Chapter 185

"Meet Baek Moo-seong, one of the greatest disciples of the Hwasan Sect."

"who are you?"

For a moment, I thought the world had stopped.

Jin Wi-gyeong and Wol-hwa, who were walking behind Moo-seong Baek, and even a pretty girl behind them stopped walking.

Of course, Cheol-woo had the best reaction.

"Sahyung, what do you mean by that?

Why is Sasook here?"

"Can't you even see it?"

"Who is Sasook?"

"Speaking of Cheongpung Sasuk. He is on your right now."

Cheol-woo, who slightly turned his head and looked at the blue wind, laughed as if he had heard a great joke.

"Hahaha! The death penalty seems to be mistaken."

"Second."

"Stop it. Oh, are you planning to make fun of me?"

"It is true."

"Sahyung, I'm not that clumsy. Now that I see it, Taewon and Jinga are also very playful. Why are you fooling me and all of us working together like this? Hahahaha!"

What kind of Korean-Chinese co-production drama is this?

Could it be that the Volcano Wave and Taewon Jinga joined forces to plan a fun hidden camera just to trick that guy?

"Ha ha ha ha."

When people, including myself, did not respond, the laughter slowly died down and then stopped.

"… … Are you serious?"

Baek Moo-seong rubbed his temple and answered.

okay."

"Not even a single lie?"

"Because it is."

Cheol-woo turned his head to the blue wind.

"Here, sohyeop. What is your name?"

"It's a blue wind."

An earthquake occurred in Cheol-woo's pupils.

It was clear that he remembered what he had said to Cheongpung a few moments ago.

"Eh, dumplings."

"dumpling?"

"Oh, nothing. Then, is this really Cheongpung Sasuk?"

"No doubt."

It's a pity that there is no popcorn.

Baek Moo-seong opened his mouth, leaving behind Cheol-wu, who slapped me on the cheek, wondering if this was a dream.

"I'm sorry, Cheongpung Sasuk."

Cheongpung replied with an innocent face.

"no. I'm fine."

"Since I did not know the elder of the priesthood and committed disrespect, I deserve to apologize a hundred times. Isn't it?"

"Forgive me, Sasuk."

Cheol-woo lowered his head gloomily.

It seems like it will take some time before he accepts that dumpling ghost as a private residence.

Of course, Cheongpung didn't care as much as the rat's tail.

Rather, he showed more curiosity about his relationship with new faces.

"By the way, who are you all?"

"We are the disciples of the Volcano Sect like Cheongpung Sasuk."

"Oh, I'm just my grandfather's grandson."

Geomsung raised Cheongpung as a grandson, not just a disciple to pass down martial arts.

That is why he has a vague concept of the Munpa and the Murim people.

However, in spite of Cheongpung's reaction, Baek Moo-seong did not lose his soft smile.

"My teacher uses the nickname Cheon-gum-in. If you look at it in a row, you will be the ambassador of sasuk."

"A metabolite?"

"yes. The teacher of Cheongpung Sasuk, no, the grandfather, Geomseong, had three disciples ahead of him. Have you ever heard of this?"

Cheongpung muttered in a voice without confidence.

"I do not know. I think I heard it from my grandfather once… …

"I visited with other people ten years ago."

The blue wind, which had been pondering, let out an exclamation.

"ah! That scary-looking grandfather!"

A grandfather who looks terrifying for a long-time volcanic scholar. Whether people were shocked or not, Cheongpung smiled brightly as the question was resolved.

"Is he my ambassador?"

"Exactly."

"iced coffee. I see I thought I was a bad person. It looks like they're trying to kick me and my grandfather out."

"Sasook may be oblivious to the circumstances of the text. You just have to figure out those things slowly."

respectable patience. Even if he had blown his earlobe during the story, he would have been acquitted in the first trial, but Baek Moo-seong did not lose his smile until the end.

'It's not like a crane goes into a special room for nothing.'

While I was thinking that in my heart, Cheongpung smiled brightly and told me.

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"Benefactor, they say these people are my private sector!"

"Ah, yes. congratulations."

"Do you want to buy my benefactor?"

"… … Me?"

"why? If you don't like sand quality, I'll make you live."

This crazy guy is talking crazy.

You can't set it up at will, and if it's a private school in Cheongpung, it's a priest of Maijonghak, the swordsman.

I don't know, but I'm sure I can get the volcanic faction master to run errands for cigarettes.

That's fine.

It was the moment I was about to nod my head as if possessed.

"Haha, Qing Xiaohyup, really, jokes well, too."

The mouth smiles, but the eyes do the opposite.

Wipin's tear-jerking eyes brought me to my senses.

"no. I'm fine."

"is it so? it's a shame."

Unlike the two men of Maehwa Samjeol, who opened their mouths with absurd expressions, Baek Moo-seong smiled.

"It may not be possible to become an initiation, but it is possible to serve as an honored guest."

I blinked.

"Did you just formally invite that one?"

"of course. Are you always welcome if you have an excellent review index like Jin So-hyeop? and… … A soft voice continued.

"Cheongpung Sasuk could be a good companion on the way back to the main text."

The movement of the blue wind, which was excitedly moving, stopped abruptly.

"yes? A return?"

"Yes, Cheongpung Sasook."

Baek Moo-seong took a deep hold.

A solemn voice different from before followed.

"It's the name of Jang Moon-in. Please return to the Volcanic Wave."

Cheol-wu clicked his tongue at the sight of the blue wind disappearing into the Great Hall of Jinga in Taewon.

"What, no, no private school?"

Eun-hyang, who had been bickering with Cheol-wu over everything, also nodded this time.

"Iknow, right. I didn't know that there were people who could refuse Master's orders."

"There is not even one. Master Tae."

"Brother Iron, he should be out of the question."

Cheol-woo scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.

"Well, that's the case."

The authority of Jang Moon-in is absolute. Even if Hangryeol is higher than Jangmunin, he cannot directly refuse an order.

Challenging the authority of a scholarly master means the same as tarnishing the name of a monk.

In particular, the larger the gate, the clearer the system.

"But with a single knife… … Whoa, I knew he was a special person, but he was more than I thought."

"What you saw is the blood of a new foot. Even dumplings earlier, no."

Cheol-wu shook his head and asked cautiously.

"What do you plan to do now, brother-in-law?"

"well."

Baek Moo-seong, who had been quietly thinking, opened his mouth.

"I didn't know that Sasuk Cheongpung would reject it so stubbornly."

"Isn't this enough for the court to step in, not us?"

"What do you think?"

"Because I disobeyed Master's order."

If you break the rules of the Volcano faction even a little, you will be called by the house court.

Cheongpung is no different from a felon if judged by the House Court, which treats every little thing like a knife.

Baek Moo-seong laughed at the priest snorting.

"Sasook didn't break the rules."

"yes?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Mungu only applies to the disciples of the text. Did a student of the Qingsheng sect get punished for disobeying the rules of Shaolin?"

"Does that make sense?"

"It sounds natural. But Cheongpung Sasuk… … It's a private house. I am Taesabu's disciple."

"How good would that be?"

Baek Moo-sung added like a sigh.

"Strictly speaking, Cheongpung Sasuk is no different from a foreigner. It happened because I didn't even go through the initiation ceremony."

Regardless of whether it is a disciple from the head family or a disciple from a secular family, everyone undergoes an initiation ceremony. Only then will you become a disciple of the volcano faction and put your name on the literary record.

But Cheongpung was different.

"Who knew Taesabu would do something like that?"

Baek Moo-seong clearly remembered what happened ten years ago.

After a long time had passed since the sword-seong was secluded, his teacher, Cheon-gum-in, led a few people to search the volcano himself, and finally found a 10-year-old child wielding a sword.

"It was astonishing."

The child, who did not even know when he came from, where he came from, or how he grew up, had learned the jinsanjeolhak of the volcanic school.

And the astonishing achievement of that child, Cheongpung, was buried in the remarks of the swordsman who appeared afterwards.

'Initiate him?'

Yes, Master. I plan to accept them as living disciples after the initiation ceremony. The order has been reversed, but I can't pretend I didn't know about the description of such a heavenly high school… …

'Pretend you don't know.'

yes?'

'It means to keep pretending you don't know. When it's my time, I'll let you go.'

S, Master!'

'And don't come back.

Before setting it on fire.'

'Wow, you're setting fire to a volcano! Are you saying we should all die together?'

'Oh, that's what I thought. anyway you know that Cheongpung, I will take care of that child.'

Cheol-woo and Eun-hyang, who were listening, opened their mouths.

"Did you really say that?"

"Aren't you exaggerating too much?"

"It would have been nice if it was an exaggeration, but… … Do you not know what happened afterwards?"

The blue wind, which was said to be sent when the time is right, came out of the world without a mouse or a bird knowing, and the Sword Master suddenly disappeared.

"Actually, what Master is worried about is not Master Tae, but Teacher Cheongpung."

It is a blue wind that has already shown unbelievable achievements ten years ago. However, the world, especially Murim, was a place overflowing with all sorts of schemes.

It was too risky for a person who was not a disciple of the Volcano Sect to cruise while possessing the absolute knowledge of the volcano.

"You must take Cheongpung Sasuk back with you. For sasuk, and for the text. Do you understand?"

The two nodded at the voice that emanated from a sense of mission, and suddenly opened their mouths.

"By the way, death penalty."

"How do you take it? By force?"

"that is… … The hesitant Baek Moo-seong let out a deep sigh.

"First of all, we have to bring the Shanxi Dragon to our side."

The three of them recalled Cheongpung's last words at the same time.

'I want to be with my benefactor!'

Jin Tae-kyung, the sleep dragon of Shanseo. Baek Moo-seong's head pounded at the unexpected stumbling block.

'By the way, what kind of help do you call a benefactor? Did he even save his life?'

The relationship that started with several Bingdang Lakes was more persistent than expected.

As soon as he entered Daejeon, Wi Peng immediately asked.

"What the hell have you done?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's the Qing Dynasty."

People's eyes automatically turned to Cheongpung.

He was stuffing the refreshments on the table until his cheeks burst.

"Didn't I do anything?"

"Didn't you disobey the order of the volcanic faction leader? I will be with the Three Gongja."

"So what?"

"So, don't you know that the relationship between the head family and the Volcano faction becomes uncomfortable if you make a mistake?"

Is it a situation where you hate your son's friend because your son's grades are dropping? I shrugged.

"I'll try to convince you, well."

"Unconditionally, unconditionally, you have to be persuaded."

A strong will is a young voice. Yu Feng turned his head to Jing Qin Yu, who was sitting in the high chair.

"Please say something to your lord."

"Okay."

Jin Wei-kyung pursed his lips with a heavy expression.

"I am the youngest. In a few days, her face has been very damaged. Weren't you uncomfortable on the way? how worried i was… … ."

"Stop it. I am a madman for believing in my lord."

"Don't do that too much. The youngest will take care of it."

"I'll be thrilled. I will go to Taewonjin starting today."

"Chuck. This guy is good at jokes."

"Did I hear that as a joke?"

"huh. It was a lot of fun."

"I'm not having fun. I haven't been having fun ever since yesterday when the three actors who were supposed to come by noon were late."

Qin Weiqing widened her eyes.

"Oh, come to think of it, I'm the youngest."

"As you promised last time, punish me very hard this time."

"What is the sword tied behind your back?

I think I made it this time, let's see."

Hupin couldn't contain his anger and jumped up.

"I am really going. It was dirty together and let's not see each other again."

"Chuck. Hey friend, what day is it today? Why do you make people laugh like this?"

"Damn it. Take out your sword."

"Tae Kyung. It looks like that friend wants to see a new sword. Would you like to try one out?"

"Aaaaaaa!"

Wi-Fang with his eyes turned upside down screamed and put his hand on the sword wave.

However, at my words that followed the next moment, his body stiffened.

"It's an item given to me by the King of Fire, so I think it's best not to touch it if possible."

"...?"

"... ?"

Qin Yuqing and Wei Peng, who had been silently blinking their eyes, managed to keep their mouths open.

"What are you talking about?"

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about, Sam Gongja?"

"I'm the King of Fire, and that nobleman entrusted me with a sword.

Tuduk, Tong.

In the suffocating silence, the sound of Wi-Fang dropping his sword resonated like thunder.