Return of Mount Hua Sect

Why is that person here? (3)

“Life is… … .”

He reached out to the wind blowing in the blue sky. A bottle of cold dew was caught.

As he drank alcohol, he slowly turned his head to look at the snacks placed next to him.

When I saw the duck and the delicious pork belly meat that Hyun-young orphaned by hand, saying that she had a hard time traveling a long way, a smile spread across her lips.

Furthermore… … .

“You don’t seem to understand now. You can see legs, legs!”

“If you have the power to curse, draw more! more!"

“Where are you going to blow your eyes? Squeeze out the ink all at once!”

“… … .”

Starting with Baekcheon, Baeksang, Yunjong, and Jo Geul were twisting and squeezing the disciples of Hwasan. It's like holding a sword in one hand and screaming... … Just like that, uh... … .

He thought for a moment, then smiled happily.

'What do you know?'

It's good because it's efficient.

anyway.

The beautiful system that said that if the upper water is clear, the lower water is clear, and that it grinds up to the bottom, was running smoothly.

huh?

Isn't this what you're talking about?

Mister Nam!

The gaze of Qingming turned to the sky again. Baek-ah twitched for a moment, probably because of the pressure on her head, but soon became quiet again.

'You've come all the way here.'

Looking back, it was a very difficult time.

It took a year to come to the volcano after being reborn as a beggar unfortunately.

He leads the silent young executioners to love, and many times he persuades the elders and elders who doubt him with a just will.

After a long and arduous battle, we have finally come this far.

“Big. This is a human victory, a human victory. Isn't that right, Jangmun death sentence?"

- It takes a long time.

“This yangban is real.”

Qingming sharpened his teeth.

Oh, then you should try it yourself!

I came this far so quickly. If the death penalty had been done by Jang Moon-in, by now, the two of us would be playing Go!

“Ts. tell me what do you do?”

Cheongmyeong, who had been wheezing, immediately hit her stomach and looked at the volcano again with a relaxed expression.

Seeing the executioners who trained on their own without touching them, and the elders who started to solve their own responsibilities, it seemed a bit like a clan now.

When I think of the first time I climbed a volcano, the word Sangjeonbyeokhae is almost useless.

but… … .

“It’s still a long way off.”

That being said, it is only now equipped with an assortment of clans.

The world praises Hwasan as winning over all people, but that is just an evaluation full of self-interest to emphasize that Hwasan, wearing the mask of a political faction, has disgraced Sapa.

The volcano did its best to repel some of the forces of all nations.

To be honest, that was the limit of the volcano now.

“You still have to be stronger.”

Even if the skills of the volcanic mundos are not good enough, the old-fashioned hancheol sword can raise it by three percent, but it has to be done. It was just that the acorn had become a slightly larger acorn.

It was not yet a class that dared to compare to the volcanoes of the past.

“Those acorns need a little more time to get stronger… … .”

The problem was that the world wouldn't wait for them indefinitely. If you could spend as much time as you want, what's the problem? The world wasn't that easy.

“Cheonwoomeng is still lacking.”

It was true that it was shameful to give the name Meng as a union of the three sects of Beast Palace, Sacheondangga, and Hwasan.

Comparing it to the same place where the ten most famous sects in the world gather, or the five generations of five families, it was inevitable that they would fall apart.

“In the end, it sounds like you should have received more munpa.”

Qingming scratched his head.

If the quality is not enough, you have no choice but to beat the quantity. The same goes for the mundane. If the skills of the volcanic mundos did not increase, receiving more disciples and raising their power would be one way.

It would be one way to receive a Myeong-Ja boat under the celadon boat, and another way was to accept the disciples from the family as the headquarters.

Just one thing.

“… … I wish I had more Hancheol.”

Roughly, somehow, I was able to make a Hancheol sword enough to go back to all of my disciples. However, if possible, I wanted to make a symbolic plum blossom sword for my subordinate students who would come to the main mountain to practice and return.

Of course, it would be unreasonable to make a sword mixed with a lot of iron and steel like the students in the main temple use, but I would like to give you a sword that proudly shines, saying, 'I've heard of it!' … .

“Lee, why is Han Cheol-i so skinny?!”

Cheongmyung took out the jerky and chewed it, recalling the conversation he had with Tang Gunak.

- But after all, Han-cheol is iron. Does it make sense to say that all the other irons come out, but they just disappear as if they were cut off?

- When did I say that Han-cheol became invisible?

- About a hundred years?

- Do you know where your hancheol comes from?

- It'll come from the ground.

- … … It's the end of the year. It was Hancheol who changed the nature of good-quality iron after receiving extreme yin for ten thousand years. So where do they come from?

- North Sea?

- That's right. Hancheol is a special product of Binggung, which is grown in the North Sea. However, did the trade between the Central Plains and the North Sea have been cut off due to the last war?

- … … .

- That's why I can't find it anymore.

“Okay.”

Cheongmyung washed his face dry.

“Then we should have buried all those commanders!”

The war ended, and even the present-day Cheongmyeong was damaged. If I could go back to the old days, I would twist my hair.

"no way. Without it, you have to live without it!”

It wasn't a human thing to go all the way to the North Sea to save it.

Qingming shook his head and reached out to grab the bottle.

huh?

But no matter how much he groped, he couldn't catch the bottle.

where's the bottle... … .

“Wow! It's a surprise!"

Qingming was startled and twisted his body. Yoo Yi-seol, who had risen to the top of the eaves, took the bottle and stared at him.

"Why why! Why are you acting like a ghost again, keep people apart!”

“I can’t drink.”

"Why?"

“Elder Hyunyoung is looking for you. I got a job.”

"Eh?"

Cheongmyeong tilted her head at the sudden news.

“What happened all of a sudden?”

And jumped off the roof.

“… … No?”

Hwangjong nodded his head with a humble face in response to Cheongmyeong's bewildering question.

“… … Excuse me, but yes.”

"why not?"

“The stuff has dried up seeds.”

Huh… … .

Where did you hear this?

Qingming scratched his head.

“No, obviously you said last time you can get everything except jasmine grass.”

“It certainly was then.”

Hwangjong let out a deep sigh as if frustrated.

“But the seal. As you know, the supply of goods varies from time to time. So the price changes.”

“You can pay whatever you want. Now the volcano is rich!”

Qingming said “ahem” and held out his stomach.

But Hwangjong just smiled bitterly.

"I know. No one else knows why I don't know the wealth of a volcano. The problem is, if I could get it by giving it a billion dollars, I would try to get it, but right now, I don’t have the item itself.”

“… … .”

“Sorry, Dojo.”

“Come on, wait a minute.”

Blue's eyes trembled.

“Why is the overflowing ice crystal disappearing all of a sudden?”

“… … It was never overflowing before. It was just that if I paid a lot of money, it would be easy to get it.”

“Anyway, it was there.”

Hwangjong scratched his head as if he was sorry.

“As you know, ice crystals come from the North Sea. It's something that only comes from the North Sea. In the past, trade between the North Sea and the Central Plains was banned, but things were secretly circulating. In order for the barren North Sea to make a living, we have no choice but to sell goods in the Central Plains.”

“It was.”

Even though Hancheol didn't sell, they sold ice cream. So I was able to save the ice crystal. Wasn't it the perilla that was made from that ice crystal?

“By the way, I don’t know if you’ve heard it, but the mood in the North Sea has been unusual lately. That's why we're suddenly locking all the doors and strictly prohibiting the entry of Jungwon people."

"Huh… … .”

This is the story I heard in Shaolin.

“And the North Sea people are not coming out of the North Sea at all. As a result, we did not know English and trade was cut off.”

Qingming's eyes widened.

“So what does that mean?”

"Yes."

Hwangjong nodded his head.

“Unless the North Sea Ice Palace reopens Jungwonin’s entrance, we can’t get any more items.”

“… … .”

Qingming stared blankly into the air.

“… … I can't... … . So you can't make it?"

I decided to give the horn fabric to the King of Nokrim. The problem was that the current volcano was made of mixed fabric and perilla, and not a single grain was left.

Even if he left the perilla, he ate them all, saying that the medicinal effect would only decrease.

Still, the reason I wasn't worried was that I met the Beast Master Meng-so at the Sacheondang family and received more jasmine grass.

Because I thought that I could make any number of perilla or mixed fabrics as long as I had the perilla grass.

By the way… … .

“Are you going to ruin it?”

Qingming's eyes fluttered violently.

Green King?

No, Im So Byeong is not important now!

If you are Lim Sobyeong, Nabal, and no more ice crystals, you cannot create additional perilla. How much pain did Cheong-Myeong go through to find the recipe for that damn persimmon?

But does it end with that one-time thing?

“What kind of ghost is this?”

no!

my sorority!

Hyunyoung, who was drooling while listening to the conversation, asked.

“Then is there really no way?”

“Yes, elder. I'm sorry, but our top abilities are too much. No, no one other than us will ever save the ice crystals. I'm just checking to see if those who bought ice crystals have any intention of selling them back... … .”

“You can’t come up with an answer by collecting the tails of rats like that.”

"That's right. Besides, the price is sure to skyrocket, so we don’t put things out at all.”

“Damn hoarders!”

Qingming rolled his eyes.

“Anyway, there is no way. Of course, if you are not from the North Sea, your throat will run away just by setting foot in the North Sea.”

“… … It would be.”

The disciple of Shaolin also returned as a corpse while investigating the North Sea.

at that time.

Baekcheon, who had been quietly listening to the conversation, opened his mouth.

“But you can go.”

"Yes?"

“Did you forget? You said that the Lord of the Beast Palace had your story in another Sae-O-Gung? Don’t be harsh.”

“… … .”

Hyun-young looked at Cheong-myeong with a surprised face at the first word she heard.

“Is that true?”

"Huh… … I heard something like that... … .”

Then Yoonjong looked up at the ceiling with sad eyes.

"In addition… … I will go by myself.”

The jogger wrapped his head and grabbed it.

“It is winter soon! If you go to the North Sea, your bones will ache.”

But Baek Cheon calmly shook his head, saying there was nothing he could do about it.

“Isn’t there a thing? This is how things happened.”

Then the two of them in despair finally nodded their heads. They seemed to have accepted the fate that lay ahead.

one.

There was one person who seemed to have a slightly different position.

“I am the opposite.”

Everyone's heads turned to one place at once.

Hyeonjong shook his head with a disapproving face.

“This is too risky.”

“But Yunnan… … .”

“It is different from that. The situation is different in Yunnan and North Sea.”

It was a natural reaction. Because Hyeonjong had already heard the words of the court, who is in charge of Shaolin.

'Magyo.'

Although it is not yet certain, magic was found in the corpse of the Shaolin Sok family transported from the North Sea. This means that there is a high probability that the North Sea is entangled with magic.

“Of course, it is important to create a jasodan. But it is not so serious that you risk your life.”

Hyungwon said firmly.

“As a volcanic writer, I cannot allow you to go to the North Sea.”

It was an incredibly harsh voice. Everyone sitting there dared not dare to object.

For a moment the silence subsided.

But then.

“Come on, long doorman!”

Someone knocked violently on the door of the reception room. Hyunjong asked, frowned slightly.

"What's going on?"

“I think you should see it with me! Gee, now in prose!”

"Well?"

Everyone felt that it was unusual to hear that urgent voice and jumped to their feet.

'enemy?'

'Are you an intruder?'

Maybe it was because he had been burned in the past, so actions came before words. The disciples of Hwasan, including Qingmyeong, kicked off the door all at once and ran out.

Not long after that, people standing at the gates of prose caught my eye.

“… … Huh?"

Everyone stood tall and shook their heads with bewilderment faces.

"I… … .”

Qingming closed his eyes.

yellowish sulphur. And the shiny hair above it shone brightly in the sunlight.

Cheong-myeong, who was staring blankly at the man standing in the prose, said as if groaning.

“… … Why is that person here?”

“Is that so?”

Everyone looked at the scene with a blank expression on their faces, not knowing the English language. At that time, he found this side and smiled and approached him.

“I haven’t seen you in a long time, Volcano God Dragon.”

The court, the long-time doorman of Shaolin, greeted me with a bright smile.

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