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Chapter 722

That’s right away.

Chung-Myung’s feet, who was running forward like a person who didn’t know his back, gradually slowed down. And finally it stopped completely.

With his head up, he saw the beginning of the road up to Hwasan.

Holding the bot on his shoulder carefully down, Chung-Myung looked up at Hwasan with blank eyes.

It’s no different from usual.

The place where the mountains remained surprisingly silent throughout those years.

However, the reason Chung-Myung can’t look at it with his usual eyes is because he must have missed this ordinary scene so much for someone. Even the moment you close your eyes.

Until the ensuing disciples of Hwasan stood behind him, Chung-Myung remained silent and blind.

Chung-Myung walked slowly as the train gathered behind him.

And slowly, very slowly, began to climb the mountain to overshadow the momentum that had been running so far.

Flowers and thick bushes around the narrow road up Hwasan. Shred cliffs rising against the forest, and old pine and plum trees extending between them.

It’s a familiar sight for Hwasan’s disciples. But today all of them came into my eyes one by one.

Ogumdo, which was following Chung-Myung, looked around and captured the familiar Hwasan’s scene in his eyes again.

As I walked slowly past the place that was always urgent and fast, I felt more things.

Is it said that people don’t know the importance of being close?

Baek Cheon gently closed his eyes.

I’ve heard again and again that not a single person of Hwasan’s ancestors came back from Daesan’s blood. But that fact remained only one piece of knowledge, nothing more than impressive.

However, I found out as soon as I saw the remains in Chung-Myung’s heart.

I’m sure you wanted to walk down this road.’

There would have been only one wish for ancestors who risked their lives to fight Heavenly Demon. Kill Heavenly Demon somehow, protecting the future of Kangho and Hwasan…….

Walking this way on two feet and coming back to Hwasan.

The fact that the wind, which was not much of a simple wish, did not come true weighed heavily on Baek Cheon’s heart.

He looked around quietly.

Yoon-Jong, who was serious, Yoo-Esul, who was always indifferent, Dang-Soso, and Jo-Gol, who are not yet able to sympathize with Hwasan’s grief, were following Chung-Myung without a word with a firm face. They were faces that seemed thoughtful.

That buck.

That buck.

Chung-Myung’s feet were slow, but he climbed Hwasan without a break.

After calmly passing the green path around, Chung-Myung entered the narrow grassland, which was barely enough to fit a foot in.

A road on a distant cliff.

Sometimes, I got angry and cursed a lot, asking if this was the way, but I just walk silently on the road.

A rocky mountain soaring into the sky looks down at them with great momentum.

All you can see now is huge rock walls.

It’s a desolate sight at first sight, but not for those living in Hwasan. The broad end of the sky, which stretched over the mountain, was gradually turning red.

Chung-Myung stopped walking and stared at Hwasan, where the sunset began to pour.

Isn’t that cool?


Sunset for me. Isn’t it the symbol of Hwasan?The symbol of Hwasan is plum blossoms.

Tsk tsk. That’s what people who don’t know say. The basis of ignorance is the air! Of course, the self-assessment ball is the symbol of Hwasan rather than the plum print test. Sunset is all about Zha! Sunset!

As expected, Chong Jin, who was red in the sunset, said with a smile.

– Actually, I just like the sunset, death penalty. The sunset from Hwasan is wonderful. When I die, I hope I die watching this.

What are you talking about?

– Take a look. Isn’t it pretty?

– Stop talking nonsense and find a book.

– ……you shouldn’t talk.

Chung Jin, who had turned away, turned his head slightly and looked back at Chung-Myung and said,

You’ll see. One day you’ll know the death penalty. How beautiful the sunset is in Hwasan.

‘Chong Jin아…….’

Chung-Myung also knows.

This is just a remains. The body that is left after death has no will or meaning.

So what’s in his hand now is nothing but a lingering attachment in Chung-Myung’s mind.

Even though I know…….

Chung-Myung closed his eyes slowly. His long eyelashes shivered yellow in the pouring sunset.

“Do you like it?”

Not everyone wanted this.

What he wanted, and what Chang Jin wanted……to return to Wasan together.

This narrow path is about cursing, giggling, and finally coming up to Hwasan and blabbing about how hard it was.

Cheon Mun, Long Jin, and all celadon and Myungja boats sitting in the same place and laughing like that.

A lot of people came to mind in front of Chung-Myung, who had a cold.

Celadon ships, great ships, many who left Hwasan determined to protect this stronghold.

But for a moment, too, the faces began to disappear one by one.

Someone died in the hands of Mah-kyo on the battlefield.

And someone else couldn’t beat the injury, so just his lips died, holding Chung-Myung’s hand.

One more. So at last everyone disappears.

Only Chung-Myung stands alone in an empty space with no one left.


I wanted you to come back together.

To this place.


Chung-Myung, who grabbed a bundle, opened his eyes.

Red-colored skies and clouds flooded Chung-Myung’s view.

‘Yes, it’s pretty, as you say.’

You were right again.

It’s weird. Why didn’t I know back then?

Chung-Myung’s eyes were sunlit.

“If I had known the beauty of this sunset at that time…Would that make a little difference?’

A cold wind blew up the cliff. The hem of the clothes wrapped around the remains flapped and lightly hit Chung-Myung’s fingertips.

Come on, you son of a b*tc*.

You want to go now, right?

Chung-Myung, who nodded slowly, started climbing the cliff again.

You can’t wait to go to Hwasan.

Yeah, to where you used to live.

Only then did Chung-Myung walk a little faster.

Still steep and harsh, there was no sign of exhaustion at Chung-Myung’s steps. It was stronger and more powerful than usual.

The purple-colored sky was now quickly being buried in dark.

But it’s okay.

It would have been everything that Chong Jin missed. You must have missed Hwasan at night, when the darkness fell to every corner, and the sound of the plum tree’s leaves was spreading.Now there’s only one last cliff left to climb to Hwasan.

Let’s go.

Grabbing the boat, Chung-Myung quickly began climbing the cliff.

The slow steps so far are nowhere, indeed cheerful and pleasant.


Thus came the sight of Hwasan, who rose from the cliff to the eye of Chung-Myung. The former HWASAN scene overlapped before our eyes.

It’s a little different, but it’s not awkward. Even if it changes appearance, this is Hwasan. The breath of those who died first is vividly alive.

Like this.

Down on the floor, Chung-Myung looked at the prose.


As soon as I saw the four letters engraved in the dragon’s ascension-like handwriting, I bit my lips without realizing it.

You’re back.

After such a long time.

Somehow, I felt the warmth in my arms.

Let’s go, Chang Jin.

Chung-Myung moved forward as if possessed.

One step, another step.

Hawasan’s walls, soaring prose, and the friendly scenery inside the wide open door were all just around the corner.

It’s only ten days away.’

It took a long time, didn’t it?

There was a man who stood in the prose and greeted him when he approached the distance, feeling like a thousand miles, saying friendly words to himself.

“……long story.”

Hyun Jong, dressed in Hwasan’s conquest and wearing a conduit, was staring silently at Chung-Myung. Since Baek Cheon said he wrote a letter in the middle, I’m sure you’ve heard the whole story.

Hyun Jong’s eyes turned to the boat luggage in Chung-Myung’s arms.

Chung-Myung slowly opened his mouth.


My voice trembled thin.

“Hwasan’s thirteenth disciple. Chang Jin Jin In…It’s the remains of….”

Hyun Jong nodded slowly while looking at the botge without saying a word, and knelt down to the spot, stretching out his skirt.

After bowing so reverently, he rose from his seat and quietly memorized Do-

Chung-Myung placed Chung Jin’s remains in Hyun Jong’s hands. Then Hyun Jong turned around with a very careful touch.

Likewise, disciples with conquests lined up from side to side. Hyun Jong and Chung Jin began to walk slowly through the road between them.

At the end of the road was a simple but tidy altar.

Someone put a hand on Chung-Myung’s shoulder, who was staring blankly at him.


When I turned around, Hyun Young stood with a friendly smile in his eyes.

“You’ve tried.


“First of all, let’s take care of our ancestors comfortably.

Chung-Myung nodded instead of answering. Having patched his shoulders a couple of times, Hyun Young moved toward the altar.

Arriving in succession, Ogumdo passed Chung-Myung and entered Hwasan.

All of Hwasan’s disciples watched Sajo return to Hwasan too late. All the eyes were filled with piety.

However, Chung-Myung could not easily step between them.

Although all of Hwasan’s disciples except him were in prose, strangely, they did not fall off as if they had painted the floor with glue.

Just a moment ago, this familiarity swept my heart away at the scene of Hwasan, and suddenly felt strange. It was so dangerous that I felt nauseous.


Chung-Myung, who twisted his mouth with one hand, curled up.

The world went round and round, deafening and distant.


It was then.

– I’m back.

I heard a voice in my ear.

I looked back in surprise, but…….“…….”

There was nothing in sight. All you can see is the night-tinted Hwasan. As always.

As if he was chasing something, Chung-Myung slowly straightened his bent back.

His slightly open lips trembled slightly.

– Chung-Myung아!

Death penalty!

Phew! Death penalty! Where else have you been?

A longing voice swirled in my ear. The sound of being carried by the wind was so vivid that Chung-Myung could hardly open his eyes.

Yeah, he’s just back.

He stepped toward the inside of the prose without opening his closed eyes. With his shoulders silently entering Hwasan without breathing, the scent of purple plum blossoms that had flowed from somewhere dropped cautiously.


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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