Volcanic Spirit

26, I got it after I threw it away.

The most prestigious political group in the world was called Gupao.

Hana Gangho's rise and fall is like a woman's heart, and the name Gupao is maintained, but the literary circle has changed every moment. So there were not many literary circles who maintained their name values over time. Nevertheless, Shaolin, shamans and volcanoes remained unrivaled among the old factions. Even the Jongnam faction, the owner of Danggeum Seomseoseong Fortress, was once pushed out of the old school.

It's still Jun-chi. A volcano is a volcano.'

Sorim, shamans, and volcanoes were famous not only for their upright spirit and beliefs, but also for their high-level exploits. Among them, all the great masters in the world would count the three to discuss the symbolism of the volcano.

Twenty-four-four-figure painting of the Sword of Swordsmanship.

the subjugation of the 심법의 of the 심법의법의

And it was a rock of prosthetics.

The marker was invented by Maehwa Sword, which is always mentioned when one counts Gogeumjailin. Hundreds of years ago, the process of creating a ticket for cancer was extraordinary. One day, I was chatting with my teacher, and I was looking at the scroll in the room, and I invented it.

The poem written on the scroll was the sleeve of Impo's mountain garden.

There is no reason why the disciples of the volcano would like it because it is the poem of a poet who loved plum blossoms.

Soyeong Transverse Sakyamuni ()))

Amphibious twilight ()

"The shadows of the Holy Root branches are reflected in shallow water, and a mellow fragrance is wafted by the dusk of the moon."

Lee Hwon stood at the top of the tree and looked at the volcano.

Unlike Lee Hwon, who enjoyed reading poems only by his weekly readers, he was fluent in poetry. Thus, I recited the Somae from Impo several times, which was enough to make me feel guilty.

'It's a choking attack.

Just in time, the sunset began to color the mountains with strange colors across the peaks. The sunset, which was supposed to emit the scarlet light, seemed to be turning purple today.

Yi Hwon sat on a palm-sized branch.

Nevertheless, the branches remain as if their feathers had fallen. The crotch was unrivaled in speed and secrecy, as the mellow scent spread along the shadow.

'I've never felt this way before. It's strange. But it's not bad.'

Lee Hwon watched the sunset with a vague expression on his face.

Who would have thought that the path would be the path of the rock-scented table, as he found the path while respecting the plum blossoms on the plum trees?

'It's not bad.'

There is no end to the controversy over military merit, but the Grand National Security Law remains unchanged for a long time. They were the Geumgang Undong Shinbo of Shaolin, Jeunjong of the shaman, Unryongdaegu of Gonryun and Cheonma Gunlimbo of Mahgyo. And it's the amphitheater that took the last place.

'Only.'

It was obvious that he had acquired the world's leading complement. Among them, Lee Hwon's most urgent light work has been resolved, so it was no wonder to drink with cheers by now.

But his face wasn't bright.

'Are you feeling that it's not bad to just do it?

It was good at first, curious in the middle, and at the end, a sigh came out of my mouth.

"Ha."

The smell of alcohol spread like fog as soon as the jangtan ceremony was shed.

Only when the smell of alcohol came to cover the plum blossoms did I smile.

"It's a sad life to live with only good things!"

Yi Hwon jumped down the tree after making a declaration as if he were toward Maehwahyang and the sunset.

The ticket is unlearned.

This was his conclusion.

If you don't like it, you'll learn it. I didn't want to learn it as if it had been acquired without the permission of a manga lover. I just don't think it's meant to be.

Thinking so made me feel at ease.

At that moment, however, an unexpected memory flashed through me.

It occurred to me as if I had waited until I had thrown away the ticket, as if I had forgotten to fill it.

'Uh! The old man's rock was different from this.'

Lee Hwon stared at the plum grove with surprise.

The manga has planted a plum grove for decades. Maintaining the main telescope is the power of institutions and diagnoses, but the contents themselves have been carefully nurtured. Is it a coincidence that the turret of the rock is at the top of the forest?

It can't be.

Lee Hwon blinked his eyes.

Unlike before his return, he quickly trained his perforated helix after his return. As a result, my body got better, and my head got better. The brain, which has improved so much, is now not only good memory, but also a combination of information.

A manga and a volcano, a plum forest, and a rock-scented.

The moment I thought of all of this, one memory after another that led to key words came to mind.

'The old man did.

The reason why the manga lover suddenly closed down was because he had a small clue. I think I can get rid of it now," he said with a smile.

Yi Hwon took a panoramic view of the Maehwa forest.

'Did you make it for decades to get rid of it?'

In other words, the Maehwa Forest must have been the enlightenment of the Shinma, who was infused with the manga from the masterpiece.

"Ha."

Lee Hwon took a weak step and headed for the hills where the manga disappeared. Then he sat at the entrance of the earth tunnel leading underground and turned on his seat.

The inscription at the entrance caught the eye.

"Change begins small. It's hard to change, but when I change, you change, ···."."."."

It was engraved that when someone changed, someone else would change, and we would change in the future. It is a small move that makes the world change, and a disciple of a volcano should work hard to make the wings.

What a wonderful word.

Nothing can be more difficult than this to practice.

"So you still haven't given up?"

Lee Hwon murmured as if talking to a manga lover.

For the past few decades, the manga has not given up and has struggled to regain the volcano's military prowess. It was cold as if it would not be passed on to the old soldier, but secretly tried to revive the original form. Even if the volcano's success is not the same as before, it is trying to move slowly without haste. It was a volcanic wave, and it must have been a belief that had not changed over time since it settled on the volcano.

Even shamans have left Shinma's enlightenment as an emergency measure.

I couldn't help but admire the beliefs of the narcissist.

"How can I do that?"

Lee Hwon's voice was filled with awe.

It was not just an expression of respect, but also a mixture of fear of unfamiliar feelings. Even among the fighters of the political faction he faced before his return, there were believers. I wonder if there was anyone who blindly maintained such upright beliefs. No matter how many times I ask, there is no way that a manga lover who is closing the building will answer.

So I read and read only the inscriptions on the entrance.

"You're not a hero, you're a concubine."

a narrow-minded person

Regression conduction and regression were also words that did not match him.

"It's admirable, and it's amazing. One thing I don't think I can live like that."

Originally, I was going to wait until the manga came out.

I feel like I just got to know it clearly.

Lee Hwon and Manga's path are different.

So I threw away the method that I had in mind when I came to the volcano.

Just like when I first came up to Nakanbong, I'm going to share my glasses and tell you honestly. If that doesn't work, Lee Hwon can easily shake it off.

"It's a world where we're busy doing what we want to do. So do whatever you want to do. I'll do what I want to do."

Lee Hwon took the oath of office in hopes that the manga lover would achieve great success. And unlike when he came, he entered the Maehwa forest with light steps.

"Come on! Shall we at least pour a bottle of liquor for when you come out?"

That's how I spent every day drinking, reciting poems.

And soon after, the first snow fell.

*

"Hey! What the hell is this?"

After returning to Nakanbong Peak, the old soldier gave a warning.

Nakan Peak, which he had left to Lee Hwon, looked like a garbage dump. The smell of alcohol was vibrating everywhere, and empty bottles and broken jars were placed everywhere. It was hard to tell whether it was a plum forest or a pear forest because it was full of traces of failure while trying to make alcohol.

"I was going to soak the wine."

At Lee Hwon's words, the old man narrowed his brows.

"New liquor? How could you say that?"

"Failed."

The old soldier opened his eyes wide.

His knowledge of alcohol was one of the world's leading figures.

It struck me first that he had not been able to cast the liquor. Lee Hwon smiled brightly at the old man and raised the sword of the charlatan.

"I need to borrow this."

"What are you doing?"

Sreung

Lee Hwon said, pulling out the sword of the manga.

"My spirit must have been sold elsewhere. Instead of being a bad drinker, I made something else."

The old soldier opened his eyes.

Judging from Lee Hwon's words and posture, he seemed to have invented martial arts. Even Lee Hwon is a master of martial arts.

"Really?"

"I'm a little confused, so I need to check."

The old soldier threw away the burden he was carrying.

He makes snacks here, but he's also a warrior.

"If that's the case, as much as you like!"

He flung his white beard at him.

As soon as I opened up my inscriptions, the deep fragrance was colored like a shadow. Under the influence of the law, it seems as if the shadow remains everywhere. The ark was different from the rock-scented table that was displayed when crossing Janggongjando Island.

Instead of being surprised, Yi Hwon exclaimed with admiration.

"Oh, I'm surprised by the right crotchuckles!

I wasn't envious of one thing.

I didn't even feel sorry.

Better, not greater, but because he found his own. That's why he rolled his feet strong with a pleasant smile.

Boom boom!

The earth seemed to crack around him, and gravel and sand scattered forward like memory.

Papapapapapat!

The old soldier pinched his lips for a moment in an unexpected counterattack.

One light swing of the sword caused a wave of purple to spring up like a whirlpool, bouncing everything off.

Tada! Tada!

Lee Hwon stamped his foot again.

At that moment, his new model stretched like a taffy, and for a moment came just around the corner of the old army. As soon as the two men mingled, the position changed, and the two swords crushed the space and exploded.

Quack, boom!

When two swords collide, it is Lee Hwon who is pushed out. Hana kept her position, but narrowed the gap between her eyebrows. For a moment, the energy of the sword was so strong that it was comparable to itself.

'A few months before the fire, it was enough to give me the back of my neck.'

The old soldier continued his speech, hiding his astonishment.

"Hmm! I don't feel it right yet. We'll have to do a plumage check!"

Lee Hwon shrugged back.

"Isn't that half a piece?"

"You! You win even if you're half the man!"

"When the manga comes out, he'll definitely give you the prototype of the plumage test."

"He, is he?"

Soon the old soldier is in a fix.

In any case, the restoration of plum blossoms is a long-cherished desire of volcanoes. He quickly hid his outspoken expression and continued his speech with a stream of coughs.

"Hmm! Let's see for now!"

The old army's momentum changed rapidly.

He used to be like a grown-up until now, but now he has moved with caution as if he were dealing with a rival. The Maehwa Inspection Act consists of the Oji, Yukgeun, Ilju, Guyeop, and Samhwa. The twenty-four herbivores of plumage meant a whole tree. Hana had a week left on the volcano.

"Huh!"

Yi Hwon knew about the form of herbivores to some extent because he used the sword whenever he drank alcohol. But the trajectory was different between heading into the air and heading toward yourself. As soon as he passed the remote area and reached the sixth root, he became the black sword of the old army and suppressed his whole body. The best thing to do is to avoid tough screening as if supporting a tree.

One did not avoid Lee Hwon.

They met each other as if they were testing which side would break.

Tung! Tung! Tung! Tung!

Yi Hwon swung the sword of the manga-chug, defying the old army's offensive. The Maehwa Forest screamed as if it had met a typhoon, with the black, black, and black films in sync.

Whi-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee!

Roh was shocked to see Lee Hwon holding out on par with himself.

"What kind of herbivore is this?"

"Well, it's just a stretch of your hand."

Lee Hwon is not making fun of old men.

In fact, he instinctively swung the sword at every moment in line with the sword and sword of the old army. They are just dealing with each other without any herbivores by maximizing their blood ties.

"Your eyes don't shine anymore, do they?"

"It just happened!"

Yi Hwon turned over in the air and kicked the ground.

Quaqam!

His eyes did not glow red even though he was spreading his blood with all his strength. The perforated hematopoietic ganglion had long reached the sixth castle. It's because of the realization that I got while trying to make alcohol.

It doesn't matter if you're good or bad.

I had to do what I wanted.

Until now, he thought that if the body was completed due to blood vessels, the brain would also improve. As soon as he abandoned the rocking ticket left by the one who had left him, and took his own path, the bloodline reached the sixth castle of his own. When I felt better, I felt better, and after that, I naturally felt better. It was a new experience that I didn't know before my return.

"Think of it, what I got from Nakanbong was not a rock, but the phrase from the closed training center."

It said that small changes made by oneself would change the world. Therefore, Lee Hwon's mindset was enough to activate the perforated helix itself, no matter how small.

"Here we go!"

The old soldier's sword was colored purple.

As a result of the self-decision, the plumage test was activated at the same time, and soon the civet was spread out in a polar manner. The old soldier's new model suffocated Lee Hwon from all sides, leaving four ripples as if performing a self-immolation.

Quaqam!

Lee Hwon's eyes burned red.

It was more bloody than ever because it drew blood out of its own will. As soon as he rushed to the ground, Lee Hwon's body was split into two. It soon split once more, and at last there were eight ripples wrapped around the fireball, besieging the old army.

"Hut! What was this?"

Lee Hwon's retort came from all sides as if it were a hexadecimal.

"I've named it Amcheon Gunnimbora."

At that moment, eight ripples were scattered as if they were merging into one, and a bloody strong flag was lowered over the old soldier's head.

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun