Harvesting (1)

 

Shortly after Mujin defeated Huanggon, the battle was over.

It meant that the misreading had been erased from the South.

Most of the Poison people in the Odok Mun Clan, including the Lord of the Odok Moon, were dead, and those who had joined to help them were not much different.

Of course, Mujin was not without damage in the process.

Even in the Red Tiger Corps that fought against the warriors of the Divine Heaven, several people lost their lives, and the combined losses of the Beast Palace and the Sun Palace were more than a hundred.

However, considering that the number of the enemy was close to eight hundred, this was a very minor damage.

The first time he used Dokjin to unleash a poisonous attack, and the Beast Archer and Sun Archer went on a rampage in front of him.

And since Mu Jin and Gu Yang were holding Huang Gong together, they were able to minimize the damage.

Corpses strewn on the ground, wounded enemies and allies, etc.

At a time when the people of the Beast Palace and the Sun Palace were busy moving around to clear the battlefield.

Mu Jin moved to a corner place with Gu Yang. With a stunned Huang Kon on his back.

Now that the situation had been settled, it was time to proceed with the interrogation in earnest.

The reason for the arrangement was simple.

"Now that the plot has gone awry, it's better for this guy to know what he knows..."

He thought that he could tell Gu Yang after the interrogation, but it would be more credible to hear it directly from his mouth than to tell him it himself.

When Mujin arrived at the corner, he put the Huang Gon on the ground and slapped him on the face.

“!!!”

It was only then that Huang Gon woke up from his fainting, but there was bewilderment in his eyes.

He didn't know why he was still alive. Meanwhile, Huang Gon realized that his body was not moving, so he clicked his tongue inwardly.

'Torture does not come to me...'

Like many other Shincheon warriors, he had been trained in torture as a child.

But Mu Jin had no intention of torturing Huang Gon.

Mujin took a sweet pill from his bosom. The drug was a psychic pill.

Mu Jin's request for reinforcements from the Sichuan Tang family was not just for the purpose of bringing in poison experts.

Since he had found a person who was considered to be the lord of the Divine Heaven, he had also requested the spirit spirit.

Mu Jin forced Huang Gon's mouth open, where the blood was suppressed, and put a spirit pill into his mouth, forcing him to move his jaw to chew, and then move his throat to swallow.

"Ugh!!"

When he was given a strange sweet potion, Huang Gon tried to resist something, but it was a pointless effort because the blood sword had been suppressed.

And after a while·

"That's it..."

Huang Gon's eyes were blurred, and Mu Jin shook his head in satisfaction.

"What's your name?"

"It's Huanggon..."

"What is your position in Shincheon?"

"It's the Five Great Weeks..."

When Mu Jin got the answer he had expected to some extent, he turned his head, glanced in the direction of Gu Yang, and asked Huang Gon again.

"Are you the one who handed over information about the Red Tiger to the Sun Palace?"

"That's right..."

Huang Gon's answer momentarily surprised Gu Yangpae, but Mu Jin continued to ask questions.

"Why did you do that?"

"An inspection came from the Demon Bridge. A man named Gu Yang Fei is coming this way, so I want you to make a trap for him to not be able to escape."

"Does that mean that your Divine Ganja is also hidden in the Demon Cult?"

"That's right..."

As the shocking news continued, it was difficult for Gu Yang to remain expressionless.

But what followed was even more shocking than what I had heard earlier.

"Then who is the most high-ranking of the Demon Sect's Ganja?"

"It's this big lord..."

"He's a lord like you..."

"That's right..."

"What kind of position does that lord hold in the Demon Cult?"

"It's the Throne of Light."

“!!!”

Surprised by the unexpected information, Gu Yang's eyes, which had been big and dark, widened even more.

This was because, unlike Usa, Uza showed that he was trying to protect the Demon Cult.

"What he said was true!"

It was true that Jin Yanghui had said that he had also reneged on the throne.

No, now that I see it, it wasn't even altered. After all, it was a work of another faction.

Mujin, on the other hand, was thinking of the idea of "after all".

I had read the first part of the novel, so I already knew that he was a renegade.

However, in the novel, it was not shown that the throne was related to Shincheon.

In the first part of the novel, he simply pretended to be a depraved renegade and lost his life to Gu Yangpae.

However, after reading the second part of the novel and rolling around as the protagonist of the third part, I deduced that one of the left-hand or usa must be related to Shincheon.

"Is Usa just a renegade?"

At Mu Jin's words, Huang Gon, who was suppressed by the spirit spirit, shook his head.

"No, I don't."

"What if?"

"Usa is brainwashed by Yin-Yango..."

“!!!”

"Yin-yang-go? What is that?"

While Mujin looks surprised. Gu Yang, who was watching from the side, interjected and asked.

When Huang Gon told him all the information about Yin Yanggo, Gu Yang Fei asked again with an angry face.

"Does that mean that the yin and yang were fed to Usa by the priest?"

"Yes· I heard that the gin-yanggo doesn't make any appearance when it's in the elixir, so it was tricked into being used as an elixir and fed to Usa."

"Then Father· What happened to the Heavenly Horse?"

"When the current Demon Cult Principal entered the closed hall to cultivate the Heavenly Demon God. I know that the lord of Li dug a trap with Woosa, who was brainwashed with Yin-Yang, and drowned him in the mouth of the coin."

"Does that mean that Tenma is vacant now?"

"I don't think he's dead. I've heard that it's just a living corpse with only a life attached to it."

“····”

Power struggles between stepbrothers·

I thought it was just a demon cult that followed the laws of the strong, so I was tolerating it.

Now that I see it, it was all a joke of the forces of the Divine Heaven.

Just as Gu Yang was trying to recover from the shock.

Mujin asked what might be the most important part.

"So how many more people are there who have been hit by that yin-yango?"

Snow ginseng that I received as the winning prize of the Dragon Bag Branch Meeting·

Mujin had thought that the Yin-Yang-go in it would be the first and last Yin-Yang-go. That is, until he received information that Usa had been killed by Yin-Yango.

And when Huang Gon returned, Mu Jin couldn't help but tilt his head involuntarily.

"Demon Cult's Usa and Shaolin Divine Dragon· It's just the two of us."

I didn't think I'd get my nickname here.

'Oh, I don't know. In Shincheon, I know that I ate the snow ginseng!'

When Mujin is wondering how he can take advantage of the other party's misunderstanding.

Shireung·

Gu Yang drew his sword and aimed it at Mu Jin.

"It means you can be brainwashed by them at any time."

"I didn't eat it, so put that sword away..."

"You didn't eat?"

"That's right..."

Mu Jin replied with a fat expression and asked Huang Gon to confirm Gu Yangfei.

"Is that gin-yang-go that I ate the one that was in the Dragon Bag Society's winning prize, the ice cap ginseng?"

"That's right..."

"If it was that, it would have been so disgusting that I broke it. When I turned it into powder, I found that there was a small insect inside the cedar."

Now it was Mu Jin who scowled at Gu Yang with a look of "Do you believe it?", but Gu Yang looked at Mu Jin like a madman.

"I smashed the ice cap of the heavenly elixir without even eating it..."

According to common sense, it was something that only a madman could do.

'Come to think of it, you're crazy...'

Perhaps it was quite reasonable, but in the end, Gu Yang took away his sword.

Just as he seemed to have managed to convince Gu Yang, Mu Jin turned his gaze back to Huang Gon again.

'Time seems to be running out, isn't it?'

I had a rough idea of how far I was going to go to the Demon Bridge, but I lost too much time talking about Onmyogo.

Mujin asked what he was most curious about first.

"So why the hell are you here in Namman?"

"It was to use the False Gate and the Fortune Telling Sect to take control of Yunnan and Nanman."

"So... I can understand the point of point, but why bother to go all the way? If Wulin is your dream, wouldn't it be better to put more power into the Middle Plain?"

"Our goal is not to be a one-liner."

“???”

While Mu Jin was looking at him with an incomprehensible expression, an unexpected and ridiculous story came out of Huang Gon's mouth.

"Our goal is to open up a new sky. It's about building a new empire."

“!!!”

"Our lords will have the men who will lead the army when the new heavens open. They are the ones who have been promised the position of Great General. I was in charge of Nanman and Yunnan, and when the new sky opened, I was going to be in charge of the military in this area."

It was a series of ridiculous stories, but as I listened to them, I felt like the fog was lifted from my head.

'Damn· Is that why you didn't come to the fore with that much power?'

The power of the gods was considerable. As far as he knew, there were as many as eight lords who were comparable to the Seven Kings and the Three Swords, who were said to be the best masters of the current Wulin.

Of course, Yunhyang Wenju and Nangwang of Sichuan were dead, and Huang Gon was also destined to die soon.

But what if you didn't intervene?

In terms of the number and quality of the masters, the power of the entire Xintian and Wulin was almost equal.

Seeing that one of the lords, Hyuk Jingang, was openly active, there could be a great master among the remaining Seven Kings.

In addition, there are higher ranks than the lords, so maybe there are even better masters lurking.

That's why Mujin thought.

Since the power is similar, they are working behind the scenes to minimize the damage.

But now that I see it, it wasn't a goal, it was just a process.

"Is that why you just wanted to take control of the Supreme Leadership like a villain?"

In the first place, they intended to use the forces they had attracted as a kind of organ horse.

As a long-term horse to be used in the war against the current Imperial Family in the distant future.

Mujin, who had gone crazy with his thoughts, asked the question again.

"Speaking of which, who are the lords of the heavens or those who are higher than the lords?"

"The main owner of the area is the master of the Silk Refinement. And Li Daeju is the Heavenly Demon God Sect's Throne of Light. The Three Great Pillars are of Shandong Province... Cool..."

However, while answering Mu Jin's question, Huang Gon suddenly burst out coughing with blood, and his eyes gradually returned.

He did not succeed in resisting the psychic rings.

"Damn· Is time already over?"

The time that the venom of the psychic ring could be maintained was over, causing a kind of retrospective phenomenon.

* * *

Shortly after Huang Gon vomited blood and died.

Breaking the awkward atmosphere, Mujin spoke.

"What are you going to do now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Now that you know why the Upper Demon Cult is rotten, you must have thought of something, right?"

"I was just convinced that we had to purify the church. Nothing has changed..."

He has already chosen the path of apostasy. On the contrary, it only convinced me that this was the right path. It was hard to go back to school.

And this time, Gu Yang asked Mu Jin in reverse.

"But why are you, a Shaolin disciple, so interested in the affairs of Demon Buddhism?"

"You're not really interested in demonism, are you? I'm just chasing them... It's just that I'm entangled with the demon cult this time..."

At Mu Jin's answer, Gu Yang snorted.

"If this was your purpose, you would have been able to conduct the interrogation on your own. If you didn't have the intention to bring me in and listen to this information, then what is it?"

Perhaps it was because he was a brilliant man, but he quickly understood Mujin's intentions.

"Let me tell you... Thanks to you, I have learned the truth about the higher echelons of the cult, but I have no intention of playing with you after purifying the cult. Shaolin Divine Dragon·"

Gu Yang had known Mu Jin's identity for a long time.

In the first place, he identified himself as a Shaolin disciple, and others called him Mujin, so he couldn't help but know about it.

Along with the nickname of Shaolin Divine Dragon, it was called the Zheng Sect First Flag, so Mujin's name and nickname spread all the way to the distant Xinjiang.

Of course, it wasn't difficult to deduce Mujin's identity just by hearing his name.

And now, when he dared to mention the nickname, he meant that he was going to draw a line under Mujin and Shaolin.

Mujin also understood his intentions and wondered for a moment what he should say.

But he's a smart guy, so it wouldn't be easy to get into the puns.

Mu Jin scratched his head and uttered a half-heartfelt word.

"I didn't intend to sleep on the demon school. What are you going to do with a demon-infested demon cult that would bother you?"

"Then what was your intention?"

"I thought you would turn the demonic cult into a little more normal..."

"What is it about me that makes you think that?"

"While he was busy with his duties, he took pity on the people of the Rimji and moved separately to wipe out the demons. And because of what you said last time. Didn't you say that the martial artists who were devoured by the demon were not true warriors?"

“····”

"I just thought that if at least a man with such an idea became the leader, the demons of the Demon Cult would be reduced a little."

Hearing Mu Jin's answer, Gu Yang looked at Mu Jin with a complicated expression.

‘··· Is a monk still a monk?"

The Buddhist sects in the Middle Plains were not only Shaolin.

And all the disciples of such a sect were nothing but murderers who cried out for annihilation and were anxious to kill the demons.

Originally, however, the Buddhist teachings advocated by Buddha Buddha were compassion.

It was not mercy meant unconditional forgiveness.

It was the mercy of the Buddha to repent of sins, to attain enlightenment, and to be freed from suffering.

"Come to think of it, even though he knew I was a descendant of the Heavenly Horse, he didn't kill me in the end... I told you to take care of the magic ball and lead the others so that they wouldn't be eaten by the magi."

The way he tried to educate his opponents rather than kill them resembled that of a monk who was not fair, no matter what anyone said.