Volcanic Sphere

Damho got up early in the morning.

It was still before dawn. Damho began to move diligently. First, I washed the rice and didn't eat.

At that time, the fire came to the side of the dam.

“You're up early. Is there anything I can do to help? ”

“Nothing.”

Damho said just cut it off. The words of the wall were so resolute that the burner gave a slightly shriveled expression.

Damho took out the sprouts he had stored without even paying attention to the burning and began to bury the artificial creatures.

I looked at the burning wall as if it was amazing.

Since entering the Party, she has never had any food.

It was the identity of the first disciple, not of the soothsayer or the second disciple.

Moreover, she is a disciple of Qinghuang Jin. It was also better for the anarchists to learn to eat freely.

He was also the first disciple of the Volcano. Then he had to eat his own food to look fresh.

On the other hand, the heart of the lady who was cooking was different.

The master Jin devoted his dishes to the culinary scene as Damho learned to be airless in earnest. It was the consideration of the current Jinn to get better at cooking.

If you go back to training, you won't have time to cook for Master anymore. I wanted to serve a meal for Master even once before going down the mountain.

I did my best to eat. I just watched it burn because it looked so godly.

By the time the food was finished, the Qinghuang Jin returned. Earlier than burning, Qinghua Jin went for a walk to receive regular volcanoes.

“The food smells good. ”

Damho bows his head to Qinghuang Jinn.

Then there was a real man in the room.

“Oh, my! It's my head. ”

“Master.”

“What happened already? No, am I the late one? ”

Jinjin presses the temples with his hands as if he still has a headache. The blue-green Jinn smiled at the appearance of the current Jinn.

“Are you okay? ”

“It's okay……. No, I don't think that's okay. ”

The current Jinn shook his head and sat on the bench. I smiled not only at the honest appearance of the current Jinn, but also at the burning of the Jinn.

Damho took the prize for setting up food on the ground.

“Once you've had it, you'll feel better. ”

“Yup! Thank you, Hoya. You all eat.”

“The diner is just grateful. ”

The Qinghua Jinn sits first on the table, and the burning man sits by his side. There were two more on the table where the two of them were always sitting and eating.

There were only two more, and the atmosphere was unparalleled.

Damho stops looking at Suzer and stares at the front. The gaze of the people turned to where the wall looked.

Plum leaves were scattered in the breeze. Plum leaves also descend on the plain on which the dampho sits.

“You are the most beautiful sight in the world. It's the best meal of my life. ”

The roaring laughter of Qinghuang Jin echoes.

* * *

It was also up to Damho to do the dishes after the meal. He did not say no to the dishes.

I looked closely at the appearance of such a burning wall.

"Ten thousand? You trained ten thousand times? ’

It was the words of Master Qinghuang Jin. There was no reason for him to bullshit his disciples.

She raises her head and looks at her.

“What's on my face? ”

“No.”

Burning shakes his head. Then Damho was excited about the dishes again. It reminds me of someone who burns.

‘It seems to resemble the death penalty without knowing where.... ’

The moment I burned, I shook my head.

‘That's ridiculous. There are no similar corners, no different temperaments. It must be an illusion.’

She denied her thoughts.

Just as the inscription "Honor" appeared in the volcanic waves, so the inscription "Chongho" appeared in the faction.

His name is Jin Moo-young. He boasted the skill, the sensibility and the talent of the footmen in everything he could call the best description in a hundred years.

If he's dead, will all the faction elders stick together and pass on their martial arts to him?

Rather than acquiring what he was teaching, the Muang Faction, which was developing beyond that, had the talent to process.

With the advent of the Jinmu-young, it was the neutrality of the leaders of the faction that the position of the faction would not be shaken in Kang Ho for the next hundred years.

Jin Moo-young was different from Damho.

He was not as stubborn as a damsel, and always lived with a smile on his mouth. I kept an example to everyone, always upheld the essence without crossing the line.

Because of this, many people liked and followed Jin Moo Young. Combustion was also one of those who admired and followed the faction. So I could be proud that I knew the faction better than anyone else.

Obviously, Jin Moo-young did not have a corner similar to the dam-ho in front of his eyes. However, it was strange that he came up strangely when he looked at the wall.

The eyes went into the hands of Damho, who was doing the dishes.

The bruised, wounded hand came into my eyes. Much bigger than a normal person, it's hardened like a rough hand and a shin.

‘Why haven't you seen such dramatic traces so far? ’

In general, it is difficult to observe the unmanned side of the Tamanpa. to compare the shape of his muscles, the shape of his fists, and the shape of his body, to the kind of anarchy he had learned and accomplished.

Burning was also one of those people who had such a habit. But when she saw such a subterfuge, she made an observation.

After a while the bear thought about burning, I could understand why.

‘Cause he only cared about my legs. I felt sorry for him, so I unconsciously forgot that he was an unmanned volcano. ’

He blames himself for being careless when he only sees the burning opponent's appearance. It happened because I didn't have enough experience.

I think I can see why Master has brought himself.

‘Master, you are trying to fulfill the experience of a poor disciple. ’

I felt the care of the Burning Birthday Blue Hermit Jinn. And I realized how good he was.

The volcano that I never thought of gave her much.

“Apostolic compromise. ”

“ ……. ”

A voice calling out to him raises his head and looks at her. I smiled at the burning gaze of the wall that looked at me indifferently.

“That's nice. The volcano……. ”

Damho nods silently.

When the group of Damho arrived at Choun-ho Palace, it was already after the sun had risen in the middle of the sky. There were already disciples of the volcano at the quarry in front of the Shu 'un Palace.

“Goodbye, we'll take you. ”

The martial arts has reached the current Jinn. Behind his back, there was a fire and thirty disciples.

“Are they going with you? ”

“Yes.”

“It must be the master's idea, right? ”

“Yes.”

Jinjin smiled bitterly.

The disciples who were with Ungyeong were also encouraged by the volcanic wave.

‘The Great Master is very self-centered. I can't believe I'm accompanying the wishful descriptions of the text on a path I don't know what kind of danger it's going to be. ’

They were the future of the volcanoes. The inclusion of such people in this path allowed Jincheon to see the way Jincheon looked at the situation.

‘Turning the crisis into an opportunity. And under the umbrella of the Wudang Party, you're going to give the disciples of the Volcano as much experience as you can, right? ’

The current Jinn shakes his head and blows a grudge. Truth. Whatever it was, it was a procession of its own.

He was also responsible for protecting the disciples of the volcano.

True man touched me.

“Come here, Hoya. ”

The wall that stood at a distance approached. Then Ungyeong opened his mouth.

“Are you joining the Great Jubilee? ”

“Yes."

“It's too dangerous, bedtime. I think it would be better to leave it in the volcano wave for the celestial paradise. ”

In the straightforward words of Ungyeong, the current true man frowns for a moment.

“It's okay.”

“We just want to protect one of our homemakers. If something happens, you may not care about the celestial world. ”

Ungyeong's tone was extremely cold and dry. His emotionless tone made Martial Arts sweat.

“Son of a bitch, what does that mean in front of you? ”

“I'm talking about reality, death penalty. ”

“I'm sure you're saying that because you have an idea. Stop it.”

“Got it.”

When the voice of martial arts is full of power, Ungyeong quietly retreats. But his eyes were never an accommodating light.

Martial arts looked at the wall.

“Don't put too much in your heart because you're both worried. ”

“I don't care. ”

The words of Damho were sincere. But Martial Arts still couldn't hide its sorry expression.

He bows his head to the current Jinn.

“Sorry, good night. ”

“Huw!”

The current Jinn sighed instead of answering. The expression of martial arts became even more shriveled.

Martial arts shouted at his disciples.

“You're all set, right? ”

“Yes!”

The voice of the disciples resounded in the volcano.

Their energy pierced the sky.

“I think I'm ready, so let's go down. ”

Cheonghur Jinn came forward. He nodded.

“All depart. ”

“Yes!”

At the forefront of the martial arts, the disciples of the volcano began to descend into the mountains.

The true man tries to follow them and turns his head and looks at the palace. I saw a familiar face on this floor window of the Shuun-house.

"The gatekeeper."

I couldn't tell what Jinn's eyes were thinking because they were so deep.

The current Jinn surrenders to the current Jinn and descends the volcano.

The Hyuncheon Jinn stood there and did not know how to move until the appearance of his disciples was gone.

It was a volcano that went up and down every day. I couldn't have been more impressed. But today was different.

Damho looked down at his path with a new eye.

I saw Humphrey, who was represented by the Hundred Horns and Thousand Horns. His blood and sweat stood on numerous stone stairs, almost perpendicular.

Damho saw all the sights in his eyes.

Then Martial Arts approached and laughed.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Like someone who can't come back. ”

“ ……. ”

“It's a joke, a joke. One, too. ”

Martial arts hangs over the shoulder of the wall. His gaze turned to the volcano.

“Isn't that awesome? Plum Blooming Volcano……. How could you not love a volcano like this? So don't worry. We must return safely to the volcano. Even then, the plum volcano will welcome us again. ”

Damho did not answer. But Martial Arts thought it would be the same for him. So I didn't see the glare of the wall get cold.

‘I don't love volcanoes with plums. No matter how many Plums there are, a volcano without a master is not that important to me. ’