Chapter - 242 Episode 242. I can't believe you gave me this generously! (2)



"They're missing!"



"……."



A loud voice rang the smoke mists.



In a great deal of exasperation, Hwasan's second and third disciples shrank in unison.



"I've been away for a month or so, why don't you hang out with me?"



"……."



"This is why I can't be away!"



Baek Sang looked forward with blank eyes.



This is unfair.



It's so unfair.



Just because Chung-Myung's group is away, the rest of the students have never played around. Rather, he practiced harder than usual to avoid finding fault with him.



Is that why you're upset?



No, that's not it.



No matter how he trained, Chung-Myung would have been the one to nitpick. Therefore, it was not unfair at all to be in this situation. Rather, I expected to some extent.



So what's wrong with me?



Baek Sang looked up and saw the man screaming.



'…...why the death penalty?'



Familiar.



It's such a familiar face.



That's right. The one who is scolding them is not that Chung-Myung, but Baek Cheon.



"…the death penalty?"



Baek Cheon turns his head towards Baek Sang. Seeing his eyes glistening with flesh, Baek Sang flinched and cringed his neck again.



"Hush!"



"……."



No, the death penalty.



Why did you become Chung-Myung after just a month of absence?



I'm going to faint.



Chung-Myung, who was worried about them paying, didn't respond much.



Baek Cheon, Yoo-Esul, Yoon-Jong, and Jo-Gol stand in front of each other and press the two great disciples, respectively, and Chung-Myung just lies in the shade of the tree behind him and plays tangha.



What the hell is going on here?



"You need basic skills to use elixir medicine! What have you been doing for a month that has made you so bad?"



What?



Are you not good enough? Us?



It was that moment.



Baek Cheon told Baek Sang in an angry voice.



"Baek Sang!"



"Yes? Yes! Death penalty!"



"What did you do?"



What?



……me?



Baek Sang looked blankly at Baek Cheon.



"If I'm not here, you're a great student! How did you manage to look like this?"



"What?"



No, what the hell are you talking about?…?



In fact, Baek Sang wasn't someone who couldn't give Baek Cheon an excuse. Usually, he is more of a straightforward person.



But what should I say?….



Why did you come back so bloody?'



It's not easy for Baek Cheon to come up with that simple excuse now. Every time you open your mouth, the spirit that emits makes you cringe.



"No need to say!"



Baek Cheon pulled out a sword and pointed up there.



"First, take a picture of Nakanbong. The late half goes one more time!"



"……."



"Run!"



"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"



"I'm coming! I'"



Lee's disciples, who had been hesitant for a while, began to run for Nakanbong with all their might.



"Tsk!"



Baek Cheon kicked his tongue in disapproval.



And Yoon-jong, who watched the scene, turns his head and looks at the celadon boat.



"What are you doing?"



"What?"



"Since they went to Nakanbong Peak, let's go to Yeonhwabong Peak."



"…Yes?"



"Half the guys are going back. You guys are, um...Yeah."



Yoon-jong grinned.



"I'm going again except for ten people."



"……."



"Go."



"What?"



"Go away."



"……."



A few people who figured out the atmosphere quickly started running toward Yeonhwabong Peak. The rest of them go down to Yeonhwabong Peak.While running at full power, their mouths were filled with complaints.



"Oh, no! What's wrong with the death penalty?"



"Jo-Gol, why aren't you stopping the death penalty?"



"Do you know it's me?"



The worried Chung-Myung doesn't say a word, but Baek Cheon or Yoon-Jong, who have been on their side for a long time, are bothering them.



What kind of weird situation is this?



Watching his disciples running to death, Yoon-jong also began to kick his tongue.



"Tsk tsk tsk."



Yoon-jong, who shakes his head a couple of times, looks at Baek Cheon.



"Living quarters."



"Ugh."



Baek Cheon sighed and said in a tone of disapproval.



"I can see why Chung-Myung was always so impatient with us. I've only been away for a month and I can't believe it's that shape!"



"I understand a little bit. It's a little bit."



Baek Cheon's eyes burned.



"Three days. Just three days. I'll be in full discipline in three days!"



Chung-Myung grinned as he watched the scene in the shade of a tree behind him.



Perhaps Baek Cheon, Yoon-Jong, Jo-Gol, and Yoo-Esul are just as embarrassed by now.



I just went to Unnam, but I'm embarrassed that all the students in Hwasan will look weak.



Just one thing.



I don't think they're stronger.



Strongness is a relative law.



Baek Cheons are beaten intensively by Chung-Myung on their way to Unnam……. No, I was intensively trained. Thanks to this, their dance is incomparable to the one before they left here.



The history of the marriage group, which was taken before leaving, was completely theirs, and herbivores became more sophisticated. In other words, during their trip to Unnam, their martial arts became a few steps stronger.



Is that all?



I felt the ability of an absolute master by watching Chung-Myung and Dang Ga-ju's tombstone, and I knew what the real game was when I saw Chung-Myung and Dang We's choreography.



In addition, I experienced the Beast Palace Lord right in front of me and saw the Beast Palace, which can be called Gangbyeong.



It's a weirder situation if your eyes don't go up.



So what about the ordinary Hwasan students who didn't change much before they left?



Perhaps from now on, Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong will push and push the priests until they reach the level they want.



'Yes, Moonpa can be this strong.'



When a coriander appears, the coriander grabs his surroundings like a mouse until I'm satisfied. Then those who have become strong after being hit by it turn my surroundings upside down again.



If the process is repeated several times, everyone will be whipped as if the water were flowing down.



Well?



Of course I'll be strong!



Now, Chung-Myung's stream of water filled Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong and started to flow down.



At this point, Chung-Myung just needs to watch and fix the things that go wrong little by little.



In a year or so, everyone will be able to train themselves.'



Then only then will Hwasan at least have the qualifications to be called prestigious.



A prestigious name does not refer to an outstanding place, but to those who succeed in generations.



Chung-Myung smiled pleasedly.



'Now I feel more comfortable.'



It is always fun to watch the seeds germinate. This is how HWASAN is set and he'll be fast stronger if he throws the mix on it.Then it won't be long before you regain your past reputation...….



"Chung-Myungaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"



"……."



Chung-Myung's head slowly turned.



I can see the elders and the presidents running from far away.



"……."



Seeing their urgent faces, he sighed deeply.



'That's right.'



It can't be comfortable.



I'm sure something else happened!



Dying than suffering! Dying than suffering!



Chung-Myung looked up and looked up at the blue sky.



"Oh, my God, long sentence."



The door-to-door ass...….What?



You're telling me this, huh?



Whew!



I think I can hear the giggling laughter of the long sentence.



Don't be such a crybaby, man. Even if you put it all together, it's not as good as what I used to take care of after your accident.



"Hey!"



Chung-Myung stood up screaming. Just in time, Jang Moon-in and Yakdang-ju arrived in front of him.



Crouching his head, Chung-Myung seized.



"I'm seeing a long writer."



"No! It's not time to say hello!"



"What?"



"Come here! Come here! You have to go see it!"



Jang Moon-in grabbed Chung-Myung's neck and suddenly started running.



Chung-Myung, who rose to Ho Gong by the back of his neck, smiled pleasedly.



You've become a lot more aggressive, too.'



(Laughs)



"Look!"



"……."



"What do you want me to do about this?"



Chung-Myung looked at the huge pot in front of him with his eyes wide open.



"What's wrong with this?"



"Look down! Down there."



"What?"



Chung-Myung poked his head out and looked at the bottom of the pot.



"Huh? Why is this split? Did someone punch you?"



"It's not a fist, it's a history."



"What? In the pot? It's not a sword. It runs in a pot. Are you going to invent a new martial arts that uses a pot?"



"It's not like that!"



Hyun Jong hits his chest as if he is frustrated.



Then Ungak, the owner of Yakdang, quickly received Hyun Jong's words and began to explain.



This is the special process of making a marriage group. The past common ingredients are now scarce, but this is different. In order to make a mixed fabric, I have to heat up the pot with a large history of mastery."



"…Then what's the difference?"



"I don't know the exact principle, but if I do so, it seems that the history permeates into the marriage group and purifies the miscellaneous energy."



Huh? Does that work?



Anyway, Yakson is amazing.



"That's amazing. So what?"



"So, before I went to the podium, I brought in Jang Moon-in and gave him my strength. The pot can't hold up. This is the third one."



"……."



"If I hadn't tested it, I would have blown away all the ingredients."



"So, to sum it up...…."



Chung-Myung scratched his head.



"In order to make a marriage group, you have to put a history into the pot, but this iron pot breaks because you can't handle it, right?"



"That's right."



"Then can't we make it with the same metal as the sword?"



"Sword and cauldron have different casting methods. Basically, the process of tapping and folding is necessary. But I heard it's hard to make a pot this big in that way. I asked Soso and he said it would be difficult in the Dangga."



"Oh, yeah. Sure?"



"I think we should just use strong iron, but it's rare enough to produce this kind of pot."



"…Can't we make a little bit of it in a small pot?"



The pharmacist shook his head.



"It's not that I haven't thought about it, but there's only one magnification in Yakson's teaching. When the amount decreases, the mix should change, but I can't figure it out with my ability."That's a dilemma.



"So the bottom line is…So you're going to have to get iron strong enough to withstand that huge history and make a pot this big?"



"That's right."



"My my."



Chung-Myung's face is starting to heat up.



No, no, no.



If you think you've solved one, you've got another problem. If you think you've solved another, you've got another problem!



It's not like someone is bothering me on purpose right now!



"No! Where in the world would you...….Where…….Cheol?"



Chung-Myung, about to have a seizure, suddenly stopped. Then he tilted his head.



Iron special enough to hold out? That's enough to make a pot this big?



So, for example...…?



"Like a season of eternal youth?"



"Yes! There's nothing more to ask for in later life."



"……."



"It wasn't easy, so I consulted you for now. Can you think of a quick way to save the season of later life?"



Oh…….



Thoughts?



Hahahaha.



When Chung-Myung smirked, Hyun Jong sighed deeply.



"Yes, you can't save that precious season in bulk. First of all, Hwang Dae-in at the top of the galaxy...…."



"Today."



"Huh?"



"Oh, not today. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."



"……."



Looking at Chung-Myung speaking confidently, Hyun Jong asked back with a bewildering look.



"What, what are you bringing me?"



"A season of eternal life."



"……."



"Oh, do you want me to make you a pot?"



Hyun Jong and Ungak



Is this guy out of taste?'



I looked at Chung-Myung with my eyes.



But Chung-Myung just grinned at the reaction.



Later in the year?



You know.



That's a lot, too.