Volcanic Sphere

The prose of Shaolin was always open.

Even at this moment, when the threat of paganism was sweeping the earth, the Sorimsa walked and opened the mountain gate without locking it. It was also because of the unarmed who came to help the Mulim and the Sorim, but it was also an expression of their willingness never to back down or be cowardly.

However, the fact that the prose was open did not mean that the boundaries were weak or defenseless. Rather, a few times the usual amount of power was enclosed in the prose and was being thoroughly guarded.

The monks guarding the Mountain Gate were members of the Moon Martial Club.

The Moon Martial Arts was a bimodal axis that symbolized the power of the Shaolin Dynasty along with Nahanbae.

If I'm deep, the Moon War is wide.

It was said when evaluating the two worlds inside the Sorim.

Nahanjeon, led by Guangmun, only learns the art of Shaolin. For over a thousand years, it was their idea that they would not have enough time to learn and study the art of Shaolin.

Because of this, they only dug into the martial arts of Shaolin. That tendency became even stronger three years ago, when the white trumpet they boasted about was broken.

Moonlight, on the other hand, researches and analyzes not only Shaolin's statelessness but also the outstanding statelessness of the world. I thought it was their mission to further develop the insight gained by incorporating it into the work of Shaolin. So they also boasted the widest range of craftsmanship knowledge and skills.

Nahanbae and Dalmatia have been competing for a long time. They hated leaving each other behind rather than dying. Such competitiveness has raised each other's level even more.

Because of this, the pride of the lunar march drawers was so great that they could not be expressed in words. Their pride began with standing beside the prose.

I stretched my shoulders and straightened my back. Steel captains in the left hand and white armpits in the right hand made them look more intense. It was also like a kidney protecting the fire doors.

Those who came to Murimblin and Sorimsha were not impressed by the comforts of the lunar march drawers.

“Ouch!”

“You're such a shrew. If this is enough, I'll be able to stop the pagans, no matter how strong they are. ”

“Where are you going? It's a shaolin with a thousand years of history. Where will that power go? ”

“I have the courage to look at them. It's really good to be here. ”

People gained courage in the appearance of the Moon Martial Arts tournaments. In fact, the Shaolin also aimed for that and placed the Moon Martial Arts tournaments in the mountains. It was difficult for the morale of the soldiers to fall before they even fought the devil in earnest.

However, the lunar march tournaments, which had to stand in front of the doorway all day long, were having a very difficult time.

I had to stand up all day without any fluctuations. for promoting the morale of the soldiers.

It was a pity to spend such a waste of time. It was much more productive to train a nocturnal diet.

I didn't feel good because it seemed to be a spectacle. However, I had to endure without a single expression that I did not like because I was a master of the majestic room.

That's how time went by, and the sun was burning at its highest point. The unbearable heat afflicts them, no matter how skillless they are.

A thick drop of sweat poured down the back, and the gray triumph dampened. Yet they held their place unshakeable.

Then a group of people came up the stairs into their sights.

“This is the sound of it. ”

“I can't believe the energy I feel from the mountain gate. ”

“You've finally arrived. ”

Those who looked at Shaolin and made a sentimental look were the young unarmed. Two men and one woman. There was still Atty on their faces.

There were two more men behind them. Young UAVs in their mid-twenties and boys in their mid-twenties.

“This is the last borough of Kangho? ”

“What is the last borough? Do you think Ganho is such a simple place? ”

The young unmanned man bruised the admirable boy.

“That's what I'm saying. That's cool, though. Many years of carved bricks and young foam flashlights. ”

A young boy rubbing the tip of his nose as he looked at Shaolin was immediately advancing. And the young man was supernova.

This young man and woman, who had a delicate expression in front of them, was Seouljong, Jin Jin, who happened to meet and accompany him.

Supernova smiled as he looked at them. However, while we came all the way here, we heard good and hateful things.

Then a monk from Dalmatia approached them and asked,

“Amitabul! Suwon is called Seongcheon, the first disciple of Sorim. Where are you from? ”

At that moment, the eyes of the supernova shone.

I didn't expect the first disciple of Sorim to keep the mountain gate.

He took control of Sulcheon.

“Nice to meet you, Ambassador Seongcheon. I'm a white specialist. ”

“A supernatural dragon? No way? ”

He opened his eyes wide without even knowing it.

Choun-young was last seen fighting three years ago. However, many of Kang Ho still remembered the supernova and the white specialty vividly.

Baek Specialty was a legend of Kangho.

From the Moon to the End, not a single disciple retreated and violently oxidized their stories against the pagans became the attribute of numerous Muslims.

The voice of Seocheon was raised.

“Are you really the Great Choun-young Dragon of Hundred Specialists? ”

“That's a little bit of a bargain, and it's true that I'm a Zunglongdragon. ”

“Amitabul! Amitabul! ”

He closes his eyes without speaking properly. It was such a shock.

It's been a long time since the look on my face was irritated by the heat. It was the same for the other draws of the Moon War.

It was once a Zunglongdragon that was raised to one of the many Late Indexes. However, after the events of three years ago, no one had tied the dragon to the word Late Index.

He was already a great baron of lectures and an unmanned man who was admired by many. In particular, there were many young foreigners who idolized him.

Seongcheon was also one of those unarmed.

In the face of the Kang Ho crisis, the martyrs and superheroes who threw their lives out like a rooster deserved respect.

“My sincere welcome to Thorim, Grand Baron! ”

Seongcheon bowed his head as he took the captain to Cheolyeon. Then the other crew shouted in one voice.

“I sincerely welcome you to the early negotiations. ”

Ooooooooo!

Their cries roar through the mountain gate of the Shaolin. The gaze of the unarmed, who were waiting to enter the shrine, was gathered in unison to Choi Yeon-un.

“Choongryong?”

“You really mean Gran? ”

“Early Barons joined. Wow!”

The roar of the people grew. The embarrassment was Seo Woo Jong and Choo Jin, who came all the way here with the supernova.

They also admired the supernova, but did not expect him to be recognized to this extent by others.

Superneun was burdened with such people's attention and cheer. However, the sheep were not shallow enough to vote on the outside.

“Amitabul! I will guide you to your home. ”

“No, just let me know and I'll come. ”

“You can't do that to the hero of Gandhi. Please give Song-won a chance to guide him. ”

When Seongcheon came out like this, he couldn't refuse any more.

“Very well, then, I will ask you. ”

“Amitabul! Follow me. ”

Seongcheon walked ahead, followed by a superfluous back. As natural as it may be, Jingyeo shouldered with the supernova.

Seouljong, Pearl Flare, and Jin saw each other. It was only until this time that I was able to follow the supernova, but it was a burden for them to follow me into Shaolin.

It was then.

“What are you doing? Don't come. ”

The advances shouted as they looked at them.

“Ah!”

“Umm!”

I took the first step in the way of a handshake. Followed by Seouljong, a pearl of light, like a duck that chases its mother.

Shaolin was more magnificent and old-fashioned than it was seen outside the mountain gate. The stone on the floor and a rolling treatise stone seemed to carry the weight of years.

The place that Seongcheon was guided was the empty office of Shaolin. Near the Mountain Gate, the Vienna Office was a place to stay when external guests came from Sorim.

Seongcheon showed the largest and cleanest room among them to Choi Yeon Un.

“First of all, rest here. I will report to the Commissioner and provide you with a better place to live. ”

“That's enough. You don't have to worry too much. ”

“No, it's too much of a dump for the Second Co-op. Just take a break until I report and come back. ”

“This is it! ”

“There's only one thing I can do for the Grand Baron. So please don't say no. ”

In the luscious eyes of Seocheon, I couldn't refuse any more.

“Then I'll ask you. ”

“Thank you, Cho Hwang. You can take a look around until I get there. Let me tell my disciples. ”

“Got it.”

He nodded and retreated with a bright expression. It was only after Seongcheon left that Chongyeon could sigh.

“Phew!”

The eyes of Seocheon and the attention of the soldiers were a great burden to him. The more they cared, the more the dead master and the death penalty came to mind.

He came into the world to help Damho, but the wounds on his heart were not yet fully healed.

The supernova looked at the progress of the dust.

“Progress.”

“Yes, brother. ”

“I don't want to go out there, so look at you. ”

“Can I? ”

“I'm the only one sitting here dying. Now that you're here, don't miss your chance to see the city. There's a lot you can feel just watching. ”

When the supernova said this, no further progress could be refused. And to be honest, I also wanted to see the misfortunes of the Sorimsa with my own eyes.

“Okay, then you're resting. I'm going to take a look around. ”

“Yes.”

He swung his hand with his back against the wall. And so on and so forth.

As soon as I came out, a cool breeze was blowing to cool the sweat.

“This place is a scream, right? ”

Dust was curious.

This is called the Taishan North Doo of Kangho.

* * *

The headquarters of the Mourimblin, which led to more slaughter than Bourne's, was small. At least, the blind and other cerebral ministers gave me a big heads-up from Shaolin, but the rest of the unarmed had to stay in the rushed residence. It wasn't one or two inconveniences.

The residence where the Southern Palace is located was also a recently made haste. There are so many people in the military department that they could not stay inside Sorim. It was South Korea's idea that we should be together in our own space, albeit somewhat relished, to develop an efficient plan.

“Huw!”

The Southern Archer sighs.

It was an unparalleled dwelling. Still, he liked this place. It was because I could not see the sights of Shaolin and Blind.

It was then.

“Military.”

I heard a deep voice outside.

“What's going on? ”

“I have something to report urgently. ”

An unusual voice struck the southern archipelago's glare.

“Come in.”

“Yes!”

A deep breath came along with an answer.

“What's going on? ”

“There's a Zungryong dragon in Shaolin now. ”

“Choon Dragon?”

The Southern Archery is dreadful.

At first, I wanted to know what the problem was with Choongryong coming to Sorim. However, his complexion pales as soon as he realizes that the Choongryong Dragon is the star of the supernova.

“Isn't supernova a friend of the Kwon Horse? ”

“Yes.”

In response, the Southern Archer grabbed the handle of the chair with all her might.

The supernova was no longer just a late index.

It was the owner of the Baekjeon victory, which symbolizes the Baekjeon specialty, and the unmanned man who fought against the pagan religion to the very end. Above all, he was the only friend of the Volcano Horse Damho.

The case of Damhoe, who was not in a good relationship with the volcano, who ran through the bloodstream of death to save only one person, was so famous that no one knew it.

“Is it true that the supernova is coming to Thorim? ”

Otherwise, the complexion of the Southern Archer, which was only pale, turned even whiter.

The Southern Archery trembled just to recall the name of Duja.

“He's coming? He.... ”