Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 633

Episode 633. There are defeats that are more valuable than victories. (3)

“Whoop! Phew! Phew! Whoop!”

The bloodshot eyes continued to shine ominously.

And the faces of everyone watching those eyes gradually became distorted with anxiety. In the end, there was only one person they could look at.

‘Try to do something.’

‘What can I do?’

‘no! Still, there is only private residence, right? ‘You know that if something like that happens, there will be an uproar.’

‘Keueuung.’

These damn bastards usually do things like Dongryong and Dongryong and don’t even treat him like a private person, but only in times like this do they come looking for him.

If it was just the priests or the apostles who were putting pressure on them, it would be enough to just ignore them, but the problem was that even the elders behind them were secretly watching Baekcheon.

Unable to overcome the explicit request and the subsequent unspoken pressure, he eventually took a deep breath and sneakily walked to Cheongmyeong’s side to keep an eye on him.

“Losing streak… … . Losing streak… … . Seven straight losses… … .”

“… … .”

“I lost seven games in a row to those shaman bastards… … . To a shaman… … .”

It’s crazy.

He’s usually a bit of a nerd, but now he seems to have gone really far. You could tell just by looking at those fluttering eyes and trembling hands.

It was a very harsh reality for Baekcheon as he had to stop Cheongmyeong, who had completely lost his appetite, even though he was fine.

‘My ancestor.’

I’m going to die like this, really.

Baekcheon took a deep breath and carefully opened his mouth. He wanted to try to calm things down somehow.

“I… … .”

“Crumbling… … .”

“That thing over there… … .”

“uh?”

Cheongmyeong’s gaze suddenly returned to Baekcheon.

‘… … ‘Look at his eyes.’

Soon I’ll be shooting fire with my eyes… … .

“that… … .”

Baekcheon spoke with an uncharacteristic stutter.

“Yes, you did that, right?”

“what?”

“that… … “There are defeats that are more valuable than victories.”

“… … .”

There was no reply, but Baekcheon smiled awkwardly and continued.

“Even though we lost, the kids still learned something, so they wouldn’t be so angry… … .”

At that moment, Cheongmyeong’s head was tilted to the side.

‘ruined.’

‘I’m tired.’

‘Should I talk?’

At the same time, the blood drained from the faces of Hwasan disciples who were watching Cheongmyeong.

“Sasuk.”

“Uh, huh?”

“It did. Of course I said that.”

“Yeah, that’s right. “Cheongmyeong.”

“… … however.”

“huh?”

“Whatever that is.”

“… … .”

“Sasuk, you say you know everything? ok?”

Cheongmyeong’s eyes slowly began to roll over.

“If I could do everything I know, would it be Confucius or Cheongmyeong? It took even Buddha a lifetime to do what he knew, so what’s wrong with me not knowing what I know? what!”

“… … .”

Oh my, how can our nature be so dirty?

“These things that can’t even be used as firewood are losing seven games in a row to the shaman! Seven straight losses? Oh, it’s not even a losing streak! It’s not even six consecutive losses! Seven straight losses? “Seven consecutive losses?”

Cheongmyeong, who was shaking and shouting with foam, suddenly stiffened and grabbed the back of his neck.

“Ugh… … . “The back, the back of the neck!”

“Ji, calm down!”

Baekcheon, who was frightened, quickly comforted Cheongmyeong.

“Have you not seen enough to benefit from? “If you run amok here, you won’t really be able to eat or porridge.”

“Yes, yes, Cheongmyeong! Now, please calm down!”

“Somebody hurry up and get some sugar, you bastards!”

The other disciples also began to help Baekcheon and console and comfort Cheongmyeong.

They had already been with Cheongmyeong for several years. It was enough time to know that something terrible (?) would always happen if this guy started talking.

“Whoop! Phew! Phew! Whoop!”

Cheongmyeong, who was staring ahead with bloodshot eyes, let out a sharp breath.

“In this case, it would be better to just rip off the heads of those bastards and bury them somewhere on a mountain… … .”

“What, is this crazy?”

“No, Sasuk. “You used to be crazy, right?”

“… … “That’s right.”

Even crazy people are picky about time and place.

But isn’t this crazy guy in front of you a big problem because he can’t tell the time and place?

“no! “Can we even talk about seven f*cking losing streaks?”

“You said you couldn’t win, you crazy bastard!”

“You can’t win! Of course you can’t win! “But you have to win!”

“… … Please, please make some sense… … .”

Baekcheon pleaded, but Cheongmyeong was in no condition to listen.

Of course, Cheongmyeong also knows.

Except for Ogeom, the other disciples of Hwasan are not yet able to become shamans. How can a shaman win over those who are not just local military officers, but have different distributions?

If that were possible, Hwasan would have already risen to the level of the world’s best sect and would have been engraving plum blossoms on the bald heads of Shaolin’s middle class.

know. Of course I know. I know, but… … .

‘I know, but I’m angry!’

Oh my, my dear.

After living for so long, I have seen people lose so miserably to shamans!

You bastards, what about me?

I’ve never seen those bastards’ faces! All I saw was the pipe on his head! May the shamans raise their heads stiffly in front of the volcano!

Cheongmyeong, whose stomach was boiling to the point of exploding, trembled while clutching the handle of his sword.

“Calm down, you bastard!”

“Are you far from the party?!”

It was then.

Kudadadang!

Kwak Hoi, who participated in the dance on behalf of the three great disciples, was unable to overcome the flying sword energy and fell to the floor of the dance floor.

“I, I, I… … . I!”

In the end, Cheongmyeong, unable to hold back his anger, began to lean backwards.

‘No, why does that bastard lose at times like this?’

‘That clueless bastard!’

‘Just try to come down!’

It must have been unfair to Kwak Hoe, who ended up receiving only double insults despite his best efforts, but that was the way things were in the world.

Even if he commits the same thing, the person who fails to catch the timing will be severely punished.

“Whoa!”

Cheongmyeong managed to get up again and took a deep breath. It seemed to have had some effect, as her face became calmer little by little.

“… … okay. “It’s strange what I say to my dormitories.”

“Yes, yes, Cheongmyeong. Just calm down first! huh?”

“next time! “You just have to win next time!”

“no. That’s not it… … .”

“huh?”

“A thirsty man digs a well! “I’m coming out!”

“catch!”

“Stop it!”

The disciples of Hwasan who were around quickly leapt up and attacked Cheongmyeong, crushing him.

“Let go! Don’t you let go? “I will shave off the heads of all those bastards and change their affiliation to Shaolin!”

“Ah, Amitabha Buddha. You have to listen to the main text as well… … .”

“Noisy! “It doesn’t even help!”

“… … .”

“This piece of trash! After eating so much volcanic rice, you can’t even go out to bimu? uh? Spit out everything you eat, you bastard!”

Hyeyeon’s face was filled with resentment.

No, it’s not that I didn’t go out because I didn’t like it, but honestly, how could someone from Shaolin go out to a meeting between a volcano and a shaman?

“Why are you taking out your anger on the monk!”

“It’s useless! Useful! “That bald head!”

Haaaaaaaaa!

When Cheongmyeong rolled his eyes, Baekah popped her head out from inside his clothes and scolded Hyeyeon.

Hyeyeon, who had become extremely sullen, lowered her head. Yunjong approached him and patted him on the shoulder.

“We don’t think so, so don’t worry about it, monk.”

“… … Thank you.”

Even while Yoonjong was comforting Hyeyeon, Cheongmyeong’s seizures continued.

“Let go! Don’t you let go? I’m leaving? “If I go out and destroy all those bastards, it will be resolved!”

“You said you’d be the last to leave, you bastard!”

“It’s not like the situation will change just because you clumsily catch one person and come back!”

“Come on, eat sugar, sugar! hurry!”

Jo Geol stuffed the confectionery he had brought in from somewhere into Cheongmyeong’s mouth.

Cheongmyeong chewed the danggwa fiercely as if it were the head of shamans.

“Off.”

Baekcheon sighed at the sight of Cheongmyeong still not being able to calm down even after asking about the sweets.

‘Seven consecutive losses… … . No, losing eight games in a row was a bit excessive.’

Everyone had really done their best since Ungeom had done well, but still, defeat was defeat. It was also true that I felt my stomach twisting as each defeat piled up.

I confirmed that the distance to the shaman was not far.

However, it was also a moment when I clearly confirmed that the distance clearly existed.

‘He’s a shaman… … .’

Baekcheon looked at the shaman’s camp with a heavy expression.

“It’s still high.”

“Iknow, right.”

Baekcheon and Yunjong gazed at the shaman’s camp.

Shaman was definitely worthy of being called the best swordsman in the world.

‘Even if the day comes when our children catch up with those disciples, there will be a difference in numbers.’

Not all of the shaman’s first generation disciples came here. The number of shamans with only one generation of disciples is close to a hundred. The number is overwhelmingly greater than that of volcanoes.

Considering that the shaman’s second and third greatest disciples also grow while they grow, the difference in power will not be easy to overcome.

furthermore… … .

“Even if we overcome them, there will be shaman elders behind them.”

“… … “I don’t want to think about it, but it’s kind of scary.”

“okay. I see.”

I guess this is the power of a prestigious family. It is not that difficult to surpass them one by one. However, even if one of the famous writings is overtaken, it is blocked again in the form of a tall mountain.

“but… … .”

A strong determination appeared on Baekcheon’s face.

“It has to be at that level for it to be worth pursuing.”

It is still very high.

But I don’t think it’s a mountain that can’t be overcome. Through this dance, Hwasan’s disciples must have thought the same thing.

In the past, the shaman was so tall that it was impossible to guess the end, but through this dance, the approximate height was confirmed. So doesn’t that mean it can go up someday?

‘The biggest benefit of this fight will be gaining confidence and returning home.’

Baekcheon smiled quietly.

However, there was one thing that was disappointing.

“It would be nice to be able to check how skilled the shaman elders are.”

“It will be difficult. “Elders are not people who step forward easily.”

“yes.”

Although it is said that Heo Sanja exists, Heo Sanja cannot be said to be the true elder of the shaman. What they wanted to know was not the person in charge of external activities like Heo San-ja, but the power of the real elders who were solely focused on training in the shaman’s Simsanyugok.

‘It’s a shame I missed that one thing, though.’

Anyway, I got something else, so that’s enough.

“Ok. Those shaman bastards… … .”

“… … .”

So, let’s calm that dog down first… … .

… … I’m dying. really.

“Good work.”

“Yes, Elder.”

Heo Sanja nodded his head sharply as he looked at his disciple who had returned victorious.

Eight times.

The last time he lost in a competition with Yui Seol, he has won eight times since then. It should be said that eighty-five percent of what was planned has been achieved. However, even as he watched the winning streak, Heo Sanja’s face hardly straightened.

‘I’m definitely winning.’

Why don’t I feel like I’m winning so much?

He Sanzi bit his lip and glanced toward the volcano.

To anyone who could see, Hwasan’s disciples who were talking noisily did not look like losers. It seemed closer to those who had achieved a great victory.

On the other hand, even though the shaman was winning, the atmosphere was gradually becoming depressed.

‘I have to break it… … .’

If you think about the reason why this dance was started, this kind of atmosphere should not continue. It is important to publicize the difference externally, but we also had to make Hwasan realize that it was a high wall that shamans could never overcome.

In order to do that… … .

Heo Sanja shouted.

“Hey, this guy hasn’t arrived yet! Jang Mun-in himself gave the order, so how can it be so unreasonable!”

“We’ve already arrived, so there’s nothing to be upset about.”

Heo San-ja, who had expected Mu-jin to answer, raised his eyes when he heard a voice coming from behind him. I turned around and saw the priest’s face with a slightly strange expression.

“execution. “It looks like you’re having quite a hard time.”

“Why, why are you so late!”

The sky smiled at Heo Sanja’s words.

“It’s devastating.”

“… … what?”

“Since when did shamans become so weak? “You can’t even deal with a volcano without an elder personally stepping forward.”

“Hey, this guy… … .”

“Isn’t that right, death penalty?”

Everyone began to hold their breath as they heard a low, intimidating voice in the air.

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