Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 316

Heonwon (11)

The eyes of the man sitting on the rock and Jeongyeonshin met.

Jiying.

A resonance rang in my mind.

It was as if a sword had been cut for a moment. It was a communication between masters.

Jeongyeonshin felt an extremely strong energy wave.

‘It feels like the sword has been melted into my internal energy. I am an extremely powerful swordsman.’

It wasn’t an ordinary aerodynamic wave. I could feel a hint of deep inner energy, and even an image of a sharp iron blade came to mind.

The swordsmanship that he had honed throughout his life was fully reflected in his internal energy.

He looks to be in his forties, but he is strong and mature for his age. In martial arts, he is only now considered a middle-aged man.

“You are… who I think you are.”

The man continued speaking slowly.

“It’s a state where you hold a sword in your heart. The blade is so sharp that it’s hard to look away.”

“Your kipa is also cleaned quite well.”

Jeong Yeon-shin returned the compliment with her natural humility.

At that moment, Jeon Baek, who had been frozen on the edge of the side, gasped and took a deep breath. Was it a familiarity? It seemed as if he had been treated with an unexpected rudeness.

The white swordsman didn’t even glance at Jeon Baek.

He just raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Arrogant bastard. However, you are qualified. I never thought the rumors would be true… If Salmun’s treasure falls into your hands, you will be in big trouble.”

I could immediately see through Jeong Yeon-shin’s physical condition.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the bastard’s words as if he was swallowing my brain. He said that if I didn’t do it now, it might be difficult to kill me.

Saaaa.

The sound of raindrops hitting the ground grew louder. The endless splashing of muddy water at my feet was audible.

The white swordsman sitting leisurely in front of you right now is not someone you would encounter by chance.

It has a strong and sturdy feel unique to Sim Mu-ryeon. It must be the first of the three martial arts masters who are renowned throughout the martial arts world.

The size of the rivers and lakes is the size of the continent. It is as vast as several countries connected together.

It was said that the Gwangdojon (光刀尊), who possessed the fastest and most destructive swordsmanship in the vast Hanam region, was a woman.

He was a person who was presumed to be Gunyu-rin’s teacher. If so, could he be Biik-hyeol-jon (比翼血尊), who was well-versed in the art of war and single-handedly destroyed dozens of sailing ships of the Jang Gang-su-ro-chae?

‘They say that Sim Mu-ryeon Biik-hyeol-jon wields twin swords.’

In any case, he is a strong man who proves that Jeong Yeon-shin has completely melted into the upper echelons of the martial arts world.

He has risen to the position of being a companion of the Shaolin Four Great Diamonds. There is no longer an ordinary person among those he meets.

It may be that the upper body, which is close to the state of the light reflection, is attracting strong people. It may be the fateful power that contains divine power.

‘If someone so young has such great aura… I usually say that they must be from a noble family.’

Adult Jeong Yeon-shin recalled her uncle’s advice.

It was different from before he ascended the ranks of the Magwangikju. The lives of his subordinates depended on the judgment of the Great Leader. He had to develop an eye for people.

Sarak.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of clothes brushing next to me. The invisible energy embedded in the silk fabric was thick and dense.

“I wondered if what I saw was real. Killing my guest? Who would do that?”

It was Gunyu-rin’s slightly hoarse voice.

He walked next to Jeongyeon Shin with his shoulders back.

He held his head up straight and placed his hand on the armor behind his back. The invisible spirit was amazing.

“Why are you intervening now? When I was almost killed by the Green Forest General, didn’t you move an inch? I thought you didn’t have any secret guards back then.”

They seemed familiar with each other.

The white-robed swordsman’s reaction was also like that.

“Because I knew that the princess would figure it out on her own. This time it’s different.”

A face that seemed to be dealing with something trivial. An attitude that found complicated explanations annoying. Although it was clearly formal, no particular respect was evident.

A sharp wrinkle like a knife was engraved between Gunyurin’s eyebrows.

“What’s the difference? The total debt owner, Buwolpacheon (斧月破天), is more dangerous… … .”

“It’s not just any other place, it’s the imperial sword. The skill that the author possesses is strong enough to lead Bokryong Hwansaeng to death. In the strict class order of Iphwangseong, if you are a high-ranking person who has surpassed the limits of age, you should keep your distance if you consider your position. How much influence the current Ma Gwang-ikju can have on the martial arts world… It would be difficult for a princess’s small head to properly calculate it. I understand. Just step away.”

His weariness was palpable in this rather long story.

The tone of the explanation was almost like a lecture. It was the appearance of a powerful figure in the sect trying to appease a reckless superior.

Chaang!

Gunyu-rin pulled out the long sword. The afterimage of the sword that arose in a large trajectory disappeared, raising a cloud of dust.

A weapon as big as her body was held in one hand like a wooden staff.

“Your tongue is long. Why are you deceiving me so little?”

Her voice now took on the growl of a beast.

His black hair, fluttering along with the strong air waves behind his back, looked like the young general’s cannon.

“You’re following your brother’s orders, right? It’s hard to kill me when you’re with me. It’s hard to naturally drive me out with the blinding knives and poisonous needles of those murderous rascals.”

The Grand Duke of Simmu-ryeon was mentioned.

Jeongyeon Shin’s fingers, which had approached the waistband inspection, twitched slightly.

A person who has a grudge against him even though he has never met him. The fiancé of Geom Ye-hwa, who was beheaded while trying to kill a commoner.

After some time had passed, we met Sim Mu-ryeon’s men who had come to seek revenge.

The Grand Duke sent troops to kill him, but they failed to achieve their goal because the Qing Qilin’s Emperor’s Sword was a major variable.

‘They say that Kang-ho’s favor comes back even after washing his face with gold powder.’

The grudge that started when he first entered the martial arts world continues to this day, even to this day, when he is looking down on purple.

Jeong Yeon-shin realized once again the swamp-like nature of the world of martial arts. Now, wherever she goes, she will see enemies lying in ambush.

“The princess’s words and actions are still reckless.”

The white swordsman slowly shook his head.

“Your men are listening. Please refrain from making baseless assumptions.”

Still in the same half-lying position on the rock.

He must have great confidence in his honed swordsmanship. He looked at Jeong Yeon-shin and Won Jeok-dae simultaneously, but he was calm.

“Don’t be ridiculous. The eyes of your subordinates are yours, so don’t you care? How dare you show off your lies… … .”

He was shaking with anger. He was not the proud Gun Yu-rin who was like the embodiment of self-reliance.

The figure of the successor to the power whose pride was greatly hurt was revealed.

“I know. We have to compete with the Murong clan over the remaining treasures in Cheonmachong, but you don’t like the fact that I’m dragging in a powerful variable? You’re meddling in the competition for the successor and making excuses like that…!”

“Stop it. This rambling is too long.”

Jeongyeonshin cut her off.

I had a rough idea of the situation surrounding me.

‘It’s getting organized.’

Salmun guarding the Cheonmachong Tomb.

Mo Yong-se and Sim Mu-ryeon are after the legacy of Cheonma.

Within the Simmu-ryeon, Gunyu-rin and the Grand Duke were fighting over the right to succeed.

The swordsman in front of him sided with the Grand Duke, and Gun Yu-rin, who was also looking for Salmun, treated Jeong Yeon-shin with respect, thereby unintentionally drawing in the Four Great Diamonds of Shaolin Temple.

There could be no variable more unstable than this for Grand Duke Sim Mu-ryeon.

“You said the village was dead. Is it your fault that there is no sign of life?”

Before the purpose, he asked about the safety of the people. This was the attitude of most of the unmanned people of the Imperial City. At the same time, Wonjeok, who was looking at him from the side, muttered a low displeasure.

“Amitabha…!”

The sound of the Great Shaolin Four Great Diamonds was full of exclamations.

Jeong Yeon-shin quickly shook off the feeling of being like a five-year-old child. This was a situation where she had to approach it with a serious attitude. Even if her grandfather, who had shaved his head, was by her side.

“… … .”

The white swordsman did not answer.

He just smiled strangely. The corners of his lips, which had a somewhat reserved feel, were turned up like a sword blade, which was annoying. It did not look good in Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes.

“I asked you what you did. Answer me.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said.

“The youngest black. Favored by the Lord of the Heavenly Kingdom, of noble birth, King of the Flower-Zhong-Am Mountains of Sachon, born as a lotus flower in Shanxi… … .”

Sim Mu-ryeon’s Mu-jon continued speaking slowly. While looking at Jeong Yeon-shin, he never lost sight of Won-jeok Daesa.

“There’s nothing that doesn’t go your way.”

“… … ?”

“It must have seemed like the world existed for you. I’ve been watching from afar lately, but now that you’ve finally captured the princess of the original family and the Shaolin Four Great Diamonds, I can see why Yeo-ryeong and Pae-geom-jong wanted to kill you. And since you’re a blood relative of the Pae-hyeop, you could probably force a Hwasan-ji-yak (華山之約) on the old school elders who are living their lives leisurely. I’m worried… … .”

Ting— Ting—

He tapped his index finger with the hand that supported his upper body behind him. The tip of his finger hit the top surface of the rock, but the sound it made was a strange vibration.

Looking closely, I saw that it wasn’t a rock face being struck. A long, colorless, transparent sword was lying around, along with an iron sword.

It’s a double sword.

“It’s the Glass Spirit Sword. You have to be careful.”

Gunyu-rin gritted her teeth and whispered.

I didn’t reveal the man’s identity. There was no need to reveal it.

Simmulyeon’s Biikhyeoljon.

An extremely powerful swordsman who treats his two new swords like wings.

He is the youngest of the three martial artists. He became the sword master of Grand Prince Simmu-ryeon at an unusually young age. It is said that his natural swordsmanship is truly formidable.

There is a famous anecdote that the head of the Heungsan faction of the old school gave a speech.

It is said that when he was young, he told the Biikhyeoljon to come up to Heungsan. It was an offer of initiation from the absolute ruler of the Old Gate School. The world of martial arts was in an uproar over that incident.

It wasn’t Jeongyeonshin’s job.

“I ask one last time. What did you do with the villagers?”

He spoke while slowly stretching the muscles of his entire body with his right hand.

The trace amount of energy contained in the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points moved slowly.

An invisible contraction and relaxation continued from the thighs up to the waist, eventually reaching both shoulders and wrists. It was a battle stance.

‘This is not the time to be discussing my injuries.’

Did he sense that subtle movement? The hem of the white clothes of the Bloodthirsty Demon moved slightly.

“I don’t think I need to take any risks here.”

He said.

“Leave the princess behind and go back. Whatever you do in Sanseo, I will not interfere. Once you turn back this way, the village will return to its original state.”

“What do you believe in?”

“In the name of the main deity, isn’t this a proposal that the great lord of Ip Hwang Seong should accept?”

The meaning was clear. The people were being taken hostage.

“How about we just talk properly?”

Yu-Hyeon, who had been silent, stepped forward.

The plum blossom embroidery on the boy Taoist priest’s sleeve fluttered elegantly.

“I know why you Simmu-ryeon can’t tell the difference between heaven and earth. In return for raising a martial arts army in the north, you receive protection from the imperial family. I can also understand why you’re reluctant to get involved with Yeonshin. It’s because it’s more burdensome to touch than before. Maybe the imperial family will take away your special privileges.”

There was no wavering in his eyes, and his words were clear.

Even if Jeongyeon Shin and Wonjeok weren’t around, he would have spoken frankly like this. That was the spirit of the old school.

The bloodthirsty dragon laughed bitterly.

Swish.

He slowly stood up, holding a transparent glass sword and a treasured sword, and the rainwater that had been pouring down in a blur began to be pushed away in all directions. He had properly raised his internal energy.

He opened his mouth.

“This is a great undertaking. Do you think that one Magwangikju can replace the military supplies to the northern front? No one in the world would think so.”

“It’s just your opinion. Wouldn’t the all-powerful Zhuge Liang be able to do that?”

Yu-Hyeon replied. Before he knew it, he was hiding behind Jeong Yeon-Shin’s shoulder.

“That’s nonsense.”

The swordsman of Simmu-ryeon laughed.

“Now that I look at it, the current Ma Gwang-ik-ju didn’t have the skills to defeat Bokryong Hwan-saeng on his own. Even considering his internal injuries, it’s the same. It’s only natural since they’re the same age. I don’t know what method he used back then, but Ip-hwang-shin-chang must have played a big part.”

Jeongyeonshin didn’t answer. She just focused on training her body.

Salmon, Moryong Se-ga, and Sim Mu-ryeon.

The Biikhyeoljon is the core force of Simmulyeon. If he falls here, the martial arts forces that entered Shanxi will also have no choice but to falter.

Rather, it is as if Jeong Yeon-shin is removing the variable called Sim Mu-ryeon in advance.

The only problem is the villagers who were driven out by his men.

That was when.

Did the same thought come to mind when I locked eyes with Jeongyeonshin?

“Are you going to ignore the people’s livelihood? One signal and they’ll be all gone.”

The bloodthirsty man spoke with twisted lips.

He stood tall on a rock, holding two swords. An extremely stern disposition flowed from his entire body. At the same time, the bushes in all directions trembled.

The sound of the approaching army of martial artists shaking the earth with a “Kugu-kung” could be heard in the dozens. Ma Gwang-ik-ju, who had not yet recovered from his internal injuries, seemed to be saying that it was their turn.

The commander is the bloodthirsty non-combatant.

The position of Gun Yu-rin, who stood next to Jeong Yeon-shin, was different.

“He is a human who has culminated all his original swordsmanship into a dual sword technique. It is said that he is a talent that cannot be satisfied with just one sword.”

She pursed her lips with a look of despair.

“It will be difficult to fight in your current physical condition. No matter how much you soften, right now… … .”

Jeongyeonshin looked at her blankly.

“What are you talking about? We decided to go all the way to Salmun.”

“I’ll just go back. I’m sorry for bothering you. Since you have the Sadaegumgang who thinks terribly of you by your side, I think we can make our way through. It was quite enjoyable.”

Sabak.

Gunyurin’s coarse hair sweeps across the field of vision.

Unlike what she had told him, her movements were extremely light. Her leather shoes, which had been treading on the snow, left a faint ripple pattern behind them.

It was a wave of nerves. Contrary to his words and actions of giving up on everything, he was trying to get close to the bloodthirsty spirit and stab him with a knife.

“People’s livelihood, people’s livelihood.”

The mockery of the bloodless being grew stronger.

“The Ip Hwang Seong are those who spread rumors all over the world. Seeing that the world’s best magician, Ma Gwang Ik Ju, can’t move, I think it’s time to think about the murderous moths here… … .”

“Wooden Guanyin.”

A soft disapproval sounded.

It was right to the right of Jeong Yeon-shin. Won Jeok-dae-sa, who had been standing still, moved.

Damn it.

Shaolin martial arts are said to be majestic. With just one step, I felt incredibly heavy.

Jeongyeonshin forced herself to stimulate her senses. The upper part of her head was instantly filled with a mysterious light.

He focused all his energy on the enemy ambassador next to him. With his own sense of pulling time, which never stops, like a rag.

‘I was wondering. I’m sure it will help.’

The rustling of coniferous leaves overhead has died down.

The wind flows rapidly and slowly.

The surrounding scenery and sounds were the same. Jeong Yeon-shin was soon able to see Won Jeok-dae-sa with his back turned right before her eyes.

The orange-colored Seungpo cliffs rise straight up towards the Biikhyeoljeon.

‘That’s… … .’

There is no sign of anything particularly fast or urgent.

It just felt like moving my body. But in this dull world, the only one who moves is Wonjeok Daesa. He continued to head towards the Biikhyeoljon.

I felt a passage. It was accompanied by a grand idea.

―When you forget about movement, there is no distinction of space.

It was invisible. There was only a suction force sucking the skin.

Jeongyeon Shin forced herself to lift her feet as if possessed. She didn’t care even though the thigh muscles on both sides of her thighs were tightening as if they were being ripped apart.

I recognized a certain person from the perspective of the Great Master Wonjeok. As I went back in time through the seventy-two seasons of Shaolin, I felt an incredible sense of kinship, as if it was piercing through my mind.

Warm comfort soaks my heart.

It was as if I had momentarily touched someone’s fingertips. With a timeless inspiration.

A huge name flashed through my mind.

Dharma.

‘A person just like me left behind… … .’

Swish―

The ambassador of the original world steps into the sky.

I rode the wind with my leather shoes. I completely surrendered to the allure of the straight space.

My vision became blurry. Was it because I had forcibly stepped into the realm of super-ascension? Even blood was occasionally spotted before my eyes. It seemed as if several blood vessels in my eyeball had burst.

Jeongyeonshin stretched out her legs without paying attention, as if she was floating in the air.

Once, twice, three times… … .

… When he came to, he was standing with his two feet on a creepy transparent blade like a fan. It was one of the new recruits of the Simmu-ryeon called the Glass Sword.

Hwaaaaak―!

The icy winter wind passed by, scratching my skin. The time passage of the Shaolin Secret Book’s Diamond Unmoving Spirit Method was released.

Underneath his eyes, the Bloodthirsty One looked up at him with a look of astonishment, while next to him, the Great Master Wonjeok was stepping on another iron sword while carrying a load on his back.

“hmm?”

The moment Jeongyeonshin’s eyes met, the famous monk opened his mouth slightly. He was an old monk who rarely showed his emotions. It meant that he was extremely surprised.

“When did the alms come?”

“I’m used to this kind of thing… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin gave a vague answer.