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Chapter 683


“Then I pray for the good fortune of the deaf!”

“I’ll visit you again sometime, my lord!”

“Let the lord live!”

In the prose, Hyun Jong passed on each of the people who left Hwasan.

Hwasan Ohgum, who was watching from afar, murmured with a half-spirited face.

“It’s over.”

“……It’s over now.”

“I thought I was going to die, really…….”

Their faces were filled with indescribable fatigue.

“I’d rather fight the enemy…”….I didn’t know dealing with people would be this hard.”

“I would feel better without Chung-Myung.”

“Next time this happens, let’s get him out of the way and move on.”

“……the head says no, but the heart agrees furiously.”

A sigh burst out of their mouths at the same time. It seemed that his life span had been cut off quite a bit for a government days.

Jo-Gol distorted his face.

“I wouldn’t be so exhausted if he hadn’t come.”

“That’s what I’m saying!”

All of them, recalling Jang Nilso, have their faces sealed. Breaking the silence that came at once, Baek Cheon had a low brain attack.

“…lose…”….”

Jang Nilso’s first impression was nothing like they thought. The costumes and decorations that did not match the weight of defeat and the ark of the bayonet were quite loud.

But…… its presence was truly remarkable.

Jang Nilso’s stay in Hwasan was extremely short. It was not that strange to call him Il Da-kyung. But in such a short time, he left an indelible mark on the hearts of his disciples.

As evidence, no one could take their eyes off his back by the time he left. Jang Nilso was clearly different from their opponents so far. It’s hard to pin down exactly…….

“In fact, I was impressed by the bishop of the Church of the Horse by a few times as strongness.”

“Yes, for sure.”

It is not known who is stronger, Jang Nilso or the bishop.

At their level, it’s impossible to understand someone as good as Jang Nilso.

“But…… there’s something about him that’

“Yes, I felt the same way.”

Baek Cheon nodded at Yoon-Jong’s words. It wasn’t just a strong and rolling matter.

‘A monster…’

Chung-Myung called Jang Nilso a monster.

Usually, the modifier “monster” or “genius” in power is used to discuss a person’s ignorance and talent. But Chung-Myung didn’t seem to be talking about nothing.

‘Jang Nilso means that the human being itself is a monster.’

This is, in a way, an unparalleled compliment.

And Baek Cheon was forced to agree with that. He, too, has seen long writers of the old school and other absolute people, such as the householders and Maeng So, from a distance. But no one weighed him down with his presence alone like Jang Nilso.

Baek Cheon bit his lips slightly. At that time, Yoon-Jong added slightly.

“Jang Nilso is not the only one, Sasook.”

“Hm?”

“And the men in the red suit who followed me were terrifying.”

Baek Cheon nodded in agreement at the words.

The warriors of the bayonet in white cloth.

Although the presence of Jang Nilso, a monstrous mogul, was obscured, the spirit that had been flowing out of them was also overwhelming.

‘Strong.’

I couldn’t help but realize how great a place called 10,000 people is.

Hwasan won the battle against the armed forces of the bay. So, I was confident that I would not win, but at least not lose unilaterally, if I were to fight right now.But after facing Jang Nilso and the crowd, I realized how reckless the idea was.

“So the bay we saw was just the tip of the iceberg.”

“……Yes.”

“And.”

Baek Cheon chewed out.

“Now we have to deal with them.”

“…….”

Chung-Myung said after his performance with the shaman. The more fame and the more recognized Hwasan is in the world, the stronger and scarier the people he has to deal with will become.

The meaning of the word can now be seen with keen interest.

“But…….”

“Hm?”

Then Jo-Gol, who was still, opened his mouth. The voice contained vitality that was not suitable for the atmosphere, which attracted more ears.

Jo-Gol grinned as Baek Cheon looked.

“It’s not just between us, is it?”

“…….”

Baek Cheon slowly turned away instead of answering.

From over there, they could see the North Sea Ice Palace, the Southern Manbeasts Palace, and the Sacheondang family’s table.

Baek Cheon nodded his head.

“Yeah, yeah.….”

“The crowd has to be great. But you can’t deal with the hero alone! If you make a mistake, you can all come together and step on it!”

“…….”

“I don’t think anyone will help me beat them up when they’ve bought a lot of grudges in the first place. In the meantime, Hwasan is running out of pages, so you can pay him back for his sorrow!”

Baek Cheon smiled brightly.

“Why is this bastard becoming more like Chung-Myung day by day.’

Me too? Come on.…. Don’t tell me…….

Baek Cheon shook his head, shaking his terrible thoughts.

Yoon-Jong said with a slightly sulky face.

“I can see how great the Shaolin and Shudang were.”

“What do you mean all of a sudden?”

“They’ve always been dealing with a lot of people or something like that.

At the unexpected remark, Baek Cheon shut his mouth as if he had been beaten. Yoon-Jong continued.

“I saw Shaolin in the arena, and I even dealt with the shaman myself.…and frankly, they didn’t feel as much pressure as the whole crowd. But now that I think about it, I don’t think it’s because the Shaolin or Shudang are weaker than the rest of the world, but because I was convinced they wouldn’t have that kind of hostility against us.”

“……that’s not wrong.”

Baek Cheon shook his head.

Certainly, a Shaolin or shaman is second to none to the crowd. However, it was never like this when playing shamanism.

Maybe it’s because of Jang Nilso’s existence……. Maybe it’s really because of the idea that they’re not complete enemies, as Yoon-jong said.

But…….

“As long as we break through the thunderstorm, shamans and Shaolin may one day become enemies of Hwasan.’

Thinking about it, I felt like my heart was tightening.

I can’t believe that Shaolin is the enemy.….Sorim…….

“Huh?”

Baek Cheon’s eyes shook violently at the thought of sudden passing.

“That…… Hye, Hye Yeon! What about monk Hye Yeon? Where is the monk?”

“What?”

“I don’t think I’ve seen it since the event started! Has anyone seen Monk Hye Yeon?”

“Huh?”

“Come to think of it……?”

Everyone only looked at each other with blank faces, but there was no one who knew.

“Well, I’ll look it up…….”

“…Here you are, Shizu.”

“Gasp!”

Jo-Gol turned away in fright at the sudden voice from behind his back. Hye Yeon, who suddenly appeared, was the president.”Sir, monk!”

“Oh, no, monk. Why did you have a half-face?”

“……What happened?”

In everyone’s fierce reaction, a little water formed around Hye Yeon’s eyes.

Ogum, who was looking at his sparkling hair today, also shed tears for no reason.

“Where have you been?”

“…I was in the accommodation.”

“Oh, since when?”

“Continued even before the event began.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon’s mouth opened blankly.

No, it’s already been a few days since the event started…You mean you’ve been stuck in your place all this time?

“Oh, no…Why?”

“That’s…….”

Hye Yeon opened her mouth with a slightly sulky face.

“I’ve got a message from him before. If I’m sitting in the seat of the Heavenly Follower……that the people who saw it would think there was some kind of relationship between Shaolin and Hwasan…….”

“Oh…….”

“So you’re telling me to never stand out.”

“Oh…….”

So you’re hiding in a densely packed Hwasan with no time to leak water?

“The elder stopped by for a while. He made a new request then. Don’t ever step outside until everyone’s out.….”

……That’s understandable.

No, exactly, it was worth it in Shaolin’s shoes. He’s not just a student. He’s Hye Yeon.

If it’s a draw for Shaolin in general, you may not have to do this. But Hye Yeon is not a normal draw. Shaolin is a rising star in Shaolin’s future, and its reputation has spread widely to the world as the most talented person in a hundred years.

We’ve been together so far, but that’s when Hwasan isn’t getting much attention. However, under the current circumstances, it will inevitably lead to rumors that such a great Hye Yeon is staying in Hwasan.

“No, that’s……Yes, I understand that.”

“Well, why is your face half-faced?”

“like a man I haven’t spoken pijuktto”

“Oh, my God, look at the clown.Did you close it?”

Hye Yeon’s face was saddened by the bloody story.

“It’s not like that.….”

“Sure?”

“…I’m stuck in my room, so I’m going to eat…….”

“What? You haven’t eaten in five days?”

“Oh, my God….”

“Oh, no, I did eat it.”

“What?”

Then what’s the problem?

“He…… the wasans were busy, so the dang people gave me a meal instead…”….”

“……I gave it to you.”

Hye Yeon’s hesitant eyes shook aimlessly. As if he had committed a theft, he looked around and whispered very quietly.

“That…… everything is grassy…….”

“…….”

“…….”

“Oh…….”

Everyone who understood the situation couldn’t find words to describe and eventually shut up. Hye Yeon muttered in a sullen voice.

“…How can a person live on grass?”

Oh… That’s why I’m so…….

At that time, Jo-Gol, who couldn’t understand by himself, tilted his head and said loudly.

“But don’t monks usually feed on grass?”

“Walk.”

“Yes, death penalty.”

“Just shut up.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon spoke to Yoon-Jong with a slightly complex look.

“Yoon-Jong아.”

“Yes, boarding house.”

“Take him to the monk’s restaurant and make sure he eats.”

“Yes.”

“Boiled eggs and……put some meat under the rice.”

“……Yes.”

Yoon-Jong took the lead, patting Hye Yeon on the shoulder.

“Let’s go, monk.”

“……Thank you.”

Hye Yeon’s face, which was full of energy and gratitude, was bright.

His round head seemed to sparkle more than ever before. Baek Cheon stared blankly at the thought of him walking softly.”…You have to eat to survive.”

Indifferent Yoo-Esul’s voice penetrated Baek Cheon’s ear painfully.

“Oh, come to think of it. “Sae-mae.”

“Yes, death penalty.”

“Where is Chung-Myung? I haven’t seen him for a while.”

Baek Cheon, who has stomachache even though Chung-Myung can’t be seen, habitually started looking for Chung-Myung. Yoo-Esul pointed blankly to one side.

“There he is.”

“Where?”

“Hey.”

Where she pointed was the corner of a far-off war. Baek Cheon’s eyes shook.

Chung-Myung was pushing someone against the wall and pointing his finger at him from a place that was hard to see because of the shadow.

“…You look like a green forest king.”

“Right?”

“…….”

Shaolin Jeilgi is going to eat meat to avoid people’s eyes, while Hwasan Jeilgi is persecuting King Noklim.

“Is this really okay?”

It was Baek Cheon who felt that Kang-ho’s future was dark.


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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