Chapter 116 : Hocoming
What Abbot Beop Jeong held out was a heavy Vajra wrapped in old silk.
Though signs of age were evident, Sanskrit was intricately engraved on the surface, and a faint golden light was flowing out.
As I picked it up, the prayer beads, the Divine Item of the Buddhist Venerable wrapped around my wrist, trembled as if resonating.
"This is the Vajra left by the previous Buddhist Venerable before he entered Nirvana, saying, 'Pass this on when the cold snow of the North Sea washes away the bloody water of the Sanctuary.'"
My brows narrowed. The cold snow of the North Sea?
Does that an the previous Buddhist Venerable foresaw Seol Ye-rin's and my visit decades, or even a century ago?
-Kekeke, Buddhist prophecies are truly terrible.
-The Vajra contains the essence of the Buddhist Venerable's secret technique, the 'Diamond Immovable Wisdom King Divine Art'.
At the Demon Queen's words, I accepted the Vajra.
In a fleeting mont, the image of a massive Wisdom King flashed through my mind, and the Buddhist Venerable's dharma power settled in my qi center fused with demonic qi, transforming into a purer form.
"The reward is quite heavy, Abbot."
A satisfied smile hung on my lips.
It was because I was able to obtain the rare martial art called Diamond Immovable Wisdom King Divine Art by acquiring the Buddhist Venerable's Divine Item.
***
The morning at the Great Thunder Temple, where traces of battle began to be erased.
"Huuuu."
I was sitting cross-legged in the yard of the Great Thunder Temple, performing qi circulation.
I was trying out the Diamond Immovable Wisdom King Divine Art I obtained through the Vajra yesterday.
-Kekeke, your martial talent is better than I thought.
For , who had already experienced several Regressions, mastering such a chant and analyzing the flow of energy to apply it to myself was nothing.
Just then.
"Hyung-nim!"
Moyong Geum looked for .
Moyong Geum was moving busily, repairing broken carriages and packing luggage.
"You are busy from early morning."
"Hyung-nim! Young Palace Head! I ca because the preparations for departure are finished! By the way, are we returning to the Central Plains now?"
Moyong Geum shouted in an excited voice.
If rumors spread that the Moyong Clan rchant Guild used its power to save the Great Thunder Temple, the guild's status would pierce the sky.
Moreover, since they had even won the contract for distributing relief supplies to the Great Thunder Temple, Moyong Geum was grinning from ear to ear.
At Moyong Geum's question, I gazed beyond the distant mountain range and shook my head.
"There is one more place to stop by before returning to the Central Plains."
"You an the Potala Palace, right?"
Seol Ye-rin, who was sitting side by side with performing qi circulation, raised her body.
"Correct."
I unfolded the map Cheon Deung-jin had given from my bosom.
"Lady Cheon said she would show around her hotown, so we can't just leave."
My gaze turned to Cheon Deung-jin, who was standing quietly to the side.
While happy about returning to her hotown, Cheon Deung-jin seed sowhat anxious.
"Lady Cheon, are you okay?"
"I am worried that a problem might have occurred at the Potala Palace as well."
"If they are the ones who planted the Great Demon in the underground of the Great Thunder Temple, they wouldn't have left the Potala Palace alone."
There was a chance they avoided the Blood Cult's demonic hand thanks to Hyeokryeon Geuk making a move.
"First, let's go and check. I will prepare for departure to the Potala Palace."
"Right, we can just go and check."
"Yes, thank you." 1
-Kekeke, since you have already been there once, there is nothing to worry about, is there?
-Since the Young Palace Head is completely cured, the Potala Palace Lord would be happy if anything, so I don't think there will be any big problems... Ah.
'What is it?'
The Demon Queen examined Cheon Deung-jin.
Cheon Deung-jin was glancing at consistently.
-It seems there might be a different problem.
The Demon Queen looked at Cheon Deung-jin and alternately.
***
At that ti.
The majestic fortress rising above the clouds of the Western Regions, the Potala Palace.
At the highest point and on the holy dharma seat, the Potala Palace Lord, Lion King Cheon Jeok-pa, opened his heavy eyes.
Cheon Jeok-pa was a man exuding an overwhelming pressure comparable to the North Sea Ice Palace Head, Seol Baek-ho.
His copper skin, thick hair reminiscent of a lion's mane, and burning gaze proved that he was the pinnacle of the Western Region Murim.
But now, unlike usual, his gaze was shaking complexly.
"......Hyeokryeon Yeom, that guy is returning?"
Cheon Jeok-pa stared at the large golden basin placed beside him.
On the clear water, the appearance of Cheon Deung-jin's party approaching this place was being reflected.
In the center was Cheon Deung-jin, the child he had personally sent to his nesis, the North Sea Ice Palace, to save his daughter who was dying from the pain of the Fire Spirit Body in the past.
'The Third Young Master of the Demonic Cult, Hyeokryeon Yeom.'
Cheon Jeok-pa's gaze lingered on Hyeokryeon Yeom.
Because of the ill-fated relationship in the past where the First Young Master Hyeokryeon Geuk visited, planted a Jiangshi in the Fire Spirit Jade, and tried to toy with the Palace, he had tested Hyeokryeon Yeom drastically by pushing him into the underground Forbidden Area when he first arrived.
But Hyeokryeon Yeom survived ostentatiously, sorted out the soul of Fla Demon Bukgung Son, and saved Cheon Deung-jin.
Although he was wary because Yeom was a Demonic Cult mber, he could not deny that he was the benefactor who saved his daughter in the end.
The door of the Dharma Hall opened roughly, and an old monk wearing red robes barged in.
It was Ja Seong, the Disciplinary Hall Master who managed the rules of the Potala Palace.
"Palace Lord! A ssage has arrived from the Great Thunder Temple! It says the Young Palace Head of the Ice Palace conspired with the Third Young Master of the Demonic Cult to attempt to assassinate the Abbot of the Great Thunder Temple and fled after stealing the Holy Item! Furthermore, we have obtained information that they are coming to the Potala Palace!"
Cheon Jeok-pa closed his eyes quietly instead of answering.
"The Young Palace Head of the North Sea and the Third Young Master of the Demonic Cult are returning to the Potala Palace together with our Young Palace Head."
"Are you saying our Young Palace Head also committed the act together with them?!"
"Hall Master!"
"I have understood the Palace Lord's will well, but the Disciplinary Hall's will is different."
'...He lies this easily?'
There was only one reason why the Disciplinary Hall Master could shout so confidently against him, the Palace Lord.
"Let's et the Young Palace Head in person and listen to the story. You never know, do you?"
It was because the Disciplinary Hall Master knew the fact that the Young Palace Head Cheon Deung-jin was raised as a son while hiding the secret of being a woman in male disguise.
The current situation was a crisis shaking not only his daughter's life but also the foundation of the Potala Palace.
"......Ja Seong. Does the child reflected in that water really look like a traitor to your eyes?"
"There is evidence sent from the Great Thunder Temple!"
"What sort of!"
Cheon Jeok-pa slowly rose from his seat.
Overwhelming fighting spirit poured out explosively behind the back of the man called the Lion King.
"If you do not follow my will, I will divulge all the secrets the Palace Lord wishes to hide."
"...This is the only ti I will let you have your way. Keep that in mind."
Cheon Jeok-pa's gaze stared at Hyeokryeon Yeom inside the screen shimring in purple.
"That man is a guy who returned alive even when I shoved him into the underground Forbidden Area. I doubt your warrior monks can withstand that fla."
"I will take that as your consent."
***
anwhile, at the entrance of the Potala Palace.
On the rugged mountain path where eternal snow was scattering, Cheon Deung-jin grabbed my sleeve carefully.
Although she was dressed as a man, her eyes looking at contained trust for a place to rely on that could not be hidden.
"Mister...... Look over there."
At the place Cheon Deung-jin pointed to, a magnificent white fortress rising through the clouds was shimring in gold, receiving the light of the eternal snow.
"It looks like they carved a mountain rather than built a fortress. I don't think I saw this when I ca last ti."
At my muttering, Wi Ji-yeong opened her mouth wide and chid in.
"Wow... I thought the North Sea Ice Palace was fancy, but the atmosphere here is completely different. I think I would feel closer to the sky if I lived there."
However, unlike Wi Ji-yeong's bright admiration, the eyes of Baek Mu-yong standing next to her had sunk sharply.
Baek Mu-yong adjusted his grip on the sword at his waist and recited in a low voice.
"It is magnificent, but the energy in front of the fortress gate is unusual. Warrior monks are setting up a formation. That is not a posture to welco guests."
At those words, the party's gaze turned to the bottom of the fortress gate.
Hundreds of Lama monks wearing red robes were blocking the path like a fortress wall, using giant Dharma Wheels as shields.
Cheon Deung-jin's complexion turned pale, and her fingertips trembled slightly.
"......My father would not welco like that. This is definitely others acting arbitrarily."
"It seems the Palace Lord is having quite a hard ti."
I fingered the Vajra I received from the Abbot of the Great Thunder Temple in my bosom.
The prayer beads on my wrist were emitting a pleasant vibration in reaction to the energy of the Sanctuary at close range.
"Lady Cheon, it is your house, so we can't just sneak in like we are crossing soone else's gate, right? We should have a fiery Hazing Ceremony before entering." 29
"But Mister, they are my fellow disciples and brothers of the Potala Palace. Please......."
At Cheon Deung-jin's earnest gaze, I smiled fishily and tapped her shoulder.
"I know. I won't kill them. I just intend to dust them off a bit."
As I took a step forward, a resounding shout rang out from the top of the fortress wall.
"Halt!!"
It was the voice of Disciplinary Hall Master Ja Seong.
Wi Ji-yeong snorted at that fierce shout.
"Who does he think he is telling to stop?"
"Ji-yeong, I think you need to go and teach them a lesson."
Even Seol Ye-rin burst into a small chuckle at my sly retort.
I raised my head and felt the energy of the guy looking down at us from the highest place of the fortress.
'It seems the atmosphere has changed a little from before?'
Since Cheon Jeok-pa allowed this, it seed a problem had occurred at the Potala Palace as well.
Purple flas began to shimr in my qi center.
I ordered the Small Snow Squad mbers behind my back in a low voice. 30
"Wi Ji-yeong, Tae Un-seo. You protect the rchant guild people and Lady Cheon. Squad Leader Baek and Eun Bin, follow behind . Lady Seol, could you open the path refreshingly?"
Seol Ye-rin raised both hands as if responding.
"Shall I cover the Western Regions with the blizzard of the North Sea?"
"That sounds good."
Crack—
The mountain began to freeze from Seol Ye-rin's ice art,
and my body shot out as if sliding on the steep slope of the snowy mountain.
The purple Fla drawn up from my qi center wrapped around my whole body, heating up the atmosphere.
My target was the Lama monks blocking the front of the Potala Palace, Cheon Deung-jin's hotown to which she had returned.
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