Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 527

Namjon (6)

In the midst of beautiful mountains.

The energy contained in the palm of your hand through the true energy structure of the yin qi. The waves of the Nengbeop Gwangryungi rippled in your palm as a hot sensation. If you go from the handle to the blade like this, it will turn into a sword.

-Would you like to come here?

Containing the message to be conveyed to the shaman Jang Moon-in.

There are no mistakes.

Because the relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince developed through the development of the Gugyeol.

Moreover, after achieving Samhwachuijeong, unless you overdo it, the Baekhoe point will not be stimulated even a little bit. The only exception was during the Iphwangdaejeon.

That was when.

[Is that right?]

The voice of the old man from Jeonjeondae hits my head. At that moment, as if by chance, a gentle breeze blew past my ear. It was a cool breeze.

‘hmm?’

Suddenly I loosened my grip.

Phew!

The force that had been tightly tightened in the palm of one’s hand suddenly releases and breaks free.

Naturally, the ground began to sway in the wind, raising a cloud of white dust. My sleeves also flapped loudly.

‘This is not it.’

The sword is a method of damaging a weapon, and the arrows are a weapon and a weapon.

In the first place, it is an art of discussing the elegance of others’ weapons. If you don’t want to carry around an extra weapon in a cumbersome manner, it would be right to snatch your opponent’s sword and use it on the battlefield.

Swish.

I raised my head slightly.

Those who had accompanied me to Mt. Mudang came into view. Joo Se-hwa, Ok Yeop-jin-in, and Ok Geom-jin-in. Each of them took a step back, their whole body wrapped in a mysterious breeze.

“… … .”

Before I knew it, Joo Se-hwa was watching me closely.

The translucent cotton draped under her eyes fluttered with her weak exhalations. She was able to handle the swordsman’s momentum from close range with her internal breathing.

I don’t know what kind of mind technique it is. It doesn’t seem to be the Yangsimgong. Could it be the famous Cheonyangguyingi (Heavenly Yang Salvation Yin Energy)?

“I am truly ashamed to have invited you as a guest.”

She spoke softly. I shook my head slightly and opened my mouth.

“Is there a blade that you don’t mind breaking? Just one blade will do. It doesn’t have to be a sword.”

“… … .”

Her face.

After the volcanic eruption, I remember the expression Sobin would sometimes make when she looked at me. A look of vague realization. A somewhat anxious face.

At that moment, Joo Se-hwa’s eyes also showed that kind of expression, and it was an expression I had never seen before from her.

“Even within our sect, opinions are divided on whether to accept Jeong Gong as a shaman… I apologize again. Please understand.”

“You have different opinions?”

When I asked briefly, Joo Se-hwa’s lips were slightly revealed under the cotton swab.

It was because I nodded my head for a moment, but for a moment, her faint exhalation deeply penetrated my sense of energy. A Taoist sect that had a sense of emptiness.

Something familiar. Not the least bit unfamiliar.

Why is that?

Meanwhile, Joo Se-hwa’s answer continued quietly.

“There is no one in the main sect who cares about their own dignity. However, there are many who value the misfortunes of others more than their own. This incident was no different. Jang Moon-in has fallen into a state of possession, and his mental demons have deepened… There are those who are reluctant to reveal these circumstances to outsiders of the sect. There are also many doubts about whether it is right for Jang Moon-in, who is in a state of possession, to meet someone as young as Ja-saek. Of course, we must first find Jang Moon-in’s whereabouts.”

She rarely bowed slightly, clasped her hands together, and apologized again.

I apologize for inviting you as a guest when our views do not coincide.

“It’s all different.”

I ran my thumb over the knot in my hand. It was very soft, as it was a wrapping cloth woven from silk. I felt as if I could feel the warmth of the old man.

I naturally thought of my teacher.

‘I don’t think that will happen, though.’

If something happens to the lord, I will also try to solve the problem by using all possible means.

There is no need to follow the examples and procedures. They will try to solve the problem by calling together all those who were connected to it.

He nodded and changed his mind.

Joo Se-hwa is different from So-bin. She is worried about the shaman’s mountain range that will be ruined when the adults of her sect and I come into conflict.

I could feel the footsteps of Sambongjinin, deeply embedded in the blue mountains.

Joo Se-hwa would have carved his own Taegeuk with the water from the valley here, and polished his cotton palms by leaving deep handprints on the oddly shaped rocks all over Mt. Mudang. Together with the shaman gods who had taken care of him since he was young.

‘Before being royalty… … .’

She was a full-fledged shaman disciple.

Of course, it was clear that Mr. Sam Bong-jin taught his students as well as I did. If not, it would be difficult for someone like Joo Se-hwa to emerge.

Of course, he cannot compare to Sobin, who is as strong as the elders of Jeonjeon-dae. Ma Gwang-ik, Hyulra Gwang-hu, is the only one in the world.

‘I hope you’re okay…?’

I tried to put aside my worries about my precious peers and my seniors, Ma Gwang-ik. Then I looked up the narrow path.

I can see the shadow of the Taoist priest who had been shouting at Joo Se-hwa from quite a distance earlier.

Hwaak-

The sound of Asrahan’s waves.

Even though we quickly descended the steep road, there was not much dust.

There was also a noticeable sense of stable balance.

It felt like it could even withstand the might of a man. It was incomparable to when Senior Ak slightly wobbly brought me three plates of Ounsanchochae.

[Shaman… You have incredible strength. You must have devoted more than half of your power to this door.]

A pleasant, low-pitched voice rings in my head.

Damn it.

As usual, a figure confidently approached me from behind. It was the elder from the previous generation. At the same time, Inyoung, who was coming down from the mountain, appeared in front of me. I could feel it right away. He was an unusually strong person.

“Unhyeon, there’s something wrong with what you said!”

A middle-aged Taoist priest who bows to me and then yells at Ju Se-hwa.

“Because you’re afraid to reveal your shame? Nonsense!”

The momentum was tremendous.

When we think of shamans, images of powerfully flowing rivers or endlessly circling circles come to mind.

But the Taoist priest’s temperament reminded me of a ring of blazing flames.

The sharp eyes and stubborn corners of the mouth. It was so sharp that it suddenly reminded me of my childhood writing teacher.

―The master strictly instructed me to teach you. Memorize only the parts I mention, and do not touch any other books. Even if the sky falls, you will not inherit the Jeong family.

If you covet my excellent appearance and cause trouble to the Grand Duke, you will have to endure both my whip and the fist of the Lord Jang.

‘I was very scared.’

I couldn’t even show you my pupils in that cold.

Now, he is said to have opened a very large academy in Shaanxi and is teaching many disciples. This is because he left the country a few years before the Jeong family was destroyed. We must consider him to have been born with great fortune.

Maybe one day I’ll meet Sword Dragon Wiji Daehyeop or my niece Hye-ah.

Jongnampa is a long-standing Taoist lineage. Since they need to have many disciples to rebuild the school, they are looking for children who have opened their eyes to read.

“Then isn’t it the fault of the rich?”

Anyway, surprisingly, at this moment, Jang Bong Joo Se-hwa’s head was stiff. It was as befitting of the royal family. How courageous he was.

‘I can’t communicate with people like that.’

A middle-aged Taoist priest tall enough to look down on her. He has an impressive, stubborn face, and even careful excuses will come back to bite him.

I know from experience. I am used to people being trapped in their own stubbornness. Joo Se-hwa’s words and actions were foolish.

Sure enough, an even louder shout came back.

“What else is this but an unnecessary burden on those outside the sect? He is the leader of those who are already working hard for the world! Why are you dragging your own interests into the private affairs of our sect?”

A true person.

He was a person who studied Taoist scriptures deeply.

“He is Master Ok-Am. He is the leader of those who have mastered the Chilseong Sword Technique… Se-Hwa, that is, he is the fourth generation to me, Un-Hyeon. He is the direct disciple of Jang-Mun Jin-In and is also the next shaman, Jang-Mun-In.”

Another dojo nearby whispers to me.

Ok Yeop-jin, who always has a smiling face. We became quite close while traveling together from Yangyang to here, but we weren’t close enough to whisper to each other.

I took a step to the side.

Anyway.

‘Who is the next great shaman?’

It finally feels real that I have stepped foot into the Seonsan Shaman’s house. There is no one in the martial arts world who does not know the nickname of the person who is scolding Ju Se-hwa right in front of them.

Hyunmuk.

It was a title given by the noble imperial masters. It was also a name that saved countless innocent prisoners from the northern powers.

The story of him wielding the Taegeuk Hye Sword in the midst of the Yojok army was passed down by word of mouth among the nobles. Along with the Shaolin Four Great Diamonds, he was someone I had admired since childhood.

“The main sect has long been able to handle the gates of the main mountain without Jang Moon-jin! Don’t you have any shame? If you have a mouth, speak more.”

Kugu Palace―

The ground shook. For a moment, an optical illusion occurred. The path seemed to sway like the body of a snake.

It wasn’t the internal energy of Hyunmuk Okamjin himself. It was the natural energy of the nearby nature that responded to his words, and if this happened, he would be able to exert power beyond the energy stored in his body.

Okyeop Jinin’s smiling face became clouded.

“The power of the peach blossoms… … .”

He muttered.

It’s a name you’ve heard before. It’s the power that is said to be used when the enlightenment of Taoism, commonly referred to as Hyeonmunjeongjong, has reached its peak.

If at the end of that, there is the power of Taoism, then the power of Taoism is the realm that the Taoists of the martial arts world hope to reach in reality.

Even that power of the peach blossoms is said to be supreme.

This is a power that is befitting of the teacher, or rather, the next shaman, Jang Moon-in. He is the head of the Jade Family, Jang Moon-in’s disciple. He is the most powerful of the current shamans.

The moment she brought her mouth to my ear again, Ok Yeop-jin, whose words had missed the mark by quite a bit, spoke.

“…It seems like you are very angry.”

At first glance, it seems that way.

The vibrations shaking the ground gradually grew stronger, and Joo Se-hwa’s head, which was looking up at Ok-am Jin-in, began to bend slightly.

Like when I celebrated my tenth birthday with a whirlwind of cheers.

“How could you not know that the moment the path to the main text was opened to outsiders, even the devil who had been trying to lure Jang Moon-jin with false words entered here! All the power that had remained in the main text was scattered!”

“…I have nothing to say.”

Is this a shaman?

Their own world exists. The immortals live in the unrivaled studies of the Sambongjinin and the duty of blocking the powerful gods. In this beautiful mountain landscape, even the purple of Iphwangseong was nothing more than an outsider.

He wasn’t rude, but he didn’t seem to care about me either.

‘but.’

It’s a little stuffy. I didn’t come to Mt. Mudang to see this kind of sight.

At that moment, the old man from Jeonjeondae linked arms.

Swish.

The hem of her dress, tightly folded along her elbows, wrinkles purple. Even the shamans have a difficult time speaking to her, with her status and presence.

[Even if it is the Pure Do-mun or the best swordsmanship in the world, it is still a place where people live. The head of a clan is this important. Do you understand the weight of your title?]

“…yes.”

He answered softly. He gave an apologetic eye greeting to the shaman and his party.

The sharp words of the previous elder startled not only the Okyeop Jinin but also the Okgeom Jinin, who had remained silent until then.

Unlike other Taoist priests, Okgeomjinin, who did not lift his head, was said to be a master of eye technique.

“What are you going to do?”

He asks me in a broken voice.

She was the youngest of the Ok Ja-bae clan, only about ten years older than Joo Se-hwa, and had disheveled hair like any other Taoist priest from the mountains. Her eyes sparkled with a hazy light.

Ok-yeop Jin-in with a smiling face.

A jade swordsman with a constant glow in both eyes.

Okamjinin, who survived in the North as the next Jangmunjin.

Every time we talked, I felt a different temperament from him. It was the same from Yangyang until now, and even at this moment.

If I were to be the one who stood firmly on the ground with the two great men of the Demon King, the Shaman, these people entrusted themselves to the clouds of the Shaman and did not attach much importance to anything other than their work as a monk and as a disciple. All their words and actions were like that.

In other words, they were gods from another world.

‘still.’

It’s true that I need their help to meet the shaman Jang Moon-jin, but I can’t waste any more time.

What bothered me most was the fact that the box containing the head of the high-ranking official was still in my hands.

As immortals who study the principles of inaction and nature, they may not place much significance on the bodies of the already deceased Gogeomjinin.

“… … .”

I thought that wasn’t right.

Damn it.

He took a cautious step forward, as it was like interfering with the affairs of another sect. Before he knew it, he was heading towards the next great shaman, Jang Moon-in, who was encasing Ju Se-hwa in a hazy mist.

He already has the momentum of a peerless master. The moment that dense fog of internal energy is used in Gongwolmu, won’t the Namjon (南尊) shaman welcome a new disciple?

Okyeop Jinin’s eyes widened slightly.

“Jeong Gong, the power of Ok Am Sa Shi Sa is different from the internal energy of shamans known to the world. It is not gentle, but rather very forceful, so no matter how you come out, the main text and the entrance nature will inevitably clash….”

Damn it.

One more step.

It was a slight illusion, but I had an unknown feeling. Something like a refreshing wind rippled and disappeared. Why? Behind me, the elder of the Jeonjeondae heard an exclamation of interest.

Hwaaaa …

The fortress-like internal energy fog of Okam Jinin, who was admonishing Ju Sehwa, was instantly released and dissipated. It literally disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, above the head.

A much more expansive area.

Even the clouds that had been casting a peaceful shadow on the wide mountainside made a noise like thunder and soon scattered into pieces like feathers.

As if a giant sword strike accompanied each step, just like the Thousand Horseshoe’s Rimbo that Socheonmangjong possessed.

“… … .”

It was when the foot of the mountain was plunged into silence.

Suddenly, an incredibly intense gaze poured down from a distant peak.

A gaze that rendered the self-defense weapon useless. Even my skin, which was always covered in the calluses of the Tang family siblings, seemed ready to be torn apart.

There is no doubt.

It was the shaman Jang Moon and Hyeon Gong Jin In.