Return of Mount Hua Sect

Bankruptcy is inevitable, you bastards! (2)

"Die rather than get sick! Die rather than get sick!"

The face of Cheong-myeong who returned to the Baekmae-gwan was completely rotten.

Nothing is right

The rich said that even if they fail, it will last for three years, but it seems like it was too much for a hundred years. Judging the current situation soberly, there is nothing better than the third-class clan except for the value of the name of the volcano.

'It's not that there's nothing better than that, it's the epitome of a third-rate clan.'

They have no money, their children are in poor condition, and they have their own dog shit philosophy that no one understands.

This is the third! Is there a third class?

everything else is good Yep, everything else is fine, this one!

By the way!

"Where are the twenty-four plum blossom swords sold! You bastards!"

Transmission may be wrong. It's a lot harder than you think to learn martial arts with only non-scholarships.

It is quite uncommon for a strong man to learn muhak only by bi-geup and get caught up in coining, or to regress mu-hak by going to an interpretation different from his intentions.

But muhak disappears altogether. Can this be!

No matter how much the older generation was annihilated! There is still a lot of money left and there is a lot of history.

"Turn it off!"

Qingming scratched his head.

“What the hell… where should I start getting my hands on this?”

The term “total chaos” is used in this case.

"The death penalty. Do I have to save the volcano?"

When he lifted his head and looked up at the sky, he seemed to be smiling.

- If it's black, ma'am.

"Hey!"

Cheong-myeong, who grabbed a handful of soil from the floor and threw it into the sky, headed towards the Baekmae-gwan.

"Oh, my waist."

My back hurts because I do too much Mabo.

damn it You made Mabo until the training was over just because we chatted a bit. If he were still alive in his previous life, they would have had to go back and forth from the bottom of the volcano to the top of the volcano with a single step!

Well, it's better than being too soft.

'Suddenly, I feel a little rushed.'

Cheongmyung lost his appetite.

At first, I was going to figure out how the volcano works and think about where to start to fix it, but the more I get to know the volcano, the more I get to know it, and the road ahead is churning out over nine hundred thousand miles.

Rather, it would have been much easier if Cheong-Myeong had passed on to the present age with her body and identity from the past. It's enough to just hit the head of a long writer and turn it over.

However, the current status of Cheongmyeong is the final stone of the third disciple. Also from beggars. Besides, ignorance is only a low level.

Can we change the volcano in this position?

“Whoa, whoa.”

Just thinking about it makes me sigh.

Of course, if you take your time and change it slowly, how could it be possible? The problem, however, is that Cheong-myeong is not a very laid-back person. If you keep watching what's going on here, he'll fall ill with a vase before the volcano changes.

'It's a shaman, it's Cheongseong, and it's going to be developing even at this moment.'

In general, the muhak focus on reproducing the muhak of Gaepa-josa called 'Jongsa'.

However, Qingming had a different idea.

The world will eventually evolve. No matter how many investigators say they were geniuses among geniuses, if they continue to study the achievements of geniuses, in the end, they will have no choice but to surpass the realm of geniuses.

In other words, it means that muhak will eventually develop with the passage of time.

Just because it is called Shaolin's non-music science, it does not mean that the reverse rhinoceros first created by the sixth dynasty Hui-neung is passed on as it is. Numerous successors come up with new interpretations and make up for their shortcomings, and they are developing even at this time.

Yes, progress... … .

“Other people are making progress at this time, and let alone progress, they are forgetting what they have.”

So how can you not get upset?

Qingming took a deep breath.

for now… … .

gurgling.

“……”

Qingming looked down at his ship.

"Twitter."

Maybe it's because he's been living as a beggar for a long time, so this guy's body is a long time ago and he's Bob Taryeong.

'By the way, I couldn't eat dinner.'

After all the other guys finished training, I went to eat, but Cheongmyung couldn't eat because of punishment.

In the past and now, there is nothing like fasting for bees. Because there are not many things that are more annoying than not being able to push the grain into a hungry body after training.

Cheong-myeong grabbed her hungry stomach and entered the Baekmae-gwan. First of all, I need to organize my work a bit today... … .

"Come over there."

Upon entering, Cheongmyeong raised her eyes slightly at the passionate hospitality towards her. Dozens of three great disciples were seated around the huge living room as soon as you entered.

"Hey, newbie!"

The gaze of Cheong-myeong is powerless towards them.

"Is it spherical?"

It was a guy called a girl. Seeing the pain in his face, it didn't look like he was waiting with good intentions.

Cheongmyeong took a deep breath and opened her mouth to look at Ah-geol.

"Why, ah?"

Argal's face heated up in an instant.

"This bastard is crazy! Call him the death penalty!"

"It's the death penalty..."

Cheongmyung's head points towards the ceiling. Looking at the old ceiling of an old wooden building, I felt like I was about to cry.

Ah. I am now in a position to call these small things a death sentence.

But what to do? If you're sorry, you should have come earlier.

"Yeah, yeah. Jo-gal's death penalty. So what's going on?"

"If you're new, you have to report."

"Yes?"

"Don't worry. I won't do it too badly. From the looks of it, I'm afraid that it will die if I hit it hard."

Laughter erupted from all sides. Everyone seems to like it, so it seems they have done these things many times.

Well, I understand.

That's what group life is all about. Through their own declaration ceremony, they strengthened the bond and learned to get to know each other. Almost all the guys who are giggled around now must have gone through this declaration ceremony.

'Although the quality looks a little bad.'

It's not that I'm dissatisfied with the reporting style, but the attitude of these guys is a bit annoying. People who have enemies in their own conduit giggle like a gangster.

Of course, when Qingming first entered the volcano, he was a bit frivolous, but he didn't act like these guys.

huh? Is that what the old man is saying?

whatever! I am eighty years old!

"It's a report ceremony."

Qingming nodded his head. First of all, it will be important to meet the needs of these guys and to melt.

My stomach hurts, but what can I do? This is all one of the ways to save the volcano.

"Yeah. What can I do?"

Jo Girl laughed bitterly.

"Metabolic."

"okay."

"Are you going to do it?"

metabolic type?

Qingming turned his head and saw a guy called Dae Dae-hyeong. One span bigger than the other guys, it definitely looks older.

That guy is Jangmun among the three great disciples.

"You'll figure it out."

"Yes, then."

In the head of Cheong-myeong, the order of the order was finished in an instant.

'That guy is long, but he's a jogger.'

It was the same with his previous distribution. Although the death penalty of Jang Mun had a justification as a person who was a long writer, when there was actually a problem, it was my sanity to solve it. The position of the long sentence and the actual position are not the same.

If so, roll this situation well... … .

"Take it off."

"……Yes?"

Qingming's head was bent.

What did I hear wrong?

"Take it off."

“……”

Qingming looked around. He sees the children filling the white pavilion. Everyone was looking at this side smiling as if having fun.

Cheongmyeong's gaze finally turned to Jo-Gul.

"...I think I misunderstood... No, I guess."

Cheongmyung forcibly raised the corners of his mouth.

Don't get excited.

Let's not get angry.

If you get angry with these blue things, you become the same person.

"Bur, take it off?"

"Yes."

Jo Girl laughed wickedly.

"Originally, guys, that's how we get to know each other. Come on, take it off and take it off, dance, get beaten up a bit, and your love for the executioners will grow."

The curled up corners of his lips soared up to his ears.

" "

"Yes?"

"Hey, I'm so nauseous."

Oh, the pronunciation is not right.

Cheongmyung, who relaxed his mouth muscles by coughing, struggled to open his mouth.

"That… the Unsword Sasukjo?"

"Gwanju-sama practices in the evening. So it's better not to think that Gwanju-nim will help you. Right now, we're the only ones here."

"okay."

Qingming slowly nodded his head.

"And even if there is a Gwanju-sama, it will only be safe for today. You have to live here from now on, do you think you can escape?"

Yes. I have to live here from now on.

thanks.

I was thinking a little bit wrong.

"Then you mean there are no boarding houses here?"

"This bastard keeps talking. I can't do it. Let's start after you get hit. Still, I didn't like you."

Jogeul jumped up from her seat and hurriedly approached her and grabbed Cheong Myung by the collar.

"Once you get the hang of it, you'll have respect for the death penalty. I'm not doing this because I hate you. You're using the rod of love to guide a crooked priest into the right path. Okay?"

"execution."

"What? Do you have anything left to say?"

"Tighten your neck."

"Yes?"

At that moment, Cheong-myung's fist hit Jo-Geul's lower jaw as it was.

bang!

With the sound of something exploding, Jo-Gal's body soared to the ceiling.

Kujic!

Then he breaks through the old ceiling.

darling darling.

Jo-Gul's body, whose neck has been nailed to the ceiling, shakes quietly.

Still. very quiet.

The eyes of the three great disciples who saw the scene popped out.

“……”

“……”

Chong-myung, who had a glimpse of Jo-geol, who had been embedded in the ceiling, turned and walked towards the door.

"Uh, where are you going..."

rumble!

Cheongmyung raised the latch to lock the door and turned around with a bright smile.

"As long as a person lives."

“……”

"There are times when I worry about this and that. Among them, the one that bothers people the most is about what to do first. But..."

Woodduck. Woodduck.

Cheongmyung's head bends left and right.

“Thanks to you, my thinking has become very simple. Yes, I need to organize my surroundings first.”

Cheongmyung raised his leg and stepped on the chair next to him. A wooden chair shatters. Cheongmyung grabbed the leg of the chair, the most intact among them.

“Whoa.”

And he said it as he went on and on.

“I grew up eating and growing in my own way, so do I have any courtesy towards superiors?”

With those words, hope bloomed in the eyes of the children.

superior... … .

"If you do, you will be disturbed. Never scream. A screaming cub will be doubled."

Ah… … .

We weren't superior.

Then yes.

"Let's get hit and start. Death penalty bastards!"

Qingming became a ghost and attacked the three great disciples.

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