Episode 200 was so much fun. (Complete)
Volcanic eruption.
Due to the volcanic eruption, the summit of Joyangbong was devastated, but as time passed, Joyangbong was regaining its original appearance. Mu-Hwi sat on the rock of Joyangbong and took in the volcano with his eyes.
The volcano’s high and sharp terrain was consistent.
The volcano’s sharp peak, like a sword, pierced through the clouds and fog, aiming toward the sky. The volcano itself was like another volcanic sword.
Up until now, the disciples of the Volcano Sect have naturally come to resemble the volcano’s spirit as they breathe and live in the volcano, and have infused its energy into their swords.
Just like Moohwi did.
“Are you here?”
“Yes, Master.”
Mu-Hwi, who was looking at the volcano, turned his head.
Then, a middle-aged man was waiting behind him. The middle-aged man was wearing a Hwasanpa uniform and a purple plum blossom robe.
“Have you seen any achievements in the closed-door training?”
“It was a small but definite accomplishment.”
The calm, calm look in Myeongsan’s eyes and prayer were extremely refined. Moohwi felt this and smiled in satisfaction.
“Okay. Let’s see then.”
The priests drew their swords at each other.
Sreung!
Although there were two swords drawn, the sound of the sword blades being revealed from their scabbards could only be heard from one place.
Moohwi stood still in that spot, and Myeongsan lowered his head once and stepped on the incense burner.
Even after flying, there was still a gap of about ten paces between Moohwi and Myeongsan. Nevertheless, Myeongsan stabbed with the plum blossom sword without hesitation.
A plum tree suddenly shed its petals next to Mu-Hwi’s thigh. The plum tree appeared out of nowhere, as if it were a treasure discovered during a walk.
Twenty-four plum blossom sword technique, one-second method.
On the side of Plum Blossom Road.
Myeongsan added a moment of rotation to his ankle, then raised the plum blossom sword that had been swinging downwards and struck it hard, cutting the side.
Then, before he knew it, the plum blossoms blooming on the waist of Myeongsan were split in half. Moohwi had also spread out the plum blossoms in the same way.
‘I didn’t see you swinging your sword!’
Mingshan raised his internal energy and focused more on the eye technique. Then, he could see the trajectory of his master’s hand, even if it was very blurry.
A field of plum blossoms spread out before the feet of a famous mountain.
Flower petals fluttered around the dozens of plum blossoms that filled the lower and middle sections, like butterflies.
Twenty-four plum blossom sword technique, Lee Cho-sik.
Plum blossom butterfly dance.
Myeongsan drew a semicircle with the plum blossom sword and responded with the same plum blossom folding technique.
Choaaaah!
The flower petals tangled together and fluttered beyond the peak of Jo Yang Bong, and the rich scent of plum blossoms spread in all directions.
Wow!
The Simyeong Sword and the Plum Blossom Sword clashed head-on.
The plum blossom sword, bent as if it would break, bounced back violently, but Myeongsan did not let it go. He shot a crescent moon-shaped sword energy vertically and successively unleashed the tension of the plum blossom landscape in four directions.
Moohwi easily took the blow and closed the distance to aim for Myeongsan. Myeongsan showed off his signature footwork while being pushed back.
Half of the impact was directly transferred to the ground, and the remaining impact was transferred to the plum blossom sword through the rotation of the entire body.
The earth cracked and shook.
The energy of Mingshan swept fiercely like a flame. Mingshan thrust his sword toward Muhui as if he were fighting a life-and-death opponent. The purple sunset glowed brightly from the plum blossom sword.
Kwaaaaang!
Rocks and tree debris swayed and floated everywhere. Flower petals wove through them, emitting a beautiful purple light.
The priests and the disciples began their confrontation by using the first of the twenty-four plum blossom sword techniques, the plum blossom no-bang, one after the other.
This is why countless plum blossoms are blooming on the already-in-full-blooming volcano, forming waves.
In an instant, hundreds of plum blossoms that had filled Jo Yangbong were sucked into the two swords.
The two swords, which had absorbed the plum blossoms and their petals with their entire bodies, struck each other like lightning, splitting the air.
A flower that is fragrant and immovable in the dark.
Kwaaaaang!
The plum blossoms on Myeongsan fluttered wildly as if they were about to be torn off. However, even though it retreated, Myeongsan’s posture and gaze did not waver at all.
“This is the last one. Can you unfold it?”
“Otherwise, how could I use the nickname ‘Hwasan Sword Saint’?”
Myung-san answered confidently and drew a sharp trajectory with the plum blossom sword. Following that sword stroke, countless sword strikes erupted and spread out in all directions.
The branches grew out of the swords that stretched out in all directions, and the peaks rose up majestically. Numerous plum blossoms and flower petals filled the branches and peaks without leaving any empty space.
A volcano was recreated in the plum blossom sword of Myeongsan.
The scent of the sword spreads thickly along with it.
Although he couldn’t see the fragrance with his own eyes, Mu-Hwi could feel it. The fragrance of plum blossoms from the famous mountain was spreading far away.
Seeing this, Moohwi drew his Simyeong sword vertically. Then, the volcano rising from Myeongsan’s sword suddenly disappeared.
“It may not have spread ten thousand miles, but it must have spread a hundred miles.”
Moohwi raised the corners of his mouth while looking at the famous mountain.
“Excellent. It deserves to be called the Volcanic Sword Saint.”
Myeongsan, who had been stern-faced the whole time, finally smiled. Myeongsan had already been called the Hwasan Sword Saint in the martial arts world three years ago. However, since Muhui did not acknowledge him, he spurred on his training.
The priests who shared the sword sat side by side at the end of Joyangbong Peak and looked at the volcano with their eyes.
Moohwi suddenly asked.
“Myungsan-ah. You are an ordinary talent. Just a talent that is slightly higher than ordinary.”
Myeongsan smiled.
“I know. I realized it before I knew it. If I hadn’t been with my master, this disciple would have stayed at the edge of the peak at best.”
“That is why your mastering the fragrance of plum blossoms has an even more special meaning.”
It was only at the end of the Hwasan Discussion that Moo-Hwi was able to unleash the fragrance of Plum Blossoms. However, that did not mean that he had to reach the same level as Moo-Hwi to unleash the fragrance of Plum Blossoms.
“In the future, even if you and I are no longer around, the sword of the volcano will continue on.”
Moohwi continued to refine the group and the knots. Myeongsan, who inherited this, looked at it from the perspective of an ordinary person, not a genius. Naturally, the way he looked at it and the way he thought about it were different.
And Myeongsan began to study the herbivore from the perspective of an ordinary person and to add new commentary.
Martial arts do not end with the creation of a martial art; it requires a process of refining the skills and techniques so that they can be passed on without a break even if the creator is no longer around.
Although it was Muhui who created the martial arts, it was also Myeongsan who played a big role in making sure that the martial arts he created were stably established in the Hwasan faction.
That was right.
The essence of martial arts is for the weak to learn to become stronger.
“Myungsan-ah. Take this.”
Moohwi took off the Shimyeong sword from his waist and held it out towards Myeongsan. Myeongsan’s eyes widened at this.
“Starting tomorrow, you will be the best swordsman in the volcano.”
Woohoo!
As Myeongsan grabbed the scabbard with trembling hands, Simmyeonggeom let out a clear sword name. For some reason, that name felt sad.
When Myeongsan looked at Mu-Hwi in surprise, Mu-Hwi smirked and stroked the scabbard of Simyeonggeom.
“I didn’t know you would develop spirituality so early. Simyeong. I’ve become very attached to you. Now it’s time for us to part ways.”
Woof!
Moohwi said as he watched the sword’s name explode again.
“The Simyeong Sword has finally gained spirituality while with me. However, it is a small spirituality, so it is important from now on. If the future Hwasan Sword Saints follow the right path, the Simyeong Sword will also be called a divine sword someday.”
Myeongsan nodded with a determined look on his face.
“Master, I will carry out your will properly.”
Moohwi placed his hand on Myeongsan’s shoulder.
“Myungsan-ah. Today is the last time I see you.”
Moohwi now relayed to Myeongsan the words he had once received from Geomseon. Myeongsan’s eyes widened at this.
“Disciple. I trust you and leave it to you. Stay healthy.”
When Myeongsan was about to open his mouth to say something, Moohwi had already disappeared. Myeongsan stared at the empty space for a long time without saying a word, holding the Simyeonggeom in both hands.
“Thank you, Master.”
Myeongsan bowed down to where Mu-Hwi had been sitting, tears streaming down his face.
After saying goodbye to Myeongsan, Mu-Hwi headed to Nakanbong before leaving Hwasan. His last destination was to visit Hyeonjo’s tomb on Nakanbong.
Moohwi always looked at the tomb of Hyeonjo, which was always there. Next to the tomb of Hyeonjo, a plum tree stretched high into the sky, providing shade.
Moohwi looked at the plum blossom petals falling one by one over Hyeonjo’s tomb.
“I have now left the volcano to future generations. They will take care of themselves without me. It is time for you and I to surrender to the flow of the tide and flow somewhere else.”
Moohwi suddenly remembered his first meeting with Hyeonjo.
-Sword Ghost. A pungent bloody scent emanates from his entire body. He looks just like his nickname.
Moo-Hwi raised the corners of his lips and looked at Hyeon-Jo’s tomb.
“Hyeonjo. What scent do I smell like now?”
Of course, there was no answer.
But the fragrance coming from the plum blossoms in full bloom on the plum tree right next to me answered the question.
Moo-Hwi felt the scent of plum blossoms wafting in and thought he could vaguely hear Hyeon-Jo’s answer.
“It’s a very comfortable plum scent. It’s a scent you want to smell anytime.”
Suddenly an answer came from behind.
The captain came walking, wearing a pure white coat instead of the Jongnampa uniform.
Mu-Hwi didn’t forget that coat. It was the one he had worn when they had traveled together before. That was why Mu-Hwi was wearing the long coat from back then instead of the Hwasanpa uniform.
“Brother, you’ve gotten younger in the time since I last saw you. That’s why I can’t neglect my martial arts training.”
Unlike Moo-Hwi, who still had the face of a man in his early twenties, Seon-Ju had the face of a man in his early thirties.
“Did Jongnam finish organizing things well?”
“Yes. That’s why I took off the Jongnam faction’s uniform without any regrets. Just like my brother.”
Volcano and Jongnam.
The two men and women, who had fulfilled their duties as the heads of the two schools, left the work to future generations. Now, only the names of Mu-Hwi and Seon-Ju remained.
“Where should we go now?”
“Where my brother wants to go.”
The man and woman smiled at each other, held hands, and went down Mt. Nakanbong together.
Above the tomb of Hyeonjo, who was watching this, two plum blossoms were neatly placed.
* * *
Moohwi walked and walked.
A space I’m seeing for the first time.
The whole area was filled with rainbow colors.
When I took the last step.
Moohwi met a man.
“You’re finally here.”
The man leaning against the pine tree smiled at Moo-Hwi. Moo-Hwi narrowed his eyes at the man.
A light purple uniform. The sleeves had plum blossoms embroidered on them. It was similar to the uniform of the Hwasan School. The man also looked up and down at Mu-Hwi.
“Hmm. Even when I look at it directly, it’s still dull. I wonder why the later disciples changed the color of their uniforms…”
As Moohwi looked at him blankly, the man smiled cheerfully and greeted him.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Yukhap Geomseon.”
“Yukhapgeomseon?”
As if he knew why Wu-Hui was frowning, Yuk-Hap-Geom-Seon added.
“He was called Yukhap Geomsin during his lifetime.”
“Volcanic sect opening investigation…”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that nickname.”
Yukhap Geomseon made a longing expression for a moment and then asked.
“What is your name?”
“It’s useless.”
“No, that’s not it. Those who enter the immortal world are given a new immortal name based on their life and story. Think about it. It will come to mind naturally.”
It was just as Yukhapgeomseon said.
Without even thinking about it, as soon as I heard the word “clear”, a word came to mind.
“Tendency Test…”
Seonghyang Sword Immortal.
Yukhap Geomseon nodded and turned around, gesturing for him to follow him.
“Seonghyanggeomseon. The power of the plum blossom spirit that reincarnated you was my own power. I had put all my power into it before I ascended the throne. I didn’t know it would cause a phenomenon like this.”
Yukhap Geomseon glanced at Hyangseong Geomseon.
“I should be grateful. Thanks to you, the swaying Volcano faction has found its place.”
“I did it because I wanted to.”
Yukhap Geomseon smiled and nodded.
“I got to know you through the Plum Blossom Spirit, both your past life and your current life. How is it? Was your current life enjoyable?”
Seonghyanggeomseon nodded with the corners of his lips raised.
“It was a lot of fun.”
“Good.”
The Six-Headed Sword pointed to the end of the crimson space that had become closer. At that end, there was only bright light.
“If the martial arts world was a place to determine the best in the world, then the world of immortals is a place to determine the best in the past and present. It is a place where the best in the long history of martial arts become martial immortals and compete against each other.”
“The best of all time… Are there legendary figures like Cheonma, Dharma, and Yeo Dongbin?”
At Moohwi’s question, Yukhap Geomseon smiled brightly.
“of course.”
Yukhap Geomseon looked at Hyangseong Geomseon and asked.
“Are you going to set foot in the celestial realm? The world of the wireless.”
After hearing the explanation, Seonghyanggeomseon raised the corners of his mouth.
It was a smile full of confidence and anticipation.
“Of course.”
“It’s a wise choice. There are many immortals waiting for you, including the Heavenly Killer Immortal. The Immortal World will be fun after a long time.”
“Huh. I see.”
The instinct swordsman took a step toward the spreading halo of light without hesitation.
Volcano Sect Genius Swordsman. (Complete)
Reviews.
Hello. This is Moohyang.
I would like to express my gratitude to the readers who have been with me until the end for Volcano Clan Genius Swordsman. I wanted to write a story about Volcano Clan someday, and this is how I ended up writing it.
This time, as I write my second story, I wrote it with the intention of writing a better story than my previous work. There were scenes that I was satisfied with, and scenes that I felt were lacking. I don’t know how the readers felt.
I often see comments saying that 200 episodes is too short. At first, I also wanted to write a bit longer, but it didn’t work out well. Of course, if I wanted to, I could have continued the series a bit longer. But I didn’t think I was intentionally extending it, so I decided to end it at 200 episodes. It’s probably because of my lack of ability. I think it would be good if I could have continued the series a bit longer in the next article.
I would like to once again express my gratitude to all the readers who have joined me on my journey as a writer.
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