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Chapter 730

Day 16.

“Turn it off…….”

As Hyun Jong entered the room almost half-way, several pairs of eyes watched from behind.

“…I don’t see any difference?”

“It’s strange.”

Baek Cheon tilted his head.

“He keeps talking nonsense, but he doesn’t lie.”

“…That sounds very strange, but it’s true.”

Baek Cheon squinted his eyes and frowned.

‘I don’t see any significant changes.’

Chung-Myung said he could see the change with his eyes soon, but there was no sign of such a change in the appearance of Jang Moon-in.

Baek Cheon, who had been agonizing for a while, sighed quietly.

“Let’s wait and see for now. He can’t always be beaten.”


Soon the light in the room went out. Baek Cheon and other prosecutors turned vaguely tilted their heads.

The seventeenth day.

“Turn it off…….”

Hyun Jong, who took off the blanket, struggled to get up.

Ood, wood!


My back screamed. I didn’t overwork my body, but I think it was too much for my old body.

Hyun Jong, who tapped his waist, sighed deeply.

“How much longer will your body last?”

I haven’t lost my motivation yet. The pain of sticking a needle in your body is not enough, but that much pain is enough to endure.

This is nothing compared to the pain of sitting alone in this room and holding back tears that kept flowing out when Hwasan was going to ruin, and the pain of melting the five intestines.

The problem was that his body couldn’t keep up with his mental strength.

I didn’t know if it was because I was old or if my natural body was weak enough to handle the ball, but I felt like I was falling into the abyss because I didn’t get any better every day.


‘You can’t cry.’

Hyun Jong squeezed his hand.

Even if his body didn’t follow him, even if he fell down because of his mouth while learning his skills, he never intended to give up.

Aside from his sense of responsibility as a long writer, he could never say that priests who felt such pain but somehow endured training, or Chung-Myung, who saw his face in cold sweat, could not do it.

So you have to make it through the day.


Hyun Jong, who sighed deeply, lifted himself up and began to fold the blankets. Every time I stretched out my hand and stepped out, my body screamed and creaked, but I didn’t groan once, folded my blanket and changed my clothes.

It’s not too late.’

It’s an early morning when the sun has not risen yet, but Chung-Myung never starts his training after sunrise.

Hyun Jong, who organized the room with familiar and delicate touches, stood at the door.

Let’s not lose our energy.

No matter how tired he is, he is a writer of Hwasan. His disciples are bound to be influenced by every expression and gesture he makes. So no matter how hard it is, you should keep your face as calm as possible.

“Let’s go!”

Hyun Jong, who shouted briefly as if comforting himself, grabbed the door and opened it.




Hyun Jong looked at my hand with wide eyes.

The door that had been ripped open by his hand stretched forward was dangling.”……No, why is this……?”

The hinges stuck in the door were broken and dangling as if they were about to fall off.

“Geo, why are you breaking the door?”


Hyun Young, who had already finished his preparation, grimaced and alternated between the broken door and Hyun Jong. Hyun Jong looked at him like that and asked.

“What’s wrong with your face?”

“……my joints are aching.”



Hyun Young coughed low and asked again.

“But why did you really open the door?”

“I didn’t rip it off, but it ripped off automatically. I think it’s because the hinges are old.”

“The hinges are old. I changed everything while I was building and repairing it.”

“Really? Then it must be defective.”

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk. I have to check each hinge. The top of the galaxy is not the same as before. We need to examine it more thoroughly.”

“Yes, you’d better.”

“Put it next to it. I’ll order the other members and ask them to give it back. Let’s go. If you’re late, Chung-Myung will have a big mouth.”

“…That’s right.”

Hyun Jong was about to sigh and say a word, and Hyun Young grinned.

“But isn’t Chung-Myung so nice?” He’s polite.”


Hyun Jong looked blankly at Hyun Young. I also doubted my ears. However, Hyun Young, who is usually quick-witted and has no other ghost, rambled on about whether he could not read his expression today.

“If other people were late for training, they would have broken their heads on the spot, but look at them pouting because they’re adults. I’m sure you can swear. How nice of you.”

“…is it worth cursing?”

“You’re a grown-up and a jerk, and you’ll be d*mned if you’re wrong.”


“But look at him not cursing. Oh, my God, how nice and cute. Hahaha.”

Hyun Young아. I think the concept of “good” is a little twisted in your head. What happened to you, priest…….

“…Let’s go for now.”

“Yes, there comes the death penalty.”


Hyun Jong turned his eyes and looked at the moon, which was still in the sky.

“I’ll do my best today.”

That way, I will be able to light up the students who are going down the dark path like the moon.

The 20th day.

“Are you all right?”

“…does this look good to you?”

“…I’m sorry.”

Hyun Young sank on the spot, biting a worried student.

“Well, how it gets harder day by day.”

Hyun Sang frowned as he looked at Hyun Young, who was sitting sprawled out with a skinny face.

“Hurt my face in the presence of my children.”

“Does face matter now? You look like you’re going to die right now. Isn’t the death penalty hard?”

“Ha ha. It’s hard.….I don’t know.”


When Hyun Young looked surprised, Hyun Sang smiled.

“It’ll be comfortable if I just die. Well, that’s all I think about.”


“…I’m old enough to enjoy a movie. It’s a self-inflicted ball, it’s just…….”

“Hey, hey, hey! There are kids!”

Hyun Young started dissuading Hyun Sang.

However, Hyun Sang, who once burst into laughter, constantly murmured something with a face that he couldn’t concentrate.

“What am I doing to come into Hwasan and suffer in my later years, to just live on the ground and dig for nothing.” I’d rather get married to Young-young who was in his hometown and dig up Ossondoson land…….””Cover your ears! Cover your ears, you bastards!

At Hyun Young’s shout, the disciples covered my ears with both hands. Hyun Young, who sighed, also asked for help from the writer.

“Do something, Jang Man.”

“……But Hyun Young.”


“Does Hyun Sang have a point?”


Hyun Young realized that all of the two remaining executions were becoming senile. Then Baek Cheon sneaked up to the side and said,

“I’ll help you, Elder.”

“Ugh, it’s not necessary.”


“No, it’s done. I’ll get up on my own.”

“Don’t do that, I’ll…….”

“Well, that’s enough.”

Hyun Young pushed Baek Cheon lightly. It was just a really light, grumpy hand.

But…… the result was never light.


f*cking! f*cking! f*cking! f*cking!

Hyun Young’s bewildered eyes popped out. No, not only Hyun Young, but everyone who saw the scene also forgot to open their mouths and blink.

As if he had been kicked by a giant’s foot that was the size of a house, Baek Cheon bounced back at a formidable speed and bounced several times to the floor before falling down a distant cliff.


Back Cheon’s scream came from down there.

There was a moment of silence. Everyone was speechless and looked alternately at the cliff with Hyun Young. It was Hyun Sang who opened his mouth first.

“Oh, no…You’re going to throw him off a cliff if you want to help him? Is this guy really crazy?”

“Oh, no, no! No, it’s not. It’s the death penalty! It’s not like that. I just pushed it a little bit! What power do I have to send that powerful man away!”



Hyun Sang tilted his head in wonder.

“Then what’s wrong with him?”


The two elders looked toward the cliff as if they didn’t understand.

Chills crept up on the backs of the Hwasan disciples who were watching the strange scene.

The 25th day.

“Don’t you think you’ve changed a little?”

“…Sasook. The wounds I had then healed. I said it’s okay. You look perfectly fine.”

“No, not me!”


Baek Cheon, who blushed with tears at Yoon-jong’s words, took a deep breath and placed chopsticks and pointed to the innermost seat of the restaurant.

“They are.”

When he opened his eyes slightly toward the place where he pointed, he saw the elders and the elders. Yoon-Jong exclaimed, “Oh.”

“As it turns out…… Something seems to have changed.”

“Do you do that to your eyes?”

“But I don’t know exactly what’s changed. But something’s definitely…….”


Baek Cheon looked at the writers with a subtle face. It was as Yoon-Jong said. Clearly, nothing has changed so much that we can see clearly. The degree of change was minimal enough to notice the difference.

But obviously something has changed.

‘First of all… I think you’ve gained a little weight again.’

Still, he is skin and bone to the point that others would think it is an invoice. But Baek Cheon could notice that the skeleton-like face was subtly fleshed out.

“A little bit of weight?”

“As expected, right?”

Yoon-Jong nodded and sympathized quickly.”Isn’t that a good sign?”

“It means he’s in better shape anyway.”

The two people who were talking looked at each other’ A little surprise and relief crossed their faces. The atmosphere would have lasted a long time had it not been for a candle-riding voice.

“……It doesn’t even show.”

“Be quiet, you son of a b*tc*! Be quiet!

“Just a snout!”

When Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong stared at each other at the same time, Jo-Gol flinched and asked absurdly.

“……no, do you two just wait for me to say something these days?”


“What did I do wrong? Why are you treating me like Chung-Myung? No matter how hard it is! Chung-Myung can’t handle people! That’s what a man should do…….Argh!”

At that moment Jo-Gol was beaten by something and blown away and stuck in a wall.


“What, what?”

“Is it an assault?”

Those who were eating all stood up and looked around. Half of them looked at Jo-Gol, who was stuck in a wall and slid down, and the other half saw Hyun Sang, enraptured with chopsticks precisely on the other side.

“Oh, no….”

Hyun Sang alternated between Jo-Gol and my chopsticks, who were on the floor and wriggling, and stuttered.

“I, I… No, guys. I’m just putting some strength on the meat to make it hard to pick it up.….”


“Why, why……… the sword from the chopsticks…”….”

Some of the people who watched Hyun Sang came to their senses and ran to Jo-Gol.

“Walk! Walk! Are you all right?”

“It’s all right! As expected, fools don’t die!”

“He’s got a bubble.”

Stretched as a corpse, Jo-Gol left the restaurant on someone’s back. No one could believe this sight now. It was as if he had been possessed.

Baek Cheon slowly turned to Hyun Sang. Hyun Young was beating him hard.

“No! Why are you beating a child?”

“Oh, I said no! I, I really just want to eat meat.….”

“Now I do. The chopsticks are spouting the sword! What if she got hurt at least?”

“I’m telling you it’s not!”

Baek Cheon’s mouth slowly opened as he watched Hyun Sang tear his hair like he was dying of injustice.

There’s no point in saying it a hundred times. You’ll know when you see it.

It’s about time it started to work out. Don’t be embarrassed. giggle giggle

“Stop, don’t tell me….”

Baek Cheon’s eyes began to tremble.

Unknown energy was spreading behind the three old men barely picking up food and pushing it into their mouths with a dying face.

By this point, Baek Cheon had no choice but to be sure.

I’m sure there’s something… Something is going on.


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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