Return of Mount Hua Sect

what kind of bullshit I am the strongest! (3)

Jong-Yun opened both eyes slenderly and looked around.

none.

not visible

If it was like yesterday, I don't see any of these great disciples who would have come and tormented them since morning.

'Is it true?'

It's not that I don't trust Qingming's words.

As Jo-Geul said, Cheong-Myeong is a person who speaks bullshit but doesn't lie.

The problem is that the 'solution' that Chong-myung refers to is often far from the 'solution' that ordinary people think of.

So I thought I must have had an accident again this time... … .

'You seem to have solved it surprisingly well?'

There are still doubts about 'Jal', but it seems certain that it has been 'solved'.

“The death penalty. It seems that Cheong-myeong’s statement is true, doesn’t it?”

“……”

Yoonjong nodded his head involuntarily at Jo-Gul’s insinuating words.

But is this really acceptable?

'I have a problem with private tutoring, so is it a way of thinking that can exist in the midfield to solve the problem by defeating the private school?'

Even if it's a western station over there that Jungwon's common sense doesn't work, isn't it like turning your eyes around and pretending to be a foreign student to fix your hair?

The problem is that those nonsensical workarounds actually work.

'Where does the future of volcanoes go?'

Yoon Jong, who has never thought of himself as a Kkondae, has never thought of himself as a Kkondae, but when he sees Cheongmyeong, he starts to think that Kkondae is not that bad.

Wouldn't it be a more beautiful world to be installed by an old man than by such a guy?

"What do you think?"

"...I was thinking about the future of the volcano and Kkondae."

“……”

Jo Geul

'Is this yangban getting better?'

Noticing that he was looking at himself with those eyes, Yoon Jong sighed softly.

The three great disciples, who were watching from the side, slowly approached Yoon-jong and talked to him.

"Today's private residence is a little strange, the death penalty."

"...that's right."

"Why are you doing this all of a sudden? I'm worried that you'll be doing something else."

"That's right."

Yoonjong looked up at the distant sky.

'These are also crazy now.'

To say that Sasuk is handicapped. It was unimaginable if it was a volcano before the Qingming came. However, like Yoonjong and Jo Geul, the three great disciples were also becoming more and more colored by Cheongmyeong.

If you do this, later, the volcano may be filled with only people like Qingming… … .

Yoonjong shuddered as if he did not want to even imagine.

'It's terrifying just thinking about it.'

The problem is that imagination isn't all that improbable.

"I'm more anxious because it's quiet. Shall we sneak a peek?"

"Those little gents probably haven't come to their senses now. Doesn't it seem like they're up to something? The death penalty?"

Oh Tongjae

Where has the trust and trust between the four members gone?

"It's noisy. Come on, get ready for practice!"

"……Yes."

The priests said,

'Why is that a temper again?'

Yoonjong sighed deeply as he saw that he was carrying a sword with his bad eyes.

Day by day the volcano was moving away from the volcano he knew. Of course, this is not necessarily a bad change, but... … It is my honest feeling that I do not want to open my eyes and see the volcano of the future that Cheongmyung will create.

“The death penalty. So, did Qing-myeong really beat Baek-cheon’s private practice?”

When Jo-Geul spoke softly so that others could not hear, Yoon-Jong frowned.

"What are you talking about? There's no way he could lie, and if it weren't for that, this change wouldn't have happened."

“……No. That’s uh……”

Jogul scratched the back of her head.

“I can’t quite understand it. No matter how strong Qingming was from the beginning of his initiation, there is still a difference in the amount of time he learned muhak from Baekcheon’s Sasuk. ."

Jonghyun also did not understand this part at all.

'Is it plausible?'

nonsense. But isn't it the person who makes that nonsense always happen?

“Then the death penalty. Qing-myeong is stronger than Baek-cheon’s sa-suk?”

"Why do you keep making such obvious noises..."

"Then how about compared to Jongnam?"

Yoongi closed his mouth.

son-in-law?

This was something Yoon Jong had never really thought about.

“If it’s Cheongmyeong, it’s not as good as compared to the younger brother, isn’t it? He even won that hundred thousand executions.”

"Ummm."

Yoonjong fell into thought with a stiff face.

“Then, if this time of the Hwajong branch also comes to the fore…..”

"Walk."

"Yes. Death penalty."

“If Qing-myeong wins the final son, what difference does it make?”

"...wouldn't it be different?"

Yoonjong shook his head.

"It is something to celebrate when a master is born in a school. However, it is a strong man who can't do anything with just one master. Reputation can be lost.

“……”

"If we want to truly revive the volcano, we must become strong, not relying on Qingming. Will we not be able to truly declare the resurrection when the time comes when no one in the world can ignore the disciple of the volcano?"

"That's right."

"But just like you said, I'm also curious about the Hwajong branch. It will be different there."

"What do you mean?"

"Cheongmyung..."

Yoonjong took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

“Will I become a hero that will truly change the volcano? Or will I become a rogue who lives and reigns in a small volcano.”

Yoon Jong and Jo Geul looked at each other with the most serious eyes.

Cheongmyung… … .

"Oh! Really! Turn it off!"

Their heads slowly turn to the side.

Cheongmyung was running backwards and swearing backwards.

“……”

"Isn't that an accident?"

Yoo Yi-seol chases after Cheong-myeong, who is running at full force, with an expressionless face.

"Teach me."

"You said nothing to teach me! I told you not to come now! You leech!"

"Moonwort Sword!"

"Go to Unsword Sasukjo and ask him to teach you!"

"The unsword sergeant male. The female swordsman with the lunar sword. The skill of the lunar sword sergeant is weak."

"Am I a woman? Huh? Am I a woman?"

"Teach me."

"Aww! How the hell did I ever come across something like this!"

Cheongmyeong and Yoo Yi-seol quickly pass between the two of them. The eyes of Yoon Jong and Jo Geol looking at the two of them were colored with absurdity.

'When did you two become friends?'

'Did Yoo accident say so much in the first place? Since you entered the volcano, you seem to have heard more words than you have ever heard?'

'No, is it okay if I talk like that to Sago rather than that?'

Anyway, he was an ignorant guy.

"...what you said earlier. Was it the hero or the rout?"

"Walk."

"Yes, the death penalty."

"Let's do some training."

"……Yes."

Baeksang's face contorted.

"The death penalty. Are you really going to leave it that way?"

Hearing Baek-sang's dissatisfaction, Baek-cheon smiled brightly.

"Why are you so angry?"

"Aren't these guys arrogant right now! Especially, that guy in Cheongmyeong doesn't show any signs of remorse. Isn't it right to punish them even now?"

punishment?

you?

"What about you?"

"Yes?"

"No, nothing."

Baekcheon forced the corners of his mouth up.

There is no pain anywhere in the body.

His gaze turned to Cheongmyeong, who was running away from Yuiseol.

'Poisoned bastard.'

How can you chop up a person like this and leave no scars on the outside? The more I thought about it, the more absurd he was.

Thanks to this, I was able to avoid being embarrassed in front of others, but this injustice was gone even when I was complaining about it. If I complained that I was beaten by Saji without a single wound, I would only be treated like a madman.

Or are you being treated like a scoundrel like no other in the world?

Of course, even if there is a wound, I have no intention of speaking out of my mouth that I was beaten like a dog while fighting sandalwood. But still, I can't help it, and it's kind of sad and unfortunate.

"Why are you suddenly telling me not to touch the Three Great Disciples?"

"Baek Sang-ah."

"Yes, the death penalty. I do not know the meaning of the death penalty."

Meaning freeze to death.

I'm doing this because I don't want to be right now.

But I couldn't say the words in my heart. Because Baekcheon also has social face.

"Isn't the Hwajong branch close?"

“…that’s right.”

Baekcheon said with a stern expression on his face.

"I had a short thought. It is something that can be done at any time to govern the three great disciples. But this is not the case with the Hwajong Branch. Isn't the Hwajong Branch an event held once a year?"

Baeksang nodded his head without saying a word.

Seeing that there was still dissatisfaction in his expression, Baekcheon narrowed his brow slightly.

“Governing the three great disciples is an internal job, and the Hwajong branch is an outside job related to the honor of Hwajong. The inside is important, but the outside is also important. Moreover, considering the symbolism of the Hwajong branch, for now, let’s put everything aside and go to the Hwajong branch. You have to stake everything, don't you?"

"……Yes."

"Now, our enemy is not the third-generation disciple, but the eldest son. Haven't we forgotten why we practiced even after closing the school?"

Baeksang took a deep breath and lowered his head.

"The death penalty is right. I must have gone out of my mind for a while."

'My mind was gone.'

And I'm still out

Anyway, I was glad that the words around me seemed to work. Baeksang said,

'No, you started in the first place, so why are you the only one pretending to be nice now?'

If I had asked him, he would have been at a loss for an answer.

"Thank you for your understanding. Let's put off the work of the three great disciples for a while. First of all, we have to do everything we can to hold the Hwajong branch. Ask the priests to check their Martial Arts for the last time and to reflect on what they learned from the closing ceremony."

"Yes, the death penalty!"

Baeksang gave a courageous answer and ran backwards.

Seeing this, Baekcheon lowered his eyes with a slightly empty face.

'After the end of the Hwajong branch, I won't even think about the three-generation haircut.'

Because you will see an unbelievable sight.

Baek Cheon slowly turned his head to look at the distant Cheongmyeong.

'And we're not the only ones surprised.'

Perhaps more than a volcano would surprise Jongnam. When I think of that, I feel like the pain in the place where I was beaten by Cheong-myeong goes away a little... … is not

it hurts more

It hurts to the bone.

Damn you, you did a good job.

Baekcheon took a deep breath and turned around.

'I do what I have to do.'

Although something was twisted because of the sudden appearance of Cheongmyeong, his purpose from these years ago was to prove himself in the Hwajong branch. Considering who will come to the volcano this time, there is no time to be like this.

This time, he will surely prove his worth.

but… … .

Baek Chun twisted his face and looked back.

"But why does that guy keep hanging out with Sister Yoo?"

feel bad about it

Baekcheon, who had glanced at the two of them, forcibly suppressed his slightly uneasy feeling and headed for the training center.

Now, the time to start the Hwajong branch was approaching.

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