Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 15

Bankruptcy is inevitable, you bastards! (4)

The next morning.

woo woo woo

Qingming quietly contemplated his body.

power outage.

Danjeon, which used to be small and feeble, was now in place to a certain extent. And the energy accumulated in it has grown to a size that can be clearly recognized.

woo woo woo.

Even while breathing in, the gathered energy resonated and purified his body.

A bright, clear vibe.

A transparent and clear energy that he has never seen before, even as Cheongmyeong, who has lived with his history for decades, is gathered in his danjeon. Right now, the size of the history is not large, so it will be difficult to exert great power, but if these clear energy accumulates and accumulates, it will exert greater power than any other history in the world.

"……when."

After finishing his fortune, Qingming contorted his face.

He freezes to death to unleash great power. The volcano looks doomed right now, but when are you waiting for this?

Chong-myung, who pressed down on the sudden burst of fire, began to analyze the situation.

'Let's wrap it up.'

The problem of volcanic eruptions is innumerable. If I had to pick out the problems one by one, even if I brought all the papers from the volcano, I couldn't use them all. However, the three most important issues were:

"No money, no martial arts, no talent."

Then what's wrong?

It was terrifying even when I was vaguely thinking about it, but when I put it all together, it upsets my stomach even more violently.

So what's the biggest problem with them?

'Human Resources.'

Qingming's thoughts were simple and clear.

All you have to do is earn money, and martial arts give him what he has. Of course

, 'Where did you get this muhak?'

It's not common to pass naturally without hearing the sound, but it's just a matter of process.

However, talent alone could not do anything with the power of Qingming.

It's impossible to go out and kidnap good-natured children to save the volcano. And qualities are not revealed just by looking at them.

If that's the case, the prestigious families will turn on their lights and go after the children.

'So, you have to use them first.'

Qingming clenched his fists tightly.

What will change if you blame yourself for not having a living? First of all, it is important to use what you already have.

It is clear that the qualities of the Three Great Disciples are not very good, but if there is a shortage, it is enough, and if it is broken, it can be used again.

"Of course I didn't have a disciple."

old memories come to mind

When he was old enough to receive a disciple, the death sentence of Jang Mun asked him.

- Cheong Myung-ah.

-Yes, long sentence.

-Now is the time for you to receive disciples as well. How do you think you should teach your disciples?

- What would be difficult?

-how?

-Once you lose. Even if a dog is beaten to death, it will walk on its back. Still looking like a human, wouldn't it be worse than a dog?

-… … Let's talk later.

And the executioner Jang Mun never brought up the story of his disciple to him again.

"I didn't expect to receive so many disciples at once."

The corners of Qingming's lips curled up and curled up. If anyone had seen that smile, he would have said it was an evil smile without a second thought.

* * *

"...I must be sleepy."

"Why do you say to get together from puppet dawn?"

"Metabolic. Isn't this a bit harsh?"

Yoonjong quietly closed his eyes.

'Just be quiet. These bastards.'

The rules of the volcano are rather strict, but these children have not yet completely freed themselves from their worldly times. Even if they are not a prestigious family where the dignitaries live, they are the children of families who live in abusive areas, so they all could not stand the discomfort and were not used to being patient.

So, after only half a day after applying the stick, they are complaining like this.

Yoonjong slightly raised his head and looked at his jogger. Don't know if Jo-Girl has grasped the atmosphere, but he keeps his mouth shut.

but.

It wasn't that the other guys didn't quite grasp the atmosphere either. So, despite complaining and complaining so much, I must have gathered every single one of them in the early morning hours.

Yoonjong stared at Baekmaekwan with a shaky gaze.

'Where did such a monster come from?'

good for the eyes

This is how Cheong-myeong swung the legs of a chair in a demon-like appearance, killing children over 30 in an instant.

Burr.

When I think about it, I get chills all over my body.

"...But who the hell is he?"

Those words expressed everyone's feelings.

“I counted without answering.”

"I haven't even looked at one."

“There were more than 30 people. Would it be possible for them to do that?”

I do not know.

But what is certain is that among the three great disciples, there is not even one who can imitate them.

"That's the case with the girl who started yesterday, didn't she learn martial arts elsewhere?"

"Hey, anyway. We haven't played and ate until now. Does this make sense?"

Everyone was confused about the situation they couldn't understand.

At least Yoon Jong, who is older and has lived the longest in the volcano, can't figure out what's going on right now, so what about the other children?

"Why don't we hit it again?"

“……”

I don't know who said it, but these words raised the mood.

"Is it possible?"

"It could be that we were embarrassed last night..."

"And what if it fails?"

“……”

It was a cold home. Everyone turned their heads. Jo Geul, standing in an immobile position, was talking with only her mouth open.

"If you don't want to be beaten hard, just keep your mouth shut and do what you're told."

"...the death penalty for Jo-gal."

Among the three great disciples, Jo Geul, who was said to have the best ability, was shaking.

'Crazy guys.'

what?

hit again?

You have to get hit by one shot and stick it in the ceiling, and then those words won't come out. Jo Girl was also confident in her own skills. Even though it is a volcano that has fallen short compared to before, Jo Girl is a device that can be called a genius in any faction.

After all, muhak is something that people learn. Even without sufficient teaching and good martial arts, he was confident that he could deal with any of the most prestigious students.

That confidence flew over the volcano to the vast ocean with a single fist pierced in his chin.

He's not the kind of guy who can tailor that to common sense.

"Then why did you tell me to prepare this?"

The three great disciples tilted their heads as they looked at the strange tools in front of them.

"That's right. Where do you write it?"

A long neck stick, and a large, sturdy pouch that can fit a human head. and.

"Why do you need to prepare sand piles and pebbles? Why another ring?"

"Can you tell?"

As everyone was moaning, the door swung open.

“……”

it gets boring

Mouths that had been clamoring close all at once, and everyone's eyes are focused on the door. Soon, Qingming walked out tumblingly.

But the annoyance and annoyance are still evident on his face.

'Why are you bothering me!'

'If it bothers you, don't make it a gathering!'

Chong-myung, who had stopped with me and stopped, raised his head and looked around everyone once in a while.

"Are you all gathered?"

"Yes!"

"Keep quiet. Seniors are waking up."

“……”

thump. thump.

Cheongmyung, who once shook his head to the left and right, opened his mouth sullenly.

"Anyway, we're going to live together in the future. I don't know how things will turn out, but maybe we'll end up spending the rest of our lives together."

'I will go home even if I die.'

' Descend. Descend at any cost!'

It was a remark that made even those who had decided to bury the bones in the volcano as a disciple of Jinshin after receiving the protection.

"But in my opinion, you..."

Cheongmyung chuckled.

"Too weak."

“……”

The most insulting and disgraceful word to those who learn martial arts is 'weak'. Even those who think that they should learn martial arts in moderation and return to live as merchants can't stand these words.

"Shut up."

But the problem was that there was no objection.

These are the words of a person who beat people over 30 by himself, but didn't even get hit, let alone get hit. Even if the sky is red, it cannot be denied.

"Well, I think so too. Martial arts are not everything in life. But you are people who have decided to learn martial arts at the volcano. Then you should be strong if possible, right?"

“……”

"So, starting today, you practice with me every morning. Okay?"

can it be good men and horses!

Someone raised a hand as he watched Cheong-myeong speaking shamelessly.

"Tell me."

"Do I have to do this?"

Cheong-myeong looked at the person who asked the question with wide eyes, then turned to Yoon-jong.

Yunjong, who was frozen tight, frowned and opened his mouth.

“Because not everyone was there at that time…”

"Oh, yes."

There are also those who didn't get hit.

Some did not participate in the declaration ceremony. There are people who have heard the word orally, but cannot understand the situation by that alone.

"Can anyone who doesn't want to go in?"

"But you look like a newcomer, so why do you keep talking nonsense? No matter what, you have to be polite."

He nodded as if he was right.

"Yes. A person has to be polite. In that sense, I have no intention of becoming strong and I have no intention of training. Hand!"

When there are hundreds of people, there will always be one or two people who don't care. As one or two of them raised their hands, a few who were noticing slowly raised their hands.

about ten or so.

"Okay. Okay. Because martial arts aren't everything in life. Come on, let's go inside."

"Can go?"

"then."

The faces of Yoon Jong and Jo Gul turned pale.

'You idiots. It's not 'get in', it's 'let's go in'!'

'I'm walking into hell on my own feet. Tae Sang-no. Look down on those bastards.'

The unfamiliar children smiled brightly and entered the Baekmae Pavilion. And Cheongmyeong smiled brightly and followed him in.

widely.

The door closes neatly.

“……”

No one dared to open their mouths and looked at the White House.

Contrary to expectations, there were no screams or shouts.

But.

'that… … .'

Yoon Jong looked at him carefully. The entire hall of the large white majestic pavilion is slightly swaying. It was obvious without seeing what was going on inside.

A very short time passes.

cut profit.

The door slowly opens again.

And inside, the children sprinted out with all their might, with faces as if they had seen a ghost. Then, he went back to his original position like a thunderbolt and stood in an immobile position with tight force.

"Twitter."

Cheongmyung, who came out with his head bowed, opened his mouth again.

"People who do not want to practice."

"There is not!"

“Be quiet. Your supervisors are awake.”

"There is not."

"Great."

Cheongmyeong applauds as if moved.

"This instructor really likes your aspiration to be strong. The future of Volcano is bright. So I will do everything I can to make you stronger."

“……”

"Start."

Seeing the sun rising in the distance, Yoonjong tightly closed his eyes.