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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 10


Episode 1101 This kind of reward is worth receiving. (One)

“Okay.”

Hyunyoung threw off the blanket and stood up. He habitually turned his head to look at his window and frowned slightly.

‘Has the sun risen?’

I overslept a little late today.

Normally, it would be impossible to oversleep, but while the disciples went to Gangnam, they stayed up all night without a wink for several days and nights, and it seemed as if the accumulated fatigue had hit them all at once.

“Oh my, it’s a bone.”

I was patted on the shoulder. Although she has mastered martial arts and has a well-groomed body, it seems she can’t beat age.

He completely removed the blanket and sat cross-legged on the spot. Only after finishing breakfast, which was a habit, did he get up and change his clothes.

“Hmm.”

Before heading out the door, he closed his eyes slightly.

Volcanoes is experiencing success after success. But that’s why we need to be more vigilant.

Happiness always comes with misfortune. If you become arrogant or intoxicated with success just because you are a little successful, you will inevitably pay the price.

‘You have to be careful.’

These are things that young disciples easily miss. He who is at least one year older must first be on guard and comfort him.

Hyeonyoung smiled slightly evilly.

“Then, shall we try picking some pods today?”

Hyeonyoung, who had decided to become a ghost today for the sake of her students, resolutely opened the door and went out. But his resolve completely collapsed before even a single meal had passed.

“⋯⋯What is all this⋯⋯.”

Hyeonyoung, standing at the entrance to the manor, muttered with a blank face.

A mountain of luggage was blocking my view. There was something unidentifiable piled up in a mess, not only inside the manor, but also at the entrance to the manor, and beyond.

“⋯⋯Demon Cult bastards are going to invade here? “Are you going to evacuate?”

“Oh, no. “That’s not it…”

Baeksang answered, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“People started coming in the morning and thanked us for defeating the demonic religion…”

“This, this?”

“yes.”

“All of this?”

Hyeonyoung’s pupils trembled violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

As he raised his head along the piled up load, he grabbed the back of his neck before he could even see the end of it.

“oh my. “The back of my neck…!”

“Are you okay?”

“⋯⋯Is this all?”

“There is no room to pile more inside, so now the disciples are receiving items from outside the manor and stacking them.”

“what?”

A spark lit up in Hyeonyoung’s eyes.

“Is this guy with a mind, or is he without one! You said you liked it so much? “Are these people who are raking in money with pitchforks without thinking about what they bring in from the poor people who are having a hard time making a living?”

Baeksang was scared and threw up his hands.

“Oh my, Elder. Is that possible? Of course I declined, saying it was okay. But what can I do with something that is given to you so recklessly?”

“⋯⋯Reckless?”

“It’s nothing special, why don’t you accept this? What can I say to you when you say that is the only price your life is worth? No matter how much I try to stop him, he throws me away and runs away…”

“⋯⋯huh, huh.”

Hyeonyoung just laughed as if it was ridiculous.

It is not yesterday or today that items sent from all over were piled up in a volcano. Hyeonyoung has also seen this many times. But that and this case are different.

The gifts that have come to Huashan so far were sent by influential figures in Shaanxi to gain the favor of Huashan. No matter how you look at it, it is difficult to say that it was sent with a pure heart. To put it bluntly, it was a bribe.

But aren’t the meanings of the things piled up here completely different?

The volcano will soon leave the Yangtze River basin and go to Shaanxi. What can the people of this region do to ingratiate themselves with them?

That means that all of these were truly items given by the local people as a sign of pure gratitude.

“Hehehe…”

Hyunyoung let out a laugh whose meaning was hard to guess, and as if possessed, he approached the pile of luggage and unpacked one of the luggage at the bottom.

The neatly bundled bag was filled with grain that was not particularly valuable. Hyeonyoung looked at it quietly and gently touched it with her fingertips.

“⋯⋯ this precious thing⋯⋯.”

The rare gifts sent by powerful people may be expensive, but they could not be ‘precious’ to Hyeonyoung. How could it be meaningful for those who have extra money to send it out as a small gesture?

But not this grain.

Those living in the Yangtze River basin have finally escaped the clutches of the waterway. These are people who do not find it easy to feed themselves every day. Out of gratitude, such people brought less of the grain they needed to eat during the winter.

How can this grain be inferior to such treasures?

“There are a lot of little things, but most of them are edible.”

“⋯⋯.”

“But there is so much of it that it is not easy to store it. “You have to arrange for a suitable merchant and sell it…”

“What, you guy?”

Hyunyoung turned his head quickly, lighting a double wick. There was anger in her eyes as she glared at the white elephant.

“What are you selling?”

“Well, grain…”

“Is this guy crazy?”

Hyeonyoung’s eyes were bloodshot.

“What kind of thing is this! What kind of thing is this? Are you judging? Are these things that can be exchanged for money? The ones left here are insectivores who eat their food to the point where cows are like big brothers, so you can just feed them all! “Why are you judging this!”

“Now, Elder. “You can eat grains, but things like meat and vegetables that come in right away won’t spoil right away.”

“Eat it all!”

As Hyeonyoung spewed fire from her mouth, Hyeonjae quietly closed his mouth.

“Eat it all without leaving a single morsel! “If you don’t, you will all be ruined!”

Baeksang’s face turned black.

Of course, these people here are the main culprits who hurt Hyeonyoung’s stomach by eating five or six times the amount of food that an ordinary man would eat. But even so, how can you possibly eat all of the food that could fill ten huge barns within a few days?

“Oh, no…”

“noisy! Feed me lunch today! “Spread it all out!”

“⋯⋯.”

“Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes…”

“Tsk.”

Hyeonyoung clicked her tongue with a disapproving expression and looked at the piled up gifts with new eyes.

Well… it will be difficult for young disciples to understand.

For some, negotiation is a matter of choice, but for others, it is so dazzling that they cannot bear to look at it.

In the past, when Hwasan was at Baekcheokgandu, Hyeonyeong could not even dream of joining a charlatan. For some people, even if they have the ability, it may be something they can’t do if it’s too much of a hassle, but for Hyeonyeong and other wise men, going to the guild was something that was simply dazzling.

What allowed them to endure in that difficult life was the vain hope that one day they too would fight for the suffering civilians as proud warriors of a powerful nation and make the name of Hwasan known.

This is the hope that I gave up little by little every time my hair, reflected in my longing, gradually faded to white, and every time I realized that youth does not last forever.

Hyeonyoung carefully put down the grain she had been caressing.

“⋯⋯You’re not wrong.”

“yes?”

“no.”

Hyeonyoung answered bluntly and turned her head. She didn’t want to show her face to her students right now.

After taking some time to manage her expression, Hyunyoung looked back and asked.

“So, are there still people out there?”

“yes. “The disciples are receiving the burden now.”

“Let’s go.”

“yes!”

The white elephant quickly stepped forward. I followed him, and after a while, I saw people lined up, carrying something.

After waiting, a large man arrived in front of the disciples, snorted and held out the things in his hands.

“I don’t know if monks eat meat, but I couldn’t remember anything in particular, so I brought some of this.”

“thank you. “We also eat meat.”

“Thank goodness.”

The young man spoke bluntly and almost threw the bundle into the arms of his disciples.

“It seems like a lot.”

“I guess there are a lot of things!”

“Okay, thank you.”

In response to his blunt attitude, the disciples wiped the sweat from their foreheads and accepted the luggage.

“Where do you live…”

“That’s it. “You know what.”

“⋯⋯Ah, yes.”

The man was about to turn away as if he had no regrets, but instead glanced at Hwasan’s disciple.

“Thank you.”

Cheongsang, who had received the luggage, looked at the man with questioning eyes.

“There is an old mother. “If he had to take refuge, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand the harsh wind outside, so he would have been stuck here and died.”

“⋯⋯.”

“Thanks to you, I survived. Thank you.”

Cheongsang looked at him blankly for a moment and then smiled.

“I just did what I had to do.”

“Hmm.”

The man nodded, then turned around and walked away.

Hyunyoung stared at the man’s back and then turned his gaze to the side. The bottom of the bag was wet, as if the meat had just been slaughtered.

“⋯⋯White Shark.”

“Yes, Elder.”

“Go and call more disciples. The weather is cold and the line is too long. “If you can’t refuse, you should at least reduce the time you spend standing there.”

“yes? Now Cheongmyeong is beating up the kids… No, they won’t send you any more because they’re training you, right?”

“Just say I called you and come out. No, tell Cheongmyeong to bring everyone who is training, including him, and get their luggage first.”

“That training…”

“hurry.”

“yes! “Elder.”

The white elephant rushed inside. No matter how much of a bastard Cheongmyeong is, he doesn’t complain about the instructions of Jang Moon-in and Elder Hyeon-yeong, so there won’t be any problem.

Hyeonyoung silently looked at the people in line.

A man with messy hair, an old woman bent over with age, and a woman standing holding a child’s hand with her rough hands were all holding something in their hands and looking at Hwasan’s disciples with envious eyes.

“Oh…”

Hyeonyoung opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again. As he was about to turn his head, someone’s voice suddenly passed his ear.

“Didn’t it look nice?”

Hyunyoung glanced behind him and spoke bluntly.

“When did you arrive?”

“In a few hours ago.”

Hyeonjong was looking at him with a grin.

“A gentleman named Jang Moon-in is sometimes free. Are you coming all the way here to see something?”

“No matter how busy you are, there is always something to see.”

“Then would you like to lend a hand?”

Hyeonjong laughed quietly at Hyeonyoung’s words.

“We are not the ones who should meet them. “Isn’t that right?”

Hyeonyoung also nodded silently at those words.

“Consultation is something that should not be carried out with the expectation of reciprocation. “The moment you expect something in return, it becomes a transaction rather than a collaboration.”

“⋯⋯.”

“But…”

Hyeonjong said.

“If this is the reward… Yes, it’s worth taking.”

Hyeonyoung only pursed her lips. She couldn’t bring herself to open her mouth because she felt like a faint sound would come out.

At that time, I saw disciples running from afar, panting.

“It’s work!”

“shit! “I can work!”

“I will do it! Please do it for me!”

Hyeonyoung burst out laughing when she saw her students running excitedly, as if working was better than training, and Cheongmyeong trudging from behind with his mouth out.

“Move quickly! “You lazy things!”

Hyeonyoung’s bright voice was filled with vitality that had been hard to find for a while.


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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