Chapter 186 A Chance for Renewal

They say that the repetition of a coincidence is inevitable.
Cheolleucheon thought.
No.
I was convinced.
That it was all meant to be, all woven around him experiencing a miraculous reincarnation.
It’s heavenly.
The blood siblings of the Taoists I had brought with me as laborers, as well as Namgung Sanglin’s Gu Pum Mugol, Haesuyeon’s Heavenly Chapter, and Moon Bin’s Jinmuk Vein, appeared by my side one after another as if connected by a string.
Once or twice, it’s too much of a coincidence to ignore.
As the bicentennial bloodbath, which has already occurred five times, is thought to be.
The fact that so many people with this rare condition showed up at the same time and flocked to my side to get help meant a lot to me.
The vast amount of knowledge and experience gained over the past millennium as the best and strongest recruits to the Martial Arts Academy has been carefully crafted to be used in this way.
‘If it is the will of heaven that you have brought me back to life…….’
His own mystical body, never before born in the history of the Murim, is the beginning of his destiny.
One.
I don’t know what the heavens have in store for me.
Revenge all you want?
Could a mysterious mystery man be the cause of the turbulence?
So personal vendettas and coincidences masquerading as coincidences are part of that destiny?
He believes that killing the mysterious mystery man is the only way to stop the coming of a tidal wave of bloodshed, and he is the only one who can do it. ……?
He clenched his jaw and thought about it, then remembered what had happened earlier.
When the sign of the allegorical beacon appeared unexpectedly.
-This is not the place for you!
A booming sound that echoed from high above, from a place I don’t know if it was the sky or where, and a palm that was actually a giant palm, pressed against the top of my head in a beam of light.
It forced the allegorical light line.
For some reason, it felt like that.
It’s as if your work on this earth is not yet done.
‘If it’s black, it’s black. I don’t know if it’s a celestial god or what, but…….’
He had no intention of ascending himself anyway.
I’m glad I was able to stop it.
Heaven forbid, I didn’t want to leave this world until I found the love of my life.
Suddenly.
Sheesh, sheesh……
The black aura that had wrapped itself around the messenger’s body and emitted a faint sound began to thin and fade away.
The glowering ironclad muttered to himself.
“Boy, you’re fast.
At last, the lioness has reached her true awakening.
It was a satisfying accomplishment.
Whereas.
He was not yet satisfied with his accomplishments.
It was a no-brainer.
Because the goals are different from the start.
There is a gateway to nothingness, a barrier, that must be broken over and over again in order to completely subdue the Nangin.
Though he has recently attained the crushing void of ultimate accomplishment in a body of unparalleled power, he must reach a higher level of cultivation before he can seek revenge.
The reason is simple.
Because aside from having a body with ridiculous abilities, the peak of pure martial arts level was still below the level of the strongest class in history, which included the Heavenly Horse.
If nothing else, the Martial Artist himself is well aware of the power of the Polarized Water Level that the five of them have exuded in the past.
The supreme cultivation of the Crushing Void that accompanied the Transformation Bone had already been realized by the Heavenly Horse and others, so naturally they were dissatisfied…….
One.
One day, when the pure martial arts level is equal to that of Wu Yin, he will indeed have pioneered a divine martial art that is unrivaled in the Murimsha.
‘If only I could add to this mysterious body and perform some bizarre miracles…….’
It is speculated that the two red eyes seen through the mirror at the time of the Wu Hua backline omen are related to the mysticism of the Mushin sword.
If it’s truly latent in the body, it’s worth continuing to research.
Do.
I will not necessarily approach the fictionalized ineptitude of Nangin…… No, I will find a way to surpass him.
Another important factor in the ultimate goal of revenge was the development of the members.
I had to make sure that each one of them could hold their own.
We don’t immediately know the limits of Romain’s terrifying power, or what forces are lurking in the background.
If I’d thought of it as a throwaway tool, I wouldn’t have gone through all this effort.
Whether it was the will of the heavens or something else, he had borrowed the body of the White Sword Gate’s enemy disciple, Chu Liuhui, and brought himself back to life.
It’s hard to let go of the responsibility and obligation that comes with it.
The soul of the former vegetable man, Chulyu Hsin, was extinguished, giving him a body that gave him a chance for revenge.
Developing a member of the White House Guard was the least we could do to honor our original masters.
Not to mention it’s a great way to get back on track.
So I set myself a lofty goal.
I will create a mighty Moomun, a group of undying superhumans.
‘If reincarnation is the will of heaven, then this life is my portion…… Let’s see. where this ends.’
Then, a dull thud pounded in my ears.
“Su, hoo…….”
The tasseur stabilizes his breathing.
Finally, the long, uneventful breakfast is over.
His eyes fluttered open and he jumped to his feet when he spotted an iron stain on a nearby table.
“Huh? Master Moon!”
“How did you feel after the Ungi Breakfast?”
“Ah…… Yes, that’s an interesting feeling. No, maybe it’s better to say it’s a little weird.”
The messenger went to his side and scratched him on the back of the head, and the iron streaks replied with a grimace.
“It’s natural.”
“Yes……?”
“That giant energy in your body.”
“Ugh! You already knew this was coming?”
“Thanks to the work of the elixir.”
“……!”
“I gave it to him when he passed out.”
“Old? Uh, when did……?”
“Well, that’s not important.”
With those words, Chul Ryu-Heon pulled out a pamphlet.
.
The messenger’s expression changed.
“Oh, this is……!”
“Yes. It’s a monologue sword study of the Yachadai Sword Sect.”
“Oh! Go, thank you!”
“You have a long way to go. The real work begins now. Memorize everything.”
“Yes, my lord!”
“And starting tomorrow, learn the basics of kendo from the cadre.”
The messenger repeated, his fists balled into fists.
“Finally, I’m going to be a reviewer!
Before I knew it, a trail of iron was heading for the door.
“The other ten will get the hang of it by tomorrow.”
“Oh…… did they take the supplements too?”
“Yes, today. You will now become Yachazo, a special task force under the main body.”
“Yachazo……!”
It’s a scary but cool name.
The messenger shouted, his eyes shining with enthusiasm.
“Yes! I will train hard, so that I can become one of the elite of the clan!”
“Everybody’s Year. How the Ends Explain the Means.”
Immediately after the ironclad retort faded.
Turning his head, he glanced at the Berserker’s Book of Berserkers on the table.
‘I, a mere third-rate bandit……, studying the progress of a martial arts master from the previous generation…….’
It was a dream come true.
Yachadai Sword Sect Revolutionary Liang.
He was the wielder of the Martial Sword over eighty years ago, and the absolute ruler of the Martial Empire.
The lessons he left behind are in front of us now.
The moment the lioness struck the first blow.
Cringe.
Suddenly, tears welled up in my eyes.
It’s because the face of the one person I miss the most popped into my head.
‘Mother…….’
My heart was racing.
Guilt.
Yes, bandits are people too.
Everyone has a family.
It was heartbreaking to think of her struggling to make ends meet.
-Aigo, you bastard! How did I raise you? …… What’s all this money for? I thought your mother would be so nice to you if you took what belonged to others!
-Damn it, why are you nagging me so much when I could just take it……!
-You, you…… tell your mother that…….
-Money is money, clean or dirty, who cares!
-Live more! There’s more to it than that! It’s my fault for pampering him more than he deserved after losing his father! My fault!
-Ah, Mr. ……, you’re a good grower, aren’t you!
From a young age, my mother always said.
Don’t covet what others have, even if you have to live without it, and live with what you’ve honestly earned with your own blood and sweat. …….
Hana eventually became a bandit.
Well, I’ll just live and let live.
I’m just downstream.
It doesn’t get better.
It’s easier to give up and live with it.
Hard?
Huh, why do you live so hard.
It’s easier to take what someone else has than it is to work for it.
It’s too late to go back.
I’ve discovered the joy of living without much effort.
Life is unfair to me anyway, so what’s the point of being honest?
Cancer, that’s a stupid thing to do.
She rationalized her choices and lived in denial.
It was an ugly mindset.
It was a foolish indulgence of choice that was eating away at my life and my mother’s life.
When I was younger, that was the case.
I took everything lightly and lived like there was no tomorrow.
One.
The walls of reality that I used to pretend not to see weighed heavily on my heart as I entered middle age.
I sighed, realizing that this bandit life would be impossible when I got older.
How long can I hold out, what’s the point of grabbing a piece of the action?
The days went by in a blur.
Then, miraculously, I came across the Iron Currents.
At first, I thought it was just bad luck.
-Think of it as a chance for rebirth that will never come again in your life.
When he remembered what Chuliuhon had said, he broke down and began to cry.
“ Ugh … … Oh my gosh … … mother …… mother …… !”
Suddenly, a childhood memory flashed through my mind.
I still remember the image of my mother soaking a few tablespoons of rice in a pot of hot water, drinking it, and then leaving for work.
The other day, he broke his ribs.
But he worked in the fields of others to earn a living with his sick body.
-Look at this. I bought my son’s favorite rice cake.
From morning to night, his mother’s life was a constant struggle, but he himself was rarely fed.
I didn’t know.
Thanks.
I forgot.
The big heart.
If only I had realized that early on and worked my ass off, my mother would have been smiling from ear to ear, no matter how much money I made or how little.
“My…… mother…… mother…… raised me…… well. But there was one time when I…… went down a wrong…… path.”
His eyes filled with tears and runny nose, he broke into a series of loud sobs.
“ Ugh … … I didn’t know ! I like this As a child Living That is … … First time Like Mother too … … Someone’s As a mother Living That is It was your first time … … Ohhh , ohhhhh … … Give birth Thank you for giving me … … Thank you . That Thanks to … … steel Mr. Moon too I met you . Now . really …… son To do something sun I’ll see . Too much It’s late , but … … please Forgive me please .”
He buried his face in the sleeve of his robe and wept and wept until his throat was hoarse.
Like washing away the regrets that have been building up in your heart.
* * *
At the same time, General Secretary Luo Gong, who had been summoned by Hong Miao Top Master Hui Bu Yong, entered the office.
“Lord Danju. You called?”
“Here, take this.”
At his desk, Hui Bu Yong held out a piece of worn paper, and Luo Gong hurried to read its contents.
“Isn’t this a…… roster?”
“That’s right, they’re family members of the White House checkpoint workers.”
“Why is this……?”
“The iron door master told me earlier that he’s planning to move the whole family to Baizhu. They have a house, money, and everything.”
“……!”
“Hoot. You’re a big man, aren’t you? In any case, I’ll send a squadron of my men over tomorrow, and tell them to be as polite as possible.”