Return of Mount Hua Sect

Volcano has gained a belly. (3)

"Long writer!"

"Long writer! Open your eyes."

Hyeonjong opened his eyes in surprise.

'dream?'

He immediately got up and saw the chest still in front of him. Fortunately, it wasn't a dream.

"Ooh, luck sword!"

"Yeah! Long writer!"

"Call the Ahae people. Move that chest to the long-door residence immediately!

"Yeah! Long writer!"

"No, no! I'll move it myself! Right now!"

Hyeonjong took a deep breath and calmed his excitement.

Nothing is certain yet. In order to understand the situation accurately, you need to call the re-gyeong-ju and check whether the items are genuine.

But.

'Can't it be genuine!'

If those things aren't genuine, why were they buried in the lotus rods? That too, along with such enormous wealth.

'No, no! no! Still, everything must be certain.'

Hope and anxiety intersect inside him. Has his stomach ever been so turbulent in recent decades?

"Luck Sword!"

"Yeah! Longman."

"Escort. Take things and go down the mountain first!"

"All right!"

Hyeonjong jumped up from his seat and the figure of Cheongmyeong appeared in his eyes.

"Cheongmyung!"

"Yeah. Long doorman."

"You've worked hard. We'll talk more about it later!"

"Yes."

When Cheongmyeong stepped back without saying a word, Hyeonjong hurriedly lifted the entire chest. Then, he asked Cheong-myeong one last time.

"Take your children and go to the White House."

"I will."

"then!"

After a while, King Hyeonjong opened his eyes and started descending the mountain. The sword hurriedly followed after him. The children who remained at Yeonhwabong stared blankly at the scene.

"What's going on with this?"

"……Yeah?"

In the midst of the confused children, Cheongmyeong smiled with a smile of conversion.

'For now, this should be enough.'

The wealth and supplies contained in the chest are only a fraction of what is contained in the remarks.

Why did you only give me some?

It's not a volcano, it's this clear thing... … . no that's not it!

'It is the law of pretending to eat quickly.'

He supplemented nutrition for those who were dying of hunger, and his body could not stand it if he fed him with oily meat soup. As proof of that, isn't that a situation that takes a long-time writer's breath with just that?

It's not always good to let loose a lot.

Judging by Qingming, the present volcano is not capable of handling the items in Vigo. It is unreasonable to tell a patient suffering from a serious illness to run immediately. First of all, you have to start over from the beginning.

Of course, from the point of view of Cheongmyeong, it is a step, but from their point of view, it must not be a step at all.

Then, Yoon-jong approached Cheong-myeong and said carefully.

"Priests."

"Yes?"

“The master said to go down, shouldn’t we have to go back to the Baekmae-gwan first?”

Qingming nodded his head.

"It should be."

"But, why is the priest really like that?"

"Okay. There was something like that."

Qingming waved his hand.

'You know what I'm talking about.'

Thanks to the use of innate Jingi, the condition of his body deteriorated every moment.

'I should have dragged a little less.'

It is unavoidable In the past, the sense of jinki was close to perfection, but now it has not reached that level. And his body now is different from his body in the past in many ways.

With a new body, for the first time, the sensitive aura of innate jingi is drawn out and used only in an appropriate amount? If that were possible, he would have been called a god of war, not a swordsman.

"You look like you're about to die?"

"I won't die."

"really?"

"...do you want me to die?"

Yoonjong turned his gaze slightly without answering.

uh?

shut your mouth? Did you really think you wanted to die? Is it suspicious to open this bastard's eyes?

“I’m not going to die, so don’t expect me to?”

"What kind of expectations did you expect?

Qingming clicked his tongue.

'Really, it's been a month or two without moving.'

Being a congenital guardian is not so easy to recover. Even if you live a careful lifestyle, you will have to struggle for two months to regain your original body. If not, take an elixir or take it.

"By the way, how did you just find it? It didn't seem like an ordinary thing, seeing the long writer surprised."

"If you live a good life, God will look after you. So, live a good life."

“……”

If Qingming was blessed enough, the others had already risen to the top. But no one dared to speak those words.

Cheongmyung glanced down and looked at Jangmunin running down Yeonhwabong Peak.

'If you take care of this much, you will do well.'

'Cause I'm not stupid

"Come on, let's go down."

"It should be. But... where are you going?"

"Why?"

"You don't have to go this way to go down, don't you?"

Yoonjong pointed downwards.

"Are you asking something obvious?"

"Then why are you going upstairs?"

"Ttttttttttttttt."

Cheongmyung, whose tongue seemed to be pitiful, looked at Yoonjong and said.

"execution."

"……Yes?"

"To become a master, you have to be flexible in thinking. Don't think that the way down is always one way. Taking the top and going down is one of the many ways."

'What kind of bullshit, you idiot!'

"Come on. The long writers are the long writers, and we have to do what we have to do. The last ten people today have no food. Run!"

Without a moment to confide in his dissatisfaction, Yoonjong's feet started running towards the top. And the other children were terrified and ran towards the top.

'That devilish bastard!'

'What is a ghost? I'm not going to catch that bastard!'

Seeing the children running to the lotus peak with all their power, Cheong-myeong smiled and turned her head.

"Once I gave you the first present."

What else should I prepare for next time?

The items removed from the bi-dong still have a long way to go. The wealth stored in the chest is less than one tenth of the wealth in the bi-dong.

Qingming glanced up at the sky. It seems that the death penalty Jang is looking at him with a distorted face.

"Ah. Would you like me to eat it by myself?"

Moderately. Moderately. Yes? Moderately.

"Heh heh."

Qingming smiled and followed the children upstairs.

* * *

"It's genuine."

It felt like my heart was dropping. Of course, it was an answer that had to come out, and even though it was already expected, the impact did not diminish at all.

Hyeonjong asked, unable to hide his trembling.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure. The books are genuine, and I've also secured the deeds that were lying underneath the wealth. Long doorman!"

"Heh! Heh heh!"

I know I have to say something, but no words come out. I couldn't help but make a hoarse sound as if the wind was falling.

"Uh, how could this..."

"It's done! It's done! Long doorman!"

"Heh... heh heh heh heh."

No matter how hard I try, I keep smiling.

It is said that the world does not know what will happen, but does this mean that these precious things can be discovered coincidentally?

What if it was discovered even a week late?

I hate to even think about it

'Heaven looked down upon you.'

No, it's not heavenly. It must have been that the ancestors of the volcano, who had been watching them from the frontier world, helped him.

Both are not very different.

Hyungwon closed his eyes tightly. I can't hide this passion.

"Then can you prove the contents of the ledger?"

"These are certificates issued by the government. Of course, we can prove it! We can bring back Hwaeum's business sites including Taehwaru right now."

"Good job. It's really good."

It's like a miracle.

Wasn't it a volcano that looked like it would appear on the streets in a week? However, if you have these deeds and books, you can not only protect the temples of the volcano, but also recover all of the business sites of that Hwaeum.

It really was a hit.

Jaegyeonggakju Hyeonyeong laughed.

"It's unlikely, but even if all these are fakes, the immediate crisis has been overcome. Even if the wealth in the box is not enough, it is well over 100,000 nyang. It is more than enough to pay back all the money they ask to pay it back."

"I'm glad. I'm really glad."

"With this money, we can solve the volcano's financial problems at once. And if we can confiscate their business, we won't have to worry about money in the future."

Even if you listen to it, only good sounds come out. To Hyeonjong's ears, that voice sounded like the sound of a Jeol-se-gain's jade.

"Not only that."

Phenomenon (玄商), Wu Gak-ju (武閣Principal) said with a soft smile.

"The Seven Swordsman (七梅劍) also seems to be the real thing. I will have to do a little more research, but as far as I know, there are no particular errors. there is."

"Oh oh."

"And it is also encouraging that Nakhwageom (落花劍) has come out. Although it cannot be said to be the same arduous martial arts as the Chilmae Sword, it can perfectly fill the stage before learning the Chilmae Sword. It will serve as an intermediate step to transition to the Seven Falcons."

"That's right."

"Aside from that, bamboo leaf trees, Amhyang-pyo, and Chilseongbo (七星步) seem to be genuine."

I have no mind

Hyeonjong consciously cut back his words. If you talk a lot here, you will look ugly.

“It is an indescribable benefit from the fact that Chilseongbo, which was practiced in practice, came out. Isn’t Chilseongbo a basic stepping stone for all volcanic martial arts? there will be."

"Aren't we the same?"

"Of course. Long sentence execution."

"It's a volcanic hongbok. It's a hongbok."

At that time, the phenomenon of observing the eyes of Jang Moon-in opened his mouth as if he was trying to say something, and then gently closed it.

And Hyeonjong did not miss the hint.

"Is there any problem?"

"No, no. It must be an old woman."

"What about muhak?"

"Absolutely not. This ignorance is genuine. It can be guaranteed at my own risk."

"Then I'm glad."

As Jang Mun-in nodded, Phenomen also laughed at the situation.

"Did you say that the third disciple discovered this?"

"That's right. A child named Cheongmyeong who entered the country a while ago."

"You have to give it a prize."

"Am. I should give you a prize. Thanks to that child, the volcano..."

"It's not like that. Long writer."

Jaegyeonggakju Hyunyeong cut Hyeonjong’s horse and came in.

"It's a child who has just entered the mountain. How long does it take to have a heart for a volcano?"

"……Yes."

"Even if that child didn't know the value of these books and books, there's no way he wouldn't have known the value of these treasures. ."

There were some vulgar words. It means that Hyunyoung is excited. But there was nothing wrong with that statement.

"That's right. I didn't even think of that."

"It's unique. It's unique and unique. It is a wealth that will shake the heart of even those who decide to bury the bones in the volcano. If I had seen this wealth, I would have been able to tell the long storyteller right away..."

“I will remember those words.”

"...Now, the long gatekeeper?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Jae-gyeong-gak Joo Hyun-young's face. Seeing that face, Hyunjong burst out laughing.

"That's right. It's wonderful. Yeah. Volcano got a blessing."

Hyunjong smiled happily.

Although it was the result of a coincidence, I was able to discover this chest thanks to listening to the truth. Changing my mind and bringing in a child would be the result of saving the volcano.

"Hyunyoung."

"Yeah. Long doorman."

"Is it true that this ledger must be true?"

"You may hang my neck."

"That's right. Then there are people I need to call."

Hyeonjong's eyes emanated a heavy force.

Now is the time to punish those who have repaid the blessings of the volcano.

"All those involved, please go to the volcano."

Hyeonjong, the long gate of Daehwasan, spread his shoulders.

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