Chapter - 116 Episode 116. Plum blossoms will bloom in the world someday. (1)

The next morning.

"……the death penalty."

"……."

"What's wrong with them?"

"Well."

What's the answer to asking me that?

Hawasan's three great disciples trembled slightly as they scurried out in the early morning moonlight.

Since Hawasan is on such a high mountain, the early morning air is cold even after winter. The students of Ewha Womans University, who were walking out of their mouths with white seaweed, looked like a long-lived man going out to the battlefield.

"Are we going to die today?"

"……I don't think so."

It was not long before all of the disciples came out and lined up across from the three great disciples. And lastly, Baek Cheon walks out slowly and stands at the front.

"Are you there?"

"Yes, death penalty!"

"Yes."

Baek Cheon nods lightly and looks at his students. He sighed low and turned his eyes to the distant sky.

'No way.'

'No, I don't think so.

Then, the door of the white plum opened and Chung-Myung yawned out.

"Why does sleep always lack sleep?"

Then you should get some sleep.

How can you talk like that and come out every day without missing a day? Every day!

Chung-Myung trudged out and approached Yoon-jong. Then Yoon-jong quickly clung to Chung-Myung as if he had been waiting.

"Chung-Myung아. What are they doing here?"

"Oh, private servants."

"Yes, private servants!"

"Death penalty."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung reached out and wrapped Yoon-Jeong's shoulder.

"You've been through a lot."

What? All of a sudden.

"I know very well how many executions have been run over by private servants."

I've never done that before.

If we were run over, you'd be run over. Why are you dragging in private houses all of a sudden?

"But you can rest assured now. From today on, there will be a beautiful world where all people are equal."

"Where everyone is equal?"

"Right."

"Is that what you call hell?"

"……Huh?"

That's a good idea.

Yoon-jong distorted his face.

Even the white porcelain.

This macho never ends and stretches out. How long has it been since he put his three great disciples into hell? Does this mean that even his great disciples are now in his hands?

"What will happen to Hwasan?"

Chung-Myung went to the center and stood while Yoon-jong pressed for sadness.

"You've had a hard time coming out from dawn, gentlemen."

"……."

"The instructor was very impressed to see everyone 'voluntarily' participating in the training."

You have no conscience!

When do you tell a person who's taking a break to train? You're the one who's going to punish the world!"

The three great disciples bit their lips, but surprisingly the great disciples showed little reaction.

"Training is hard at best. If you feel refreshed and rewarded afterwards, you can't call it training. As soon as the training is over, cursing comes out and you don't have the strength to hold chopsticks so you can put your face on the food tray to be called a real training!"

A formidable logic was being preached.

"There is no royal road to be strong. Rolling and rolling as best you can is the only way to be strong. Trust and follow this instructor and you will be strong. Do you understand?"

Yoon-jong distorted his face.

'No, to the private sector...…. Don't put up with it and sting...…!'

It was that moment.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

On the side of the Ewha Womans University student, a loud and excessively loud answer burst out. The three great disciples recoiled in surprise.

"What, what?"

"What's wrong with him?"

It may be uncomfortable to be taught by someone less than your brother. But that wasn't a problem for his students now.

"If you fall behind your three great disciples, you'll be a disgrace!"It is disgraceful to be educated by Chung-Myung, but to be weaker than the three great disciples is something to bite your tongue to death.

But that is actually happening.

Now we can do anything about it, but in a few years, the great disciple may fall under the protection of the three great disciples. If he becomes weaker than the entire three great disciples, not just one or two, where should he regain his dignity?

'You'll never see that again.'

I'd rather bite my tongue and die.'

Blood stood in the eyes of his students.

Sometimes impure motives burn a person's will. No, to be precise, the more impure the motivation is, the greater the motivation.

A pure desire for strength alone could not have done this far. Now, it was pride and anxiety that pushed the back of the disciples of Ewha Womans University.

And finally...….

"I don't know how, but if we learn from him, we can beat Jongnam's best student."'

'No, maybe it could be more than that.'

'It's a hundred times better to be ignored here than to be ignored in the strong!'

Roll! Roll! Roll!

Chung-Myung shouted loudly and exclaimed as he received the sparkling eyes of his students.

"This is it, this is it!"

The eyes that crave learning!

Chung-Myung was proud to see his students, who were full of passion for learning while dealing with only the three great disciples who tried to spit out gold balls even if they were handed over to their mouths.

Of course, the three great disciples weren't so morose originally, but Chung-Myung couldn't think of such a thing.

"Well, then."

Chung-Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.

"Basic matters. Let's start with muscle training, death row guys. What are you doing? I'll teach my private masters how to work out their muscles."

At that time, the corners of the mouth of the three great disciples were dried up.

"Yes, you should."

"Ah, I'll do my best to let you know."

The three great disciples also had blood in their eyes as if they wanted to be beaten.

You thought this was a good thing, didn't you?'

'If you try it, you'll hear the screams for three months and ten days. I'll make you a very good song!'

As the three great disciples approached with insidious smiles and instruments (?), the disciples of Ewha Womans University withdrew with anxious eyes.

However, surprisingly, there was someone who came forward from that situation.

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung tilted his head at the person in front of him.

"And why?"

"To learn."

"Learn from the others."

"No one is coming to me."

"……Huh?"

Chung-Myung tilted his head while looking at Yoo-Esul.

"No, why no one...…. What are the death penalty doing?"

The celadon boats listened to Chung-Myung and just looked up at the distant night sky.

"If you feel awkward, just a queen...Wait, come to think of it, why isn't there a woman on the celadon boat? Why are they all men? There are so many private houses on the white porcelain boat."

"……."

Chung-Myung looked back at Yoon-Jeong and said.

"No, the death penalty. Did you pick only men on the celadon boat? That's why it's gloomy and gloomy when you go into the white plum house. Why did you...…."

"Chung-Myung아."

"Huh?"

Yoon-jong said with a face that could shed blood tears.

"There is something in the world that should not be touched."

"……."

Chung-Myung looked at Yoon-Jeong for a long time and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry. I apologize. Forgive me."

"……please be careful."

"I will."

Chung-Myung, who has finished apologizing neatly, looks at Yoo-Esul with a dreary eye.

"I'm not going easy on a woman."

"That's what I was hoping for.""I'll never let you off the hook, even if you cry or cry."

"That's not going to happen."

There's no such thing as a leech.

"Promise me one thing instead."

"What?"

"If I endure this, I can smoke plum blossoms with a sword, right?"

"Everyone's saying weird things."

Chung-Myung said with a stiff face.

"Hwasan's students should not aim to smoke plum blossoms. It is just a process. It is completion that needs to be targeted."

"Completed..."

"Well, yeah. Then...."

Chung-Myung shrugged.

"Let's lay the groundwork for enlightenment. Let's go!"

Chung-Myung smiled wickedly when he saw his students surrounding the instrument.

I used to care only about my skills and never let the death penalty go unnoticed.'

I took it for granted then, but not anymore. Didn't you feel it in the past 100,000 mountains? After all, the only opponent that Hwasan has to face is not one absolute powerhouse, but another.

There's a limit to what you can do alone.

If one day they become stronger and can support Chung-Myung?

"Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's a strong team. I'll draw plum blossoms on Shaolin's hair."

The disciples of Hwasan, who thought they had heard something that should not be heard, closed their eyes and turned their heads.

"Hmmm."

The fortune-teller drooled pleasantly as he looked at Hawasan's disciples absorbed in training from afar.

'Is it a white porcelain now?'

Indeed, that will have to be the case. They must have seen something and felt something.

The Ungum recalled yesterday's conversation with Jang Moon-in.

- Leave him alone.

The long writer said so.

- We can't hold him in our arms anyway. Interfering with leading a child may rather hinder the child's path. We're old. And it's the end of the year. All we have to do is fertilize the children's roads so they can shine. Leave it alone. There's a Tao in the child, so it'll never get off the wrong foot.

This means that you shouldn't poke your child around because you have questions for no reason.

The fortune-teller agreed with that fact.

Chung-Myung's plum blossoms, his incomprehensible skills, and even his obscure origins. There were so many questions, but I didn't want to ask them.

It's the Tao.

Do is just going by.

And it's to embrace.

There was no reason why Chung-Myung could not bear any child as long as he was a pupil of Hwasan.

There's nothing more to be desired.

More than that...

You want me to learn?'

After looking at the children for a long time, Woon-gum turned away with a bitter smile.

It's greed. It's greed.'

If it were possible to become strong, it would be no big deal to roll the floor according to Sason's instructions, but the fortune-teller actually knew it. That he's old now and it's hard to be strong in other ways.

It is fortunate that white porcelain is still at an age where it can grow.

But we can't just sit back and watch.'

How can I be lazy as a teacher when children are trying so hard? Even if that teaching is left to Chung-Myung, he should teach as much as he can.

"Hwasan will be strong."

Jongnam is not the end.

Ever since Chung-Myung came, Hwasan has been completely differently.

The Ungum also recently realized that he was just leaving his body to the flow.Now, not only the great disciples but also the elders have changed their atmosphere.

At least it shouldn't be a burden to those children. Do everything you can to help those children.

And...

When the day comes when those children complete their martial arts, the world will see the reappearance of Hawasan, who discussed the world's greatest inspection.

It's still a little far off, though.

The fortune-teller turned his head away.

"Don't straighten your back and train! If you still have the strength to breathe, there's no problem with training! It's okay! It's okay, it's not dying, it's not dying! I've heard of a man who died fighting in my life, but I've never seen a man who died in training!"

The sword trembled.

"Don't drink the coin? Don't you want to drink Joo Woo- How much painstakingly trained are you worried about wearing coins? I think I should take a look at that level of Muhak. Come out! Let's see if it's faster to die from a coin mouth or if it's faster to break your head!"

Looking at the three great disciples who rushed in and stopped Chung-Myung, the sword looked at the distant sky with a humble face.

'Maybe it's not too far away.'