Return of Mount Hua Sect

Because it is a volcano. (1)

"Turn off!"

dark cave.

A bandaged hand pushes into an empty cave where no light enters.

"Turn it off..."

Then, a face that could not be further distorted suddenly appeared.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

chin! chin!

Chongmyeong, who reached out and grabbed the floor with both hands, crawled into the cave.

"Woo-wook! Whoo-wook! Whoo-wook! Plum Sword Zone, you crazy bastard!"

What do you mean by living in a hiding place like this? Has your head turned from learning martial arts in the mountains?

Ah, the plum blossom zone.

"Oh, I'm going to die."

Qingming was lying flat on the floor. When I realized that I had somehow made it to the cave, I started to cry strangely.

'It was really close.'

Climbing a cliff with both hands broken was not an easy task at all. Common sense, if a person had a brain and an idea, he would have known his shortcomings and promised for the future.

Unfortunately, Cheong-Myeong was a person who had a head but had no thoughts.

"No! If you can't climb now, it will take time again!"

As if he was making excuses for himself, Chung-myeong, who screamed like a foot, lay down on the floor with the sound of pain again.

"Oh, the old man dies."

No, I am a child now. I get so confused once in a while.

Still, somehow, he succeeded in making a strong string. If the line had been cut again this time, I would have gone to see King Yeomra the Great.

If that was the case, King Yeomra must have had a hard time holding back his laughter.

I was just glad I didn't see that.

"Okay."

Cheongmyeong, who forced herself to straighten her crooked waist, looked around.

there is nothing to see

Not because it hurts, but because it's dark and I can't see anything.

"Ttt. This is probably..."

When I stutter, something catches my fingertips.

"Yes."

When you pull the thing caught in your fingertips with a hook, the fabric is lifted and the inside brightens. Looking at the glowing light, Cheong-myeong smiled.

"Really, I didn't have a solution either."

The light of night light was really bright and clear.

You cannot light a fire inside the cave. Since the entrance is downwards, the inside of the cave will soon fill with smoke when a fire is lit.

No matter how clean you are, you can't drink alcohol in the smoky smoke. To be precise, it's possible, but why would you do something like that, not asceticism?

'But I brought the night wine and put it in.'

how much money is that

'I slipped one of the prizes that came to the volcano.'

At that time, there were so many things that came and went, so even a swipe of one of those things did not show at all. I might have vomited blood in the long sentence and re-gyeong-gak because I was trying to match the books later.

“What do I do with the past?”

Once again, it was a calming feeling that realized how ruthless the people of the past were.

oh, that's me

I keep forgetting

Qingming calmly looked around the brightened interior of the cave.

"Hmm."

Inside, not too big or too small, there was only a bed to lay down on comfortably, a small tea table, and a chest.

Still, something old-fashioned. It seems that there are things that are not very important whether they have been weathered over the years.

"Hey. Is this how it happens?"

A new realization came.

What if Qingming died without reviving, and then someone from the volcano discovered this place in the distant future? Wouldn't it have been an uproar, thinking it was the former master's hideout?

What if he fell off a cliff and accidentally found him and came in?

"That's the Cliff Goddess. The Cliff Goddess."

In reality, it was just a place to hang out and drink, but it would never have looked like that in the eyes of later generations.

He probably did everything he could, thinking that there must be a secret hidden inside the cave.

“If you come to know, aren’t all Cliff Goddess made in this way?”

Cheongmyung smiled and walked towards the chest. And open the lid with a reckless hand. The dust that had been accumulating for nearly a hundred years rose sharply.

"Collock! Uh huh! Colok!"

Cheongmyung, who pushed out the dust by waving his hand, looked inside the chest.

The first thing that catches your eye is a bottle of alcohol. When I looked at the various bottles of sake, my saliva was flowing... … .

No, no! Alcohol is not important now.

Desperately pushing the bottle out of sight, Cheong-myeong shifted her gaze to the small box next to it.

'This is it!'

Cheongmyung quickly grabs the box and pulls it out. A little bigger and heavier than I remembered.

“Whoa.”

Taking a deep breath, Cheong-myeong carefully opened the lid of the box. At the same time, a strong plum scent spreads into the cave.

It feels as if the plum trees in full bloom fill the surroundings.

Click.

When you open the lid completely, you can see a round ring that fills the inside of the box. There is something small on the bottom of the box, and on top of it are five rings as white as snow.

"Great!"

Excitement rushes in like a flood. Tears welled up in my eyes.

What is laid on the floor is not simply a cushioning material to protect the short ring.

It's the plum blossoms.

"It's really cool."

No matter how common plum blossom beds were, how did you stack them up like that? I mean, how greedy can a person be to do something like this? If the death penalty had seen this, he would have grabbed the back of his neck and passed.

"Still, the Jasodan didn't plan. The death penalty."

It was Cheongmyeong who was making excuses for any embarrassment.

Actually, I didn't mean it. To be precise, I couldn't touch the Jasodan. Like Shaolin's Great Hwandan, the Jasodan was an elixir that was treated as the highest level in the volcano. Therefore, no matter how much the elder of the volcano, he could not touch it carelessly.

Jasodan is the only thing that can be taken out only with the permission of both the Medicine Hall and the Jangmunji at the same time.

If you are an elder, you can take any other plum blossoms with you. Of course, to touch Seolmaedan, one has to be the most powerful among the elders, but who is Cheongmyeong? This is the plum blossom zone, which is the highest number of volcanoes.

- It must be the best group of accidents in the volcano!

There seems to be an auditory hallucination somewhere.

"How about anyone?"

First of all, it is important that you have acquired Hwandan now. With this alone, you will be able to heal your body.

Cheongmyeong took out a seolmaedan from the box and carefully closed the lid. In the past, it was a hangover remedy, but when the position changes, the value of the object also changes. To Qingming now, these elixir were nothing more than nothing.

"Ah, I'm trembling."

Cheong-myeong, who carefully placed the box in the chest, looked carefully at the seolmaedan in her hand.

The pure scent constantly flows from the pure white pill. Just smelling the scent made me feel like my body was recovering.

"It is said that people do not know the importance of being present."

In the past, when the volcano looked over the place of the first class in the world, Seolmaedan didn't even look at it. The only thing that I valued was the Jasodan.

So, couldn't Qingming be able to take care of so many plum blossoms?

It's not just about Cheongmyeong. Such an atmosphere prevailed within the volcano. If it's natural, it's natural. There is no shortage of better Spirits, who would pay attention to the lesser ones?

But now that the situation is like this, I feel that the spirit group, which was not a big deal at that time, is more precious.

"Oh my gosh. How did my situation come to this?"

I'd rather die than get sick.

Qingming immediately crossed the seat and sat down. It is enough to lament your debts later. For now, you need to fully recover your body. In the meantime, it would be nice if I could build up a little more power.

Cheongmyung, who sat cross-legged, threw the seolmaedan into his mouth. Seolmaedan, which enters your mouth, melts without even having a chance to chew and goes down your throat.

A fresh scent filled the mouth.

However, without even feeling the scent, Qingming began to fortune.

Eating the spirits does not automatically increase strength. The strength of the spirit can be improved only when the energy of the spirit group is completely restored.

A subtle problem arises here.

When the strength is insufficient and young, even if you eat Youngdan, you cannot fully absorb it. It is because they lack the ability to manage energy.

On the other hand, when you reach an age where you can master energy?

However, the effect is not perfect. This is because a lot of strength has already been accumulated. Spirituality is a way to fill in what is lacking. It does not elevate what is already full.

'If the dynasty of eating Yeongdan was full, the Shaolin bastards would have eaten ten Daehwandan and became the number one in the world.'

As such, the elixir is something that fills the lack of bets. The younger and weaker it is, the more effective it is, but on the contrary, young Ahae cannot fully absorb the energy of the elixir.

But what about blue?

'It can suck even the very bone marrow!'

Here is the only child in the world with perfect energy management.

A newcomer with a career that is passed down only as a legend. No, he's a newcomer with great experience.

"Whoa."

Seolmaedan, who had entered the ship, began to run with gi-hyeol.

Woo woo woo woo.

Energy is pulsating within the body. I feel proud of the great energy I have not felt in a long time.

'You must be nervous!'

Filling the danjeon with energy to prevent it from escaping through the veins? That is nothing to the current Cheongmyeong. However, what Cheong-Ming had to do now was not so simple.

An incomplete congenital organ must be filled in.

The thick and dull consciousness becomes as sharp as a blade. But Qingming went further there. Cheongmyung, who had sharpened the ritual and forged it as sharp as a sharp needle, perfectly controlled Seolmaedan's energy and pushed it into the dandan.

'careful. careful.'

Soft and delicate as if you were handling a newborn baby.

In the image of Cheong-myeong who had settled inside, his dan-jeon appeared clearly as if he could hold it in his hand.

However, the goal of Cheongmyeong is not danjeon. The deepest place in that danjeon. A place where there is a source that has been cherished by human beings since birth.

'no!'

Cheongmyeong, who was about to lead the energy and push it into the danjeon, suddenly returned the swirling energy.

'It is impure.'

Basically, the spirit unit is made to extract and consume only the good energy of the elixir that exists in the world. In other words, it can be said that only pure energy is extracted by refining the elixir.

However, Seolmaedan, the pride of Hwasan, was too impure to be included in the Qingmyeong Danjeon. If the energy flowing through the Danjeon of Cheongmyeong is pure water in the mountains, the energy of Seolmaedan is stagnant and feels like rotten water.

Qingming made a firm decision.

'Filt out!'

If you filter out Seolmaedan's energy as it is, most of the medicinal effects should be discarded. It wasn't an easy choice.

But accepting all of this energy is meaningless. Hasn't he come a long way so far to create the most complete and perfect foundation? You can't go wrong with your work right now.

'Leave only the purest energy and throw it all away!'

Energy circulated through Qingming's body. And then it gets cut off little by little. The impurities in Seolmaedan were mixed with the impurities in Cheongmyeong's body and passed out of the body.

Soon, thick, dark sweat began to seep out of Cheong-myeong's body.

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