Return of Mount Hua Sect

Who is this touching? (5)

“It is a volcano.”

Beopgye looked up at the mountain peak with an eerie glance.

I had this feeling when I came to court in the past, but the volcano is definitely not a good place for a conduit to sit.

Don't the peaks towering towards the sky seem to threaten people rather than embrace them?

However, the legal community quickly shook their head to shake off their thoughts.

Now, he is on the way to celebrate the founding of Cheon Woo Meng under the orders of Jang Mun-in. He is better off not thinking in vain.

It was my job to quietly congratulate them and go back without revealing their presence as much as possible... … .

huh?

The legal world tilted its head at the strange scenery that suddenly passed by.

A group of people gathered at the prose gate, watching them anxiously ascending.

Of course, the whole trip to the volcano was tiring of crowds, so it wasn't unusual for people to gather there like that. The problem, however, was that those gathered there were quite familiar in the eyes of the legal world.

'Why over there?'

Judging by the colors, they look like characters from the old and the five generations, so why are those who are well received and are resting in the dormitory, who are not enough, gathered over there and stomp their feet nervously?

The more absurd thing happened next.

"Five. Come!”

“Come here!”

huh?

As he received the sudden gaze on his body, bewilderment appeared on the face of the legal community.

People from Goo Pilbang and the Five Generations rushed towards him and surrounded him in an instant.

“Ah, Amitabha. Why, why are you doing this?”

"long time no see! Law Elder!”

Even greetings were urgent. After giving a rough greeting and showing the minimum courtesy, they quickly opened their mouths.

“There is something I want to ask about in Shaolin.”

"Yes?"

"that… … Is it true that he, the disciples of Huashan, went to the North Sea to fight the Magyo?”

The legal world widened its eyes.

“That, that… … . where?"

“The king of Bukhae Ice Palace said it with his own mouth. Is that true?”

“… … Amitabha Buddha.”

The legal world, who was speechless for a moment, barely memorized only dissatisfaction and closed his eyes tightly.

'After all... … .'

He wasn't really trying to hide it. Huashan doesn't speak with his mouth, but it's strange that Shaolin is talking, so he just shut his mouth. Isn't it strange to make an announcement when no one asks first?

However, the news seemed to have exploded now.

“Is it true?”

“… … That’s right.”

The court nodded his head. If everyone already knew, there was nothing he couldn't confirm.

“Didn’t you ask for your cooperation by telling me the other day that a trace of magic had already been found in the North Sea?”

“… … .”

“It was a place not even the Shaolin could go to. So he turned to the volcano for help. Fortunately, thanks to the volcano to the North Sea, we were able to stop the remnants of the Magyo from escaping.”

“… … Huh.”

“At least… … .”

Seeing the resentment mixed in their gazes as they returned, the legal world softly chanted dislikes.

'Getting stupid.'

This situation would not have happened if the sects here at that time had given strength to the Shaolin and worked together to solve the problems in the North Sea. In retrospect, it happened outside of their eyes, so how can they react like this?

'Chief.'

It was vaguely understood why the court was protecting the volcano.

“Of course, it is a good thing to stop the magic... … . But, I don't think the news will be known now... … .”

“The reaction is unusual.”

“It seems that we need to respond at the text level.”

Seeing those who could not even hide their embarrassment, the legal community sighed a bit blatantly.

“Amitabha.”

I came here only to congratulate you, but my heart fell heavy from the start.

“… … .”

Cheongmyeong looked at Meng So and Seol Sobaek's faces in turn.

“… … Why?”

"Yes."

“So openly?”

“Ha ha ha ha ha.”

Meng-so exploded the wave of laughter.

“Frankly. Anyone who sees it will know that it is something that should be kept secret! It is something to be proud of, far from being ashamed of being known, why not say it!”

"anyway… … .”

Qingming clicked his tongue.

As I always feel, Mengso is not as stupid as it seems. He is very smart and quick to calculate.

Mengso is the one who fits the phrase "a fox in a bear's mask".

There is no way he would have brought up the plum blossom sword zone in front of so many people without any thought. Everything must have been calculated.

“I should have told you something beforehand.”

“Why?”

Meng-so chuckled as if hearing a funny story.

“I am not asking for permission to talk about Yunnan benefactors. Even if you are a disciple of the volcano.”

“Okay. Yes, but... … .”

That's me, you bastard! I'm Plum Sword Zone!

Wow, it seems like I haven't said this in a long time! people! I am that plum swordsman! I am the Plum Blossom Zone, and the Plum Blossom Zone is me!

"and!"

bang!

Then, Meng-so suddenly and violently struck Da-tak. It was a miracle that the teatak was still intact even after being beaten by the hand that looked like the lid of the pot.

“I couldn't stand the anger while I got here! Does it make sense that these ungrateful bastards don’t even know who the plum swordsman is!”

When they first learned that a human voice can make a roof shake, they secretly covered their ears.

“Awkward things! If the swordsman had not defeated the magic, they would not be alive by now! How could you say that you treat the volcano like this!”

“Well, calm down for a moment… … .”

“Am I really looking now! This is unimaginable in Yunnan!”

Meng-so, whose face was flushed red from his bubbly and suppleness, pounded the teacup again and again. Every time Meng-so slammed the side of his beloved teapot, Hyeon-jong's face gradually turned red and died.

“It’s like they’re going to get hit by this lightning bolt!”

Huh… … . That's right. That's right... … .

It's a little awkward for me to get angry with you because you're so angry... … .

It was then.

"Yes!"

"Eh?"

Qingming shook his head. Seol So-baek was clenching his teeth with a red-hot face.

“It is understandable to forget things of the past. But let's destroy that magician!"

“Remnant! leftovers! It’s not magic, it’s the remnant of magic!”

It's a remnant, you bastard! Don't call me a magician. That being said, it sounds like you've done a great job. That's not even the old volcanoes!

“Isn’t it the volcano that saved the North Sea and, furthermore, the Central Plains! If such a volcano creates new cysts, you can’t come and bow your head right now!”

“Hey, are you crazy?”

“Of course you are sane!”

“… … .”

“How did you see the liver so slowly!”

"I know yeah!"

Meng-so, who was a distraction, and So-baek, who was not yet grown, came together and took his hand.

Cheongmyung smiled brightly at the unbelievable sight.

'Are you okay?'

Is it really okay to get together with people without measures like this and make a blind?

Tang Gunak, who had been listening quietly, smiled bitterly and opened his mouth.

“If you don’t know, you should know.”

"Yes!"

"Yes."

“It is said that the reputation of the volcano was not high compared to what the volcano had achieved, but that has been the case. If we make known and respected the past and what the volcano has done today, then Kangho will do the same.”

Mengso snorted.

“Do those ungrateful ones understand that?”

“So!”

Sobaek... … . You can't get stained by that guy. Then the people of the North Sea will have a hard time. why are you here... … .

The first arrow returned to Qingming.

“Isn’t the dojang even angry? The peace they enjoy is the price the dojang risked his life for!”

“No, I don’t know, what should I do?”

“There is no way that no one knew! But this happened because everyone who knew the story kept their mouths shut! I am so angry.”

Seeing Seol So-baek, who dyed his face red as if he was really angry, and who was energetic, Cheong-myeong laughed.

“Wow… … .”

Sobaek Seol was talking about what happened in the North Sea, but to Qingming, it sounded like he was referring to a story from the past.

“Of course I am angry… … .”

Qingming shrugged his shoulders.

“Still, I have no intention of yelling for you to know.”

“Why?”

“Even if I knew, they wouldn’t come and help me when I needed it.”

“… … .”

Somehow, it was a young word of cynicism.

Seol So-baek looked at Cheong-myeong with blank eyes.

“It has a good reputation and a good compliment. But that doesn't help when you really need it. If that had been meaningful, the volcano would never have collapsed.”

“Ummm… … .”

“What you need is not someone to praise, but someone to lean on. therefore… … .”

Cheongmyung, who spoke softly, quickly smiled.

“Like the people gathered here.”

“Ah ha ha ha ha ha!”

Meng-so slammed his thighs as if satisfied

“That’s right. The Volcano Divine Dragon pierces the core like this once in a while. Usually, it’s a problem because I only stab myself in the amon.”

excuse me? I don't think there was any need to add a backstory, right?

Mengso stopped laughing and smiled.

“That’s not wrong. What matters is the essence. Because we are here to do that.”

“Yes, it is.”

Even Seol Sobaek nodded his head.

Tang Gunak added calmly to that.

“That’s why it’s Cheonwoomeng. Haven't you already been tired of a relationship where you only talk nice things to each other and then calculate the benefits afterwards?"

Everyone agreed with that statement and nodded his head.

“I think we are here to create a relationship where we can help each other, putting aside the benefits and the benefits.”

“That’s right.”

"That's right."

The three people's eyes focused on Hyeonjong.

“Jang Moon-in. I know it's not an easy position. However, the three sects here have only come together because of their relationship with the volcano. So, on behalf of Hwasan, Jang Mun-in, please rise to the position of the leader of Cheon Woo-men and lead everyone.”

It's already been decided.

However, this was the first time that the heads of the four factions had officially declared it at a gathering.

Hyeonjong, who was gently stroking the teacup, smiled.

“It’s a little different. Our lord.”

"Yes?"

“When people come together to trust and help each other, it is not appropriate to say that they lead. I’m just going to think I’m going to write a swordsmanship.”

"Ah… … .”

“Everyone, help the volcano. We will do our best to help everyone.”

At that, the three nodded their heads. They too were feeling it.

“Cheongmyung.”

"Yes?"

Cheongmyeong's head flashed at the call of Hyeonjong.

“Did this happen?”

"Well… … .”

Qingming scratched his cheek.

“I don’t know if this is the place for me to speak.”

“When did you ask about that?”

“Ha ha ha. You are pretending to know the case, Volcano God Dragon.”

“As expected, dojo! Be polite too!”

“… … .”

Among those people, Seol Sobaek, who he thought was the most hated, said with a twisted face.

“I think the old wave and the five generations must have looked like this at first.”

"Yes?"

“At first, they gathered together for good intentions, and it may have been a place to help each other in the first place.”

“… … .”

“But over time, relationships change, and other things get in the way.”

“That’s right.”

“Not now, but maybe in the future.”

They all nodded their heads with heavy faces as if there was some truth to it.

"therefore."

Paang!

Cheongmyung slammed the floor with a smirk.

“Let’s try not to be like that!”

"her."

“So that we can be each other’s strength.”

Everyone smiled without saying a word.

Even if you laugh on the outside, in the end, you have to think a lot about the relationship between the clan and the clan.

But hearing those words made me want to put all those things down for this moment. That was the power of clarity that brought all these people to this place.

Hyeonjong looked at Cheongmyeong with the most proud eyes and opened his mouth with a gentle voice.

“Cheongmyung.”

"Yes!"

Cheongmyung slit his neck slightly like a puppy waiting for praise.

“I saw earlier that you were speaking nonsense to the king who would be standing there.”

“… … .”

“Be respectful.”

“… … .”

Cheongmyung's head slowly returned to Seol Sobaek.

Seeing the young face staring at this side with an awkward face, Cheongmyeong struggled to hold back the tears that welled up in her eyes.

'My age… … How old am I?'

tell me what to do... … . tell me what to do

'The death penalty.'

I live like this... … .

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