Chapter - 850 Episode 850. Volcano without you is not a volcano. (5)



"……Hwasan."



"Uh, it's Hwasan.….”



"…I've arrived."



Hwasan's disciples looked up at the peak of Hwasan, a black dead face rising above the clouds.



When I left the island in the past and came back to see this high peak, an unknown emotion bloomed from deep inside my heart. In the end, they realized that their roots were bound to be those barren peaks.



But I can't see the emotion on the faces of the disciples of Hwasan looking at the high cliffs of Hwasan cliff, even after washing their eyes.



There was only an endless sense of despair.



"…up that thing?"



"With this body?"



"…Just kill it. Just... just kill him."



The eyes of the Hwasan disciples were moistened.



When they first started from the Janggang River, their hearts were filled with enthusiasm.



What Chung-Myung said to them was certainly not wrong. Whasan's disciples, dealing with all men, felt keenly inadequate. At this rate, the sense of crisis that they might have to watch the death penalty die right next to them certainly stimulated them.



Thanks to you, I was motivated and determined.



Therefore, even when Chung-Myung drove at a ridiculous speed and reached a huge distance in a day, they did not say a word of complaint.



But when I told him I was going to start training as soon as I found a place to swim with my body so that I wouldn't have a drop of water left in my body, my eyes shook.….



Blood tears flowed when the beating began under the guise of training.



When I fell asleep after rolling this way and that until late in the morning, I thought something was wrong, and when I was forced to wake up, I couldn't help but feel a double-spirit coming out of my mouth.



I've been doing that.



"The death penalty…… is bleeding from my mouth. Wipe it off.”



"It's because my lips are cracked. But your face is white?"



"It's because you're about to die."



“…….”



The open beggar cubs arrived at Hwasan with a tail to throw a postcard for him because he felt sorry for them. There was no soul left in the eyes.



And at this moment they had no choice but to be seized with fundamental questions.



"…...why did he have a seat there?”



"Don't you have any ideas? Huh? Don't you have any idea?



"Are you trying to screw your descendants? Was Chung-Myung the same man?"



A storm of knighthood poured out, but no one was rude. I didn't blame him.



That's the only way.



Even if your legs shake and get stuck on a stone, you'll break it again, but it's even stranger if you don't curse because you have to climb that ridiculous cliff right away.



So while everyone was in despair, there was only one person with a bright face.



"Wow! It's Hwasan!"



“…….”



Chung-Myung's cheerful voice burst out from the mouth at the back.



"I was frustrated because I couldn't train properly on the street. I think I can do it right now! My mouth is watering already! giggle giggle."



"……that crazy bastard."



“…….”



The fact that this curse did not come from the mouth of Hwasan's disciple, but from the mouth of "Hyun Jong" briefly proves what is happening here.



However, Chung-Myung only chins, pointing at Hwasan with a look of joy whether he was cursed or not.



"What are you doing?"



“…….”



"Go up."



“…….”



"FYI, the executioner who falls off the cliff in the middle starts from the bottom again. The last 30 people to arrive are all over again."“…….”



"Wow! I should have done this! It's so heartbreaking!"



"…Please die, Chung-Myung. Please!"



"Here we go! Let'



Chung-Myung, who did not listen to the profanity pouring from here and there, kicked the buttocks of the death penalty in front of him.



The students of Hwasan belatedly thought that it might have been better to enter the crowd.



a flop



Jo-Gol, who barely passed the prose, was knocked down. The ground greeted him in the face, but unfortunately Jo-Gol didn't have the strength to touch the floor with his hands.



Jo-Gol, who greeted the floor with his whole face, flinched and opened his mouth.



"…the death penalty."



“…….”



"Are you alive?"



Then a voice like an ant leaked out of Yoon-Jong's mouth, which had been lying next to him without a movement.



"…I'm dead."



Usually the word 'sensitive' is used as a compliment.



But now, Hwasan's disciples have only spoken ill of Chung-Myung, such as "destroyed" and "dog-like."



How meticulous that son of a b*tc* changed the intensity of his training to the level of each level. Thanks to this, the five swords, which were significantly stronger than the other students, were also forced to become super-spots.



"Well, man……. You needlessly meticulous bastard."



"……He's a genius at harassing others…"….”



Even Yun-Jong and Jo-Gol fell off the cliff and climbed up again from below Hawasan twice.



I felt like someone's foot stepped on my face when I fell, but...…. What can we do to weigh it now?



And it was just then.



Whoosh!



At the sound of something huge moving, Yun-Jong and Jo-Gol, who were lying on their face, flinched and turned their heads. I could clearly see Hawasan's prose closing in half.



"Lock it."



Whoosh! Whoosh!



A large latch locked the door tightly.



It was a common sight, but it looked as if the gates of hell were closing today.



"Now, this is the end of the sealed sentence."



"…with that?"



Chung-Myung shrugged at Baek Cheon's question.



"Is there anything great about Bongmun? If you close the door and don't go out and don't pick up the visitor, that's the gate.”



Chung-Myung twisted his neck from side to side.



"Come on, wake up, everybody up.



“…….”



"What? Aren't you going to wake up?"



The human body is honest.



Each of them may have different opinions with their heads, but the rolled, beaten and overworked body responded quickly to the voices heard.



Hwasan's disciples, who quickly rose to their feet, lined up.



Chung-Myung tilted his head as he looked around his students who had become mopheads.



"Bong-moon, are you ready for the future?….”



His voice was as slanted as his posture.



"There must be some people on death row who think this is a very romantic thing to do."



When Chung-Myung looks at him with snake-like eyes, his disciples flinch and sneak away from Chung-Myung's eyes.



"I hope you understand exactly what's going on. Can you see that?”



Chung-Myung pointed his chin at the closed door.



"…What about the door?"



When asked in a dying voice, Chung-Myung grinned and said.



"Of these……."



“…….”



"If even one person can't get to the level I want."



“…….”



"You don't have to look outside of Hwasan anymore. You're going to die after living with me in the prose for the rest of your life. What? Do you understand what I'm saying?”



“…….”



"Do it right, do it right."



At this point, everyone had no choice but to understand.



The Bongmun they thought and Chung-Myung thought there was enough distance to cross the middle field.But knowing it now was not a turnaround.



"And…."



Chung-Myung's eyes glanced sideways.



Still, there was some time, so the Unja boats, who were excluded from the queue, were sitting and resting, and when Chung-Myung looked at them, they turned their heads slightly.



"If you have stiff joints, you can talk to me later because you have to save face."



When Ungum heard it, Ungum said to Unam with a pleased look.



"The death penalty."



"Huh?"



"But didn't Chung-Myung get a lot nicer? You've given me the honor of the staff."



"What did you eat wrong?”



“…….”



The ungum lost his horse. Before I knew it, the clouds became very rough.



I love you.



Chung-Myung slowly pulled out the sword. Then he poked the sword into the floor and looked at everyone.



"That's it for the jokes."



“…….”



Chung-Myung looked through everyone and opened his mouth.



"Even if it's me, I can't...….”



"Ah, there's no way to increase it quickly?"



“…….”



Chung-Myung opened his eyes wide and looked at Baek Cheon.



Then Jo-Gol, who was standing next to Baek Cheon, kicked his tongue.



"Obviously, Muhak is bloody honest. There's bound to be a limit to expediency.' Well, you'd say something like that."



“…….”



Slowly nodding, Yoon-Jong opened his mouth with a solemn face.



"So you have to reduce your sleep time, reduce your rest time, and only train and train. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of it."



“…….”



Chung-Myung, who was completely speechless, looked at the three people with blank faces.



Then Yoo-Esul made a clean, decisive hit.



"Old man."



“…….”



Dang-Soso was also not sitting still.



"Anyway, he tries to scare people every time he opens his mouth. Is there anyone here who doesn't know that?”



I'm exhausted enough.



But the more tired you are, the more evil you are, the more evil you are, the more evil you are, the more evil you are.



"I'll give you some cliche."



Baek Cheon smirked.



"You'd better worry about yourself. No matter how hard it is for you, it's hard to handle all of us."



Jo-Gol also chuckled back and forth.



"You're gonna have to sweat on the soles of your feet. Don't cry because you can't make it later."



Yoon-jong nodded, too.



"You'd better think about what you mean. I want to run away, but that door won't open."



"It gives me a hole in the wind. Definitely."



Yoo-Esul's eyes were alive.



Hwasan's students, who lined up, all glared and sympathized with the words.



"Be careful, you son of a b*tc*! Do you think you'll be okay if we count?”



"Now you're gonna do what you want to do! We'll see when the veil is lifted."



"A grudge built up so far! I'll pay you back in one shot!"



"…I'm not, Chung-Myung. I'm always grateful.”



"What kind of guy was that?"



Chung-Myung burst into laughter as he poured out his life beyond spite.



Hyun Jong, who was watching the scene, smiled and stepped forward.



When Hyun Jong walked to the center, Hwasan's disciples also stood quietly, gently easing their eyes, as if when they had done so.



"In the past……."



In silence, Hyun Jong opened his mouth.



"Hwasan's sword was called a 'plum inspection' for honing it to the extreme."



"……plum check."



"The name is none other than the title Hwasan gives to his disciples. The person who was named Maehwa was able to proudly declare that his sword represented Hawsan's sword anywhere in the world."The bright light in the eyes of the Hwasan disciples was young.



"It will be hard. It must be harder than you think to train in the main mountain. Just……."



Hyun Jong smiled at all his disciples at a glance.



"When that closed door opens again, I hope all of you can proudly refer to yourself as a plum inspection."



If it could, no one in the world would dare ignore Hawasan's name.



"Can you do it?"



"Yes! Long story!"



"I'll make it!"



Chung-Myung kicked his tongue when he heard a big answer.



"It's not like I'm motivated."



"That bastard, by the way...….”



"But, well, there's nothing to worry about.”



Chung-Myung grabbed a female sword and twisted its mouth.



"I'm sure I'll make it happen."



We don't have enough time. It's too short a time to turn those yellow chicks into eagles.



But…….



'I'm doing it.



Just like Hwasan in the past. No, more than that.



Everywhere in the world, they will make the plum blossoms bloom in full bloom.



"Let's get started. I won't let you off the hook if you cry, so be prepared!"



Chung-Myung's loud voice rang.



The cool wind from the summit gently wraps around Hwasan and spreads back down the mountain.



Plum trees survive a long winter to bloom.



Plum blossoms, which bloom only after a harsh and harsh time of hard labor, will color the spring of Hwasan, which will come one day with redness and splendor.