Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 619

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Episode 619 Because it will be a sword that represents volcanoes. (4)

It feels like my fingertips are being crushed.

No, it’s not just your fingertips.

Regardless of my arms or shoulders, my entire upper body was sore as if a heavy bell had been placed on it.

That sword energy hadn’t even reached the tip of Yunjong’s sword yet.

It was truly a force that should be described as terrifying, and its momentum was so haughty that even at first glance one could feel fear.

A completely different kind of pressure weighed on Yoonjong than what he had experienced with other strong players.

‘It’s definitely different.’

Although he is strong, he cannot compare to the bishop of the Demonic Cult. The bishop’s power was so powerful that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was literally a natural disaster.

But if there’s something else… … .

‘I have to bear this alone.’

It’s different from when Cheongmyeong used to fight together. This is not the kind of fight where Baek-cheon and Yu I-seol lead the fight with Jo Geol supporting his back.

Both victory and defeat would be entirely Yoonjong’s responsibility.

‘So you can’t lose!’

Oooooh!

The internal power rising from the dantian circulated throughout his body through energy and blood. Since the day he took additional Gongcheong Oil and Jasodan, Yoonjong has made constant efforts to make that history his own.

The fruits of his efforts were now at the tip of his sword.

Sssssssssssssshhhh!

The moment the surge of sword energy met the tip of his sword, it split into left and right sides.

“Tsk!”

A moan naturally escaped from Yoonjong’s mouth.

It felt like my arm would break at any moment.

It was like standing in the middle of a flowing river and swinging a sword to cut through the rushing water. There was no way something like that was possible in the first place. But now he must make the impossible possible

.’What would Jogeol have done?’

There is nothing to think about. Like I showed you a moment ago, I probably dodged the incoming force like a flying squirrel and stabbed my sword into the opponent’s gap.

Yunjong did not have the sense to grasp that momentary gap and deliver a blow that risked everything.

Wow! Crack!

The sound of bones echoed from my wrist. The sword felt heavy, as if it were attached to a piece of metal the size of a rock.

‘What would Sasuk have done?’

That too is obvious.

There is no way back for Baekcheon. If he had been, he would have pierced through the sword energy flowing like a river head on. He would have met strength with strength and moved forward again.

Yes, just like a hero in a story.

However, Yoonjong did not have such strength and genius.

“Cough!”

Something hot rose up my throat.

It seemed like something inside couldn’t resist the pressure and started bleeding. The fishy smell of blood came over me and stung my nose.

‘I don’t have any.’

Yunjong’s eyes sank.

If it were Yu Yi-seol, this kind of slow black energy wouldn’t have even touched her body. He was even bold enough to avoid it and clear a path at the same time.

clear? If Cheongmyeong were a bastard, he would have crushed the pipe above his head and broken his head with the scabbard before he could even shake his sword.

But Yoonjong doesn’t have it.

Such dazzling talents.

Yunjong’s gaze slowly returned. It was difficult just to absorb the rushing energy, but I couldn’t help but look at it. He did not know how to ignore the three great disciples who were looking at him so earnestly.

‘So what are you asking me to do?’

Are you telling me to lie down on the floor and watch geniuses run amok because I have no talent?

That sounds funny.

“For me!”

He gritted his teeth and cheered himself up.

“I have my way!”

People cannot resist a waterfall, nor can they stop a rushing river.

Therefore, in Baekcheon’s eyes, Yunjong’s current appearance seemed very dangerous.

He had been looking at me with a stern face for a while, but the moment he was about to step forward, Cheongmyeong stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm tightly.

Baekcheon flinched and turned around.

“Just keep an eye on me, you genius.”

“… … .”

In the meantime, Cheongmyeong’s gaze never left Yunjong from the beginning. Baekcheon said as if he was frustrated.

“Aren’t you too reckless! To face that power head-on… … .”

“A prison sentence is acceptable, but the death penalty is not?”

“Why do you keep doing that!”

“You think so.”

Baekcheon was speechless and closed his mouth.

In fact, he knew it in his head. If it had been him who was on the off-stage, he would have definitely tried to pierce that energy head on. Because that’s the surest way to win.

but… … .

‘Am I truly ignoring Yoon Jong-i?’

Cheongmyeong glanced at Baekcheon’s rather serious face and laughed.

“You shouldn’t be so serious about something you were joking about.”

“… … .”

“Because it’s natural to think that way. “It is still a heavy burden for the death penalty.”

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“If you do it, why?”

“But what about the execution of Yoonjong?”

Cheongmyeong spoke calmly as he looked at Yunjong’s figure, who was now swept away by the sword energy and could barely be seen.

“I am the one who has to drag that heavy burden.”

“… … .”

Baekcheon thought for a moment and asked with a stern face.

“Why does it have to be that way? Can’t I help others too? It’s not that I didn’t understand what you said, but this… … .”

“no. “Sasuk doesn’t understand.”

Qingming shook his head.

“Sasuk is the person who will make Hwasan’s name known throughout the world. “He is the one who should shine the brightest.”

“I am… … .”

“But Sasuk’s sword cannot be continued.”

The reason is simple.

Baekcheon is a genius.

It doesn’t have to be a talent that shines so brightly that it makes the world tremble. Just a talent that is a little bit ahead of others. That alone disqualifies you.

“Help?”

“okay.”

“Can those over there fully understand and imitate Sasuk’s sword?”

“… … .”

Baekcheon’s gaze returned to where Cheongmyeong was standing. The three great disciples were gathered together, looking at Yunjong with earnest eyes.

Baekcheon was unable to answer readily.

He has been continuously training the Second and Third Great Disciples. But in the end, it was only limited to basics, physical strength, and sparring, and he was never taught proper sword skills.

reason?

On the surface, it is because there is a cloud and a clear light in the volcano.

But Baekcheon also knew deep down. That it’s just a cover. He couldn’t teach them properly. Because the basic talent and understanding are different.

“It’s the same with death, accidents, and even Jo-geol’s execution. All I can do is ask myself why I can’t do something so easy. “I can’t for the life of me understand how people born with ordinary talent learn how to use a sword.”

“… … So it can’t continue?”

“okay. Exactly, it shouldn’t be connected.”

Cheongmyeong cut it off in a cold voice.

“The martial arts of the sect should be tailored to those who have the least understanding among those who are initiated. “Martial arts, which only geniuses can learn, will eventually be lost and put into practice.”

“… … .”

“Prestigious schools are not places to nurture geniuses. “Places that make Beomjae a strong place are prestigious, and only such places survive in the flow of history.”

The most important thing in a sect is not nurturing geniuses.

It is about nurturing ordinary people who enter the profession without any special talents.

The current structure of the volcano is extremely deformed. In order to improve his skills and reputation in a short period of time, Cheongmyeong has focused on improving the skills of the five swords.

It is natural to make highly talented people stronger, but there is also a reaction to this.

‘Is there anyone among them who has the will to defeat Sasuk?’

Probably not. Because you would think that they were born differently in the first place.

Baekcheon, Yui Seol, and Jo Geol are no reference to them. Because the methods are so different.

The person who will provide hope to such people is Yoonjong.

A person called Ogum without any particular talent. A person who overcame all of Ogum’s extremely difficult journey together without any great strengths.

A person who is plain, does not shine brightly, and fulfills his role simply by persevering.

so that… … .

‘It shines more than anyone else.’

The answer to how to make up for the lack of talent is right there. There is a guidepost right there on what to do for those who feel inadequate.

Those who make the name of a sect shine are geniuses, but those who lead the sect should never be geniuses.

‘Jangmunjijae(長門之才).’

A person who becomes a scholar must be someone who leads people like that.

The reason was that even though Cheongmyeong was so strong in the past, no one in Hwasan tried to elevate him to the position of Jang Mun-in.

The place was, of course, a hearing.

The long list of clans belongs to those who can serve as guideposts for those who follow.

“Do you know what the biggest drawback of Yoonjong’s execution is?”

“I don’t know.”

“It means I know too well.”

“… … “What does that mean?”

Instead of answering, Cheongmyeong looked at Yunjong blankly.

‘I know so well that I don’t have to know a little bit.’

Yoonjong already knows all that. He knew that only he could show the way to other priests. And that his defeat is no different from the defeat of other priests.

The burden on those shoulders would be heavier than that of Baekcheon, who carried Hwasan at the forefront.

‘Hold on.’

A fleeting look of pity passed through Cheongmyeong’s eyes.

This was something that even Cheongmyeong could not do anything about. Because it is something that Cheongmyeong has never done before and cannot do.

This was something that Yoonjong had to do on his own.

“No need to worry.”

At that time, Jo Geol, who had been silently looking at Yoon Jong, resolutely opened her mouth.

“I will not accept the death penalty.”

The person who knows Yoonjong best is Jo Geol. The girl said, staring at the off-stage with unwavering eyes.

“It’s not like the death penalty is worth that much.”

I knew that these words did not come from reason, but from faith. But for now, I just wanted to believe Cheongmyeong’s words.

When a strong force comes, do not counter it, but instead let it go or avoid it.

‘Easier said than done.’

That was a method that only those with savvy could choose. He had no choice but to desperately accept it.

but.

‘I can endure as much as I can.’

Your feet should grip the floor more firmly than the roots of a giant tree, and your lower body should support your body firmly. Keep your back straight and maintain the force drawn from the floor, and loosen your upper body to release as much force as possible.

okay. Like a tree. Like a plum tree blooming on that volcano.

‘That’s what it was.’

I realized it again.

What was the basic posture that the privateers so emphasized? What was the basis for that Cheongmyeong guy talking until his ears were pounding?

‘I was a Taoist.’

A Taoist is someone who resembles nature.

If you simply follow the teachings that lead, at some point you become a tree and you become nature.

This was the teaching that Hwasan had accumulated over hundreds of years and the voice he conveyed uprightly to his disciples.

‘Know.’

The executioners are now watching his back.

However, there is no way that something good will actually happen, such as the will of those watching becoming his strength. Will is will, strength is strength.

This is a fight he must endure alone.

Crunchy.

The little finger, which was firmly attached to the handle of the sword, ended up twisting in a strange direction and falling off. The pressure felt like it would crush my whole body.

‘What do you want to say to them?’

There was no such thing.

It was difficult to just keep one body. How can he teach them how great he is?

He just struggles.

Desperately, I muster up every last drop of energy! Even if a fierce typhoon rages and sweeps the mountain, even if the branches break and the flowers are torn off, the roots embedded in the earth continue to spread endlessly.

That’s how trees live.

How many trees were there in the plum forest? When viewed in isolation, they are usually not particularly beautiful, and they do not produce particularly beautiful flowers. However, when they come together one by one and bloom at the same time, the mountain turns red and finally creates a spectacular sight.

Crunch!

Even my ring finger was broken and twisted.

Although vivid pain was felt, Yunjong’s expression did not change at all.

“Stretch out.”

And finally.

Light red plum blossoms began to bloom quietly at the tips of the branches of the plum tree that seemed as if it would be broken by the typhoon.

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