Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 338

Paedo (3)

That was when.

The sound of the hem of a garment fluttering pierced the air.

It came down in a straight line, spreading the characteristic repetitive air waves of light air. It was a single step from the hill on the other side to the empty lot where Jeongyeonshin was located.

widely.

She came down with a light stepping sound. Baekmyo Shin So-bin. The ends of her long braided hair rose and fell slightly in the headwind of the light air.

It seemed like he spent some time looking around and twisting his hair.

“My Lord, I think it’s okay now.”

“thanks.”

Jeongyeonshin smiled faintly.

A disciple who went up the hill to protect the law despite his father’s refusal. He is honing his seemingly reckless disposition into a sparkling wit. He has been doing this for years.

Even when Jeong Yeon-shin entered the army, he alone searched for a way out from the outskirts.

All he taught her was martial arts, but Shin So-bin grew on her own as if to prove that she was born into a noble family. She was worthy of being entrusted with scouting at any time.

Swish.

Shin So-bin leaned forward slightly, leaning on both knees. A playfulness flashed through her eyes as she looked down at Dae-ju.

“You’re grateful, aren’t you? You didn’t think it was strange, did you?”

“… … .”

“Your Majesty, the martial arts formula isn’t blocked like that.”

“If you don’t have inspiration, you’ll get stuck.”

Jeong Yeon-shin had long since discovered one of his own qualities from those who slandered his character.

He had the talent to ignore the accusations and calmly make excuses. However, it didn’t work on the experts, such as Ma Gwang-ik, who knew Daeju well.

Shin So-bin straightened her back.

“They say that Maga and Shinga were not on good terms for generations even after making a hundred-year promise. Now I think I know why.”

She smiled brightly, pushing her hair back over her shoulder. Then, with an exaggerated posture like a high-ranking official, she began to look around.

“I’ve lived in Yangyang for a long time. When you become the new sword master, there will come a time when you will have to say empty words. For example, one day you will defeat Uncle Yong and visit the imperial palace for matters related to the rank of the sword master, or you will raise the morale of the subordinates who will go before the great master in the Hwasanjiyak Gupa Bimugyeol… … ”

Shin So-bin, who was counting Daeju’s future events one by one on her fingers like a fortuneteller, flinched.

Chilsado opened his eyes. He was lying down, facing them.

Her eyes, which are a deep red color, stand out. This is because she is looking at Jeongyeonshin with her back to the sunset.

Unlike her cheeks, which were slightly pressed against the ground and raised, her jawline, which ran down from the opposite cheek, was very pale, even though it had a twilight glow.

Her exceptionally smooth skin, like white porcelain, was evidence of her clan and status.

‘A bloodthirsty…!’

Goosebumps ran down Shin So-bin’s skin. Even though Dae-ju was right next to her, she couldn’t help it.

The youngest apostle.

A true blood cult member who is said to be close to the successor of the Blood Flame Cult Leader.

The arrogant warlords of the Jianghu region coveted the Chilsado Islands, even though they suffered great losses.

There were no good stories among the rumors about the blood demons, and Shin So-bin, who had grown up in the upper echelons of the martial arts world since birth, was even more averse to them.

But Ma Gwang-ik opened his mouth with an indifferent expression.

“I thought you’d be up.”

“… Grand Master.”

Chilsado raised his body to the side.

Her hair flows down her shoulders as softly as ebony.

The blood stains that had gathered here and there all over her body disappeared in a puff of faint smoke, and the hem of the pureblood robe she was wearing regained its bright red and smooth texture.

The evolution of Samadhi that originated from the blood pore was unfolding in an extremely delicate manner.

Jeongyeonshin glanced at the sight and then turned her gaze askance.

“You, with your strange hairstyle… … .”

“Your mouth is strange? What flea said something like that?”

She pursed her lips in a really angry tone.

The voice was as ominous as when we first met, and an unstable, irregular wave of energy flowed from his body, pushing away the dirt floor.

“no one.”

Jeong Yeon-shin concluded her speech briefly.

That seemed to be enough. The corners of Chil-sado’s mouth went up slightly.

“Of course. Anyone can see that this is a martial art tailored to me. Even though there are only a few lines left, it’s still so ecstatic. You know my acupoints so well… … .”

“Because I got your pulse.”

He took in the Seven Sado Islands again. The feeling of them touching his skin was strange.

He didn’t look sane when he looked straight at him, then quickly averted his gaze, and then glanced at him again. His rambling was also similar.

“Where did Namgung’s lover go? Wasn’t she on her way to the secret mission together? I mean Namgung and Iphwangseong.”

“… It’ll take some time.”

The coin’s infatuation has subsided somewhat, Jeong Yeon-shin muttered.

It was said that there were cases where the turbid energy rose to the head and disrupted one’s reasoning.

Before Jeong Yeon-shin met Namgung Se-jin, the blue dragon, and when she shared a time of prayer and a time of contemplation with Chil Sado. At that moment, her consciousness seemed to remain at that point.

Only the Marajin Blood Potion created by Jeongyeonshin can cure the possession of the spirit. He stared blankly at the Seven Sado for a moment, then slowly opened his lips.

“Isn’t there a magic trick? A magical technique that allows you to perceive different energy waves and body shapes when you cover your eyes.”

In an instant, her red poisonous eyes were fully revealed, both above and below.

“How did you know? I also thought it was strange that I had the blood-preserving brocade scarf in my arms. It’s the leader’s sacred item.”

“Take it out and write it down. It goes back to its original state.”

“You and me? Me… … ?”

There was no sign of rejection. Chil-sado simply blinked as if in a dream. Filling her jade-like retina with the image of the young Jeong Yeon-shin, she stared blankly for a moment…

Suddenly, the young man’s head tilted slightly to the side.

“Before I met Namgung Se-ga, I must have looked strange… … .”

That was when.

Jeongyeonshin couldn’t quite finish muttering.

Suddenly, a loud noise like thunder rang out. A circular shock wave lined up in the distant sky, and within it, a red light with a white tint came down like lightning.

Damn it.

A man wearing a pink robe stepped into the middle of the empty space. A strong headwind from the void rose above his soft footsteps.

It was a state where even the reaction of the mind was transferred to the air. Soon after, three wild boars flew in together and fell down, using the magic of the air.

The traitorous Ma Yeon-jeok smiled at his grandson.

“I just watched because it seemed like you had no time to spare.”

“Grandfather.”

“I think it’ll be okay now.”

He glances at Chilsa-do and speaks to him.

In an instant, her lips moved to say the word “Grandfather.”

At the same time, Mayanjeok’s eyebrows twitched greatly, but he had to immediately turn his head to Jeongyeonshin. The time allowed was limited.

“The time given to the old man is not very long, so today I will shamelessly act like a grandfather to you.”

* * *

The grandfather moved to his seat.

They sat side by side on a rock on a hillside bathed in faint moonlight, looking out at the dark ridge together.

“Your martial arts skills have become much stronger.”

Ma Yeon-jeok said.

“I would like to tell you in advance what you will know now. Since the lord is likely to be away, I will let you know at least a little so that you will feel at ease.”

“What do you mean by things you will come to know?”

“There are many things you must encounter and resolve in the purple realm. This is because the world is always short of hands. The Lord’s departure is also related to this.”

“I don’t understand the English.”

“Do you know the entire text of the Great Ming Outline?”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been looking at her grandfather’s profile for a moment, recited the phrase without asking any more questions. It was a phrase she had heard before Jongnampa and Paegeomjong came to Jeonggajang.

“From the gates of heaven, our long-eared and short compatriots returned, destroyed the wicked Yuan Dynasty, and established the Great Ming together with Taizu.”

“What is the first chapter and the eighth chapter?”

“A giant evil spirit came chasing our compatriots, but we were able to close the door in time and destroy it.”

“Remember this. The purple world you will encounter in the future will be similar to the Bokmajeon. You may even get to see the Jiaolong in real life.”

Bokmajeon. It refers to a cave where the devil is hiding.

It didn’t sound like a lie. It was a story that vaguely told me where my grandfather had been and what he had been doing.

I could roughly guess how busy he was in the world of martial arts.

“It’s like grasping at clouds. To be more specific… … .”

“You can hear it in your nature. More than that, I wanted to tell you why you should further develop your martial arts. Your martial arts have become incredibly strong even now.”

“Are you teaching me?”

“If there’s anything you’re curious about, just tell me. With your current senses, all kinds of topics will come to mind.”

Mayeonjeok spoke in a gentle voice. Jeongyeonshin immediately opened her mouth.

“Now that Samhwachwijeong is within arm’s reach, I wonder what kind of realm Ogijowon is. I heard from my uncle that it is a peerless realm… The studies of these invincible people, who are counted on one hand as one of the top ten invincible people in the world, must be very profound.”

“Are you talking about Ogijowon?”

Mayeonjeok burst into laughter.

“There is no such realm.”

“yes?”

“just.”

At that moment, Jeongyeonshin had no choice but to forget her manners and look up at the sky. The feeling that the surroundings had become brighter for a moment was not an illusion.

All the stars that came into view, those that were sparsely clustered together, were growing bigger and bigger. The starlight that was not even obscured by the moonlight was brought down by my grandfather’s gesture.

My eyes were suspicious.

slowly.

Threads of a whitish sheen bend and gather towards the ancestors.

The flash was spectacular. Hundreds of comet tails, reminiscent of the creation of heaven and earth, poured down dreamily.

The glowing rays of light were engraved into the air like a mandala.

“Can you reveal all the martial arts you’ve honed throughout your life with just one technique?”

My grandfather continued speaking in a calm tone.

“That one thing determines the realm of the unrivaled. That’s where the purple and black paths diverge.”

“… … .”

“The state of Samhwachwijeong is simply the state necessary to realize the martial arts in your head with your body.”

Jeongyeonshin suddenly realized that the sight in the sky was nothing more than an illusion.

It was like a sword that had reached its peak splitting into dozens of swords. It was not some magic, but a harmony created by my grandfather’s martial arts.

The light-filled void was twisted with immense force.

It was a worldly, ignorant principle. It was completely out of the realm of reason. The rumor that the Heavenly Master could cut down even the providence of the thirteen heavenly states would not be an exaggeration.

‘This is not a martial arts formula.’

He thought.

‘He has manifested enlightenment outside the body.’

Jeong Yeon-shin recalled the sharp sword of the Hwasanpa leader. It was a sword that seemed to use the horizon covered in sunset as a sword.

Of all the masters I’ve seen so far, this was the most splendid and mysterious, but my grandfather’s light gesture was even better.

“That guy Mo Yong-ga had it too.”

Mayeonjeok blurted it out. As if he was displeased with himself for mentioning such trivial things.

Something immediately came to Jeong Yeon-shin’s mind. Chuksin Hye-geuk. A stabbing move that came with Murong Ga-ju’s sword fist.

At that time, Jeongyeonshin couldn’t react. She just gave up her boat without any hesitation.

“Life-saving candles… … .”

It just came out of my mouth without me realizing it.

Mayenjeok laughed.

“How plain. Yes, if the life-saving medicine is in the master’s realm, then it is called peerless. That bastard Zhuge Liang, who committed an unfilial act, changed it with sorcery, formations, and dharma tools. Murong Jia’s lover was able to spread it out on his own.”

“Samhwachwijeong is a stepping stone.”

“When you achieve the state of unity of spirit and mind, your thoughts will begin to melt into the martial arts. Then, you will be able to penetrate all the martial arts you have practiced so far with one move. Those who can talk about purple call it Ogijowon, Gongwolmu (共越武).”

“Gongwolmu.”

Jeongyeonshin calmly repeated. It meant that all martial arts had transcended their limits.

Suddenly, Mayeonjeok’s eyebrows narrowed.

“Thanks to your virtue, this old man’s enlightenment has moved in another direction. He has come to regard your absurd name as a lie.”

Smoke rising from the remains of something that has burned.

Jeongyeonshin didn’t bother asking for his name. She felt embarrassed to do so.

Suddenly, Mayeonjeok’s expression changed and he smiled contentedly.

“You killed the Zhuge Clan and the Murong Clan without even having that. This old man will turn purple at the age of thirty and make the pathetic paths of the people laugh. In that sense.”

He took off his long robe and handed it to his grandson. The clothes, which were like the symbol of the Ihwangseong clan, moved. It was something that shook the world.

“I want you to wear this. It’s said that these are the clothes that once shook the world of martial arts.”

“… So-son doesn’t have the confidence to walk the same path as his grandfather. He is not naturally strong… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been staring blankly at the splendid pink, returned the long robe to her grandfather without saying a word.

In Mayan’s eyes, it seemed like an outstanding achievement.