I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 211

Episode 211: The Poisonous Dangjoha (2)

Ma Cheon-so and Dang Jo-ha. To be exact, the relationship between Yang Ja-gak and him was similar to that of a teacher and a disciple, even though they did not pay homage to each other.

No, he was so close that I would have believed him even if he were my biological grandfather.

“That’s right.”

However, Ma Cheon-so's answer did not seem to convey any particular emotion. It went beyond indifference to being cold.

At this, Mo Yong-hui spoke with regret.

“But does it have to be him?”

“There is no one like him who can create status in Sacheon.”

Identity. The key to that identity that would prevent Cheongseong from pointing his sword was Dangjo.

Ma Cheon-so is trying to get in touch with him.

"hmm……."

“Besides, you have a connection with Taegibang. Whether you hear it from Baekryo or Taegibang, it’s only a matter of time before you learn about Haewoo-gak.”

Mo Yong-hui swallowed his breath and closed his mouth.

Certainly, if one could only maintain a relationship with the Dokjeol Dangjoha, there was no other status better than this.

Not only Sacheon, but even the Murim Alliance will not be able to easily see Haewoo Pavilion.

But that too is a quantum leap, and it would be easy if it was revealed that he was Murong Hui.

How can you form a relationship while hiding your identity?

But, as if his worries were nothing, Ma Cheon-so emptied his teacup and spoke calmly.

“Tell Yeomno that a distinguished guest will be arriving soon.”

“……Okay.”

Mo Yong-hui cleared his mind of meaningless thoughts and went outside.

*Central Plains, Sacheon, Hwangman

The two people sat together in a hermitage with a view of the blue scenery of Amisan Mountain outside the window.

Their gaze was also directed towards Amisan, not each other.

It's not that I'm fascinated by the scenery. It's just that the situation doesn't require long words.

It was the old fox Baekryosae of Dokjeol Dangjoha and Ami.

Dangjo, who had just returned from Qingcheng, was in a bad mood the whole time.

'Jang Moon-in! What the hell is this?!'

'Are you here?'

'Stop talking nonsense and explain what happened first.'

'You already knew all this, didn't you? It's as written on the wall. The Army stole Cheongseong's secret method. Cheongseong will not back down until it is returned and an apology is received.'

'Stealing the mind method. Do you think that makes sense? Take down the posters right now and come with me to Ami. Let's go… … .'

'Elder. Why are you only doing this to us, Cheongseong? Martial arts have been stolen. If our ancestors knew, they would come down from the 36 Heavens and scold us. So, no matter how much you say this, nothing will change in this case. Please go back.'

'You… … are you done talking?'

After that, Umuja kept her mouth shut, and Dangjo broke the board and left Cheongseong.

The shock was even greater because his master and the leader of the Qing Dynasty was close to Tang Zhaoha.

Even though I have been watching Umuja since I was a child, how much more so.

But who would have thought that someone would issue a ban on him like this?

After hearing the circumstances, Baekryosae smiled kindly and spoke affectionately.

“Please calm down. Jang Moon-in may have just lost his way for a moment due to materialism.”

“Okay. That guy being manipulated here and there was worse than my original death sentence. I just hid it while sitting in the long seat to save face.”

“Haha, I feel ashamed to have bothered you, even in Ami. Amitabha.”

“I see. As long as I live, I will not tolerate discord in Sacheon. So, it’s time for you to step back and correct this.”

It was a one-sided order. It was understandable that he would feel offended, but Baekryo-sa continued to smile.

Of course, that doesn't mean it's true in words.

“I don’t mind stepping back a hundred times, but I’m worried that the energy of Amisan will be disrupted and the ancestors will be angry.”

“Even you will disdain my words, is that so?”

“How could that be? I just wish that you would make an offering in Cheongseong so that we can honor the spirits of the ancestors.”

A plague. A thousand Buddhas rose up in the midst of the Tang Dynasty. The reason I went to Cheongseong first was because I thought it was better than Baekryo beating around the bush.

As expected, her symbol is clearly visible.

As expected of him, he answered directly without beating around the bush.

“This won’t work with bare hands, right?”

“Haha, it just goes with the flow.”

“You really are……!”

Following Cheongseong, Ami also expressed its rejection.

Dangjo gave a rebuke to the absurd situation that had occurred while he was away from Sacheon for a short time.

“Does this mean that you’re going to fight in Sacheon if you say you won’t back down? Do you think I’ll just sit back and watch?”

“I do not wish for misfortune. However… the fierce battle that is coming is unavoidable. Also, this is not my will, but also the will of the Army, Your Majesty.”

Ha! Dang Jo-ha opened his mouth and let out a sigh. How on earth did things end up like this?

The Baekryo incident openly revealed its intention to even resort to war.

Besides, if it's Army's will, no matter how much you say it, you can't say, "Let's have some persimmons and pears."

This is because the moment the issue shifts from individuals to sects, the conversation changes.

Finally, he let out a sigh and spoke in a relieved tone.

“Whew…… Jang Moon-in said that he took Cheongseong’s secret method from Ami. Is that true?”

“Ami has never coveted or stolen anything from others. She simply prevented those who were trying to steal what was sleeping in Amisan.”

“Even if that’s true, if it’s Cheongseong’s, just return it and get a thank you!”

“How. Can Jeongilsimgong be said to be Cheongseong’s? Although the Cheonsa-gyo established by Jangcheonsa is said to be the root of Taoism, it is just a sect that stayed in Cheongseongsan, not Cheongseong. Also, if it is yours, it is proper to ask politely. Instead of insulting and being unreasonable. Isn’t that right, Elder?”

Ugh. She looks like a woman who would stab someone in the heart with a smiling face. Dangjo sighed as he saw Baekryo speaking with a bright smile.

He also knew the general situation from hearing it many times on his way here.

Besides, hearing it directly made it clear to me what was going on.

Cheongseong's Taegibang knew that Jeong Il-sim was in Amisan and started to rob the tomb, but Ami stopped it.

I can understand both sides to some extent.

However, the problem is that since they were not on good terms to begin with, they only demand responsibility from each other.

“It’s something we can discuss formally in the meeting.”

“Haha, it can’t be helped. Is there anything more important than the honor of a monk?”

“Will the Sado League just sit still? If they learn that there is discord in Sacheon, they will rush in like a swarm, thinking, ‘This is the moment.’”

“A relationship without righteousness and trust cannot last long. If we just let it go like this, how can righteousness and trust follow? Isn’t that what Sado-ryeon wants?”

I couldn't understand at all. I made a firm impression and asked firmly.

“You can’t back down even if you die soon, that’s what I’m saying. Good. Then what do you want to do? Do you want it to end when one of you dies and disappears?”

“As I said before, I do not wish for misfortune… If you just step back from Aan, I will think about it.”

Bang! Tang Zhaoha put a thousand pounds on his foot and slammed it onto the floor.

Aan was the village with the largest flow of funds among the villages managed by Cheongseong.

Asking for this place to be handed over was no different from saying we should start a war.

“How on earth did it come to this?”

Baekryo felt bitter inside at his words that came out as a sigh.

It's not that I don't know what Sacheon means to him.

It's already spilt milk. Peace is something that can be achieved only when there are no complaints between each other.

The situation was different for the wealthy Tang clan and Cheongseong clans.

“If you really want to mediate…….”

Baekryosae slowly closed his eyes and cried out.

Dangjo turned his head sharply and stared at her.

Then the mouth opens again.

“Haewoo Pavilion in Chengdu. Look for Mr. Ma there. He might know the answer.”

“Ma…teacher?”

“This is all I can say. Please take a look. Amitabha.”

Baekryo clasped his hands together and stood up from his seat.

Mr. Ma.

The next destination for the Tang Dynasty has been decided.

*Central Plains Guizhou Bulmunchon

Late at night, in a shabby wooden house, Hyul-ra sat on the table and looked at the map of Central Plains spread out before him.

Then, swish, swish. Draw intersection lines with the brush.

After looking at it like this for three years, there are dozens of places that have been erased, and there are many dark marks.

It was a trace of the time spent wandering around in search of the Heavenly Spring.

“I think this is about it.”

A sinister, eerie giggle can be heard coming from the doorway.

Hyulra put down his brush and folded the map without even looking at it.

As the clouds moved away for a moment, moonlight streamed in and revealed the boy leaning against the wall.

This is Daecheonsal Guyangryong.

“If you have anything to say, let’s say it tomorrow. I’m tired.”

“So. Why do you do something tiring?”

“……That sound again?”

A tired tone came out of Hyulra's mouth. It seemed like this wasn't the first or second time he had said this.

“Think carefully. The sect we knew is gone now. There is no way back to Cheonsan. The leader has disappeared, and the person you are looking for so desperately… is dead. Hehe.”

Only when Gu Yang-ryong burst out in sarcasm did Hyeol-ra glare at him.

“I told you not to speak carelessly. And you are the leader of the Supreme Sect.”

“Whatever, whatever. Anyway, even if the person you’re looking for becomes a cult leader, wouldn’t it be meaningful if he’s still alive?”

“The lord is alive.”

“Kik. Does that make you feel better after I comfort you like that? I guess I’ll get revenge. Okay? You and me, and the kids here, that should be enough. What do you think? It’s fun, right?”

“Gu Yang-ryong. Your life may be just a waste of time looking for fun, but I am different. I will seek my lord, and I will only act according to his will.”

“What do you believe in? Hehe.”

“Everyone needs someone to be loyal to. Whether it be a god, an emperor, or your petty amusement. I am loyal to my master. Distrust is not my lot.”

Even if that was Yang Jagak, the son of the leader? Gu Yang-ryong turned around, hiding his true feelings behind a smile.

It's been five years since he left for Jungwon. In that time, many things have changed for him.

It is not something that can be defined.

At first, it was just a way to kill time, but later, people like Hyul-ra became curious about why they were looking for Ma-cheon-so so much.

He also had something to ask Ma Cheon-so.

What is his real identity? Why did Mo Yong Hui call him Yang Zi Jia?

Now, after so many years, he has become a part of the Buddhist community.

I really like this place where everyone has their own strength but no authority.

The self-willed Masadangpae too.

A troublesome assassin.

Lee Ho-do, who is tending to a tomb.

Even a bloodthirsty child who pretends to be an adult.

Not all was bad.

“……It’s not fun.”

But now it was the limit.

Goo Yang-ryong, who came out, frowned unusually.

Shh, shh!

On the outskirts of Bulmunchon, a sharp tone is heard from a place hidden by bushes.

Even just listening, you could tell that someone was practicing and that their level was extraordinary.

As I approached and looked through the bushes, I saw Yal-Tak with his long arms outstretched and performing dazzling magic tricks.

Although the posture is ridiculous like a monkey, the momentum is extraordinary.

As I swing my sword around while hanging from the tree, a sharp blade wind cuts through the air.

At this point, we should consider that we have already surpassed the barrier of extreme extremes.

Considering his age, this is truly a tremendous talent.

Well, where would the bloodline of the Yalul family go? If more time passes like this, he will surely become a Taoist monk whose name will be known throughout the world.

Gu Yang-ryong was inwardly filled with admiration.

It was clear until our eyes met.

“Ukkiaaaak!”

Kwadang! As soon as his eyes met with Gu Yang-ryong's, Yal-tak let out a scream and fell to the ground.

"idiot."

“Ha, haha… When did you come?”

“When you were hanging from the tree?”

“I’ve never done that before.”

“I heard you were training with a sword.”

“Well, I don’t know.”

“Should I kill you?”

“Haryeong’s father!”

“Kick kick.”

Yul-tak runs out in fear. I don't know the English, but he hides himself and learns monkey magic, and he hides it again.

Everyone in Bulmunchon knows this, but the atmosphere is one of acceptance, thinking, “It must be so.”

“Why is he doing that again?”

While Guyangryong was laughing, Dan Yehwa, who was nearby, approached him with her characteristic coldness.