Chapter - 25 Episode 25. Are you from Jongnam? (5)

"Before that, let's start with the surroundings.

We can't make a room for CHENLEYEOL.

Chung-Myung turned his head away. It is to check if other institutions do not work when the door is opened.

A long death sentence may have caused the signal to go off when someone other than himself opens the vibrancy. He's a very careful man.

I don't see anything.'

Chung-Myung's eyes were fixed on the top of the corridor, confirming that the device was missing.

There's a hole in the child's fist. It's not just one, but one at a time.

"Tsk."

Originally, there would have been a nightcap. It wasn't a dark corridor that didn't have a single light like now, but a bright corridor where the nightlife shone.

Every time I ran out of money, I pulled it out and sold it one by one. Every time that happened, this corridor would have gotten darker and darker.

What did the long writer think when he saw the hallway getting darker every time he came in? Don't you think the future of Hawasan is as dark as the hallway gets?

"Turn it off."

Chung-Myung scratched his head.

"It would have been better if I didn't."

It's heavy. It's heavy.

I knew that. I'm not a fool.

Just because Jang Moon-in or his disciples do not show such a figure, it does not mean that he could not even guess what he was thinking. Everyone will not be able to sleep properly by now due to the weight of the name Hwasan and the pressure that he may fail in his own generation.

You've been under that pressure all your life.

It's not fair.'

He's not the only one who's done it. In fact, it's true that he raised the reputation of Hawasan by calling it plum blossom inspection, but because Hawasan's great story went back to the decision of the long writers and elders, not him.

Where is this unfair case that Chung-Myung has to do all the cleaning up after all the work done together?

Chung-Myung approached the door, kicking his tongue.

That's enough complaining. Shall we open the door first?

"By the way... how do I open this?"

Chung-Myung tilted his head.

There's no handle on the door. It was only possible to guess that the long line in the middle was the door, but without it, it was safe to say that it was just a wall.

"And what are these lines?"

The long split in the center is a sign of the door interlocking. Then what are these lines that are all over the place? It looks like someone practicing swordsmanship against the wall.

"...is the door correct?"

Chung-Myung, who touched the wall or the door, still pumped his energy inside. However, he had no choice but to step down soon.

"Crazy."

I can't get out of my energy. This cannot happen to ordinary rocks. There's something scary right behind this rock.

"Long-lasting season."

It is at least a hand thick.

"……is the money going to waste."

It must have made a warehouse out of that expensive permanent iron and surrounded it with rocks.

"That's why he couldn't even think of opening it."

Whatever the season of eternity is.

Smelting with a sword is the best metal in the world that can produce the world's greatest sword, and when armor is made, it can produce the best jewelry that can never be penetrated.

The same weight is a treasure trove more expensive than gold. But I can't believe you're making that kind of permanent iron.

"Hahaha."

Depending on what you think, the long-winded man may look stupid. I can't believe I've left this expensive metal alone.But Chung-Myung could see why the long writer couldn't touch this phlegm. Late iron was literally the hardest metal in the world. Cutting this is impossible even for Chung-Myung now.

If it is a permanent season with a thickness of one kilogram, Chung-Myung, who used to inspect plum blossoms in the past, can barely cut it off. Therefore, if we want to cut down on this silk, we need to bring in the best masters in the world.

But will such a person withdraw after seeing this treasure?

'That can't be true.'

If the toothless Hawasan has the treasure, he is guilty of death. The powerful don't let the weak sell the treasure justly. I'll take the treasure at all costs.

Hwasan could have been annihilated if he clumsily attracted outsiders.

'The choice of the long-term man wasn't bad. Bringing in masters to solve the crisis right now is like bringing in criminals to avoid wolves.'

What is inside is also important, but the permanent season is a treasure in itself. This amount of permanent life is equal to a thousand gold.

"The problem is, I can't cut it either……."

Chung-Myung's face is slightly distorted.

If he was in the past, he could be cut off with his bare hands in this late season. He checks plum blossoms no matter what anyone says! At the height of the sword...….

"Never mind!"

Let's not talk about the meaningless past.

Chung-Myung raised his eyes and watched the promiscuous patterns carved on the wall. If this is the door and Jangmunsa used to come in and out of it, there must be a way to open it.

The long death penalty level was not higher than that. So as long as we figure out a way...….

"Huh? This?"

Twenty-four Plum Blossom?

The pattern on the wall, no! Kendo!

Some of the swordsway resemble the Twenty-four Plum Blossom. And when the clue was lifted, I could recognize the identity of the other patterns.

"It's a killer. This is plum blossom. And this is a joint right."

From shallow to dark patterns.

There are inscriptions in one place that cannot be mastered unless one of Hawasan's disciples.

'That's why the long man can't open it.'

Plum Blossom and Plum Blossom are not handed down to Hawasan of Tanggeum. People who know martial arts can follow Turo, but it's impossible to make martial arts based on Turo alone.

"This depth is……."

Chung-Myung sighed.

"It's a self-deprecating machine."

Based on the self-lowering machine, it follows the six-way, bamboo shoots, and the twenty-four plum blossom test, followed by the plum blossom test.

That was the way to open this door.

If you unfold the sword along the Touro exactly, the door seems to be opened on its own. I don't know how they came up with such an institution.

I solved the clue.

There is only one problem left.

"……how am I supposed to unfold this?"

If it's Chung-Myung from the past, it won't be a problem. No, even non-Chung-Myung elders could have opened the door without any difficulty. However, Chung-Myung was nothing but a child who did not learn the art of twenty-four plum blossoms properly.

The form of the sword can be followed. However, it was impossible for him to put his strength into this sword and spread it out at once.

"Whoa."

Chung-Myung sighed deeply.

How can you not do something?'

Make the impossible possible. There's nothing in the world that can't be done. It's just difficult.

Chung-Myung gritted his teeth and put his hands together in the danjeon.

"……I really don't want to."

It's not as if we had a life-and-death enemy in front of us. I don't want to overdo this. But this was the only way I could think of."Think you're recuperating for a month or so."

Chung-Myung grinds his teeth. He then operated the internal history and tapped the genital stethoscope, which is located in the deepest part of the power failure.

A congenital stethoscope.

The power that everyone has since the birth of a human being.

It's a different force from the history.

Even if you lose all your strength, you don't die. It's just a great sense of helplessness, and it doesn't interfere with your life. This is because history is a force artificially created by humans in the first place.

But the congenital stethoscope is different.

Human beings who have lost their genital vibrations can no longer sustain their lives. In other words, a congenital tremor is a vital force that sustains human life.

Those who are in the state of Muhak can use the genital stethoscope as if it runs in history. But a congenital tremor is the power to sustain life. If you use it, you must be prepared for it.

If you consume too much, you face death.

Even if consumed properly, the energy is greatly damaged and you cannot live a normal life for a few months.

I'm going to use just a little bit. Just a little bit.

It's meaningless when Chung-Myung dies to save Hwasan. Now Chung-Myung was perhaps more important than the whole of Hawasan.

Talk talk.

It stimulates the congenital stethoscope very carefully. It shouldn't come out too much. Just enough! Really, just enough!

The stimulated congenital vibrations began to stir. The genital oscillator that rises pushes into the power failure.

A little more than I thought.'

Chung-Myung blew up his thoughts and grabbed the sword.

Is it possible?

It has to be possible!

It creates a magnificent force by mixing birth control and resistance, and turns the resistance to the whole body by following the operation method of the self-lowering machine. The history of the unfamiliar route shook the whole body.

"Gasp!"

Scream pokes its lips out.

Terrible outrage ensued, but Chung-Myung rather glowed his eyes.

It's only once! You have to do it at once.'

His fingertips are young in purple black.

I didn't learn martial arts normally. It was just a clumsy reproduction of the meritorious and unfamiliar bodies that the head remembered.

So there's no second time.

Chung-Myung's hand travels Ho Gong like a light.

A purple trajectory dug into the wall.

That play, that play!

The sound of scratching against the wall rings a serene homologue. It's integrity that must be unfolded at once, but it's slow because of the limitations of the body and the history.

"Ugh...Ugh!"

I'm having a splitting pain in my Danjeon.

But Chung-Myung didn't stop and swung his hand. As the excessive movement continued, the muscles began to hurt as if they were breaking, and the face was burning as if it were bursting.

"I'm the Plum Blossom Checker!'

If you don't have the ability, at least fill it up with coming.

After biting his tongue at the ceremony to fly away, Chung-Myung finally unleashed the whole struggle.

Stand tall.

His hand stops at Ho Gong.

Is that enough?

My legs were shaking and my heart was out of breath, but now I can't afford to care about my body. If it doesn't open like this, it's a real disaster.

It was then.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

I thought I heard a strange sound of metal, and then I snapped! There was a sound of something opening.

In time, a huge door moves slightly forward about half the way.

"Ah!"

It's open!

I thought the door would open by itself due to the movement of the engine, but only the lock seems to have been released.

But somewhere. Now in there...….

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Suddenly Chung-Myung bent over, grabbing his belly.

Blood like blood flows from my mouth. Blood pours out through the throat with a force that cannot be swallowed back."Tzut."

Chung-Myung wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

It seems that his body has been severely damaged due to the use of more than he thought.

At least two months of internal injuries are required at this rate.

"Ha... It's so hard to save the Wasan faction."

Chung-Myung, who spat out the blood in his mouth, kicked his tongue and pushed the disagreeable door hard.

Squeak!

Disagree doors, which had been closed for a long time, opened wide from side to side.

"Well, let's see what the long death sentence has hidden."

Chung-Myung walked into Bidong with a significant smile.