Chapter 132 He’s not a human.

Chapter 132 He's not a human.

Insular regions.
There are two great pillars within the factions here.
One was the Hwasan school, which belonged to the Old Dynasty, and the other was the Seomun school, which belonged to the Seven Great Segments.
Eleven years ago.
After the destruction of the Namgung Clan, the oldest and most prominent swordsmanship family in the country for over two hundred years, the Seven Kingdoms reshuffled their ranks.
Seomunsega was on the rise around that time.
Originally, the Seventh Dynasty was a middle ranking family, but the current patriarch of the family, the Seventh Dynasty, and his three sons had risen to prominence.
The martial qualities of the eldest, second, and third sons were exceptional.
From a young age, all of them showed the same talent as their father, Xu Wenxue, and mastered the esoteric family swordsmanship system.
All three of them earned the Murimu star early on and rose to the prominence of the Zheng Sect Murimu, and the Seomun Segai gradually ascended to the top of the Seven Great Segai.
In particular, the Gaju West Gate was included in the so-called “four great masters,” the best representatives of the Xinxiu region, due to its extraordinary ineptitude.
A tiger with wings ( A tiger with wings ).
As the saying goes, the latest Seomun family had reached a level where the seven major taxes were no more than two or three times lower than my own, not to mention the power they possessed, the punishment they received, and their wealth.
It was clear that, barring any future infighting, that position would not be shaken in the slightest.
It’s just past noon.
The Heavenly Windblack West Moon Moon, accompanied by his entourage, arrived at the gates of West Moon City and entered.
As the group passed through the wide open spaces on either side of the boulevard, they saw a cloud of gorugaru hanging from the eaves.
Xu Wenyue stopped when he reached the middle gate and spoke in a low voice.
“Let the chief stay, and dismiss the rest.”
Soon after the dozen or so hecklers waved goodbye and disappeared.
Seomunwol and Nuhm made their way to the great hall beyond the middle gate.
This is where Seomunseju Seomunseju Seomunseok worked at the time.
As Seomunwol and Nuhm stepped into the rectangular boudoir, a dignified man in his fifties stood up from his desk and let out a sigh.
“Huh huh. Are you here?”
He was a majestic and tall man, the head of the Sunfeng Sword Army.
After closing the door, Seo Moonwol quickly shook his head.
“Yes. I apologize for being away, sir.”
“No, that’s okay, going out and seeing, hearing, and experiencing is part of the unschooling process. Now that I’ve seen your face, let’s talk about you. Have a seat, too.”
“Yes.”
Seo Moonwol and Nuhm answered in unison, and then sat down by the desk to talk with Seo Moonjwa.
A little time passes.
Toward the end of the conversation, Seo began to say something that had been on his mind.
“Father, I actually have a favor to ask you.”
“Please?”
“Please allow me to enter the Xinfeng Hall.”
“Xinfengguan……?”
“ Yes . This time . Go out I woke up . In life About , and In the uneducated About … … The continent Wide Talent is There are many Horse which What does it mean? Once again I saved money . Although In my own way Okay Anonymous I got it One , to that settled case Or not I reflected on it . Well done . As you know past Day year during my Martial arts The water level is almost As if it were stagnant summer solstice Didn’t you ? So … … for now Closed In training To rush in do .”
“Hehe, by the look in your eyes, you’ve already made up your mind on the way here, but you’ll have to ask your ancestor for permission to enter the New Wind Hall. You must also seek the consent of the Council of Elders.”
It means grandfather, the patriarch of the Samun family and the paternal grandfather of the Seomun seat.
Seo Moonwol smiled thinly.
“Yes. That’s why I’m asking you, father, to use your strength……, I’m thirsty. Not a thirst for personal accomplishment, but a thirst for how I can contribute to the future development of our family, and that’s what I’m thirsting for. If I’m going to be the next head of the family, shouldn’t I start preparing now?”
“Want to grow a bowl?”
“Yes. I’m well aware that my abilities are not yet…… big brother’s, and I think I’ll need some closure training to be of service to him in the future.”
“Humble,” said the king, “one already compares your qualities to the first, and if so, I will grant you my special favor.”
“Thank you!”
Moonwol expressed his gratitude with a beaming face and pointed to the flaw next to him.
“Father, may I practice the closing ceremony with Master Nu?”
“Hoo hoo, come on, okay, I’ll do it.”
When Seo Moonjwa graciously agreed, Seo Moonwol thanked him again and again, and then left the hall with a grimace.
“Master, all that’s left to do is to perfect that kung fu.”
At Nuhm’s whispered words, Seo Moonwol nodded his head slightly and scoffed inwardly.
“Hmph, that’s not true. Since it’s for the sake of the first born of Zheng Shil’s family, does that mean you’re allowed to enter the Xinfeng Pavilion or whatever?
I did.
Seo Moonwol was the status of a bastard who was borne by a foreign wife, unlike the eldest son and second son borne by Jeong Sil.
It was a barrier of reality that even the most talented could not overcome, and the seat of the next generation of the family was given to the first Xu Wen’an.
Seo was furious.
One.
I’ve never made a big deal about it.
A bastard born with the blood of a concubine is bound to be cast aside the moment he reveals his greed.
“If I hadn’t made the connection with the Yue Yun Temple, …… I would have given up on my grand dreams and spent the rest of my life cleaning up after your family.
Seo Moonwol strode forward, sending an intimate note.
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The following voicing immediately responds with a whole note.

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<Yes.
<No problem.
Seo Moon-wol suddenly remembered what Yeom Sang-ah had said the other day.
-Preface The day Confucius realizes the full extent of his power, he who sits at the top will eventually have to give way and disappear.
'The head of the Sun Moon Demon Church…… is good.'
He laughed soundlessly, his eyes filled with a blood-tinged gleam of ambition.
* * *
As they made their way along the wooded path, the young man of the agreement grinned broadly as he looked out over the mouth of the city ahead of them.
"Ah, finally……!
He was the same age as Chu Liuhui, and was the first young man to succeed in unleashing the sword qi.
The large city that now stood before him was the southernmost tip of the Hunan region, called Chimchu.
"Mother, I'm coming!
And so the two legs get busier and busier.
Every time I take a step, my mother's longing face zooms in like an illusion, and I feel like I'm growing up.
Kisil Chumchu was not a very nice city.
For Kwunbi himself, it was.
Because of her mother's congenital hearing loss, she was always subjected to peer teasing, bullying, and even beatings…….
He was also poor and had no outlet for his frustrations.
But whenever this happened, her mother always smiled and comforted her only child.
Don't cry, my precious son, my precious son, my son who is like my life…… It is because of this mother that you suffer.
The mother was deaf and could barely speak, but with her eyes and gestures, she tended to the wounds in her child's heart with warm love.
This kindness helped Kwok Un-bi grow into a good person who didn't give in to the malicious behavior directed at him.
What if you're broke.
The rich in heart.
Kwok Un-bi has always thought that way and has never lost his positive attitude, training harder than anyone else.
The fruits of your labor have finally come to fruition.
Now, when you see your beloved mother, you'll be excited to show her off.
The ugly son is no longer the ugly son, he's grown up as a drone and has been rewarded with a huge reward for his filial piety…….
-Don't live with it, because it's bad enough you've been crushed.
Recalling Chu Liuhui's words, Guo Yunfei seized his excitement and began to run faster.
"You're probably over there, let's go buy you something delicious!
* * *
"Oh, fuck!"
With a shrill cry, a basket full of herbs hit the ground.
At the same time, he caught the attention of a passerby on the street.
Three men in their twenties with knives surrounded the woman, who looked to be about forty years old, kicking her basket of herbs.
But no one stopped him.
The three were members of the Black Cow Party, one of the most prominent factions in Chu.
The cause is Digit tax demand.
In recent years, the BNP has been making the rounds on this topic.
This is because the Fashan Sword Department, headed by the best and most powerful man in the city, the Sapa-born Honorary Swordsman, has been ordered to reorganize the city.
The KKK was a subordinate organization.
Three party members threatened a woman selling herbs with axe eyes.
"I was friends with Unbi when we were really young, so I let her off the hook as much as I could, but you can't keep doing this!"
"Pair! How come you can't understand me? Uh! Oh, well. He can't understand, he's deaf and dumb."
"If you can't pay your share, just go to Unbi, he's getting paid by Mundo to be at the White House checkpoint or some shit."
The woman on the floor…… Guo Yunbi's mother, teary-eyed and clutching the pants of one of the party members, pouted in appeal.
"Grab me, dirty!"
Tang Yuan moved his leg hard to kick her away, and she fell to one side from the force.
"Ugh…… Ugh……!"
"What are you talking about? Uh-oh, look what you're doing. Cackle. That's hilarious."
The other two members of the party chimed in and laughed.
Right then.
"Stop!"
Guo Yunbi emerged from the crowd and rushed to her mother's aid.
"Ooah…… ah……."
The mother was very surprised and cupped Guo Yunbi's cheeks.
"Yes, Mother, I have the day off, I'll take care of it, just step aside for a moment."
With that, Guo Yunbi pushed his tearful mother away from him and eyed the three party members.
It's a familiar face.
No wonder…… the three of them had been relentless bullies of his childhood.
They put their mouths in my mother's mouth, teased her, beat her until she shook, pissed on her when she fell down, and even painted dog feces on her face.
"You people, you've been bullying my mother like this all this time! Wasn't I enough! Is this what…… people do!"
As Kwak Un-bi shouted in anger, the three members of the Black Right Party looked rather Chapter.
"Hey, asshole, what's wrong with you, has it been so long you forgot our faces, do you need a reminder of what happened?"
"Your mother bitch didn't pay, that's why things got to this point. Why, so you can swing a sword at me for being a nobody?"
"You're going to pay for your mother's place? I hear you're working for the failed White House, and I doubt you can afford a pair of shoes."
The three of them giggled and put their hands on the hilt of their swords, but Guo Yunfei didn't back down easily.
"Apologize!"
"Where the fuck is this asshole yelling at me!"
As one of the party members stepped forward with his sword drawn, Guo Yunbi drew his sword from the side of his waist and fought back.
Shh , shh – Chaeng , chaeng , chaeng – !
Not that Tang Wen was a weak player, but Kwok Un-bi split the sum and fell to the back of the pack.
Still not enough studying, though.
Bam-!
With a loud thud, Tang Yuan suddenly took a few steps backward.
It was due to the powerful Qin Qi that was suddenly energized by Gu Yunbi's sword.
This is the effect of the pore water level rising rapidly due to the alignment of the iron flow.
"Ugh, what!
The embarrassed Tang member quickly waved him off, and the other two Tang members joined in, pressuring Kwak Unbi hard.
Chop, chop, chop-!
A metallic burst of sound.
His hands quickly became unsteady and he ended up with cuts on his left forearm and leg.
"Ugh!"
Immediately afterward, one of the party members chuckled and shouted.
"Don't you dare!"
A halberd thrust aimed at the right shoulder.
At the same time, Gu Yunfei, sensing the danger, instinctively stretched out his superior qi, and a white, crisp sword qi shot out like a large awl.
"Ugh!
A white sword qi clashed with the blade, causing a short explosion to sound as the Ye Yi Party member was startled by Chapter.
Poof-!
"Boom!"
The Tang member, who uttered a pained cry, retreated far back, and soon fell to his knees, bleeding profusely.
Jurrrrrr.
The aftermath.
Unbi Kwok was surprised.
'Ah! I'm…….'
What he'd just cast was a Sword Herb he'd never seen in action before.
It was a completely unplanned, instinct-driven performance, literally in the face of a crisis.
Meanwhile, two party members who saw this charged at them, shouting profanities.
"You're an asshole bitch and you're just dying to get on the subject!"
"Gal, you womb reject, how dare you……!"
The spirited Kwok Unbi fought back with his sword, but it was hard to gain the upper hand against the two.
Eventually.
Fit, fit-!
He staggers back with a sharp sound and additional stab wounds to his side and forearm.
"Ugh…… this is too much!
Chapter's frightened mother shakes off the hands of those around her and moves toward Kwak Un-bi, who is in crisis.
Bam-!
Suddenly, Han Yin-Ying swooped through the air and landed on the ground between Guo Yun-Bi and the party members.
The chatter turned to a stunned silence.
The two halting party members and the wounded party member behind them glanced at Yue Inyoung and shook their heads.
"Who is that…… guy?
Meanwhile, Kwak Unbi was stunned as soon as he realized the identity of In-young, who was standing in front of him with his back to him.
"Uh-oh! Mu, Moonju……?"
In fact, Chul Ryu-hyeon didn't even care, his eyes fixed on the KKK members and his voice emotionless.
"Your mothers' wombs were wasted. It did not give birth to those it was meant to give birth to, but only to garbage."
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 133 (133 of 552)