Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 317

Heonwon (12)

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Five steps forward with the wings of a bird.

A technique of moving one’s feet in a mysterious manner five times.

Jeong Yeon-shin was inspired by the footsteps of the Geumgang Budongshin Dharma.

I had a mental image of completing the five steps of the Hwanikbo, and the goal I had suddenly set was achieved immediately after I came to my senses.

It is a method created when it was white.

At the time of making the daily report, I thought that if you look at the Hwanik Ship, you would be able to act as a new sword master.

The stagnant Hwanikbo in this report quickly advanced three steps further. So it was a Hwanik Obo.

It is a martial art that brings about the initiative in the gap, and at around Chilbo, you may be able to completely control the opponent’s breathing.

It was a great achievement. It was worth reflecting on at this moment, looking at the sky as the sun set.

“How dare you, how dare you… … !”

The Bloodthirsty One was subdued by the Great Master Wonjeok.

Jeongyeonshin’s landing caused a huge aftershock. This was because she followed the Vajra Immobility Technique and stepped forward.

Balkyung, who had immense strength, rode the glass sword and cut the ligaments of the arm of the Bloodthirsty One. When he came to, even the sleeves of the bastard’s uniform were torn off.

That was why, in that brief moment, Jeong Yeon-shin and Won Jeok-dae had the leisure to chat.

The saying that a player wins was exactly right.

The non-vital blood zone.

He allowed the two masters to strike first. A swordsman who had lost his sword power was no match for the Shaolin Four Great Diamonds.

I couldn’t even chase after Jeong Yeon-shin, who stumbled down from the glass sword.

-You! What kind of trick did you just use… …!

-I guess you’re right. It’s not difficult.

The sharpness of the swordsmanship of the Bloodthirsty One lost its precision as he roughly replied to the words. While he was striking down the Great Master Wonjeok’s seal technique, his hands quickly became dizzy.

Jeongyeonshin’s interest in him also disappeared at that time. It seems he trained his endurance without much difficulty.

There was a fierce fight during the subjugation process, but it did not leave much of an impression on Jeong Yeon-shin, who had seen many peerless masters who had reached the level of purple.

The noble voice of the Great Master of Wonjeok only occasionally made the tip of my toes wiggle.

One side of the shattered rock fragments.

Saaaaa―

A thick cloud of dust swirled around the area, the aftermath of a brief fight.

Rather, it took much longer to gather the villagers who were far away across the mountain, using the lifeline of the commander of the Mu-gong army as an excuse.

There were no injuries. It seemed that they responded obediently to the unmanned Simmu-ryeon.

The village was filled with great wisdom. The people were good at living.

Even so, it was a stroke of luck. If Jeong Yeon-shin and her party had arrived even a little later, who knows what might have happened.

“You even look after our worms like this… I am truly, truly grateful.”

“Thank you, handsome immortal monk. Amitabha… …!”

“How ignorant! A temple is not Taoism! That boy Taoist priest over there on Mt. Daehwa is a sage!”

“I wish I could hold the hand of that nobleman over there. How did he turn out like that?”

“They say that the Shanxi people are generally generous in temperament… Get out! The Shim Mu-ryeon’s martial arts forces remain! It would be best to lock the door and not come out until the sun rises tomorrow!”

Yuhyeon glanced at Jeongyeonshin and pushed the villagers away. It was along with the words that the friend and the monk had done everything.

Although he looked troubled, his gesture of waving his hand was firm.

From afar, the words “the Four Great Diamonds” and “the Lotus Sutra” came out in murmurs from the mouths of the common people who were tilting their heads.

Gunyu-rin and Jeonbaek did nothing.

It was Sima Oedo. The reason Gun Yu-rin tried to surrender to Biik-hyeol-jon under false pretenses was probably not right.

A personality that places great importance on one’s own dignity, pride, and face. The same goes for his attitude when dealing with the bloodless and innocent. It was close to the aging of a successor to a noble family whose pride had been hurt.

She expressed her gratitude only to Jeong Yeon-shin. She kept glancing at him with astonished eyes.

Gunyu-rin went to inspect the Mu-gong army.

The unmanned units of Simmu-ryeon.

They arrived just after the Bibimbap was taken hostage.

It was beyond the lush bushes.

They witnessed the sight of their leader being beaten alive.

He never approached me rashly.

It was a sight that demonstrated the status that Sammujon held in Simmuryun, but because there were so many of them, even Wonjeok Daesa could not act rashly.

It was a natural thing. It was said that only a Shaolin abbot could possess the power of a thousand men.

On days when large-scale battles take place, we must be prepared for the aftermath that will have on people’s lives.

Even now, the characteristic sounds of Simmu-ryeon continue to swarm through the mountain terrain, as if they were a swarm of ants.

“Amitabha… What should we do with these living beings?”

The towering presence of the Great Master of the Wonjeok Army only stopped the martial arts army in their tracks.

He glanced at Jeongyeonshin whenever he had time. It seemed like he had a lot to say about Muhak.

Ughh …

A bloody statue of a beheaded monk with one leg broken off in a heap was lying there. It was under the feet of the great monk Wonjeok, who had struck the ground with his long staff. He was unable to hold up his body because both of his arm bones were completely shattered.

Jeongyeonshin sat on the side with less rubble. She had previously gone with Yuhyeon to find and bring the people.

The eyes of the scattered blood-stained creature were following him instead of the enemy ambassador, but rather than paying attention to him, they were focused only on observing his insides.

‘My bones almost burst.’

slowly.

I pulled my right leg up to my chest.

Swish.

There is a pain that comes only when I put my elbow on my knee. A tingling sensation spreads from my ankle ligament to my gastrocnemius muscle above my calf, my thigh, and my lower back.

It was a danger sign. It was the price paid for entering the passage of the Vajra Realm with an unhealthy body.

‘however.’

I feel good.

It is almost right to say that it is refreshing. I felt a deep sense of kinship with the martial arts of the great master.

Here and there, techniques that hint at the history of herbivory are revealed, but Jeong Yeon-shin’s senses alone trace back to the origin of that martial arts.

I felt like I had found a comrade.

Even if Master Dharma is no longer in this world, it is a great comfort.

As if a single candle had been lit in a cool, dark room.

‘Shaolin Seventy-Two Festivals.’

Some of these are Dharma’s legacy.

Jeong Yeon-shin thought as she controlled her body with the soft flow of Jeong Ga-dong-gong. She wanted to experience it all.

That was when.

hook-

A gentle wind swept past my eyes. It was accompanied by the sound of small footsteps. The calm and free temperament was familiar. The energy of the volcano wave and the dark fragrance.

“What was that nerve thing earlier? You disappeared for a moment.”

It was Yu-Hyeon who had visited the village.

Jeong Yeon-shin responded somewhat indifferently.

“Your eyes couldn’t keep up. You need to constantly practice your eye technique.”

“That’s not what I meant. And you brat, if you keep telling the truth like that, you’ll end up being hated by the higher-ups in your faction… .”

Yu-Hyeon, who had been frowning while responding, began to move his mouth smaller. If you have Ma Gwang-Ik, you are already a superior.

“Do you have the Jasodan? If you keep it in your bosom, it will get crushed.”

“I put it in my bag.”

“Don’t talk about things like that outside. If you’re at Jasodan, you could cause a bloody uproar in the martial arts world. There are more than one or two people targeting you, so if you’re careless, you’ll be torn apart in an instant.”

“The bag of the Emperor is sturdy. It can hold all kinds of things.”

“Yeah, yeah. I don’t have anyone to worry about, so Yeonhwa Natara… … .”

Yu-Hyeon brushed away the plum blossom embroidery on his sleeve. He was carrying a different-looking bag on one shoulder than Jeong Yeon-Shin’s.

Jeong Yeon-shin knew that the large bag contained only a single piece of rice cake. His friend, despite his somewhat snobbish demeanor, was a true Taoist.

“Are you going?”

“Yes. I’ve delivered the message well, so I’m going to go back. I was thinking of going on a short tour of the martial arts world with you, but I can’t stand the level of the Great Lord of Ip Hwang Seong. Rather than being a burden, I’d rather do some closed-door training at Oknyeo Peak.”

“load?”

“I’m a late-blooded idiot. This is something that even old-timers like Peng’s Blade Marquis or Huang Bo’s Yang Guifei Zheng could barely get involved in. Let’s relieve our worries when we have time. Time is short.”

“… Okay, let’s do that.”

“Come visit the volcano sometime. The Master wants to see you.”

“Give my regards to the Holy Spirit.”

“You should also move your body appropriately. In order to digest the Yeongdan, you need to control your internal injuries first. Well, without the Jahashin Gong, it would be difficult to draw out all the power of Jasodan.”

Jeongyeon Shin nodded silently.

Did he start talking about Jim after seeing the Biikhyeoljon taking the common people hostage?

The difference in power was enormous. It would have been the same even if Yu-Hyeon had achieved something.

It seemed that Salmun, Mo Yong-se, and Sim Mu-ryeon had intended to cause trouble by entering the arena of the Daemun faction where they were all entangled.

However, there was no particular frustration on Chin-woo’s face.

Is it because he is confident that one day he will rise to the position of visiting Sima Weido?

If you let time pass, it will definitely happen like that. Like Yulhanangrang who used the sunset as his sword.

Yuhyeon smiled brightly.

“Take care of it.”

“Take care.”

The hems of the white uniform were fluttering carelessly.

That’s how Jeong Yeon-shin’s close friend left.

Before leaving the village, I also exchanged greetings with the Wonjeok Daesa, but the high priest of the Ming tribe simply gave me the village head in a cold manner. It was different from when I met Jeong Yeon-shin.

Gunyu-rin returned only after a moment had passed. She didn’t seem to care even though the one-armed Jeon Baek was carefully following her.

He just looked at Jeongyeonshin and Wonjeok alternately with cautious eyes.

Her footsteps continued towards Jeongyeonshin.

Damn it.

The snow floor was sunken in. The strength in the movement of his legs was different than before. It was as if his body was telling him that he had taken control of the martial arts army.

In fact, a huge sound was moving away from behind Gunyurin’s back.

It was an act that was not easy to remember, whether it was because he was showing off his lineage as a member of the Simmu clan or because he was using some kind of worldly wisdom that was hard to recall.

She opened her mouth.

“What about young Malko?”

“What?”

“Excuse me. Where is the young Taoist?”

“He left.”

“Is it like the responsibility you had to take has disappeared?”

“I just felt empty.”

Gunyu-rin’s head tilted slightly to the side at the calm answer.

“You were good at farming too? As expected, the Ma Gwang-ikju of that time was a jack-of-all-trades.”

“What about the martial arts army?”

“As you can see, I have made you retreat. Anyway, I cannot commit plunder in the area recognized by the Imperial Sword. I plan to take only my men and kill them. Will you follow me?”

“Are you sure you know the location correctly?”

“Of course. I’ve been preparing for this for years. I’ve been caught in several places in Cheonrajimang. I just gathered some of the guys who got bitten and questioned them. They said there’s a Salmun family in Taewon too.”

“Taewon?”

“Yes. It was dark under the lamp. That must be the main temple.”

Before I knew it, the corners of her mouth were turning up.

“Let’s go in a straight line now. If we set our destination as Taewon, it’ll be quick.”

There is joy in the voice. Are the achievements of killing the Salmon and the legacy of the Cheonmachong really that great?

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been staring blankly at Gun Yu-rin, opened her lips. They had been together for a long time. There was something that needed to be mentioned.

“The breakwater you’re in is trash.”

“… That’s too obvious. It would be better to say ‘Sima Oedo’ instead.”

“I know your conduct is far from evil. But your goal is to sit on the throne of the scum. Get rid of that Archduke.”

“That’s right. I have to do that to survive. It’s a problem even if I give up my right to succeed. If the author called Brother is good, he’ll come to eliminate the trouble. He won’t be able to give up unless he cuts my throat.”

“If what you say is not hypocrisy.”

The snow fell from Jeongyeonshin’s feet. He slowly got up from his seat.

“I don’t care if Sim Mu-ryeon suffers damage equivalent to destruction.”

“… … .”

Gunyu-rin, who had been silent for a moment, wet her lips with her tongue.

“… The Imperial Family wouldn’t like it. My damned clan is still a major axis of the Northern Front. There’s no one who can easily replace them, so the military tolerates the military forces. In the first place, they are far from being destroyed.”

“I asked if it was okay to lose the trash.”

Jeong Yeon-shin cut her off and asked quietly.

“… … .”

Silence swirled along with the hazy snowfall. Gunyu-rin was unable to answer.

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A vast, white fortress far from the mountains.

It was a place to look for wood.

The vast inner wall was built by carving out rocks, and only the trees lining the lakeside, visible here and there, were alive and vibrant.

It is a place where even the servants passing by have at least one extraordinary corner. The prayers of the people passing by were so outstanding that it was almost an exaggeration.

“Did you hear? The maid is learning martial arts.”

“A maid who doesn’t know martial arts came in? That must have been a big deal.”

“I heard there’s a Black Promotion Ceremony coming up… unusually early.”

“Really? Is that what the General Office said?”

“Arthur. I have a lot to tell you. Do you really think that you can’t eat something when the Magwangikju has climbed to the black…?”

“There was an explosion at Wonpyeongilgeomjang! Let’s go check it out!”

The nature of Ip Hwang Seong was like this. It was always crowded with countless people.

There was a commotion even when a handsome middle-aged man crossed the street with a dozen or so men in tow.

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong furrowed his brows furtively.

“The great lords who have just arrived at the throne… … .”

“These are the Soyeon Daeju, Myeolseom Daeju, and Yeoui Cheonju.”

The man with the style of a scholar-official who quickly followed him spoke. It was Kang Un-chan who had previously fought with Iphwangdaehyeop over the Blue Monk.

“It looks like the Queen of Heaven has had another seizure.”

“It seems so given the circumstances. He is not on good terms with Soyeon Daeju.”

“Call the masons. And move the extra desks.”

“I have already given instructions.”

“I don’t want to go. I finally got some good news that I can’t believe, but I can’t bring it up in the Wonpyeongilgeomjang… .”

The Grand General trailed off.

The scroll he was holding in his hand was written in ornate script.

[Mission Report, Shanxi Trends]

“No, no. Isn’t it a weapon that can crush those tough troublemakers?”

The veins in the hand holding the document stood out. The Grand General muttered slowly. It would be a hundred times better if this was made known quickly.