Return of Mount Hua Sect

Will there be ghosts or monsters? (1)

Woo woo woo woo woo.

A strength like a river flows through the body.

The purest, clearest and purest energy in the world flows through the great veins, and then extends to the Kigyeongpalmaek, and finally begins to fill the whole body without leaving a single vein.

"after."

Inhale, exhale.

Ungi Tonap is the process of taking in external air through breathing, converting it into bet appropriate for one's martial arts, and accumulating it.

The inner strength that filled Cheong-Myeong's body jumped on the flow of Ja Ha-Kong and swung all over her body. The pure and clear energy that was built up by the succulents and the outside air absorbed by the horn fabric and perilla.

The energy that had been divided into three branches, which had not yet been completely mixed despite the constant purification until now, began to be absorbed little by little through the flow of self-harm.

At first it was like a small brook.

However, it was so clear and pure that just flowing through the body seemed to purify all the turbidity in the body and lead the qi to a higher level.

One wheel, another wheel.

Every time the inner strength flows through the body, the brook grows more and more. Suddenly, the energy that changed like a big river flowed.

This purple river will only grow bigger in the future. One day it will become a great river, and one day it will become a great sea. In the end, it will spread all over the world like a purple sunset that fills the sky.

“Whoa.”

At last, Cheongmyeong, who had finished ungong, took a deep breath. The expression on his face as he wiped his sweat-drenched face was a bit strange.

"this… … It’s really great.”

He rolled his eyes upwards.

“No, you mean you’ve been learning this good thing on your own until now? Where did you sell your conscience?”

- Hey, you bastard! I'll get used to it! uh? Ah-oh! really… … !

“Ah, it’s noisy.”

Qingming waved his hand, rested his chin on his chin and fell into thoughts.

'Didn't I just learn it right away?'

Jahaengong (紫霞神功) is definitely great.

It is a new work that can extract at least half the efficiency of the self-defense machine that gave him the prestige of swordsmanship in the past. It was definitely worth aiming for the position of the best god in the world.

It is said that Shaolin's Reverse Geunse Suyeong (易筋洗隨经) or Shaman's Sangcheong Taigeukshingong (上淸太極神功) and Yangui Mugeukshingong (兩儀無極神功) are said to be competing for the supreme power in the world. It was clear that he would not be left behind in the new work of the Munpa.

“Okay. the problem is… … .”

Qingming scratched his head and took a deep breath.

All martial arts have their own characteristics.

This is very natural. A new scholar who represents a school is bound to have the characteristics that are most suitable for unfolding the school's martial arts.

Naturally, Jahagong also has the most suitable form to unfold volcanic martial arts. Just by replacing the Shingong that the Volcano disciples are learning with JahainGong, they will be able to become at least half as strong. Regardless of your skill level.

That is why he was a great martial artist. The thought of whether it is possible to solve such a powerful new work without limit was enough to make me think like a kkondae.

the problem is… … It was in Cheongmyeong, not Jahain.

“Ah, this is unfortunate.”

The inner air of Cheongmyeong consists of the purest energy in the world. It cannot be said that it is completely pure because it has not yet been able to unite all the auras of perilla and hornweed, but even now, it was steadily increasing the amount of the clearest energy.

Do you unify all this history with your own work?

“I’m going to be incredibly strong right now.”

You will be able to unify the history that cannot be mixed with each other and fully utilize the history. In addition, there is no need to explain the effectiveness of those strengths since you can use them with nothing other than self-defense.

However, if that happens, color will inevitably permeate into the history of Cheongmyeong. It means that his history with the characteristic of purity (淸淨) has no choice but to become ordinary beyond a certain level.

“Okay… … . Does this happen?”

So far there haven't been any problems.

It was because Qingming was able to press and hold the muhaks that were not complicated in operation, such as plum blossoms, chilseonggong, and yukhapgong. Because of this, he was able to maintain the characteristics of the history of Cheongmyeong while operating such new craftsmen.

However, Gong Ja Hain differs from those of Martial Arts. No matter how clean he is, it is difficult to maintain the strength of Gong Ja Ha and the purity of his inner strength at the same time. In the end, I had no choice but to make a choice.

'What if?'

Cheongmyung clenched his chin and fell into anguish.

If he continues to raise the firepower of Prince Jaha, one day, all of his history will be dyed with the color of Prince Jaha.

Of course, that's not bad either. In the past, Cheongmyeong obtained the nickname of the Maehwa Sword Zone with only self-harm, and rose to the position of the best sword in the world. In addition to that, if you take into account Jahain's achievements, his experiences so far, and the foundation he has built incomparably with the past, he can become twice as strong as he was in the past.

'That's twice as much in the plum blossom zone.'

It is a level that could not have been imagined if it had been Cheongmyeong in the past. It was clear evidence that there was nothing wrong with what he had been doing since he was reborn. So, it would be better to say that the result is supremely satisfactory.

but… … .

“The problem is that Heaven can’t win though.”

Chongqing's face contorted.

That bastard was the root of all the problems. Just because he's twice as strong, there's no way he'll be able to face the devil. Because he's not human.

'How?'

If he just learns Zaha Shingong as it is, he can become more stable and stronger. This is flooring. No matter how wrong it is, it will unconditionally be twice as strong as it was in the past, and depending on how hard you try, you can even aim for more.

But… … What if we go in a direction where we can make use of all the characteristics of Jahaha and his history?

In fact, it's about clearing the floor.

If you do, you will lose all of Jaha's strengths. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to get back to the level that he had reached in the past. Because that's the law with broken martial arts.

But… … .

“If only you succeed… … .”

It is truly a dreamland.

It might be a clue to catch the shadow of the heavenly demon, who was so far away that he didn't even dare to look at it.

“Turn it off. It's great or it's crap... … .”

Cheongmyung ruffled his messy hair with an irritated hand, scratching his head.

“Oh, damn it! What's so complicated? If you get a good martial art, you can just cook it and count it, so why do you have so much to think about!”

Cheong-myeong, who had been tormenting his head until his hair was pulled out, quickly fell to the side in his cross-legged position.

dump.

“Okay.”

Cheongmyung, lying on his side with his arms crossed, grinned blankly as he stared into the air.

“I grew up a lot too.”

To say that twice as much plum blossom sword zone is sagebrush.

“If only I was twice as strong as I used to be… … .”

Then the volcano might not have collapsed. The death penalty could have been saved a little more, and there is a high probability that Qingmyeong didn't die either.

If that had been the case, Hwasan would have become the first gate in the world to surpass even the Shaolin, and commanded the strongest, based on the fame that it had blocked the heavenly demons and the power of Qingming, the number one sword in the world.

okay… … . That's not a bad result either.

But… … .

Cheongmyung, who blankly drew the scene, smiled bitterly.

“Can it be done with that?”

Die in moderation, survive in moderation, and only those who remain enjoy the glory? Who the hell could rejoice in such a half-glory?

Not a single drop is missed this time.

The sand you hold in your hand has no choice but to slip through your fingers?

Not even funny!

If you can't block it with your hands, just wrap it around with a wrapping cloth. If he couldn't do it, even if he had to bake it with clay, he didn't intend to let any of those who came into his hands let go.

“What’s wrong?”

Then you just have to push yourself a little.

Qingming turned his gaze slightly and looked at the tomb that was suddenly rising.

"Why? Do you think it's crazy?"

No answer was heard.

“If I was like the old days, I wouldn’t do this. ignorance is not a gamble You have to build it up steadily.”

Had the disciples of the volcano other than him made this choice, he would have smashed his head on the spot.

"By the way… … Now I can do it.”

Cheongmyeong captured the scene of the volcanic waves.

Right now, it will be slower than steadily learning the skills you have done. But as time goes on, we can go further. And the part he couldn't fill because he couldn't get stronger... … .

His gaze turned to the disciples of the volcano who were sweating profusely in the great dance hall. There was no laxity in the movements of those who practiced even though no one came forward to harass them.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Qingming's lips.

“… … They will fill in the gaps I didn't fill in. Even if it's a little daunting, I'll do it."

- It looks a thousand times better than the old death penalty, right?

“Is this kid?”

Qingming kicked the tomb and lifted his foot, then gently lowered it again.

“Okay. Yeah, that's not wrong."

Cheongmyung straightened his posture again and sat down.

In the past, he did not believe in the death penalty.

He never thought for a moment that they would do for him what he couldn't. He was the one who had to be protected by the death penalty, not because he was protecting him.

But the present day is different. He can entrust his back to the current executioners, who are incomparably weaker than the celadon ships of the past.

"therefore… … .”

In his two eyes, the determination is young.

“Let’s try it somewhere. Will there be ghosts or monsters?”

Qingming slowly began to contemplate his insides.

The foundation is your own work.

He had already transformed his plum blossom sword sword into his own interpretation and passed it on to the volcano. But this is a different matter from that.

This is different from the results of the plum blossom sword, and it should be muhak only for the sake of Qingming.

Disciples of other volcanoes cannot and should not be learned.

As Cheongjin said, it is a new work that cannot be passed down to future generations, only for the sake of Cheongmyeong.

'If I had to name it, Jaha Cheongmyeong Godong (紫霞靑明神功)... … .'

- no!

- do not do that! you bastard!

“Wow, Mr.”

No, what are you saying? How important is the name!

'… … To be honest, I was a bit nauseous.'

Then I'll name it later.

Qingming took a deep breath.

'It is not something that will happen just by making it blindly.'

We need to minimize the damage we need to see right now, and maximize the possibility of expanding as much as possible.

You don't have to follow a perfectly set path. The clarity of tomorrow will be stronger and better than the clarity of today.

Therefore, Shingong must also grow with Cheongmyeong.

'Don't try to be perfect.'

Perfection is the absence of possibility. What he had to choose was not the immediate perfection, but the infinitely stretched future.

Slowly sink inward.

quietly and still again.

The mountain birds that were busily flying over his shoulders, who slowly began to assimilate with nature, landed and rested their weary wings.

Until the sun rose to the middle of the sky, the red sunset set again, and the dark night colored the world, the closed eyes of Cheongmyeong did not know how to open again.

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