Return of Mount Hua Sect

Are you from Jongnam? (5)

'Before that, the surroundings first.'

Because I can't make a thousand-story room.

Qingming shook his head. This is to make sure that when the door is opened, other organs or the like do not work.

If it was a long sentence death sentence, he might have made the signal go out when someone other than himself opened the sinus. Because he's a very careful yangban.

'I don't see anything special.'

Cheng-myeong's gaze, confirming that there was no device, was fixed at the top of the hallway.

It has a hole big enough for a child's fist to fit in. Not just one, but one at intervals of a dozen or so.

"Twitter."

Originally, there must have been a night-myeongju imprinted there. It must have been a bright hallway where night light was shining, not a dark hallway without a single ray of light as it is now.

Every time I ran out of money, I picked it up and sold it one by one. Each time that happened, this hallway would have gotten darker and darker.

What was Jang Moon-in thinking as he looked at the darkened hallway every time he entered? As the hallways darken, wouldn't you think that the future of volcanoes is also like that?

"Turn it off."

Qingming scratched his head.

“It would have been better not to look.”

heavy. heavy

I knew it. 'Cause I'm not stupid

Just because the long storytellers and great disciples did not show such an appearance, it does not mean that they could not even guess what was going on. Everyone will not be able to sleep properly by now, under the weight of the name of the volcano and the pressure that the volcano may be destroyed in their own generation.

You must have been under that kind of pressure all your life.

'Because it's unfair.'

It's not enough to do something. In fact, it is true that he was called the plum sword zone and raised the reputation of the volcano, but the events of the volcano went back to the decisions of the long writers and elders, not him.

Where is the unfairness of having to do all the work that was done together, and that all the troublesome purgatory has to be done?

Cheongmyung clicked his tongue and walked towards the door.

Do you want me to leave the complaint like this and open the door for now?

"By the way... how do you open this?"

Qingming tilted his head.

There is no handle on the door. The long dividing line in the middle only made me guess that it was a door, but without that line, it was safe to say that it was just a wall.

"And what about these lines?"

The long crack in the center is the trace of the door interlocking. Then, what do these jumbled horizontal and vertical lines mean? It looks as if someone practiced swordsmanship against the wall.

"...is the door correct?"

Cheongmyung, who placed his hand on the unknown wall or door, quietly poured energy inside. But he soon had no choice but to let go and retreat.

"crazy."

The energy can't get out. With an ordinary rock, this cannot happen. Just behind this rock is something terrifying.

'All year round.'

It should also be at least an inch thick.

"...the money is rotting."

It must have been that he had built a warehouse with that expensive old iron and surrounded it with rocks.

"This is why the long doorman didn't even dare to open it."

What is the New Year's Eve?

It is the best metal in the world that can be smelted with a sword to make the world's treasured sword, and when it is made into armor, it can make a priceless armor that cannot be penetrated by anything.

If it is the same weight, it is also a piece of treasure that is more expensive than gold. But how do you make a bi-dong with such an old-fashioned iron?

"Heh heh heh."

Depending on what you think, a long writer may look stupid. To leave this expensive metal alone.

However, Qingming could understand why Jang Mun-in couldn't touch this spit. Perennial cold iron was literally the hardest metal in the world. Cutting it out is impossible even for today's Cheongmyeong.

If it is a perennial season that is only a span thick, it can only be cut through Cheongmyeong, who used to be the plum blossom sword zone. So, if you want to cut this sting, you need to bring in the best masters in the world.

But will such a person see this treasure and walk away?

'Absolutely not.'

If a toothless volcano has a treasure, it is itself a sin to die for. The powerful will not allow the weak to justly sell their treasures. They will do anything to get the treasure.

The volcano could be wiped out if it was clumsy in bringing in outsiders.

'Jang Moon-in's choice wasn't bad. Calling in a master to solve the immediate crisis is like calling in a tiger to avoid the wolf.'

What's inside is also important, but the late spring is a treasure in itself. This amount of perennials is equivalent to a thousand gold.

"The problem is that I can't even cut this..."

Chongqing's face contorted slightly.

If it was him from the past, he could cut it off with his bare hands during the occasional late season. No matter what anyone says, he is a plum swordsman! Reaching the extreme of the sword... … .

"Okay!"

Put aside the meaningless stories of the past.

Qingming lifted his eyes and looked at the promiscuous patterns carved on the wall. This is the door, and if the death penalty Jangmun entered and went in and out, there must be a way to open it.

The level of defenselessness of the Jangmun death sentence was not higher than that. So if you just find a way... … .

"Huh? This?"

Twenty-four plum blossoms sword technique?

The pattern on the wall, no! with sword!

Some of the swords resemble the twenty-four plum blossoms sword technique. And when the clue was released, the identity of the other patterns could be recognized.

"This is a bamboo leaf. This is a plum blossom sword. And this is a six-leaf tree."

From shallow to dark patterns.

The lessons of ignorance that cannot be learned unless you are a disciple of the volcano are engraved in one place.

'This is why the long writer can't open it.'

Because the plum blossom sword results and the twenty-four plum blossom sword techniques are not handed down to the volcanoes of Tangeum. A person who knows Muhak can follow Turo, but it is impossible to create Muhak by looking at Turo.

"This depth..."

Qingming let out a sigh.

"It's a self-defense plane."

Based on the self-defense period, it is followed by a sword technique of six leaves, bamboo leaves, and twenty-four plum trees, and then unfolds the plum blossom sword sword.

That was the way to open this door.

If you spread the sword exactly along the path, it looks like the door is made to open by itself. I don't know how the hell they created such an institution.

The clue was solved.

There is only one problem left.

"...how do you spread this out?"

If it's the past blueprints, there shouldn't be any problem. No, even the elders who were not Qingming would have been able to open the door without too much trouble. However, the current Qingmyeong was nothing more than a child who did not even properly learn the sword technique of twenty-four plum blossoms.

The form of the sword can be followed. However, it was impossible for him to put his strength in this sword and unfold it at once.

"Whoa."

Qingming took a deep breath.

'What's wrong with that!'

If not, make it happen. There is nothing in the world without a way. It's just difficult.

Cheongmyung sharpened his teeth and put his hands on the danjeon.

"...I really don't want to."

I don't know if I had put the enemy of life and death in front of me. I don't want to overdo it with this. But no matter how much I thought about it, this was the only way.

“I think I’ll be recuperating for about a month.”

Qingming goes on and on. Then, he used his inner strength to tap the Seoncheonjingi, which is located in the deepest part of the danjeon.

Congenital Jingi.

The power that every human being has since birth.

It is a force different from strength.

Even if you lose all your stamina, people don't die. It just suffers from a great sense of helplessness, but it doesn't interfere with life. This is because, in the first place, internal force is a force created artificially by humans.

However, innate development is different.

Humans who have lost their innate ingenuity can no longer sustain life. In other words, it can be said that innate growth is the vital force that sustains human life.

Those who have reached the level of ignorance can use the innate spirit as if it were their own strength. However, the innate spirit is the power to sustain life. If you use it, you must be prepared for the price.

Excessive consumption will result in death.

Even if you consume it properly, your energy will be greatly damaged and you will not be able to lead a normal life for several months.

'I'm really going to use it a little. Just a little.'

Isn't it meaningless only when Cheongmyeong dies to save the volcano? Now, Qingming was perhaps a more important figure than the whole of the volcano.

tock tock.

Stimulate the innate genitalia very carefully. It shouldn't come out too much. Just enough to use! Just enough to use!

The innate spirit that was stimulated began to rage. Seoncheonjingi raised up and pushed into the danjeon.

'It's a little more than I thought.'

Qingming blew away all the distractions and grabbed the sword.

Is it possible?

It should be possible!

It creates a magnificent power by mixing the natural power and the internal power, and returns the internal power to the whole body according to the operation method of the self-descent machine. The history that began to flow in an unfamiliar path shook my whole body.

"Bye!"

A scream comes out from his lips.

A terrible pain ensued, but Cheong-myeong's eyes lit up.

'Only once! You have to do it all at once.'

There is a purplish black color on his fingertips.

I didn't learn martial arts normally. It was nothing more than a clumsy reproduction of the martial arts and tauros that the head remembered with an unfamiliar body.

So not twice.

Cheongmyung's hand glides through the air like a beam of light.

A purple trail pierced the wall.

sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute! sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute!

The sound of scratching the wall resonates with a still blood. It's a flaw that has to be unfolded at once, but it's too slow thanks to the limitations of the body and strength.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!"

It hurts as if the power supply is torn.

But Qingming did not stop and waved his hand. As the excessive movements continued, the muscles felt like they were going to break, and the face felt like it was going to explode.

'I am the plum blossom zone!'

If you don't have the ability, you fill it up with your ogi.

After biting the tongue and grabbing the consciousness about to fly away, Qingming finally unraveled all the ways.

stand tall.

His hand stops in the air.

'Are you okay?'

My legs were shaking and my chest was about to explode, but I couldn't afford to pay attention to my body right now. If it doesn't open even after that, it's a real defeat.

It was then.

Cyrillic!

I thought I could hear a strange squeaking sound, and then I cringed! There was the sound of something opening.

Then the huge door moves forward about half an inch.

"Ah!"

Opened!

I thought that the door would open on its own by moving the engine, but it seems that only the lock has been released.

But it's somewhere. Now in me... … .

"Wow hey hey hey!"

Suddenly, Qingming grabbed her stomach and bent over.

Blood gushed out of his mouth like a snail. Blood pours out of his throat with a force that cannot be swallowed back.

"Tsut."

Qingming wiped his lips with his sleeve.

It seems that the body was seriously injured because of the use of a more-than-imagined Seoncheonji.

If this is the case, you will have to go to Jeongyang wearing the inner wound for at least two months.

"Ha... it's very difficult to save the volcanic wave."

Cheongmyung, who spit out the blood in his mouth, kicked his tongue and pushed the door of the disgrace with all his might.

Quick profit!

The door to the chaos, which had been closed for a long time, opened wide left and right.

"Now, shall we check what the executioner Jangmun was hiding?"

With a meaningful smile, Cheong-myeong moved into the bi-dong.

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