Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 334

A volcano goes the way of a volcano. (5)

A horse without feet travels a thousand miles.

Rumor has it that it cannot be stopped by human power. Rumors that the world-famous dance competition ended with Shaolin's victory quickly spread throughout the world.

Everyone who heard it for the first time nodded their heads.

"After all, it's Shaolin! I knew it."

However, everyone who heard the situation that followed had no choice but to tilt their heads.

"Huh? Winning is like a volcano? What does that mean?"

And when they finally heard all the circumstances, they all opened their mouths wide and were astonished.

"What? Kicked the championship with my feet?"

It was an unbelievable story.

“Oh my God, that Shaolin has been completely humiliated.”

“What the hell is a volcanic god dragon capable of doing such a thing?”

"Heh, Shaolin... Shaolin..."

People love rumors.

What I particularly like is someone's scandal, or the kind of people with high-spirited faces being humiliated.

Rumors that Shaolin, who had been guarding the top of the mountain for hundreds of years, had been humiliated, was spreading across the world at a rate completely different from the rumors that had been spreading.

In the process, naturally, the name of the volcano was talked about countless times.

"By the way, it's a volcano. Doesn't that mean that the volcano reached the finals anyway?"

"Not only that. Not only the final, but also the one that achieved the best results in this competition is the volcano. If only in terms of the latter index, there is no other school that can outperform the volcano, right?"

"Heh heh. This is the first time I've heard the name Hwasan, but it was such a strong clan."

"In the past, Hwasan was the old file room. Haenam replaced it. Anyway, as the volcano is regaining its former status, interesting things will happen in the future."

"Wait! Hang on! I can't be the only one who knows about this! I'll have to tell you about this soon!"

"Uh-huh! Running like that hurts. This guy, huh!"

Those who heard the rumors rushed to share the news they had heard. Thanks to this, the rumors about the volcano spread all over the world.

And the volcanic wave, the protagonist of this rumor, leaves the uncomfortable Shaolin and departs for Shaanxi as soon as possible... … .

* * *

"I should have..."

At the sight unfolding before his eyes, the beard of the phenomenon trembled.

'Is this okay?'

Of course, it's not a bad sight.

It's not like he won the championship, but it's not a normal thing to be runner-up in the Cheonhabi Dance Competition. Did you dare expect such a result when you first participated in this competition?

Besides, being the runner-up was practically spitting out sugar that was almost swallowed up. Perhaps it could be said that the runner-up is more valuable than the championship.

so… … .

'Those meats and foods can understand.'

Hyun-young cares for her students.

His tone is a bit sharp, but no one in the volcano doubts that he truly cares for his students. So he must have wanted to feed his troubled disciples something delicious.

Of course, up to that point, I understand. But… … .

"I... a long-distance man."

"Uh?"

Hyeonjong, who was next to him, slowly turned his head. Phenomenon said in a calm voice.

“Of course… I think we can have as many celebrations as there are banquets.”

"Yes."

“And I don’t think food is essential to a banquet.”

"But why?"

"By the way……."

Phenomenon opened his mouth with a trembling voice.

"By the way, isn't this Shaolin? Are you really okay with this?"

The eyes of the phenomenon are visible.

Even the disciples who devour meat can understand. In the meantime, I've been feeding meat somehow, but there was a limit to hiding meat.

If you leave anyway, you will never come back to Shaolin, so you can only eat meat. but… … .

A bonfire outside the hall and a whole pig on top.

'… … Isn't this too far-fetched?'

Just eating meat in a temple makes it feel like you're out of the way of a human being, but it's a whole guinea pig. This goes beyond politeness to non-Japanese people, and I feel like I have crossed the line that should not be crossed as a swordsman… … .

'No, what is it? Let's say that even there.'

After all, meat is meat. It's pre-baked, but what's the difference between grilling it and eating it here?

the problem is?

"Wow! Get a drink, death penalty!"

"Good! Good! You get it too!"

"Walk! It took a lot of work to get to the Eight River!"

"Hehehehehe! I'll follow you, Sasuk!"

crooked shape.

“……”

crooked shape.

"KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!"

"How much alcohol is this! Big uh!"

Phenomenon's beard trembled again.

'Is this really okay?'

In the sacred grounds of Shaolin, alcohol and meat are so openly spoken.

Isn't there a law in everything in the world?

'Tong-grilled and malsul, even though this is a mountain, it is Sungsan.'

Anyone who sees it will start to point out when the bandits started wearing Sungsan.

The strange phenomenon in Yeong's heart was sneakily trying to persuade Hyeonjong.

“Jang Moon-in, I think this is a bit…”

But before he could say anything, Hyunyoung walked away.

"Again. What kind of nonsense are you trying to say!"

“……”

"I'm going to feed the struggling kids!"

“No, I mean… it’s not that the kids didn’t suffer…”

"Aren't you going to come and save Shaolin's face now? Would they be grateful for that?"

"Turn it off."

I also know the phenomenon.

Considering what Qingming did at the secretariat, it must be said that Huashan and Shaolin have already become irreversible. It doesn't matter if I add one more drink like this or not.

Nevertheless, seeing the seemingly troublesome phenomenon, Hyeonjong smiled brightly.

"Aren't you okay?"

"...the long-time man."

"These kids have done really well so far. But that's the same as saying that the competition was held without ever letting go of the fatigue accumulated from the long training they had been doing before the non- dance competition."

The phenomenon nodded.

It was a lot more difficult than I thought. Even the phenomenon that they have never done a dance by themselves is feeling a deep fatigue as if their body is melting.

"Isn't the road to Samseo not long? Before I leave, I want to free the children a little bit. You need to understand a little bit."

"My thoughts were short."

Hyeonjong smiled and patted his shoulder as Hyunseon bowed his head.

"I know. There must be someone in the family who talks like you. But let's put it down a bit today."

"Yeah, long-timer."

"Look. You can see the way those kids like them, isn't that kind of polite?"

"Yeah..."

Phenomenon looked around with a slightly contented expression on his face.

I saw a figure of Cheong-myeong with a bottle of wine in his snout and tilted his head to the fullest.

“……”

sloppy squat.

The drink runs through the neck in an instant. Cheongmyeong pulled the empty wine bottle out of her mouth and put a new bottle in her mouth without delay.

crooked shape.

“……”

would I die there?

"Cheongmyeong seems to be in a very good mood."

Yeah?

You just look like a drunken man with a high alcohol content?

Long Moon?

"Hahaha. Heroes naturally like alcohol."

huh?

hero?

is that?

He couldn't easily agree with Hyun-young's words, and Hyun-sang glanced at Cheong-myeong again. Normally, there must have been someone nagging right next to him. Surely it would be... … .

"Heh heh heh heh heh!"

“……”

Unfortunately, today seems to be an exception. Jong-Jong Yoon and Ge-Geol Jo, who would normally have dried up Qing-Myeong, were fighting a bigger game and drinking alcohol to kill them.

'Yoonjong and that child... … ?'

In this volcano, the person who tries to protect the duty of the Dao the most is Yoonjong, no matter what anyone says. As an uninhabited person, Baekcheon would be highly valued, but as a person who would protect the way of volcanic eruption, Yoonjong could be said to be a more suitable vessel.

If it was Yoon Jong, the other people would have moderated their drinking or not and looked around. However, today, Jong-Yun Yun had untied his waistband and was pouring alcohol.

Jo Girl … .

"Yes?"

In one corner, Yi Seol is asleep with her head banged on the table. And Dang So-so was holding the sleeping person and speaking gibberish the whole time.

"haha……."

There were hundreds of thousands of people who were able to come to their senses, but he didn't look particularly well. With a red-hot face, he seemed to be busy receiving the cups of the executioners.

"Heh... heh heh."

Seeing the mess, I was at a loss for words, but the phenomenon burst out laughing. Then Hyunjong quietly opened his mouth.

“It must have been very difficult for everyone.”

"Yeah..."

"How could these children not know that the reconstruction of the volcano depended on them?"

The phenomenon shut its mouth.

Hyungwon's voice is a bit bitter.

"Everyone has put down their heavy burdens for a while. So they can laugh and talk comfortably. Only now. Now."

Hyeonjong looked at his disciples with a sad face.

Thinking that innocent children are suffering because they can't carry the load properly on top, I feel very uncomfortable.

Then someone broke his thoughts and came in.

"Even a long writer, don't go too deep alone."

"Yes?"

It was Hyunyoung. He shook his head and said.

"Jim, it's usually a pain, but it's rewarding when you put it down. If it hadn't been for the children to truly bear the heaviness, would they be so happy now?"

"Ummm."

"Of course we are sinners to children, but don't say that you feel sorry for them. It is rather disrespectful to them. Aren't they the proud children who achieved the best results in the Cheonhabi Dance Competition?"

Hyunjong quietly nodded his head.

"Yeah. You're right."

I'm proud.

don't be proud

Hyeonjong quietly stole his eyes. My eyes kept hurting as I looked at those wonderful guys.

That special... … .

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh!"

At that moment, Qingming jumped up from his seat and shoved the bottle into the mouth of the white man in front of him.

"Eup! Eupeup!"

"Drink! Drink! You're going to eat and die today!"

"Ugh!"

Baeksang resisted and struggled, but Qingming finally poured the drink into his mouth and giggled and set out to find the next victim.

And finally, one person caught on to the net of cheongmyeong.

"Sister?"

“……”

"Dongryong?"

“……”

Baekcheon, who had already turned red from drunkenness, looked at Cheongmyeong with trembling eyes.

“Oh, no. If I eat more, I will die…”

However, before he could finish speaking, Qingming put a bottle of wine in his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay. I don't die. I don't die that easily."

"Kurrr."

Baek Cheon went backwards with a bottle of wine in his mouth.

At that moment, as if he had regained consciousness, Yui raised his head to look at Cheongmyeong with eyes unleashed.

"Kidney."

thud.

Then he banged his head on his table again and fell asleep like a dead man.

'It's a bitch.'

The phenomenon grinned.

By the way, is this a banquet of the Taoist clan? Tae Sang-no-gun, who used to enjoy drinking alcohol, will turn his head when he sees this.

'No matter what Jang Mun-in says, do it in moderation before it becomes too exaggerated... … .'

That was the moment.

Cheongmyung's head, who had been looking around with a reddish face, stopped.

“……”

"Hehe. Long doorman?"

“……”

"Elder?"

Devil… … . No, Cheongmyung slowly began to approach him with a bottle of wine in both hands. The moment a bright smile formed on the corner of his lips, Phenomenon closed his eyes tightly involuntarily.

* * *

"Amitabha Buddha."

A man stood in front of the hall and quietly chanted dissatisfaction.

After hesitating a few times, he let out a deep sigh and knocked on the door with a heavy hand.

"Are you there?"

small voice.

That's why there was no answer.

He let out a bigger sigh and knocked on the door a little harder.

"Are you there!"

But this time there was no reply.

"Well?"

The man and the legal world tilted their heads and listened inwardly.

'Have you already left?'

not really. Can you feel the human presence?

After thinking for a moment, he quietly pushed the door open. The door began to slowly open with a squeak to make sure his latch was not locked.

"Amitabha Buddha. The law of the Shaolin is coming. The long-written revelation... What, what is this?"

The legal system, which had tilted its head inward, was terrified and backed away.

'Did there ever be a war?'

The inside of the large hall was a complete mess. The table in the center was littered with disheveled food plates and empty wine bottles, and the disciples of the volcano were scattered on the floor as if they had been attacked.

'Gee, it's not a real attack, is it?'

Fortunately, he didn't seem dead, as his chest was going up and down.

"I... me?"

The legal system, who had been silently examining the situation for a moment, opened his eyes for an instant.

Now it was clear what was going on inside.

“Liquor? And… meat?”

Come to think of it, aren't those bare bones of pigs left in the yard?

After discovering the traces of a bonfire left in the yard, Beop-gye grabbed his back and grabbed him by the neck.

“Damn, what the hell is this clan…!”

There's a degree of arrogance, what the hell do you mean?

He was about to scream with a reddened face, but hastily covered his mouth.

- Never collide. never!

He barely remembered what the court had said before coming here.

He let out a deep sigh, thinking that someone should wake him up for now.

at that time.

Peek out.

One of the things lying on the floor raised its head slightly. Then he narrowed his eyes.

'Are you in a bad mood?'

But he soon started rubbing his eyes with his sleeve. He hadn't slept well, so he couldn't see well.

'I've been drinking a bit, so Mu-min can't see because of a hangover?'

There is no need to leave the inside hole and cook the soup!

What made the legal world even more heartbreaking was the fact that the person rubbing his eyes was 'the' Cheongmyeong. The guy who beat Hyeyeon is like that.

Qingming, still half-lying, tilted his head and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Huh……."

“……”

"who are you?"

“……”

Another sigh escaped the court's mouth.

"It is said that the real world is the realm of the law. Is there a long gate person?"

“Uh… the Jangmunin is…”

Qingming shook his head for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pointed to one side.

"There you are."

"Yes?"

The legal world, which turned his head following the fingertips, was frozen in place.