Hyun Jong's eyes looked at the people sitting in front of him once.
"I talked to him and he just went back."
There was distrust in his voice. However, the people in front of him answered proudly with a face that had no qualms.
The answers were Chung-Myung, Hyun Sang, and Hyun Young in order.
Since ancient times, if three people say the same thing, shouldn't you believe that a tiger appeared in the middle of the village?
"…The people who were so evil went back quietly?"
"I heard people's minds are like reeds."
Hyun Jong's eyes twitched slightly at Hyun Young's sly answer. Soon after, his eyes turned to Baek Cheon, who was just looking at him in the corner.
"……Yes, Jang Moon-in."
"Is it true?"
When Baek Cheon hesitated without a prompt answer, Hyun Young, Hyun Sang, and Chung-Myung simultaneously opened their ax eyes and stared at him. Eventually, Baek Cheon said with his eyes closed.
"Sa, it's true. In fact!"
When Hyun Jong stared, Baek Cheon turned his head and turned away.
As I saw it, so many words crossed my mind.… Hyun Jong ended up shut up.
What are you going to do with that guy?
The main culprit is the three right in front of it.
Hyun Jong let out a sigh with a frown.
Things to fall into hell.
How can you fool him into eating to make this up?
No, it's not even a trick. Why don't you bring a crow and insist on it?
Chung-Myung shrugged when he saw Hyun Jong, who was speechless.
"I talked to him, and he was willing to go back."
Yeah, well, I'm sure you told me.
It's not a mouth, it's a fist. It's a problem! With your fist!
You could have done it with your mouth.
This guy would've really bitten it off!
In the end, Hyun Jong sighed and asked with a sound of pain.
"Yes, a long writer."
"…I'm really asking because I'm old."
"Yes, feel free to ask."
"…It's not all over the place, is it?"
"Oh, my God, Jang. Still, I'm out of business. Do you think I would have done that?"
I think you would have done enough.
"Don't worry. I walked back on both feet...….Uh... Did he crawl? Uh……."
Hyun Jong closed his eyes as he looked at Chung-Myung tilting his head and blurting the end of his words.
Let's move on.'
It's just tiring to mention what's already done.
And didn't you expect this conclusion from the time you were captured by those elders and imprisoned here?
If I really wanted to stop him, I would have kicked him out of here somehow. But Hyun Jong didn't do that.
"……Yes, everyone worked hard."
"Don't mention it, hehe."
Yeah, you must have had a hard time. You'really.
Hyun Jong put everything down.
Then Hyun Sang opened his mouth in a low voice.
"This isn't just something to laugh about."
With a serious look on his face, Hyun Jong also frowned slightly with a stiff face.
"In fact, this one has managed to get through without a big problem, but I can't guarantee it will continue to be the case."
"What does that mean?"
"In fact, the fundamental reason for this is that Hwasan has become a place that outsiders would want to see."Everyone nodded at the words.
If Hwasan hadn't made a name for himself at this stage, would Hyun Dang and the family have coveted it and climbed the mountain?
"As for Hau Liang, I was confident that he deserved to be on Hwasan, so I was able to reach that early stage. In other words, there will be countless red-eyed people at this moment to use Hwasan. I just didn't reveal my mind as early as Howryang did."
Hyun Jong nodded heavily.
Hyun Young, who had been listening quietly at the time, added.
"One thing is a little weird. The rise in reputation means that the clique is stronger, and more people are aiming for it than in the past."
The answer to that was Chung-Myung's replacement.
"It's because it's easy."
Everyone looked at where the voice was heard.
Chung-Myung said with a sullen face.
"I can't touch a shaman or a Shaolin, but isn't it because you think you can do something about it?"
Hyun Jong sighed.
Obviously, the obvious point was exactly what was said to be Hwasan's weakness.
'I'm to blame.'
To put it bluntly, Hwasan's reputation is all thanks to the latecomers' performance.
Of course, the other Moon faction also gained fame through the late players' performances, but…….
'The clans have great disciples on top of the postscripts.'
Basically, the strength of the posthumous index is a measure of the strength of the upper generation.
If the shaman's two and three great disciples are active, it would be the same as proving that the shaman's great disciples are strong even if they do not show their skills.
But there is an absolute shortage of disciples and elders in Hwasan.
And he's not good enough.'
Of course it's not that I don't try.
Unja boats are also redefining their martial arts by learning the art of twenty-fourth-purchase painting with blood. However, with age, the pace of accepting new martial arts is bound to be slow.
"It means that compared to the two great disciples and the three great disciples, who have a long way to go, the lack of skills of great disciples and elders who should be the main pillars of the Moon faction makes them look easy."'
Those who need to hold the real power of the literary community are weak, and those who will be the future are young. So wouldn't it look like a place where you can take advantage of it as much as you can?
Hyun Jong sighed deeply.
This was the fundamental limitation of the once downfall of Hwasan.
The wise men, who guessed the meaning from Chung-Myung's words, each breathed a low sigh with a firm complexion.
All those who had their own wits knew the situation and kept their mouths shut up.
"……I'm ashamed of you.…."
"But why do you think it's easy? We have our own reputation."
Unfortunately, however, Yoon-jong, who didn't have that much sense, asked what he shouldn't have asked.
Chung-Myung stared at him and opened his mouth.
"The death penalty."
"What kind of people are we?"
"…us? We're masters."
"Yes, sir. The masters who learn martial arts on this rugged mountaintop. Then, what kind of treatment would a Taoist be if he was stuck in a mountain and wiped away the ditch and the learning?"
Before Yoon-Jong could answer, Jo-Gol answered first.
"A pushover who doesn't know the world."
"…Isn't that too obvious?"
When Yoon-Jong sounded a little shocked, Jo-Gol shook his head firmly.
"That's the reality, the death penalty. In fact, shopping malls prefer to open business with temples and conduits in remote areas. I don't want to cut the price because I don't know what's going on.""…Really?"
Chung-Myung nodded loudly as if Jo-Gol had said what he wanted to say instead.
"The same goes for the old men being on Hwasan this time. It's because I thought that I could fool as many worldly unknown masters into eating."
Hyun Jong swept down his beard.
'This is an unexpected problem.'
Hyun Young, who had been listening, looked back at Chung-Myung in wonder. And asked with a subtle smile on his mouth.
"So what do you think we should do?"
"We need to build our influence."
Chung-Myung took a deep breath and said firmly.
"There are a lot of conduits stuck in the same mountain and learned to do martial arts. But people in the world regard shamans as a door-to-door group that cannot be touched, but places like Hwasan and Gonryun as places where they can be touched in moderation. This is separate from the question of how strong Munpa's force is."
"Is it a matter of perception?"
Hyun Young nodded as if it was definitely worth thinking about.
"So what do you think we should do to change that perception?"
"I'll have to know."
"…Do you know?"
Chung-Myung looks back on everyone.
"It's not just because they're strong that shamans or Shaolin can be the leading gatekeepers in the world. It's because their influence reaches the world. It was like that the other day when you worked at the conduit."
"……I tried to establish a relationship with even the little Namyoung."
"Yes, they know. No matter how strong you are, you can't be treated as a bum on top of that mountain."
Jo-Gol, who was listening to the story, said as if he was frustrated.
"So stop beating around the bush and talk. What do you want me to do?"
"What do you ask after you've heard everything? We'll do it like a shaman!"
"It's a trick! It's a trick! A fist closer than a faraway master...…. No, shorthand is more influential. Do you know how many shamans and shamans there are in the world?"
"…a lot of them."
"Yes, when Shaolin's inner circle is established next to my house, I feel more familiar with Shaolin and I am more interested in it. But if you learn a trick, you feel like you've become a student of Shaolin, so if anything happens, you're defending yourself."
Chung-Myung shook his head loudly as he spoke.
"That's how you build your influence."
Hyun Jong, who was lost in thought, turned his young.
"Yes, a long writer."
"Isn't Wirip San in Hwayeongmun Province staying now?"
Although the Hyun Dang family suddenly came to visit and became a barley bag.
He seemed to be looking around, unable to say that he would leave due to the unusual internal atmosphere.
Even so, I was thinking that I should discuss the part of the shorthand with Hwa Young-moon-ju. So……."
"I guess I can build up my work."
Hyun Young and Hyun Jong nodded looking at each other.
"Whether we move the English or open a new door, we have to create a place to be the center of the Wasan family in the future. If we could spread Hwasan's shorthand around that gatehouse, no one in the world would take him seriously.""Well."
The approximate direction has taken place.
"If you do, isn't there one thing you need to think about first?"
"…What are you talking about?"
"Harmony is too small a place to build a family. So I need to think about the right place...…."
Then Chung-Myung shrugged and said.
"There's nothing to think about. This is Seomseo, and there is only one city in Seomseo."
One thing popped into everyone's head.
The West Bank is the castle of the West Sea and the place where all the supplies of the West Sea are gathered. Of course, the population is also the largest.
If Hwasan is aiming for the island's first gate and the world's first gate, he should first start by calming the West Bank.
"But…… this is……."
It will take one thing to establish a clique in the West Bank.
"Is it Jongnam again?"
"I'm tired of seeing each other."
The West Bank is an area tightly held by Jongnam. Therefore, in order to open a family there, it is inevitable to bump into Jongnam.
"……I'm not arguing with you because I want to, but somehow."
Those gathered here could not help but realize why Hwasan had been growling with Jongnam for hundreds of years.
If you have this small clique in this small place, you will have no choice but to face it no matter what you do.
"…There's no way to avoid a collision, is there?"
"Why are you saying such obvious things?"
Hyun Jong sighed and nodded at Chung-Myung's cool reply.
"Then there's nothing I can do. First of all…."
It was then.
"Hwasan the Dragon! Is he in the Hwasan Divine Dragon? Hwasan The Dragon!"
Everyone's eyes turned towards the door.
You sound familiar.
When Chung-Myung opened the door, he saw a familiar face.
"No. What's up with the beggar?"
Hong Dae Kwang, who was calling him anxiously outside the door, frowned at Chung-Myung.
"No, why is there no one out there. I waited a long time in prose."
"There's no one coming, so there's no gatekeeper."
"That's not the point, anyway."
Hong Dae Kwang spoke in a hurry and a half.
"I came here myself to let you know because I had some pretty important news."
"What? What news?"
The people in the room were surprised and rushed to the door.
"Argh! Don't push me!"
"What do you mean? Jong-nam's going to pay his respects?"
Hong Dae Kwang answered Hyun Young's question without delay.
"To be exact, it's not Bongmun, but it's going to rule inside for a while from now on."
"……That's the Feudal Gate."
Hong Dae Kwang nodded at Chung-Myung's words.
"Maybe there's something big I felt at this stage. Or the internal conflict has intensified and time is needed to govern. I'll have to look into that a little more."
"No. Well, I don't care about it. Anyway, Jong-nam is going to have a funeral for a while, right?"
Chung-Myung, who had been agonizing for a while, had an evil smile on his lips.
"Long story short!"
Now Hyun Jong, who understands Chung-Myung's words, raised his voice.
"Come on, bring me Hwayeongmunju! Now!"
"Yes! Long story!"
Hong Dae Kwang tilted his head as he watched Hwasan start moving busily again.
What else are you trying to do?'
Anyway, it's a doorkeeper who doesn't have a day to sleep.