Volcanic Spirit

32.

The controversy over the main peak of the volcano continued. Some said five by adding Undaebong and Oknyeobong, while others claimed that Undae and Oknyeo belong to Yeonhwabong, so Nakanbong and Seoninbong are the three.

It's just the majority's right!

Contrary to differences over Hana's affiliation, when discussing height, everyone chose Nakanbong as one voice. It was the result of a year-long survey conducted by an elderly man who was well-versed in astronomy, dynamics, and industry.

"But there's information that the old man hasn't told us."

A black man who had disappeared from Hwacheong Palace appeared at the top of Seoninbong Peak with Anan.

"What is it?"

"Nakanbong is high, but not much different from Seoninbong."

Anan exclaimed at the sight of Nakan Peak, which stood tall to the south.

"It's not about height, it's about distance."

The black man drew a circle with his thumb and index finger. And he grinned, bringing it to his eyes.

"You can see it if you want it desperately."

"Yes, black is good because it's positive."

"Hoo-hoo, Anan is attractive for being negative."

The summit of Seoninbong Peak was cleared up while the two exchanged meaningless conversations.

"When you're done with your arrangements, bring a thousand bong."

Originally, Seoninbong Peak was known as Joyangbong Peak, which was the first place to see sunrise. Thus, an altar was set up at the summit, and Taoists and others built a hut or dug a cave to engage in training. One, they are all dead, and it is the men who wear their tops and show off their sturdy build that filled the empty seats.

"I'll be ready."

The middle-aged man with his bulging eyes bent down.

However, the black man also answered in a more polite and bright voice than usual.

"That's a big help from the Iron Bar."

The iron-barred ark waved its hands as if not to mind, and then walked toward the room.

Anan blushed sadly at the sight.

"That's too bad. When you talk about ironsmiths, it's rumored to be comparable to Shaolin."

"I was lucky."

"Phew, you're too flashy for luck. "You're so great, unlike this poor girl."

The black man laughed for the answer.

As she said, her pride in the collection of five-jwa was sky-high. How many people are able to wield power as much as they want, such as the smuggling ring, the Samyeong Water Dragon, and the Iron and Steel Room?

"It won't end with envy if you get to know the best and the second."

At the black man's words to himself, Anan opened her eyes wide and showed curiosity. However, instead of telling them clearly this time again, they only replace the answer with a smile.

At that time, there was a loud murmur of iron-

"Arrange it!"

The roomers, who have worked their way through the outer space to the limit, brought a steel rod of a person's thigh-thickness, as if boasting uneven muscles.

Boom!

The altar at the top of Seoninbong Peak has a deep hole for incense and ashes. A thick iron rod was inserted into the hole, and a similar thickness was soon added diagonally.

Anan narrowed her forehead.

There were still more than a dozen iron bars brought by the iron fence. Each of them is a well-made iron bar, and the beginning and end of it are designed to be interlocked.

"Is it possible to solve the height?"

Bang!

Another iron bar was inserted at the end of the iron bar at the height of the head.

And two sturdy rooms wrapped their bodies around the connection between the bar and the bar.

"That's what the old man says. Nakan Peak and Seoninbong Peak are about 20 ways tall. So wouldn't ten of them be higher than Nakanbong?"

Anan couldn't continue to talk because of the black man's laughing voice. The shift of ideas, let alone the ability to execute, gave me goose bumps.

"There was a reason others were wary of blackness."

"No way. I'm not going to be wary if one day I know what I really mean."

To Anan, it sounded like a declaration to kill everyone so that the black and white horse could not be wary. That's why he changed the subject to hide his innermost thoughts.

"By the way, how are you going to get up on such a high peak and how are you going to hold on to the top?"

"Well, wouldn't something work out?”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The moment more than a dozen bars were inserted, the top was not even seen. It looked like Yeoido Peak in the story, as if it were rising through fog or clouds. In addition, the bizarre sight of the bars clinging together and holding them by force whenever they were connected was also appalling.

Already, those at the bottom of the list were bleeding with blood on their faces, and breathing hard with red faces.

"I'll kill you if you don't hold out half an angle!"

At the end of the fence, the means had to bear with all their might.

A moment later he bowed his head to the black man.

"You can go up now."

When the black man banged his finger, a sturdy old man appeared at Hwachong Palace. He was still hanging a chair from his back, just as he was then. The moment the black man sat on the chair, he shot up.

Papapapapat!

The act of stepping on the directions and grabbing the iron bars was repeated so quickly that it was invisible. And once Anan blinked, it was after she had already gone through the clouds.

"Ha, I envy you from the bottom of my heart.”

Anan beckoned, licking her lips with her unusually red tongue.

At the moment of life in her eyes, a middle-aged man with a gentle look on his face, who looked like a white student, approached. The two eyes of the fence, which was guarding near the iron bar, grew as if they were about to tear apart. This is because he has been around but has not known the existence of a company.

"Person."

"Yes. Godfather."

Anan slipped away at the words of his cover-up godfather. Unlike others, he seemed very attached to his camouflage status.

"Phew, gather them all up. I'm gonna have to sneeze my black suit today, and have everything."

The white student looked around the fence.

"I will."

The black man's eyes glistened bluishly.

At that moment, through fog and clouds, I could see the summit of Nakanbong Peak, which is only a few hundred pages away. He had mastered anything other than white clothing, ambiguity, or enan, in addition to the Gangrim wedding. This was proof that he was ahead of the other leaders.

"Ha-ha. There's a man named Bugungju of the Blood Palace himself."

He continued to talk to himself as if he were broadcasting to an old man carrying him. A moment later a manga-drunk appeared, and a secret master was seen dying in vain.

"Ah."

He didn't pay attention to the fact that the butcher killed a secret master. Rather, he couldn't take his eyes off the fight between Lee Hwon and Bugungju of the Seomcheon Palace.

"He's a really covetous man. That's what he's doing over there. I feel sorry for a man named Bugungju. Now! And it's time for the players to enter, ····."."."."

Just in time, Samyeong Water Dragon, sent by a black man, appeared. These are the men of such great power that they killed the household of Gyolyongsei, one of the five great generations. Along with the Three Young Water Dragon, seven writers appeared. This is the Gongnung Chilja, which Anan sent to attain the enlightenment of the volcano. He would have taken on the role of killing Samyeong Water Dragon and taking away his enlightenment.

The black man laughed with all his heart, not for the travesty.

"Come on! Lee Hwon, stop acting. You can't hang out with Boo-goong-ju forever."

As soon as Samyeong Su-ryong appeared, Lee Hwon blew away the head of Bugoongju. The black man instinctively seemed to know what Lee Hwon was up to.

"Aha, you're such a waste of time."

The black man laughed out loud and said to the old man who was holding himself up.

"Hahaha! He's after me. He cares about me. Hahaha!"

The black man's prediction was right.

Lee Hwon had a black man in mind from the beginning.

He had anticipated their habits to some extent as he faced the crowds of Cheonryongjeon.

They don't move in the sun.

They always want to watch.

It is no wonder that the white man became a servant and stayed by King In, and he became an ambiguous white hawker and ran Hwacheong Palace himself. Now that he has mastered the rare regimen called Gangrim wedding magic, he could have made a proxy or put forward a puppet. But they risked their lives, and never left the scene.

그러니 화산을 도모한 놈도 화산을 벗어나지 않았으리라.

‘쳇! 이 정도로는 나타나지 않는 건가?’

어차피 부궁주와의 싸움은 혈인사가 혈륜을 뚫지 못한 상황에서 승패가 정해졌다. 하나 놈을 끌어내기 위해 일부러 백중세를 유지하던 중이다. 그러나 암중의 적은 한 번 더 수하를 보냈다. 그러니 더 이상 부궁주와 얽혀 있을 이유가 없다. 그렇기에 삼영수룡과 공능칠자가 나타나는 순간 부궁주의 머리통을 날려버렸다.

"Teacher!"

Lee Hwon stepped down beside the nerd.

However, the manga still stared at the distant mountain with dreamy eyes.

"It's cold. It's strange. Joo Won-kyung was always warm."

"Are you drunk?”

At Lee Hwon's question, the manga-chug blazed his eyes.

"Oh, it's you. By the way, what's all this about? Ah! And do you know who this is?"

It was different from usual to point out the body of a secret master and bury it.

"I don't know. Get a hold of yourself more than that. What happened while you were training for the closure?”

The monkey blinked his eyes and responded to the word "closed."

"Oh! That's right. It was closing. By the way. I've been thinking about this and that, and I've thrown away the trash, and I've got the stuff to pack. That's why they're all useless. What am I supposed to do, throw away what heaven has given me? You can't throw away a living gift because you don't like it. "Thanks for everything."

The heart of the long story was simple.

While training for closure, I fully accepted Shinma's realization. As a result, the martial arts, which had been stagnant for decades, seemed to have exploded. It was almost impossible even for Lee to kill a master of secret law in a single blow.

'More than I, ·· 전의· 전의 전의 전의'

Lee Hwon gulped down his saliva.

The languid spirit of the manga-flat reminded me of someone before his return. For example, the masters of absolute geography, such as the sword god, heavenly power, and leading, crossed my mind.

'Strong.'

So a smile came out of my mouth.

The only reliable being has become incredibly strong, so the chances of finishing today's work as desired have also increased.

'You've got to catch him!

I hope it's Soma who teased her before returning.

"Come on! Master, I'll take care of those bastards now.”

Lee Hwon's exhilarating cry blazed the eyes.

"Who else are they? Did you have a party today?”

He responded to a word that made him feel depressed.

"Keu! Are you senile?”

"It has nothing to do with us. We just need to take that young man to the black doctor. What about you? It's a matter of mutual agreement above."

Daeyuja, the giant of the Gongnung lacquer, had a grim look on her face, but eventually nodded her head.

"We'll take that old man."

"Good for you. Let's do what we have to do."

Samyeong Su-ryong approached Yi Hwon, and Gong Neung-chiza gazed at the manga-chuga, giving off speculation. The great oiler asked the manga-flavored man like a peep.

"Are you drunk?"

It is a pressing question that we hope is not a kind of senility, dementia, or madness. The Hana Manga Chugger exclaimed, tilting the bottle of liquor, "When did you pick it up?"

"Kha! Drunk on life."

Eventually, Samyeong Su-ryong burst into laughter and laughed at the manga-chug.

"Hahaha! Do you believe you're the one who drowned to catch the moon?"

"I'm in the right place even when I'm senile.”

Then came a word from Lee Hwon.

"Great, great."

The luxury of a manga lover, which stimulates the triumph of a chumma, was so wonderful that he even forgot his anger at Cheonryongjeon.

The Great Yu-ja mocked the Three Young Water Dragon.

"Huh! Your things are not normal either."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun