Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 1145

Episode 1145 Did you bring that? (4)

“Have you used everything?”

“no. This… needs to be swept a little more…”

“Come out.” come out! “It’s time!”

“No already?”

A person who was sweeping the road between the pavilions saw the rising sun and quickly retreated to the side of the road. The strange scene unfolded again before their tense eyes.

Jump up! Jump up!

The doors of the pavilions, which had been so quiet all night, opened all at once, so much so that one could almost say they were simultaneous. Those who were sweeping the road swallowed their dry saliva when they saw the sight.

Soon, people appeared through the open door.

It doesn’t feel alive at all. People who seemed more appropriate to call them corpses or ghosts rather than people walked out helplessly.

“Oh my…”

Those who were sweeping the road were sick of seeing that.

It’s a sight I see every day recently, but no matter how many times I see it, I can’t get used to it. How can one get used to seeing corpses walking around like this?

Those who moved slowly flocked to the training ground around half an hour, looking like boiled seaweed.

‘It feels like the light has faded and it gives me goosebumps.’

It wasn’t like this at first.

Rather, the problem was that the people heading to the training ground were too energetic at first. They pointed at each other, and in extreme cases, they hit each other and even got into fights.

But recently, everyone was just half-fazed and moving to the training ground like cattle being led to the slaughterhouse. It’s even more surprising that you keep going even though you don’t like it that much.

‘How long will this continue?’

‘I can’t live because my stomach is numb.’

Of course, it must have been difficult for those who watched this, but it could not be compared to the people involved who were in such disgrace.

There was only one thought that filled the minds of those heading to the slaughterhouse… no, the training ground.

‘I feel like I’m going to die…’

‘I wish I could sleep just one more hour…’

‘Do real people do this and not die? really?’

I’ve listened to it countless times. It is said that if a real war breaks out, you will not only have to fight for 10 days, but if you make a mistake, you will not be able to sleep properly for a whole month.

But few people have seriously thought about what that means. Until you experience it yourself.

‘We still sleep…’

‘How do we keep doing this?’

Now, there was nothing left except their feelings for each other and their anger towards the owners who were manipulating them. All that remains is the primal desire to somehow close the eyes and rest. At least…

“I’m going to die, Lord Soga.”

“…I think it’s even worse than when I was at Maehwado?”

“You speak carelessly. “It is disrespectful to the people who died there.”

“…sorry.”

Namgoong, who had experienced something similar for a short time, was definitely a little more relaxed than others.

That makes me more irritated.

If I didn’t have someone to compare it to, I would have just cursed. I don’t know why I practice like this. However, when those damn Namgung bastards showed a faint appearance, I was able to see with my own eyes the effectiveness of this training.

So, an unfair situation has arisen where one cannot even swear openly and yet suffers the same amount of pain. Besides…

“Aw, damn it. “I’d rather just kill him cleanly.”

“…don’t talk carelessly. “If Cheongmyeong had heard, he would have really tried to do that.”

“It’s better to just fall. What is this?”

“You’re doing whatever you want, right?”

“yes?”

“If you keep going through this, you will eventually break down.”

Those around them looked helplessly at the volcano where Cheongmyeong had spent a long time. Only one question came to mind.

‘But why don’t those bastards get tired?’

‘They say they’re tired of that?’

‘Do volcano guys chew snow ginseng as a snack? I heard it’s a famous mountain, but didn’t you find out that all the wild herbs grown there are elixirs?’

‘But those bastards only eat meat?’

‘Is it okay for a Taoist?’

Of course, the blow to Tangga and Nokrim was not that great, but the most absurd people in this situation were none other than Yasugung and Bingung.

‘How could this happen…’

Just because it’s the Beast Palace or the Ice Palace doesn’t mean it lacks a sense of reality. On the surface, they lived by saying that it was worth joining the prestigious big faction of Jungwon, even if it was just out of pride, but in reality, they were aware that their inaction was not at a level that would affect the old faction or the five generations of Jungwon.

But that was only limited to the aspect of ‘inaction’.

What supported them firmly was their pride in their physical and mental strength as they fought against the harsh and harsh nature.

But after actually experiencing it, I found out. How useless that pride was.

‘As for mental strength… I thought that mental strength alone would be second to none…’

Of course, if Cheongmyeong heard those words, ‘Mental strength is something you only use during training, and in actual combat, you just spit out what you used up! Do babies who normally play and eat suddenly gain strength that they never had before when a knife is put to their throat? ‘Huh?’ he would have said. However, what is so natural to some may not be natural to others.

Some people expressed hardship, some felt pain and hurt, and some had subtle resentment, but no matter what they were feeling, everyone arrived at the training center with a lifeless look on their faces.

‘I’m there first.’

‘Let’s take a break, you damn bastards.’

‘How is that kid getting more energetic day by day? how?’

The moment they discovered Cheongmyeong, who had already taken his place in the training hall, everyone’s faces were horribly distorted.

You never know. When you think about it in common sense, as much as it is hard for them… or even more, shouldn’t it be even harder for those who fight against them?

In fact, a look of fatigue was evident on the faces of Tang Kun-Yeok and Meng Xiao, who were standing next to Qingming. Because I was in front of people, my posture was upright, but I couldn’t hide the rough skin and shadows on my face.

But…

‘Why is that kid so shiny?’

Cheongmyeong’s face was glowing. It even feels like they look fresher now than when they first started training.

‘Isn’t this a real monster?’

‘Do you at least drink regular energy?’

‘I’m really scared that I’ll appear in my dreams…’

Life is a comedy when seen from afar, but a tragedy when seen up close.

The Cheonwoo-maengs, who had been giggling as they watched Hwasan suffering miserably from Cheongmyeong’s evil actions, were receiving a harsh price for their laughter.

‘But why are you sitting there like that today?’

‘What are you going to ask me to do this time… Please, let’s just do what we were doing… Please…’

It was a time when everyone was looking at Cheongmyeong and the Munju standing on his left and right with anxious eyes.

“Hmm.”

Uncharacteristically, Cheongmyeong covered his mouth with his fist and cleared his throat.

The disciples of the Hwasan Sect noticed that this was a typical movement that Cheongmyeong made when he started something grand. Anxiety clouded their faces like a dark cloud.

“Everyone…”

Cheongmyeong looked at the gathered people and opened his mouth.

“There is no such thing as a young man.”

Those who heard those words all burst into tears and glared at Cheongmyeong. This is all because of someone, but calmly….

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”

However, Cheongmyeong clicked his tongue openly as if he did not care.

“I’m already out of breath, no matter what I did! “What about when I was your age?”

“You’re the youngest, you bastard!”

“Oh right.”

Cheongmyeong nodded at Jogeol’s angry shout.

“anyway!”

Cheongmyeong looked at everyone with a pitiful expression and continued speaking.

“Well… Anyway, it’s not that I feel sorry for you all out of breath because you’re having a hard time, but… Anyway, if you exert some strength, your training efficiency will increase… Your training efficiency will also increase before you can use it. Good. uh? So that’s why…”

‘What do you mean?’

‘Where does the dog bark?’

‘What else are you trying to make me do?’

As the conversation continued in an awkward manner, Tanggunak finally couldn’t hold it back, sighed heavily, and intervened.

“Hwasan Sword Association.”

“yes?”

“…Do it quickly. “It’s hard to even stand.”

Cheongmyeong pouted his mouth without saying a word. And then he pulled the bundle he had put down behind him and started to unpack it.

“Elders, please share this with the children.”

“I understand.”

“One pill at a time! “If you get caught in the middle of it, your hair will be blown off!”

The elders shook their heads and came over to take the pills in the bag. Then he approached his disciples and distributed one pill to them each.

“…what?”

“What are you giving me?”

Those who had been standing in the back and looking with puzzled faces hesitantly flocked to the front.

It seemed like something was happening, but because there were so many people, it wasn’t easy to figure out what exactly was going on.

‘what?’

One of the beast palace gates tilted its head as it looked at the beast palace elder approaching towards me.

‘Well, I don’t think it’s a big deal?’

If I were to give away something great, there was no way I would give them the Beast Palace and the Ice Palace, right?

Before simply discussing the discrimination between the central world and the new world, Yasu Palace and Bing Palace are places that do not deserve to be included in Cheon Woo-maeng’s discussion. So, don’t have high expectations in the first place…

“Take it.”

“What…”

The elder who came up to him placed the pill he was holding on his outstretched hand without a word.

“What is this…”

The beast archer, who saw the slightly purple-tinged circle, tried to tilt his head and flinched as if struck by lightning.

Because the indescribably pure scent that rushed to the tip of my nose explained what it was more clearly than words could.

“Yeoyoung… elixir?”

The moment I saw the bright purple circle with my own eyes again, my hands began to tremble. Fearing that the medicine might fall to the floor due to trembling, the beast archer quickly held it up with both hands and looked around in horror.

“Oh, mom. what’s this?”

“Yeongdan?”

“Why are you giving me this all of a sudden? No, is it okay for there to be this many spiritual groups before that? “Isn’t it a scam?”

The reactions of others were also very similar.

What kind of thing is a spiritual altar in the first place? Even within a sect, only a very small amount is made, making it an item that can only be seen by key individuals who will lead the sect or those who are recognized by everyone as having made a great contribution.

Of course, those who saved the country in a past life may find and consume elixirs such as Puppet Hasuo (人形何首烏) or 100 Year Snow Ginseng (百年雪蔘) while climbing mountains, but that is such a rare event that it is fortunate that it only happens once every ten years.

Isn’t it a well-established belief that even in Shaolin, the richest sect in the world, there are more than 100,000 people who have never seen a summons dan, let alone a Daehwan dan, in their lifetime?

But is it really possible to hand out such spiritual gifts as if you were giving away Yellowy snacks raised at home?

Fortunately, there was someone here who could answer their questions.

Everyone’s eyes reflexively turned towards the Sichuan Tang family’s Sogaju party flag. He was staring blankly at Yeongdan. After losing his mind for a moment, he brought the spiritual altar close to his nose and sniffed it. And muttered.

“…He’s a real spiritual dan. “It’s also top-notch.”

My son-in-law became extremely quiet.