Return of Mount Hua Sect

A person who rolls does not gather moss! (5)

"Listen."

"Yeah. Long doorman."

Unsword reached out and grabbed the teacup.

Plum tea made by drying plum petals is one of the things that Hyeonjong is most proud of. Bringing that car out also meant that I had quite a lot to talk about today.

"How are you?"

Before Ungum answered his question, he glanced at Unam. It means it's okay for someone to listen. Then Hyeonjong took the car and spoke briefly.

"Okay."

"Yes, then."

Fortune Sword opens its mouth.

"I didn't intervene as Jang Mun-in said. Then..."

"Is that so?"

"There's a bit of a problem."

"Ummm."

Hyungwon nodded quietly.

"The atmosphere would have become more urgent if Hyeonyeong Sasuk had not come. As Moonin Jang said, a subtle current flows between the second and third disciples."

"I will."

Hyungwon sighed.

This happened because of their choices.

'I was in a hurry.'

The distance between Unja and white porcelain is too far, and the distance between white and celadon is too close. As a result, the age of the youngest member of the white porcelain boat, Yi Seol Yu, is almost the same as that of Yoon Jong, the oldest of the celadon boats.

Considering that it is customary to block initiation for a while and make a difference to some extent, it should be considered that the problem that is about to explode has occurred.

'It was inevitable.'

At the time of receiving the three great disciples, Hwasan could not afford to receive new disciples. At the same time, the clan's finances were getting worse and worse. It was a situation where entry had to be blocked.

At that time, someone spoke up about getting support from their family instead of continuing to receive disciples. That was the beginning of the problem.

From the standpoint of the volcano, which had to somehow hold on to even the crumbled straw, wouldn't it have been necessary to raise money right away?

It was said to be a prestigious school even if they all died, and it was a volcano from which students were chosen. But for that time, the children of the supporting families were accepted as disciples without questioning or questioning.

Thanks to this, the celadon pear was evaluated to be somewhat sluggish in terms of the talent of muhak.

“In the past, the children of celadon porcelain would not have been able to do anything about the white porcelain. But aren’t the celadon boats today different from the past?”

"That's right."

Does a centripetal point exist? Doesn't it exist?

What is meaningless in an individual's life is bound to show a huge difference in the work of a group and between groups.

Based on the ambiguous central point of Yoon Jong and Jo Geul, the celadon pear was merely the third disciple of Hwasan. However, the celadon vessels gathered around Cheongmyeong will not be satisfied with just that.

People who are 20 years apart do not see each other as rivals, but those who are 10 years apart have no choice but to be conscious of each other.

"It's my fault."

As Ungeom bowed his head, Hyeonjong firmly shook his head.

"It's not your fault."

"Long Moon Man..."

"I was the one who insisted on making the Baekmaekwan. And wasn't that everyone's opinion? This was something that had been foreseen from the time I made the Baekmaekwan and received the third disciple early."

These were not just words to comfort the Unsword.

Huashan gained a lot of benefits by making Baekmaekwan. But where there is something to gain, there is also something to lose.

As in the past, if it was a way of transmission through the relationship of priests, no matter how small the age difference, we cannot dare to treat the upper division with care.

However, the present three great disciples have received nothing from the white porcelain boat. Learning comes from Unsword, and training is done with comrades. Naturally, the distance from the upper distribution is bound to widen.

This was the biggest weakness of Baek Mae Kwan.

Unam glanced at him and opened his mouth.

"Jang Moon-in. What do you plan to do?"

Hyeonjong savored the plum tea without saying a word. Smelling the subtle plum blossom scent, it feels a bit calming.

"What can I do?"

"One thing like this..."

“People are like that by nature. If we press and forcefully lead, will the core of our heart disappear?

“It is the work of the long-time writers, the disciples.”

"If you put your mind to it, you might be able to change the direction of the river. But if you force the stream to turn on, even if it's plausible at first, problems will arise in the end."

Hyunjong said with a smile.

"Lucky sword."

"Yeah, long-timer."

"Let's trust our children."

“……”

Ungeom looked at Hyeonjong with a really complicated face. The expression on his face clearly showed that he still had doubts.

At that time, Hyeonjong spoke in a slightly different direction from Ungeom's thoughts.

"One hundred thousand is not too much of a child."

"Yes?"

"Don't you think so?"

The sword's face went blank.

'No, it's not like that with a long sentence!'

One hundred thousand is not the problem. Long Moon! The problem is that blue man!

Only then did Ungeom realize that there was a huge gap between the elders' view of the blue and his own.

Ungum, the owner of the White House, is aware of the appearance of Cheong-myeong holding the third disciple, but Hyeon-jong sees him as just a pretty puppy that brings blessings to the volcano.

"Isn't Baek Cheon a child with a well-thought-out mind? Even if he gets angry for a short time because of his self-esteem, he is not a child who will hurt the will of his mastery.

Yeah?

Who sews whom?

Will Baekcheon soothe Qingming?

'It's crazy.'

Somehow, Jang Moon-in was so carefree!

However, it is impossible to explain it from now on. No matter what you say, you won't believe me.

And, in fact, it is difficult to know how to explain the Qingming of Ungeom. The sense of incongruity he felt when he saw Cheongmyeong was only a vague sense. When it comes to explaining, isn't it vague how to convince people?

"...Yes. I see, Jangmunin."

In the end, the sword had no choice but to retreat.

"Lucky sword."

"Yeah, long-timer."

“There is not much left for the Hwajong branch.”

As soon as the word Hwajongjihoe came out, Ungeom's face darkened.

In fact, to be honest, the disciples of Hwasan now do not have bad feelings toward the last man as they did in the past. In the first place, Hwasan’s feelings for Jong-nam stemmed from a spirit of competition.

But isn't competition inherently between people who are similar or not very different? Now that the difference between the volcano and Jongnam is as different as heaven and earth, there are no people left who dare to burn the spirit of competition with Jongnam.

But even if there is no sense of competition, who would want to see Jaffa's disciples being beaten up by Tafa's disciples?

It's only because they're children, so the difference is only that, and the difference will be doubled at the level of a disciple or elder who has reached full maturity.

"You have solved many problems. But you have not solved the most important problem. We are only at the beginning. You have to do a lot to recreate the splendid volcanic glory."

"I'll keep that in mind. Jang-in."

"Yeah. You both go out and see."

"Yes."

"Yes."

As Ungeom and Unam greeted and left, Hyeonjong quietly left his seat and stood up.

When I open the window at the back of the room, I can now see a lotus stick with almost melted snow.

There were small flower buds on the plum tree that had grown so fast. By the time the flower festival begins, spring plum blossoms will be in full bloom all over the mountain.

'Plum... … . Plum blossoms.'

I got the Seven Horse Sword back.

However, Hyeonjong was keenly aware of the fact that it was impossible to recreate the glory of the past with only the Seven Horse Swords.

'Even if there was only the plum sword technique.'

Hyungwon closes his eyes tightly.

But he also knows that looking at things that don't exist doesn't change anything. Now is not the time to search for what you don't have, but the time to solidify what you have.

Even so, the sadness does not disappear from the corner of my heart.

"O ancestors. Look down on the volcano."

Hyeonjong was unaware that the ancestor had already entered the volcano.

* * *

Unfortunately, Hyeonjong made two mistakes.

Of course, one of them was that they evaluated Cheongmyeong too well.

But from the volcano's point of view, this was no problem. The ultimate goal of Qingming is to grow a volcano anyway. The more Hyeonjong thinks of Cheongmyeong, the wider the scope of his activities will be.

It was not intentional, but thanks to King Hyeonjong's favor with Cheongmyeong, the volcano is developing faster.

But the other mistake was more fatal than I thought... … .

That is, Baekcheon is not as mild-mannered as Hyeonjong thought.

"Anything..."

“……”

"I should have eaten some."

“……”

The Three Great Disciples of Hwasan were gathered together in the Baekmae Pavilion with bewildered faces.

The practice of Qingming squeezes everything out of a person. I don't know how he knows this, but this ghost-like guy accurately checks the remaining stamina of the three great disciples and really squeezes out the last drop of water.

Therefore, after training, everyone had no choice but to become as stiff as a piece of cloth dried in the sun.

Surprisingly, however, the three great disciples did not express any dissatisfaction with the harsh training that continued every day.

Of course, every time I practice, I feel like I'm out of breath and a little bit over the threshold of the underworld, but aren't humans an animal of adaptation?

Even that terrible practice was repeated for a week or two over a day or two, and somehow it became bearable. Now, even when entering the threshold of the underworld, it has developed to such an extent that it greets the grim reaper and returns.

- Iron gets stronger the more you hit it, and the more you roll it, the stronger it gets! A person who rolls does not gather moss.

'People don't like moss. You madman.'

What was even more terrifying was that the three great disciples were excellently proving the words of Qingming with their whole bodies. You can feel yourself changing every day.

Now I understand what it means to be fit for the body.

but.

The problem was that a new thunderbolt fell on the three great disciples who believed that everything would be okay if they just overcome the training of Qingming.

"It looks like it's going to happen."

"Mr....if it's not a real private tutor, it's just."

"Isn't it too much to do?"

The white porcelain boat that is tormenting them now. So, these were the great disciples.

that day.

After the Qingming confrontation with Baekcheon, the second disciple skillfully began to push the third disciple. It is clear that he is deliberately harassing and harassing him in every way.

"Why the hell are these people doing that?"

"Are you asking because you don't know?"

"Turn it off."

All eyes turned to one place at once. It was obvious that he was the one at the end of his gaze.

"Yes?"

Cheongmyeong, who received the gaze of the executioners, tilted her head.

"No, why are you looking at me?"

“……”

“……”

It is clear that this bastard has no conscience.

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