Return of Mount Hua Sect

A mountain has to be crossed to be meaningful. (5)

Wuhan, Hubei Province.

If I had to pick just one of the most impressive things in Wuhan, it would be the Yangtze River, which runs straight through the center.

A vast plain that stretches out around this wide river, which is the lifeline of the midfield. Infinity was built upon it.

On the banks of the Yangtze River, so iconic, a group of warriors were working diligently now. Those who saw the scene around them murmured.

“What are you doing?”

“Looks like people I haven’t seen, what’s on that riverside… … .”

“What? Aren't they supposed to be shamans?"

"Yes? A shaman?”

Those who heard the word widened their eyes and looked again at the people gathered at the riverside.

“Really? You are a shaman!”

“No, what are the shamans doing over there?”

Those in coats were laying the foundation for the riverside, bringing hard blue stone on top of it. Then he drew his sword and began to cut the uneven surface smoothly.

“Three, my God! A lump of rock like tofu!”

“But what are you surprised about? Aren't you the shaman's swordsman? There are people who cross mountains and rivers in one month.

“No, so what are you making now?”

“What kind of stage does it look like?”

It was indeed a strange sight.

A rock the size of a house is moved like a porcelain stone, and the moved rock is neatly cut and covered the floor like a brick. After that process was repeated, a fairly high stage was soon created.

“Elder, we are almost done.”

"Well."

Sanja Heo, who was looking at the rain stage, quietly nodded his head.

“But… … Why do we... … .”

“You’re asking something obvious.”

In response to Mujin's careful question, Sanja Heo spoke quietly but with a powerful voice.

“Infinity is the realm of the shaman. Was there anyone who made the guests who came to my house work? Just as a guest has a duty to follow, the owner also has a duty to follow as a master.”

"Ah… … .”

Heo Seon-ja's eyes lit up slightly.

“Don’t try to fight over small things. Those who covet the little things do not see the big things. Those who are obsessed with trivial things and do not want to lose money are bound to miss the main line. As a disciple of a shaman, if you want to see the world, you must develop eyes that see big.”

“I will keep that in mind, Elder.”

Heo Sanja smiled brightly at Mujin who bowed her head deeply and gave a sincere reply.

Mujin lost to Cheongmyeong once in the past.

It must have been a great shock to him, who had been aiming for the position of the shaman's first sword while carrying the name of the shaman's three swords. He had never seen the disciple of the volcano as his enemy, and he was defeated by someone younger than him.

But that defeat did not hold Mujin's ankles. I only realized that there was a lack of people who had nothing to fear in the world, and I only learned humility.

Just as barley, once trampled on, grows upright, and as a pine tree grown in a rough field has tougher and stronger roots, that defeat forged Mujin and made him go higher.

“How are you?”

"Yes?"

“How do you feel about seeing Volcano Shinryong again?”

When Heo San-ja asked a question, Mujin, who had been thinking for a while, answered.

"I do not know. Not a single thing seems to have changed, but too many things seem to have changed. Because I didn't know him well in the first place.”

“I am not asking that. I was just asking about your opinion.”

“… … I was happy.”

"Well?"

A faint smile was drawn on Mujin's lips.

“He didn't have a very high reputation when we first met. Of course, he made a name for himself in the fight with his younger brother, but his reputation was full of doubts.”

“It was.”

The memory was still clear.

Heo Sanja also did not pay much attention to the name of the volcanic divine dragon. Well, he thought for a while to be a flashing horse.

After we met, I completely changed my mind. So he somehow didn't try to bring him to the shaman? He raised an unprecedented condition that had never been seen before in the history of the shaman.

However, in the end he remained in the volcano, which now holds a sword at the tip of the shaman's jaw.

'It's not all about the volcanic god dragon, but... … .'

At least, without that volcanic divine dragon, the location of the volcano would have been very different from what it is today.

“After that, he continued to win and lose his reputation. Now, in front of the name of the volcanic new dragon, not only the index of the first in the world, but also the modifier of “the first article in 100 years,” isn’t it?”

"Yes."

Mujin said in a confident tone.

“So it would be even more meaningful to pay back.”

“… … .”

“I am grateful again. Since he was not idle, I was able to continue practicing with him in my chest. It's a little shameful to target a child younger than me, but... … .”

“No shame.”

Heo Sanja cut it off and said.

“In Kangho, age or origin is not important. All that matters is who is straighter and who is stronger.”

“Yes, elder.”

Heo Sanja reached out his hand and tapped Mujin's shoulder.

Engineers, who have been highly anticipated since childhood, are prone to falling into hell after a single defeat. It's because he knows the 'fear' he didn't know when he was victorious.

He was heartbroken at the rare defeat, but Mujin, who protected himself like a giant tree that was not shaken by the wind, was the most extraordinary and willing Sanja Huo.

'This must definitely be thankful to the Volcano God Dragon.'

Thanks to this, the shaman had gained the strength to lead the shaman in the future.

“How was Jin-hyung?”

“It won’t be that different from me.”

"okay. Then it was done.”

Heo Sanji nodded his head and lowered his voice slightly.

“I am sorry for you. Given the situation, it would be quite natural to give you a chance to lust, but the situation is not good.”

“Don’t worry about it. What is important is the inquisition, not me.”

Mujin also knew at least that his opponent was not Cheongmyeong in this secrecy.

"But… … Elder.”

"Well?"

“Is Elder Hung Gong really into the secret business?”

“It will.”

“Those who were not interested in Cefa… … .”

Heo San-ja laughed softly at the worried voice.

“Is there any elder who is interested in sepa? I'm the weird one."

“It is, though.”

“He’s a headache, but there is no way he won’t move beyond what Jang Mun-in himself said. And he just needs to come all the way here.”

When Mujin, who did not readily understand, questioned with his eyes, Heo Sanja smiled.

“Considering his victorious spirit, he would not be able to escape without raising his sword. He overwhelms the shaman of the past... … . No, because I was very interested in the plum blossom of the volcano, which was said to be comparable to that of a shaman.”

"iced coffee."

Then I understand.

If you were a shaman, called the greatest demon, he would most likely show great interest in the plum blossom sword technique.

Although the air is not the shaman's best sword, he is likely to rise to the position of the shaman's best sword someday. If he had not been the youngest among the elders and was about the same age as the other elders, by now the fame of the shaman's first sword might have been his.

“It’s not that important.”

Heo San-ja said firmly.

“It is not something to brag about or to show off for the air to defeat the volcanic god. Rather, it is a shame that it is difficult to say in front of others that even the elders of the shaman have to step forward to deal with the volcanic divine dragon.”

“… … .”

“No matter how overwhelmingly you win, you will end up being fingered.”

Mujin nodded his head as if he understood.

The third disciple of Hwasan and the elder of the shaman.

Mixing swords is a strange thing in itself, no matter what anyone hears. Even if Qingming loses his hand against the air, his reputation will not be lowered in the slightest.

No, it would not be strange to say that his reputation increased because of the fact that the elder of the shaman was his opponent.

“So you have to do it.”

Heo San-ja looked at Mu-jin with determined eyes.

“I know that it will be annoying to have to deal with the two great disciples of Hwasan as a great disciple. However, this match is not meant to show that we are superior to volcanoes. that's perfectly normal. What we have to tell the world is that the reputation of the volcano is now too exaggerated.”

"Yes."

“You must tell everyone under the world that there is no one who dares to face you in the volcano. Can you do it?”

Mujin replied with firm eyes.

“My personal grudge is a small matter. More importantly, the honor of the priest. I will prove with this sword that the volcano has not yet reached the toes of a shaman.”

It was indeed a sensible answer. Heo Sanji nodded his head with a happy face.

"okay. okay."

There could be nothing more proud than seeing a disciple who has grown up with confidence.

Perhaps Hwasan is also looking at their disciple with the same heart as Heo San-ja now.

'Things to be acknowledged must be acknowledged.'

As for the strength and momentum of young people, those who will shoulder the future of the clan, the volcano is superior.

Heo Sanja also realized this after seeing the disciples of Hwasan in person. Although he was completely dissatisfied with the unreasonable detachment and free spirits, he felt a strong will and strength in each of them.

The impatience that occurred here made Heo San-ja fall for a trivial provocation. It is the anxiety that if a few more decades pass like this, the volcanic divine dragon might become true.

“You have to brush it all off this scum.”

"Yes?"

"no. It is nothing."

Heo San-ja checked the non-stage one last time.

“Things have gotten louder than I thought, but there is no need for us to stop them because they say they will be ashamed of themselves. Tell the children that there are shamans and volcanic secretaries and gather onlookers.”

“Are you talking in a big way?”

Heo San-ja silently nodded his head at the question of the disciple who seemed a little perplexed.

“I have to tell those who are shaken where the sect that carries the true Taoist line is. In fact, in the meantime, we have a very generous side. I should have known in advance that if I didn't put it out, it wouldn't be recognized... … .”

I found out about it thanks to the volcano.

“Move.”

"Yes!"

A subtle expression appeared on Heo San-ja's face, who had turned his body and looked at Mu-jin as he quietly moved away.

'Nothing will be a problem.'

Although it was said that the game grew bigger, there was an audience, and a suitable competition became a huge battle, but it would come back to their advantage if they all won.

And it was inconceivable that the great disciples of the shaman would be defeated by the great disciples of Hwasan. I couldn't understand why that brilliant volcanic divine dragon was digging my grave.

okay. Everything is perfect.

By the way… … .

'Why do you keep feeling anxious?'

Heo San-ja's eyes darkened slightly.

The appearance of the cold non-stage made of stone was strangely unfamiliar.

* * *

“All the spectators came.”

“It has come a lot more than I expected. There is no end in sight.”

“Um, yes. like that. People would show so much interest in the shaman and the shaman’s secret dance.”

Heo Sanja shook his head as he looked at the huge crowd.

A shaman's reputation alone cannot make this happen. A one-sided match is usually exhausting, and there is no need to waste precious time and check it with your own eyes.

In other words, it meant that the people who flocked to this place thought that the shaman and the shaman's secret dance were in their own right.

'I don't like it.'

Although the volcano has recently gained fame, I never thought it would be this much. The more I thought about it, the more I realized how much he was seeing.

“Aren’t all the preparations here finished?”

"Yes! It’s perfect.”

“… … You're a void, and he'll be here soon."

“… … .”

Heo San-ja's face was subtly twisted.

‘Even though Jang Mun-in was so faithful, the elder… … .'

Heck, there was nothing new about him, since the air was originally like that.

“Then, aren’t the preparations over?”

"Yes."

“Even the volcano has already told me the start time of rain.”

"Yes. I even got an answer.”

"okay. By the way… … .”

"Yes."

“… … Why aren't the volcanoes coming?"

“… … .”

Heo San-ja's facial muscles twitched slightly.

'It's like they don't know what these manners are.'

One meal has already passed since the promised time.

As long as they know the Way and know manners, it is impossible to break the promised bureaucracy.

“I knew they were rude in the first place, but… … .”

“Shall we go back?”

"done! What was it that we felt so regretful that we rushed it!”

Heo San-ja bit his lip with an annoyed expression.

'It feels like it's drying up all the time.'

This was a sloppy craft. It must be a shallow ploy to get the upper hand by making the hearts of those waiting anxiously.

'Still, the gates with history are such shallow feats... … .'

What annoyed me more was not the people who acted out their tricks, but their own mind, which kept getting nervous even though they knew what was going on inside.

Even the faces of the shaman disciples lined up behind him showed little irritation and impatience.

“Infinite money.”

It was the moment when Sanja Heo, who had calmed his heart by memorizing Doho, just opened his mouth to appease his disciples.

"come!"

“There is a volcano over there!”

“Aren’t they the ones who defeated the Great Byeolchae and freed their wealth to infinity!”

“Woah ah ah ah ah ah!”

Heo San-ja looked around in surprise at the shout that burst out like a momentary fire.

In the distance, I saw the disciples of the volcano walking this way. But what really surprised Sanja Heo was not the appearance of the volcano, but the reaction of the audience.

"volcano! volcano! volcano!"

“Long live the Volcano Wave!”

Cheers towards the volcano spread like wildfire from all directions.

'Hey, like this?'

I expected that the volcano would have captured the hearts of the people quite a bit, but I never imagined it would be this much. Still, it's been several years since the shaman has been protecting Hubei, but is he so passionately cheering for the volcano that has barely reached his face?

Even if the opponent is a shaman!

Heo San-ja's face hardened coldly.

The volcano was walking towards this side with a free-spirited gait.

“Well, it’s nice to see you again.”

The volcanic Shinryong, who was at the forefront, waved his hand like a local scoundrel.

“Did you sleep well? You won't be able to sleep after the rain is over, so you should have slept well in advance."

“… … .”

It was a moment when reason suddenly flew away from Heo San-ja's head.

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