The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 220

Episode 220 This is a revolution.

The white-robed student’s expression was gradually changing.

“Thank you… … “It’s a martial arts skill that has never existed in the world.”

Ogum, waiting for orders, asked the white-robed student.

“What should I do.”

The white-robed student answered.

“It is a martial art that we must make ours. It’s clearly a higher-level martial art than Wolyeong Martial Arts and Geumgu Soyo-Gong. It is certain that it was created by Munju. I have never seen it. “You know what I mean, right?”

I knew what it meant.

It probably means capturing him alive.

I realized that the skills of the five swords and the six swords were excellent, but for a moment I felt pity. If I had applied in normal times, I would have had the skills of a butcher, so I would have struggled, but I thought it would be difficult to handle my current condition.

Jahashingong is an emotional martial arts.

That’s how I feel right now.

I’m in a very bad mood. Whether emotional martial arts existed in Gangho in the past is none of my business.

When the five swords and the six swords moved while pulling out their swords and swords respectively.

As soon as I fired my sword, I swung towards the five swords and the six swords. The speed of the three of us drawing weapons was so similar that it was difficult to compete for superiority or inferiority, but purple sword energy poured out from the blade of the wooden sword and flew towards the five swords and the six swords.

When the five swords and the six swords took a defensive stance, wrapping sword energy around their respective blades.

One sword, one sword, the arm of the five swords, the arm of the six swords, the upper body of the five swords, and the upper body of the six swords were cut at the same time, blood splattered in all directions, and the broken blade fell to the floor. Since it was an instant death, I could not hear the voices of the five swords and the six swords any more.

“no!”

The white-clothed scholar moved as if struck by lightning, stepping over the corpses of the Five Swords and the Six Paths and fiddling around in the study. He suddenly took out his book, checked to see if it was okay, then slowly stopped moving and took a deep breath. Surprisingly, it was a sigh of relief.

“… … .”

I was watching all the white-robed students’ actions.

This crazy bastard is checking to see if the books are intact, regardless of whether his students are dead or not. I don’t know if it’s my instinct or my senses, but I slashed the five swords and the six swords while controlling my strength to a certain degree. If the sword energy had spread all the way to the study, more than a hundred books would have naturally been blown away.

The white-robed student turned around with a pale expression.

This guy just made a huge mistake to me. At first, he boasted that it wouldn’t matter if he started a fire, but when it came to the situation where the study was destroyed, he was so embarrassed.

How should we interpret this?

I walked slowly while holding the sword and touching the books with my left hand.

“Student… … Didn’t you say there were a lot of copies? “Why are you so surprised?”

After assessing the state of self-destruction, I looked at the white-clothed student’s expression. So, the white-clothed student actually seemed surprised, even though he had not expected it. He had a reason why the books here should not disappear even if there were copies.

I looked at the pale white-robed student, calmed my tone, and then spoke.

“Seosaeng, go sit at the table there. “Let’s talk business.”

I thought the word “business” would be appropriate to calm the white student’s panic.

The words came out after the sound of teeth clashing in the white-robed student’s mouth.

“Munju, are you looking down on me just because I learned a new skill?”

“No way. What kind of skills do I expect you to have? It’s never beneath me. know. I know, but if you want to kill me, this place will be a mess too. Look at the bodies of the disciples. I adjusted my strength. But to deal with you, I can’t control my strength like this. So, sit down first. “When you say something nice.”

I couldn’t help but sigh as I looked at the student in white, who was distraught not because his disciples had died, but because he was afraid that his books would disappear.

When I saw the white-robed student sitting at the table, I said as I sheathed my sword.

“Close that door. Let’s talk together. Anyway, if your minions come and fight again, I can’t guarantee this time. Anyway, it will be stronger than the Five Swords and the Six Paths. Right?”

When the white-robed student pressed the mechanism on the table, the wall where the minions had appeared flipped over.

The white robe student said.

“Do I want to discuss business with you?”

I went to the area classified as a ready-made person, took out the Golden Ball, and then looked at the text and spoke.

“… … there is. You don’t know three things about me. Geumgu Soyogong, Kweedang, Jahasingong. I don’t know anything about your organization either. How many more libraries are like this? I don’t even know if you are the commander or not. Regardless of the level of martial arts skills, it is difficult to destroy each other. “You guys are a formidable organization.”

“however.”

During the conversation, I checked the end of the Geumgu Soyogong book. Since the content was the same as the book I had read, I confirmed that it had been distributed in a past life by a white-robed scholar. After putting the golden ball back in, I looked at the white-robed student.

“Sir, you did something cruel to some books without permission.”

“… … !”

The white-robed student’s eyes widened.

Even as I was speaking, I changed my strategy of what I was going to say dozens of times. Since my prediction could be wrong, I was refining it in detail by looking at the white-robed student’s expression.

“I understand you. “I will probably continue to be the only person in Gangho who understands you.”

“What are you talking about? “What do you understand?”

I sat down on the floor with my back to the study and looked at the white-robed student.

“Seo-saeng, don’t get excited and listen to me carefully. Sometimes there are things more important than life and death. Are you and I going to kill and die? You can do it anytime. But now let’s talk about something more important than that.”

The white-robed student laughed with a laughable expression.

“Munju, if we fight, you will be the one who dies. “You know, right?”

“Shut up. So I’m talking about it. “There are things more important than life and death.”

“What is that?”

“Even though there are copies, you do not want the books here to be burned or lost. Actually, you probably didn’t know those feelings either.”

The white-robed student looked at me without saying a word.

I had no choice but to come to a conclusion and then go on the attack.

“… … “Who told you to make your own changes to old martial arts without permission?”

There was no change in the white-robed student’s expression, but as soon as he heard my words, he swallowed his saliva once, making his throat swell.

I pointed around the study with my finger.

“The books you create here have different contents from the copies found elsewhere. Your thoughts, your uneducated knowledge, and your opinions were included. “Originally, you were only supposed to translate the writings on the bamboo stick into books, but you became a writer yourself.”

“What does writer mean? “I’m not asking because I don’t know what it means.”

“A person who creates a work of art must be an artist. What could it be? The books here are your works. It’s a work of art you created. It’s not just about transcribing it. In your opinion, some sentences were deleted and your opinion was cleverly added. The copy found elsewhere is different from the one here. “These are your works.”

The white-robed student was embarrassed and was reluctant to say anything.

I continued to put pressure on the white student.

“Do you know what happens when a person does something with all his might or creates a valuable result?”

“… … .”

“You can never make something the same again. difficult. It’s impossible. This means that even if you take the original bamboo book and move it again, the content of the corrections will be different.”

I pointed to the study.

“What’s here means that even the parties involved can’t recreate it. The bamboo tablets are of no use, and the copies kept elsewhere are of no help. Moreover, it is impossible to produce such a large book exactly as it is now. That is why you cherish the books here so deeply in your heart.”

“hmm.”

“Sir, who would understand your heart like this?”

“Moonju, what do you want to say?”

“You’re doing it now. You bastard… … . Look at my sincerity. I am the only person in the world who respects and understands your wishes. Who knows what you mean? Even your stupid students and the obviously smart people in your organization don’t understand your true nature. “They won’t respect your work either.”

“What are you talking about trading?”

“Seosaeng, let’s be honest. I don’t know if you and I will be enemies or allies. That’s not important. Let’s consider books, whether they become enemies or not, a separate issue. This is my final recommendation. I assure you that if we fight here and now, I will risk my life and burn everything here. All your works will be lost. With dust… … .”

“What choice would you make if you didn’t fight?”

I answered with a sigh.

“What on earth did you want to prove with something like this? At least in the case of books that have already been distributed, copies would have been made, right?”

“It did.”

“Did you want to influence Gangho? Or is it just for research purposes? Or did you want to mock the strong people?”

I felt like the white coat student was losing concentration while listening to me, so I had no choice but to start with the conclusion.

“Hey, student. “From the books you have, select the best swordsmanship, sword techniques, internal skills, and spiritual skills and give them to me.”

“What nonsense? why me?”

“If you give it to me, I will pour out charlatans over the next thousand years. “They will learn martial arts from the book you wrote.”

“what?”

The white-robed student asked back with an absurd expression.

I said in a calm tone.

“If I had to classify you, you are a magic power.”

“no.”

“It’s a magic power. Because I am not doing this to help the world, but because I inherited the hatred that has been going on since the time of Emperor Shi Huangdi. Look what you do to your disciples. You are a magician. I define it that way whether you admit it or not. Same goes for other guys who have copies. There is a very high probability that what is being done is magic. That’s because it started from hatred.”

“We strayed from that logic.”

“In the end, doing something that deviated from that logic was magic. But I’ll give you a chance. I will give you the opportunity to teach the charlatans with your works, writings, works of art, and martial arts books translated by White Clothes Teacher. Those charlatans will establish a sect, become great masters, accept disciples, beat Sima Wudao to death, and eventually destroy the organization you belong to. Your organization is powerful and secretive. “It’s difficult for me to handle it alone.”

I chanted, picturing a future that has yet to unfold in my head.

“Instead, those who carry on my will will fight for a thousand years. Maybe these charlatans can become your disciples. The white robe student may actually be a student of the two of us… … .”

I made eye contact with the white student.

“People in the world don’t know our story.”

The white-robed student was watching me with eyes that were clearer than ever. I couldn’t let down my guard, so I put pressure on the white-clothed student.

“I’ll give you time to think. But remember: I can become Sun, Moon, and Gwangcheon on my own through my own efforts. You must have seen with your own eyes that I made the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demonic Cult retreat at the same time. Whether you are stronger than me or not, I swear that I can die, you can die, and this place can turn to dust. “In an instant, we all disappear.”

“… … .”

“You know best how crazy I am.”

Suddenly, the white-robed student took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and fell into meditation. I muttered, lowering my tone even further.

It sounded like a warning to a crazy person, but I was serious.

“You live with so much hatred for the First Emperor, but I am thinking of Jing Jia who tried and failed to kill the First Emperor. If there were more charlatans like Hyeongga, this hatred wouldn’t have started. Who can say for sure? There is no way that someone like Emperor Shi Huangdi won’t appear again.”

“… … .”

“There should be more charlatans in the world than there are now. You inherited your hatred, but I intend to inherit my brother’s heart. My brother couldn’t succeed in the assassination on his own, and there’s not much I can do on my own. “I can only hope that countless charlatans can defeat the Second Emperor and the Third Emperor.”

I summarized what I had imagined and conveyed it to the student in white clothing.

“When that happens, it becomes the revolution we started here.”

I informed the white-robed student who had his eyes closed.

“Choose. “Will you die with me or will you deliver these books to the charlatans?”

I closed my eyes while waiting for the white-robed student to answer.

The sound of the wind blowing from beyond the cave sometimes mixed with the sound of our two sighs.

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