Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 228

Chung Myung pursed his lips and looked down at the Meiren Lei in his hand.

Tang Bo, unfortunately, was a guy who spewed nonsense like he was eating but didn’t lie as much as he did.

So it’s safe to say that the phrase is true.

“Well, there’s definitely nothing wrong in theory.”

He claimed that he had already increased internal strength through several experiments. And this is on a completely different level.

Of course, they couldn’t handle the poison after that and all died.

‘The key question is whether you can purify yourself while accepting poison energy.’

Essentially, the method of dealing with poison energy is to discharge the poison to the outside world or lock it in a corner of the body and remove it later.

Even if purification is performed, it is common practice to not attempt to absorb it into the energy, but rather to emit it outside through a second party.

How could anyone do something so insane knowing what was going to happen?

However, the madman instructed him to purify this energy before accepting it into his body. It is not expelled from the body or burned with Samadhi Dvesha Fire.

“… it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Chung Myung made a shaky motion with his head.

– I’m not kidding; if it’s Dosa Hyung nim, I think it’s worth it. The Tao’s internal strength is notable for its excellent purification power! It’s not possible with the internal strength of the Tang Family that’s been half-assimilated with poison, but with Dosa Hyung nim’s internal strength, you can purify it and turn it into energy. Then you might be able to defeat the Heavenly Demon!

– What if I perish?

– That’s a pity and a shame. I’ll handle the memorial service.

Of course, a memorial service for Tang Bo was soon to be held.

‘The Taoist’s internal strength.’

Chung Myung smacks his lips together.

The requirements have been met.

In front of him is Chaos Origin Pill, the cleanest elixir in the world for suppressing Meiren Lei and an elixir that increases poison resistance.

Chung Myung’s Taoist internal strength.

Hasn’t he proven that his new internal strength is purer than the previous Plum Blossom Sword Saint while serving in the Tang Family? (Don’t take this sentence seriously, because it doesn’t make sense. Well, mtl has its limits sometimes haha, sorry. I think it means he has purer internal strength than he did in the past, looking back at the first chapter of the manhwa.)

Even Chung Myung, the former Plum Blossom Sword Saint, could not attempt this. In other words, no one in the world is brave enough to try this method.

Only one person is capable of doing so.

Chung Myung is the only one who can do it with pure internal strength greater than the Plum Blossom Sword Saint and energy operation comparable to the Plum Blossom Sword Saint of the past.

If others tried to imitate it poorly, it was obvious that the poison would overwhelm them when they put it in their mouths.

Chung Myung finally got his hands on a Chaos Origin Pill and Cheondokdan.

“Do you think you’re going to be a jerk?”

If it doesn’t work, simply let it go!

He eats it because of the Inkscale Blood Serpent, but he has been considering it for a long time. That is how he obtained Meiren Lei from the Tang Family.

In the meantime, he hasn’t changed my mind, but he finally got a chance.

“I’d rather die than get humiliated!”

Chung Myung boldly reached out, picked up Chaos Origin Pill and Cheondokdan, and immediately poured it into his mouth.

Ssaaa.

They melt instantly and pass down his throat as soon as they enter his mouth.

Hwaak.

His stomach is becoming warm. The sensation of heat in his body caused me to pause for a moment.

‘Isn’t this sufficient?’

Even Heavenly Chung Myung couldn’t help but be concerned.

He ate Cheondokdan, and there is still some Chaos Origin Pill left……perhaps he should eat Chaos Origin Pill and try again……

“Ei!”

Chung Myung twisted his expression.

“Since when have I been so timid!”

‘When people get old, they become cowards….. Oh, I’m getting older, isn’t it? Is it because I’m young that I’m afraid? ‘

In any case, Chaos Origin Pill alone has a limit.

His eyes went overturned when he first ate Chaos Origin Pill and saw the effect, but eating multiple elixirs in the first place does not increase the effect several times.

If that were possible, Shaolin would have given the rest of the Great Rejunevation Pill to one man in order to create the world’s best master.

Furthermore, didn’t Chung Myung become unable to absorb the elixir properly even if it was poured repeatedly in exchange for producing pure energy with little difficulty?

Finally, Chaos Origin Pill may be the answer to Mount Hua, but it cannot be the answer to Chung Myung.

If he does not intend to live for a thousand or ten thousand years, he must act!

Chung Myung, whose heart had hardened, concentrated his thoughts while sitting cross-legged.

First and foremost, he must use his internal strength to lay the groundwork.

Kwaa!

He hears a waterfall-like sound fall from his body. Melted elixirs create a river of energy that rushes through the meridian with vigour.

‘It’s not absorption.’

This energy isn’t important right now. These energies should only serve as a medium for absorbing Meiren Lei’s energy and a barrier to protect his body from Meiren Lei’s poison.

‘Focus on Dantian.’

Chung Myung slowly opened his eyes after wrapping the energy of Chaos Origin Pill and Cheondokdan around the Dantian.

An ordinary martial artist would find it impossible to open their eyes and move their bodies while meditating. It was possible because Chung Myung outperformed others in terms of energy utilization.

“Huup!”

Chung Myung, who made a disgruntled sound, grabbed Meiren Lei’s bottle.

“…If it screws up, Tang Bo, you’re really going to die.”

‘He’s already dead, but I’ll kill him again!’

‘I’ll see if the dead can die again!’

He poured Meiren Lei into his mouth with confidence.

And he gradually closed his eyes.

‘It’s still fine.’

Meiren Lei, which has entered the stomach, is not giving any indication. He simply has the impression that something is flowing… … . Paat!

‘It’s arrived!’

Chung Myung panicked and pumped up his energy.

The poison was rapidly spreading. It is enough to frighten even the Heavenly Chung Myung.

‘Now!’

It was the same when we fought Tang Wei and Dokdo (Poison art) martial artists in his previous lives, but so far the only poison that inflicted him was sprayed across a large area or overlaid in the weapon.

What would the cost be?

At most, a hundredth or thousandth of the amount in this bottle. That alone would be enough to kill a master, but he drank that much poison undiluted, so it’s only natural.

‘Did it go too far?’

‘I should have eaten half of it.’

‘Why do I always consume alcohol and poison when I see it?’

Cheon Mun Sahyung, my goodness. Please correct my bad habit as soon as possible!

Paaat!

The poison spreads quickly throughout the body. Chung Myung became alarmed and increased his energy to protect his Dantian.

‘Remember.’

Cleanse and absorb.

It is not purifying or releasing it!

Chung Myung clenched his teeth and began receiving the enormous energy after preventing his body from attempting to purify and expel the poison.

‘What exactly is this poison?’

It’s completely full.

It’s the equivalent of putting poisoned water in a jar. The poison accumulates in the body and multiplies.

It’s about to burst….

“Huh?”

Chung Myung opened his eyes slowly.

‘Hiiik!’

He then closed his eyes again, startled.

‘What did I just witness?’

Chung Myung, who couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed, opened his eyes again.

But he was correct.

His body, dyed black to the point of being unsettling to look at, was swollen to enormous proportions.

‘It’s not even a black pig!.’

Clothes that couldn’t handle the bulging body tore here and there.

He quickly closed his eyes and concentrated. If this continues, his body will explode and die before he can regain his internal strength.

‘Come on!’

The energy begins to warm up.

The unique pure energy emitted by Chung Myung from the Dantian begins to devour and purify the poisonous energy surrounding the Dantian.

The momentum is so strong that it appears like a flood erupted.

However, the poison energy was not easily affected.

Whether it was because the poison, which had been staining the body all over, realized there was still a place left, or because the Dantian had been drained and empty space had been created, it began to rush toward the Dantian all at once.

‘Stop!’

The energy of Cheondokdan and Chaos Origin Pill then encircled the Dantian, blocking the poison energy.

Kwaang! Kwaaang! Kwaang!

It appears that a massive explosion is taking place inside the body.

Chung Myung managed to keep his mind when he was on the verge of losing consciousness. Then he raised his energy to purify the poison before returning the purified energy to the Dantian.

Puut!

The blood vessels eventually burst as they couldn’t withstand the swelling of the bodies. His nose and mouth were ripped open, and blood dripped down his face. With a sizzling sound, the dropped blood melts the ground.

Even after being purified and purified again, the poison has no end.

‘OK! Let’s see if it’s you or me who comes out on top! ‘

Chung Myung endured the pain in order to circulate his energy.

“…….”

Mount Hua’s disciples’ anxious eyes in front of the room began to become more subtle.

“Don’t you feel something?”

“I’m starting to feel anxious all of a sudden….. something is wrong…”

With a subtle expression, Jo Gol blurred out the end of the sentence and opened his mouth again.

“Shall we take a look?”

“Yes?”

“He told us not to come in. He didn’t tell us not to look.”

With a smile on his face, Baek Chun nodded.

“It’s a great pun. Gol ah has grown up.”

“It’s all thanks to Sasuk, isn’t it?”

“Right. It’s up to you to take care of yourself, so I don’t need to stop you. Go ahead.”

“…….”

For a while, the two exchanged silent glances.

Jo Gol was the first to open his mouth.

“…Sasuk, do you know your personality has changed a lot?”

Despite his hidden intention, Baek Chun calmly returned the words.

“It’s called ‘Geunmukjjaheuk’ (근묵자흑/近墨者黑/ Close Ink black). If you put ink next to you, you’ll also turn black, and if you’re next to Chung Myung, you’ll also run out of character.”

(A related idiom is, ‘Just as crooked mugwort grows upright in a cedar field, people can have different personalities depending on their surroundings.’)

“I’m glad to know that but…..”

“Don’t waste time, check and come back quickly.”

“……Yes.”

Jo Gol groans and enters the room where Chung Myung is.

‘I wasn’t caught, right?’

If Chung Myung had approached at this point, his sense would have been recognized. Still, the lack of yelling indicates that he cannot afford to be concerned about him.

‘Then what are you doing…?’ … .’

Jo Gol used his finger to poke a hole in the window.

Drilling a hole in Namman Yasugung Clan’s residence is not a good idea, but it seemed preferable to opening the window clumsily and being caught by Chung Myung.

He took a deep breath and gazed into the hole.

“…….”

Jo Gol, who had been quietly peering into the room, quickly turned his gaze away from the window.

Then he flashes a bright smile.

“Sasuk.”

“What is it? What is he doing?”

“I don’t know what he is doing.”

“……yes?”

“I think we need run away from here.”

“……huh?”

“Hu- Hurry up!”

“Eh?”

Jo Gol began to run. The rest of the group then began running after Jo Gol.

Baek Chun, who had already surpassed Jo Gol, returned the look.

“But what do we run away from? That room, or Namman Yasugung Clan?”

“Oh, I don’t know! Let’s just run for our life first!”

“No! You have to tell me…….”

It was back then.

Kukukuku!

Baek Chun looks up, surprised.

“N- No!”

The entire structure, including Chung Myung, begins to shake. As if caused by an earthquake, the intense trembling turned Baek Chun’s complexion pale blue.

“Hey, hey! You madman! This is Namman Yasugung…”

Kwaaaaaang!

Before the word was finished, there was a massive explosion. The entire structure has been shattered and is scattered all over the place.

“Wha- What!”

“That is!”

They stopped and stared blankly at the scene that had unfolded before their eyes, having forgotten to flee.

A whirlpool of darkness.

A massive black whirlpool, appropriately named Angnyong (악룡(惡龍) /Evil Dragon, rises indefinitely into the sky.

Kwaaa! Kwaaa!

The revolving energy’s fierce momentum seemed to absorb everything in the world.

“……what the hell do you do in your room to get that?”

“It’s crazy, really…….”

Angnyong’s color is gradually changing, which blew away the entire structure.

The color of the wind, which seemed to consume everything, gradually turned gray, then white, and finally transparent.

Kwaaa!

However, the fierce rotation’s momentum does not wane in the least. No, it has grown faster and stronger than the first.

“Huh? Whaaaattt?”

Jo Gol’s body, which was in front of him, rises into the air in the whirlwind that sucks in the surroundings.

“Argh!”

“Jo Gol!”

Mount Hua’s disciples snatched Jo Gol’s ankle and threw him to the ground.

“Eaaaaaa!”

Jo Gol’s body flutters in the air like a paper doll.

“Hey, Chung Myung, you f*cking bastard! Please, live with common sense! Common sense! Argh!”

It was a reasonable point of view.

He’s not sure if Chung Myung will be able to hear him.

Pwuuooo!

Whoosh!

Haaak! Haaaaaak!

The beasts that leap out in surprise cannot resist the whirlwind’s attraction force and are sucked into it.

Baek Chun screams, his face pale.

“Someone stop that bastard!”

Who?

Who the hell is that jerk, Sasuk?

Chung Myung is eventually seen in the midst of the whirlwind. He ascended several feet into the air and sat cross-legged with a serene expression on his face.

They want to run away and blow his chin away because he appears so calm.

Udeukdeudeuk!

To make matters worse, the roofs of neighboring buildings have begun to collapse.

At the moment, they believe the Namman Yasugun Clan will be destroyed.

Kwaaang!

With a loud explosion sound, terrifying energy burst out in all directions.

“Aaaah!”

“Hey, you basttaaaaaard!”

The disciples of Mount Hua who are caught in the energy storm fly off into the air.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Mount Hua’s disciples groaned and raised themselves after being thrown over a dozen feet into the air and feeling in the ground.

The Angyang that had sucked the surroundings and the energy that was raging out with the momentum of blowing the world away vanished.