Return of Mount Hua Sect

Is Sodo really a Tosa? (2)

The general will not be long... … .

No, it was suppressed after a long time than expected.

Lee Song-baek, who jumped in confidently, and the Chancellor were on a good relationship, and they fought a desperate battle for over an hour.

I don't know if it was a tense battle that made others sweat, but for Cheongmyeong, it was a yawning match because it was boring.

'I just thought I'd beat it.'

However, when I saw Lee Dong-baek, who became a super corpse and was sweating profusely, those words did not come out. In the meantime, aren't they smiling triumphantly as if they were proud of the fact that they had subdued the governor?

Wipe some sweat... … .

“Huh, pleural effusion…. Big heuk, pleural effusion…. I subdued pleural effusion.”

Hwangjong nodded her head trembling as he looked at the moving bag in front of him and talking as if he was about to run out of breath.

what is that

He wants to say something, but seeing his shaky legs just makes me sad.

"You've worked hard. The Milky Way will never forget Jongnam's help."

"Go, thank you.... Thank you... Thank you."

"Get some rest."

Afraid of his words, Song Baek did not answer and sat down on the spot.

If it were normal, I would have felt even a little bit of gratitude to Lee Dong-baek, who did his best to subdue the pleural effusion. But now, to Hwangjong, the appearance of Lee Dong-baek did not even come into his eyes.

Hwangjong glanced over at Cheongmyeong.

'I don't know what to say about this situation.'

It's only been two days since Qingming appeared here?

Qingmyeong solved the problem that Hwangjong had been dragging for almost a year in just two days.

'Is this a problem that could be easily solved?'

No way.

Hwangjong knows.

Everything in the world doesn't matter when you see it after it's over. If this was so simple from the beginning, why has no one even noticed the existence of pleural effusions until now?

'It's as if an old man is hiding inside that little child.'

It can't be, though.

"I think it's almost resolved now?"

"Why the hell did the commander-in-chief target his father?"

"I don't know."

"Isn't this because I guessed it?"

"Isn't it?"

“……”

Hwangjong was a little dazed.

Cheongmyeong said calmly, as if guessing what Hwangjong's feelings were.

"It's the official's job to reveal the reason, and my job is to solve the problem and get a reward. In that sense, you must have prepared enough compensation, right?"

Normally, no matter how hard you work, you can't confidently ask for a reward. Because humans are basically beings who are looking for face.

But Cheongmyeong had no more face to take care of. He is in the plight of the third generation of pupils rubbing the plum leaves that fell on the ground in the plum blossom zone.

Although it was absurd, Hwangjong nodded quietly without changing his face, as if proving that he was not an ordinary person.

"Sure. But you're forgetting one, too. None of the problems have been solved yet. I never asked you to get a pleural stenosis. All I want is for your father to get up and get you out of bed. Can you do it? "

Qingming pushed his stomach slightly.

"That's nag to say the least."

It was a more confident voice.

"then."

Hwangjong replied with a firm voice.

"I promise to support the volcano, even if it is to the extent of mobilizing all the powers above me."

As if moved by Qingming, he grabbed Hwangjong's hand tightly.

Hwangjong smiled brightly as if he was guessing the mind of Cheongmyeong.

"There's nothing to be thrilled about. Of course..."

"Are you kidding me?"

"……Yes?"

Chongqing's face contorted.

"The reward should be given to me, not the volcano! Do bears have tricks and people make money?"

“……”

Hwangjong was speechless.

He seemed to be a crazier man than he had expected.

* * *

Cheongmyeong, who was standing in front of Hwang Mun-yak, lying on the bed, was nauseous and had a dry mouth.

Now, if only the Hwangmun-yak treatment succeeds, everything here will be solved. Then he will be able to whistle lulu la la and return to the serpent.

Everything was handled perfectly.

There was nothing particularly difficult. I also like the fact that they fed those bastards in the process. I like it more

But if there is only one problem in the meantime... … .

'Honestly, I'm not sure.'

So far, it was something that could be done. But, to be honest, it was impossible to know whether it would be possible or impossible to fix Hwang Moon-yak.

If it was not the current Cheongmyeong, but the plum blossom sword zone Cheongmyeong, there is no need to worry at all. No one knew the magic that much, and no one had enough to overflow with that much energy.

No matter how ferocious magic is, in the end it is caused by magic. It would be enough to erase all the magic with the same history as the Daehae.

However, the current Qingmyeong is not the plum blossom zone.

All he has is a very small amount of history, which, instead of becoming more innocent than in the past, has now only turned into a chestnut.

With this, there is no guarantee that all the magic that has spread inside Hwang Moon-yak's body can be removed. On the contrary, if Magi even had a seizure by touching it clumsily, the weakened Hwang Moon-yak could not even scream and would die instantly.

"Will this work?"

Without seeing it, no one would know.

Cheong-myeong lost his appetite again and approached Hwang Moon-yak.

If you do not know the result, there is only one thing to do.

If left as it is, Hwang Mun-yak will die. No matter how much the life is ending, isn't the root of it the Taoin? You can't leave someone dying just because you lack ability.

"If something goes wrong, don't be resentful."

If it goes well, it's good for each other.

Qingming took a deep breath and slowly placed his hand on Hwang Moonyak's danjeon. And slowly, he pushed his strength into Hwang Moon-yak's body.

The history of Qingming, who was sleeping in the danjeon, slowly flows out.

The history of Cheongmyeong in the past was like a leisurely flowing river. Sometimes it became a violent ripple, and sometimes it became a sea that embraces the world.

However, the history of climbing on Cheongmyeong's body now is markedly different from what it was then.

clear.

clear without specks It was clear, without any impurities, like pure water flowing through the deep mountains.

That clear and bright energy rushed into the body of Hwang Moon-yak soaked in magic.

woo woo woo

Hwang Moon-yak's body causes slight convulsions.

The dark-skinned magi did not dare to invade the history of Qingming. Everywhere he touches his strength, he is busy retreating in surprise.

'Oh?'

Qingming exclaimed in his heart.

'that's interesting.'

I have quite a bit of experience governing Magi with my own strength. But this was the first time in my life.

Why Magi?

It is called Magi because it reverses the flow. The magic that penetrates into the body of another person destroys the body like poison, and opposes and pushes away all energy.

However, instead of rushing in with the power of Qingming, the magicians who filled Hwang Moon-yak's body were busy running away like beasts that saw fire.

'If you do this well... … .'

It may be possible.

No, no!

'How much trouble did I have to collect this! This should be enough!'

If it had been done without obsessing over innocence, it would have been more than ten years' worth of work. Because he already had the experience of gathering power close to this sudden.

However, the amount of internal work filling the current Qingmyeong Danjeon was less than a year's supply. He was able to fill this much because he ate seolmaedan.

But right now, only one year's worth of power is pushing out the large army of Magi with a short-term film like Zhao Ja-ryong of the Jangpan faction.

'This is something I did not expect.'

At first, he was simply trying to build the purest and perfect foundation to rise to a higher level than in his previous life. However, as he went on, his obsession with his innocence grew stronger and his progress became too slow.

Now I was thinking about whether I should give up this obsession... … .

'If you think about it, this is natural.'

Seongi is basically the opposite of Magi. Seongi, which contains the energy of Pasa (破邪), has the power to purify all unclean things in the world. The energy of blueness is basically goodness (仙气). It is the most pure among them.

So, it is a law that a Magi cannot dare to cross.

The vicious magic begins to be neutralized in an instant.

Qingming loses its power so easily that it is ridiculous and returns to nothingness.

At the same time as the power of Qingming neutralizes the magic of Hwang Mun-yak, it begins to wash out the veins. He radically purifies his body as if he would not tolerate even a single small impurity as well as magic.

It's like washing a bee's hair.

'What is this again?'

Beol Moses is the only thing that can only be attempted if you have an elixir of heaven and a very strong master. How difficult would it be to restore a body that had already been piled up with turbidity to a completely pure state like that of a newborn baby?

There are too many corianders, so any coriander of a flower garden has to use a brush, and even though there are so many elixir, the elixir that was being moved rolls down and the dog bites it, but they do not even try to find it.

But now, Cheong-myeong is voicing the spirit of washing an old man who has been weakened by his own strength.

The problem is that it is not the result that Cheongmyeong intended.

Woo woo woo woo.

Hwang Moon-yak's body began to tremble slightly. At the same time, his body began to be dyed with pure white and black black at the same time. Areas that have been eroded by the power of blueness are colored white, and areas that are still being encroached by Magi are colored black as if ink will flow out at any moment.

Magi was also desperately resisting the invaders who invaded the realm.

'Hold on!'

Hwang Moon-yak's body, which had turned into a battlefield in an instant, was screaming. Even though it was clear that he was unconscious, his whole body was trembling and blood was running down his lips.

Qingming clenched his teeth when he saw the dark red blood wet the front of Hwang Mun-yak.

This was not a battle between Qingming and Magi.

It was a battle in which Hwang Mun-yak could hold out until he eliminated all of the Magi.

'Finish at once!'

Hesitating considering Hwang Moon-yak's physical condition only adds to the burden. It is better to leave everything to heaven and gamble.

Cheongmyeong, who had made up his mind, raised his energy.

He pushes the last handful of history into Hwang Moon-yak's body. Thick drops of sweat started pouring down like rain from Cheongmyeong's forehead.

In Hwang Moon-yak's body, the power of Cheong-myeong began to heat the magicians. It absorbs and neutralizes it as soon as it catches it, and even dissolves impurities around it. At the same time, the narrow veins of Hwang Mun-yak are expanded like a highway.

The Magi, who had been fiercely resisting, lost their momentum and began to rush to one side. Qingming saw the direction and was startled.

'Oh, no!'

head.

Magi, who has no place to go, is pushed in the opposite direction of Danjeon, where Cheongmyeong injects her strength. In an instant, Hwang Moon-yak's hair was dyed black and started to swell.

It's like it's about to explode!

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