Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 648

Thanks, I learned very well. (3)

“… … won.”

“That madman is crawling… … .”

Baek Cheon, Jo Geol, and Yoon Jong looked at the non-stage with absurd faces.

The image of Cheongmyeong standing tall and the empty space falling in front of him was clearly engraved in his eyes.

"Oh my gosh… … .”

I thought it was possible.

If a guy named Cheongmyeong had shown him so far, there was no reason why he couldn't deal with the elders of the shaman.

However, it was the difference between what he thought with his head and seeing the results of his thoughts with his own eyes.

'I thought I could win, like this... … .'

It's not just a win. Literally, it was a win.

“… … residence.”

"Yes?"

“You’ve grown stronger by now, have you?”

“… … I think so.”

“Does this make sense… … .”

At Jo-Gul's complaint, Baek Cheon smiled bitterly.

'Really, that guy... … .'

Now, if you want to catch up a bit, you'll get farther away. All he could see was a shadow of clarity that seemed to disappear at any moment.

But Baek Cheon is no longer frustrated by such things.

To see a shadow means that there is clarity beyond it. Even if the distance does not narrow like his heart, Baekcheon is steadily chasing him.

“More than that… … .”

"Yes?"

“First of all, I think what should I do with them?”

“… … .”

At Baekcheon’s words, Yoonjong and Jo Gul slowly looked back. Phenomenon and Hyunyoung were at the forefront of the disciples.

'You're going to fall out of your chin.'

'Isn't that a bit dangerous?'

Looking at the mouth of the phenomenon that was so open that I thought it could not happen any more, I laughed and worried at the same time. It really was a plate that would remain even after the jaw fell out.

“I won… … .”

“Heh heh heh heh.”

Phenomenon is also a phenomenon, but Hyun-young's face, who seemed to have nothing to say because of absurdity, was truly a magnificent sight.

"I… … .”

“Hmm. This is a bit complicated. Complex."

Phenomenon, who had managed to come to his senses at Hyunyoung's murmuring, looked to the side and asked.

"what?"

“Think of it, death penalty. Even that handsome shaman's elder gets beaten up and down, and where is the guarantee that we won't be beaten? Be careful with what you say in front of that guy... … .”

“Hey, you rotten bastard!”

Before the words were even finished, Hyungwon kicked Hyunyoung's ass.

“Is that what you say to the disciple who won with his best!”

“What did I say wrong!”

“Okay.”

The phenomenon of seeing the priest who did not want to lose a single word turned his gaze back to Cheongmyeong.

'I can't believe it.'

He won a landslide victory against the elder of that shaman, nowhere else. This is a story different from the victories that Qingming has achieved so far.

where is the witch Among the many swordsmen in the world, they are proudly considered the best.

Even in such a shaman, the elder, who was the best power, was defeated by Qingming, who was only a late index.

'Has anything like this ever happened?'

It's not that he doesn't know because he's a disciple of the volcano.

I have never heard of such a story in my life. No, I never even imagined it.

"I… … A goofy guy.”

A smirk burst out of his mouth over and over again. At the same time, the slightly wrinkled corners of his eyes kept dripping with water.

It's probably not just because he fought proudly against a shaman he couldn't even think of being able to overcome.

I was happy to know how Cheong-Myeong went out to fight there, but my eyes kept reddening.

“Be patient with this bite, death penalty.”

“… … .”

“It’s a staple book.”

“I know, you bastard!”

Phenomenon spread his shoulders.

It is a task created by the blood of the disciples. It was impossible to ruin it with temporary emotions.

At the same time, Cheongmyeong on the rain stage turned his head to look at him.

'Come on, man.'

why don't you know what that means

The phenomenon of reflexively lowering the hand to refine the uigwan widened his shoulders. At this moment, he should not be the elder of the volcano, but the representative of the long writer who represents the volcano.

So, you shouldn't be showing your hatred at all.

“Don’t go.”

"Yes!"

An excited voice erupted from Hyunyoung's mouth.

Phenomenon desperately calmed his trembling heart and climbed onto the offstage.

“… … .”

It was as if his brain had been washed clean.

When a person encounters a task that he cannot handle, his head is empty and he is unable to do anything.

This is exactly the situation of Heo San-ja.

Defeat.

Only those two letters seemed to have been engraved in my mind. It was a defeat without any excuses.

Even the defeat he suffered from the Ogum was embarrassing. Because I never thought that the great disciples of the shaman would be defeated by the second and third great disciples of Hwasan.

But it was at a level that could be rectified somehow.

With the current situation... … The case was completely different.

The elder of the shaman was defeated by the three great disciples of Hwasan. It doesn't even hurt properly.

How the hell do you mean to fix this?

Even if an elder of a third-class clan, whom he had never heard of anywhere, was defeated by the third-generation disciple of a prestigious family, it would be ridiculed. However, even the elder of the shaman was defeated by the third disciple of another faction. This will not be rectified by any excuse.

'how… … . How did this happen... … .'

This was not the fault of Heo San.

No one in the world could have predicted such a situation. Heo Do Jin-in and his ruse were initially based on the assumption that the empty space catches the Qing-myeong.

It means that even that Dojin Heo, who sat down and looked down at the world, did not think that Qingming would win over the air.

But, how could Heo San-ja have anticipated and dealt with this in advance?

“Elder… … .”

Mujin opened his mouth with a trembling voice.

“The void… … I will take care of you.”

“… … .”

“Elder!”

There was no reply returned.

Heo San-ja was just looking at the rain stage with his bewildered face as if he couldn't hear Mu-jin's words.

Mujin took a deep breath.

'It's not too much.'

Even he was shocked as if his heart was about to fall. But now was not the time to be so confused.

“Mugak and Wugong, go up and get the Elder.”

“… … Yes. execution."

Seeing the priests heading up to the rain stage, Mujin tightly closed his eyes.

'Where did I go wrong?'

There is only one reason for defeat.

It was just that they were weaker than a volcano. He didn't even want to find another excuse.

'We were not more desperate than them.'

He thought that he had never been lazy in cultivating himself by pushing himself. However, the moment he faced the earnestness shown by the disciples of Hwasan, Mujin acknowledged that they were immersed in an inertia that they did not even know about themselves.

Seeing the priests who lifted the air and carried them back, Mujin asked with a calm voice.

“How are you?”

“It doesn’t look like you’ve been deeply hurt. But in case you don't know, I'll show it to the senator."

"okay."

Mujin, who had managed the situation instead of Sanja Heo, still stared at Cheongmyeong standing tall in the middle of the non-stage.

“Elder.”

“… … .”

“It has been said that a person’s case comes from the end, not the beginning. The same will be true of the mundane. Losing is truly unfortunate, but how you accept that defeat will determine your status as a shaman.”

“… … .”

“Elder… … .”

But Sanja Heo still didn't know what to do with his lost face.

So was the back. All of the shaman's disciples were lost in their faces, not knowing how to react to this situation.

'Don't do that.'

When in my life have I ever suffered such a disastrous defeat?

The reason Mujin is somehow able to stay sane now is not because he has a stronger mind than the others. But he was less shocked because he had already suffered a Qingming and suffered a similar defeat.

'We may have been too arrogant.'

At that time, the phenomenon appeared on the non-stage.

A bitter smile formed on Mujin's lips as he watched the dignified gait. It was a self-awareness that a change had occurred in his view of his phenomenon.

To be honest, he didn't take the Elders of Volcano very seriously until now.

Mujin had experienced qi and Ming, and he could guess that all the changes in the last volcano were eventually brought about by him.

For this reason, for Mujin, the elders of Hwasan were nothing more and no less than the incompetents who enjoyed luxury by accidentally accepting an unprecedented genius as a disciple.

However, things seemed very different now.

'He is the one who raised the sword and white porcelain ships called the Unsword.'

Just by looking at the unsword, I could guess what kind of posture the swordsmen of the volcano had trained. Anyone who has raised such a person deserves respect.

Away from the volcano and the shaman, as the same swordsman and as the same swordsman.

Hyunjin, standing next to Cheongmyeong, looked at the shaman silently.

After passing the shaman's disciples who couldn't make eye contact, he fixed his gaze on Heo San-ja, who had lost his mind, and quietly opened his mouth.

“It was a good job.”

“… … .”

“It doesn’t matter if Bimu wins or loses. What is important is what we learn and what we gain by aiming swords at each other.”

It was a calm but strong voice.

Once again, Mujin realized.

'It's a pine tree (老松).'

Being strong does not mean that a person is strong.

A person who has endured many ups and downs while living in a volcano was as hard and savvy as the old cypress that has endured the turbulence of time.

that… … .

'It was something our shaman had to pursue.'

The people who protected the volcano were realizing the ideal of a shaman in their lives behind the splendid sword.

Mujin, who had become somewhat somber, without realizing it, bowed his head slightly to pay tribute to the phenomenon. The phenomenon spoke up.

“This time the volcano gets a lot. However, the result of Bimu now revealed is only a brief victory, and the one who develops further through this Bimu will be the real winner.”

Then he quietly put his hands together and swept them forward.

“I learned well. Glory to your ears.”

Heo San-ja's face contorted horribly.

However, he was also a representative of the shaman here. There was no way he could not be treated with courtesy from his opponent.

"well… … .”

Biting his lip, he forcibly pushed his hand forward.

"well… … learned your ears... … I wish you the best of luck.”

His shoulders were shaking.

Phenomenon turned his head without looking at the sheep for a long time.

It is true that the victory is happy, but I did not want to disgrace the loser. This is because the person who knows the feelings of the defeated better than anyone else is the phenomenon.

But then a voice rang out, turning his head back.

"but!"

Heo Sanja was staring at him with blood in his eyes.

“Please don’t think that the volcano has defeated the shaman with this. This is just a one-off! The volcano is still... … .”

“It is a far cry from the shaman.”

“… … .”

“I know, Dojo.”

Phenomenon smiled brightly.

“With the shaman, the volcano can work hard. We hope that volcanoes can be like that in your ears.”

“… … .”

"then."

He turned his body lightly and suddenly looked up at the sky.