Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 692

The world is not alone. (1)

Smooth and shiny.

“… … .”

It's usually nice to see a bright face.

Of course, there are some ignorant people who don't understand the atmosphere and ruin the atmosphere by laughing when they shouldn't laugh. But, at least now, it wasn't like that.

By the way… … .

'Can a person look so gentle? I think you are a Bodhisattva... … .'

'It looks more round.'

It couldn't have been more bizarre.

Hyeyeon, who becomes one of the scariest people in the world when using martial arts, can usually look cute and round like this.

His pale face was full of fat, and his expression was so bright that everyone who saw it was in a good mood.

There was only one thing that bothered me a little... … .

Jo-Geul said with a trembling face.

“Still, I’m a monk, and people shouldn’t become so gentle just because they ate some meat… … .”

“Uh-huh!”

"Shh!"

“Joe club!”

Jo-Geul's mouth twitched at the voices of criticism pouring in one after another.

"no… … If I only ate meat, it wouldn't make sense anymore. But yesterday at the bar, he drank it with the force to just drink all the alcohol in the volcano by himself.”

“… … .”

“Is the monk okay? Still, your name is a monk?”

“Are you still a guru, ma?”

“… … If you say that, I have nothing else to say.”

Jo-Geul patted her stomach and grimaced.

“It’s weird, it’s weird. I am still dizzy and nauseous from the alcohol I drank yesterday.”

“… … In fact, so am I.”

“I feel like I’m going to vomit if I hit it.”

“Wow… … .”

The disciple of the volcano, whose complexion was darkened, looked helplessly at the people of other sects passing through the dance hall.

“How could it be that only sects like that get together… … .”

Not only Hyeyeon, but they were also weird.

Even the disciples of the volcano were confident in their drinking. Wasn't it the volcano where Qingming made the immortality of two lives a virtue under the influence of the gnome?

The problem, however, is that the other clans who drank alcohol against the volcano yesterday were not all happy.

first of all.

Danga basically deals with poison and memorization. Therefore, it is essential to have a knack for detoxification. In order to develop tolerance to poison, yangbans who commit bizarre things by mixing a small amount of poison with rice since childhood could not easily get drunk just by drinking a little bit of alcohol.

and Namman Beast Palace.

The yangbans had no reason or logic.

Anyone who sees the archers of the Southern Wildlife Palace in front of their eyes will say, 'Ah, these nobles will eat their horses while drinking, and eat ten pounds of meat as snacks.' 'Cause I can't help but think

However, it was not those two factions that shocked the people of the volcano the most.

Even if you look at these two sects alone, they are not inferior to anywhere else in the world, but the archery of Bukhae Binggung easily transcended that dimension.

- Is this alcohol?

- In the North Sea, even a three-year-old child would not drink such a weak drink because it was bland!

- Bring alcohol, not water!

“… … It was great.”

“Is soy sauce made of iron… … .”

“I heard that they drink strong alcohol in colder regions, but I don’t think it would be that much… … .”

In front of the archers at Bukhae Ice Palace, both Tang and Beast Palace raised their hands.

Still, they look a bit cold and ungrateful, but even after drinking strong alcohol from a bowl, their expression does not change, which was enough to make the viewers tired of them.

“If you know what it is, isn’t Seol Gungju too strong to drink?”

“… … You think so? Yesterday, I saw that you had a great work with the Lord of the Beast.”

“Hey, he’s so naive and… … .”

“Uh-huh! you are the king Be careful.”

“… … tt Until recently, he was my brother.”

Jo-Gal licked her lips as if it was a pity. Then he frowned again and muttered.

“Anyway, uh… … My stomach hurts and I die.”

The disciples of Huashan had to drink more alcohol than other members of the clan.

As the drinking party deepened, Dangga, Yasugung, and Bukhae Binggung became close and drank together.

Baek Cheon, too, was constantly receiving and receiving drinks that were filled in the glass, but by the time the drinking party was over, he almost lost consciousness.

“So what about the others?”

“… … It's all stretched out, huh?"

“… … .”

“Soso went to wake her up a while ago, so she will be back soon. If you don't want to be stabbed in the head, you'll get up."

Baekcheon nodded and looked at the other clans gathered in the dance hall.

The power of those who walked staggeringly did not feel like a feather. The way they first entered the volcano and how they lined up in front of the middle class felt like a lie.

“Woah, ooh!”

“Hey! You must not vomit here!”

“Turn it off… … . water. Somebody get some cold water... … .”

“Wow hey hey hey!”

“Hey, damn it!”

Baekcheon's cheeks trembled as he watched silently.

As the people with yellow faces staggered and gathered in the dance hall, the smell of alcohol made their noses ache.

'Why… … .'

Those wearing green robes have the same status as a god of death in Sichuan, and those wearing animal fur vests are those who inspire greater fear than wild beasts in southern Manchuria.

that white... … . white… … . Uh, Mr. Wash your clothes, what is that?

Anyway, those who originally wore white clothes were in the North Sea… … . hey, let's not talk

Anyway, seeing such yangbans pickled with a hangover and vomit here and there, my heart was pounding and I felt like a thousand dollars.

'Why is everyone like this when they go to a volcano? Is the ground here bad?'

At that moment, the first person to come to his senses called out.

“Stand up, you bastards! straight... … . Whoops! straight... Right away… … .”

“Cow, don’t shout. My head is ringing.”

“Someone peeed here! This madman has to drink enough... … . huh? A dog from the Palace of the Beast? Ah… … . Then you can.”

I can't, you idiots! Dog piss in the duct! What nonsense is this!

Even just last night, Baekcheon realized with his whole body the words of friendship that sprouts in the cups of wine that come and go. But now I have only one thought.

'I hope it all goes out soon.'

Yes, this is the true face of friendship. Just looking at each other makes me upset! Isn't it the case when Cheong Myung sees him?

“… … What about our kids?”

“I’m here.”

Baek Chen slowly turned his head.

And then he shut his eyes tightly.

The disciples of the volcano were approaching the dance hall, clothed and barefoot, almost crawling.

'Is it really a good thing to create Cheonwoomeng?'

Could it be that things that do not have an answer even if they are separated one by one have become lumped together?

“Turn it off… … . Sa, Sasuk… … . I think I'm going to die... all."

“Well, what kind of alcohol did you bring so much… … .”

Baek Cheon looked at the disciples and smiled sweetly.

"Guys."

"Yes?"

“If you don’t want to lose yourself, go over there and stand up straight. Be sure to keep in mind the fact that a staggering person will also twist your future life.”

“… … ∅.”

Everyone struggled to get their posture right and headed to the gymnasium. Baekcheon looked at the distant mountain peak.

'Why always... … Is it like this?'

Why the hell?

The leaders of Cheonwoo Meng, who somehow lined up, and the chiefs who were trying to somehow hold on to the dignity that escaped from the body faced each other.

It was clear that the emotions of the beast archers looking at the wrinkled face of Mengso would be very complicated. Of course, there was a time when Cheongmyung fell while having a drink with him, but seeing it like that twice won't get you used to it.

However, even this would not be able to dare to compare with the hearts of the people of the Tang family who looked at the Tang military music that had lost the vitality of their faces.

Tang Gunak's legs were trembling slightly, even if he ate enough poison to annihilate the herd of water buffalo.

'What the hell did you drink?'

'Look at your wrinkled face... … .'

'Oh my gosh… … . Lord.'

Of course, Hyeonjong's face was no longer of this world. Even so, the volcanic students were able to take pride in the fact that Cheongmyeong was maintaining a good-looking face.

But… … It was clear who the victor in this hellish alcohol battle was.

“Standing!”

“Stand up straight!”

“After all, you are the king!”

The North Sea Ice Archers had the momentum to rush at Seol So-baek at any moment and slap him.

In fact, the fact that such a young Gungju was caught among the terrifying human beings, drinking and maintaining consciousness, was enough to make him proud. Seol So-baek really did his job.

Perhaps Seol So-baek had the same thought, and he smiled proudly with a dead face. Seeing the corners of his mouth twitch strangely, Cheong Myung twisted his face.

“Okay, I could have sent you away with just one more bottle.”

There were several people here who would normally have been beaten straight away, but none of them could afford to beat him. This is not to say that even a sound was wrong, but because it seemed like something else was going to pop out.

Tang Gunak said with a blank expression on his face.

“The lord… … . Say something.”

Then Hyeonjong, who was looking down at the disciples from the platform, opened his mouth weakly. But he couldn't say anything, and then he covered his mouth with his hand, turned and crouched like a shrimp.

Tang Gunak murmured softly.

“… … Sorry. I did something... … .”

At that moment, Meng-so shook his head.

“Horse and Nabal… … let's go home."

“… … The disciples don't seem to be feeling well, but taking a day off... … .”

“If you smell the vibrating alcohol here, even a normal yangban will get drunk.”

… … Everyone nodded at Mengso's words.

Mengso spoke with a pale complexion.

“It’s not that we won’t see you again just because we’re going this time, and we’ll see you again soon, so don’t waste your time.”

Tang Gunak agreed and nodded. And he added without forgetting the main part.

“Don't forget the conversations we had yesterday. I will proceed with what I said in consultation with the Volcano Wave.”

“Believe me. Eww… … . Oh, I believe.”

dump.

"Gosh! Sobaek ah!”

“Seol Palace! Calm down!”

“Soso! Where are you?”

At that time, Seol So-baek finally gave up and collapsed. When there was a commotion, Hyeonjong took advantage of the gap and threw his head behind the podium and vomited in vain.

Seeing this absurd sight, Baekcheon smiled.

“It’s bullshit.”

Kung! Kung Kung!

no. Not real dogs, you bastards! Why the hell did you bring a dog to the volcano, a dog!

A mess, a chaos, a bi-gyu-hwan, a crippled dog… … .

No matter what he said, it all worked out.

Taking advantage of the devastation that was taking place on the podium, a number of people sat down on the podium. In Baek Cheon's head, Cheon Woo Meng's future was dyed in darkness.

In such a way, the three sects who visited the volcano began to escape through the prose gates. The dignifiedness of entering for the first time was despairing of where he had gone and the steep road.

“Well then, everyone! see you again."

“Go with caution!”

“I wish you all the best!”

“You must be safe on your way!”

They also did not forget to exchange good words with each other. However, his warm words, warm expression, and heart were completely different.

'I will never pee on the volcano again.'

'Never come next time. I'll have to send the others.'

'If possible, do not come again.'

'It must be difficult.'

Everyone had a business smile and very unnaturally promised the next. Tanggunak and Mengso in the lead waved their hands, and Seol Sobaek, which was loaded on the cart given by Hwasan, raised their hands laboriously without raising their head.

Baekcheon murmured as he saw those who finally started descending the mountain.

"By the way… … Can everyone go down a volcano with that body?”

“… … .”

“I would have to climb a cliff.”

I saw three different factions leaving Jo-Gul, Yoon-Jong, and Yu-Seol with slightly subtle gazes.

“… … Do you want to die?”

"Yes?"

Baekcheon frowned slightly and turned his head.

“Let’s go in.”

“… … .”

“First, take the long-time doorman to the place of residence. Girl, you’re getting some honey water.”

“… … Yes."