Chapter 114: 114
Chung-Myung looked at Hyun Jong's back climbing the mountain.
After roughly completing his praise for Chung-Myung, Hyun Jong called Chung-Myung separately. Then, he was climbing Nakanbong without saying a word.
Hyun Jong's back comes into Chung-Myung's eyes quietly following suit.
It's my second time staring at his back like this. Since I saw the other day when I was quietly sobbing in front of a commentary that only the long letter of Hawasan could enter.
Hyun Jong's back, who led the collapsing Hwasan alone. The sad back, which cannot be seen in front of others, remains clearly in Chung-Myung's memory.
But today Hyun Jong's back looked a little more comfortable than in the past.
Soon after, Hyun Jong, who reached the top, looks down on Hawasan.
Chung-Myung followed Hyun Jong to the top and looked around. There is a panoramic view of the rugged mountains of Hawasan.
"Chung-Myung아."
"Yes, a man of long letters."
"This is the highest peak in Hasan."
"Yes."
"Do you feel anything when you climb up?"
It was a slightly out of the blue question. Chung-Myung said honestly what came to mind.
"It's high."
"……."
Hyun Jong turns his head and looks at Chung-Myung. But Chung-Myung proudly stuck out his belly. I asked you a question. Is there's no problem.
Hyun Jong smiles when he sees his face like that.
"Yes, you are. You are right."
Hyun Jong's face looks comfortable.
"I called you here because I wanted to ask you something."
"Is this the beginning?"
Chung-Myung's face was grim.
I don't know what I'm going to ask first, but I'll try my best not to get tangled up…….
"Chung-Myung아."
"Yes, a man of letters."
"The plum blossoms have bloomed on your sword."
Chung-Myung quickly licked his lips. First of all…
"Thanks."
Hyun Jong slightly lowers his head towards Chung-Myung.
Chung-Myung wince at Hyun Jong's unexpected behavior and takes a step back.
"What's wrong with you, Jang Moon-in?"
"This is not as long as Hawasan. I'm thankful as a human Hyun Jong. I've always wanted to see that sight."
"……."
"But I have to ask you, because the position as a long-winded Hawaiian is more important than as a human being. How did you manage to burn plum blossoms with a sword?"
Chung-Myung opened his mouth while looking at Hyun Jong.
"It just happened naturally."
"……Naturally?"
"Yes, plum blossoms bloomed naturally at some point while learning the sword. I don't know how that happened."
"I see."
"Just……."
"Hmm?"
Chung-Myung opened his mouth while looking at Hyun Jong.
"Isn't that what all of Hawasan's swords are, after all?"
Hyun Jong looked down at the view under his feet without saying a word. The high and high figure of Hawasan catches his eye.
"Oh, it was a funny door."
I thought there was a secret to Chung-Myung's plum blossom with a sword. But Chung-Myung's answer denies Hyun Jong's idea.
Yes, that's the sword of Hawasan.'
Chung-Myung is just saying he was ahead of the others. In other words, if others continue to train the sword, they can someday burn plum blossoms at the end of the sword.
Plum Blossoms.
If the day comes when all of Hwasan's disciples can smoke plum blossoms, the era of Hwasan will reopen.
"Is it a plum inspection……."
The words that no one dares to say now.If the symbol of Hawasan is plum blossoms, the name of Hawasan's force is plum inspection.
Now no one in Hwasan dares to be called a plum inspector, but as Chung-Myung said, if all of Hwasan smokes plum blossoms someday, some will follow the name.
"It's still a long way off."
"……."
That was a nice atmosphere, I hope!
Looking back at Chung-Myung with dazed eyes, Chung-Myung is smiling. Somehow I feel at ease when I see that smile.
Hyun Jong said with a big smile.
"Chung-Myung아."
"Yes, a man of letters."
"What is Hawasan to you?"
Chung-Myung didn't answer and looked up.
The blue sky seems to show his death penalty.
Hwasan. Hwasan이라.
"For me, Hwasan is……."
As the long death penalty said.
"It's just Hwasan."
I think I know what that means a little now.
Hyun Jong nods lightly at Chung-Myung's answer.
"If you're a student of Hwasan, that's fine."
A warm smile forms around his mouth.
"People just want to be there, but the world doesn't just let them be. That's the way of the world. Can you handle all that?"
Chung-Myung grinned.
"If I couldn't handle it, I wouldn't have started."
"I see."
Hyun Jong looked at Chung-Myung with a smile and said softly.
"Hwasan will protect you if you think so. I'll stop you from doing everything you have to do."
Chung-Myung smiled.
I don't ask.
Hyun Jong didn't ask for anything. I'm just saying that I'll protect Chung-Myung even though there are countless questions I want to Chung-Myung.
'Hwasan's long story.'
Hyun Jong was born later than Chung-Myung, and was not as popular as Chung-Myung. He is not comparable to Chung-Myung by allocation or strength.
And yet I have to admit it.
Chung-Myung, who has never lived a long life, has something he doesn't have. Chung-Myung, who can't call himself pottery, has no choice but to respect those who walk their own path.
"A long man. I'm not protecting you."
Hyun Jong questions his eyes.
"We're just going together. Under the name of Hawasan."
Hyun Jong's slightly hardened face makes me smile.
"You're right."
Hyun Jong smiled softly.
"Chung-Myung아."
"Yes, a man of letters."
"Promise me one thing."
Chung-Myung raises his head and looks at Hyun Jong. Hyun Jong's eyes and face were so soft.
"I hope to hear more from you someday."
Chung-Myung opened his mouth slightly and closed it tightly.
Strangely, it feels like something is rising from my heart.
Chung-Myung, who pressed down on emotions that he couldn't figure out for himself, looked up at the distant sky.
"That's what it will happen."
someday
Yeah, one day.
* * *
Excitement doesn't go that easily.
Especially if you've experienced something tremendous that you've never experienced before, the excitement can dominate people for months as well as days.
That's exactly what the three great disciples of Hawasan were now.
Although the Hwajong Branch is over, the three great disciples have yet to escape the aftermath of the Hwajong Branch.
"We really won, didn't we?"
"……can't you believe it?"
"It's like a dream. I can't believe we won the real Jongnam."
It would have been easy to accept if you were confident about your own skills and considered Jong-nam a worthy opponent. However, most of the three great disciples did not fully believe in their skills until the moment they were unarmed.No wonder they didn't develop their skills on their own, but they were more like Chung-Myung's forced injection.
In addition, Chung-Myung, unfriendly, is the second most regrettable person in the world, so he never explained how this training works and what level it will be when he finishes it.
So I can't help but be dumbfounded.
"I don't know what he's really doing."
"Who?"
"Who is it? Who is it? Is Chung-Myung out there?"
All the people gathered nodded dazedly.
As the aftermath of the incident began to sweep them away and calm down, I realized how tremendous Chung-Myung did.
There are no three great disciples who do not know that Chung-Myung is a great man, but what Chung-Myung did this time was enormous enough to overturn all the evaluations they had made so far.
At that time, Jo-Gol, who was strangely mesmerized, spoke to Yoon-Jong.
"Death penalty."
"Huh?"
"I can't sleep well."
"……are you even going to consult me about insomnia?"
"Not that……."
Jo-Gol said, scratching his head.
"Whenever I close my eyes, I can't help but notice the sword that Chung-Myung showed me. Should I say that I feel like I'm being possessed……. I can't explain it. Anyway, that'sir.
Yoon-jong drooled.
"Did he do that, too?'
The same was true of Yoon-Jong.
Whenever I close my eyes, the plum blossoms created by Chung-Myung grow on me. No, even if I open my eyes, I keep thinking about it.
At first it was just nice.
Most of them were done by Chung-Myung, but the other three disciples also helped defeat Jongnam. The more I thought about it, the harder it was to calm my overwhelming chest.
But as time went by, the excitement subsided and I came to think about what they saw.
'The sword…'
Fantasy
Can you explain it without saying that?
At this point, I think it's good to play against Jongnam.
The sword.
If only I could spread out that fantastic sword with this hand…….
"Death penalty."
Yoon-jong looks back at Jo-Gol.
"Will we ever be able to unfold that sword?"
Yoon-jong is lost in thought.
'Someday…'
"Walk."
"Yes, death penalty."
"Maybe this isn't something the three great disciples of Hawasan should say.…."
Everyone's eyes were on Yoon-jong at the words.
"Honestly, I just wanted to be strong."
"……."
Yoon-jong continued to speak in a straightforward manner.
"I've never thought about going up to a certain level or showing a certain sword. I just wanted to be vaguely strong."
"That's the same for me."
Jo-Gol speaks like a confession.
I'm sure most of them did. Yoon-jong is a little more relaxed.
"But this time I saw his sword……."
What should I say?
Yoon-jong shut up for a moment to pick a horse.
I never thought I was bad at speaking, but it was so hard to express how I feel now.
After a few moments of contemplation, Yoon-jong spoke frankly.
"……I had that thought. That's what I want to be like that's what I want to be. I want to spread the sword with my own hands."
Everyone nodded.
Perhaps this word represents the minds of the three great disciples now.
Perhaps that is the sword of Hawasan.
It is the direction that they should engrave in their souls and try to achieve for the rest of their lives.
A few years after his introduction, he finally saw Hawasan's sword.
"Can we open the sword someday?"Yoon-jong, who received everyone's attention, silently endured the pouring gaze and nodded slowly.
"I believe that can be the case."
There was a determined will in his eyes.
"We are students of Hawasan. There's no way that a student of Hwasan can't open his sword. If we keep trying, one day, of course, we will be able to unfold the sword."
"The death penalty!"
"Then you'll have to train hard."
"I'll definitely get to that point someday. I have a goal."
"Yes, I will try too. With you guys."
Within a long time, the three great disciples of Hwasan believed in each other and began to unite.
"Wouldn't Chung-Myung solve the problem even if we lack something?"
"Because he's a goblin."
"But don't you make sure it's strong?"
"That's true."
At the same time, trust in Chung-Myung began to grow.
But…
It was then.
Bang!
The door opens violently.
'I think I've told you about 50 times that you're not kicking the door, you're opening it.'
Can you hear me talking to that ear? I'd rather memorize the cityscape on the wall.
A very familiar face that came inside slowly begins to scan the disciples in the white plum. A serene face quickly distorted.
'Well, there we go again.'
What else are you going to say?'
Chung-Myung's lips, which were twitching as if he didn't like it at all, open violently.
"How dare you say such a thing and exchange words of blessing? Huh?"
…What does a ghost do?
I'm not going to take him.
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