Volcanic Spirit

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Sammunhyeop

It refers to the strongest, most complex of the Yellow River's streams that penetrate the entire midfield. As the saying goes, "The canyon with three gates," the stream of Sammun-hyeop changed three times depending on the terrain. Deep, fast, bent, and obstructed. He who dies a year in the Tripitaka Koreana. The number of fighters fighting and throwing away their bodies reached hundreds. So even an experienced boatman could not go back and forth between Sammunhyeop. Only at least cross the river at a safe point.

"This is the fishing cooperative."

The pale-faced writer appeared on the cliff.

with a veil round one's shoulder; a splint. The blood still came out of Hana's white cloth. Nevertheless, the mouth was filled with bright smiles.

He was called Munhu until a few days ago.

And he was called Somara by Lee Hwon.

"What does the name Eo Yong-hyeop mean?"

The head of one of the men in line stepped up.

"It's deep, slow-flowing. And there have been many carp since ancient times. It's called Eoyonghyeop because there are fish that want to be dragons."

Soma turned around.

"Good for you. If you kill them all here, no one will be a dragon."

Three hundred fighters gathered at the top of the fishing cooperative kneeled down. These are the troops Soma received from the upper and the surrounding areas to take away the unknown secret pay from the independents.

"Give me an order."

They raised their heads and stared at the soma.

However, they are all different just by looking at each other's eyes, spirit, and attire. It seemed as if they had gathered all the way to the place, regardless of the circumstances. At first glance, however, there were plenty of top-notch fighters, and even more masters showed off their spirit.

Soma laughed.

They cannot destroy or deter the independents. Just a little bit of time, and it would kill me if it caught my eye. The real masters to whom he will be supported by his superiors will kill the white and blue-cancer of the independents.

"Where are they located?"

"We have reached the beginning of the Sammunhyeop. We've cleared the ship somewhere else, so there's nowhere else to go."

Soma looked down at the sandy beach under the fishing cooperative.

If the Wudangpa arrives there through the canyon, he will not be able to move out unless he has the talent to fly.

"Let's get a seat when Jiwon arrives."

At that time, I saw a man coming up to the only entrance of the fishing cooperative.

Wrapped his whole body in black, he wore a black crown on his head. It was impossible to even guess who he was because he covered his entire face with tightly intertwined mesh.

Soma opened her eyes thinly with a smile.

The men he asked for to his superiors were hemiplegia. They were killed across the Wall, and they were already on the bandwagon a long time ago. Nevertheless, he has been a master enough to live and work until now.

Following the black man, three fighters appeared.

They are all dressed in universal attire, each representing the Jeongsama. They roamed among the squatters on their knees without even looking at Soma.

After a while there was a little babble.

Then, without even looking at Soma, he turned and began to go down the Eoyonghyeop.

"Wait."

Soma released the light of the alert to the black man's voice.

A moment later, the black man added a horse only after all the fighters gathered at the top of the Eoyonghyeop disappeared.

"Moon Hu. I heard about the ant cave well."

Soma laughed as she was pointed out her failure.

"I was just on the stage for a while, which was already ready. Fortunately, I'm glad to see a thousandths of extra pay when I'm glad to hear that."

One black man's successive words changed the face of a cow strangely.

"What did you just say?"

"I asked you to take your hands off."

"Now there will be independents soon. They have the unknowns of the astronomers. The Five Realizations of the Shinma."

The black man raised his index finger and cut off the horse from the horse.

"I'll tell you a few things. If there's anything you want to say after that, just tell me."

Soma bowed her head with a funny, wailing look.

"I'll listen."

"First, you were injured. The most important thing we should keep in mind in our activities is unity. Everyone has to keep pace if one of them goes out of the way or bounces off. In other words, since you hurt your arm, we all need to be stabbed in the arm. Do you want to do that? You may want it, but I don't think he would."

The black man's soft voice sounded as if he were singing.

"Second, the man you reported moved. With the opening and the Sanseo Branch. And Jong Cho-hong even used Jeon Seo-eung to request support from Hanam branch. There will be a response from Hanam by now. Will they be able to deal with everyone by themselves? I don't think so."

When the third reason was mentioned, Soma raised her head and opened her eyes.

"Third, I've already checked my nominal pay."

"Is that true?"

"I don't lie. I checked, so there's nothing you can do. So get your hands off me."

"Hoo, that's great. You should believe it if you checked. As you may be, my destiny is to help him. So I'm curious. Is the nominal fee what he wants? Was it helpful? ”

The black man was silent.

After a while the black man's eyes flashed curiously.

The radiance that came through the tight mesh was drawing lines like bright smiling eyes. Soon, Soma's eyes were lined up like a black man, completing a beautiful smile.

"That's right. Our fate is at his disposal. Isn't that enough?"

Soma nodded her head gently.

"I see. I was presumptuous."

The black man stepped aside and said,

"You've had a hard time. Sammunhyeop is the place where the legend of Silla ended. So it's like our home. Please cool your head for a moment and come back."

"It's been a long time since I've seen a masterpiece."

"Very good."

The black man took the oath, and Soma joined hands.

Soma left the top of the Eoyonghyeop first, and the black man stared down the Eoyonghyeop for a while before escaping from his seat.

shui yi yi yi yi yi ying

Only fierce winds swept the top of the fishing cooperative, as if boasting a strong stream of water.

*

The priests of the shamanism that Jong Cho-hong brought in were called shamanism. Individuals were excellent, but the ten-member inspection of the Sipkimugung Palace was completely complete.

One they're left-handed.

This is because the Sammunhyeop was just around the corner when the Mooriman League should have passed. They crept down the carriage outside the passenger cup.

"Does Master Muam still not eat?"

"Private residence. It's half of the history. You shouldn't be swayed by old love. The bell's death penalty was the new order. You must not let your guard down until you arrive at Mt. Mudang."

"I'd love to. But the four of you are so relaxed. Well, with the nicknames of Cheonyang Geomseon and Pungum Geomseon, we won't be able to get close to anything that'

"Don't let your guard down, though. Ah! Four hundred thousand hundred thousand men have come."

Mudangsiphak roared under the guesthouse.

"Did you go for a walk?"

"Yes, but your faces are full of anxiety. Mudang is a main road, and there is no gate in the main road. You should always stand tall. But what's going on here?"

In Nohoseong of Baekamjinin, Mudangsiphak all bowed their heads.

At that time, Cheongamjin, who followed, kicked his tongue.

"The death penalty is a high level of military merit, and I know a lot, so I can afford a walk. Those kids still need a lot of experience. Don't be so hard on me. My kids are losing their spirits."

"Have you been to Cheongam?"

"Where have you been and come back now?"

When Cheongamjin shook the bottle in his hand, Baekamjin narrowed his forehead and said,

"Well, I wondered why Cho Hong didn't put his name on the bandit and kept his place as a servant, and it was all your fault."

"My brother-in-law, soon the Sammunhyeop. If you cross the river, it's an area of sound and forest blindness. Let's not be too tight. Ha ha ha."

Baek Am-jin shook his head and asked his disciples.

"Is Muam still cutting off the grain?"

"Yes, it is."

"No thanks. He seems to be apologizing in his own way, so let's leave him alone. It's all up to you. By the way, it's a fine day, so let's start!"

Then a beggar of openness ran into the cup like a rolling stone. When he confirmed that it was the Mundo of the shaman, he carefully handed over a sealed letter.

"What? How dare the two of you go after the shaman?"

"Huh, Gang-ho must have been very peaceful. The flies fly in even though they know it's a shaman's move."

Baek Am-jin's serious face and Cheongam-jin's bright expression began to show anger.

"Is the ship wanted?"

"Yes."

"Let's get started."

It was a surprise for an open road.

"Why do the deceased in Wudang leave after reading a letter?"

Baek Am-jin said with his forehead closed.

"Mudang is a great city gate."

Cheongamjin raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a more realistic reason.

"Even though I and the death penalty were circling nearby, we could not find any trace of the enemy. Then it would be best to go through the Sammunhyeop and head to Hanam."

A moment later, a carriage carrying Mudang Ssangseon, Mudang Sibehak and Mudangja stepped on the white sand beach of Eoyonghyeop.

Baek Am-jin looked at the terrain and recited it softly.

"Ball sword."

Mudangsiphak pulled out the sword, and quickly formed the examination.

"What about a boat?"

The Cheongam Jin-in squinted his eyes and nodded.

"I'm not sure because of the fog, but the ship is coming from outside Chapter ten."

There was a faint echo at the time.

Boom!

Baekamjin and Cheongamjin looked at each other at the same time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Now, the ground began to ring at a distance close enough for even the Shundang School to feel. As it was a sandy beach, the transmission of eulim continued more steeply.

"Stop!"

Baek Am-jin narrowed the forehead for a while and put his hand down on his waist. The Cheongamjin people also relaxed their guard, raised their lips, and waited for the visit of a familiar being.

Boom!

The first runner of the Eo Yong-hyeop stopped by scattering sand in all directions like memorizing.

It's Lee Hwon.

His body was still reddish as he swung the perforated helix to the extreme.

"Hmm."

Baekamjin and Cheongamjin saw it and narrowed the forehead for a while.

There was no sign of evil, but the appearance of it seemed as if it had been a left-handed visit.

Hana Lee Hwon didn't mind, nor did he mention the double-term right now. This is because they checked the letters handed down in the names of Lee Hwon and Jong Cho-hong.

"You're in trouble."

Yi Hwon looked up at the fishing cooperative for a moment and made an impression.

"It's not a good seat."

"The ship is coming."

In the words of Cheongamjin, Yi Hwon brought up the main point.

"What about the sexless and the unknown?"

The shamanism roared.

They only knew the treachery of the unarmed, but did not know the existence of the unknown.

"A priest in a carriage. And the pay."

Baek Am-jin beat on the chest.

"It's here. The priest and I took turns guarding each other. So there's nothing wrong with it."

Then came the sigh of Cheongamjin.

People crowded behind the Cheongamjin people standing in front of the carriage.

Then he began to sigh and recite Do-ho. The armpit in the carriage had put his own dagger in his chest, and was self-determined. And there were two letters on the edge of his robe that seemed to be engraved with blood just before he died.

The incision().

"You're a bad boy, you're making ugly choices until the end."

"Absolutely. Taking your life is not a sin! Close it. There's no reason to see more."

Lee Hwon kept his eyes open until the moment the carriage door closed. Unlike the others, he knew the meaning of the life that was left behind by the Muamza.

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun