Return of Mount Hua Sect

Who is this touching? (6)

“Is it true?”

"what?"

“It’s the story I heard earlier. It is said that the volcano has defeated the Magyo in the North Sea... … .”

“Then, shouldn’t we have come up with a word that doesn’t have anyone like the North Sea Ice King?”

“He still looked like a child, but maybe… … .”

The person who was speaking quickly closed his mouth for a moment. It was because the archery of Bukhae Ice Palace passing in front of him looked at him with fierce eyes for a moment.

As he hurriedly bowed his head and avoided his gaze, Binggungdo immediately turned his head again and moved.

The person next to him, who was holding his breath, gave me the noodles.

“Be careful with your mouth! His mouth!”

“Mi, I’m sorry.”

“Let’s hear it, isn’t the king of Bukhae Binggung related by blood like that of a noble family? Then it wouldn't be surprising if a young courtier appeared."

“Yeah, that’s right.”

The man glanced at him and opened his mouth.

“Anyway, if it’s true, isn’t it a huge thing? It’s nothing else, it’s the magician.”

“… … Could it be that we just found some magicians and dealt with them?”

“Yeah, man! Hokkaido must be sensible, but would you bow your head saying that you have been blessed with such a small amount of work?”

“I heard him, but… … .”

“It’s tedious. There is no way to check.”

“Why is there no way to check! Are there so many people here?”

"Yes?"

One sneakily gestured towards the archers of Binggung.

“It happened in the North Sea, so we should ask the people of the North Sea.”

“… … It's a bit awkward."

This is Bukhaebinggung Palace, which was rarely visited with Jungwon. Besides, I couldn't speak easily because I was a foreigner.

“What's wrong with that! They also came to participate in the opening ceremony of Cheon Woo Meng, so should they be angry? Let me ask you.”

As he spoke curiously, he rolled his eyes and looked at his eyes, then gently called up a Binggungdo that was passing in front of him.

"there… … .”

“What happened?”

Then Binggungdo turned his head to look at them.

"I… … Can I ask you something?”

“Yes.”

The man who swallowed dry saliva quickly opened his mouth.

“A little while ago that… … It is nothing other than the words of the prince of your ears.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hey, are you there? It is said that a volcano in the North Sea has defeated the Magyo... … .”

Binggungdo then nodded his head.

“That’s the story.”

“Yes, yes! Is that true?”

Binggungdo's eyes narrowed slightly when the man asked the question with a bright color.

“Are you suspecting that the palace lord of the main palace has spoken nonsense?”

“No! No! Could it be? You are saying it is unfair.”

The cold wave emanating from Binggungdo was startled and the man quickly added a word.

“It’s not like that, I was curious about how many people who were the remnants of that magic cult… … .”

Silence passed for a moment. Binggungdo frowned as if in disbelief.

“You really don’t know anything?”

“That’s what we heard… … .”

Binggungdo and Songwon sighed softly.

'They are really irresistible people.'

Are you saying that he didn't boast even a single word after making such a huge ball?

No matter how much the ball is promoted, it is just an ideal. Most people can't stand it because their mouth is itchy even when they put up a small ball.

“How big was the remnant?”

A small smile appeared on Songwon's lips as the man whispered to him.

'Don't put the ball out there.'

Is it said that it is good to hide one's own merits and to praise others' achievements? If a volcano follows a line, then he had no reason not to follow the line.

“What kind of thing is that… … .”

Song-Won began to recount what had happened in the North Sea, with a slight twist.

“That’s how it happened.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

All of a sudden, the crowd gathered around Songwon could not even open their mouths silently.

“… … Lord, are you bishop?”

"exactly."

“Lord, bishops and more than two hundred magicians. Oh my gosh… … .”

that's great power

When they heard that the volcano had blocked the magic bridge in the North Sea, everyone who thought they would have caught a few leftovers at best was not able to come to their senses at the secrets that flowed out of Songwon's mouth.

“Is that really true?”

“North Koreans don’t lie.”

“No, of course. But it's so great... … .”

“And all this I have seen with my own eyes. I also participated in that last battle.”

“… … .”

Song-won frowned, noticing that the suspicions in his gaze were mixed.

“I cannot show you what I have seen, but there is a way to show you what I have been through.”

"Yes?"

Song-won began to untie his upper garment.

'Yes?'

The people around him were a little fussy about the unknown behavior, but Songwon opened up his shirt instead of answering.

“Huh!”

"I… … I!"

His fully exposed upper body was engraved with a black scar like a thick snake like a tattoo. Even though it had already healed, the pitted wound perfectly proved that he had crossed the line and stood here.

“Oh, that wound… … .”

“Right. Wounds from the battle with the demon cult.”

At first glance, it was a wound that wasn't too long ago.

gulp.

The sound of nervous swallowing was clearly heard here and there.

"Oh my gosh… … . It was all true.”

“The volcano… … .”

Seeing the fast-changing atmosphere, Songwon folded her clothes and put a wedge.

“If Volcano Five Gum had not come, the North Sea would have been a land of death. None of the North Sea people would have survived, and by now, Jungwon would not have survived either.”

“… … .”

At first glance, this sounded absurd.

What makes such a difference with only five of them applied?

But no one refuted his words. What sect in the world would lower their sect in order to praise Tamun?

The fact that those words came out of the mouth of no one else, Binggungdo, meant that the volcanic ball was that big.

“So, not only Binggung but also Jungwon should thank Hwasan. If you don't know grace, you're just like an animal, right?"

Songwon, who left a sharp word, turned again and walked away.

“… … It’s all true.”

The words of someone groaned clearly penetrated people's minds.

“Did you say you didn’t know Chuck Ma Oh Girl?”

“… … .”

Gong Man-ri looked into the eyes of the beast archer who turned toward me and shrugged her neck like Zara.

Even blatantly, 'What are all these assholes?' It was the first time I received the look in my eyes that said.

"under… … .”

As the beast archery smiled in vain, the strong fine muscles attached to the copper-colored arms twitched together.

“No, yes. Let's say you can't know about Chuck Ma O'Girl. But you don't know the plum blossom zone? Do people in Jungwon live with their eyes closed and their ears covered? How can you not know the plum blossom zone? Thanks to him, those who were born and are alive!”

“… … .”

“I heard that the people of Central Park value politeness and morality, but that was bullshit! How can you be so proud to say that you don't know the plum swordsman who defeated the demons and defeated the heavenly demons? How pathetic it is!”

“… … .”

Gong Man-ri, who received the blatant contempt for the first time in his life, for the first time in his life, after saying, 'Who is the plum swordsman that your palace lord spoke of earlier?'

“It’s the first time I’ve heard this… … .”

"what?"

Then the beast archery's eyes gleamed. Gong Man-ri took a step back without realizing it, at his momentum, who had turned into a hungry wolf in an instant.

“How can a midwife not know the plum blossom swordsman! How many demons his sword defeated, how many bishops he defeated, and how many sects he saved! God damn it!”

When a loud noise began to be heard, the disciples of the volcano ran to them in amazement.

“Uh, what’s going on?”

"no! These idiots don't know the plum blossoms!"

"What?"

“Doesn’t Jungwon-in know about the plum blossom sword zone?”

"Crazy?"

Hearing that they did not know the plum swordsman, the beast archers rushed to the spot. The force was so ferocious and bloody that it seemed that it would be enough to catch and tore someone to death.

“Is this little one?”

“Who do you know?”

“Let me know?”

Gong Man-ri, surrounded by the beast archers who rushed in in an instant, became contemplative and looked at the Mundo of the volcano.

“Sah, save me!”

“Yeah, you saved me! Plum Swordsman! But who do you know?”

“Gee, calm down!”

Yoonjong stopped the beast archers in a cold sweat. I felt it when I visited the Beast Palace the other day, but their respect for the plum blossoms was to the point where even Hwasan could not keep up.

Even Hwasan does not have a separate shrine for Plum Blossom Zone, isn't there a shrine for Plum Blossom Swordsman at Beast Palace?

'Looking back, it seems that there was no shrine that enshrines the kings of their past generations.'

I was so nervous at the time, so I let it go, but looking back, how amazing is it to even build a shrine to commemorate someone from another school who is not the ancestor of the monk?

“Be smart! Maehwa Swordsman has defeated the past magic and saved Joongwon and Sae-oe! This is the plum blossoms of this volcano!”

"Yes! Yes! I knew! I knew for sure!”

“Isn’t that right?”

“I don’t think I know anything yet!”

“Should I have it engraved on my body?”

As the beast archers pushed their eyes wide-eyed as if threatening the distance, Yoonjong shouted in amazement.

“You must not do that to those who came as guests or dogs!”

Then, as if a lie, the Beast Archers wiped their hands and quickly retreated back.

“Stand back!”

“It is the word of the volcano. Release me!”

"Yes!"

It was as if there had never been anything like that. Gong Man-ri, who managed to escape from the pressure, lost strength in his legs and slumped down on the spot.

“Ts. If this was Yunnan, I would have taken him to a dark place.”

“Or they threw it into the snake’s den.”

“Ah, I’m sorry.”

“… … .”

At the murmuring of the beast archers, the complexion of the middle-class people became pale blue. Yoonjong smiled and looked up at the sky.

'Don't call the Beast Palace.'

Regret is always too late, no matter how early.

As the Binggungdos conveyed in detail how outstanding the volcanoes were in the North Sea, and the beast archers opened their eyes and began to praise the plum blossoms, the suspicions of those gathered here grew.

It was all absurd.

If someone else had said this, or if Hwasan had told this story himself, he would have snorted without hearing any more.

However, it was the Beast Palace and the Bing Palace that told this story.

Beast Palace lived with a wall with the middle garden, and Bing Palace built and lived in a world of their own in that barren land. How could such people be so passionately protective of what they have to gain by climbing up a volcano?

That being said, that statement is pretty close to the truth... … .

“Was the volcano such a great sect in the past?”

“Then why wasn’t this known?”

“Oh, no. Actually, I've never heard of it. Volcanoes in the past were stronger than shamans.”

“I thought it was just the words of the luxuryists who like to make up their own words… … .”

“No, will there be smoke coming out of the open chimney?”

“Why did such a clan have collapsed to such a degree that they were kicked out of the old file room?”

“It’s downfall! Have you heard of what the volcano has done in the North Sea? How could a fallen clan do such a thing! Besides, not long ago, I even won a secret dance with a shaman!”

“Yeah, that’s right. Yes."

“Now I understand. I thought the shaman was dealing with the volcano appropriately, but apparently it wasn't. It was so absurd that the elder of the shaman had been defeated by the third disciple, so I didn't believe it.

"Yes! Yes!"

Baek Cheon, who was watching the rapidly changing atmosphere, smiled softly.

'They said they would know it someday, even if they didn't have to.'

If the volcano had been preaching their own balls, this would never have happened. It was frustrating and unfair at times, but this kind of reaction came back thanks to just being patient and walking quietly.

'The opening ceremony will be a success.'

It seemed that there would be no major problems in the future if we could maintain and lead such a favorable response.

But… … . As with all world affairs, accidents are bound to happen wherever people gather.

“What are you talking about? You savage!”

In an instant, the sound of the piercing in his ear caused Baekcheon's head to spin like lightning.

'What?'

I saw that there were people there too, but I wondered if Binggungdo or Beast Archery opened up a storyboard again. But, apparently, it was not such a simple situation.

“Where these filthy aliens keep their necks stiff! I don't even know the subject!"

Baek Cheon was astonished at the rude remark, unaware that it was a good line to be observed.

'What is that... … !'

And my heart was filled with anger. But Baek Cheon's anger quickly turned to other concerns.

He quickly glanced around.

Baek Cheon had an obligation to finish this event perfectly no matter what. It was said that we should never allow an accident to happen.

However, in this volcano, even small accidents can inflate into large ones in an instant.

'No?'

aren't you here

Baekcheon's face, which was getting tired of white, instantly felt a sense of relief.

'okay. Come on, hurry up. We must deal with that bastard before he arrives!'

Baekcheon quickly moved toward the side where the incident occurred. Regardless of whether it was stopped or kicked, he had to fix it first.

But, sadly, sad premonitions are usually not wrong.

“What, you bastard?”

At the familiar voice that was clearly heard, Baekcheon stopped in dismay.

“Who is this touching? Did the liver rupture because you couldn't pour it out?! Hey! Come here! Kwok-san, come!”

Even without my eyes, I could intuit what was going on, and I could foresee what was going to happen.

Now I was worried and everything was gone and I was sad.

'O primordial celestial lord.'

Why is that bastard always in the place of an accident?

Why!

no! Why hey hey hey!

No one was able to give an honest answer to the question.

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