Chapter 91

In fact, Do Jin-Myung’s words could be an opportunity not only for luck, but also for Cult of Heavenly Demon.

If his words are true, Cult of Heavenly Demon will be a great reason to call toward the Midfield.

The use of the emperor’s shell and the wielding of the imperial power is obvious.

The roots of his mother-in-law are deeply embedded in hypocrites of the Mid-Mountains, who claim to be political parties.

Where is the better reason than that?

But what if it’s false?

What if you are just being used to the role of true king?

Then there is nothing left for the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

No, it is not enough.

If you fail and turn the Imperial Palace into an enemy, you will have great trouble.

Even coriander couldn’t prevent hundreds of thousands of officials from the royal court.

The punishment for history is to destroy the tribes.

Perhaps the roots of Protestantism itself will be shaken.

That’s why Unsung asked Do Jin-myung.

“Why should we move so much?”

Dojinmyeong swallowed saliva at the question. It is because the youth’s body in front of them flows questions and accidental prayers that only the Absolute can have.

Of course, the answer was not prepared and did not swallow saliva.

This degree of question is already expected.

Otherwise, it would not have been called Cheonjiwisa.

Dojinmyeong answered the words of the meteor.

“First of all, if the religion of Protestant helped, then the king would accept the religion as the state religion and at the same time make the principal of the religion the state religion.”

Protestantism is the state religion.

Then the doctrine of the celestial horses can be naturally permeated among common grasses.

In a moment, you will be able to grow into a force similar to Confucianism, Buddhism, or Taoism that grabs the world right now.

The pontoon of Cult of Heavenly Demon. In other words, to make luck a national affair means that the emperor will be taught by the Cult of Heavenly Demon doctrine.

The emperor of the monarchy is the religion of Protestantism.

This was more of a promise of more full support than the recognition of Protestantism as a state religion.

It was a lifelong pursuit for Protestantism, and because of this, the war with the Midfield Moorim was also immortal.

Literally, Protestantism was meant to accomplish what had been hoped for many years.

In fact, luck was quite surprised at this. State religion and state history were not words that could be easily spoken.

Jinsung’s desire for Protestantism meant that the importance of this work was so great.

Yunseong slowly made eye contact with his relatives. Then he swept away the chin.

In fact, if it was an old meteor, I would have naturally pulled a sword toward Jungwon Moorim for revenge.

Not for Protestantism, but for their revenge.

But not now.

Revenge was also important, but it was also important for Cult of Heavenly Demon, left by his second teacher, Cheonhui.

He had to consider both his revenge and the existence of Protestantism.

The thought deepened into the verse.

It didn’t take long.

There was something to confirm.

The luck drew his eyes closed.

“How do you believe that?”

Instead of answering, Do Jin-myung pulled out a small scroll from his arms.

This time it was a letter with Jin Sung King’s handwriting and seal.

Yun received the letter and read it directly. Then I fold the correspondence.

Should I raise up the devils as it is?

Do you have to pull the sword toward the Midori Moorim?

Moment of trouble, he took a small bottle out of his arms.

“Do you know what this is?”

The purple vial looked ominous. The tight seal seemed to contain dangerous objects.

The fortune and gaze of the gaze naturally turned to a bottle in Dojinmyeong’s hand.

The prayers of fortune and coronation changed.

At this moment, it was hard to guess why I took out mysterious bottles and said poison.

If you were going to be addicted, you should have been silent. Of course, with a bit of poison or skill could not be addicted to luck or relatives.

The history of the meteor has already entered the mouth.

If it’s not the same kind of poison that poisoned Cheonhui, you can naturally detox it.

At that moment, Do Jin-myeong opened his mouth.

“It is a poison that has poisoned the lords of Protestantism, or no patriarchs.”

At the end of the horse, Do Jin-myeong’s new type flew under strong force and hit the wall.

The pain as if the spine is Bass fell up the back.

If you hadn’t protected your back by concentrating your energy at the last minute, your spine would have popped out.

How painful it still seemed to tremble internal organs.

‘I was expecting but I would die. I’m really dead. ‘

Dojinmyeong put up with pain, suffering pain. There was a big hole in the wall of the shrine he bumped into.

Dojinmyeong looked inside the shrine through the hole.

Protestant pontoons were slowly rising from power.

The flames soared over the whole planet. At the same time, the meteor sprang up.

Then he flew like an island.

A new type of Yunseong arrived in front of Dojinmyeong in a moment. As he reached out, Dojinmyeong grabbed her neck.

Up to that moment, Dojin did not rebel.

No matter how much the difference between the super climax and the glands, however, this overwhelming difference was partly because he did not resist.

He was caught in the air by Unsung and coughed up to see if he was choking.

Whatever he thought he did not resist, Yun had no intention of letting him go.

Suddenly, the eyes of the meteors, which were stained with gold, were torn vertically.

A sharp eye like a reptile looked at Dojinmyeong’s whole body. A thousand-year-old living surrounded his body.

Dojinmyeong shook his feet. Soaring torch from the body of the meteor, like a snake flying around the tongue, wrapped around Dojinmyeong.

Although it did not directly touch the fire, hot heat has been transmitted vividly.

In that situation, luck was asked toward Dojinmyeong.

“Why do you have that poison?”

Voice without height.

Dojinmyeong saw a monster in it. It’s just a voice but it’s creepy.

“Cool Luck. W, you stole it from the guys of Yeokkyogyo. ”

Dojinmyeong vomiting barely a word, the planet’s Geuman round and round. The sanctification and the living that still enslaved him remained unchanged.

However, Yun released a grasp of breath so he could talk a little easier.

He squeaked with a little open breath.

“Yes, this is what Poison had?”

The meteor’s eyes turn dark. Then Dojin took the poisonous disease in his hand.

A long time stared at the disease. In my head, complex questions came up one after another.

‘Why was your father addicted to the poison of Yeokcheongyo?’

The teacher whose luck was questioned was creation. What on earth was the teacher addicted to?

The meteor slowly closed its eyes.

“Is this poison really of reverse religion?”

“Should be prepared for this poison among those who belong to the Sichuan Gate, the Moorim, and the Moolim?”

“Cool Luck. I don’t know that far. ”

“Did you not speak one? Yeokcheongyo is rooted not only in the imperial family, but also in the middle forest. They may have this poison. ”

The luck calmed his trembling finger with his eyes narrowed.

Something broken feels like a slow fit.

The feeling of being matched one by one that does not fit the Maw.

Yunseong was completely letting Dojinmyeong breathe.

“Morim blind. Is it a member of Yeokcheon Bridge? ”

“I think it’s very likely. Iii. Communities. ”

“Is it likely?”

When Doo again asked Do Jin-myeong, he barely breathed and nodded.

If you have more than eight, you should actually think so. Luck closed his eyes. Then he threw a poisonous bottle in his hand to his boss.

The boss leaned back.

“I believe you will know what to do without speaking.”

And precisely after the full moon, the chuck returned the poisoned venom to Unsung.

“The experiment with prisoners in Prison was the same poison.”

The signs, symptoms, and progress of the poison were exactly the same.

‘What did you find out? What on earth were you involved in? ‘

With his eyes closed, Yunseong lost his mind.

Things that happened on the verge of death.

And the stories of creation.

I did my best to remember the memory of the time. In retrospect, his teacher, Creation, was a very secretive person.

Of course, it was not a secret or a secret that was different from what is known in the world.

At least he was not hypocritical. But surely there was something hidden to him as a disciple.

Once every three months, it was like going out on a wander without sound.

He never told his disciple, Unsung, where he was going and what his purpose was.

Of course, Moorim’s story of where the creation was witnessed during the full time had not wandered at all.

Meaning that he did not simply run.

The creation did not tell the planet in the end why. Why he was framed and chased by the people of the Moorim.

The fortune did not know, but guessed from the look of the creation at the time, he clearly knew the reason.

‘But why didn’t you tell me?’

If there’s a problem, I’d have to solve it. Although he is a poor disciple rather than thinking alone, he would have better face to face.

Was it simply because of the teacher’s desire not to be taken care of by the disciple?

Creation was not such a teacher. If necessary, the person was open to talk. If he did not say that, there was a reason to hide.

Dojin-myeong’s story came to mind in the head of Yunseong.

And the forces of Yeokkyogyo rooted in the Moorim.

If Do Jin-myung’s claim is true, and what has been discovered is the mystery related to the imperial family and the reverse church?

And what if you knew that Moorim was related?

Yunseong felt a cogwheel in his head.

I wondered why creation was kept secret to him.

‘To save me?’

Knowing the secret was more likely to survive than you knew.

He was such a teacher.

The luck clenched fist clenched.

Even as far as he was, he was a teacher who thought bad luck. Like Cheonghui… … .

In the wake of the consciousness of the meteor came to mind what was said while the creation was chased.

“Seongah. My disciple If you are out of this place, or if you succeed in your own escape, go to the text of the text in Gansu.

I think I should go to the midfield.