Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 62

EP.62 It’s not yours. (1)

not yours (1)

one month.

It was the time that passed after leaving Sega to go to Shaanxi.

I stopped by the village in the middle to do maintenance, and I encountered the demonic gate a few times and fought.

Fortunately, we were able to maintain a rather peaceful journey without any deaths or injuries.

It was even more strange that an accident had occurred in the group, which included not only the guards of the Gu family, but also a few plum inspectors of Hwasan.

As time passed and I got to a point where it was safe to a certain extent, I had more time to train and think about other things.

It’s been dozens of days, but there’s still a lot of distance left, so the boredom is still there.

If there’s anything different from the beginning, my biggest concern lately isn’t the boredom of heading to the volcano.

It wasn’t even accompanied by a sudden Namgoongbia.

It wasn’t even a sudden pouting wimp.

“Small Narrow!”

Have you said it once before?

Youngpoong has a more talkative personality than I thought.

I guess I need to edit it a bit.

“Wouldn’t you like to grind your lower body like today?”

It’s not that he’s talking a lot, and he certainly doesn’t seem to be normal.

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Let’s think a little bit about volcanic waves.

First of all, among the sword training schools, the volcano school is located in the representative case.

There are many other sects besides the Hwasan sect, such as Kunlun and Shaman, who practice swordsmanship right away.

It must have been thanks to Hwasan Seon-geom and Mae Hwa-seon, a long-time writer, that he was able to sit in a representative position.

[Hmm.]

Shinnoya coughed as if he was embarrassed.

I didn’t want to say it because I didn’t want to look at it, but that was the reality.

As well as the record of inaction that the volcano sword was seen in the past Blood Demon Wars.

It is also the same with the inaction that the Maehwaseon in its heyday was seen in the countless fights with Sapa in the present era.

At that time, the greatest sword in the world was a swordsman, but there is still a lot of talk about whether Maehwaseon doesn’t live up to that level.

In my opinion, since I am sitting in the position of a long-time writer, I just stepped back a little.

There was a bit of a subtle part to the story about whether he was a warrior who was not up to the three zones.

[Thinking straight like that… It’s so amazing.]

‘…’

I didn’t like the excited voice.

Anyway, the biggest factor was the symbolism of the Volcano faction as well as the representative figures.

plum blossom method.

Among the countless swordsmanships spread throughout the central plains, this swordsmanship is evaluated as the most beautiful along with Geomjon’s Wolseonmugeom (月鮮舞劍).

Even the Sword of Swordsman knows that it is a one-man martial art, so even if the time spent in martial arts is long, it does not have many branches like other sects.

In that sense, the volcano sword is a sword technique that contains countless hearts because countless people have grown and evolved together over the centuries.

Just looking at the sword dance that Geomryong and I did, that’s the case.

The plum blossoms in full bloom around Yeongpoong flow not because of the blowing wind, but because of the bets that Youngpoong exhales.

This meant that plum blossoms moved according to the caster’s intention.

Hwasan’s swordsmanship, unfolding between the countless petals, is graceful and beautiful.

There is also sharpness and seriousness in the sword path that looks like a beautiful dance.

It was not for nothing that he boasted of the overwhelming level of difficulty and level among swordsmanship. Because while dealing with that many plum blossoms, the sword had to be consistent.

That’s why I expected that it would require arduous training as it is a martial art of Volcano that requires greater enlightenment.

“…either because I did less physical training or because it was longer, I think my chest has gotten a little smaller lately.”

“Don’t fry your breasts while being sentenced to death… It’s ugly.”

“Priest put on some clothes. Other sojus see it and turn their heads because they are ugly.”

“…it’s because I’m ashamed.”

“The priest sees that, and the public calls it bullshit.”

I’m scared to death every time I see it.

It is said that the body type is small due to the nature of the Gu family, but some Taoist writers had forearms the size of a normal man’s thigh.

I think it was a very beautiful background from memory.

Why is everyone…?

[Everyone looks good, so that’s what an unmanned person should be like.]

From my point of view, it was definitely because of this human.

If the upper water is like this, will the lower water be fine?

‘Shinno, honestly, did you forget that you were a master?’

[You’re hearing crazy things like this all over the world… What kind of bullshit are you just spitting out at a Taoist scholar?

]

[…]

I heard Shinnoya say ‘…that’s right’ in an upset voice.

I felt a bit sorry that I hit something too hard.

Let’s go back to the story and think back on the 10 days we spent together with Youngpoong.

He was also a madman in many ways.

“Since you are a martial artist, your physical training must be different from mine, right? I’m very interested in it, but if you don’t mind, let’s go together…”

“No, I’m sorry.”

I think it was probably the day after I finished the dance.

Suddenly, on his back…no, a crazy guy appears with a wagon-sized rock on his back, and people aren’t surprised.

“…why are you holding that Yeongpoong seal?”

“I didn’t have the right tools for physical training, so I picked them up nearby.”

Don’t you express that you usually pick up something like that…?

“Ah yes….”

“Ah, are you interested in the old Sohyeop? It looks like there was another just over there, so I’ll bring it…”

“No! I am not interested.”

Are you really training with that?

Do you really train like that…?

I thought I was regressing and working hard, but seeing that, my impatience rose slightly.

Of course, I had no intention of doing that at all.

“Do you use bets when training with Yeongpoong Dojo?”

“yes? Why do you use bets to train foreign forces…?”

“Oh, I bet… I asked something very strange.”

So you’re saying you don’t even bet on training with that?

It’s amazing that he can endure such an extreme workout.

Like the other disciples, it was also strange that such beautiful swordsmanship came out of swollen muscles.

Perhaps it’s because Youngpoong is relatively young, but he doesn’t see that much of a downside yet.

Huge muscles are a disadvantage when performing flexible movements.

In particular, the disadvantages of such a meaning can be seen in the dark skills, swordsmanship, and martial arts.

It was a case of excessive training becoming poison.

[Everything has to go back.]

‘What do you mean?’

[Did you know that the body of a warrior changes according to the mental laws in the body and one’s own emotions?]

Of course, I was aware of this.

Depending on which martial arts you learn and which simbeop you use, your body changes.

As a representative example, the physically strong and gigantic appearance of the warriors of the Paengga in Hebei was changed to use their martial arts.

So among them, Paeng Woo-jin, who had a thin and noble body, was an unusual person.

[The first training you receive as a scholar of volcanoes and the training you have to do on your own until the end is how you become the soil and manure.] ‘

You mean by yourself?’

[Yes, so that a stronger tree can grow and more beautiful plum blossoms are essential.]

‘Are you saying it has something to do with that ugly body?’

[That’s just a process. You can tell just by looking at Hwasan’s first generation disciples or elders.]

Certainly, the memories of seeing Maehwaseon in the past are vague, but at least he wasn’t an old man with such a weird body.

I think I felt dwarfed like a swordsman.

Then it turns around and the body changes again?

An unmanned person who reached the starting point before stopping when he expected it and crossed the wall.

It seems that changes appear after roughly reaching the climax.

So, how should this be considered a metamorphosis? It is because the body changes as you go beyond the realm.

I have a question, Shinnoya said.

[It’s not that big. It’s just following the righteousness of the mind.]

‘Is it okay to tell an outsider such a secret like that?’

[Even if you don’t know, what kind of secret is this?]

‘That’s true.’

It means that if you gain enlightenment in the body on which you built the foundation, your frame will change.

Although I was curious to see if such a change would occur because of how and how it was replayed.

The one I have right now is also one-tempered, so I couldn’t set my eyes on the other side.

“Then let’s train together later.”

“…Yes, I understand.”

I said it, but I won’t do it together.

how do you follow that

After Yeongpoong leaves and does a bit of herbivore training, he is about to return to the carriage.

Someone was peeking out from behind the tree.

There are big eyes on a small face sticking out toward me.

Wiseol-ah was peeping at me with a subtle attitude.

“…huh?”

When our eyes met, I was startled and hid behind the tree again, but the back of my hair, which I couldn’t hide properly, was slightly sticking out.

What is that hiding?

[The girl’s behavior is cute.]

As I approached slowly, Wiseol-ah turned her back and was fidgeting in hiding.

“what are you doing?”

“…!”

My back twitched.

I can’t see your expression, but how did you know if anyone saw it? It seemed to express surprise.

“What are you doing here.”

Called twice, Wiseo-ah slowly turned her back.

He averted his gaze, holding a bucket of water and a dry cloth under his pursed lips.

Seeing that, I laughed.

I wondered if there was something that upset me because I couldn’t speak properly for several days.

In the meantime, it was cute that he brought this and came back.

[Even with a hair like yours, you still say you’re cute.]

‘Do you think I’m not even human?’

[I did think that a little bit…]

‘…’

This old man…

“You won’t answer?”

“…no.”

I still haven’t been able to tell you what’s wrong.

Wi Seol-ah carefully handed me what she was holding.

I got cold water and drank it right away.

There was no problem because it was sweat, but I pretended to wipe it.

I stroked Wi Seol-ah’s head as I looked at her with a sneaky glance.

I try to fix my expression, but at the moment I can see it loosening up little by little.

Every time I see something like this, something stirs in my heart.

[They say they like it when they see that.]

Like it? How dare I?

Suddenly, I retrieved the hand I was stroking.

Wi Seol-ah, who was putting her head in her hands, looked at her sadly, but she tried to ignore it.

“Did you eat?”

I lightly asked about my daily life.

The last few days, the atmosphere was strange, so I couldn’t talk.

“yes.”

It’s still a short answer.

But I didn’t give up and asked a little more.

“What did you eat?”

“Fish…meat…vegetables… Hongwa’s steamed potatoes…”

“Yes… You ate something well.”

Mood and taste seem to be separate.

After a few more conversations, the lips that had been pouting went in, and the eyes that had been looking at the trees or grass returned to me.

The corner of his mouth that smiled slightly was the same as usual.

Of course, there was still a feeling of grunting, but this is enough… It’s okay, right?

“Let’s go, we have to start again.”

“yes!”

After handing the water bottle and cloth back to Wiseol-ah, she turned to the carriage.

Wei Xue-ah stopped for a moment and watched Gu Yang-chun cross the forest toward the carriage.

Left alone, Wi Seol-ah stroked my hair.

It feels like Gu Yangchun’s caress still remains.

“Oh wee sozer?”

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Wi Seol-ah turned her head.

Youngpoong stood there, drenched in sweat as if he had finished training.

Youngpoong smiles brightly when he sees the object Wiseolah is holding.

“Ah, I’m very thirsty at the moment. Can I have a drink?”

Wi Seol-ah looked at Yeong-poong for a moment before replying.

“No, this belongs to the young master.”

Young-pung paused slightly at the stern answer.

“…ah! It’s the old small cooperative. It seems that Soju waited for the old Sohyeop to finish training. A lot of hard work.”

Saying that, Yeongpung tried to stroke Wi Seolah’s head.

Wi Seol-ah ducked her head and took a step back.

Because of that, only Youngpoong’s hand stayed in the air awkwardly.

“I’ll go first.”

After saying that, Wei Xue-ah lowered her head and walked along the road that Liu Yang-chun had taken.

Left alone, Youngpoong scratched his cheek with his hand.

“…was it like that originally?”

When I was with Gu So-hyeop, he always seemed to be smiling.

The gaze he had just seen was embarrassingly cold.

Even more so, it feels like a creepy feeling has passed over my back.

It must be an illusion.

Youngpoong simply thought so.

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Time has passed and summer has entered the hottest time.

The carriage, which had been moving slowly, finally stopped.

Among the noisy crowd, Namgoongbia put on a veil and got off the carriage.

It was because people were staring at her everywhere she went, and they put something on her face.

Looking up, I saw a high mountain facing us.

[The volcano is always the same. It feels lofty and upright.]

I nodded and replied to Shinnoya’s emotional words.

“…Yes, it’s damn high.”

volcanic waves.

I have finally arrived at a place that holds many meanings to me.