Chapter 149 Shocking Facts

Gal Zhongheon shook his head.
What the heck is that.
Wu Yang’s man and the snake den?
I don’t know exactly what it is, but I suspect it has something to do with a nefarious group like the Black Forest Party.
‘That’s interesting, you’re joining forces with the Kwanzaa of all places…….’
Although he is young, he does not seem to have the usual resourcefulness.
One.
Having traveled around the world and seen many absurdities, I had a deep distrust of kwanzaa and was a little concerned.
“Hmm, can I really give it to you?
The trail of iron never looked back.
“Don’t worry, he’s far from self-serving.”
Like a mind-reading sheep.
Gal Zhongheon nods, looking rather cool.
“Ah…… yes. That’s good to know, because you’re a trustworthy person, unlike Hagar, who’s just another scout duck.”
Then Cheol Liuhyeon remembered Namgung Heonlin, the younger brother of Namgung Sanglin, whom he had met this afternoon.
-I know the kind of person you are, so I trusted you two to help me. I won’t ask you what happened, but you can thank him later. Everyone has their own reasons.
When he said that, Namgung Hunlin looked trusting and relieved.
Of course, he was equally enthusiastic.
It was a revelation.
You can learn more about Juyugang’s personality at ……,
Ties that bind.
The aura contained within the bodies of Nan Gongxuanlin and Zhen Xueqing was definitely in line with that of the Zhu Yu River.
It’s a relationship of teaching and being taught, like a priest-priest relationship.
As with anything, the top is clearer than the bottom.
Also.
One look tells you the columns.
Namgung Hunlin and Zhen Heng had a straightforward wick and proper demeanor, which was no doubt influenced by Zhu Yugang’s extraordinary personality.
A thousand years is a lot of years of experience, and you don’t have to dig very deep to figure that out.
-The Righteous One, who, along with Master Zhu, slaughtered the vicious horde, so it’s only right that we give our full names. This big fellow here is called Zhen Xue, and I’m Namgung Hunlin.
Recalling Nangong Heonlin’s words, Chu Liuhui nodded slightly.
“Yeah, you’re right, I can trust him.”
“Irrelevant?”
“No, it’s Hyunseung. For now.”
“For now, go to……?”
“A nobleman who became a courtier. I’m guessing.”
“Since you’re from Wuhan, what’s your…… name?”
“Juyugang.”
“That’s a nice name.”
“He looks a little like you, though.”
“Yes?”
“They’re operating under a false identity.”
“……!”
“I’ve never said it out loud, but I’ve noticed it since our first meeting.”
“You must have some sort of secret agenda.”
“Well, I guess so.”
Chul Ryu-hyeon replied that he didn’t really care, and he and Galjongheon went to the courtly dance floor.
Skeletons strewn across the field, filling the entirety of the arena.
It looks more like a graveyard than a black forest.
Then.
He stopped in the middle of the field and flicked out a stream of rainwater with his inner gong.
Concurrently.
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding……
The countless white skeletons on the floor rose into the air with a crackle.
It’s a straw man.
With another flick of his hand, the myriad white bones clumped together in unison.
Gal Zhongheon inwardly clucked his tongue.
‘You’re good with thin air.
With a loud bang, all the white bones in the air turned to dust.
The intangible aura surged wildly as the iron flowing clouds repeatedly waved their hands.
Choke choke choke choke , choke choke choke ― Sssssss , s …
Bone fragments scattered far and wide in all directions by a violent whirlwind.
“There’s blood on the floor, but there’s no dead body, so you won’t know what’s going on.”
“Yeah, that’s going to make the probate people very puzzled later.”
Yes, this is all going to go down the drain.
The Black Foresters have vanished without a trace, while a few corpses of their swordsmen are still lying in the halls. …….
“Like Namgungse, the Black Forest Party was defeated overnight by a mysterious enemy, and rumors will spread.”
“Everyone felt sorry for Nan Gongxue, as he was a prestigious member of the sect who had always done good deeds, but I believe that the destruction of the Black Forest Party would be welcomed by the majority. Ah…… Speaking of Nan Gongxue, have you ever met a young man named Shanglin from there?”
The iron stain replied expressionlessly.
“How do you know?”
“You stopped by my store. I was in a rush today, so it was an afterthought.”
“This is a new diner for this inquiry.”
“Well, after all…… that’s when he told me he was planning to go to the White House checkpoint for a fresh start, and that he’d been given a big silver medal by a guy he knew through some sort of coincidence, and that he’d picked that as his destination because he’d told me to come anytime if I didn’t want to eat snowballs…….”
“That’s right, I told you so.”
“As expected, the iron gatekeeper was the benefactor.”
-Huh? White House checkpoint?
-Yes.
-They’re a fallen power, I’m told, and their masters met an unfortunate end, and even their newest masters have long since stopped visiting…….
-Yes, I know you’re probably wondering, but…… there’s a part of me that believes. It’s like a kind of anticipation that’s hard to explain.
-Wait, did the White House induct a new gatekeeper?
-Yes.
-I see. The person who gave you the silver you mentioned was the new wenzhou. Did you see something in him that exceeded your expectations?
I didn’t have an answer to that last question at the time, but after meeting with Chul Ryu-Heon today…… my questions were answered.
“But how did you capture his heart?”
“What do you think he wants most?”
“Isn’t…… the rebuilding of Namgungse?”
Gal Zhongheon remembered what Namgung Sanglin had said back then with eager eyes.
-As long as I’m alive, the house will always rise again.
Cheolle replied expressionlessly.
“Exactly.”
“Yes?”
“The first thing we need to rebuild our fallen house is the restoration of the various lost swordsmanships.”
“……!”
“I don’t just have the gist of a bunch of insignificant necromancy tricks in my head.”
“No…… that, is that possible?”
“I’ve already used it up.”
“@……!”
While a gleam of astonishment flickered in Gal Zhonghe’s eyes, Chu Liuhui spoke with a natural ease.
“I know all the key points of all the martial arts in the world, thanks to a gift from the heavens.”
“That, that…….”
“There are many benefits to being a guest of this gate, and I’ll make sure you’ll be able to make one more half-transformation before long. You’re younger now, aren’t you?”
“…….”
Gal was left speechless.
Seriously?
Achieved another round-trip?
My head is spinning, I’m confused.
I’m not sure whether to believe him or not, because he’s saying all these crazy things with a straight face.
What…… The only way to find out right now is to go to the White House checkpoint yourself…….
Then the curled lips of Chullehorn blew a long whistle.
Immediately after.
Boom!
From the woods beyond the fence came a heavy thudding sound, followed by the echo of what sounded like horses’ hooves.
Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-!
Gal Zhongheon’s face hardened.
What’s this?
Windowpane.
pak
A large shadow leapt over the fence and plunged through the air, falling to the floor of the performance hall.
Koooooong…… tsk, tsk, tsk……!
Xin Feng, who had evolved to the level of a rare spirit beast, appeared in full splendor, snorting and breathing out a pure white breath.
“Huh!
Transparent ripples in Gal Zhongheon’s jet-black eyes.
Is that a real thing?
The amount of energy in his body, aside from his bulging muscles, is vast enough to surpass even the most advanced Qigong practitioners. …….
Whether you like it or not, the iron stain said what it had to say.
“How’s he doing, he’s looking strong, and thanks to him, I made it from Chongju to Yeh in about an hour and a half today.”
“Ha, about an hour and a half……!”
I can’t believe it.
Chongqing is the southernmost city in the Hunan region, and Honghu is the border between the Hubei and Hubei regions. You’ve only covered the distance in a little over a kilometer. What kind of flying skills have you learned?
Chullehorn jerked in the saddle.
“Ride.”
“Are you about to leave?”
“I’m going to go to your store, stay the night, and come back in the morning, because there’s one last thing I need to check.”
“Yes, Hagiya, I haven’t told you my whole story yet, so why don’t you go get something to eat and then you can tell me…….”
“I don’t care.”
“…….”
“I don’t want to hear you ramble on.”
“…….”
“I’m just trying the dumplings, how good are they?”
“Ah…….”
“There’s no one else who wants to know your story.”
“Yes?”
“Yewunlang.”
“Why would he……?”
“I’m a disciple of Red Dragon Swordmaster Hongxiao.”
The unexpected words startled Chapter.
“The old days? You mean to tell me that the Red Dragon Swordmaster…… was alive back then?”
“Yes.”
“Are you still alive?”
“No.”
“That’s amazing, and I feel sorry for him…… but he’s a disciple. So he didn’t receive that teaching until he was at least in his thirties…….”
“What, I’m thirty-three years old.”
“……?”
“Ye Yunlang’s age, she’s thirty-three now.”
“hut…….”
Gal was once again left speechless.
It’s shocking.
More than the fact that the Red Dragon Sword Captain Hongxiao had miraculously survived…… was the fact that Ye Yunlang’s face was in his thirties.
Seeing his reaction, Chulhyeon said gravely.
“His face is wrong.”
* * *
“Who’s talking behind my back?
Ye Yunlang frowned slightly as he flicked one ear as he walked through the moonlit night.
Guyangcheon, Guyangji, Guyangin.
Yeah, I wonder if those three devilish-looking guys are pointing at their presbyopia again.
‘We’re almost there.
Currently, Ye Yunlang was on his way to the Bai Xiaochun Gate with a bot burden.
It was evening when he arrived in Bai Zhu with the Red Mausoleum’s top troops, just as the ground spiders began to fall.
We were originally expecting to reach them tomorrow, but the withdrawal of the Greenwood Blind Sanchez shortened our time by taking a shortcut.
“It feels like it’s been a while.
Ye Yunlang suddenly glanced up at the countless starry sky and saw a face.
Decay.
An old man who was once best friends with his mentor, Red Dragon Swordmaster Hongxiao.
-If we’re destined to see each other again, we’ll be connected in some way in the future. Uh-huh.
‘Yes, sir. I hope to see you again someday…….’
How far we’ve come.
Finally, Ye Yunlang’s vision came into view, the ancient front gate of the White Clay Sword Gate.
Bang, bang, bang, bang-.
I knocked on the locked door and waited a few moments before I felt a few people stir.
Ding.
Just like that, the front door opened with a sound, and Ye Yunlang asked with a puzzled expression.
“What, who, who are you?”
She was a woman in her twenties, wearing a white robe.
A face that takes your breath away as soon as you see it.
Just as Ye Yunlang was blushing at the sight of her beauty, the three Guyang brothers appeared and greeted her.
“Finally, sir, I’m here.”
“It’s still a sad state of affairs.”
“I feel like I’ve gotten older since I last saw you. I feel like I’m getting older, too.”
Ye Yunlang’s stomach churned as he realized who Hai Yan was and said.
“Aha, so you’re the eater, the one who looks like something went wrong on the way to accomplishing the half-transformation, and you’ve gone backwards with your yin and yang…….”
Whoa, shut up, who said that!
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 150 (150 of 552)