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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1494


Episode 1494 There’s no need for that. (4)

Everyone held their breath and stared at Hyeonpungsingae.

The first thing to break the heavy silence was the voice of a person who could not bear to accept all of this.

“⋯⋯What on earth⋯⋯.”

Lee Song-baek’s eyes trembled slightly.

It’s a story you can’t help but believe, but at the same time it’s unbelievable.

According to what the old man said, doesn’t that mean that the elders of the Nine Sects and Five Generations completely abandoned the victims?

And of course, among them, there would have been Jongnam’s long-time writer.

“What do you mean by that?”

Lee Song-baek could not stand it anymore and was about to raise his voice, but Hyeyeon silently grabbed his arm.

“That…”

When Lee Song-baek made eye contact, Hyeyeon slowly shook her head. He seemed to be trying to dissuade me by saying that now was not the time to step forward.

When Lee Song-baek remained silent, Hyeonpungsingae opened his mouth again.

“That isn’t so wrong… Looking back, I understand. That I too was just a cowardly human being. “It was nothing more than sugar-coating and sacrificing countless people for my own purposes.”

“⋯⋯Senior.”

“The desperate team that reached the top of Hundred Thousand Mountains ended up beheading the Heavenly Demon. Through those slim odds. But… okay. “The remnants of the Demonic Cult that we risked our lives to eradicate were driven to Shaanxi without any damage.”

A self-deprecating laugh escaped from Hyeonpungsingae’s mouth.

“Isn’t it funny? From the distant Hundred Thousand Mountains, through Gangnam, across the Yangtze River, and back to Shaanxi, it is a long road that literally traverses the central plains… “The only thing that was sacrificed in that terrible move was the volcano.”

“Seniors?”

“Was that really a coincidence?”

“⋯⋯What?”

“The Geomjon cut off the Heavenly Demon’s head. Who watched that? “Before that, all the madhus on that mountain had already lost their lives.”

The faces of the volcano disciples turned pale.

That doesn’t mean…

If it had been in the past, it would not have been easy to understand. It’s hard to realize the distance when you only look at the map.

But now I know. How nonsensical that is. Because I ran a long distance that could be described as grueling, with none other than their own two legs.

“It was barely known to the world that Geomjon cut down the Heavenly Demon. However, Ma Gyoman is clearly aware of that fact. Was that really… really a coincidence?”

“What on earth are you talking about!”

A scream-like sound burst from Lee Song-baek’s mouth.

Baekcheon clenched his fists. His short, trimmed fingernails dug into his palms.

Hyeonpungsingae, who actually spoke, simply shook his head calmly.

“I can’t just curse at them. I also just held my breath. They weren’t wrong. Even though I could clearly see the remnants of the Demonic Cult rushing to crush the volcano, I could do nothing. No, I didn’t do anything. “All the courage I had believed in was a lie.”

Hands like bare tree branches trembled and covered his face.

“Then… Then, if my courage was false, what happened to all those who died under that courage? I… What on earth have I done? “For what…”

No one could dare open their mouth.

If they saw an old man who was so old that it was hard to guess how long he had lived, sobbing like a child… no one would even dare to comfort him.

But Cheongmyeong was still cool.

“Is that why they made openness like this?”

“⋯⋯ That kid said I was a great ark, but that’s not true.”

Hyeonpungsingae looked up at the ceiling with empty, empty eyes.

“Because it was so easy. The half-destroyed world was overflowing with vagabonds and beggars. Just by accepting these people as a way, openness regained its former power.”

“⋯⋯.”

“But… I couldn’t help but tremble with guilt and anxiety as I looked at them. Someday, these people will walk the same path as those who were sacrificed in the past. Opening of blood vessels. Blood… “Those letters, like heavenly punishment, will once again lead them to death.”

The old man who was muttering as if complaining looked at Cheongmyeong.

“⋯⋯Am I wrong?”

“⋯⋯.”

“What was I supposed to do? I can’t do anything alone, I can’t change anything alone. “If their fate has already been decided, is it… wrong to think that I will at least not give these poor people a sacrificial life?”

The old man’s voice sounded desperate. Baekcheon, who was watching this scene, suddenly felt something strange. The tone of speech keeps changing. The old man seemed to be confused. Although I don’t know exactly why.

At that time, Cheongmyeong quietly closed his eyes. Then she slowly floated again and she said:

“Is that why you have endured until now?”

“⋯⋯.”

“By learning witchcraft and forcibly extending your lifespan? “It must have been extremely painful.”

A sound of windy laughter flowed from the mouth of Hyeonpungsingae.

“Physical pain… it’s not even pain. I wanted to change the opening. But I also knew that no one would understand me. So I slowly changed the opening so they wouldn’t know. Nevertheless… there are still people who cannot overcome that spirit.”

“⋯⋯.”

“I had to live because of that. Even if I have to hide myself in this dark closet, even if I have to tie the life of a disciple, a disciple of a disciple, to this place and make him suffer, I…”

Hyeonpungsingae suddenly stopped talking. It was because of Cheongmyeong’s gaze. Hyeonpungsingae trembled slightly at those eyes that seemed to pierce a person.

“Volcano Sword Association…”

“⋯⋯.”

“I… I’m afraid of dying. I am afraid of meeting those who have gone before me in death. That’s why I can’t die… So…”

Cheongmyeong bit his lip without saying a word. Remorse and fear flashed in the old man’s eyes.

“Because experiencing the pain of your body burning for a long time will be less painful than meeting those who have gone before you. So… So I desperately avoided death. Somehow…”

Thick tears flowed down.

“It was a sin to even be alive and breathe, but I couldn’t die. A dead person who can neither live nor die. “That’s me… that’s me.”

A deep and long sigh escaped Baekcheon’s mouth.

I just wanted to know. Who is shaking up the opening from behind?

But I never imagined that I would hear stories like this in the process. Isn’t this such a terrible story?

“How did you come…?”

The old man continued speaking in a dying voice.

“Are you coming to me again to drive them to death…? Are you telling me to commit another sin? It’s a sin that couldn’t be repaid even after eons of time, and you’re trying to add something more to it. How did you come? How…”

Baekcheon couldn’t bear to see any more and closed his eyes.

I didn’t think I could change my mind. Who can change the will that has been built up for nearly a hundred years and the hardened heart?

Just when Hyeonpungsingae was about to shake his head with a sad look on his face, Cheongmyeong opened his mouth.

“Everyone makes mistakes.”

“⋯⋯.”

“Make a mistake.”

“⋯⋯.”

“I don’t commit a crime. A sin that cannot be undone by anything.”

Hyeonpungsingae’s eyes trembled slightly.

“Sometimes I deny everything I’ve ever said and throw what I thought was my whole life into the gutter. And they deny it by making excuses.”

Cheongmyeong stared straight at the old man.

“That’s people. It’s ugly and horrible. But still, in the end, people live.”

“⋯⋯.”

“I won’t say your path is wrong. But I can’t say it’s right either.”

“⋯⋯What wasn’t right?”

“I thought it wouldn’t be understood.”

“⋯⋯.”

“I assumed that no one would understand me, so I tried to handle everything alone.”

Hyeonpungsingae’s eyebrows trembled.

“It’s an escape disguised as solitude. It’s nothing more than a sand castle that will collapse once I’m gone. No matter how fancy it is, a sand castle is just a sand castle.”

Cheongmyeong’s gaze turned backwards. Cheon Sang-rooju was standing with an extremely complex expression.

“And that just creates another sacrifice.”

As the old man listened to the story, he looked at Cheongmyeong and Cheon Sang-ruju alternately. The old man, who seemed to be thinking and conflicting for a while, slowly opened his lips. His deep voice was mixed with a whistling sound.

“Please leave your seat for a moment.” every.”

“Master. “That’s…”

“Just do it.”

Cheon Sang-rooju eventually nodded. Looking at the look in Hyeonpungsingae’s eyes, I felt like I shouldn’t disobey him now.

“Let’s go down.”

The others also followed Cheon Sang-ruju without saying anything. Only one person, Cheongmyeong, remained there like a promise made.

Baekcheon, as if he had some regrets, glanced behind him one last time and headed downstairs, and Cheongmyeong immediately spread his energy wide to block out the sound.

Now, only two people, Cheongmyeong and Hyeonpungsingae, will be able to hear the sounds coming from here.

“Hwasan Sword Association.”

“⋯⋯Please tell me.”

The moment the two were alone, Cheongmyeong’s tone became a little awkward.

However, Hyeonpungsingae looked at Cheongmyeong in silence as if that was okay.

“I… have been listening to your story for a while.”

“⋯⋯.”

“It was uncomfortable at first. “Because someone has appeared who is causing the volcano I ignored, the volcano I couldn’t even bring myself to turn my head to.”

Cheongmyeong looked at Hyeonpungsingae in silence.

“But the more I watched your actions, the more I couldn’t let go of one doubt. “Is all of this really possible with just one person born with heavenly talent?”

“⋯⋯.”

“After watching you like that, I had no choice but to come to one conclusion. That’s why… That’s why I was so afraid. “Facing you.”

A voice filled with endless regret came out.

“I was afraid, but also excited. “It was excruciating pain, but it was also bliss.”

A withered hand reached out to Cheongmyeong. Those trembling hands were filled with indescribable fear. However, Hyeonpungsingae did not stop and stretched out his hands.

“Ma…”

A childlike voice flows from lips full of wrinkles.

“Right… Is that correct?”

Transparent tears flowed. The tears poured down so heavily that they wet my dry face, dripping down the tip of my chin without even having time to form.

“Is my opinion correct? Please answer. “Am I right to see you?”

Hyeonpungsingae’s body trembled pitifully. Even a sinner in front of the King of Flames would not tremble this much.

He desperately braced his staggering body and stared at Cheongmyeong.

“Please…”

Cheongmyeong, who was quietly looking at Hyeonpungsingae, closed his eyes.

Short memory.

One day, I met Hyeonpunggae in passing, when he was still young, and it came to mind. Hyeonpunggae, an older man, looked upon Maehwageomjon with utmost envy.

“okay.”

A calm voice leaked from Cheongmyeong’s mouth.

It’s something I’ve been saying for too long.

Those words that I never believed the day would come when I would say them myself.

“I…”

Those slightly awkward words flowed from my lips as if they were falling off the tip of my tongue.

“I am Geomzon.”

Hyeonpungsingae’s body trembled like an aspen tree. I couldn’t say anything and just let out a creaking moan.

Then, desperately, I brought both hands together in front of my chest. He held out his clenched fists toward Cheongmyeong.

“Hyeonpunggae of openness…”

The deeply bowed head contained the greatest reverence.

“I dare… I dare to meet Geomzon…”


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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