Becoming the Swordmaster Rank Young Lord of the Sichuan Tang Family Chapter 180

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‘Amitabha Buddha.’

Jaune momentarily recalled the past and muttered his displeasure. Hyeokryun Jungseon, whom I met in an unknown slash-and-burn village 40 years ago, was not in normal physical condition. Perhaps because of his rage, he showed great courage, but if he had fought to the end, it would have ended in Zaun’s victory.

However, Jaun had lost his will to fight. They assumed that the demonic cultists were disguised as slash-and-burn people and took excessive measures, but as Hyeokryeonjungseon said, they seemed to be nothing more than common people. Why didn’t I notice? The slash-and-burn people had a small amount of magical energy in their bodies, but their movements were not those of someone who had learned martial arts.

While Jaun was exchanging defense and defense with Hyukryun Jungseon, he could hear the tearful words of the villagers who lost their family members or neighbors.

─He is clearly a famous monk, but instead of giving a sermon, how dare he break the precepts of death…!

–If it’s because you didn’t pay tribute, isn’t that too much of a treatment? It was difficult to make a living so I hid in the mountains, but I didn’t commit theft.

―What is the fault of a child who is still at a flowery age?…

monk! The middle line is not guilty. It simply taught us how to breathe. Please don’t harm him.

After that, desperate cries continued to be heard. These were stories that allowed Jaun to fully guess the context. The reason why people who were just slash-and-burn farmers came to possess demonic energy seemed to be because a young man called Jungseon taught them breathing techniques at the level of health. Healthy breathing techniques that simply strengthen the blood vessels are commonly found in Taoism. It is not strange if there are breathing methods that promote health, such as those used to manage demonic energy, which is the energy of the reverse sky.

Although they are said to have demonic energy, it is only a very small amount, and was it really right to assume that those who had no connection to martial arts were considered demonic and send them to the training? No, that can’t be true. Even now, they show no signs of joining forces. Jaune was overcome with regret.

Jaune also learned one more thing. It is said that the simple-looking woman who used her hands for the last time was with her young man from the Demonic Cult who was romantically involved. So she would use her hands with a death glare. She sleeps to avenge her enemies.

When Jaune learned of the situation, he completely lost his will to continue the fight. As a disciple of Shaolin, he prided himself on having worked hard to save sentient beings with the power he gained from learning martial arts, but the shame of having ended up murdering innocent civilians weighed on his whole body. Besides, he didn’t want to take the life of a young man who was going crazy after losing his lover. Even if it is certain that he is a member of the Demonic Cult.

So I stepped down. As she spoke quickly.

ㅡTheravada is Jaun. As a master of Shaolin, I took action knowing that you were people of the Tao of Magic. I fully feel responsibility, but all I can say is that I am sorry. Since Hinayana has nothing now, there is nothing to compensate for. If you ever come to Seongsan, I will definitely apologize for today’s mistake.

I didn’t hear an answer. As soon as the one-sided notification was over, Jaun launched a light attack. He was closer to running away, but Hyeokryeon Jungseon continued to yell at him as he chased after him.

―Come back, you worthless bastard! Come and receive my sword!!

―Is that what the Buddha you worship teaches? If you truly want to apologize, offer your head to the souls of the dead!

Jaun!! I will never forget your name. You should also not forget the name Hyeokryun Jungseon. It’s a name that will cut off your lifeline the day you meet it…!

The last words sounded distant.

Jaun returned to Shaolin that way, and after some time had passed, he went back to the place where the slash-and-burn village had been with a summons, but there was no one left there anymore. There was no way to know whether they had followed the Hyeokryun Jungseon to Xinjiang, or had moved to another place and established a new village.

Time passed by like a flowing stream, and Jaune learned that the name of the person who had become the new Master of the Demonic Cult was Hyeokryeonjungseon. He was the head of the Demon Sword Reformers.

‘More than karma.’

Jaune thought as he looked at Hyeokryun Jung-seon, whose face was now as old as his own. He said he had to be himself to handle him.

Forty years.

An old grudge.

The life that was not taken at the time turned into an expert at the extreme level. In the meantime, how many of Kunlun and his fellow disciples died at his hands?

That was the reason why he accepted without hesitation the offer of the leader, Yeon-myeong. Because there was a high possibility of encountering the Demonic Cult Gwangmyeong Woosa Hyeokryun Jungseon. And it actually happened.

“Jaun.”

Hyeokryeonjungseon spoke amidst the swaying demon energy. As he spoke, the air around him felt like it was sinking. This is the temperament of a world-class expert who forces silence on others.

“I am grateful to you in many ways.”

“?”

“I don’t know if it was because of self-reproach for harming those who care so little, or out of a sense of mercy, but you didn’t take my life. And you calmed down my lax heart. If it weren’t for you, I would never have reached the point I am in now.”

The demonic energy that exploded from Hyeokryun Jungseon’s entire body gradually decreased in size. It wasn’t that the momentum was weakening. Should I say that it has become even darker? The magic energy, which was originally black, had turned completely black. The word ‘dark’ just crossed my mind.

It was then.

Immediately after the demonic energy became thick enough, as soon as Hyeokryeonjungseon gently lifted his sword, the demonic energy that had been dispersing like smoke in the sky above his head began to gather together and take on a strange shape.

Although it was made of pitch-black magic, those who saw it could see that it had a ghost-like appearance. It has a distorted face, long tusks, and horns rising from what appears to be its forehead.

It was a swordsman from the Demonic Sword Reformers of the Heavenly Demon God Church – the Dark Demon God’s Sword.

Demons who have reached the extreme point are demonic.

You will be able to speak it. By completely controlling the demon energy in the body, one can not only escape from the danger of being possessed but also be able to carry one’s thoughts. The Dark Demon God of Darkness was a swordsman of the Demonic Sword Reformers, and it was known that when he reached great heights, the shape of an evil spirit would appear. What is unique is that the shape of the evil spirit that appears at this time appears differently depending on the image that the person who has mastered the Dark Evil Demon Sword has in their chest.

Salbul (Teaching Buddha) – This was the intention that Hyeokryunjungseon, who was slightly lowering his eyelids, wanted to put into his sword. kill the Buddha

It was not an image that came to mind spontaneously at this moment. It is a thought that I have honed while thinking about Zaun over the past 40 years. To fight against the unwritten truth that possesses the ability to destroy demons.

“!”

—-

Jaune sensed that something was unusual and took a big step forward. The strides of the noble monk in Buksung Shaolin were wide. He closed the distance in an instant, and it was not like Gong Son-tae would just sit there and watch.

“Self-defense demon fire.”

Hwaaaaaaa!

Out of nowhere, dark blue flames soar into the sky as if they had been painted over the landscape. It was the self-defense technique of Gongsun-tae, Master of Gwangmyeong, who learned Hell Demon Fire. An ominous flame that looks as if it could consume anything forms a pillar. He resembles Zaun’s Diamond Buddha in that he is a martial arts person in all aspects of attack and defense.

A long, dark pillar of fire stretched horizontally. It seemed as if a barrier had been created in an instant, and it appeared that way because Gongsun Tai was wearing a self-defense magic gun and performing the divine magic magic fire.

Gongsun Tai, blocking Jaun’s path, rolled up one side of his mouth and waved his hand. As expected, it is engulfed in dark blue flames. It was hell magic water.

Kwaang!!

There was such a loud noise that it was hard to believe it was skin hitting each other. The power of the martial arts wielded by each other was powerful, but the impact of the backlash from the auspicious traveling spirit of the Shaolin of Buddha and the retrograde spirit of the Hell Demon Fire, which was the opposite, was a big reason. That wasn’t all. Is it because they are the opposite of martial arts? In an instant, the flames wrapped around Gongsun Tae’s hand die out. The gold light in Jaun’s hand also faded a little.

Nevertheless, the triumphant smile did not disappear from the face of Master Gongsun Tai of the Demonic Cult. I have already felt that it is a long way to break through the Diamond Buddha and God by mixing my hands once before. The current battle was just a waste of time. It was to give Woosa Hyeokryeonjungseon a moment to complete his sword training.

Jaune noticed this and exchanged a few more attacks before just ignoring Gongsun Tai and trying to move. Even if he allowed one or two attacks, he decided that it was right to prevent Hyukryun Jungseon from completing his sword attack.

however.

“Where?”

Just before Jaune moved, Gongsun Tai lightly shook his hand. Then, several sparks fell out of the blue-black flames surrounding his hand. It flew to one side as if riding the wind, and it was a place where figures from the Kunlun faction and the Communist faction, including Yan Yanming, had gathered.

It was an application of small-space hell magic fire. This is a technique that Gongsun Tai frequently uses when he wants to kill a large number of people, and even the most successful techniques cannot handle the heat that erupts at the same time as the explosion of the Small Ball Explosion Demon Fire. The body is not even left behind and is reduced to a handful of ashes.

The sparks flutter and fly as if they are not threatening, but there is no way Jaun can’t sense the enormous power contained within them. Jaune, who hesitated for a moment, eventually kicked the ground and flew backwards, grabbing the sparks. A series of small explosion magic fires exploded in his hand, but the hand wrapped in the power of the fireball did not move.

Gongsun Tae smiled at the sight. As if he knew it would happen.

Jaune got down on the ground with a stern face. I expected that withstanding the half-gak would not be as easy as I thought, but just dealing with one Demonic Cultist was too much. A person who had reached the point of enlightenment would be able to easily deal with such a spark, but he was currently in the process of treating Taeheo. If Kun Lun and his co-workers were not careful, they could have been caught up in Gongsun Tai’s attacks. There was also concern that Ma Seon would be seriously injured.

As they were defeated, Kunlun and Gong suffered a great loss of power. If more disciples die or get injured here, there is absolutely no way to recover. Needless to say, if Maseon or Taeheo become noble,

And in the meantime—

The swordsmanship of Demonic Cultist Usa Hyeokryeonjungseon was completed.

“Rest in peace.”

At the same time as he opened his downcast eyes and muttered,

Keeeeeeee—

A roar suddenly erupted from the shape of the evil spirit, and the evil spirit directly penetrated the sword of Hyeokryeonjungseon. The white sword body turns black. It was like a scene where an evil spirit was sealed in a sword.

In the process, the sword hummed and vibrated for a moment. The trembling stopped when Hyeokryeonjungseon opened his mouth.

“Dark Blood God Demon Sword (暗黑凶神魔劍).”

The sword, with its black body shining splendidly, does not move as if waiting for its owner’s command.

Hyeokryun Jungseon’s words continued immediately.

“Open.”

Then, as if spitting out the demonic energy it contained, an extremely ominous energy emanated from the sword and enveloped the sword body.

It was a refined magic sword filled with the intention of killing Buddha.

It was not even half way to the halfway point that Yeon Myeong had mentioned.

Episode 179 > End

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