Return of Mount Hua Sect

what comes so much? (5)

“… … .”

Chengming's eyes trembled.

“Oh, no… … .”

His gaze was fixed on the procession of the crowd pushing madly into prose.

If you look at it from here, it's just 'a lot of people come in', but when you go out in front of the mountain gate and look down at the volcano, the procession of people going up the mountain trail looks like a giant dragon climbing up the mountain.

“What comes so much?”

Cheongmyung muttered with a bewildered face and shook his head.

I could see people who had already entered the volcano lining up in a long line. Even after setting up a gymnasium and winding the wheels, the remaining line continued to the residence, which was the long gate where King Hyeonjong was located.

“… … The event hasn't even started yet."

“Of course it is.”

"Eh?"

The party party sitting next to him smiled and opened his mouth.

“When the event really starts, you can’t meet the Jangmun-in. It would be impossible for the people who were supposed to hold the event to have a conversation with the guests from each clan, right?”

“It is.”

“So, most of the clan members come to the event before the start of the event and want to have a private conversation with the long writer.”

“… … Are you still like this?”

“It’s not usually like this, but… … .”

The party smiled eagerly.

“It must mean that there is a lot of interest in Cheonwoomeng.”

“… … .”

Qingming looked at the crowd with eyes full of absurdity. No matter how you look at it, the number of people was unbelievable.

'no. I did some medicine to get a lot of people together.'

Even so, is it as effective as this?

“It seems that you are embarrassed. After all, I would never have seen such a large crowd at a volcano. But now you have to get used to it, Dojo. It is a sight we will see often in the future.”

You never see a lot of people at the volcano! In old volcanoes, this was normal, you bastard!

But why was this scene a little unfamiliar to me... … . Huh… … .

Why?

Still, events like this must have happened many times at the volcano at that time, so why can't I remember... … .

"Ah… … .”

In an instant, the voices of the former executioners passed through Cheongmyung's mind.

- execution! execution! Please do not leave the room!

- No, the death penalty! Don't do that, go over there and do some training. I didn't even prepare alcohol like this! Just tell me the location, and I'll deliver the Juan-sang as well.

- execution! Long writers must never enter the volcano!

- Even if you run into someone passing by, don't argue or beat them! No, even if you lose, you must never be crippled!

- You'd better go to Jongnam at least once. what? occasion? Just go, you bastard!

The gaze of Cheong-Min turned to the distant sky.

I didn't know at the time that this was such an important event.

As a human being, you have to change your point of view to know the other person's point of view... … .

If now, among the disciples of Hwasan, who argues against those who came as guests and eventually beats them?

Qingming will probably dust him with his eyes turned upside down, fan him and then throw him off the cliff. But didn't the death penalty in the past lack the power to beat Qingming? So it would have just blown out.

'Oh, uh... … I'm sorry.'

Cheongmyeong coughed in vain at the sudden influx of embarrassment.

“Hmmmm!”

And looked forward again.

Crowds of people gathered in front of the newly neatly maintained volcanic pavilions, and a few volcanic disciples and family members were running around frantically to write a guest book and manage the people who entered.

'I feel strange.'

He couldn't help thinking about the time when he climbed a volcano after being reborn.

The volcano he saw as he entered through the collapsing prose was very different from what he knew.

There was no vitality, and the spirit of the Tao was not felt. The building was on the verge of collapsing, and the faces of those guarding the volcano didn't look lively.

How can I express the feelings I felt when I witnessed a volcano that was half-collapsed and turned into a haunted house?

But now, people are gathering again at the volcano that used to be.

“Twitter.”

It feels weird... … .

Cheongmyung rubbed the tip of his nose, which was getting a little frown, and then vigorously spread his shoulders.

“Everyone seems busy, so let me help too!”

And it was the moment when he was about to walk boldly towards the customers.

Kwok.

"Yes?"

When Cheongmyeong turned around as someone was holding his hand, the party team grabbed his sleeve and smiled awkwardly.

"that… … Oh, my father said... … He said that in the future, Hwasan will have to go through a lot of things like this, and there will be a lot of things that will have to be held independently as the head of the Cheonwoomeng.”

“But?”

"so… … Volcano God Dragon said that it would be better to check the overall appearance of the situation rather than do small things directly... … .”

“… … .”

“Hey, it’s telling you to come out when something big happens! When something big happens!”

Qingming narrowed his eyes and glanced at the party team.

Then the dangpae awkwardly smirked and turned his head to look at the distant sky.

“Did the head of the family order it?”

“… … Not necessarily... … .”

“… … .”

Years have passed and the volcano has changed a lot.

However, the treatment received by Cheong-Myeong did not change significantly from the past.

'Now, at the very least, the party is under surveillance! Oh my, it's my seller!'

Still, Chungmyeong was proving that he had grown up. 예전이었다면 '이 새끼가 누굴 감시해?' He shouted and broke his head on the spot, but now it doesn't stop at just looking at it, doesn't it?

'I've become very kind too.'

I'll be climbing soon, I'm going to climb

- You're being honest with your dog.

“No, but this gentleman!”

"Yes?"

“… … no."

Qingming took a deep breath and looked ahead. Then, suddenly, he shook his head.

“But it’s odd.”

“What are you talking about?”

“There were so many warriors who said they would fight if they made eye contact, but there was no loud noise.”

"Hahaha. Are you kidding me?”

"Yes?"

The party team laughed out loud and said.

“The people who come here are usually those who want to leave a good impression on the volcano and Cheonwoomeng. It would be only natural that such people can’t act in a place where they have a party.”

“Ah, is it usually like that?”

“… … What's wrong with you?”

"Nope… … . Rather than something strange... … .”

Qingming looked at the distant sky.

- 아니, 이 새끼들이 사람을 초대해 놓고 이따위로 대접을 해? Come on, let's take down the signboard today! Come on, you bastards! I'm still wearing a conduit that doesn't even fit my head. Aren't you coming?!

“… … .”

Sorry, death penalty. I didn't even know that... … .

Qingming quickly lowered his head before another curse was heard from the sky.

“No, but… … .”

Then his face contorted.

“The number of guests is this full, so why hasn’t the Southern Wild Beast Palace arrived yet? Does this gentleman walk slow because he is big?”

"haha… … . The Beast Palace isn't too far away. It was delivered in advance, so it will arrive on time for the ceremony.”

“Ts. He said he would arrive soon.”

It was at the time when Cheong-myeong was just about to start complaining.

Suddenly, a loud roar began to be heard from the side of the prose.

"Yes? did you come?”

I was trying to pull out my neck to look at it, but at that moment, someone shouted out in a loud voice.

“Panga! Hebukpanga is here!”

"Five?"

Cheongmyeong was suing for a name he hadn't thought of.

“I sent an invitation, but I didn’t expect it to come.”

But the problem did not end there.

“It’s Cheongseong! Cheongseong-do has arrived!”

“Isn’t that open over there? That's right, right! Opening is coming!”

"Five! public! Co-op!”

At the familiar names that came from here and there, Cheongmyeong-do exclaimed with resentment.

“Only the coming of giants.”

With a determined face, the party took Qingming's sleeve and dragged it.

“I don't think this is the time! Let's go to prose!”

"Yes? why?"

“Those with a name need to be treated accordingly. It is not necessary for the chieftain to directly greet the guests, but it is better to have someone with a suitable name come forward. The fame of the Volcano Divine Dragon would not be proportional. hurry!"

“Ew. plaguy."

Cheongmyeong was dragged by the party and headed toward the prose, with a face that showed no sign of annoyance.

Those who were waiting to write a guest book and enter the volcano were making their way to the appearance of giants. And along the open road, members of the old file room and the Oh Dae-se family also entered the guards proudly.

chuck.

Cheongmyeong, standing in front of the prose, straightened her back.

'Hey!'

'Is that party crazy?'

'What do you think?'

The disciples of the volcano, who were busy guiding the visitors, found it and turned to stone in fright.

No, he can't push him into a corner, but he's taking him to a place where people's eyes are drawn.

'ruined!'

'Sue, you have to fix it!'

'Elder! Where have you been, elders?'

And that was the moment.

Qingming quietly put his hands together to perform a karate, and slowly pushed it forward.

“Welcome to the volcano. You have worked hard to come a long way.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Baekcheon, who was tired of blue, slowly opened his mouth.

The rest of the five swords standing next to him also looked at the scene with a soulless face.

“… … did you see Cheongmyung spoke like a human.”

“You didn’t even say half?”

“… … Is that what you mean by ‘courtesy’?”

For those who do not know Qingmyeong, this must be a natural sight, but those who knew him were all on the verge of falling out of their jaws.

Even the posture of taking the supremacy was flawless. To those who don't know, he will look like a disciple of a prestigious school who has received strict instruction.

Oh no. That's not really wrong though.

Those who were greeted stood out and looked at Cheongmyeong.

“My name is Paengak, the elder of Panga. May I ask who you are?”

“It is an honor to meet you, Elder. My name is Qingming, the third disciple of Hwasan.”

"Five? So are you that volcanic god dragon? What is the world’s first last index?”

Qingming smiled softly and shook his head lightly.

“It is just a false name. Hearing such words from the elder of Fanga, I am embarrassed to raise my head.”

"haha. As I heard, you are a talented person!”

White blood spurted out of Baekcheon's fist.

“… … I'd rather play the game, that bastard... … .”

“Nu, I won’t be able to open my eyes and look at you, Sasuk!”

“What did that bastard eat wrong?”

No matter what he did, when he saw Cheongmyeong suddenly transformed into the perfect son of a nobleman, his stomach turned upside down and he couldn't relax, and it almost caught fire.

'That abomination... … .'

I'm glad I didn't have an accident, but why are my stomachs so full?

However, despite their quiet cries, Cheong Myung still did not erase the soft and gentle smile as if painted.

“Drink inside. Moon-in Jang has been looking forward to your visit.”

“That’s a very nice thing to say. So, will you help us get to know the Jangmun-in and greet him?”

"It is an honour."

He swung once more and turned around.

Looking at the back of Cheongmyeong walking proudly, the audience chatted in small words.

“He has a very eccentric personality… … . Doesn't it look like that?"

“Aren’t rumors of Kang-ho always exaggerated in the first place?”

“I can see why volcanoes have such names. Your dedication is truly dazzling.”

“Hey… … . Kyeol... … .”

"Yes?"

In an instant, the people who followed the strange sound from the front tilted their heads and stopped talking.

However, Cheongmyeong walked around as if nothing had happened. His ears and neck were stained red.

“First of all, let me say hello.”

"Yes."

People who visited the volcano, led by Panga, entered the prose gate.

'By the way… … .'

Paengak looked around and frowned slightly.

'Why do all the volcano disciples have the same face?'

Somehow, the expressions on their faces were contorted and cruel. Paengak couldn't understand, so he just tilted his head.

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