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Chapter 461

“…Is it a person?”

“It’s a person, right?”

“You look like a human being.”

Everyone blinked and looked at the man sitting on the ice.

“No, is it a bear?”

“I’m telling you! Words!”

“What’s wrong with you?”

When Baek Cheon glared, Yoon-Jong sneaked away.

The reason for questioning whether he was a human being was simple even though he heard the sound of words. It was because the teeth in front of them were covered in a big bear skin.

He did not look like a young man because he had never seen a costume in the Middle East.

“Can I answer that?”

“…I don’t know.”

As everyone hesitated, the bear-skinned man looked at them and opened his mouth again.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen an outsider.”

I could see a white face under the dark brown fur covered in hair. It was difficult to fully understand the appearance because of the shaggy beard, but there was a noticeable part.

Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol grab Baek Cheon’s arms and pull them all the way back. And whispered urgently.

“Living quarters, living quarters, living quarters! His eyes are blue!”

“Isn’t that a goblin?”

“Dah, don’t panic. Westerners have heard of blue eyes!”

“…Westerners? This is the north.


Baek Cheon flinched, unable to find an answer.

When the three of them glanced at the man and didn’t know what to do, Yoo-Esul shook his head and stepped forward.

“Can I tell you?”

“Hmm? What do you mean?”

“…North Sea ostracizes the midfield.”


The man nodded as if he knew what he was saying.

“That’s the story of high men. It has nothing to do with the worms like us.”

Then he smiled brightly.

Seeing Yoo-Esul and the man talking nonchalantly, Hwasan’s disciples crept back near.

Baek Cheon, who was stabbed in the side and pushed forward slightly, coughed in vain and calmly captured the man.

“Excuse me. My name is Baek Cheon, a two-time student of the Hwasan faction.”


The man tilted his head and muttered.

“Hwasan……I think I’ve heard of it.”

Whasan, who now has a reputation in the midfield, seems to have not heard from him until this far north sea.

No, even if the reputation is conveyed, it’s no wonder that this man doesn’t know the Wasan faction unless he’s a strong man.

Baek Cheon added him more briefly than still.

“It’s a conduit in the middle of nowhere.”

“Oh, they were masters. That’s why I didn’t recognize you.”

There was a bitter smile on Baek Cheon’s face at his words.

It’s hard to tell whether he’s a monk or a monk because he’s wrapped in animal fur and leather.

“It’s weird. You can recognize baldness.”



What’s wrong with you these days?

Do you have any complaints?

Baek Cheon, who noticed by slightly reaching back and stepping on his toes, coughed and asked.

“……If you don’t mind, may I ask you a few questions?”

“You are well-mannered people. Ask me.”

“It’s our first time here, is this the North Sea?”

“Yes, this lake is the North Sea.”


Baek Cheon’s face touched my heart.

Looking at the wide open ice lake, I could see why it was called the sea.

“It looks like you’re in the right place.”

“Yes, that’s a relief. If I had gone the wrong way, I would have just wanted to break the ice and jump in.”“…….”

Yoon-Jong has become more aggressive these days.

Then Jo-Gol stepped in and asked a question.

“But what are you doing here? You don’t seem to have anything to do on the ice.”

The man smiles brightly.

“It might be a little unfamiliar to you guys. I was fishing.”

“What? Fishing?”

Come to think of it….

A long wooden stick was placed in front of the man in a small chair, and a string hanging from the end went under a hole in the ice.

“Well, in the meantime…….”

The man calmly took the pole next to him and tapped the hole that had already begun to freeze.

Jo-Gol asked wonderfully.

“…Can you fish here? The water is frozen.”

“The top is frozen, but the bottom is fine. If it freezes down, all the fish will die, so after winter, it will be a dead lake.”


Yoon-Jong frowns and whispers to Jo-Gol.



“Stop showing off your ignorance and shut up.”


Baek Cheon smiled pleased as he saw Yoon-jong beating Jo-Gol neatly.

It’s a beautiful priesthood.

“Oh! Move that!”

Then Dang-Soso, who was looking at the fishing rod, made a fuss. Indeed, the fishing rod was reeling and tilted sharply toward the hole.


The man grabbed the fishing pole and pulled it up at once.


The water seemed to rise from a hole larger than a human head, and soon a large fish, the size of an arm, appeared out of the water.


“It’s huge!”


The man seems to be in a good mood, giggling and laughing.

“These days, I can’t catch fish as big as this, and I’m lucky. Is it because you met an outsider.

Then, he shrugged and spoke in a cool way.

“I’ll serve you fresh fish in return.”


“Hahaha, don’t say no. North Koreans never treat foreigners.”

“No, not that part. What did you just say?”

“You said it was fresh fish.

“…is it?”


The man turned his head and looked at the fish he had caught.

Even though it hasn’t been long since it was taken out of the water, it was already white. It’s frozen solid in the meantime.

“…It was fresh a while ago.”



Everyone’s face at the fish looked a little mesmerized. But then the luggage in the cart began to wriggle.


The man stared at you with curious eyes.


All of a sudden!


His eyes widened.

I’m surprised it’s another burden that rose through the luggage.

The entrance of the bag, which had been moving slowly, opened wide and black hair popped out of it.

“Well, what the hell is that?”

Baek Cheon closed his mouth and closed his face.

Still, I’ve never denied Chung-Myung’s existence, but I was shy enough to pretend I didn’t know at this moment.

“…I’m sorry. He gets cold easily.”

Sure enough, Chung-Myung, who stuck out his head, screamed at the biting wind.

“Argh! My head is going to rip! Ugh!”


“Oh, my God! It’s gotten colder! What the hell does this neighborhood look like!”


The man’s eyes looking at Chung-Myung shook slightly as if he was flustered.

“Didn’t you say you were masters?”

“It’s not him. Maybe.”


However, whatever his assessment of himself, Chung-Myung was busy pouring out his words.

“Mister, mister, mister!

“Huh? You mean me?”

“This is the North Sea, right?”

“…but I do.””Where do I have to go to get to the North Sea Ice Palace? Is it around here?”


The man’s face hardened at the unexpected question.

“Are you guys going to go find a fool’s nest? The Bingo is not accepting outsiders. Even the same North Sea people need permission to access nearby.”

“Oh, it’s okay. I got permission.”

“You guys?”

The man looked slightly suspicious at Hawasan’s disciples and nodded quietly.

“Well, if I hadn’t gotten permission, I wouldn’t be visiting this place in the winter when the North Sea was restrained from going outside. It means it’s that urgent.”


No, it’s not.

I just came without thinking.

“So, where is the North Sea Ice Palace?”

“I’m on my way to the North Sea Ice Palace. It’s not that hard. All you have to do is follow this lake. At the end of that, you can see the mountain range and the lake. The North Sea Ice Palace is right there.”

“Oh, so all we have to do is follow this lake?”

“That’s right.”

Chung-Myung nodded violently as if he was relieved.

“I was so scared that I had to go for a long time! So we’re almost there?”

“Huh? Didn’t you hear me?”

“What? You said we’d only have to get to the end of this lake, right?”

“…You have no idea what the North Sea is. This lake, so the North Sea, comes about 1,500 miles from here.”

“What? How much?”

“1,500 Lee.”


“Well, are you deaf? It’s 1,500 li.”



Chung-Myung’s eyes caused an earthquake.

“What, how many li?”

“…1,500 ri.”

“Madam, you’re not joking with me, are you?”


“How many ri? It’s less than 1,500 ri from Hwasan to Sacheon dangga. 1,500 ri?”

“So isn’t it the North Sea?”

“…is it really a crazy neighborhood?”

Chung-Myung murmured in raptures.

I heard that the lake is too big and it’s called the North Sea, but to what extent! Isn’t this too much?

“Ee, we’re gonna have to drag a cart in this cold for another 1,500 miles?”

The string of reason that Chung-Myung was trying to hold on to was finally broken.

“Darn it, I’m not a human being unless I set fire to the head of Shaolin Bang, whether I’m Bop Jeong or a rice cooker! He’s wearing a gun and he’sir? Is this where people come from? This?”

I thought the informants from Shaolin were beaten to death by the demonists, but now I see them frozen! It’s frozen!

But there was no one to stop Chung-Myung’s verbal abuse. Baek Cheon and the rest of the students were also stunned.

“1,500 li?”

I think I’m going to freeze and die soon, but I can’t believe I have to go 1,500 miles further north. My face was blue as a sheet.

The man shook his head as if he was sorry.

“You had no idea what the North Sea was like. This is just the beginning of the North Sea. If you go to the mountain range up there, it’s unparalleled cold here.”


“It’s perfect to freeze to death in that outfit.”

The man who was talking smirked.

“There’s nothing I can do about it. This is fate, come with me.”


“The North Sea doesn’t treat its guests. We’d better go to my house and warm up first.”

“Oh……, thank you for your words…….….”

“Yes! I’ll be there!”

Suddenly interrupted by Chung-Myung, Baek Cheon looked back with a sullen look.

“Hey. It’s a surprise that…….”

“I’m freezing right now. Is it a matter of my house or mine? If you freeze to death on the street, who’s going to give you a test for courtesy?”Chung-Myung was proving with his whole body why people living in cold provinces said they were in a hurry.

“You’re not wrong. You’d better not look down on the North Sea.”

“……then I’ll be ashamed and indebted.”

“Hahaha. What shame. Come with me.”

The man began to clean up the seat where he had been fumbling around.

“That’s a relief, though. I don’t have much to eat because it’s winter, but I caught some fish today.”

“What? That?”

The man nodded at Chung-Myung’s question.

“You’re sharing it?”

“……It’s not easy to catch something like this in the North Sea in winter.”

Even so, that fish?

“Yes, you should die rather than suffer.”

I can’t even go hungry when I freeze to death. Just because you were born again as a beggar, you can’t live like a beggar.

Chung-Myung, who jumped out of the bag, sprinted toward the hole in the ice.

“Oh, it’s cold! It’s cold! Argh! It’s freezing!”

Then, he pushed his hand into the hole without delay.

“Now, what are you doing……!”


When Chung-Myung pulled his hand up, the ice around the hole broke. Then several fish, the size of human arms, rose together.


Empty! Empty!

The fish fell on the ice and soon froze white.

“Oh! Good job, Chung-Myung…”….”

Baek Cheon twinkles his eyes and turns to praise Chung-Myung. But he wasn’t already there.


I turned my head and found a bag with a tight entrance dilly-dallying into the luggage.

“…I can’t tell whether I should swear or praise him once in a while.”

“It’s all gonna be like that, Sasook.”

Yoon-Jong patted Baek Cheon on the shoulder as if comforting him.

The man alternately looked at the fish lying all over the ice and the bags dug through the luggage.

His eyes sank slightly for a moment.

“Hurry up and load this.”


When Hawsan’s disciples loaded all the frozen fish into the cart, the man arranged the fishing rods.

“I don’t think they’re ordinary guests.”

Then straightened up and stood up and looked at Baek Cheon.

“Let me introduce you again. I’m Hong Yi-myung.”

“As I said before, we are a civil servant of the Hwasan faction in the Middle East. I’m the third generation of Hwasan.….”

“Oh, I got it! Let’s go! I’m freezing!


Hong Yi-myung nodded as he looked at Baek Cheon with a sad look.

“Let’s go.”


His personality was Baek Cheon who realized that there was not much difference between cold and hot places.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect


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