Chapter 115. Mushin Gun (1)

Zhejiang, Fujian and Yanbian to the east, Guangdong to the south, Hunan to the west, Hubei to the north, and Anhui, this is a strategic point and a way to extend to the rest of the world.

The Jincheng King was located in this river, in Nanchang, the saint.

Water was abundant from the south spear neighborhood adjacent to Poyang Lake.

Also, land was fertile and paddy farming developed. As if to prove it, the group of luck could see a wide field of rice spread a few days before entering South Spear.

Rice was ripening in the spear paddy field, which was farmed.

Seeing it, Zegal smiled happily.

“This year is a good year. If there is nothing big, no one starves. ”

Dojinmyeong shook his head at the words of Zegal, looking out from the carriage.

“After the war, all the rice would be used as military rice.”

“So war must end quickly.”

Zegal and Dojinmyeong faced each other and laughed.

Contrast sighed to see the two people like that.

“Two are really good.”

He glanced at the corner of the wagon. The wagon was very wide enough for ten people to ride, with a young man sitting in the corner.

Everyone was an elderly man or an elderly man, but the appearance of a person sitting in the corner was a young man, so it seemed at first glance.

In addition, the characters in the carriage were all Moorim’s masters and young people in between, so it would not be understood by others.

However, if you knew the identity of the youth, the discomfort you felt from the age difference or the virtues of Moorim would disappear.

‘You’ll feel a different kind of discomfort instead, huh.’

Contrast tingling like a sore throat. What is the identity of the youth in front of you?

Koji has no shortage of discussing the world’s best. It’s a secret that can’t be told to anyone, and it’s a story you can’t believe.

Seeing the appearance of such Contrasts, Zegalseong said as if it was sleazy.

“Not too much. There is no better way than he has said. ”

“But it is Ganhae and Sichuan.”

Contrast sighed once more. What the luck had just asked for was the Cult of Heavenly Demon’s request in return for helping King Jinsung and the Blood of Blood.

A deep and deep bar of emotion between Moo Moo Rim and Cult of Heavenly Demon. It was obvious that it could not be narrowed down easily.

It was true that the plan of King Jinsung succeeded, the Cult of Heavenly Demon was proclaimed to be the state religion, and it remained unchanged even if the meteor became the state.

Minchos’ evaluation is different, but the opposition of the sectarian Molims must be very strong.

Yunseong came up with a compromise between them. Contrasts reminded me of the compromise.

“Then do this.”

At the end of the meteor, everyone’s attention gathered inside the wooden house focused on him.

Unsung avoided their gaze and looked at each one and presented their requirements.

“You can’t let go of the deep emotional path between Protestantism and Mohammedim in a moment. But it is also true that we need the strength of our school to dispel the forces of Yeokcheon Bridge scattered around the world. ”

At the words of the meteor Zegal swallowed his saliva.

“Our school will return after everything is finished.”

Contrasts shouted with surprise at the words of the meteor.

“Is you going to return to Tianshan without any payment?”

The luck shook his head. And replied in a firm tone.

“When did I say no payment?”

His eyes turned golden and stared at the contrast man.

“I don’t think there’s a place I said that I’m going back home.”

The body of the Contrast that met the eye with the luck trembled. Even though the air plane was not unfolded, the contrast person could feel the back stem wet.

It was a change of body that took place because he knew that luck could make his neck twist if he had a heart.

‘Your fear of interest has been engraved in your ear.’

Contrast closed his eyes.

Yune laughed at the contrast of the Contrasts.

“Clearness, Gansu, Sichuan.”

The rhyme said the names of the three surnames, the face of Zegalseong hardened.

This was because the astronauts noticed why they mentioned three Castles.

“Would you like to receive the three Castles?”

Noun nodded his head and Myeongjinjin, who had closed their eyes, jumped out of their seats and shouted.

“A ridiculous sound!”

The three castles were on the edge of Moorim.

The castles are adjacent to several extramural forests and at the same time called the end of the midfield. As such, there are fewer members of the Middle Moorim in the three provinces than in other castles.

“There is a wagon in Cheonghae. In addition, there are Ami, Qingcheng, and Sichuan Gate in Sichuan. Do you ask for those three Castles? ”

The Moorim cults are like local Toho. Those who maintain authority on the basis of the Fief.

Such people could not easily lay down their foundation, so the story of the Contrast could not be said to be wrong.

But luck laughed.

At the same time, the immense momentum of the body of the meteor was pressed against the Contrasts’ shoulders.

At that moment, the Contrast sat down again where it was.

Contrasts tried to fight against the force, but fear was already deeply imbued.

Yunseong continued to speak while pressing and recording the contrast.

“Did the Sichuan Gate and Qingcheng already fall into the hands of Yeokkyogyo? At the time of chasing the disciples of Spear Master Sect, they knew they were leading with both hands. ”

Contrasts shook sound.

As the words of the meteor.

They are already deeply involved in Yeokgyo. It was no longer the old Sichuan and Qingcheng wave. If war breaks out, they will be enemies.

“Qingcheng and Sichuan Street are in my hands anyway. That is revenge for those who made Spear Master Sect. ”

Contrary to the words of the meteor, the contrast person did not refute. Jingal just opened his mouth.

“What would you do if you were in trouble or Ami? And what other doors are in those three castles? Although the roots of Yeokcheon Bridge spread deeply throughout the Moorim, not all of the factional Moorim are rotten. But it’s not a story that they’re going to erase them all together, Pontoon? ”

Zegal’s words stabbed the core.

However, Yun had already thought about this problem.

“What I want is not to subjugate under the realm of those three Castle Protestants.”

“To allow our church members to move freely in the three castles. Originally, Protestant was dreaming of going to Jungwon, and I hope that members of the three castles can move freely. Also, if large and small denominations do not host our school, we do not intend to host them. ”

“And if they want to get out of the Fief because of our school, we pay the full cost for it.”

At the words of the meteor, Zegal was in great agony. The meteor has already made great concessions.

Cult of Heavenly Demon has already gained the cause in view of the conditions built in King Jinsung.

There was nothing to say as it was pushed into the Jungwon Moorim.

Nevertheless, meteors were somewhat limited in the area of ​​Protestant activity now.

This was the last consideration and concession to the real sect, which was untainted by Yeokcheon Bridge, including the blood of blood.

What if this concession is ignored?

‘Probably a bunch of Cult of Heavenly Demon will push into the midfield.’

Then the Moorish Moorim will be shaken from the roots. Zegalseong knew it better than anyone.

However, this was not a matter of deciding alone, no matter how congenial.

“I will consider it.”

At the words of Zegal, luck nodded and laughed.

“Expect a good answer.”

I was expecting a good answer, but in fact, Fortune was expecting a choice to make.

Without borrowing the power of Protestantism, it is difficult to contain the imperial family and the Moorim alliance at the same time.

‘Not only that.’

Even if the Protestant activity took place in the three castles, it was evident that the passage of feelings between the faction Moorim and the Cult of Heavenly Demon would gradually diminish over time.

It was that luck aimed.

Protestant religion stably enters the Jungwon Forest with fewer goals.

None of the thousand horses had ever done it.

Soul is a middle man, but at the same time the location is a thousand luck meteor that can be done.

‘I am the bridgehead’

In a rattle wagon, luck laughed inward.

Meanwhile, the wagons carrying the clouds were getting closer to South Spear, where the King of Jinsung was.

“It takes three more days to spear south.”

Dojin Myeong murmured as he saw the familiar scenery. In that sense, Myung-jin and Zegalseong also looked out.

The sun ended and the moon rose. It was time to prepare for homelessness.

“Hmm, are you going to sleep on the road today?”

Zegalseong pounded his back pretending to be uncomfortable, and the contrast man smiled bitterly and tried to prepare for homelessness.

It was Dojin-myeong who kept them.

“You don’t have to be homeless tonight, Zegal labour.”

“Ho, are there any places to stay nearby?”

Dojinmyung nodded at the words of Zegalseong.

“If you go about half an hour further, there is a door called Homunmun (號 劍門). It’s a small door with only fifty doors, but we can rent one room for us to bind. ”

“You speak as if you know it well.”

Do Jin-myung scratched his head at the end of Zegalseong.

“Munju is quite decent and one of the Munfa, located near the king, maintains a bridge.”

“Huh, yes. I’m glad you don’t have to be homeless anyway. Come and get there. ”

At the end of Zegalseong, Dojinmyeong said, stepping out of the wagon.

“I will tell the road not to me.”

The half hour was not very long. Nevertheless, the wagons carrying the party did not reach the gate.

I roughly estimated it to be half a second, so it may take a little longer or less. Anyway, the wagon will soon reach the gate.

It was at that moment that luck opened her eyes.

“It smells like burning.”

At the end of the meteor, Dojinmyeong turned his head unknowingly and opened the window of the carriage and looked out.

The meteor is the most prominent of these. At the same time was the owner of the most outstanding sense.

He said that he looked out at the thought that there was no fire somewhere.

At that moment, he could see.

In the middle of Heaven, the darkness is burning red.

Black smoke soaring with flames.

The Contrast of the Contrast shocked and shouted, Dojinmyeong’s face hardened.

The fire was burning in the direction of the fire gate.