Chapter: 1511
Those who managed their emotions better than anyone else were the monks.
However, the monks of Shaolin Temple were wailing loudly like no other. Anyone could tell how serious the situation was.
�Bo-kyeong!�
Just then, a young warrior appeared through the crowd.
He was Namgung Wol.
His gaze swept over to Bo-kyeong�s body, which lay limp in Monk Un-hae�s arms.
His pupils shook uncontrollably.
This was a man whom Namgung thought was untouchable given his position in the sect.��
Seong-un was assassinated on the day he had a drink with Bo-kyeong, so he intentionally distanced himself from him and even confronted Seongam. But even then, there was never a single moment when he resented Bo-kyeong.
He just thought that if they had a drink once this situation was over, they would be able to become friends with each other again like before. But now, all of his hopes have turned to ashes.�
Namgung Wol vowed to himself that he would avenge Bo-kyeong.
�Amitabha! The greatest and compassionate Buddha! How could you put your disciple through such an ordeal? Is this also your will?�
Monk Un-hae�s bitter monologue echoed in the area.�
The people, who sensed the unusual atmosphere, kept their mouths shut.
Monk Un-hae�s monologue continued,
�Buddha inside the temple.1 But Buddha does not only reside in temples. I�ve lived my life without knowing that until now.�
These were the words written in the letter sent by the Venerable Master of Heaven and Earth to him before he died.
It was a message that troubled him, causing him to lose sleep at night.�
But now he was starting to understand why the Venerable Master of Heaven and Earth had sent him such a letter.
Monk Un-hae stood up, holding Bo-kyeong�s body, and said to those who were around him,
�The Shaolin Temple will no longer stand by. We will make sure to find the person who has killed one of our monks and make him pay the price he deserves.�
These were the words of a Shaolin Temple elder.
It was an official statement made in front of many people, so there was no mistaking what it meant.�
�The Shaolin Temple is announcing that it will participate in this fight.�
�Oh my god! The Shaolin Temple is getting involved.�
The people present sensed that the situation was bigger than they thought.
Bo-kyeong�s death had angered the Shaolin, the sleeping giant.
Given Seong-un and Bo-kyeong�s deaths, the Shaolin Temple now had enough justification to intervene.
The problem is, there was no telling how far the situation would go due to the Shaolin�s participation in the war.
The already chaotic situation was about to get even more foggy. JrNovels.com
However, the monks of Shaolin Temple were wailing loudly like no other. Anyone could tell how serious the situation was.
�Bo-kyeong!�
Just then, a young warrior appeared through the crowd.
He was Namgung Wol.
His gaze swept over to Bo-kyeong�s body, which lay limp in Monk Un-hae�s arms.
His pupils shook uncontrollably.
This was a man whom Namgung thought was untouchable given his position in the sect.��
Seong-un was assassinated on the day he had a drink with Bo-kyeong, so he intentionally distanced himself from him and even confronted Seongam. But even then, there was never a single moment when he resented Bo-kyeong.
He just thought that if they had a drink once this situation was over, they would be able to become friends with each other again like before. But now, all of his hopes have turned to ashes.�
Namgung Wol vowed to himself that he would avenge Bo-kyeong.
�Amitabha! The greatest and compassionate Buddha! How could you put your disciple through such an ordeal? Is this also your will?�
Monk Un-hae�s bitter monologue echoed in the area.�
The people, who sensed the unusual atmosphere, kept their mouths shut.
Monk Un-hae�s monologue continued,
�Buddha inside the temple.1 But Buddha does not only reside in temples. I�ve lived my life without knowing that until now.�
These were the words written in the letter sent by the Venerable Master of Heaven and Earth to him before he died.
It was a message that troubled him, causing him to lose sleep at night.�
But now he was starting to understand why the Venerable Master of Heaven and Earth had sent him such a letter.
Monk Un-hae stood up, holding Bo-kyeong�s body, and said to those who were around him,
�The Shaolin Temple will no longer stand by. We will make sure to find the person who has killed one of our monks and make him pay the price he deserves.�
These were the words of a Shaolin Temple elder.
It was an official statement made in front of many people, so there was no mistaking what it meant.�
�The Shaolin Temple is announcing that it will participate in this fight.�
�Oh my god! The Shaolin Temple is getting involved.�
The people present sensed that the situation was bigger than they thought.
Bo-kyeong�s death had angered the Shaolin, the sleeping giant.
Given Seong-un and Bo-kyeong�s deaths, the Shaolin Temple now had enough justification to intervene.
The problem is, there was no telling how far the situation would go due to the Shaolin�s participation in the war.
The already chaotic situation was about to get even more foggy. JrNovels.com
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