Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 270

Master of martial arts (7)

There was concern in Jeongyeonshin’s eyes. It was a phrase that calmed the shock of her nephew’s remark.

Even though the font of the Iphwangsinchang Aksurim is somewhat humorous, it is not something to be easily overlooked.

‘The single lord and the two thirteen heavenly lords… …?’

If it became widely known, the world of martial arts would be shaken. A decisive battle between the leaders of the great factions is not something that can be easily accomplished.

Just looking at the fact that the match between the Sword Master Pae and the Sword Master Seonghwa had a similar impact as the news of the masters being killed at Taebaek Mountain, it was evident that way.

For a moment, my heart fluttered at Aksurim’s words that he wanted to see me.

‘Convoy to a sanatorium?’

Jeongyeonshin thought calmly. It would be right to sort out the remaining work by considering the order of precedence.

You should not even pay attention to trivial matters.

He only caused the waves of the divine law to rise.

The wind of the Boshin nerve, which gently pushed the Yongcheon point on the sole of the foot, swept away the dirt floor. At the same time, I lifted my foot. It was toward the most important matter.

Phew.

The small back view of Jeong-hye walking slowly from a distance.

It grows bigger in his blurred, distorted vision. It was just after the transparent wind swept across his skin.

“Hey, Hye-ah.”

“huh?”

Jeong-hye immediately turns around. Their eyes meet close to her round eyes.

The child only licked his lips and showed no signs of being agitated. It wasn’t surprising, considering he had grown up in Jongnampa.

“This uncle made a slip of the tongue. I’m sorry for saying such mean things.”

Jeong-hye smiled brightly. Then, she moved her small mouth in a detailed manner, and Eun-won’s definite personality was evident from her childhood.

“Yeah! I’m sorry I said I wouldn’t play either.”

“okay.”

Jeong Yeon-shin bent down and stroked her nephew’s crown.

“Let’s try again. Once you master the Jeonggadonggong, you’ll be able to have fun with the Jongnam Martial Arts as well.”

The child nodded as her round hair was wrapped around her hand.

Jeong Yeon-shin felt relieved inside and let go of her doubts.

Was he offended by the word monkey? Maybe the problem was his words and actions that looked down on some of the strong men.

‘I must refrain from either. It is not a sin to be born dull.’

Jeong Yeon-shin realized once again through a brief reflection that the people of the world have long lifelines.

Most of them were superior to him, and he was a loser who feared an early death.

I was born inferior to others. I may not be able to be humble, but I am not in a position to put down some of the uncivilized people. Yes, adults should be humble.

At the same time, my heart pounded.

Woof-

The spiritual wheel of light spun more rapidly, becoming a little more solid.

It is a light wheel that originates from the god of the upper chamber and is directly connected to the spirit. It is the core of short-term decisive martial arts and responds to the mind that has awakened from carelessness.

The power of my masters’ skills deepens in this way as well. It depends on the characteristics of the martial arts they have learned.

A stronger energy wave flowed from the tips of his fingers. The experience of being pickled by the thirteen thousand masters and the enemies of Taebaeksan shone through.

“Hye-ah is teaching her uncle.”

The weather was nice.

Instructions continued on moving the feet in all directions and using the arm muscles in different ways, along with methods of feeling the blood vessels and veins differently.

“It’s difficult… … .”

“When Jeonggadonggong reaches the tenth level, remember this martial art whenever you feel Hye-ah’s strength is lacking.”

“The name is strange.”

“It was built by a great hero.”

The sunlight shone brightly on the white snowflakes falling, and the young uncle, with his head against his mother’s, recited in a whisper the words that would be passed down in the name of the Jeong family.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s second older brother, who was watching them from afar, had complicated emotions on his thick-skinned face.

It was until dusk.

At that time, Ma Gwang-ik-ju taught Jeonggadonggong and Hwan-gang to his disciple Jeong Hye and went to bed.

There was no one. White darkness seeped through the window paper.

Swish.

Jeongyeonshin, leaning back against the wall opposite, lowered her eyes.

Even after returning from Taebaeksan, he was unable to relax. He first examined Jeong-hye’s body, which had accepted Yeo-ryeong’s magic.

He was a very young child. He had no idea what kind of symptoms would occur the moment he tried to drive out the magic with his magical powers.

The path of the energy of Jongnampa Taeeulshinkong has been redesigned. It was thanks to the permission of Geomryong Wijimyohwa.

He prevented the devil from looking into his nephew’s mind.

By referring to the magic formula of Hwan-gang, she stabilized her body, and through this, Jeong-hye was able to obtain magical energy that became stronger as she cultivated her Taoist internal energy.

Although Wijimyohwa seemed very surprised by this result, Jeongyeonshin did not bother to ask why.

Anyway, it was for the best. I was satisfied that my nephew was getting better.

‘It’s done now.’

Suddenly, my body feels relaxed. Is the tension finally subsiding? The pain I’ve endured since the Gwibaekshin Sword has sunk deep into my body.

The overworked Jeongsu-ri became cold. For the first time, the winter air seemed to caress her skin.

My eyes are closed.

My vision was blurred by my eyelashes.

“Thank you.”

Suddenly, the fragrant scent of tea wafted in, and a clear voice pushed away the silence that had settled in the room. It seemed as if Asrai had called out several times.

Jeongyeonshin felt a warm hand while she was half-asleep. Soon after, she felt the soft texture of the bedding on her skin.

‘I decided to enjoy tea ceremony with the swordsman Daehyeop.’

A person who must carry out the legacy of rebuilding the Jongnam faction.

He developed a deep bond with his brother. He was also the one who would lead his second brother and nephew.

The Taoist principles of Taeeulsingong that she taught had the power of regeneration. It seemed that she had taught them not only for Jeong-hye but also with him in mind.

Jeong Yeon-shin spoke in a hazy state of consciousness.

I left a copy of the Chronicles of the Extinct Swords on the table, but I was worried about Daehyeop, Hye-ah, and my second oldest brother.

He also said that I could rely on him at any time. I think that was the case.

“It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay.”

For a while, a soft whisper tickled my ear.

* * *

The Magwangik masters left Xi’an immediately. They were a group of over twenty people, and they were accompanied by a carriage carrying the large liquor.

The sight of the masters engraving the rough emperor character surrounding a carriage caught the attention of many people.

However, among the Sima Weidao in Shaanxi, there were almost no groups left that could attack the Blue and White groups of the Ihwangseong clan.

The void left by the high-ranking masters who died at the hands of the contemporary Ma Gwang-ikju was enormous.

There were even ominous rumors about the ‘Myeongjeolsima Chongram’ going around, so the vitality of the Shaanxi martial arts world was at an unprecedented low along with the fall of the Hwasan faction.

“What the heck is going on?”

“He’s completely exhausted. It looks like he’s naturally brought about the Great Law of Turtle Breath. Well, he’s done that much… … .”

“This is the second day. Is that okay?”

“Even though his pulse has changed, his energy is fine. He really is just asleep.”

“Rather, the atmosphere is stabilizing a little bit.”

The carriage was indeed equipped with a small bed.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was lying down, kept falling asleep and waking up repeatedly.

The reason is that the body, which was polished with Jeonggadonggong, entered a period of self-recovery, but the body’s regenerative power was not the same as before.

The continuous fierce fighting was enough to damage the body’s vitality.

“Isn’t it strange? Why doesn’t it wake up even when I call it?”

“That means you’ve had a tough day. Even the energy it takes to stay conscious is a luxury. I didn’t mention the Gwisikdae method for nothing.”

“I want to go in for a bit and come out… … .”

“Baekmyo-ya. You don’t have to worry about the white clothes. Daeju is black. If he feels alive anywhere, his body will wake up on its own. Right now, he’s just sleeping like a young bear because he trusts us. It means that Ma Gwang-ik has taken hold of his subconscious. It’s really, really embarrassing.”

While the white warriors, including Jegal Cheong-a and Shin So-bin, looked worried, the blue masters looked impressed in other aspects.

Among the disciples of Daebangpa, Iphwangseong Muin has experienced the most actual combat.

Because his knowledge of martial arts was broader than theirs, he was not shaken by his juniors.

It was often seen as an appearance of the best players in both internal and external martial arts who pushed their aerodynamics and physical strength to their limits.

The longer Daeju fell asleep, the quicker his steps became.

In this way, Ma Gwang-ik crossed the southeastern part of Shaanxi Province and headed straight for Yangyang.

Even though he pretended not to care, he cared about Daejoo.

After eating the meat of a lucky catch of wild boar around a campfire on the snow-covered ground, Jeong Yeon-shin did not wake up for three days.

Even the moment we reached the outer wall of Yangyang, there was no sign of us opening our eyes.

“I remember Taeyeonryong lighting the fire back then. What did he put in the meat?”

“He might have used some tricks to achieve the Samadhi Evolution. Just like the famous sect leader.”

“That guy would do it. I knew him from the moment he fell asleep next to the grave. Did he hold a grudge against the Lord who took the precious poppy? When everything was over, he got up.”

“These humans now…?”

In the middle of the road leading to Yangyangbu.

The road was very wide. There were many signs, pedestals, and candles going to and from the castle.

“Your noble blue lords, there are so many of you… … .”

“It looks like you’ve just finished a big job. With something of that scale, you should be able to see a black robe.”

“That’s why we wait. Even the most mysterious people show their faces in Yangyang.”

There was a loud commotion.

The crowd grew larger and larger.

Even though the snow-covered plain was vast, everyone’s eyes were focused on Ma Gwang-ik. Some even recognized the faces of Cheongmyeong and Baek Mi-ryeo.

Ma Gwang-ik faced a new problem: he was among the gossiping people.

Baek Mi-ryeo put her hand on the wall of the carriage.

“What should I do?”

It is right to show up here. If Jeongyeonshin is aiming for the purple promotion, then she should do so. The purple promotion of Ip Hwangseong is a rank with great symbolic meaning.

You cannot rise to fame by just doing nothing, and you must first be widely known. This is especially true in Yangyang, where your true nature is located.

Heonwonchang nodded vigorously.

“How much is the merit of the establishment?”

“At this point, it’s called General Gyeom-jae. Rumors will spread. It’s better to drive a wedge in.”

Cheongmyeong, standing on the other side, muttered.

However, the black color of the yellowish color had to be intact at all times. It was the treasured sword of the Shingeomdan. It could break, but it could not show any signs of rust.

It was the fate of the masters to reveal their rough edges, but the breath of the pure spirit spreading out from the carriage was still even and deep.

“There is one way that comes to mind.”

Taeyeonryong opened his mouth with a smirk.

“What was that So-ryeong-ju guy like? Let’s just pick four people who are good at reading the mind.”

* * *

I bought a kiln from one of the top places there.

It was the seat where the luxuriously decorated upper chamberlain sat.

He refused the offer and paid the price in the name of Magwangikju. Taeyeonryong, who had changed from a junior to the leader of the action team, took the lead in everything.

The deity was seated in a magnificent palanquin made of sandalwood.

Then he made me rest my elbows on the armrests and rest my chin on my hands.

At that time, Ma Gwang-ik-ju did not get up even when his posture became stiff due to the blood being poured on him.

It was a contrast to how he had previously opened his eyes to the wild boar’s speculation, and at that moment, even Taeyeonryong paused for a moment.

“It’s not that I didn’t feel alive, it’s that Daeju was extremely tired.”

Baek Mi-ryeo, who was nearby, said something.

The four guardian deities of Sawolgunggwi, Wi Ye-ryeong, Surama Baek, Na Il-cheon, Tae-yeom-ryong, and Heon-won-chang carried the palanquin.

They glanced at the prince, who had his eyes closed and his chin resting on his handsome face. At first glance, he looked like a nobleman who was indifferent to everything.

Wi Ye-ryeong, a famous person, and Na Il-cheon, who came from Bo-hyeol-dae, made expressions that seemed extremely uneasy.

“You don’t seem like the type of person who would like this kind of thing.”

“It is the entertainment of life.”

Taeyeonryong gave a vague reply to Wiyeoryeong’s words and stepped forward.

The improvement ceremony continued on that road. Heonwonchang, who had finally met Taeyeonryong and Jukjuk, shouted loudly with a bright face.

―Destroyed the Sungyeojimun, Chamjeolgak, Daeryungwijinpa, Geommamun, Jongcheondomun, and Hwiwolga of Shaanxi! He defeated the senior leader of the Paegeomjong clan and the first horse of Shaanxi in Yeoling! The king of Shaanxi and the leader of the water king clan, the chief guardian of Yeoling for generations! And he even killed the Soryungju of Yeoling with a single stroke of his sword… … .

It was a time when even the seniors around me were surprised by the incredibly deep aerodynamics.

A voice like the roar of a Shaolin lion clawed through the air.

– It’s the procession of the Magwangikju!

The long line of people extending to the main gate was noisy.

It seemed as if the air of Yangyangbu, spread out wide, was rippling.

“Magwangikju? The Great Swordsman of Naraksal Margin… …?”

“When will you die! You’re the best islander! The best of the best!”

“The rumors were true! They said they completely destroyed Shaanxi!”

The crowd split into two streams.

This is a rare improvement ceremony for a high-ranking military officer of the Imperial Palace.

This usually happened after the Imperial Sword Master had accomplished a great feat, and one day, the last one was the former Shingeomdanju who was aiming for the position of the head of the Imperial Castle. In an instant, shouts filled the air.

Waaaa …

The blue-haired masters, with expressions that said they couldn’t bear to look at him and a look of hesitation, moved around Magwangikju.

However, about half of them did not hide their amusement.

Now there was an excuse to tease the young master of Storm and Stress. It was one of the few pastimes of the noble elite masters.

“Will it have any negative effects on Daeju’s body?”

“Have you ever touched it while doing a dance? It was like a lump of muscle, like a rock. It doesn’t have much effect at this level.”

It was a mimicry created by the best masters of the world.

The carriage carried by the blue-clad masters skilled in the art of reverence did not shake as if it were carrying a portrait.

This means that the appearance of lowering the eyelashes while keeping the chin raised is maintained.

The attitude of Ma Gwang-ik-ju Jeong Yeon-shin was extremely arrogant.

His appearance, which was closer to that of a nobleman than a Han Chinese, drew praise rather than complaints. Cheers continued without end. How could he be so manly?

“How trustworthy!”

“Isn’t this an attitude that says there are no rivals in the world! A posture befitting a pitch-black robe!”

“In times of chaos, Yangyang can only be the most peaceful in the world! The royal swords will protect it!”

The procession continued past the city of Ip Hwang-seong.

First, I had to stop by the General Office, where officials and their representatives from all over the world were sitting with uncomfortable expressions.

They said it was because of the recent chaos in public security. Official uniforms of all colors were fluttering.

A road surrounded on both sides by green bushes that are unusual for winter.

The blue-haired man who was passing by took the lottery ticket from Jeong Yeon-shin and whispered to Cheongmyeong in the lead.

“Welcome back safely. You will go to the castle lord as soon as you report your return to the Grand Commander. Magwangikju and his accompanying warriors were ordered to come up without delay.”

“hmm?”

Taeyeonryong’s eyebrows slightly flinched as he held a single axle of the palanquin.