Return of Mount Hua Sect

what kind of bullshit I am the strongest! (4)

"Longwriter."

Hyeonjong poured tea into a teacup without saying a word. The fragrant aroma of tea permeates the room.

Whenever he felt angry, Hyeonjong made tea like this and drank it. There is nothing like this to calm the mind and body.

"Today Jongnam's servants will arrive."

"Are you all ready?"

"Yeah, long-distance men. There's nothing wrong with welcoming descendants."

"Good luck."

Hyunjong let out a low sigh.

'At least this time, I can't seem to be ashamed.'

It is shameful to be left behind in ignorance, but what most embarrassed Hyeonjong was his inability to properly treat Jongnam's disciples.

How would you feel if you had no choice but to show the ruins of the building, poor meals, and the devastated theater to those you didn't want to show the most?

This was a sensitive issue, especially for Hyeonjong, a long-time writer of the volcano.

It was not easy to endure the gazes of his descendants who looked at him as if mockingly. Previously, I had no choice but to bite my lip and endure the mocking gaze... … .

"The more I think about it, the more I think that Qingmyeong child has done a great job."

Unam holds the accusation.

It is said that Hyeonjong cares too much for Qingmyeong, even from inside the volcano, but Unam fully understood Hyeonjong's heart. From the point of view of Hyeonjong and Unam, Cheongmyeong is nothing but a benefactor who broke the heavy stone in his stomach and brought it out.

It's not just about eating.

It is a group of traditions with a long history. At the very least, it should show a plausible appearance to others. Although it is taught that appearances are nothing more than vanity, people tend to judge others by their appearance.

People don't listen to what you say when you talk about the Way like a beggar.

Cheong-myeong is a child who not only solved the problem of sustenance, but also restored the face of the volcano. So how can you not spare?

Woon-am's smiling gaze seemed a little uncomfortable, so Hyeon-jong gave a low cough and offered him tea.

"Drink."

"Yeah, long-timer."

Unam lifted the teacup and took a light sip and nodded quietly.

"How are you?"

"The scent seems to have gotten stronger. It's been dry for a long time, so now the scent has faded a bit."

"Yes."

Hyeonjong nodded his head as if excited.

"Well-dried plum leaves actually have a stronger scent. This is something I only realized after decades of drying plum blossoms."

Hyeonjong looked at the teacup quietly and opened his mouth.

"It's the same with volcanoes. I just endured it. I said I would recreate the movies of the past, but the truth is, it was just difficult to endure day by day."

"...the long-time man."

Hyeonjong, who heard Unam's slightly worried voice, smiled as if not to worry.

"But I just persevered and persevered, and this day comes. Sometimes, the answer is to wait rather than any gimmick or goal."

It was a word with a strange vertigo.

Unam looks at Hyeonjong with new eyes.

'We are not the only ones moving forward.'

Occasionally, long writers have the illusion that it has already been completed. But a person goes on until the day they die. Hyeonjong, who is walking the path of the Daoin, will not stop refining himself until the day he stops breathing.

How can you not be trusted?

"The volcano will bring back the glory of the past to the generations of long writers."

"It would be nice, but even if it does, it's not my fault. It's probably thanks to the efforts of the disciples."

"How can you say it's not the work of a long writer?"

"Unam-ah."

"Yeah, long-timer."

"I am a person who knows my shortcomings. If the volcano had not collapsed like this, how could I have become a long writer? If my executioners hadn't left the volcano, I would have spent the years just memorizing the Tao-kyung."

Unam answered in a serious tone.

"By leaving the volcano, they prove themselves unworthy of a longsword. You are a decent volcanic palmist."

Hyunjong smiled softly without answering.

It's a bit of a sad story. So we need to turn the conversation around.

"So what about these great disciples?"

“Now that I have finished my training, I am calming my mind and body.”

Unam's face darkened slightly when the word "Lee Dae-disciple" came out.

"Jang Moon-in."

"Tell me."

"Honestly, I'm a little scared."

"I'm scared... why?"

Unam let out a low sigh and continued.

"As I said before, the momentum of the volcano is excellent right now. But depending on the outcome of this Hwajong branch, wouldn't that momentum be weakened?"

“Do you think that the second generation will not be able to handle the descendants of the younger brother?”

"I want to believe in children too. But... you know..."

Unam didn't even bother to talk behind the scenes.

He knew and Hyeonjong knew that the difference between Hwasan and Jongnam was unparalleled.

The volcano is only barely making its way through the deepest dark period in history, but Jongnam is entering an unprecedented heyday. Of course, there is also a big difference at the level of the disciples.

No matter how hard these great disciples tried, it was far from overcoming the younger disciples.

Unam was worried that the disciples, who were only now starting to have hope, would fall into a sense of defeat again.

"How about the three great disciples?"

"……Yes?"

"Aren't the three great disciples going to the Hwajong branch too? Are the children well prepared?"

Unam was a bit puzzled when Hyeonjong suddenly changed his mind, but there was no way he could not help answering the question of Jangmunin.

“The preparations… it seems that they are doing it too well.”

not overdone

not too much

I had no choice but to express this as Unam, where I had seen the three great disciples meditate several times on the way.

The children's training was entirely left to Ungeom, so he couldn't interfere in this or that, but Unam saw it as an unusual training method.

"They are children who have just entered the school..."

Hyungwon nodded quietly.

Hyeonjong fully understood Unam's concerns.

"Unam-ah."

"Yeah, long-timer."

“What if there was a mountain in front of you?”

"Yeah..."

Unam could not easily speak.

"Yes. I have no choice but to cross. If there is a road, I will go back, if there is time, I will rest, but if there is neither, I have no choice but to cross."

"I'm afraid I won't get over it."

“Even so, you will gain experience. Next time, can’t you go over the mountain more easily?”

Unam let out a deep sigh.

Not all of Jang's words were understood, but there was nothing more to ask. Because I am a long writer, there is no way to do it.

When Unam's expression did not open, Hyeonjong smiled and said.

“The Hwajong branch is basically a place of exchange.”

"……Yes."

"It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Isn't it just important who can develop further by using exchanges as a stepping stone?"

"What Jang Mun-in said is correct."

"The guests come from far away. Make sure you don't neglect it."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Unam made a deep eup.

“There will be no problems with the Hwang Dae-in from the upper galactic stage as well.”

“Daein Hwang….. Yes. The fact that I will visit Daein Hwang once.”

"Isn't Jang Moon-in doing a lot of work? Hwang Dae-in will understand."

"Yes. Thank you for that."

Since that day, Daein Hwang and the Milky Way have been pouring gold into the volcano literally. Looking at the scale of the investment, it is doubtful whether the idea is to make Hwaeum into a second hangju or soju.

“Will you not risk falling over this in the last son?”

"Everything will go smoothly."

It was calm, as usual.

Unam bowed her head deeply and slowly got up from her seat.

"Then I'll do a final check."

"You're in a lot of trouble."

"No words. Then."

Unam takes a step backwards.

As he quietly closed the door and went outside, Hyeonjong looked down and looked at the teacup placed in front of Unam.

The teacup that is steaming without being half empty seems to tell the mood of Unam now.

"It's not important to win..."

Hyunjong frowned slightly.

“As a Daoin, you are casually speaking lies.”

Hyeonjong was well aware that winning was the most important thing. But this matchmaking is a battle that cannot be won. And you have to push the disciples into the unwinnable battle.

You cannot win without a miracle.

Unless a miracle happened... … .

Hyeonjong suppressed his heavy heart and quietly closed his eyes.

* * *

"It's still a small place."

Jongnam's disciples, looking around at the harmony, put a subtle ridicule on their lips.

Although I had already been to this place two years ago, Hwaeum was a really small town. Compared to Xi'an, where they usually go, it's like a rural area.

"The death penalty. Was the volcano really an old file room in the past?"

"Of course."

"But, isn't it very small and shabby for a place where the sect in the old file room is located?"

Jin Geum-ryong said with a smile.

"It's upside down. Because there was a volcano here, a village this size was created. The volcano in the past was strong enough to develop a village where people living in and out of the volcano simply lived."

"indeed."

Jong Seo-han (宗恕恨) nodded his head as if he understood.

"But now, isn't it more of a downfall?"

"That's also true."

Jin Geum-ryong nodded quietly.

Jong Seo-han looked around and opened his mouth.

"I honestly don't know why we're having this meaningless event. What's the point in dividing a sword from an obvious volcano? It's better to swing one more sword at that time."

"This is what the grown-ups of the monks do this because they have an idea. Be careful with your mouth."

"Yeah, but..."

Jongseohan slowly turned his head back.

After seeing a person following behind, Jong Seo-han puts a subtle smile on his face.

"Hey, this Jonghwa branch has some meaning. It is also worthwhile to take revenge on the person who has been dishonored."

It was said with a little bit of provocation.

However, Lee Dong-baek, who was the party to the provocation, just walked silently without any answer.

'No fun.'

Jongseohan narrowed his brow.

Thanks to Qingming's resolution of Hwang Dae-in's case, the fact that the top of the galaxy made a deal with Hwasan instead of Jong-nam has become something that no one knows about in Jong-nam.

Of course, the gaze of Lee Dong-baek, who gave the excuse by beating Cheong-myeong in front of So Dan-ju, who is at the top of the Milky Way, cannot be swept away.

'There is no reaction, there is no taste of teasing.'

Since that day, Lee Dong-baek has changed as a person. He used to be quite serious in the past, but now he is more reticent than serious.

"I was disgraced by the volcano for the first time in 100 years, so I have to repay you, Dae-hyung."

"It will be so."

While Jin Geum-ryong and Jong Seo-han were walking, chatting about various things, Lee Song-baek just walked without getting involved in the conversation.

His gaze goes beyond the chord to the towering volcano.

'Is it a volcano?'

When he visited this place in the past, he had a very light heart. But now, the shadow of a single person can only be seen overlapping the volcano.

'Maybe we are going into the cave now.'

In Lee Song-baek's eyes, he could see the smiling face of Cheong-myeong.

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