Return of Mount Hua Sect

In no time, the shaman, who passed Namyeong's land, began to climb the mountain behind Namyeong.

If they are right to interpret Jangbo-do, the sword gun is right here in this mountain.

"How do you like it?"

"According to the illustration, we have to go a little further."

Ho Sanja's eyes are slightly wrinkled.

'There's already a bunch of guys in the back.'

It's expected, but it's more surprising than I thought. In other words, they will not be so self-conscious of the shaman as here. It means you've made up your mind.

'If you drag on, things grow out of control.'

There have been many times when treasures appeared in the river lake in the past. Each time, the main opposition parties who led the strong team entered the scramble to prevent unnecessary sacrifices.

It would be a lie if there was no greed in it, but it was not just greed.

But most cases have failed to prevent sacrifices.

As such, the strong people's obsession with elixirism and depression is enormous.

Few of those who are now following will think that the shaman knows something.

It's just to keep an eye open and watch if they find any evidence.

"But once the sword guns are discovered, they'll jump in droves.'

"Mu Yon(無然)!"

"Yes, Elder."

"Take the back. When the sword and gun are opened, they'll rush in unison. Block the rear and enter first."

"Yes, Elder!"

It is impossible to persuade those who are blinded by material desires. Rather, the right force is the way to reduce sacrifice.

"Are you far away?"

"We're almost there. I'm sure it's...."

It was then.

As soon as I got out of the dense forest, a large vacant lot opened up in front of me.

'What about this?'

Ho Sanja squinted his eyes.

It's weird.

Geography is bound to have continuity in the first place.

Of course, there will be occasions when the end of a dense forest leads to a low bush. However, it is not uncommon for the end of a forest to be as invisible as it is now.

But all I can see now is dirt and stone.

"Is it here?"

"Yes, here you go, Elder!"

It's definitely a strange place.'

Did he say everything depends on his mind?

If I walked through here without thinking, I'd just walk past it thinking it's a little weird. However, there is no place in doubt that seems more bizarre.

Ho Sanja was convinced there were swordsmen here.

No matter how many times you look at it, it's not a terrain that can happen naturally.

"Investigate!"

"Yes!"

Wudang's disciples pull out their swords in unison. Then he ran forward and began to stab the floor with a sword recklessly.

If there is a sword gun here, of course there will be an entrance hidden on the floor. What they're looking for now was the entrance to a sword gun hidden somewhere in this terrain.

Poof! Poof!

The shaman's Songmun High Prosecutor pokes the floor.

Normally, it would not be acceptable to defile the sword, but now is not the time to argue such a trivial matter. Even at this moment, rumors that they are looking for something will be spreading in the South, and those who have heard the rumors will be running.

You have to find the entrance and enter it before others arrive and make things bigger.

It was that moment.

"There's something in here!"

Ho Sanja's head spins. Without even opening his mouth, he unfolded the light air and ran to the place where the sound came from.

"Where are you?"

"Here we are!"

One of his students stabbed the floor with a Songmun High School sword.

The sword does not stick completely to the floor with a ticking sound."Get out of the way!"

Ho Sanja pulled out the sword and injected the force into it. And I thrust the sword into the floor at once.

Whoops!

Ho Sanja's face was filled with joy.

If it is a sword with his sword, most metals can be cut like radish. But now obviously his sword has bounced off. That means, what's down here isn't normal metal.

"Stand back!"

"Yes!"

The sword in Ho Sanja's sword thickens. Soon after, blackness spewed out like a torrent hits the floor.

Oh my god!

The bottom is dug up by the waves of blackness, just as the riverbed is being cut off by a strong current. A large pit was created that would have been enough for a few people to go in before only half a meal passed.

Everyone's eyes turned to the bottom of the pit.

All were filled with joy that could not be hidden from the eyes.

"Old man!"

"Hmm."

Ho Sanja couldn't hide his smile either.

A large entrance facing down to the bottom of the pit revealed that. The two iron doors, which were tightly closed on both sides, were embossed with the image of a new sword pointing at each other.

And the big words below it.

[Swordgun ())]

"You found it!"

It was that moment.

"There it is, there it is!"

"It's a shaman!"

Ho Sanja's head spins.

The fighters who chased them out of the thick forest behind them are seen rushing out at a violent speed.

"Mu Yon!"

"Yes, I will stop you!"

Mu Yon, a great disciple, leads the death penalty and runs back without hesitation.

Ho Sanja stared at the entrance of the sword gun without giving Mu Yon an eye.

"Open it!"

"Yes!"

The disciples rush in and grab the door of the sword gun.

However, no matter how hard I tried, the door didn't budge.

"Tsk, come out!"

Ho Sanja, slightly irritated, energizes the sword. Blackness, which used to emit blue light, condenses and clumps together, turning into a river, not an energy.

"Burn!"

With a short shout, Ho Sanja's sword cuts through the door of the sword gun.

The door of the broken sword gun was pushed with a loud noise and soon fell to the endless floor.

"Gasp!"

"It's deeper than I thought. If I had entered without thinking...…."

Ho Sanja frowned and looked in the open door. I can't see the bottom.

I was wondering why they made this in the mountains. Perhaps the sword gun must go down to the bottom of this deep hole to enter.

Ho Sanja bit his lips slightly.

'We don't know what's down there.'

The darkness that devours even light causes fear to the viewer.

But it's already a sign!

There is also a limit to preventing those who rush from the back.

This means that there is no time to relax and investigate.

"I'll take the lead. Ho Gong(虛空)!"

"Yes, death penalty."

"Watch MuYon return and stand at the rear."

"Yes."

Ho Gongja nods, Ho Sanja squints and stares at the entrance of the sword gun.

'I feel bad for you.'

To get the mixed fabric, jump into this darkness?

"Follow me, everyone!"

Ho Sanja jumped into the bayonet without any delay. The disciples of the shaman, who were guarding the surrounding area, immediately threw themselves under the sword gun.

"Here we go, there we go!"

"There's something there! It's a sword gun!"

As soon as the word "kumchong" broke out, the middlemen began to run with evil at a pace that was incomparable so far."Stay strong!"

MuYon screams like a scream.

God d*mn it!

They are not difficult to overpower. The problem was that there were too many, and even so many people rushed in without taking care of their bodies.

"Slowly back up! It must not be breached!"

"Yes!"

MuYon slowly bit his disciples back. If you want to force yourself to stop it, you have to sacrifice yourself.

What they need to do now is not block their entry. The death penalty in the back buys time to enter first.

It was then.

"Hahahaha! Get out of my way, you rats!"

Whoops!

The whole forest bursts out.

Mu Yon opened his eyes wide.

"Last episode of the mighty?"'

That huge, human-sized axe. It was clear that the powerful club was notorious for its strength in the Sanseo area.

"Even a big man like him is running for the mixed fabric?"'

"Laughing out loud! The shamans are greedy. How dare you try to touch the main object!"

The big guns rush forward like lightning.

Those in the formidable spirit rushed to clear the way. Those who couldn't avoid it hit the shoulders of the powerful man and flew away. It was a sight to realize how strong the power of the last meeting was, as people would not fly away even if they were hit by a speeding Sadu wagon.

"Oh, no! No!"

MuYon's face hardens.

If that beast runs in, the line of defense will be broken. As MuYon panicked and flustered, he suddenly heard a tongue-tied sound behind his back.

"Tsk, it's like a boar."

"Old man!"

Ho Gong easily jumps over Mu Yon and blocks the front of the powerhouse. Then the big man shouted in a loud voice.

"Get out of my way, old man! I'm going to make a mess."

"Dowe needs to cool off a little."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The powerful man swung the axe firmly in his hand. The ax that tore the wind and flew was so powerful that it made me feel dizzy just by looking at it.

"Oops!"

But the power does not reach Ho Gong.

I'm.

Ho Gong's sword struck the axe very lightly. Ho Gong's sword made a strange change as soon as Axe Day and Sword Day met.

"Huh?"

The powerful man could not handle the axe bouncing back and fell. Ho Gong gently slaps the powerful with his index finger.

"Scream!"

The powerful man's body floated into Ho Gong and flew to Surim, where he first popped out.

"……."

On the scene, everyone who ran stopped moving and looked at Ho Gong.

"The elder of the shaman?"'

"Hit that mighty man!"

A formidable identity.

It was a sight that proved why a shaman was a shaman.

"I'll take care of it, and you'll get into the bayonet."

"Yes, Elder!"

Ho Gong kicked his tongue and looked at the middlemen. Then, he opens his mouth.

"Are you trying to sabotage the shaman's event?"

"……."

"This is where the shaman preoccupied. He who wants to enter this place will have to bear the sword of the shaman. Are you confident you can do that?"

No one dared make eye contact with Ho Gong.

A shaman. And a shaman's elder.

The old name weighs on the middlemen.

But not everyone was oppressed by the name.

"The old man is talking nonsense."

A man walks slowly out of the thick forest.

A man surrounding the entire body of Hong Ui-ro. The eyes exposed through the cloth are red."……are you by any chance a three-year-old?"

"Your eyes aren't rotten yet."

Ho Gong frowned.

He is notorious. How many people died in his hands for no reason?

If it wasn't for this occasion, I would surely have taken him to prison, but things weren't good now.

"What are you talking about?"

"Are you the masters of the sword and gun?"

"……."

Three-year-olds speak with all their might.

"The owner of the sword gun is a dagger-thin. I'm not a shaman. You pretended to be mine because you found it first. The world will laugh at the shaman."

Ho Gong squinted his eyes.

It's not so wrong. Without the author, however, no one would have been able to protest against the shaman's preoccupation.

"Hahaha, sometimes the three-year-old says the right thing."

Several people walk out of the forest one after another. Ho Gong raised an eyebrow unconsciously. The broad sword of the person who walked out the earliest catches the eye.

"Isn't it the Great Sword or something?"

"This is an honor to meet Ho Gong Jin-in, a renowned shaman in the world."

"Hmm."

Ho Gong drooled.

If it is a songwriter, he is not someone who can easily deal with.

"In this short period of time, such prestigious people came to you?'

Ho Gong realized how great the name of the sword gun was.

"But I'm disappointed. The famous Ho Gong Jinin said something ridiculous. I don't want to kiss that three-year-old, but isn't it a bad attitude to threaten the middlemen because they came first?"

"Are you going to lose the shaman and Chuck?"

"I mean, opportunities have to be fair."

The curved part squinted.

"The discovery may have been made by a shaman, but everyone has the right to enter the sword and gun. Don't you think so, everyone?"

"Right!"

"A shaman is a shaman! You're too self-indulgent!"

"Who knew a shaman would be so greedy! Aren't you afraid of the public eye?"

"We have to drive him away! I'm sure they're still searching for swordsmen at this hour!"

The fire that had been extinguished once caught fire again.

Ho Gong's complexion turned dark. No matter how hard it is, it is impossible to stop them alone.

Then...

"I warned you, obviously. Those who enter the sword will have to deal with the sword of the shaman."

"That's a scary story. But if you were afraid of it, you wouldn't have come this far."

Ho Gong nods his head.

"Sure…"

He gives a slight backward glance. The last shaman's disciple was jumping into the sword and gun.

"Do as you please!"

Ho Gong also flies and jumps in with a sword gun. And the two, if that's a sign, scramble to the entrance of the sword and gun.

"Get out of the way, or you'll die!"

"You bastards! Can't you get out of course."

No matter how wide the entrance was, it was hard for the overflowing people to enter all at once. Of course, we had no choice but to get entangled.

To make matters worse, someone pulled out a sword.

Blood and wind blew in an instant.

Weapons are pulled out from all directions and each other begins to attack each other.

"What a mess."

The Dara Gum easily jumped over those who fought against each other and stood at the entrance of the sword and gun.

Those who are attacking each other to death cannot bear to put a sword on the sword. It was not long before even Samsalgwi jumped over the middle class and stood across from the Great Sword.

"Are you going to fight?

"You don't have to pull yourself out."

"Hmmm."

Two people who exchanged eyes jump into the sword gun. Following that, several in-youngs flew into the sword and gun."Get out of the way!"

After that, the civilization took over.

Those who pierced the road with the number of people jump into the arriving sword guns.

"Get out of my way!"

"We have to go to the sword gun! There are recruits!"

There was an abyss of someone jumping in, someone blocking, and someone trying to pierce.

And that's when!

"What a flock of dogs!"

A tooth sticking out through the forest burst into a rage.

"You collected them, man!"

"I didn't expect it to come this far!"

It seemed like something was quarreling, and the person in the lead lifted the sword with his sword. And shout with both eyes glaring.

"Here we go!"

"Oh, my God! All right!"

"Get out of my way, I warned you!"

In the lead.

Chung-Myung screamed and rushed forward.

"Let's go! Let's go!

"Huh?"

"Uhhhhhhhhh!

Those who were blocking the front are thrown in all directions.

Chung-Myung's eyes are bloodshot.

"Everyone who touches my stuff is going to die!"

Chung-Myung and Hawasan's disciples rushed toward the sword and gun, storming like a storm.