Chapter 61 Ilgae Hyunseung

After shaking off their embarrassment and drowsiness, Ip Hwan and Kyo Moo Gak went out into the company’s yard to warm up.
Is this okay?
I’d better minimize physical fatigue if I’m going to be fighting tomorrow, and five hundred full body twists is not going to cut it.
But…… knows one thing for sure.
Even though it’s unexpected, it’s clear that Chul Ryu-Heon is not the kind of person who would dictate this for no reason.
“Yeah, you’re going to get something out of it.
Ip Hwan and Gyomukgak muttered the same thing to themselves and relaxed their muscles with a few simple movements.
Then Chuliu Hsin, who stood by his side, said.
“It’s training for tomorrow’s big day.”
He asked curiously.
“Master Wen, what exactly is this cultivation aimed at?”
“Maximizing the sensations brought by the Qigizo and Ogizo.”
Ip-Hwan, realizing what Jin meant, shook his head slightly.
“You’re right, I need to sharpen my physical senses even more, which is necessary when fighting against a large number of people. Through my recent rapidly improving mastery of I Ching Qigong…….”
“Exactly.”
Chul Ryu-Heon nodded at each other, and then briefly explained.
“Your qi has reached a more advanced state than Master’s in his lifetime, and the full-body twisting we’re about to perform is a necessary step toward putting it into practice, with the ultimate goal of unleashing the true power of qi. You should be able to feel the effects before the end of the day, so without further ado, let’s get to work.”
“Yes, sir.”
The two responded in synchronized fashion, warming up and preparing their bodies for a full-body twist.
Chuck-.
Each lying on the floor, arms outstretched wide and legs upright.
“Now you’re going to activate the inner ball. But don’t just circulate the Qi in your body, keep it flowing like when you cast Sword Herb, because that’s the point of this training.”
Hearing Chul Ryu Hyeon’s words, Ip Hwan and Gyomu Gak’s eyes shook greatly.
I wonder if you’d rupture your veins and arteries if you did that for five hundred twists and turns. …….
It’s like exchanging five hundred moves with a non-martial opponent and constantly releasing energy.
In fact, Cheolleukhyeon doesn’t seem to care much about the risk.
“I’m not dying.”
Ip Hwan and Gomu Gak swallowed hard.
It’s even scarier when you say it like that.
You won’t die. Well, your body might be broken.
That’s what it sounds like.
“Start.”
At Chul Liuhyeon’s nonchalant order, Ip Hwan and Co. immediately began their arduous training, practicing the inner gong.
“One.”
“Two.”
As the number of twists increased, so did the brightness of the morning sky.
Just as light comes after a long darkness, so will their future, whispering to them.
* * *
It’s just past four o’clock (9-11am).
Wuyang’s sage, Zhu Yugang, personally drove his caravan to a huge government building in the southern city of the neighboring city of Luoyang.
Hunan Anchal North Office.
Mighty words on a big, pure white sign.
Commonly referred to as the Anchal District Office for short, it was a prison enforcement agency with jurisdiction over all of northern Hunan Province.
Among the local guansha, he was in the top half.
After tethering his horse, Zhu Yugang grabbed a stick-like object wrapped in a white cloth and approached the front gate.
“I’m here to see Mr. Pyung-ling. It’s urgent.”
He held out a plaque symbolizing his office, and the guards at the front gate quickly bowed and moved out of the way.
“Please come inside, the vice president is probably in the main office.”
Hurrying over the threshold, Ju Yugang went straight through the middle gate of the outer courtyard and into the inner courtyard, where the main building was located.
From there, he was escorted through a beautifully landscaped garden of pine trees to his official residence.
“Your Majesty, the Lord of Wuyang wishes to see you soon.”
No sooner had Guan Sok finished speaking than a soft voice sounded from beyond the lattice doors of his office.
“Okay, welcome.”
As Guan Sok quietly retreated behind him, Zhu Yugang immediately pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Field of view front.
I saw a man of about forty sitting at a desk made of woven wood, his back stiff.
Wearing a blue robe and a black hat, he was the second-in-command of the Anchalji District Office.
Ju’s attention then shifts to the right side of the desk.
There, a young man dressed in navy blue stood like a statue with a sword strapped to his back.
Boldface.
He was one of the most powerful men in the Anchal District Office, and was regarded by Pingling Jinzong as a family member.
The eyebrows were normal.
One.
His eyes were sharp and heavy, like the eyes of a venerable bodyguard.
It’s like a chilling, hard squeeze on the viewer’s heart…….
Of course, that’s just the perpetrator’s impression.
Ju Yugang was not impressed.
The reason is simple.
It was the new White House gatekeeper’s iron gate, which has been unusual since his first appearance last night.
I did.
The presence of the famous martial artist Dammengi was even fainter, as I was already impressed by the fact that I couldn’t tell if he had emotions or not.
Zhu Yugang stands near the desk and holds up an example.
“Nice to meet you, Wuyang Hyunseung and Yu Kang Zhu.”
At that moment, Pingling Jinzong released the papers in his hands and gently stroked his long beard.
“It’s no secret how you came to be here. Let’s skip the pretense and get straight to the point.”
Then Zhu Yugang’s eyes lit up.
“Yes, I understand, in fact, last night I received a copy of the Anchor Branch Office’s verdict, and the events recorded therein were exactly what I needed to crush the evil martial forces within Qixil Wuyang. So…… I take this opportunity to implore you to issue a decree of tongzhi. Then I will surely return with good results.”
The tongyeongjang he was referring to was the highest level of the Anchal branch office, which bundled together a powerful set of powers, including search, seizure, arrest, suppression, and detention.
Pyeongling Jinzong’s forehead wrinkled deeply.
“Hmph…… I was way off base on this one. I had some idea of the unsavory nature of the Wulin faction, but I didn’t think they’d ask for a tongjiang.”
“We have evidence of a set of circumstances.”
“Hmmm, circumstantial evidence. Do you have any witnesses from that martial faction?”
“No, but if you’d like to read what I’ve written about it, it might help you decide.”
“Before you read that…… tell me where the martial faction is?”
“This is the angel room.”
Ping Lingjin’s eyes flickered slightly.
Change in an instant.
Zhu Yugang’s eyes caught it without missing it.
“Yeah, it was you.
Suddenly, Chul Ryuhon’s words echoed in my head.
-Sifu had heard rumors that the old angel room was kidnapping young women from neighboring cities, such as Baijiu and Luozhu, and running a pleasure house. He had written to the Hunan Anchorite Northern Bureau to have a formal investigation conducted. Several times, but they completely ignored him. Well, I’m sure you can figure out who was behind it right away…… Well, let’s just sweep it all under the rug.
Zhu Yugang coldly sneered and muttered to himself.
‘Hmph…… I expected it to be you, Pingling Jinzong. You should be a lieutenant, so you can silence a fighter or something. Now you’re just spouting off the obvious.”
Meanwhile, Pingling Jinzong looked troubled, but soon spoke up.
“Not allowed.”
When he said no, Zhu Yugang’s eyes narrowed in confusion.
“What? How come…….”
“I’ve heard that the Angels’ Hall has been under suspicion for some time. But to take down a martial force of that magnitude, we’ll need more than just circumstantial evidence, we’ll need hard evidence, and witnesses with close ties. Otherwise, issuing a warrant will be impossible. If we rush in like this, we’ll end up in trouble. So I suggest you take your time and be a little more cautious.”
“Hmm…….”
When Zhu Yugang drooled like he was disappointed, Ping Ling Jinzong spoke in a calm tone.
“Don’t be so disappointed. It’s only one day, and there will be plenty more.”
“Well, Adjunct, I’d like you to read my post and think about it just one more time.”
Pingling Jinzong couldn’t say no to that.
“Let me see.”
It was just enough to pretend to read and send back.
At that moment, Joo Yugang glanced at Dammenggi on the side of the desk and stood up cautiously.
“Adjunct, I don’t want anyone else to see this. It’s very confidential and should be treated as such…….”
Pingling Jinzong nodded.
“You go out and have a cup of tea.”
immediately after the daredevil disappears out the door.
Shhh.
Zhu Yugang took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to Ping Lingjinzong, keeping his voice low.
“I’m telling you in advance…… you’re going to be very surprised.”
Pingling Jinzong took the paper and sneered inwardly.
‘Huh, child, you don’t think that will change my mind, do you? This is not something that can be solved by mere motivation. There will always be insurmountable obstacles in the path of the unknowing.
The moment you unfolded the paper with your thoughts.
‘……!’
An unexpected one-liner from the dark brown pupil.
.
Pingling Jinzong’s face hardened.
Chimokhomun…… It’s a surname for a greedy prize, meaning owl eyes and tiger lips.
May the river run dry once again.
“Didn’t I say you’d be surprised?”
At the same time, Ping Lingjin Sect’s eyes widened and a heavy voice sounded.
“Hyunseung Joo, what is this? Tell me straight.”
“As you can see, I’ve written what’s on my mind.”
Joo Yoo Kang’s noncommittal answer.
Pingling Jinzong’s thick eyebrows were knitted together, and his face was aged.
“So you want me to…… Chimokhomun’s prize?”
“Yes.”
“Heh…….”
“Am I right, you’ve swallowed angels’ money a few times now.”
“Gal, how dare you, a mere mortal, muzzle a horse that’s supposed to be safe!”
Pyeongryung Jinjong blushes as he speaks up.
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On your desk is a long, white cloth-wrapped object.
“Bastard, what is that?”
Without a word, Zhu Yugang untied the white cloth to reveal what was inside.
Pingling Jinzong’s complexion changed.
‘No! That’s…….’
The item Zhu Yugang brought with him was the sword Bai Xia, symbolizing the ark of the cherubim.
“Proof.”
After a few words, Zhu Yugang pulls out a small object from his waistband.
Ping Lingjing was stunned as soon as he saw it.
“Hey……!”
Zhu Yugang lifted his chin slightly and said furiously.
“I ask, which safety?”
The contemplative Pingling Jinzong moved back and forth and fell to the ground on one side.
“Yo…… Yo, forgive me!”
Fear crept into her trembling voice.
Zhu Yugang grunted as he sharpened a small, unidentifiable object back into his waistband.
“What do you think now, that you are a mere adverbial naboorang?”
“Yes, yes, yes, g…… you’re right!”
As he lay flat on the ground, the horror of death settled over him.
Then.
Zhu Yugang ordered, lifting his head up on his tiptoes.
“Issue the tongong immediately.”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 62 (62 of 552)