Return of Mount Hua Sect

Oh my God, the volcano is going down. (4)

"Where are you coming from?"

“Let’s take a look.”

"……caliber?"

Unam looked at Cheongmyeong with questionable eyes.

However, Cheongmyeong crossed her legs and turned her head to look at the sky as if Unam didn't care what she looked at.

'Was this child originally like this?'

Obviously, until he first entered prose, he seemed like a very polite and polite child, but now the atmosphere has changed drastically.

What would you say?

Should I say that I am full of bad energy?

'I have to.'

Judging from his behavior, he seems to have lived as a beggar for quite some time, but it was unreasonable to expect innocence from a beggar child in this harsh world.

"Have you eaten?"

"Because I'm not hungry."

This was sincere.

Looking at the crater of the volcano, it feels like hunger and all the bad feelings are disappearing. How can you overcome the emptiness that you couldn't overcome when you were a master, now that you have not even received a master's name? damn it

"Then let me follow you for a while."

"Yes?"

"Jang Moon-in wants to see you."

"Ah yes."

Qingming nodded his head.

If he has to go through it anyway, it's better for him to go through it at least a day sooner.

As soon as the door opened, an old man who sat quietly in his sight came in. Qingming looked at him with a slightly trembling feeling.

'Certainly it deserves to be called a Jangmunin, though.'

A feeling of pure pottery.

The pottery alone is enough to convince us that this person has been devoted to the Tao family all his life.

But… … .

'I don't feel like I have enough courage to even say anything.'

He was not lacking enough to be the long gate of a conduit, but he could not think of it as the long gate of the Mufa called Volcano. just pure

"Greetings."

“……”

Qingming sighed in secret.

'Is there no place in the world to be so unhappy?'

Perhaps, considering his age, when Qingming was drinking alcohol in the corner of the volcano, avoiding the eyes of the executioner Jangmun, this man named Jangmunin must have been a toddler. By the time he died, he would have only known how to hold a sword.

But now, Cheongmyung is in a position to say hello again.

'If you're sad, you shouldn't have been reborn.'

What would you do? get sick or die

Qingming bowed politely. Seeing the scene, Hyeonjong of Hwasan Jangmun smiled softly.

"It's called Qingming."

“This Tao is called Hyeonjong.”

It was a simple courtesy.

Hyeonjong opened his mouth when Qingming sat down.

"The guests have come, but there is nothing to be treated. I hope you understand the current situation here."

"Ah yes."

“……”

Hyungwon's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Usually when you say something like this, the answer you get back is,

'Don't worry.'

or

'How could an uninvited guest wish for such a thing?'

should be to the extent

But this guy said,

'I didn't expect anything like that, so don't worry about it.'

He said that with his eyes and gestures.

He said, "He said he had some funny things in Okcheonwon."

"Yes?"

"Did you sell it?"

Qingming tilted his head.

"What are you talking about?"

It's an attitude that I don't really know what you're talking about. Hyeonjong narrowed his eyes and looked at the complexion of Cheongmyeong, but there was no lie to be found on that face.

'You really don't know?'

A child can never be so good at lying.

While Hyeonjong was contemplating, Cheongmyeong was smiling inside.

'There's no point in looking at it that way. Hey.'

who is cheongmyeong

He is a seed who naturally deceived even against Heungmun, who was said to have climbed into the Cheonan Tong. Executioner Jang Moon always doubted Qingming, but in the end, he could not find the alcohol and hiding place that Qingming had hidden in his man.

Seeing Cheongmyeong calmly defrauding even when being questioned, I have a heart but no physical evidence, so let's get beaten up... … . No, not this, anyway!

Even such a hearing could not detect the lies of Cheong-myeong, but Hyeon-jong could not recognize the lies by looking at the expressions and gestures of Cheong-myeong.

"Didn't he say that?"

"I don't remember very well. The only thing I could do was to lose consciousness because I was so tired..."

"Ummm."

The logic is perfect. Leading his young body up this rugged volcano, his body must have reached its limit. So it is not strange that he loses consciousness and falls.

but… … .

"If you're that tired, why don't you talk?"

"It is said that the priority is to offer an ancestry to the Sangje after entering the gate..."

Hyeonjong looked back at Unam with his curious eyes.

Unam was piercing.

Hyeonjong's eyes were like,

'You said a child came up here alone, did you dare drag a child who was dying of exhaustion over there to bow down? Hey?'

was saying

Of course, for Unam, it was going to be crazy and jumpy.

'No, I was fine!'

Clearly, he looked like a fresh fish until he entered the prose gate. But he fell from exhaustion! Is there such a thing as going crazy like this?

Unam looked at Cheongmyeong with absurd eyes, but Cheongmyeong only smoked with an innocent face as if she knew nothing.

"Hmmmm."

Hyunjong nodded his head.

"It is possible. I'm sorry for not paying attention."

"no."

"Yeah. Then another question arises."

"Yes?"

“Why did you have to climb this steep mountain and come all the way here?”

“……”

"Don't say that you've just been there. Volcanoes aren't something you can climb for experience. Besides, climbing this mountain with such a young body would not have been normal."

Qingming raised his head and looked at Hyeonjong. It was a sharp question. However, the answer to this question has already been prepared.

"Jang Moon-in."

"I'm listening."

"I want to enter a volcano."

Hyungwon's eyes narrowed.

"introduction?"

"Yes."

Hyeonjong quietly made eye contact with Cheongmyeong. I couldn't read any other intentions from those innocent and innocent eyes.

"Does that mean you admit that you climbed the volcano on purpose?"

"That's right."

"Hmm."

Hyunjong nodded his head.

If Cheong-myeong had stopped by by chance and insisted, Hyeon-jong would not have believed him. Volcanoes are not just places to visit.

"It's an introduction to a volcano. So, does that mean you know what a volcano is?"

"Yes."

Hyungwon's eyes narrowed again.

"It's an intro."

Qingming moistened his lips slightly.

'The logic is perfect.'

You can use Chongjin (靑津).

His priest, Chongjin, disappeared while being pursued by demonic gangs before they prepared for the final battle. A horse is missing, but dying in war is not disappearance, but death.

'Cheongjin fell off the cliff, and the woodcutter found Cheonggong and healed him... … . However, the injury was so deep that he could not get up after robbing him of his seat, but in gratitude to the woodcutter, he passed on the martial arts of Hwasan and made him a disciple.'

And Qingming is the descendant of the woodcutter!

'Big.'

It's an amazing script.

The best thing about this script is that Chong-myung can control her allocation.

If the woodcutter who saved Cheong-Jin is his father, Cheong-Myeong doubles as a Myeong-Jin. It is embarrassing to say that a man who was a young man a hundred years ago is called a father, so he becomes a wise man even if he lowers a division and writes a screenplay as his grandfather.

In other words, it will be distributed among the long writers and the same class.

If this happens, no matter how much you push the allocation, you will receive a higher allocation than if you entered as a raw freshman.

'Even so, I can't get the same share as the young blue-eyed guys.'

It is impossible to find the original distribution, but at least it should be given preferential treatment. Just having to bow my head and treat them with respect from now on is heartbreaking.

'Now, ask the reason.'

Then let me unravel the script I wrote. In the meantime, if you unravel Chongjin's self-defense martial arts a little, it'll be a breeze... … .

"I'll allow it."

"Yes. Of course permission... Yes?"

Cheongmyeong widened his eyes and looked at Hyeonjong.

Contrary to his expectations, Hyeonjong nodded his head with a calm face.

"If you want to be introductory, you should do that."

"……Yes?"

no. Wait a minute.

It doesn't matter what neighborhood kids go to here, what makes it so easy to get started?

If a child who has never seen a face comes and wants to enter, it is normal to have doubts at first!

"Come on, longsword man!"

Unam said in amazement that he was thinking the same thing.

"Didn't you say you don't accept introductory courses?"

Yes! You can't get it so easily!

"I have changed my mind."

Hyunjong replied with a light smile.

"Come to think of it, we are not in a position to cover up the initiation. Moreover, we cannot just let the child who came to know about the volcano just go away."

"Ha, but..."

"Unam-ah."

"Yeah, long-timer."

"Relationships go round and round. Whatever the meaning of this child, he knows the name of the volcano and came to enter the volcano. Birds on their eaves to avoid the rain do not chase, and they give food to animals that visit their burrows in winter. It's the law. Are we going to kick out even those who came into our arms because we had something to cherish?"

It was a statement that felt like a sage. Had someone else heard it, he might have been impressed. However, Qingming was a human about 30,000 li away from Seongi or Pottery. As soon as I heard those words, chicken meat grew all over my body.

'What kind of relationship is that? If someone you don't know comes to visit you, you have to be suspicious!'

How did this person become a long writer? No, he must have become a long writer because he was such a person. Because being a Jangmun-in is such a place.

"Oh no, I..."

Qingming set out to fix it.

“Before that, I lived…”

"It's fine."

Hyunjong shook his head.

"It doesn't matter what kind of life you lived before you climbed the mountain. Whether you lived a sinner's life or an adult's life, that's just a worldly thing. The moment you climb a volcano and return to the volcano, your past will disappear. "

Of course it is. But this shouldn't be the case... … .

"Oh, no..."

"It's okay, but you do that."

men and horses! I'm not okay! Listen to people! speak up!

Hyunjong smiled brightly.

"Unam-ah."

"Yeah, long-timer."

“Give this child a place to live and prepare for the inauguration.”

"Yes. I will prepare."

“Did you say your name is Cheongmyung?”

Qingming nodded his head unconsciously.

"It's a good name. It's a very good name. The name of the child who will become a celadon boat is Cheongmyeong. Heh heh. This must be a relationship, too. You don't have to choose a separate name for it. You don't know, but your name is a very meaningful name in Hwasan. "

Hyungwon's eyes darkened.

“Would you like to become someone worthy of that name?”

When the situation had come to this point, there was nothing more to say about Qingming.

"……Yes."

"Go see it."

Qingming stood up from his seat with a bewildered look on his face. Unam also took him outside with a sullen face.

"Come this way."

“……”

A wide volcanic landscape caught my eye in the eyes of Cheong-Myeong who trudged out and came out.

'I did the intro.'

introductory.

At that moment, Unam spoke solemnly in a slightly lower voice than before.

"You haven't held the induction ceremony yet, but from this moment on, you are a disciple of Huashan. You will become a celadon vessel, and you will become the youngest of the three great disciples of Huashan."

"……youngest."

Qingming's face trembled.

youngest?

I?

This plum swordsman Qingming is the youngest of the volcanoes?

"Heh heh heh heh heh."

Seeing Cheongmyeong smiling, Unam smiled happily.

"Looks good."

"Yes. It's so good. Heh heh heh heh heh."

But why do I keep crying?

… … damn it

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