Chapter - 564 Episode 564. Yeah, people should be consistent. (4)

"Huh, waist…….”

"Ahh…… my legs…"….”

Hawasan's disciples groaned and crawled. I came back to the White House somehow, but I couldn't even remember how I came back to my senses.

"…I almost drowned while washing."

"I sat down and saw my late grandfather…"….”

As they gathered in the living room in the middle of the White House, they held their chairs one by one and sighed deeply.

"…I've done this much.”

"I know."

"I even took the elixir!"

“…….”

"Why can't you win! Why!"

An indignation and a blue light flowed out of the celadon ships' eyes.

"Bamboo punch! If I could just get one punch, I'd be broke!"

"Did you see the Jo-Gol death penalty earlier smacking and laughing? His personality used to be a mess, but Chung-Myung hangs out with him. Now that I've seen it, I've lost my temper!"

"And what about the metabolic system? If you giggle like Jo-Gol's death, you'd be mad at him! Don't you say everything you have to say in a solemn manner and beat it up without mercy?"

"…I know."

Everyone gritted their teeth all day, recalling the dusty beating of Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong.

Everyone here took one more pill of jasodan.

Thanks to him, he was about to pierce the ceiling because he was not energetic. Nevertheless, the majority were unilaterally robbed by the two. No matter how hard I think about it, I couldn't accept it.

"What the hell did Chung-Myung do to those two?"

"It's not just the two of them. Didn't you get beaten up like a dog by Baek Cheon and Yoo?”

"…and even monk Hye Yeon robbed me."

"Poor thing……."

The celadon boats, which recalled the lodgings, pressed down on the moistened eyes and clenched their fists.

"Now I'm not trying to beat the Yoon-Jong death penalty or Jo-Gol death penalty!"

Jong Hwae said with his eyes open.

"But you can't just be beaten up like this and end it!"

"That's right!"

"Just one face to face to face! Just once!

"I don't want Chung-Myung to be him, but I can't live off Yoon-Jong or Jo-Gol for the rest of my life! It's not just about winning or losing!"

"That's right!"

The celadon ships strongly sympathized.

Meanwhile, Jong Hwae sighed, slightly changing his complexion.

"Everyone, listen."

"Yes, death penalty."

"It's a joke, but it's not normal. You don't know what we ate, do you?”

"……I know."

"I don't know what it's like."

Celadon ships also have no idea how great they are to receive. No, I couldn't have known.

Two small pills.

In all my life, I have never heard of giving two tablets to my disciples. But Jasodan is no less than Shaolin's grand hwan, or even greater than that.

"…and public oil.”

"I didn't think I'd smell public oil while I was living."

My legs are shaking again.

Which clique would sprinkle public oil on the three great disciples?

I said yes because it was Hwasan, but if the other clique did the same thing, they would have come forward and cursed at me for being crazy first.

"To be honest…….”

Jong Huwe said with his eyes wide open.

"You have to bite your tongue and die if you can't pay for the food by taking two small pills and public oil."

"…he, yes."The celadon boats all clenched their heads.

It's a bit radical, but it's not wrong.

"There is still an excuse. Honestly, we've taken the elixir, but we haven't fully absorbed it yet, have we?"

"Yes, death penalty."

"But if it doesn't make a big difference after absorbing it all, then Hwasan will end up throwing the precious piece on the floor."

“…….”

"I'll never see that again if I die. How did you get this? Chung-Myung, who always complains when he opens his mouth, got it all the way to the North Sea."

"……That's right."

Jin Woo-bo, who was standing next to him, slowly helped him as he grated his teeth with a face full of anger.

"The death penalty is right."

He looked all over the celadon boats and bit his lips slightly.

"Did you see the wounds on the bodies of the executioners earlier?"

"……Yes."

In the midst of the struggle, everyone saw the obvious wounds in the clothes.

"To suffer such a wound means to go back and forth between life and death. It's because the death penalty is so foolish that they don't know how to give their credit, that's literally the elixir they've been risking their lives to save."

“…….”

They are those who give such elixir without showing off their pride. If we are human, we must not forget the grace. Even the beast knows grace."

The celadon boats all nodded in agreement.

The death penalty has become more harsh than before, and has become less and less revealing. But there's no way celadon ships didn't know how consistently they were for the death penalty.

"Let's all risk our lives on training."

Jong Hwwe looked at him.

"Whenever something happens in Wasan, Chung-Myung has to be called in to stay with him, to a certain extent, to the death penalty. If we were trustworthy, would the long man send only those men far away?"

“…….”

"We have to push her back. I can't stay in the lumps forever."

"That's right, death penalty!"

As the atmosphere got hotter, Jong Hwe nodded.

"Or if there is someone who neglects to train in the future, I will not stand still without the death penalty coming forward. All of you risk your lives to rush in. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Flames burning from the hearts of celadon ships spread clearly to the eyes.

They are also HWASAN's unmanned.

It is true that private quarters and executions are ahead in the name of Hawsan Ogum, but that is why I had no intention of leaving everything to them and being lazy.

"Let's all get some rest and hit him tomorrow!"

"Yes! Death penalty!"

"I'm going to lose tomorrow!"

Celadon ships scattered into their own rooms with their own will and determination.

* * *

"…It's coming up faster than I thought."

"Definitely, suicide is not a common medicine. The power on the sword has become enormous.”

Baek Cheon, who gathered to discuss today's training, and the group expressed their appreciation with a slight look of admiration.

"Chung-Myung didn't have enough time to play. I think I know what you mean by comment. The swords that came against them became sharper as they attacked them without worrying about their bodies."

"I definitely felt it, too."

Then Yoo-Esul, who listened silently to their conversation, spoke quietly.

"It's not enough.

"…Yes, accident."

"More like the real thing."

"I don't think this is going to work."

"Do it."

“…….”

Yoo-Esul looked Jo-Gol in the eye and said,

"They're all Hwasan's disciples. I can hold on.""…what if I can't stand it?"

"Hold on."

With a determined voice, Jo-Gol nodded with a look of dismay.

"I see."

Baek Cheon grinned at the sight.

"Everyone, listen."

"Yes."

"How much do you think your disciples have now?"

"……Well."

Yoon-Jong said, scratching his chin.

"To be honest, celadon ships still seem to be far from the fighters of the North Sea Ice Palace. Of course, everyone's gotten a lot stronger, but...….”

It's a matter of course.

Celadon ships are just over the terms and conditions. There is a minimum age difference of 10 to 20 years or more from ordinary warriors in the ice court who have repeated training until they grow old.

It was a great thing to be a tragic figure.

"A white porcelain boat can stand up to each other."

"That's right."

Baek Cheon nodded his head.

"That's what I think. But nothing can be done with this."

His face hardened slightly firmly.

"The warriors in the North Sea were also cut into groups against the marchers. Of course, it's because of the lack of momentum, but it's true that your skills were not good enough."

"That's right."

"So what if the demon came into Hwasan now?"

Everyone distorted their faces in unison at the question. Even Yoo-Esul, who was always expressionless, frowned.

I didn't even want to imagine it.

If that happens...… the rest of the students except for them who are here now will not be able to do the right thing.

Mahkyo was that scary and frightening.

"We'll have to make sure that doesn't happen. But I can't guarantee it won't happen."

"Yes."

"So……."

Baek Cheon said emphatically.

"We need to train them as soon as possible. So that we can fight back whenever the horseman comes in."

Then Jo-Gol, who was thinking hard about something, sighed.

"I'm feeling it again."

"Huh?"

"……It's not just a random training, it's a lot of pressure to make it to a certain level. To be honest, what happens right now would be difficult to grow as priests get stronger and stronger.”

"Yes, but why are you saying that all of a sudden?"

When asked by Baek Cheon, Jo-Gol spits out with a slightly fiery face.

"…...Isn't Chung-Myung saying he's been doing this for a long time?"

Everyone was speechless at the words and shut up.

"He's only been thinking about how strong Hwasan was from the beginning. To the Hwajong Branch, I rolled the celadon boat to make it stronger than Jongnam, and I repeated the same thing until the Cheonjabimu Competition.….”

"…I was."

Baek Cheon shook his head small with a complex face that seemed hard to say.

putting on the other's shoe

One has to change one's position to know how one feels.Dunnie, that wasn't wrong. As I led my students, I felt like I could understand what kind of worries Chung-Myung had been alone.

"By the way, a monster."

Baik Cheon, who muttered bitterly like a sigh, looked back at everyone.

"But we're no longer the same youngsters we used to be."

There was a strong conviction in his eyes.

The fight against all men, and the battle against the Bingo. And the war against the devil who fought for his life.

All this experience left them with a solid performance, which supported them not only with themselves but with themselves.

"We can do it if he did it. So now we have to push him in the back. I'll have to reduce the burden a little bit.""Yes, boarding house. You should."

"Yes, death penalty."

Everyone nodded looking at each other's faces.

The world gets wider as you go through it.

There was bound to be a difference between living and seeing in a small world called Hwasan and seeing after going through a wider world.

"The priests and the quirks will be stronger. What we need to do is help them absorb the energy of the elixir faster and become any stronger."

"Yes."

"As you know, Chung-Myung once said, 'He's the one who does it somehow. I'm sure it won't be long before everyone goes to war."

Yoon-Jong nodded loudly.

"So…… do your best so that you don't regret it then. If someone is seriously injured or killed, I can't help it."

A small spark flared in Yoo-Esul, Jo-Gol, and Yoon-Jong's eyes at Baek Cheon's words.

"…I'd rather die in my hands than do that."

“a real roll to death.”

"I'll work harder from tomorrow."

Baek Cheon smiled quietly and nodded.

"And since we've had Jasodan and public oil, we've got to pay for the meal! Let's all rest well and try harder tomorrow."

"Yes!"

The moon was bright as if to encourage them. It was the moment when everything was about to end so nicely.

"I……."

"Huh?"

Everyone turned their heads to the voice coming from somewhere.

Hye Yeon, who was stuck in a corner, looked at them with miserable eyes.

"…I couldn't eat.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon's eyes shook greatly.

"Why…? No…… No, why didn't you...…?”

"Oh, how can I eat it if I don't give it to you?"

"I'm sure we've divided it by the number of people…….”

"Cher, the poet Chung-Myung took it away, asking where Shaolin was touching Hawasan's territory.….”

Baek Cheon's eyes, which were trembling in despair, closed tightly.

'That demon.’

Hye Yeon went to the North Sea with her and went through a lot of trouble. Who knew she'd take her elixir from her elixir?

"It's not even a person...….”

"Really."

Watching tears welling up in Hye Yeon's eyes, Jo-Gol put his hand on his shoulder.

"…Don't cry, monk, I'll get you there somehow."

"Oh, Amita...Fire……."

With Hye Yeon's tears, Hawasan's night deepened.