“Will it be fine?”
“What do you mean?”
“…will it be fine like that?”
Following the words of Hyun Jong, Hyun Sang turned his gaze and looked at Chung Myung, stirring the pot with the five colored qi behind him.
“…how can I know?”
No one approached him.
They couldn’t just say good luck and leave after that. Although they were worried, they couldn’t touch him as long as he was still in that trance.
Even those who didn’t know much about martial arts would be able to understand that something extraordinary was going on. As a result, even the three people who were exhausted were unable to leave the place. So they just sat there until the sun went down and rose again.
“The day is over.”
“Right.”
Hyun Jong looked at Chun Myung with trembling eyes.
‘Something three men had to do…’
‘It can be done like this?’
It was a complicated and difficult task that required two elders and one Hall Head. However, Chung Myung was able to maintain the supply of different amounts of qi; one for the pot and a different amount for stirring.
He continued that for a full day!
Even that alone was tough, but that wasn’t the most surprising!
The brilliance behind him…
“Un Gak… no, Medicine Hall Head.”
“Yes, Sect Leader.”
“Is there any like that in meditation? A technique where one is able to give out brilliance?”
“I’ve never heard of something like this before.”
“Uh?”
‘Then what is this situation?’
“Uh… how much longer will it take?”
Hyun Jong, who was perplexedly looking at Chung Myung, opened his mouth as if he, too, had become possessed.
“What…”
“How much more does he need to stir!”
“Ah! N-not much left now. Obviously, we have done enough, so at most another hour or so.”
“Is there any way to know when it is over?”
“I don’t know…”
Hyun Jong clenched his fists and looked at Chung Myung with earnest eyes.
‘I should have known.’
He was someone who had to know.
Now, Chung Myung was probably going into a realm they couldn’t understand. It was enough to guess the extent of it from his possessed eyes and the five-colored light around him.
‘Chung Myung! Just hold on a little more…’
As Hyun Jong supported him earnestly, Un Gak became wide-eyed when he spotted something.
“Uh?”
“W-why?”
“Look at that! There!”
“Uh?”
Un Gak reached out and pointed to the pot.
“Huh?”
“W-what is that?”
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
ActionThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...
