Chapter 252

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 252. I Dug My Own Grave. (2)

"He didn't leave the room again today?"

"Yes, it seems so, Sodanju-nim."

Hwang Jong's eyes narrowed.

If Hwang Jong had seen the pitiful sight, he would have slapped his own mouth and spat on the floor.

In fact, Chung Myung couldn't afford to think about how ugly he must be now.

"Is there a hole in my head?"

‘Why can't I think of the content?’ (The raw is 구결)

"Ugh, I should've listened to it when Cheon Mun Sahyung told me to study."

It was a rebirth that half of the people in the world must regret. (The raw is 세상 사람들 절반쯤은 반드시 해 보는 후회를 다시 태어나서 하는 청명이었다.)

But this is not Chung Myung's fault.

Memorizing a martial arts manual is by no means an easy task. Moreover, when it comes to advanced martial arts, the content alone exceeds the volume of a thick book. It's impossible to remember all the verses perfectly.

If a person's ability can fully remember the verses, why would a safe be necessary?

So it was crazy.

Originally, the insufficient memory should be supplemented in a safe, but now the insufficient safe is secured with memory, so the guest was completely reversed.

"No! It's like this! Huh? It's like this here!"

It's strange.

He can learn martial arts, but he won't know the verses.

A perfect house was built, but the blueprint was lost. So, they have to tear down the house and recreate the blueprint.

"No, why can't I remember! Why does this bastard have such a brain! I wasn't like this in my previous life!"

Chung Myung couldn't overcome his anger and slapped his own head. Then he suddenly stopped and his eyes lit up.

"Oh? I remember!"

That's weird.

Why does he have to think of the verses when all he has to do is to hit the head?

At this rate, the head will be broken even before all the manual is finished.

"Ouch!"

He rushed to his desk and picked up the pen and ink. And he frantically scribbled down the verses he had come up with.

"Right! That's it!"

Once the blockage is cleared, it comes out easily as if what he has been agonizing over so far is a lie. Then, when it gets blocked again, he rolls, beats, and rushes on its own.

It's already been three days since he has repeated such a cycle.

Thanks to this, dozens of already completed martial art manuals were piled up in the corner of the room.

Bamboo Leaf Hand. (죽엽수(竹葉手).)

Taehojang. (태허장(太虛長).)

Mount Hua Disperse Hand. (매화산수(梅花散手).).

Taiyi Finger. (태을지(太乙指)

Falling Flower Step Method. (낙화보(落花步).)

And so on.

He thought it would be suspicious if there was only martial art that was not in Mount Hua, so he write a new copy of the martial art currently in Mount Hua.

"It's done!"

Chung Myung lifted the completed manual.

[Amhyangpyo] ([암향표(暗香飄)]/ Fluttering Dark Fragrance. The martial art derived from Tang Bo, I assume.)

It's a lot, too.

"Tsk."

He threw the book in his hand onto a pile of martial art manuals. And he looked at the pile with fresh eyes.

Right.

The martial arts of Mount Hua were so colorful and diverse.

'I'm getting goosebumps thinking about it.'

He felt like his hair stood up thinking that all these martial arts would have been lost if he hadn't revived.

"Thinking about it makes me angry, you punks."

He was angry at Magyo who invaded them, but he was also angry at Ten Great Sect who didn’t help in such times.

"Do you think I'll forget this grudge?"

‘I'm Chung Myung, you punks.’

‘I've been busy so far, so I just let it go, but don’t you guys think I forgot. I'll break your head one by one.’

The trembling Chung Myung sighed deeply.

'Now everything else is roughly done.'

Twenty-four neatly stacked books came into Chung Myung's eyes.

"Ha... this is the problem."

When he came here, he was going to start with the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique. However, for some reason, the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique was postponed to the latest.

And now, procrastination has met the limit. There is no more place to run away.

"What should I do?"

Chung Myung nodded and sat down with her arms crossed.

Has he forgotten it?

No way.

All other martial arts can be forgotten, but that is not the case for Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique. This sword was the root of Mount Hua and the root of Chung Myung. He can not only recite all the verses in one sitting, but he can also draw all 24 volumes.

Nevertheless, there was only one reason why hasn’t started.

"What should I give you?"

Of course, what he needs to give is the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

The problem is that Chung Myung knows two versions of the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

One is the basic form of the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, which has been handed down within Mount Hua for a long time.

And the other is a modified Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique created by Chung Myung.

This was not particularly unusual.

The swordsman who ascended as the best finds the direction that suits them best by reinterpreting the existing swordsmanship. Chung Myung had already transformed the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique even before he reached the age of forty, and almost completed the sword in the war against Magyo.

It is a more practical and more aggressive form that best suits a person named  Plum Blossom Sword Saint Chung Myung.

"Keuh."

Chung Myung scratched his head.

"No matter how hard I think about it, my Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique fits well for the current Mount Hua."

First of all, it's easy to teach. And the learning speed is much faster than the basic version.

Above all, it can have a much greater effect when dealing with other sects because it is practical.

It is fast and efficient. Just like Chung Myung's nature. For Mount Hua to produce results right now, there is no better swordsmanship than this.

Nevertheless, he had no choice but to worry.

This is because transferring the modified Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique shakes the foundation of Mount Hua.

If it's another swordsmanship, he wouldn’t even worry about it. He would unconditionally pass on what he thought was right. But it's for the same with Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

‘What should I say?’

If he changes this, it feels like Mount Hua will no longer be Mount Hua.

In a sect, swordsmanship is not simply a tool for defeating enemies. Of course, I have no intention of voicing nonsense like polishing oneself with the sword... … . (The raw is 물론 검으로 도를 닦느니 어쩌니 하는 헛소리를 늘어놓을 생각까지는 없지만…….)

'It is because of the spirit that is contained within it.'

The blossoming of Mount Hua's sword.  The sword technique that most perfectly embodies that spirit is the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

A clumsy modification of the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique may cloud the spirit of Mount Hua's sword.

"Ughh.”

Chung Myung, who was scratching his head until just before bleeding, soon dropped his hand and sighed deeply.

"What should I do?"

Will he follow the basics?

Or should he move on?

After much consideration, he lay down on the floor.

"Sahyung. Cheon Mun Sahyung. What do you think is better?"

As he asked the air a question, Cheon Mun's voice seems to be heard faintly.

- Why are you worrying about useless things? It’s not like you at all.

"If I had Sahyung, I wouldn't have worried about it. I'm not worried because I'm alone! I'm afraid I'll hear nagging later!"

‘Bastard.’

‘If possible, you should come and help. Not just send people alone and make them do it all. Ugh.’ (The raw is 이왕이면 같이 와서 도와줄 것이지. 사람 혼자 보내서 다 하게 만들고. 어휴.)

- What was your concern?

"I wonder if it is right to modify the swordsmanship given by our ancestors."

- Why don't you give them both?

"You know what you're talking about. If I give them both, they'll be confused between them. In a hundred years, the sect will be divided into what to learn."

Because that's all human beings are.

Of course, Chung Myung believes in the current disciples. But Chung Myung can't control the disciples who will enter after his death.

It's not a good way to divide the swordsmanship into two if he wants to bring them all together.

- So what's the problem?

"Ah, really! The ancestors..."

- Aren't you the ancestor?

"…what?"

Chung Myung tilted his head.

‘What are you talking about?’

- Do you have any ancestors? If you learn it first, it's you who are their ancestors. Aren't you the ancestor to them?

"……."

‘What?’

‘Wait a minute. Is that how it works?’

- There's nothing to worry about. The ancestor's will is your will, and your will is the will of the ancestor. No, Mount Hua's will is your will, and your will is the will of Mount Hua. Just do as you please.

"No, but...…."

- Am I wrong?

Chung Myung frowned.

"Are you sure it’s all right?"

- The world flows and flows. It is the world that changes and keeps flowing. And…….

Cheon Mun seems to be smiling softly.

-  Aren’t you in the flow of the present day Mount Hua. You flow in Mount Hua just like how Mount Hua flows in you. Do as you please. That is the most natural Mount Hua.

Then the voice faded away.

"Tsk."

Chung Myung sprang up from his seat and grabbed the brush.

Chung Myung knows that that voice isn't really Cheon Mun's voice. His true intentions speak in the name of Cheon Mun.

"Yes, you are right. I am the ancestor! Is there another ancestor!"

Of course, he doesn't know if he'll be dragged around by the Gaepa investigator if he goes up to the Seongye later, and get hit with a stick... … . (The raw is 물론 나중에 선계에 올라가면 개파조사님한테 질질 끌려가서 회초리를 맞을는지는 모르겠지만…….)

“It’s all right if I don’t go to the Seongye!” (The raw is 선계)

Finally, Chung Myung opened an empty book with a light in his eyes.

He leaves his heart here.

Mount Hua's sword and Chung Myung's sword.

At the same time, it will be an opportunity to reestablish his martial arts once again.

His eyes sank deeply.

"……."

Chung Myung looked at the booklets piled up in front of him.

‘How long has it been?'

Well, he doesn't know.

He has almost forgotten the time since he started writing the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

He smacked his lips when he saw the accumulated manuals.

'Although not completely satisfactory.'

That's enough. The missing parts will be completed by future generations.

Isn't they supposed to re-advance the martial arts he thought was perfect, find and supplement the gaps it didn't have, and develop while doing so?

It's not always a good thing to make everything perfect.

So let's not have any lingering feelings.

More than that...

"How do I take this?"

If he packs up something like this, it must look strange, right?

"Umm."

Is that the only way?

Chung Myung got up from his seat.

* * *

"Well."

Hwang Jong walked slowly.

The moon was dark on the eve, but it was his long-standing habit to go around the Huayin Branch before going to bed.

'Huayin Branch has grown a lot too.'

Originally, he thought it was a little too much, but now he admires the foresight of the father who created the Huayin Branch.

In addition, if they were able to participate in the tea trade in Mount Hua this time, the Huayin Branch could be larger than the Eunha Merchan Guild headquarters.

‘So the relationship with Mount Hua...….Huh?'

Hwang Jong, who was lost in thought, opened his eyes wide.

Chung Myung's room, which had been tightly closed for seven days, finally opened slowly.

"Oh, hey... huh?"

His face, which had been slightly opened with joy, hardened horribly.

Someone trudges out of the open door..

Black night robe.

A black hood covered the face.

And a big sack behind his back...….

‘A thief?’

No, why is there a thief here? It's shouldn’t be a thief, it's a place where they can't survive even if the thief's grandparents come.

As he was stunned and contemplating whether he should scream, the thief found him and waved his hand.

"It's been a while since I saw you."

"Do-Don't tell me... Chu- Chung Myung Dojang?”

"Yes."

"Wha-What's with the outfit?"

"Oh?"

Chung Myung looked down at his clothes and waved his hand as if it was nothing.

"Never mind. More than that, I'll be right back."

‘Where?’

‘Hey, you crazy punk! Where the hell are you going dressed like that?’

"Whe-Where are you going? On this late night?"

"Don't worry, I'll stop by Mount Hua. Oh, I'd like to have breakfast, please. I'll be back before then. Then!"

Chung Myung waved brightly and flew away.

After his body shot straight at Mount Hua, Hwang Jong smiled.

‘Forget it.’

‘Just think of it as a dream.’

‘I think that would be most beneficial to the mental health.’

‘……that madman.’

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