head.

As soon as the evil spirit turned his back and disappeared, the two elders also followed behind them.

“Hey, why are you acting like this all of a sudden… Coming all the way here is already shit.”

“That’s true. I went through so much trouble to kill those demonic bastards, and now… Poonggae-nim isn’t that kind of person.”

As the mutterings of some beggars continued to flow through the fence, some of their eyes sparkled.

**

The grumbling of the wind chimes continued to disperse on the cold wind of Xinjiang, but they continued to be created just as much.

Curses about Hyugae, cursing about Yakshabul Heojin, cursing about Yongun, and occasionally cursing about Hyeonjon and Geomseon. The two elders laughed and consoled such behavior like a child, and in the meantime, their legs were nowhere to be seen.

At one point, just as the wind chime was about to fly up after stepping on a cactus in the desert of Xinjiang, the wind chime glared and struck out a dagger.

A dagger that came silently, condensed with all kinds of magic. The two elders who had been through all kinds of hardships immediately stopped their magic and spread their energy widely.

Pubberbug-!

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

Blood was sprayed. Behind the two old men, black-clad warriors appeared. Only then did they sense the emanation of their hidden murderous intent, and when Punggae pushed them away with his invisible weapon, it was already too late.

“This… Elder! This Elder!”

There was no answer. The old men whose eyes had lost their light were frozen in place, and all that remained were Punggae and two unidentified minions.

“Who are you!”

“Long time no see.”

A short speech. A man stepped out of the darkness between the two black-clad men. A beard that flowed in a straight line, messily and unkempt, and hair that flowed like a wind chime.

Even in that thin body, there is an overflowing spirit and a black spear hanging on its back.

“Tamcheonma Chang! How can you be here!”

“Why should I stand before you?”

Tamcheonmachang took out his spear and aimed it at Punggae. At the same time, his spirit, which he had never hidden before, burst out and filled the night sky, causing Punggae to tense up and take a step back.

Tamcheonmachang said, taking in all the movements with his eyes.

“It’s uncomfortable to be hunting a wounded beast, but if I can fight against the Creator, I don’t care what I do.”

“Creation? What does the prince’s dog have to do with me!”

“When you go to the afterlife, the Green King will personally tell you.”

“The Green King is dead-”

At the moment he aimed his spear, without any warning, the spear tip came right up to Poonggae’s nose. As Poonggae hurriedly tilted his head back at the spear that extended at a speed that was difficult for him to react to, what came flying out were simultaneous surprise attacks from both sides by the two black-clad men.

The fingertips of those black-clad men were filled with terrible magic energy.

“conflict!”

Kwaaaaang! A huge explosion occurred along with a scream. The black-clad people were pushed away along with the invisible wave, and the only one who remained standing was Tamcheonmachang.

Poong-gae’s shabby clothes fluttered in the air. Inside the hollowed-out dome that had formed around him, Poong-gae sweated coldly.

Knock, knock.

That wasn’t all that flowed. At the last moment, the tip of Tamcheonma’s spear passed by his ear.

Tamcheonmachang said expressionlessly.

“You have indeed become weak.”

At the same time, Tamcheon Machang’s spears were split into six branches. Mixed with Tamcheon Machang’s formless energy, the spears struck in the six directions of the wind, and there was not a single one of them who was like Heo Cho.

“Ugh!”

Without answering, the wind blew and the spear swung. Kakakang! Six palm strikes were extended to the six spears that entered at the same time.

Even though the palm and the spear made contact, it was still the spear that was pushed back. Even so, it was still Poong-gae who had a troubled expression on his face.

Tamcheonmachang felt the vibration of the spear ringing in his hand.

“I guess there really is a problem with the Joksamri point.”

Punggae didn’t answer. Joksamri point. An acupuncture point on the front of the calf, located on the outside of the kneecap.

Just now, one of the six thrusts of the Tamcheon Ma-chang had aimed for the Joksam-ri point on his left, and it was clear that when he blocked the spear, there was more energy in Feng-gae’s spear than usual.

Also, when the wind blows away the two assassins’ attacks, he is unable to completely dodge them.

In a fierce battle between masters who reached the heavens, such tiny cracks were easily visible.

Holding back a groan, Punggae glared at Tamcheonmachang.

“You damn punk. Are you saying that you’re joining the Demonic Cult by looking at the tip of the spear? If you were going to create things like the Machangmun and Machanggak, you should have come to the Jeongpa!”

“I will never join the Demonic Cult. I declared to my master from the beginning that I would never create a sect in my life. I will still continue to follow the milestones of my life.”

“You damn punk! If you want to fight Changjon, there’s no better place than us-”

“I thought about joining the party. But then I would be fighting a life-or-death battle with the Creator, and I would die.”

“What?”

Tamcheonmachang scattered the blood on the tip of his spear. The black-clad men who had retreated behind him also regrouped.

“I must see the tip of the spear myself. I have never met the Creator in person, but I want to fight him and make progress. However, if I go to him alone, the Creator will not kill me.”

“That bastard named Muin-”

“That’s because I’m unmanned. There’s nothing more foolish than a meaningless death. That’s why I stand before you.”

“You entered the Hwangryongmun? The Hwangryongmun is in league with the Demonic Cult? You damn bastards!”

“It’s a foolish but not foolish thought. I cannot enter the Yellow Dragon Gate. Long ago, I killed the General’s favorite disciple.”

“Say it that way.”

The one who spoke was one of the men in black.

“You just have to do what is given to you.”

Surprisingly, Tamcheon Machang nodded easily.

“I see. I feel uneasy about killing Punggae in this manner, so I’ve become loose with my words. I’ll be careful.”

At the same time, the man in black who had just started talking stumbled at the sudden attack.

“Kkaaaak!”

One of the eyes, the only one not covered in the face, was missing.

“You too, be careful. It’s unpleasant for a swindler like me to give me advice.”

Kkeuk- That was the end of the groan. The black-clad man stood up while staggering, and while glaring at the Tamcheonma Spear along with the other black-clad men, they were unable to open their mouths.

Tamcheonmachang was also a madman who was crazy about spears and could kill hundreds of people without blinking an eye.

Tamcheonmachang looked at Punggae again without changing his expression.

“Then let’s start again. If there is a will, I will deliver it to you right away.”

“That bastard is a dog. He usually doesn’t show his face because he thinks he can’t win, but now he’s attacking me with surprise-”

“That’s a bit of a stretch. Why would I go to see you, who’s stuck in a beggar’s den and devoted to sealing? Even though your ranking in the Heavenly Breast is higher than mine, even if it weren’t for this, I wouldn’t have lost to you.”

After hearing Tamcheonmachang’s words, Punggae, who had been silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“…Let me ask you one thing. Is the Blood Heavenly Horse heading towards Geulgaedan right now?”

“Are you worried about those who abandoned you? Blood Demon is not going. The one going now is Thunder Demon Dragon.”

Brain Dragon. The seventeenth of the newly created Cheonyubang, and the head of the Ma-ryong-gak, one of the twelve pavilions.

After hearing that, Punggae put down both his hands. At that moment, Tamcheon Machang felt puzzled by that action.

The wind chime smiled and his eyes sparkled.

“It’s a shame that I couldn’t kill the Blood Heavenly Horse. Well, there’s no need to move hastily.”

Pbubububu! The two black-clad men’s heads were blown off.