Return of Mount Hua Sect

Oh my God, the volcano is going down. (2)

Cheongmyeong's head turned.

"Ah……."

There are people!

It was good news to hear after a month of being revived. There were people living in the volcano that I thought was destroyed.

Quick profit!

A heavy, rotten wooden door opens with an annoying squeaking noise. And through the half-open door, the Doin, who had refined the black conduit, stuck out his head.

“……”

"No, what child?"

it's stealing

In a word from his man, Qingming was convinced that this man was a true Taoist. Because in the last month he's hardly ever been told he's a child.

- No, what bastard are you?

- You look like a kid?

- Is the beggar traveling alone?

'It's his beggar.'

The beggar was old and not young. He is just a beggar, whether young or old. Even by looking at his appearance, where he was dripping with fire, just calling him 'Ai' instead of 'Beggar', this person deserved to be recognized as a Doin.

A middle-aged swordsman who looked to be in his forties turned his head and looked around him. Then he looked at Cheongmyeong with a puzzled face.

"Are you alone? How did you come up here alone?"

"Uh... that's..."

Qingming stuttered his words.

'Did you just come up?'

He wanted to say that there was nothing he couldn't do with his guts, but it wasn't the right word for the current situation.

With a skinny body of Cheong-Myeong, no matter what I say, there is no choice but to raise suspicion. But he doesn't even need to make excuses. In this case, the important thing is not to make excuses, but to take the lead in the conversation.

"More than that, there is one thing I want to ask you."

"Yes?"

The priest rolled his eyes.

It deserves it.

He would be shocked to find a child alone in a place where even an adult could not easily climb, but how could it not be absurd when the child said that he would ask a question in the first place?

"Are you a volcanic swordsman?"

"...how do you know the name of the volcanic wave?"

"Is that correct?"

"For now, it is."

Qingming let out a sigh of relief.

'It's not that bad!'

Of course, it must be on the verge of destruction. Just by looking at the twists and turns of the prose, you can see a rough angle. But it is important that he is not ruined yet.

'Anyway, it means that the lineage is continuing.'

Qingming made his decision.

First of all, a volcano somehow… … .

"Come in at once."

"Yes?"

Qingming shook his head. Doin said with a kind smile.

"Isn't the sun going down?"

"……Huh?"

By the way, it was already getting dark all around.

“The night of the volcano is cold. The day has not yet risen, but if you try to spend the night poorly, you are likely to freeze to death. Going down the mountain from now on would be unreasonable. Although this place doesn't accept foreigners right now, you can't hit the night dew on the guests who know the name of the volcano."

Qingming rolled his eyes.

What makes it so easy?

… … Come to think of it, there is no reason for them to be wary of Qingming. Is there any need to be wary of a young beggar who can't even eat blood and is likely to collapse at any moment?

"If no one is coming with you and you don't have a plan, let's go in first. You can listen to the story after that."

Qingming was a little dazed.

I feel like something is ripping.

There are hardly any traces of the checkpoint volcanic wave that commanded the world, but the fire of the Domunro volcano that supported the volcano before the checkpoint had yet to be extinguished.

'okay. That's it.'

What's the point of making a name for yourself with a sword? Volcanoes were gates before they were checkpoints. If the gate is connected, the volcano is still alive.

"Then I will trouble you."

Qingming lightly lowered his head, and his man smiled and opened the door.

"Come here."

"Yes. Before that, I..."

Qingming bit his lips.

What should I introduce?

'I do not know. No doubt.'

"My name is Cheongmyeong. If it's not rude, may I ask for the name of the dojo?"

"Cheongmyeong. That's a good name. Bondo is called Unam (雲唵)."

'Unja ship.'

Blue's eyes twinkled.

'The distribution has already gone one lap. If it's an Unja boat, is that guy my great-grandson?'

The volcano follows the baeja of Qingming Hyeonunbaek (淸明玄雲白). It goes back to the celadon porcelain boat after going around once from the celadon boat to the white porcelain boat.

It has already been four generations since Qingming, the master of the volcano called Unam.

'Then you must have never seen me.'

The last disciples of the volcano he saw were the wise ships. At that time, the ships of the wise men were the three great disciples, so that master named Unam had never seen him in the past.

It felt like so many years had passed.

Qingming will lead the volcano with the death penalty... … . No, the child who couldn't even climb the volcano at the time when death penalty was an obstacle to leading the volcano is now being met by the volcano's master.

He would not be able to feel this strange feeling without him.

Qingmyeong was guided by Unam and entered through the prose gate.

"Whoa."

He sighs deeply. It feels a little burdensome to see the current volcano with your own eyes.

Cheongmyeong vowed and vowed again.

'Let's be calm.'

Considering what they left behind on the volcano and the circumstances of their return, it was not strange that the volcano was open. No, on the contrary, it was normal.

But it's not their fault.

It was their fault that they annihilated them, leaving only the children who could not properly hold the sword.

In other words, to be honest, Qingming has no right to be angry with these children. Rather, you should be sorry.

If Qingming had been in a situation like these, would he have struggled to protect the volcano? He must have dug his name out of a thief and went to a shaman. Isn't that common sense?

'Yeah, by what qualification can I blame these children?'

Growing up, not being able to lead the children on the right path, and getting angry that the child did not achieve success? That was shameful.

No matter what happens, you have to be aware that you are responsible and accept the situation with an open mind.

"Whoa."

Taking a deep breath, Qingming walked inside.

Before long, a wide dance hall spread out in front of him.

'iced coffee.'

The feeling was new. In the past, didn't Cheongmyeong-do nurture his dreams by wielding his sword in this vast gymnasium?

The floor was minced with that pure white bluish stone... … .

"……Huh?"

Qingming rubbed his eyes.

blue stone? That white blue... … . No, where did you go?

Qingming's eyes trembled.

'Why the dirt floor?'

In the past, the floor of this gymnasium was filled with solid azure stone.

The death penalty was dissatisfied with the fact that the floor of the gate, which was supposed to be frugal, was made of expensive blue stone, but it was also unfortunate that children practiced while drinking dirt, so he did not insist on removing it.

But why did all the blue stones disappear?

Was it possible that the volcanic long sentence of the time was more straightforward than the long gate sentence? So, did you remove all the blue stones?

"Whoa, whoops."

Blood was welling up on the forehead of Qingming.

'Let's be calm.'

composure. Let's be calm again. What's the point of that blue stone?

'Yes, it must be a lump of stone.'

No matter how expensive that blue stone was! Even if they say that the death penalty was expensive enough that the masterminds were harassed for training by trampling on stones that were more expensive than the people's monthly grain price... … .

People are born and stones are born, stones are born and people are born... … . Ah. Stones and people may have been born.

anyway!

'If you are in a hurry, you can sell it.'

It's important for the volcano to survive. It's not important to protect those stones. It's not really important... … .

'Let's be calm.'

"Whoop. Whoop."

He took a deep breath as slowly as possible. Thank you to those who have kept the name of the volcano even though they sold those stones... … .

At that moment, the eyes of Chongqing popped out.

Another strange scenery caught my eye.

'Where did you go to Geumcheongung?'

I can't see the Geumcheongung Palace.

'Oh, I can't see, what kind of bullshit is this?'

Geumcheongung is a building, not a living creature. Isn't that where you can run and run?

However, no matter how much you look at it, the place where Geumcheongung used to be was a barren vacant lot.

"……I."

"Well?"

"I, there."

Qingming's trembling fingertips pointed to the vacant lot where Geumcheongung should have been originally.

"Bae, the layout seems a little strange... Wasn't there anything there from the beginning?"

"Ummm. It looks like you can see that with your eyes. Originally, there were buildings in that vacant lot."

it would have been

But where did they all go?

"Heh heh. It's not a story that you, young, would know."

Talk to me, man! I don't know why! I know better than you!

"Don't say it's just a wound of glory. It's a little embarrassing for a sage to speak of glory."

"...Glory freezes to death."

"Yes?"

"it's nothing."

Cheongmyung muffled his words.

The appearance of the volcano where the blue stone flew away and the engravings disappeared was desolate itself. Even if a light breeze blows, the soil from the gymnasium is blown up, creating a yellow sandy wind.

is this a volcano? this?

I'll believe it even if it's a magician, you rotten bastards.

"Turn it off."

"Where are you sick?"

"Oh, no. Nothing. Nothing."

Qingming took a deep breath. Every time I inhaled, the sand breeze came into my mouth, and it was very sweet and good.

"little."

"Well?"

"It seems desolate..."

"Is that so?"

Unam smiled sadly. The look of his bittersweet pierced painfully in Chungmyeong's eyes.

'okay… … . It must have been.'

something shuddered

If you think about it, the people who protected the volcano like Unam were the ones who suffered the most from the collapse of the volcano. If he had the ability, how could he have allowed the serpent to decline, and without affection, how could he have been protecting the decrepit?

'You must have suffered the most.'

Just thinking about it makes my heart feel a little lighter.

No matter how great the impact of Qingming may be, it is nothing compared to the sorrow that those who have been protecting the volcano must have suffered. So don't be shy

"Come here."

"……Yes."

"If a visitor comes, a place to give them a rest is the right place, but the volcano is a gate, so there is a law that guests must follow. I understand the desire to take a break, but first, pay okwon and do research."

Qingming nodded his head.

Okcheonwon is the place where the investigation of the volcanic eruption of the volcano, the investigation of the great bulwark (?

大通), is enshrined.

Although the numerous temples on the volcano have their own importance, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no place more important than Ogwon Won.

If Qingming did not let go of the awareness that he was a disciple of Hwasan, it was only natural for him to enter the Ogcheon Won as soon as he entered the volcano and learn about it. I'm thankful that Unam came forward in a situation where it was difficult to speak directly... … to do.

Unstable.

Because there were so many things I'd already seen, I wasn't happy at all to spend an okwon. The entire volcano is a reprint, but what is the difference between an investigation and an investigation?

'Let's not be surprised.'

I took a deep breath beforehand. I promised myself that I would never be surprised no matter what happened.

"Come in."

"Yes."

Cheongmyeong, who has been in control over and over again, entered the Okcheon Won.

And then he stopped there.

Ock Won was cut short. All he could see were the portrait of the abuser, the incense burner, and the objects placed in front of him.

Like a Daoga, he looked so frugal.

frugal... … .

Yeah, it's terribly frugal.

A moan escaped from Qingming's mouth. Soon his body began to tremble.

"Uh, where..."

Candlesticks made of gold that the golden emperor gave to the abusive investigator were not seen, and the scrolls made with handwritten characters before the start of the race disappeared.

The gold-encrusted chamber, and the paintings that filled the hall, all disappeared.

But that wasn't what really surprised Cheng-Ming.

“Wow… here.”

no way.

nope where would you put it

Qingming pointed in front of the altar with his trembling hands.

"Yes?"

“Wow, Ko, didn’t there be a flower here?”

"Flower?"

"...Yes. Flowers!"

"How do you know that?"

"Hey, was there? How did you do that flower?"

Unam tilted her head. There were a lot of things I wanted to ask the child, but seeing the face of Chong Myung that was twisted and unfolded and twisted and unfolded, it seemed that he had to give an answer first.

"It was. It was there. A plum made of strange white metal."

"Yes! That flower! Where did it go?"

"I sold it."

"……Yes?"

"It was a car that I was worried about because it was not particularly useful and did not fit the conduit, but there was a merchant who bought it, so I sold it at a good price."

"Pah, sell it..."

"That's right. But you..."

Qingming finally rolled his eyes and slapped him behind him.

"Hey, hey! Come on, hey!"

"Ugh..."

Amhyang White Plum Blossom (暗香白梅花).

Along with the Jahain Sword, it is a great god of the volcano.

It's not loud like gold, not shiny like silver, so it's just simple. However, it is a new substance that is said to contain the essence of a volcano in it.

It was sold by these crazy people.

"Pah, I have something else to sell."

this... … .

"I'm selling this, you idiots..."

The shock was superimposed on the fatigue that went up to the volcano. Qingming eventually let go of his consciousness.

It seemed that he could see the figure of a terrified Jangmunsa-hyung in front of his eyes, which were gradually turning white.

execution.

The volcano is destroyed.

It was also ruined.

Buy it!

Cheongmyeong just lost consciousness.

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