Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 19

Is it because of me that the volcano was smashed? (3)

"Once the two have been rescued."

Cheongmyung, who was looking down from above the eaves, lay flat on the spot. A rice ball was placed next to him.

'Big. I have never been so merciful.'

If he enters the restaurant now, the executioners will not even be able to eat properly because they will notice. At the very least, the rice should be easy to eat. Isn't that what humans do?

Qingming patted his stomach and sighed.

'It started out louder than I thought.'

Originally, I was going to die for a while and take a look. But they didn't just pluck the sleeping tiger's nose hair, they shove a fire stick into their mouth.

So what can't you do? Because there are things in the world that can be tolerated and things that cannot be tolerated.

“The past is unavoidable.”

Fortunately, luck is a person who can speak. When I poked it, he understood it perfectly and pushed the cheongmyeong. Thanks, it turned out to be easier than I thought.

Of course, we have prepared all the countermeasures for when the luck sword goes in a different direction, but it's true that it's a bit annoying.

'You're smarter than I thought.'

Clever.

"...tweet?"

Clearly, the Unsword is an affair for Qingming. But it's also his trait. It is disrespectful to use the word "intelligent" for Sasukjo, but isn't it a compliment to use the word "intelligent" for Jeungsajil?

"No. It's complicated."

It seemed like it would take some more time to sort things out. It seems that his position within the volcano has not yet been clearly defined.

by the way… … .

"Those two are definitely smart."

Cheong-myeong's eyes turned to Yoon-jong and Jo-geol as they entered the restaurant.

When there are so many people, there will always be those who stand out among them. In Qingming's eyes, these two people could be the core of the three great disciples.

"I'm well-thought-out."

Isn't it pretty unique? Normally, if you roll this much, you will die. The sound should not stop in your mouth, but you have the will, not the level without complaints? This is something that can only be admired as a Cheongmyeong.

especially jog.

It was a great thing for the person who was beaten to look at the situation calmly and excluding grudges. Even in the midst of that, the part where he is convinced that he can become stronger if he follows Cheongmyeong is amazing. If there is any money left, I would like to leave it to you.

"If you raise it well, it will be useful."

Cheongmyung grinned and bit the rice ball.

Those guys are them too, but more important than that is clarity.

'First of all, make a body.'

The foundation was laid roughly. There is still a long way to go, but it can be said that the most dangerous section has been passed. So now you have to learn martial arts in earnest.

So, what do you need most at this point?

It's the perfect body.

Having returned as a young body with so much knowledge, could you not become stronger through meditation or a nonsword?

you're welcome.

"Ignorance is an honest law."

Theory is the theory, and the reality is the reality. No matter how high a knowledge of martial arts is, if it cannot be embodied, it will not be able to exert its full power.

You can't do inner air training and embodied with your head. You must sweat through your body to get used to it.

For that, what is needed above all else is strength.

The volcanic sword is swift and flashy?

In other words, it is a volcano sword that requires you to swing the sword loaded with strength in one hundred arms with only your wrist. The sword is flashy, the body is not.

In order to make a beautiful and colorful plum blossom, you must have strong roots. The root of muhak is the body.

'You can't just see what you want to see.'

The people are drawn to the gorgeous sword of the volcano. But thanks to that, he doesn't see the fact that the person who produces those gorgeous plums is wielding a sword to kill them.

- Oh god damn sword! What's so complicated? Can't I just stab him to death?

- Why do you have to twist three times to stab straight ahead? I'm going to break my wrist!

The legs of a swan swimming leisurely on the water are desperately pounding. If the flashy sword of the volcano was the body of a swan, the body that had to wield that sword was the swan's legs.

So you have to train and train again.

Even if those children digest only a quarter of his training, about three years later, they will be born as the latter with the most powerful body in the world.

By then, Huashan might not be a clan with the world's most gorgeous swords, but might become a powerful clan that beats Shaolin's ears.

Qingming smiled and got up from his seat.

'The problem isn't the chicks, it's the older ones.'

Chicks, he'll get the hang of it soon after he's kneaded, but the problem was that he couldn't roll over the top. So I have to make myself stronger... … .

When I think of the fortune-telling sword, I sigh.

'The quality is not bad.'

By looking at the momentum emanating from the body, you can feel how hard the Unsword has been working.

It is by no means easy for a person who has not been taught a proper sword to rise to that level. If you let me learn proper swordsmanship before it's too late, it will definitely be a good swordsman.

'But how do I give this to you?'

Qingming scratched his head.

this is annoying

It would be nice if you could throw it away, but it would be a mess. I don't have the guts to go back. So, I have to pass it on naturally so that it doesn't show as much as possible. this... … .

"Okay."

Qingming scratched his head.

I don't think it's particularly bad, but since it's not a life I've been living with, it's hard to find an answer in this case.

"Shall we go back for once?"

In order to find a solution, it is first necessary to accurately understand the situation.

What exactly is the practice of martial arts. And we have to check whether the remaining muhaks are being transmitted properly.

* * *

Jo-Gul swallowed dry saliva, looking at Cheong-Myeong sitting cross-legged in front of her.

'I think I've been thinking a little bit wrong?'

getting stronger? training?

all good I like it all.

But to do that, you have to live with this guy like this.

'Can I stand this?'

The more I think about it, the stronger the feeling that something is wrong.

"therefore……."

"Yes."

"Speak out, death penalty."

"……Yes."

"So that's all?"

"Yes."

"Because you're talking nonsense."

"Yes."

Cheongmyeong frowned when she saw what Jo Gul had written.

"Is there really only this?"

"That's why... yo."

"Sorry... no, do whatever you want."

When you get used to it, you'll know what to say. That's not what's important now.

Chongmyeong grabbed her head as she looked at the paper that had not dried the ink.

“So, that’s all Muhak is in the Museogwan right now, isn’t it?”

Jo Girl nodded her head without saying a word.

"Ha, I'm going crazy."

“……”

Cheongmyung stretched out on the chair. Jo-Gal, as always, could not even guess why he was doing this.

'Why the hell is he doing this?'

Suddenly, he went to the police department and asked him to write down all the titles of the books he had written down, but when he looked at the list he had written down, he was snoring.

"Is this all?"

Then he repeats the same thing over and over like a parrot.

'No matter how you look at it, I'm not crazy.'

Sook was like that. In order to become strong, you have to give up a lot of things.

But maybe this guy threw away too much? I think we have to keep the minimum of humanity... … .

"execution."

"Yes?"

"Isn't there anything other than this? Isn't there a limit to where the death penalty can go?"

"I'm not allowed to read, but it's okay to see. That's all."

"……no."

Cheongmyeong's gaze scans the list again.

I guessed the situation to a certain extent when I heard that I was going to blow up the twenty-four plum blossom sword technique and learn a half-flavoured sword like Taeeul-mi-mi-gum. But this is too serious.

"No, what kind of placenta flies away?"

It also picked out only the important swordsmanship.

Who wouldn't be able to do this without deliberately trying to ruin a volcano?

"Then you're saying that now, the great disciples are mainly learning Taeeulmimi sword and Bokho Cheongyang sword?"

“I know that.”

"...I really want."

Cheongmyung scratched his head.

'This is more serious than I thought.'

Not with this.

Of course, it is true that people are more important than ignorance. But isn't that enough? The enemy rushes at you with a well-forged sword, and if you give him a branch to fight, he'll be beaten up before he even hand over the branch.

at least it should At least.

However, Tae-eul Mi-ri sword and Bo-ho Cheong-yang sword did not meet the minimum standards of Qing-myeong.

'If only there was a Seven-Magic Sword at all.'

The volcano wouldn't have been like this. The more you think, the hotter it gets.

Cheongmyeong was trying to calm her boiling inside, but suddenly Jo Geul opened her mouth.

"From what I hear..."

"Yes?"

I didn't even ask, but something came up.

"When the old magicians attacked, the west building was on fire."

“...is there a fire in the west building?

Why is the magician attacking the volcano? Wasn't the angel dead and disorganized?

Jo-Gal asked another question before answering.

"Do you know the plum swordsman?"

"know."

I know very well. Because no one knows me better than me. I know very well.

“As the teachers said, the plum blossom swordsman helped kill the Cheonma.”

"...do you help?"

I beheaded that bastard, what? do you work together?

Qingming's face brightened slightly. How can you disparage the achievements you have achieved at the cost of your life in this way!

"But what. I don't know."

"I don't know what, ma! Maehwa swordsman bit the head of the devil!"

"Huh? Who is it?"

"Who said that! That's all..."

uh?

Qingming's head tilted slightly to the side.

'Come on, wait.'

"It's impossible to say for sure, because everyone who climbed the mountain at that time died. So no one knows how Chunma died."

“……”

Yes. they're all dead Cheongmyeong was the last to survive and behead Chunma.

So no one saw... … . Right. no one has seen

That's right.

Qingming understood.

'No, then... … .'

For the honor of the volcano, he sacrificed his life to defeat the heavenly demon, doesn't it mean that no one recognizes it?

No, what's with all these dogs?

“Anyway, at that time, the Cheonma fell on Daesan, and the remaining demonic remnants went crazy and pushed them down to the midfield. Despite taking a lot of damage, they eventually climbed up to the volcano and set fire to everything?”

“……”

A cold sweat began to flow from his whole body.

However, Jo-Gul, unaware of such a change in clarity, continued calmly.

"Even if they say they don't know why they did that. I don't think there's any particular grudge against the volcano."

“Uh… well, that’s…”

I don't know why. I think I know.

"haha."

So, to sum up these words.

The volcano was smashed.

'Is it because of me?'

huh?

Is it because of me?