Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 584

Mount Hua’s disciples fought against Jogungchae. There were strange emotions on Hyun Sang’s face as he watched them from behind.

‘I’ve always dreamed of a scene like this.’

The appearance of holding a shining plum sword and defeating the villains. The image of upholding Righteousness in the name of Mount Hua and gaining a reputation as a Taoist.

The image he had hoped for in his dream was unfolding in front of his eyes.

Of course, it’s a little bit different from what he has dreamed of, but what about it?

“Sahyung.”

“I know.”

Hyun Sang replied with a determined face to Hyun Young’s voice.

‘I’m being silly.’

This is not the time to get emotional.

Chaeng!

Hyun Sang drew his sword. The first-class disciples guarding him drew their swords in unison.

“Let’s go. Even if it’s an old hand, any help would be needed.”

“It’s embarrassing to swing a sword in front of the children.”

Their words were like groaning, but the eyes of the first-class disciples were shining more than ever.

Some of those kids have already surpassed them. No, looking at the swordsmanship they are unfolding today, more people than they thought were already stronger than them.

But there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Having a disciple become stronger than oneself is what all teachers hope for, and they are just proud of it.

“Still, we are the adults of Mount Hua! Let’s show that we’re still up to the future generation!”

“Yes, Sasuk!”

The first-class disciples led by Hyun Sang run out and join the battlefield.

It was a magnificent sight.

And only two people who could not participate in the historical spectacle remained behind.

Chung Myung and Hyun Young glanced sideways at each other.

“…….”

“…….”

Hyun Young opened his mouth first after a subtle and awkward silence.

“…… What are you doing here?”

“No, I think that’s my question….”

Hyun Young, who receives Chung Myung’s strange gaze, coughs awkwardly.

“Isn’t my martial art pretty obvious? They’d be worried if I get stabbed while trying to stick to my pride, so it’s better not to interrupt and just watch from behind.”

“If I clumsily join in, it’s like I’m taking the prey they’re supposed to catch, so it’s better to just watch.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm.”

Hyun Young, who nodded slightly, pulled something out of his arms.

“Would you like some rice cake?”

“Hehe. Elder is very well prepared.”

Chung Myung took the rice cake Hyun Young had offered and stared at the battlefield while eating.

“They fight coolly.”

Certainly, the current Mount Hua feels subtly different from the past. Even if it is the same swordsmanship, individual differences will inevitably occur depending on who uses it. And now Mount Hua’s sword had changed a little faster, a little more practical, compared to the days when he was Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign.

In a good way, it’s practical, and in a bad way, it’s a bit more filled with killing intent and Evil Sect-like.

‘Well, it can’t be helped.’

Since the person who teaches is Chung Myung, is there any difference?

Chung Myung is the man who fought the most battles in the history of Mount Hua and suffered the most bloodshed. Since he fought so many battles against the Demonic Cult, it was only natural that his sword filled with a bit more killing intent.

Of course, from the point of view of dealing with that sword, curses would naturally come out, but that was none of Chung Myung’s business.

‘Tradition my ass. I’m the tradition.’

It is not true to follow the past unconditionally. If only Mount Hua’s soul were alive, it would still be Mount Hua’s sword even if it changes a little.

Chung Myung munched the rice cake and rolled up the corners of his mouth. Meanwhile, his eyes kept a sharp eye on the situation.

‘It’s slow.’.

Gwak Hae’s eyes were young.

He has heard the name Nokrim countless times. And he has heard the name Jogungchae a few times.

The leader of the Evil Sect, who controls many mountains in Jungwon.

Those who are called Five Great Evil Sect.

Nokrim is a huge place that he would never have thought of in the past. However, the Nokrim that they faced in person was not as strong or sophisticated as they thought.

‘They’re not weak.’

It’s just that Mount Hua is strong.

‘There’s no way they could have realized it normally.’

They always had that monstrous Chung Myung trained their sword, and they had to be pressured by the Five Swords that had overtaken them in no time.

Although they trained repeatedly until their physical limitations came, and constantly sharpened themselves with determination and grit, the distance from those who had gone ahead did not narrow and only widened.

But how can they feel that they have become stronger?

Strength is a relative concept in the first place. To feel strong, you need someone to be a standard. But so far, their standard has been too high and harsh.

Paaaat!

Gwak Wei’s sword, which stretched out, penetrated the gap in the rough-flying dao.

Puuuk!

The sword that neatly stabbed the opponent in the shoulder was quickly recovered. Then he immediately aimed at the opponent’s chest.

‘It’s slow.’

Compared to Jo-Gol’s sword, this dao seems to have stopped.

Compared to Yoon Jong’s sophistication, it struggles to follow the path properly and the grand spirit of Baek Cheon’s sword shakes helplessly like a staggering reed.

So he couldn’t get rid of the same thought no matter how much he thought about it.

‘I don’t think I’ll ever lose!’

And he wasn’t the only one who thought like that.

Paaaat!

Little by little, confidence in the swords of the Sahyung began to grow. As the edge of the sword progressed, it stabilized, and the firm confidence in their expression was clear.

‘We have become stronger!’

Something they were never quite sure about for all that time.

Mount Hua’s reputation is rising and becoming a different place from the past, but it was the work of the Five Swords, including Chung Myung, not theirs.

All they did, while Mount Hua changeddaily wasto protect the mountain and endure the training. Although they repelled Myriad Man House, who doesn’t know that it was also the result of the Five Swords, not them?

The sense of despondency and shame that had been piled up was melting like snow at this moment.

‘The training was not in vain.’

Their plum blossoms grew thicker as soon as doubt became certainty and certainty became confidence.

“Push more!”

Baek Sang roared loudly.

His hand, holding the sword, was stronger and firmer than ever. Of course, he has given up on seeing the end of his sword. However, he’s also Mount Hua’s disciple. He never neglected his sword even for a single day.

“Prove that there are not only Five Swords in Mount Hua! We’re one of the pillars of Mount Hua, too!”

“Yes, Sahyung!”

“Yes, Sasuk!”

As soon as everyone swung their swords like one body, plum blossoms bloomed countless times. It was as if a piece of Mount Hua’s landscape had been moved here.

It is not Mount Hua Sect because it is in Mount Hua.

They were now proving by sword that wherever Mount Hua Sect is, could also become Mount Hua.

“Cold in heart, firm at the edge of the sword. And never forget the basics.”

The one-armed swordsman, who was strolling among the sword-wielding disciples as if taking a walk, muttered with a calm face.

“Don’t forget. The place where the flower blooms is the branch, but it is the root that makes the flower bloom.”

“Yes, Instructor-nim!”

And a smile crept across his lips, which had been hardened like ice.

Soon his sword, which was hanging on the right, came out sharply.

“It’s not neat enough to serve an example, but I can’t just watch.”

Un Gum’s sword was swift and sharp, aiming at the whole body of the bandits.

‘Sasuk!’

‘Great Sasuk!’

Mount Hua’s disciples each bit their lips at the sight.

Un Gum lost one arm in a fierce battle with Myriad Man House. The fact that a sword warrior lost his dominant arm was a bigger deal for an ordinary person to lose both legs. He couldn’t help but feel a great sense of loss.

But Un Gum was now standing before them and leading them once again. Even though he held a sword with an unfamiliar arm, he did not show an inch of disruption.

How hard must he have endured before this happened?

he disciples’ expressions changed completely as they vaguely counted the weight of the time he must have spent.

“Follow Instructor-nim!”

In particular, the disciples around Un Gum increased their momentum with sharp swords and pushed the bandits. There was a violent clash between sword and dao here and there.

“Great!”

Hyun Sang, who ran out of the other side, gracefully swung his sword.

A sword with the scent of the past Mount Hua, a little different from the children’s swords.

“Show them that Mount Hua’s Righteousness is still alive!”

“Yes, Elder-nim!”

When they saw Hyun Sang’s back, everyone was full of courage.

For Mount Hua’s disciples, the Elders are not just Elders of the sect. They were like the root that made the current Mount Hua, enduring the long hardships with all their body.

How could one not be encouraged when such a person swung the sword ahead of them?

The same was true for the other first-class disciples.

Hyun Sang and the first-class disciples began to fill the sides of the leading Five Sword.

It is not the momentum that comes from the strength of an individual.

Everyone was proving that not only Chung Myung, but also Five Swords, and Mount Hua Sect itself had become stronger.

Of course…

“Amitabha!”

Kwaaaang!

Although there was a strange (?) thing stuck in the middle.

Nothing could explain this situation except to say it was one-sided. The Nokrim bandits were horrified by Mount Hua’s sword, which had both sophistication and splendor, and even their will was broken by the sharpness that was far from the Righteous Faction.

“N- No!”

“I can’t do this!”

The frightened Nokrim bandits began to retreat one by one.

They had neither the will nor the reason to risk their lives against opponents stronger than themselves.

If there’s a reason, there’s only one.

“Euaaaa! These scumbags!”

Sogok!

The excited Won Gang smashed the throat of the retreating bandits and screamed.

“The man who retreats will die at my hands! Don’t back off! It’s just a bunch of little kids!”

At the angry shout, the retreating bandits flinched and strengthened their legs again.

Somehow, everyone lost their will and he prevented them from running away, but in fact, Won Gang already knew that the situation was not going well.

His common sense could not comprehend it at all.

No matter how great Mount Hua was in the past or how great the momentum is now, most of them are all youngsters anyway.

But now it seems like Jogungchae’s bandits are dealing with experienced sword warriors who experienced Kanho as much as they could. That sharpness and sophistication, in particular, were incredible.

The most unbelievable thing is, of course, the internal strength.

Internal strength rises with time. That’s why those who don’t have a long training period are called rising stars at best.

However, not just one or two, but most of them have enough internal strength to deflect heavy dao with their swords.

‘How can they do that unless they all have experienced Body Reformation (반로환동) as a group….’

However, there was no time to leisurely grasp the situation.

If he doesn’t do something right now, the barely holding line will instantly collapse. When that happens, all that remains is a one-sided slaughter.

In the eyes of Won Gang, who gritted his teeth, Hyung Sang who wielded his sword at the forefront came into his eyes.

‘For now, I’ll kill that old man to dampen their momentum!’

One of the characteristics of immature people is that they are easily swept away by the atmosphere. If there is a reversal that a high-ranking person suffers, it may be easier to change the situation than expected.

“Get out of the way!”

Won Gang pushed those who were guarding the front and rushed at Hyun Sang.

But then, someone broke off the line and flew gently before him.

Tok.

Landing on the ground easily, he raised his sword and aimed it at Won Gang accurately.

“…… Who, are you?”

“Yoo Iseol of Mount Hua.”

Yoo Iseol’s cold eyes choked Won Gang’s breath.