Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 440
“Eucha!”
“Heuaaaat!”
The cart raced down the road like a horse with a fire in its tail.
The cart bounced like a ball thrown on the ground as it raced down the bumpy road, but thanks to repairs made by the Tang Family’s craftsmen, it could withstand a stronger impact than when it was new.
Even if the cart can withstand the impact, how easy is it for a person to do so?
“Ouch!”
Chung Myung yelled as he emerged from behind the cart.
“Go easy! My back is going to break!”
Then Jo-Gol, who had his teeth clenched and was pulling the cart, turned around.
“Why nagging, when you don’t even pull the cart!”
“Is there any urgent matter we need to attend to there!”
“What’s good about being late?”
“No, weren’t you saying that you were dying all the way to the Tang Family?”
As Chung Myung spoke sullenly, Jo-Gol shrugged nonchalantly.
“It’s worth doing now.”
“……Huh?”
Chung Myung was taken aback by the unexpected response. Yoon Jong, who was pulling the cart alongside Jo-Gol, nodded as well.
“Oh, it’s easy now. I feel a little lighter.”
The two trembled as they lifted and let go of the cart.
“……crazy? We get mixed up with other roads, and the load has been added with the sword, it shouldn’t have gotten any lighter.”
“Right? But why do I feel that way?”
A chant escaped Hye Yeon, who was pulling the cart from the front at the time.
“Amitabha.”
He took Bangzhang’s posture with one hand and spoke reverently.
“Siju are discussing the true meaning of the Dharma. Everything in the world is just up to one’s mind. If you think it’s heavy, it’s heavy. If you think it’s light, it’s light. This is…….”
“What? Such a fake religion.”
“…….”
Hye Yeon looked back at Chung Myung with a wounded face.
“Si- Siju, but I’m still a Shaolin monk, what do you mean by fake religion.”
“You didn’t listen to Bangjang and ran out. Isn’t that on par with an apostate monk?”
“…….”
“An apostate monk is a fake religion.”
Hye Yeon’s face began to collapse. He didn’t know where to start and how to deny it.
“A- Apostate ………… Apostate ……. Bangjang…….Why did you let me go? Bangjang…….”
Chung Myung shook his head when he saw Hye Yeon, who quickly became pale like a boiled vegetable.
‘The monk doesn’t have a strong will!’
Just as he was about to say one more thing, Baek Cheon, who was dragging the cart without saying a word, turned his head slowly and smiled at Chung Myung.
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“Yes?”
“If you have nothing to do, don’t pick a fight with him and lie down and sleep. We’ll take care of ourselves.”
“……huh?”
“You made a clear promise not to say anything on our way back.”
“…….”
“Would you say two words with one mouth?”
Eventually, Chung Myung lay down with a sullen face.
‘Whatever, I don’t know anymore.’
‘If we arrive early, it’s fine for me.’
With his gaze fixed on the sky, he brought the wine bottle in his hand to his lips. Then Baek-ah, who was in the corner, ran and stuck to him as if it wouldn’t miss the right time.
Chung Myung frowned.
“Aren’t you going away? Hey!”
Kiiii!
“What?”
But Baek-ah shuddered and didn’t falter. No, rather, it’s stuck more desperately.
“Ughh.”
Chung Myung took a deep breath and looked up at the sky again.
Others may not understand why this marten is so clingy to him, but Chung Myung knew the reason roughly.
A Mythical Beast basically means a beast that accepts the energy of nature and has become spiritual.
In other words, the more it accepts the better energy, the stronger it will be and the longer it lives.
And…….
Rustle. Rustle.
“…….”
Evidently, this guy had fallen in love with the clear energy emanating from Chung Myung’s body.
The energy flowing through Chung Myung’s body is the crystal of purity that even the Plum Blossom Swords Saint, who has honed the purity of his energy for the rest of his life, could not create.
He just made it clean without any thought, and it boasts the efficiency that it takes a year to collect as much, but anyway, its cleanliness is unparalleled in the world, isn’t it?
From the perspective of Baek-ah, while he was barely filling his throat by filtering and filtering muddy water, it was strange that his eyes did not turn because he saw the purest water that could not be found in nature.
So it’s natural…
“That’s weirdly annoying.”
Chung Myung grabbed the neck of the clingy Baek-ah and threw it into the corner. Then, Baek-ah clung to Chung Myung again and made a noise.
“Sigh.”
Now that people were less attached to him, the beast is.
Having let go of everything, Chung Myung grabbed Baek-ah and pushed it behind his neck. And he lay on Baek-ah as if it was a pillow and relaxed while staring blankly at the sky.
When he saw the endless blue sky, he felt a little relieved.
‘Anyway, it’s roughly arranged.’
The sketch was completed by visiting the Tang Family and setting the foundation for the alliance. Getting here was not that difficult.
Only.
“It’s not enough.”
Chung Myung muttered low.
Mount Hua in the past was incomparably stronger than today.
But even Mount Hua was simply powerless in the midst of a war (전화(戰火)) that burned the entire Jungwon. The war against Magyo was not something that could be handled by the power of one sect.
Even if the current Mount Hua becomes several times stronger than in the past, Mount Hua alone cannot solve everything.
‘There’s more than one thing I need.’
First of all, power and money. And the other is…….
Chung Myung lifted his head slightly and looked at Hong Dae-gwang sitting on one side of the cart. He decided not to pull the cart on his way back because it was not very helpful anyway.
Hong Dae-gwang asked innocently.
“Huh? What?”
“…….”
‘Ugh.’
Chung Myung only shook his head.
Even though the beggars he knew in the past were now missing something one by one, he still asked for information. (Maybe he means losing brain cells? Like some servers I know.)
‘Come to think of it, the beggars I knew back then were at least Elder-class.’
It would be too much to ask Hong Dae-wang, who is still a seven-knotted beggar, for the same level of information as nine-knotted beggars.
“……but now it’s still too much of a food worm.” (Maybe refers to dae-gwang. xoxo: yep, meaning daegwang can only contribute a little.)
“Huh? The marten?”
“…Yes, well.”
Chung Myung nodded roughly because he was too lazy to answer back.
“Beggar Ahjussi.”
“Yes, Mount Hua Divine Dragon.”
Hong Dae-gwang tapped his chest with a triumphant face.
“Ask me if you have any questions. Wasn’t I the source of Mount Hua’s information?”
“… such a stupid face.”
“Huh?”
“No, well.”
Chung Myung looked at him with blurred eyes and opened his mouth.
“Then, Beggar Ahjussi.”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“You’re a seven-knotted beggar now.”
“Yes, not many people at this age wear sevens knot. Doesn’t that mean I’m just that competent?”
“Oh, that’s enough. How long does it take to get eight-knot?
“Eight-knot?”
“Yes, it’s better if you’re eight-knot.”
Hong Dae-gwang smiled with an absurd face as if he was talking nonsense.
“Mount Hua Divine Dragon. You are young and lack insight, so it seems that you do not know it well, but at least an Elder IS a person in charge of one province in the Beggar Union. Of course, I’m aiming to be the branch manager of Shaanxi beyond Huayin City, but I’ve never heard of someone becoming the branch manager of a province at my age.”
“Then what’s nine-knotted?”
“Nine-knotted would have been the same position as Taesang Elders!” (Taesang Elders are one generation higher than current elders and leaders.)
‘Oh, so they were the Elders of Taesang. I didn’t pay much attention because it was a beggar.’
“Hmm. So, you’re saying that the only place a beggar can realistically climb right now is up to the Eight-knot?”
“That’s right. Unless Bangju decides to retire and step down.”
“Heum.”
Chung Myung scratched his chin.
Sogolgae (소걸개) refers to a person who will take over the position of Bangju of the Beggar Union.
“Come to think of it, didn’t you say you were one of the Sogolgae candidates?”
“Ahem! It’s embarrassing to say it myself, but it’s true.”
“How did the Beggar Union come to this point…….”
“What did you say?”
“No. It’s nothing.”
Chung Myung sighed deeply in frustration.
‘Well… it’s not your fault, actually.’
Hong Dae-gwang is the head branch of Huayin City.
Given the influence of Huayin in the world, it is bound to be limited to what that small prefecture’s buntaju can do.
Mount Hua is just around the corner, so they can access more information than normal Bunta, but Bunta is Bunta.
In the end, in order to get more useful information from the Beggar Union, Hong Dae-gwang needs to be raised to a higher position.
It is good to be appointed as the head of the branch in charge of Shaanxi, or even better if he can be Sogolgae.
The problem is…
‘Is this really fine to give this man such a position?’
Wouldn’t it be like pulling out the roots of someone else’s sect who are living well and throwing them down the cliff? Would it really be okay if that yangban became Bangju?
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“……No. It’s nothing.”
Chung Myung looked only at the sky instead of answering.
‘Let’s think about this.’
Of course, the Beggar Union belongs to the Ten Great Sect, which deserves to be bitten. However, Chung Myung felt a little guilty after a long time, perhaps because he thought it was a better place among them.
– Oh, you have a conscience?
“Kaak! I didn’t even call you. Don’t come out!”
When Chung Myung, who had been silent, suddenly screamed, Hong Dae-gwang stared in surprise.
“What’s wrong with you all of a sudden?”
“No…… It’s nothing.”
“You’re acting strange today.”
‘Yeah, I know.’
Chung Myung sighed deeply.
‘Let’s go back to Mount Hua for now and think.’
He has been thinking much these past few days, now he has had cramps in his head. He couldn’t touch his Sahyung anyway, so he thought it would be better to rest without thinking while they went back to Mount Hua.
Bump!
“Ouch!”
However, the cart that jumped violently did not even allow that.
“No, why are you making such a fuss again!”
When he shouted in an irritated voice, he heard an answer from the front.
“We entered the mountain path. I’ll cross it at once, so hold on tight when you’re annoyed.”
‘Ah, yes. I should.’
Chung Myung groaned and put a bottle in his mouth.
‘But it turns off really well.’
The cart was running on the slope like flat ground, or downhill. Now, it was more than a human horse and worthy of being called a human red horse. (Red color horse. It is a special color and that horse has a great ability.)
‘I think it’s okay to move on to the next step soon.’
Since there was time left anyway, Chung Myung began to consider more fruitful and excellent training methods for his Sahyung.
But then.
“Hm?”
Chung Myung suddenly raised his head.
‘A sound?’
Paaaat!
Just as he was about to stand, something spun and flew in from the slope in front of him with a sharp sound.
“Huh?”
“What the hell!”
The running cart came to a sharp stop. The cart, which had not been able to overcome its momentum and was lifted into the air, sank to the floor as if being thrown to the ground.
Kung!
“Tsk.”
Chung Myung, who jumped with the cart, took a posture and stood.
A huge Dao stuck to the ground came into his sight.
“What the hell is this?”
It was hard to perceive that the Dao had good intentions since it was stuck in front of the cart, no matter how it contained good intentions.
And.
Paeaeaeng!
Paaaaat!
One after another, the sound of cutting the air was heard, and large weapons started flying around the cart’s back, sides, and all directions.
The tightly flown weapons quickly blocked the carriage from all directions.
“Ha…….”
A sigh burst out of Chung Myung’s mouth.
“No, are these things really going to die? Where do you throw your sword? Do I have to put a sword in their head to make them come to sense?
Baek Cheon spoke seriously as Chung Myung tried to turn his eyes white.
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“Huh?”
“It seems unusual. The power in the flying weapon is no joke.”
“Yes, it seems so.”
Chung Myung got up from his seat and twisted his neck left and right.
Soon, a group of people appeared between the trees filled to the left and right of the mountain path. Chung Myung said, building momentum.
“At best, there are dozens of bandits. I could take care of this much with just my toes.….”
Then he suddenly closed his mouth and turned his head.
“What?”
“……uh.”
Then, he scratched his head with a slightly awkward face.
“How many did I just say?”
“You said dozens.”
“Uh……. I’ll correct it. A hundred people……No, hundred and fifty. N- No, two hundred…….”
Baek Cheon’s face went blank.
“Why does it keep increasing, you punk!”
“N- No! Something keeps coming from behind that mountain!”
‘Why do they keep coming out?’
‘Uh, wait a minute….’
‘Uh…’
Bandits swarmed out of the bushes like ants. It was amazing how they were hiding like this.
“…….”
The crowds gathered and surrounded the carts without space to step on their feet. Including those who could not get out of the bushes, the number was likely to exceed a thousand.
“Hoho.”
Chung Myung laughed in vain.
‘There were definitely no people within a hundred zhang before.’
It should be considered a trap prepared from the beginning, given that they kept their distance so that they could not be caught in his senses and narrowed it down at once.
Of course, it could be because he wasn’t particularly vigilant.
“……what do we do?”
Mount Hua’s disciples also looked back at Chung Myung with bewildered eyes as if they were fed up with the numbers.
But Chung Myung contorted his face with displeasure.
“What do you mean what should we do? Mount Hua’s disciples never back down!”
When Chung Myung shouted proudly, all of Mount Hua’s disciples bit their lips tightly.
“Ah, right!”
“That’s just a bandit!”
Everyone’s fighting spirit flared up. Chung Myung shouted decisively, staring straight at the bandits.
“Come on!”
The appearance of standing firmly and proudly stretching their chest was truly majestic.
With his voice as a signal, Mount Hua’s disciples pulled their own swords in unison. When Chung Myung gives the sign, they will run straight ahead.
Then a loud shout of Chung Myung came to their ears.
“First! Let’s talk!”
“…….”
A moment of silence passed. The Mount Hua disciples slowly looked back in disbelief.
Chung Myung added loudly, with his chest stretched so confidently.
“Like an intelligent man!”
“…….”
And, looking at the Sahyung who looked at him with the never-before-seen emptiness of the world, he asked confidently.
“Huh? What?”
“…….”
‘We have to live and see.’
‘First of all!’