Volcanic Sphere

As the dam lifted its head, a large mountain was seen.

It was a commonly spoken mountain. It was one of Zhongwon Oak and the Holy Land of the Immortal Gate where Sorimsa sits.

It is called Mount Tasil in the east, the quasi-polar mountain in the center, and Mount Sinai in the west.

It was not difficult to find the missing acid. It is only necessary to climb the mountain path where there are many unarmed people.

Due to the reputation of Kang Ho's Taisan North Doo, Sorim Saen originally found a lot of perfumers. With the recent terror overlapping there and the fleeing Mourim blindness, Shaolin became a phosphate sea for the unarmed.

There were so many accidents and clashes everywhere. It was inevitable. Due to the noble nature of the force, he sought to ascertain his power and position through Vimuna clashes.

Recently, however, there has been a lot of order. Compared to the early 1990s, there was little that could be said of an incident. It was proof that Mourimblin was looking for a place.

Muang Mountain was like a large lake where numerous water streams merged into one. I don't know what it's like under the surface, but at least it's as quiet as it looks.

The turbulence began to appear in the lake that was so serene.

The first to detect the uproar were the lunar march draws that were guarding the gate.

I saw a crowd of nobles in their eyes. Twenty or so unarmed people with dark dust on their heads and shoulders as if they had come a long way.

At first, I saw them with no algebra. There were so many unarmed people coming in one day that they could no longer attract the attention of the crew.

The crew also sent reinforcements from one of the moons. But as the strangers drew near, their faces hardened.

It was because I felt an unusual force in the body of the unarmed who were approaching the mountain gate.

One could not be an ordinary unmanned man with a sharp blade.

Then Seongcheon, the first disciple of Shaolin, who knew the situation, aroused his body. Suddenly, the eyes of Seocheon widened.

It was because of the man who was at the forefront of the unarmed coming towards the mountain gate.

He was dressed in black hair and black pavement like a black man. I was forced to stand out in many ways. But what Seongcheon noticed was not due to such an outward appearance.

The steps of a stagger, whose shoulders are different, the man clenches one foot.

So far, so many unarmed people have passed through the Sanlim Gate, but there have been no unarmed people with such dramatic characteristics. But Seongcheon knew such an unarmed man.

He was the most famous and ruthless man in the world.

“Piss off, won't you? ”

The lunar march tournaments, which stood without any fluctuations, were noticeably shaken.

“Umm!”

“Amitabul!”

Their gaze was on the black man who was at the forefront in unison.

Even at that moment, he was dragging one foot towards the mountain gate. As he enlarged, the face of the Moon Martial Arts tournaments became extremely tense.

He didn't give up any intentions, he didn't give up his life. But just by looking at it, the heart shook, and the muscles of the whole body became tense.

"Bokma!"

‘That's really it. ’

They swallowed me dry.

They had the pride of being part of the Moon Martial Society, among others. Because of this, there was a habit of looking down at the other moonshines in the middle of the year.

But the intense blood flow from the man who has now reached the threshold was enough to blow away their pride.

He was the damho.

Those who followed him were seamen and seamen, including the seaweed.

When they accompanied Damho and defeated the airless, they were also unleashing a rough wave. But the seamen of the Nam Pa were not aware of it at all.

“Amitabul! Poetry, reveal your identity. ”

Seongcheon hastily asked them.

At that moment, the wall stopped walking and looked at the snowflake. At the moment of receiving his eyes, Seocheon felt a sudden shrinkage of his mind and body.

For the rest of my life, the blood aroma of Seongcheon, who has lived in a clean door, has been under unbearable pressure.

It also added to the senseless gaze that felt no emotion, so he couldn't even dare to face him.

Amitabul! Amitabul! ’

Seocheon had to take care of the child to maintain his peace of mind. It was only then that I could realise why so many unarmed people were afraid of the horsemen.

The man in front of his eyes was different from himself.

The momentum and atmosphere he aroused was so heterogeneous that there was no doubt that he was the same human being.

Then Damho opened his mouth.

“Damho.”

“Tue, is this the Volcano Horse Great Bargain? ”

“That's right!”

“Why did you come to Sorimsa? ”

Seongcheon regretted asking questions while unconscious.

There was only one reason why no one else would come here but Damho.

Fighting the devil.

If not, there was no reason for me to come as a psychic.

Damho asked with his head stiff.

“You're asking because you don't know? ”

“Oh, no. ”

Seocheon answered in a loud voice without even knowing him.

Once it became atrophied, it could not be easily spread. I didn't know anyone who had not experienced this feeling of being crushed by the soul.

Seongcheon hurriedly turned his gaze away from Damho and looked at the Nam Nam Pha's unarmed.

“What about you?”

“We're from the Sea Nam Pa. My name is Thao So-moon. ”

“Hush! You're a seaweed remover. We sincerely welcome your visit to Sorimsa in Nampa. ”

“Thank you for your hospitality. ”

She thanked him for his ambition.

“No, we should be thankful that the Nam Nam Pham has joined us. Just a moment. I'll report to you and arrange a place to stay. ”

“Thank you.”

“Of course you do. ”

Seocheon hastily summoned one of the winners to inform them that the Wall Street and the Moon Moon had arrived.

He then looked at the wall.

“Please wait a little. I won't let you wait long. ”

“ ……. ”

The damho had no Katabuta words. He pressed his chest more heavily.

Damho stood like a statue and was not fluent. The same was true of the seamen who herded behind him.

On their way here, the Nam Pa's unaccompanied have gained a lot of enlightenment while doing their homework and rubbing. They genuinely admired the wall, and tried to resemble even a small wall.

The way I see it now was part of that effort. They stood behind the dam and waited for permission to pass through the mountain gate.

Time went by without a trace, and the unarmed who heard that Damho had come down to the mountain gate reached the Phosphate Sea.

“The author of the letter? ”

“You look as cold as I've heard. ”

“Look at those eyes. Don't you think you can steal people with just your eyes? ”

“The horse-drawn horse joins? I can't believe it. ”

Numerous people roared, and the doorway quickly became noisy. I've never been so noisy because of an unmanned man since Sorim settled in the mountains.

Even though the gaze of so many people would be burdened, Hogan was not even flustered. He seemed to be unable to hear the voices of others.

As people's voices grew, tensions between the seaweed and the seaweed were also amplified. Over the past few days, they have learned a little about a human called Damhoe.

If a crowd of this size were to gather, the body would shrink a little. I couldn't be very free from the outside gaze of a person.

But the walls were different.

Damho erected a large pillar deep in his chest. The pillar was so large and hard that it was not shaken by the storm outside.

The pillar was the wick of the wall. With this much whispering and serenity, I could not shake the wick of the wall.

In the meantime, the number of people who came down to see the Wall has increased.

It was then.

“The governor is coming down. ”

A monk's voice from the top of the mountain silenced the troops that were roaring in the middle heat.

So far, so many unarmed people have entered the Mount of Sorim, but never came out of the courtyard. It was such a devastating blow that the soldiers were surprised and forced to accept it.

This was the position occupied by the Gyeonggi horse in the Grand Prize.

If it was the law of power, the damho was at the top of it. Even the head of the Sorimsa is in a position so high that he can't dare to ignore it.

Soon after, Gwangcheon, the director of Sorim, appeared under the escort of Gwangwon, the Jeonjeon Gate of Nahanjeon, and Gwangjin, the surrogate owner.

The soldiers bowed their heads in indignation at the appearance of the Thorim Cerebral Division. On that open path, the light cloth and the like walked.

“Amitabul! Long time no see, Madame. ”

Gwangcheon recognizes Damho in a single breath.

I've seen my face before. At that time, Damho came to Sorimsa to meet the Magnificent God.

After the conversation with Damho, the magistrate was in the middle of the tenth century, and the cerebral ministers, including Gwangcheon, were unable to have a proper conversation with Damho. I rushed out as soon as I heard that Damho had come because I couldn't take it lightly.

“I want to be three years old. It's an honor to see you again. ”

The fact that Guangcheon pretended to know Damho first came as a huge shock to the soldiers. Because the head of the Shaolin company they knew was someone who was greeted by someone else and not the one who did it first.

“That's it. ”

“Do I have to say," Wong Ma? ”

And when they saw it, they rejoiced. The sight before their eyes was just as shocking.

“Long time no see.”

“Hahaha! In the meantime, it seems that the prayers of the city of Dam have become more devoted. It can't be the boom of Murim. ”

He looked genuinely impressed. But despite his set-up, there was no response.

He choked on the broad gate and the broad vein that was beside Guangcheon.

“The author!”

“Be polite. ”

It was intolerable to see the master of Shaolin, who was none other. They were weary to use their hands even now. But Guangcheon raised his hand and restrained them.

“That's okay.”

“But, sir, he insulted the roar. ”

The surrogate, Guangmun, raised his voice. He had no choice but to be more aggressive because he had seen it with his eyes that had not been multiplied before.

He raised his voice toward the wall.

“What do you do when you have such a great reputation for your character? I'm less personable.Be human first. ”

The voice of the inner ball echoes loudly across the ledger.

His power was truly strong, as was the circumference of the family support in charge of the discipline of Sorim.

At that moment, Guangcheon frowned at his glance.

“Be careful, Priest. The priestly act is insulting me and the Shaolin. ”

“Bar, death row? ”

When Guangcheon came out, Guangmun looked embarrassed.

“I'm fine. Why are you raising your voice? ”

“But the body of the death penalty……. ”

“What's the point of being in front of a Gandhi crisis? And was his name bad enough to hurt his body? Rather, your response is to hurt the body of Thorim. ”

“Sin…… I thank you. ”

In the fierce rebuke of Guangcheon, Guangcheon was forced to apologize. But it was still not a convincing face. Rather, he stares at the wall with a furious young gaze.

Gwangcheon sighed at the sight of such a vast gate.

The priest he cared about was so knowledgeable. For him, the name of Shaolin was of paramount importance, and it was the priority of everything. I couldn't stand the slightest insult.

Guangcheon bowed his head to Damho.

“I'm sorry, Madame. Please forgive the priest's impatience. ”

When this happens, the face of the vast gate becomes white. Because of his mistakes, the death penalty of a man like Heaven became an apology to Damho.

Damho looked at Guangcheon.

This allowed me to see how many bowls of light spring. Certainly he had the right size for a position called Director of Sorim. I don't know what real abilities are.

It was when Damho nodded.

“It is the Great Canyon of Namcheonsan, the Blind of Murimblin. ”

“The Southern Arctic Great Council, a military corps, is also coming. ”

Suddenly, the riots began from the top and the troops retreated to both sides. And there appeared among them the Brain of the Mourim Blind.

It was followed by a military southern archipelago leading the way to Mount Namcheongju.

"Bokma!"

The face of the Southern Archer behind Namcheon Mountain was stiffer than ever.