Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Chapter 33

Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation Chapter 33

Cheonma Disciples (1) The Yuwon Palace outside the main school is one of the largest gardens.

If you look up a little, you can see the glacier-covered Cheonsan Mountains, and if you look around, you can appreciate the well-cultivated soil, beautiful wetlands, and unexplored natural beauty.

In particular, artificial ponds are created everywhere so that you can hear the sound of water, and the stone wall landscaping around it.

Manicured bonsai and trees.

In addition, a retaining wall with three heights was installed so that the inside could not be seen.

Whoops.

Amidst the beautiful scenery, a nobleman was looking down at the teacup.

Dressed in a neat man's robe, he was sitting alone in the pavilion, enjoying contemplation.

“What happened?” Did some time pass? The fourth disciple, Gonma, who felt the breeze blowing from the other side, opened his mouth.

Then a man who was hiding his body appeared in front of him like a biho.

Gonma's henchman.

It was heavenly light.

“There is a problem.” "Problem?" "Yes.

Some of us noticed our presence along the way.” “The signs are… Did you leave it?” “Don't worry.

All of them exploded Hwagol Mountain, erasing their very existence.” “Write.” Hwagol Mountain.

Extreme poison that dissolves in blood without leaving any flesh and bones.

To say that he wrote it means that the situation was that urgent.

“I can't believe it.

The climax of the Eunyeongdan's masters suffered...

… .” As Gonma's expression hardened, Cheon Gwang looked up and spoke.

“These are masters that are not found in Taehwanggak.” “I will.” Eunyoungdan is one of the core units that were raised as Gonma's intelligence agents.

All of them are top experts, and they are good at tracking and escaping, so they are unlikely to be caught.

nevertheless suffered It would not be possible without the involvement of those who have risen to the top level.

“Sir.

It's a really odd time.

After all, why did you put people on the side of the Taehwanggakju at this time?” “I think the information has leaked out.” “Is it possible… Haven't you been particularly careful this time?" “Be careful… … .” Gonma made a subtle expression and then smiled in despair.

"light.

How many crews are following me around me now?” “Sir.

that… … .” Chen Guang did not immediately respond and bowed his head.

Rumors have already spread throughout the school.

The side effects that arise as the three become weaker than the other disciples of Heaven.

There were more and more people who were bought out in positive and negative ways, knowingly and unknowingly.

Now, finding them out was meaningless.

Gonma spoke calmly to Chen Guang, who lowered his head without saying a word.

“I feel sorry for you.

For making me follow my weak lord.” "no.

We have no doubt that Gonma will surely fulfill the Millennium Plan.” “The millennium.

Well, there was a time when I drew a future like that.” Gonma did not dare hide his dismayed expression.

In a way, it was an act of showing weakness that was not like a disciple of Heaven, but Cheon Kwang understood.

Disciples of Heaven.

The power and power they have, the ministers and officials they have purchased.

Everything was superior compared to Gonma.

Some disciples even openly circulated rumors that the elders in the corps would visit and bow their heads.

“By the way, what happened to that guy who gave me some weird information?” “We have sent a second-class escort.

Even military officers will take the entrance exam today.” "Well." Gonma quietly turned his gaze to the distant mountain.

Widespread peaks and mountain ranges.

Looking at the Cheonsan Mountains, which are called Permanent Snow Mountains because the snow does not melt, I thought that I would like to rest there alone.

Then, at the sound of Cheon Gwang's voice, Gonma escaped his thoughts.

“I am concerned.

The book that the man handed over.

If the information is incorrect...

… .” "light.

Have you ever seen a person named Seol Hwi?” When Gonma looked at him, Chen Guang quietly lowered his head.

“I have only heard the word from the master.” “It was.” Gonma held the teacup on the table in her hand.

Then he turned the tea around and opened his mouth.

“After doing a bit of research on me, I found out that he had a reason to hate Taehwanggakju.” “… … ?” “They went into the Taehwanggakju office with the troops without permission and tried to steal the martial arts.

That’s what caught it.” “How… … Just like a low-level crew member.” It's not bold, it's crazy.

You're thinking of spying on the office of the chief executive officer, not even your direct supervisor.

“However, there were some very questionable things in the process.

Taehwanggakju, who found out about this, didn't use his hand right away.

Why?” "I do not know." “You.

Do you know what happened to the squad members who followed Seolhui?” After he listened intently without answering, Gonma continued.

“They are all dead.

To the volcanic bastards.” “… … !” In an instant, Cheon Gwang's eyes widened.

Not long ago, I heard that the third-class samurai at the school had been attacked by a volcanic wave.

Coincidentally, those dead guys were Seolhui's subordinates.

If so, the contents of the secret talks in Yeodo Island.

Is it an event that shows the credibility of the content? “Maybe.

What would you do if all of this was the intention of the Taihwang Pavilion?” It is a natural suspicion.

Only Seol-hui, the squad leader, survived, and he handed them a map.

So Gonma sent the reindeer members to follow the Taihwanggak Pillar, and as a result, they all died.

“I can’t be sure of either side yet.” "Yes? I mean...

… .” sup.

Gonma drank all the already cold tea.

Then, for a moment, he looked at the waves of the pond flowing slowly and said.

“The book that Seolhui gave me.

In it, there is a note written by the Taihwanggakju about the faction and the secret talks between the two.

It's an incident that shakes the school's discipline, and it's too heavy for a single member of the staff to handle." As long as Seolhui's subordinates died, the possibility of Yeojido being true was revealed.

It has become something that should never be overlooked.

And that acted as a great opportunity for Gonma to be called in for a title.

“In the circumstances, it is more natural for Taehwanggakju to notice that Yeodo Island was lost after he went to Cheonilgwan.” Under the assumption that it was true, he was speculating on the path of Taehwanggakju.

There is no possibility that the Taehwanggak-ju and the chief of staff had secret conversations about such an important document.

After there was no room for it, the fact that I was preparing for just in case became even more heartbreaking.

“Heh, why did the master send a child named Seol-hui to Muindo?” As Cheon Kwang listened to the story, he naturally had a question.

Anyway, Seolhui is now an obsolete consumable.

Even giving him a sword and an elixir, I wondered if there was any need to send him to the military island.

“I promised.

He asked for a chance to be strong.” “Isn’t it almost impossible to pass through the military island with that child’s skills?” “Perhaps it is.” They gave me an elixir and a sword, but that's the minimum level.

It wasn't enough to pass the exam.

In particular, didn't the successful applicants of the martial arts program come from among the already selected masters? “It would be impossible.

If you still survive, if you can survive...

… .” He raised his head and looked.

“Can’t I get some energy from that guy too?” 'Ah!' Only then did Cheon Gwang think he could guess the real reason his master had sent him to Muindo.

Perhaps that Seol-Hwi had seen herself in the child.

The weight of a disciple of Heaven that cannot move forward or retreat.

Something similar to his own situation that he has to somehow break through within it.

Flute Ring - At the sound of the breeze and the small flute blowing, Gonma raised his head.

It was the signal of the crew standing on the alert.

Someone is coming here.

“Uncomfortable guests are coming.” Not surprisingly, three people were walking in the distance.

Salma and Mahu.

and dumbbells.

Executioners and brother-in-law.

They were the disciples of heaven.

* * * "here… … .” Seolhui shook his head.

A place I have only seen with my own eyes while passing by.

I remember looking at the beautiful scenery for a while, enchanted.

This is not the five halls to which Taehwanggak belongs, nor is it a gudang in charge of daily business.

Even so, it is not even the eight temples (八殿).

It is an independent palace domain, and only Cheonma and his disciples.

And Yuwongung is the place where only the vassals who follow them can stay.

“Wow, hey!” At the same time, Jang-jeong is struggling hard on the shoulder.

It seemed that Geoun, who was wrapped around the armament and wrapped around it, had regained consciousness.

Whoops! However, Seolhui clenched his fists and soon became quiet.

and walked again.

About the road where the long retaining wall has disappeared and another retaining wall is visible.

“Who are you?” I saw a warrior standing on the border.

Naturally, my eyes were drawn to his abilities.

[State Summary]

Rebellion [Amusement Palace Gatekeeper_7]

Normal physical strength 18,050/18,050 Inner attack 1,230/1,230 Combat power 110,000 'What is this, one management samurai...

… .' Seeing the fighting power of his opponent, Seolhui sighed involuntarily.

How many times have you actually died because you have gone through a lot of hurdles in the past? In particular, after a life-and-death battle with this guy on his shoulder, the sense of deprivation given by the figure of a single administrative gatekeeper was even greater.

“What are you doing?!” Seolhui was awakened by the sound of his screaming voice.

“I came to meet the fourth disciple.” "What?" Ban-gok's expression, who had turned on his double wick, quickly softened when he said that he was the fourth disciple.

“Has it been promised in advance?” "Yes.

maybe." “Okay.” He looked around for a moment.

He was a little worried about whether he was looking for a colleague who worked as usual.

“Follow me.

But if it is a lie, you will have to risk your life.” "of course." Seolhui firmly grabbed the Geoun around his shoulders and followed the gatekeeper walking in front of him.

* * * Finding the fourth disciple was not difficult.

As I was walking along the road, I came to a pond, and I found a crowd of people in the pavilion.

“Did you say your name is Seolhui? you stay here.” "Yes." Seolhui waited quietly at the gatekeeper's words.

He cautiously walked towards the pavilion.

Then he seemed to be conversing with the people gathered in the pavilion.

He came to me after a while and said.

“Go.” "thank you." Seolhui got his permission and walked towards the pavilion.

But the closer I got to the sperm, the more I felt that something was wrong.

And when I reached the street where I could see Gonma's face, I couldn't help but freeze when I saw the face of a man.

'Damn! I have the first disciple!' A person who leans his back on the pavilion and looks at himself.

He was six and a half tall and had an expressionless expression on his tanned face.

What catches his attention more than anything else.

[State Summary, State Summary]

Salma [The First Disciple of Heaven]

Normal physical strength ---/--- Internal attack ---/--- Combat Strength --- Numerical values that do not appear other than the display of the first disciple.

And it was the same with others.

Mahu, Dumbbell, and even the fourth disciple, Gonma, did not float anything other than a sign that their body was normal.

“Why are you here?” As soon as Gonma saw him, he immediately asked for the condensed milk.

There was more embarrassment than embarrassment on his face.

It was a look on his face that it was outrageous to be here, who should have been on the island.

'How about this...

… .' Seolhui's spine cooled.

rough.

Isn't the person he's carrying a spy of the first disciple here? “You’re asking why are you here!” Maybe it's because Gonma's voice got a little higher.

The second disciple, Mahuran, who was half lying in the pavilion, was interested.

It was the same with the third disciple, a woman named Dumbyeong.

Above all, the eyes of the first disciple, Salma, who had been quiet, were turned toward him.

“I, that’s… … .” "Priests.

why? who?" At that moment, a man named Mafu helped.

And time stopped.

Because the fingerprints appeared.

However, Seolhui saw this fingerprint and felt that something was seriously wrong.

[Please see the fingerprint below.]

▶ Nada, this is a cheek.

The first is abusive language that can lead to the Nether.

▶ Mafu is out.