Chapter - 80 Episode 80, there's no moss in rolling people! (5)

"Listen."

"Yes, a man of long letters."

The sword reached out and grabbed the teacup.

Plum tea made by drying plum petals is one of Hyun Jong's most confident things. Bringing the car also meant there was a lot to talk about today.

"How was it?"

To his question, Unam glanced before Unam answered. I mean, is it okay for anyone to listen? Then Hyun Jong picked up the car and said briefly.

"It's all right."

"Yes, of course."

The sword opens its mouth.

"I didn't intervene as you said. And then... ..."

"Then what?"

"We're having some problems."

"Hmm."

Hyun Jong nodded still.

"If Hyun Young hadn't come, the atmosphere would have been more urgent. As Jang Moon-in said, there is a subtle atmosphere between the two disciples and the three great disciples."

"I guess so."

Hyun Jong sighed.

This is happening because of their choice.

I was in a hurry.'

The distance between the Unja and the White Porcelain boats is too far, and the distance between the White Porcelain and the Celadon is too close. Therefore, the age of Yoo-Esul, the youngest of the white porcelain belly, is almost no different from Yoon-jong, the oldest in the celadon belly.

Given that it is customary to make some difference by blocking the entrance for a while, it should be said that the problem of bursting has erupted.

It was an inevitable problem.'

At the time of receiving the three great disciples, Hawasan could not afford a new disciple. At the same time, Munpa's finances were getting worse and worse. It was a situation that deserved to be blocked from entering.

Then someone brought up the idea of getting support from their family instead of continuing to receive disciples. That was the beginning of the problem.

For Hawasan, who had to somehow attach a crumbled straw to his side, wouldn't he have to come up with the money right away?

Even if he died, he was a prestigious man, who chose his disciples. However, at that time, the family members who supported him were accepted as disciples without questioning or questioning.

Thanks to this, celadon pears were considered somewhat slow in terms of the talent of martial arts.

"In the old days, the children of celadon boats would not dare to do anything about white porcelain. But isn't the celadon belly different now?"

"That's right."

Is there a centripetal point? Doesn't it exist?

What is meaningless in individual lives is that there is a huge difference in work between groups.

Based on the ambiguous centripetal points of Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol, the celadon ships were merely Hawasan's three great disciples. However, the celadon belly, which is centered around Chung-Myung, will not be satisfied with just that.

Those who are 20 years apart do not regard each other as competitors, but those who are 10 years apart have no choice but to be aware of each other.

"It's my fault."

Hyun Jong shook his head firmly as the Ungum lowered his head.

"It's not your fault."

"Long-lived..."

"I was the one who insisted on building a white pipe. And that was everyone's opinion, wasn't it? In the first place, this was predicted from the time when the three great disciples were established and received."

This was not just meant to comfort the fortune-teller.

By creating a white pipe, Hwasan benefited a lot. But if you gain something, you lose something.

If it was a way of transferring to a priestly relationship as before, no matter how young the age difference is, you cannot dare treat the upper distribution carelessly.However, the three great disciples now received nothing from the white porcelain. Learning is learned from a fortune-teller, and training with colleagues. Naturally, it is bound to be far from the upper distribution.

This was the biggest weakness of the White House.

Unam peeked at him and opened his mouth.

"What would you do if I did?"

Hyun Jong savored plum tea without saying katabuta. I feel a little calm because I smell the subtle plum blossoms.

"What can you do?"

"One thing at a time...…."

"That's the way people are. Will our hearts be crushed and forced to lead them? Sometimes it's not bad to just let it collide. Isn't that how things end up?"

"It's the work of a long man, his disciples."

"If you decide to do it, you can turn the river around. However, if you force the water to turn on, you will have problems even if it is plausible at first."

Hyun Jong said with a big smile.

"Lucky sword."

"Yes, a man of letters."

"Let's trust our children."

"……."

Ungum looked at Hyunjong with a really complicated face. It seems clear that there are still doubts left.

At that time, Hyun Jong brought up a slightly different direction from Ungum's idea.

"Baek Cheon is not too much of a child."

"Yes?"

"Don't you think so?"

The countenance of the sword went blank.

'No, it's not a long story.'

Baek Cheon is not the problem. The problem is that Chung-Myung guy!

It was only then that Ungum realized that there was a huge gap between Chung-Myung that elders looked at and Chung-Myung that he looked at.

Ungum, the owner of the white plum house, knows Chung-Myung's capture of the three great disciples, but Hyun-jong sees Chung-Myung as just a pretty puppy who asks for blessings to Hawasan.

"Isn't Baek Cheon still a child with a clear mind? Even if he loses his pride and gets angry for a while, he will not hurt the righteousness of his long-term relationship. You don't have to worry too much because I'll sew it properly."

Pardon?

Who's gonna suture who?

Baek Cheon wants Chung-Myung?

It's a mess.'

No wonder the long writer was so carefree!

But it's impossible to explain from now on. No matter how many times I tell you, you won't believe me.

And in fact, Ungum is also at a loss how to explain Chung-Myung. The sense of incompatibility he felt when he looked at Chung-Myung was just a vague sense. Isn't it ambiguous how to convince them if they're about to explain it?

"……Yes. I see, Jang Moon-in."

Eventually, the fortune-teller had no choice but to step down.

"Lucky sword."

"Yes, a man of letters."

"The Hwajong branch is just around the corner."

As soon as the word Hwajong Branch came out, the face of the Ungold sword became dark.

As a matter of fact, Hawasan's disciples now do not have the same bad blood against Jongnam as they did in the past. In the first place, Hawasan's feelings towards Jongnam stemmed from competition.

But isn't competition inherently between people who don't have similar or big differences? Now that the difference between Hwasan and Jongnam is as different as heaven and earth, there are no people who truly burn their competition to Jongnam.

But who would want to see Jafar's disciples being held captive by other students, no matter how uncompetitive they are?

The difference is only that much difference because they are children, and the difference will be doubled at the level of disciples and elders who are fully ripe with martial arts.

"I've solved a lot of problems. But you didn't solve the most important problem. We are only at the beginning. You have to do a lot to recreate the glory of the brilliant Hawasan.""I'll keep that in mind. "The Long Writers."

"Yes, both of you go out."

"Yes."

"Yes."

When Ungum and Unam said hello and stepped down, Hyun Jong quietly shook off his seat and stood up.

When I open the window behind the room, I can now see Yeonhwabong, which has almost melted snow.

Small buds were formed on the fully grown plum tree. Spring plum blossoms will probably bloom all over the mountain by the time the Hwajong Branch begins.

Plum Blossom... Plum Blossom.

The sword has been recovered.

However, Hyun Jong knew very well that it was impossible to recreate the glory of the past with only a sword.

If only there was plum blossom testing.'

Hyunjong closes his eyes tightly.

But he also knows that it doesn't make a difference if he sees nothing. Now is not the time to search for what is not there, but to strengthen what is there.

Nevertheless, the regret does not disappear from the corner of the heart.

"Good men. Bowing down to Hawasan."

It was Hyun Jong, who couldn't have known that the good man was already in Wasan.

* * *

Unfortunately, Hyun Jong made two mistakes.

One of them, of course, is to give Chung-Myung too much credit.

But this didn't really matter from Hawasan's point of view. Chung-Myung's ultimate goal is to raise Hawasan anyway. The more Hyun-Jeong thinks of Chung-Myung, the wider his radius of activities will be.

It was not intended, but thanks to Hyun-jong's favorable view of Chung-Myung, Hwasan is developing faster.

But the other mistake was more fatal than I thought...….

That's because Baek Cheon is not as gentle as Hyun Jong thinks.

"Anything..."

"……."

"You're gonna have to eat."

"……."

The three great disciples of Hawasan huddled together at the White House with bewitching faces.

Chung-Myung's training squeezes everything out of a person. I don't know how the hell you know, but this ghostly man accurately checks the remaining strength of his three great disciples and squeezes out the last drop of water.

Therefore, after the training, everyone had no choice but to become stiff like a piece of sun-dried cloth.

Surprisingly, however, the three great disciples did not express any dissatisfaction with the hard training that continued day after day.

Of course, I feel like I'm out of breath every time I train, but aren't humans adaptable animals?

The terrible training was repeated for a week or so over a day or two, and somehow it became worth holding on. Now, he has developed to the point where he greets the grim reaper and returns.

- Iron becomes stronger as it beats, and man becomes stronger as he rolls! There is no moss in a rolling man.

People don't usually get moss. You crazy thing.'

Even worse, the three great disciples were proving Chung-Myung's words with their whole body. I can feel that they are different from day to day by day.

We are now understanding what the word "a way suitable for the body" means.

only

The problem was that a new bolt of lightning fell on the three great disciples who believed that everything would be fine if they overcame Chung-Myung's training.

"I feel like I'm going to die."

"Mr... .. unless it's a real private residence."

"That's too much, isn't it?"

White porcelain that now afflicts them. So they were his students.

That day

After Chung-Myung confronted Baek Cheon, these disciples began to manipulate the three great disciples. It is clear that finding all kinds of faults in every case is intentionally.

"대체 저 인간들 왜 저러는 거냐?"

"몰라서 묻냐?"

"끄으으응."

모두의 시선이 일제히 한곳으로 돌아갔다. 그 시선 끝에 놓인 사람이야 뻔했다.

"응?"

사형제들의 시선을 받은 Chung-Myung이 고개를 갸웃거렸다.

"아니, 왜 날 봐?"

"……."

"……."

이 새끼는 양심이라는 게 존재하지 않는 게 분명하다.