As soon as the monk who was standing in front of the gate of Mount Hua found Hae Bang, he asked.
“Did you finish the work, teacher?”
Hae Bang nodded his head lightly.
“Um, yes. Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
The two men moved from their position and began to descend the steep mountain.
“How was Mount Hua?”
“Amitabha…”
Hae Bang mumbled a prayer and stayed silent with a subtle expression. And then closed his eyes as he said.
“I don’t know what to say.”
The novice monk looked at his teacher’s expression and asked.
“Is there anything ambiguous about them, teacher?’
“I am a human too; how can I understand everything clearly?”
“Does that mean Mount Hua is a strange place that even teacher couldn’t figure out?”
Hae Bang said,
“It is strange… well. It is different from what I heard. The atmosphere of the mountain and the energy that I felt from within is different. Not a single thing seemed to indicate that Mount Hua is a declining sect.”
“Then the opinion of the public that Mount Hua is reviving isn’t wrong.”
“Yes and no.”
It was an odd answer.
Hae Bang stayed silent and said.
“It is true that the force of Mount Hua is higher than expected, but it will take a long time for them to restore their former glory. But it isn’t impossible.”
“Can I ask why?”
“Um. I can give three reasons.”
As if organizing his thoughts, he stayed silent and said.
“First, the martial arts of the sect. Those who had mastered the martial art of the sect and those who had not was clear. The elders of the sect did not seem well-versed in martial arts.”
“That is fatal.”
It could definitely be called fatal because the biggest condition for a prestigious sect was their martial arts.
The martial arts of the sect was what made a sect prestigious, and Mount Hua didn’t have that.
“Second. There is no literacy in martial arts. The seniors cannot stand upright, so they cannot achieve anything, and thus, the students have nobody to follow. Although self-discipline and learning are important, when it comes to martial arts, there is a need to have someone who can guide and teach a disciple.”
The novice monk nodded.
“And third. Mount Hua may be regaining its name and power, but it seems like the strict discipline they followed in the past wasn’t restored. If a hierarchy doesn’t stand, the disciples of the sect cannot establish anything, and the name of the Plum Blossom Sword Saint, who was once the best in the world, will never be recovered.”
After saying that, Hae Bang had a sad expression on his face.
‘Unfortunate…’
No matter how much he thought, he couldn’t find a specific answer.
“Then teacher…”
“Hmm?”
Hae Bang turned his head slightly and looked at the novice monk.
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
AcciónThe 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...
