Episode 1242.
The attitude of the Muganmajong was very relaxed.
If anyone saw this sight.
You might have mistakenly thought you were greeting an old friend by chance.
“Since you came to me so accurately, I guess Samae exposed your location?”
“Did you know?”
“Because she’s been wanting to kill me for a long time.”
Muganmajong shrugged.
“It was just impossible.”
Although he looked calm, his eyes were filled with a variety of emotions.
It seemed like there was some kind of secret between the two that no one else knew about.
Bu Eun-seol wasn't interested in such things.
He just looked at the miserable death of Jang Sam and his family and showed a look of anger and contempt.
“Is it fun?”
“Is it fun?”
The Mughanmajong chuckled.
“Do you enjoy eating?”
“…….”
“Just like eating rice, you can see evil spirits by nature and eat their souls.”
He continued, holding up a bundle of blood-soaked meat.
“It’s just my nature and duty given to me by heaven, so there’s nothing to be happy about or regret.”
Sreung.
Bu Eun-seol pulled out the silent sword.
It's not worth talking about anymore.
Even if it wasn't a request from the mind and spirit… …the Muganmajong is a being that must be killed and eliminated.
“Let me ask you one thing before that.”
As Bu Eun-seol tried to attack, Mu-gan-ma-jong opened his mouth with a relaxed expression.
"That butcher was born with a vicious, murderous urge that couldn't be extinguished. Even if I hadn't provoked him… in time, he would have slaughtered not only his family, but everyone in this village."
He pointed to the dead robe and asked.
“If we look at it logically, this body has dealt with the murderer who tried to kill the villagers… and in return, I have eaten a piece of the unforgivable villain’s flesh.”
Muganmajong, who had been staring intently into Bu Eun-seol's eyes, continued speaking.
“It may not be accompanied by a sense of justice, but in the end, you did a righteous thing by dealing with the evildoers. Why do you want to kill me?”
“Because we shouldn’t interfere with human fate.”
“Intervention of fate?”
Muganmajong smiled faintly.
“Do you want to play God’s game?”
He looked up and down the swollen body with his sharp eyes.
"Heaven chose this body as a demonic being. And it gave me these abilities from birth, making me follow the devil. Like divine providence."
“…….”
“But you want to destroy our species without any reason, just like the laws of nature.”
“It’s sophistry.”
"sophistry?"
A sneer appeared on Muganmajong's face.
“If a poisonous snake eats a rabbit, is it the order of nature? If a servant eats an evil person, does that mean he should die?”
It wasn't entirely unreasonable.
Demons are born with evil karma, regardless of their own will.
They are born with evil powers and a mind that is designed to harm humans.
Asking him why he harms people is like asking a poisonous snake why it has poisonous fangs.
Because it was a matter of birth, a matter of fate.
"right."
Bu Eun-seol's eyes, which were looking at the Muganmajong, became cold and sank.
“It is not a sin for a poisonous snake to hunt a rabbit.”
A smile appeared on Muganmajong's face as he unexpectedly received a positive answer.
“Do you admit it?”
"you're welcome."
Bu Eun-seol spoke in a low voice.
“But if a poisonous snake descends upon a human village and bares its fangs, it is also providence to crush its head and kill it.”
“…….”
“If you attack and kill humans based on your instincts, then I can also kill you based on my survival instincts.”
All seven great demons are beings that harm humans.
Ultimately, killing monsters that harm humans can also be said to be a human instinct.
"Did you say that butcher was a villain? That he would have killed the villagers even if you hadn't provoked him? Wasn't that a godly game?"
An amber glow spread from Bu-eun-seol's eyes.
“Or are you talking about being a predator, but not prepared to be hunted?”
The silent Muganmajong snorted.
“So you’re saying you’re going to use force in the end?”
“It’s not about pressing, it’s about choosing.”
Bu Eun-seol set up the silent sword as a stop.
“Whether you act on your instincts or go against them is a choice, and with that choice comes responsibility.”
And he said in a stern voice.
"Do not justify evil by calling it fate. The moment you trample on the lives of others, you cease to be a part of nature… and become a scourge that the human community must eradicate."
“Hahahaha!”
Muganmajong laughed heartily and nodded.
“They say that wisdom is more important than martial arts… You’re saying that you can break the secret art of exorcising spirits with your mouth?”
He wasn't simply trying to confuse the public with his sharp words.
Through clever words, he developed a secret magical art that could steal the soul of the enemy.
“I admit it. I tried to kill you too easily.”
Cheeeeeee.
As Muganmajong reached out, Bu Eunseol's shoes suddenly began to melt.
“Instead, I will kill you as painfully as possible.”
Fortunately, I was wearing a robe as my outer garment, but everything else started to drip down like candle wax.
Muganmajong is the disciple of the Poisonous Demon King.
When the magic attack of the Guseontalryeong did not work, the poison attack of the Jinmagung was immediately deployed.
“I know you can block the power of supernatural powers.”
The Muganmajong smiled sinisterly.
“In such a realm, poison would be the most terrifying force.”
Since he was also connected to the Jinmagung Palace, did he obtain the information from the Empress Dowager's subordinate?
Or like the power of Gogeomrim.
Did he have the ability to instantly assess the enemy's capabilities?
In the realm of the extinction of the void-like world, where everything returns to its natural state.
They had already realized that the most dangerous thing was poison.
“To die painfully.”
Cheeeee.
The smoke rising from Bu Eun-seol's body became thicker.
Currently, most of the power of the poisonous intellect has disappeared, and only the ability of the poisonous delay to not be poisoned remains.
If the power of the Gonggeukgyeong is unleashed, the poison will become an even more lethal attack than it is now.
Twinkle!
Then something strange happened.
A faint crack appeared on the skin of the Muganmajong who was pouring poison on Bu Eunseol.
Paaaaah!
Hundreds of lights were spreading out from within his body.
It was an explosion of vitality.
The power that went against the magic within the body expanded the body, which was filled with poison, with an unbearable vitality.
Kkuddeuk.
The whole body of the Muganmajong began to twist in a strange way.
The flash of light that rose through his bones was like a light trapped in cracked porcelain, covering his entire body in hundreds of rays of light.
dump.
The kneeling Muganmajong opened his mouth as he looked at the hundreds of cracks visible on his body.
"how."
It wasn't a cut from a sword, nor was it a blow from internal energy.
The magical energy that makes up the body is slowly disappearing.
Knock knock knock.
There is a sound of a strong rope breaking.
What came out through the cracks in the skin were blood and gray, cloudy dots of light.
Each time those points of light turn to dust.
Just as a tree that had stood for thousands of years rotted and crumbled in an instant, his body was gradually disappearing as if it was being blown away.
The bonds of his karma and concentrated magic are being broken, and even his essence as a demon is being dismantled.
Jiying.
Light flows out from the silent sword with a mysterious pattern engraved on it.
A mysterious green light was rising like a mist from beneath Bu Eun-seol's feet.
Silent soul eclipse (墨魂一式).
The sword of life that cuts off all karma has already penetrated his body.
“When… did you start the search?”
Muganmajong shook his head as if he couldn't believe it.
“I didn’t see any signs of that.”
Bu Eun-seol said calmly.
“I did it slowly as soon as I arrived.”
Up until now, he has encountered and directly confronted the Ten Great Immortals and the Seven Great Demon Kings on several occasions.
In the process, they all have the natural ability to turn the martial arts world upside down.
I realized that I possessed magical powers that could even defy the laws of nature.
Moreover, it was discovered that the abilities of the sage and the demon suppress and cancel each other out.
That is, the mind has the power to read the memories of the dead for a short time.
The Muganmajong would have the ability to read or destroy the minds of living beings.
Also, he is a disciple of the Poisonous Demon Army, so if he decides to use poison, he will.
It was predicted that it would be extremely difficult to deal with even with the power of the Gonggeukgyeong.
―Does the silent wedding ceremony have to be conducted in a sword style?
Before going to find the Muganmajong.
Bu Eun-seol began to search for a way to intensify the silent solar eclipse.
They say that the silent eclipse is a sword technique.
In reality, it was closer to a technique that released the power to reach the natural map.
What if you could know in advance where you would encounter the Mugeunmajong?
I'm crazy about the idea that it might be possible to develop it in a way other than forensic science.
―The union of the new sword and the vision of the Holy Fire.
The technique of Shingeom Il-il, which uses the body like a sword.
Using the Seonghwa Vision Dharma, which can be said to be the most mysterious method of development in the world for releasing power.
He invented a method to shoot out the silent solar eclipse with his body.
-Brrr.
When I first encountered the Muganmajong.
Bu-eun-seol's fingertips trembled, and a flash of light spread across her eyes.
It was not only that he was enraged by the tragedy of the Jang family.
In order to prevent the Muganmajong from noticing, the Silent Soul Eclipse is developed using the secret method of the Unity of the Spirit and Sword.
The life force that was being released was being poured out very finely and evenly… slowly.
Crispy.
The Muganmajong disappeared into dust in an instant.
The devil who played with human desire to kill has disappeared in vain.
“…….”
Even after getting rid of him, Bu-eun-seol looked around with a serious expression.
After looking at the distant sky for a while,
Percussion!
In one breath, he spread his wings and jumped up several dozen chapters.
His eyes, which had been looking down for a long time, constantly flashed with a sharp light.
“There’s no way the Seven Great Demons could die so easily.”
Even though clues were scattered throughout the martial arts world, the whereabouts of the Seven Great Demon Kings were difficult to find even with the Sahondae's information network.
But that evil Muganmajong didn't even think about hiding its true identity.
Was he living here openly under the name of Seokgye Seonsaeng?
It was nonsense from the start.
“Seokgye.”
A stone is a hard, wall-like obstacle.
A stream (溪) is a narrow, flowing path that is difficult to find.
If you combine the two.
It refers to a hidden space that is not visible from the outside and is slightly open like a crack.
“Everyone unconsciously reveals their own characteristics.”
I carefully examined the scenery unfolding beneath my feet, one by one.
“Mu-gan (無間), Seokgye, the devil that eats flesh, fresh corpse…….”
Bu Eun-seol's eyes sparkled as she recounted the clues she had discovered so far.
“Rock…….”
He was mumbling softly, and finally he understood everything.
Kwarung!
A new type of swollen snow swept across the airfield with a thunderous roar.
He soon arrived at a mountain not far from the village.
After about an hour, I started to search the mountain thoroughly.
Flash!
At that moment, a flash of light flashed in Bu Eun-seol's eyes. He had discovered a large rock face nestled in a deep valley.
“This is it.”
At first glance, it was a common rock face that could be seen anywhere, but due to weathering over time, a faint shape was carved into it.
A somewhat artificial form for something created by nature… …a faint Buddha shape.
Swish.
Bu Eun-seol slowly looked around the rock face and ran his hand over its surface.
Strangely enough, a faint warmth was felt in that coldness.
As if it were a living, breathing creature.
“It’s going to pop out soon.”
He muttered softly and drew his silent sword.
Paang!
Instead of murderous intent, a refreshing wave of life swept across the land, and light began to spread across the land that had been dyed gray.
Green buds sprouted from the branches of the old tree that had been so dry and brittle that they seemed ready to crumble, and the flowers in full bloom spread out a variety of colors like fireworks.
Silent eclipse.
As we unfold the search for life once again, vivid colors are being added to the once desolate mountains, rivers, and plants.
Yeah.
At the moment when I finally concentrated all my strength to cut through the rock wall,
Clank.
Suddenly, the swollen eyelids stopped moving as if they had become a stone statue.
And I just stood there blankly for a long time.
The instinct of the unmanned.
And the experience of dealing with countless bizarre incidents so far is a fierce warning.
'Something feels strange.'
He put the silent sword back into its scabbard, placed his hand on the rock wall once more, and slowly closed his eyes.
But then.
Whirlwind, percussion.
From the distant sky, a shadow wearing Taoist robes slowly descended in front of him.
It was a female Taoist priestess with long hair tied back in an old robe. It was Simgyeongyo-seon.
“No!”
She ran in a hurry towards Bu Eun-seol, who was examining the rock face.
His usual calm and cheerful demeanor was nowhere to be found, and his eyes were filled with only desperation.
“You can’t break it.”
Her fingertips trembled slightly as she stretched both hands forward to block the sword of the swollen snow.
“Then the death penalty cannot be a good person.”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
Bu-eun-seol frowned and tilted her head.
“How can a demon become a sage?”
"sorry."
Sim Gyeong-yo bowed his head.
“I deceived you.”
“…….”
“In fact, the death penalty has been training for a long time to shed the mask of a demon and become a sage, and to let go of the demonic energy.”
“ Didn’t the sage ask you to kill him? ”
“That’s right. The fake body connected to the demon womb, the one called Seokgye Seonsaeng, who imitates the death penalty.”
She spoke quickly.
“But I didn’t know you would find the true nature of the death penalty.”
“I don’t understand a single word of what you’re saying.”
Shim Gyeong-yo began to explain calmly, clearing his throat.
"As I said, we weren't born as demons and sages. We studied together at the Taeilmun (太一門) when we were young."
Her eyes deepened as if she was reminiscing about the distant past.
"But when I turned sixteen, everything suddenly changed. Black magic began to emanate from the death penalty's body, and a sage energy blossomed within me. Overnight, I became a demon and a sage."
The wind blew and ruffled the hem of her old robe.
"After that, we had no choice but to leave Taeilmun. After that, Sa-hyeong became a disciple of the Dokryung Demon Army, and I began training under the command of Yoji Seonja."
* * *
Having become a true master, she continued her training as a Taoist.
The sage Yoji did not accept her as a disciple, saying that she was born with a destiny that would prevent her from joining the Taoist sect.
As a teenage sage, he only taught them the Taoist arts so that they could use their powers properly.
After completing ten years of training, she quietly wandered the martial arts world as a teenage sage.
Then one day, the Muganmajong came to visit her quietly.
In his hand he held an old, faded book.
It was an ancient book called Guijindogyeong (歸眞道經).
“Sister.”
The voice of the Mughanmajong rang out low and heavy.
His appearance, dressed in black, had become more intimidating.
Only his eyes were the same as those of the pure disciples who had trained in martial arts and academics at the Taeilmun (太一門).
“After a long time, I finally found a way to break the karma of the devil.”
He unfolded the Guijindogyeong and explained.
“According to this secretary, if you create a fake body, and then absorb the liver containing the life force of an evil person and petrify the body… your own body will become a living stone, and even the world’s evil people can be transformed into good people.”
The Mughanmajong said.
“If we can escape the fate of the devil, let us meet again.”
Sim Gyeong-yo was happy.
Actually, it was during the time when I was studying at the same school.
She had a crush on the death penalty and desperately wanted to be with him.
What if he could become a sage?
It is possible to break down the great wall that seemed impossible to continue and bear fruit.
“Instead, you have to help me.”
Muganmajong continued speaking cautiously.
“To hone this secret, you must select those with murderous intent who can brutally murder people.”
He pointed to the Dharma talk in the Guijindogyeong.
“Those who have already shed the blood of innocents on their hands… By eating the livers of these truly evil people, you can accumulate virtue and transform into good people again, thus breaking this evil relationship.”
Fortunately, Simgyeongyoseon was able to see people's sins and evil deeds through the power of a sage.
She found villains who met the conditions that Muganmajong wanted.
Murderers who have already killed dozens of people, those who have abused their families to death, and those who enjoy torturing innocent people.
In this way, Muganmajong refined the Guijindogyeong with her help.
But something unexpected happened.
At the end of the magic, his body was petrified.
Matthew, who is connected to the fake body of Master Seokgye.
In other words, there was no way to cut the umbilical cord connecting the shell and the body.
“There’s no way around this.”
The desperate Muganmajong said.
“It is impossible to cut off this Matthew that is connected to the main body, no matter how much ignorance or supernatural power you have.”
The Muganmajong, which was embedded in the rock, said:
His body was already completely petrified, and he had to cut off Matthew in order to transform into a perfect sage.
But since Matthew is not cut off, he has no choice but to breathe his last in his petrified body.
“I have practiced the art of cutting off the evil karma, but I still can’t cut off the evil.”
“Is there no way?”
“There is one.”
After much thought, Muganmajong opened his mouth.
"The Soulless Lord. They say he can use a sword technique that manipulates life. With that technique, I'm sure he'll be able to cut down Matthew."
He continued speaking cautiously.
“But he hates evil, and he never lets a demon live… So, in reality, there is no way to cut off my Matthew.”
“If he hates evil, isn’t that a good thing?”
When Sim Gyeong-yo heard those words, his eyes sparkled.
"Why don't we just say that the fake body connected to Matthew is the real body? No one will ever know."
Afterwards, she used her abilities to investigate the actions of Bu Eun-seol and his subordinates.
Finally, I caught him where he was investigating the dumpling shop and approached him naturally.
And while dealing with the old man at the Hwaunsangbang.
I personally witnessed with my own eyes the use of a sword technique that releases life force comparable to the realm of natural harmony.
―If that is the case, it will cut off the death penalty and the karma of the devil, allowing one to be born as a sage.
As expected, the swelling caused the fake body to disappear in an instant.
But surprisingly.
As we were about to investigate the rock face where the real body was hidden, she suddenly appeared.
* * *
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you the truth.”
Sim Gyeong-yo, who had explained everything, looked at the rock face with longing and spoke softly.
“But if I tell you the truth, I told you that I will never help you.”
“You saw me exactly.”
“No.”
A desperate light flowed from her eyes.
"The executioner's practice has now reached its final stage, and his body has completely hardened into stone. He's in a pupa state, just before being reborn as a perfect sage."
“…….”
“You have cut off Matthew, so the executioner will soon break that stone and come out.”
After a long silence, Bu Eun-seol spoke.
“That can’t be.”
And he shook his head, staring at the rock face.
His eyes were a mixture of pity and regret, but he was firm.
“The Muganmajong must die.”
“He became a sage, didn’t he?”
Simgyeongyoseon pointed to the image of Buddha drawn on the stone while screaming.
“Look! Can you say that’s a figure drawn by a demon?”
“Seonja.”
Bu Eun-seol's eyes were solemn.
“Does that really look like Buddha to you?”
"yes?"
“Turn it over and look.”
Sim Gyeong-yo-seon made a strange expression, but slowly turned his head to examine the rock face from a different angle.
At that moment, her face turned pale.
When I looked at it from a different angle, I saw that it was a merciful image of Buddha.
Doesn't it look like the image of a devil crawling from hell to the human world, teeth bared and eyes glaring?
“It’s a coincidence.”
As if denying reality, she shook her head so violently that her hair flew about.
“It might look different depending on the angle.”
Her voice trembled.
"If you were planning to deceive me, why would you practice such a difficult art as the Guijindogyeong? Why would you endure such pain, such a long time?"
“You know better.”
Bu Eun-seol spoke in a quiet but confident voice.
“It is known that the Muganmajong must complete its true form. However, no one knows how to do so.”
He raised his sword and pointed it at the rock face.
“But listening to the sage’s words, it seems that he is a being that must absorb both good and evil karma to be able to display true power.”
“Good and evil? He only absorbed the karma of the wicked.”
“If he is a being that only absorbs the life force of the wicked, why would he be a devil?”
Contempt appeared in Bu Eun-seol's eyes.
"Finally, I will absorb your virtuous energy and complete my true form. From then on, I will begin my evil deeds in earnest."
Shim Gyeong-yo shook her head, but her eyes were wavering.
I intuitively felt that there was some truth to what Bu Eun-seol said.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t believe it. Nothing will change.”
Bu Eun-seol said no more.
Sreung.
When I raised the silent sword again, the blade caught the sunlight and emitted a cold light.
“No!”
“Get out of here. This is something that must be done.”
Kurrurur.
At that moment, a slight vibration began to be felt from the rock face.
It's as if something trapped in a rock is trying to wake up.
Jiying.
Bu Eun-seol tried to unfold the silent solar eclipse once again.
“Please, I beg you!”
The moment Bu Eun-seol, who ignored her words, was about to launch an all-out search,
First memory.
Bu Eun-seol suddenly lowered the silent sword.
“……I see.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think this is it, Seonja.”
Bu Eun-seol said coldly.
“Your acting.”
