Return of Mount Hua Sect

I am still your wall. (3)

The morning sun comes in through the window.

And the chirping of birds began to tickle my ears.

Baek Cheon quietly opened his eyes.

Pushing the blanket away, he raised his upper body and looked around slightly.

It is truly a calm and peaceful morning.

For one hundred thousand, it simply could not be a peaceful morning.

'It's today.'

Baekcheon's eyes sank low as he looked out the window.

sticky.

Baek Cheon, who wore a hero gun tied to his forehead, looked at his reflection in the longing.

The black robe of the volcano and the plum blossom pattern engraved on the chest. And even the bare white hero gun on his forehead.

Once again, he realized that he was a disciple of the volcano.

And I imagined. The figure of himself wearing the uniform of the Jongnam, not the uniform of the volcano.

'Like it.'

Jin Geum-ryong's figure was superimposed on his own figure.

Even if they broke up due to some sort of accident when they were young, the two are so similar that you can tell immediately that they are brothers the moment they see each other.

Taking a low breath, he sat down on a chair and drew his sword.

And he started to polish the sword by feeding the burlap with oil.

sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute

sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute

Every time I wipe my sword, I feel like my heart is calming down a little.

perhaps.

Maybe you had a slightly different option.

It is a life of running away from home and not entering the volcano, remaining in the last man, receiving the teachings of Jin Cho-baek and following Jin Geum-ryong.

If it did, it would probably be very different from what it is today.

do you regret it?

you're welcome.

Even if there is no blood, even if we have not been together since we were born, we can be a family.

His family is no longer the Jin family. Only the volcano is his family.

Today's Bimu will be the place to check all of them.

So I sharpen my mind a little more... … .

bang!

“……”

"Sasuk, are you awake?"

“……”

Baekcheon's eyes trembled at the person who came in after kicking the door.

“The door is opened by hand, not by kicking it. How many times have I…”

"Ah, what do you say. Long writers are fast and long."

“……”

Chongmyeong and Yoonjong and Jo Geul stick their heads behind him.

“Sook, let’s go.”

"We're all set!"

Baekcheon looked at the three of them silently and then smiled.

yes, how is it it's probably good

'My family is here.'

He smiled and got up from his seat.

"Come on, you guys. Let's go!"

"Oh? You're so confident! You look so motivated to commit the scourge of beating your brother!"

Ah… … .

Let's get that bastard out.

that bastard

* * *

The crowd is actually a little quieter than before.

Of the many and many participants, only sixty and four remain now.

The spectators, who had been interested in which faction was more active in the meantime, are now slowly starting to focus on who wins.

"Aren't Namgung Sega's Namgung Dowi the most likely?"

"What are you talking about! This is the time when Panga crosses Namgungse."

"You frustrated person. It's because the five generations can't get over the old file room. It's clear that Sorim's Hyeyeon will win the title."

"You can't forget the shaman!"

If there are a thousand people, there are bound to be a thousand eyes. We saw the same dance, but each chose a different person as the winner.

“It may not be the old file room and the five generations.”

"What else is that?"

"Isn't there a volcano?"

"Ah, volcano! That's right!"

When the word ‘volcanic’ came out, the middle class began to nod their heads in unison.

If it had been before the competition started, there would have been a roar of crazy people and finger pointing. But now no one objected.

"If it's a volcanic new dragon, it's worth aiming for the championship!"

"Not only the volcanic new dragon, but also the Hwajeong Sword Hundred Thousands are tough. The sword he showed me in the last secrecy was amazing. Who could have imagined that the volcanic sword would be so beautiful and splendid?"

"I don't know! From a long time ago, the volcano has been called the plum blossom gate. It was famous for being one of the strongest among their black powerhouses."

"Then why did it fail?"

"Damn! You're so strong, what's broken?"

"Didn't you get kicked out of the old file room?"

"I don't know the details, but I know one thing."

"Yes?"

The person who was speaking smiled and continued.

"If Hwasan wins the championship this time, it wouldn't be a story without the possibility of going to the old file room again."

"Huh. So is he."

People's eyes slowly turned towards the volcano.

'The old file room is changing... … .'

From the old days, the old file room has been like a symbol representing Kangho. And although it is rare, it often happened that a sect that had lost momentum left the old file room and a new one joined the old file room.

one.

There has never been a case where a sect that was once expelled from the old file room has regained its place.

'What if that really happened?'

'This is going to be really fun.'

The middle class began to look at the volcano with strange expectations.

"Cheongmyung-ah."

"Yes?"

"Can you hear me too?"

"what?"

"The sound of people talking."

"Why?"

Qingming looked at Jo-Geul as if puzzled.

After that, Jo-Gul confirmed that there were no elders around and asked softly.

"If we win, can we really return to the old file room?"

"Yes?"

Qingming's eyes widened.

And the eyes of the other executioners turned to the two of them.

"Old file room?"

"Are we going into the old file room?"

The faces of the volcano disciples began to redden.

'It's an old file room.'

'Oh my gosh! Is it okay to wish for something like that?'

It was only three years ago that it was said that the debtors would lose the building and that the volcano would have to be taken down. But after only three years, the old file room.

I never seriously believed the words of the sages, but the fact that such a story came out in itself was nothing more than telling the changed status of the volcano. So, the disciples of the volcano had nothing to be proud of.

At the same time, Yoonjong started to add Chuimsae.

"If you think about it, there is nothing strange, isn't it?"

"Yes?"

“There are a number of conditions for going to the old file room, but above all, it is power.

He paused for a moment and swallowed dry saliva.

"It may seem unreasonable right now, but if it goes on like this, it might not be a dream to return to Gupa. If that happens, it will truly recreate the glory of the past volcanoes."

Everyone thought for a moment. And soon, the dream swelled up.

But there are people in the world who don't appreciate seeing other people happy.

"Where are you going again?"

"……Yes?"

"Old file baa ah ah ah?"

“……”

Seeing Cheong-myeong bowing her head, Jo-geol closed her eyes tightly without realizing it.

'Why again?!'

'No, why is that all of a sudden?'

'Who made a mistake, who?'

The executioners slowly turned their heads. In this case, you shouldn't make eye contact with that crazy demon.

"No, these gents don't have any money, so they're fucking beggars. Where do they go back in? Old file room? Why do we go in there. Executions have no pride?"

Qingming rolled his eyes and raised his voice.

"Oh my God, how low self-esteem can you bow your head to those who kicked the volcano for being useless? Why?

"No, I don't mean that..."

“Even if they come and kneel and beg them to come in again, they won’t go back to Gupa. They’re all fucking ignorant!”

Qingming was now overheated and almost bubbly.

"When I think of those old-fashioned bastards, I get promoted!

"Ji, calm down, Chungmyeong! I was wrong!"

Looking at Cheongmyeong, who was just before Su-je, the jogger was sweating profusely.

In fact, this is quite natural from the point of view of Cheongmyeong.

The other disciples are not very moved by the fact that Hwasan was kicked out of the old file room. It's because the volcano wasn't an old file room from the moment I started. I just think that the clan had declined and lost its qualifications.

However, Cheong-myeong, who knows what secrets are hiding in the situation where the volcano has been expelled, makes her cervical vertebrae ache just by hearing the sound of a gupa.

It is the feeling of wanting to throw plum trees down on the noodles one by one.

But what?

Are you going back to the old file room?

"I don't, I don't! I don't even give it to you! Gupa freezes to death, turn it all off, yes!"

"Okay, calm down!"

Jo-Gul and Yoon-Jong grabbed Cheong-Myeong and tried to dissuade him. However, when there was no sign of calming down, he eventually asked for help.

"Sasuk, what do you do with this guy?"

But Baekcheon frowned with a gloomy face.

"Why? There's nothing wrong with that."

"……Yes?"

and said sternly.

"You don't even have any pride? Are you going to bow your head and crawl back to where you left us? I'm the opposite.

“……”

Yoonjong and Jo Geul smiled.

Ah, that person also loses answers day by day.

But Baekcheon cut it off again in a cold tone.

"I'm not kidding."

In a very serious tone, the disciples of Huashan looked at him with slightly tensed faces.

"What we have to do is to show good grades and not be seen well by them. It is to prove that even if the volcano does not belong to the old file room, it can be a good moon file."

Qingming shook his head loudly.

"Yes, yes."

Then he stared at Baekcheon quietly and opened his mouth.

"You know what you have to do to do that, Sasuk?"

"Yeah. I know."

Baekcheon's eyes turned to the non-stage.

The moment of decisive battle was approaching. He raised his sword and stood up.

"I'll have to prove to everyone here that the volcanic sword is not inferior to the old sword."

Cheongmyung chuckled.

"Come and win."

"Sure."

After taking a short deep breath, Baekcheon walked towards the non-stage.

In front of him, the phenomenon was waiting for him with a determined face.

"Elder, I will go."

"Baekcheon-ah."

"Yes."

He said in a serious tone.

"I know it's a big game for you. But you have to show it. It's you."

"I know. Don't worry."

"Yeah. Trust me and don't wait."

Phenomenon tapped Baekcheon on the shoulder as a sign of support and encouragement.

Finally, Baekcheon nodded and headed to the non-stage.

'I have to prove it.'

Baekcheon knew the meaning of those words.

It is not a clear name Clarity cannot prove the sword of the volcano.

He's beyond genius.

If Qingming had joined any sect other than Hwasan, he would have been the first person in the world. Even if he had entered the third-rate clan of the author street, he was a talented person who would have aimed at the number one person in the world by overhauling his martial arts skills.

To such a person, what school he grew up in has no meaning.

So a hundred thousand must prove it.

That the sword of the volcano is never inferior to the sword of Gupa. No, it means that even without the appearance of old-fashioned people, they can be stronger than those who wear those facades.

Just then, a familiar face was rising from the other side of the stage.

Yes, it will prove it.

Against that Jin Geum-ryong.

widely.

Baekcheon, who was on the non-stage, raised his head and looked at the sky.

blue

The sky without a single cloud was so high that it seemed like it would be sucked in just by looking at it.

'It was like that that day.'

The day he ran out of the house and headed for the volcano.

The sky that day was so clear and clear.

It was time to prove the will he had at that time, and the path he had chosen at that time.

Baek Chen slowly lowered his head.

Jin Geum-ryong's face was so cold. The cold face and the cold life that appeared at first glance completely changed Jin Geum-ryong's impression.

It is a sad change for those who know Jin Geum-ryong of the past.

But as an inspector?

'It's like a forged sword.'

A sword that was forged so sharply that it would cut through everything just by touching it.

Jin Geum-ryong's impression was just that.

How long have you been pushing yourself to become like this?

There was no choice but to oppose them because of the different paths, but it was Baekcheon that paid homage to Jin Geum-ryong's will.

"The Hundred Thousands of Volcanoes ask Jongnam Jin Geum Ryong for a secret service."

After taking a brief ceremony, Baekcheon looked at Jin Geum-ryong with serious eyes.

Then, Jin Geum-ryong's lips curled up slightly.

"jackanapes."

slurping.

Then his sword was pulled out. It shone white and black in the sunlight.

"I admit it."

“……”

"You've become stronger. The old, foolish and full of beatings has suddenly become a swordsman."

Baek Cheon's body trembled.

A bewildered light flashed across Jin Geum-ryong's eyes.

He has never been recognized by Jin Geum-ryong in his lifetime. I've never even heard of that common compliment.

However, in this situation, Jin Geum-ryong said that he recognized Baek Cheon.

"But."

However, Jin Geum-ryong's words were not over.

He twisted the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"not there yet."

“……”

"I'll let you know today. The further you go, the further I go. The difference is that you won't be able to keep up with it forever."

And staring at the hundred thousand, he spoke coldly.

"I'm still your wall."

“……”

“And it will be your wall for the rest of your life.”

A smile formed on the corner of Baekcheon's lips.

It was a soft smile, different from Jin Geum-ryong's twisted ridicule.

"That's a bunch."

"……what?"

"I have a separate wall. There is a wall that can't even be compared to your brother's, which is huge."

“……”

"So let me know. Walls are there to jump over, after all."

"jackanapes."

No more words were needed between the two.

They just looked at each other and increased the tension.

The sound of the world is slowly disappearing.

The murmuring of the crowd, the roaring sound of the executioners cheering, and finally the sound of the wind blowing past my ears all subsided.

That moment.

"Goes!"

"Taaaah!"

Baek Cheon and Jin Geum-ryong began to rush towards each other with all their might, regardless of who came first.

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