Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 123

Sammaejinhwa (3)

Chil Sado’s eyes curved gently. It was impossible to tell whether he had seen the shape of Jeong Yeon-shin’s mouth.

She took a small step.

Just by slightly opening my body, I slowly disappear into the darkness of the cave as if I am drawing in the night air.

It was a movement that gave off a sense of elegance.

Chilsado turned his head and winked his red eyes again, but the boy only blinked once.

Not knowing how to react, I just observed her uniquely mysterious nerves.

‘The blood circulation energy surrounds my entire body. Samhwachuijeong… Is this the state where my will and internal energy become one?’

I realize that I haven’t properly created any of the three: the law of protection, the law of new life, and the lightness of movement.

Up until now, I have been using the common treasure nerve of Cheongmyeong’s body movements and Ihwangseong’s Cheon Geum Moo Go.

Creating the form of footsteps and movements was another matter.

“Let’s go.”

Margin said.

The masters of Iphwangseong and the residents of Dangmun, Gaebong, and Myeonggongdo began to move together.

It was the footsteps of a man leaving Myeonggongdo. The once solid ground had now given way.

It is the result of the influence of the waves of the masters.

The sound of stones crumbling with each step echoed hollowly.

Behind them, the corpses of thirteen thousand masters remained in a pitiful state.

Jeongyeonshin was lost in thought as she walked beside Marjin.

I don’t know how to organize my thoughts about Chilsado. Eunwon is really complicated.

It is not a problem to mix hands without regard for life and death. That was the relationship between the masters who studied martial arts.

Rather, the problem was the eldest son, whose whereabouts were unknown.

He said that he was in the process of chasing after Chilsado. It was something that needed to be interrogated.

The same goes for the status of the Blood Flame Cult’s disciple.

When I entered the main sect as a Taesa, the three Sages of the Blood Flame Sect spoke of the Jeonggajang.

Since the apostle was aware of this, the only person who could have authorized the destruction order was the Blood Flame Cult Leader.

The nobility of the cult was the sword wielded by the cult leader. It was right to treat them as such.

If you mix hands, you should come out without hesitation.

But the work of Myeonggongdo was different.

‘That’s right, the lifesaver. At that time, if Master Dharma’s true energy had not been there… … .’

It’s total destruction.

Jeongyeonshin, who was unable to combine the Neungbeop Gwangryungi, was weak.

He was no match for Dokgo Gwang Geomgalma. He was depicted as holding out for a few rounds before being pushed back by his sword power.

Because of his injuries, he was subdued by the Seven Sado.

She could have killed the boy without any chance.

If it was a genuine piece of art containing the spirituality of Dharma, it would have caused a great stir even among the famous craftsmen the moment word of it spread outside.

It was a treasure that the two thirteen thousand great waves had been trying to obtain by cornering Ma Gwang-ik.

The response jewel of Master Dharma.

It was said that “the greatest craftsman in the world came out of Shaolin.” This was the spirituality of the great master who founded Shaolin Zen Buddhism.

She gave the world’s rare treasure to Jeongyeonshin instead of keeping it for herself? It was something that could not have been done with ordinary thinking.

‘There seems to be no room for further speculation.’

The boy thought.

Blood Flame Sect Seven Sado. He had been asking for a new skill to be made, and he finally gave it to me.

It prioritizes the perfection of martial arts over luck. It was the attitude of a practitioner who solely pursued martial arts.

I don’t know if he is a noble of the Blood Flame Cult who practices things like absorption. I was full of questions.

He said that a clear attitude is needed when dealing with Kang-ho’s favor.

The favor and resentment are clear. What should I do?

“Over there… … a small business.”

It was a cautious voice.

As I raised my head, the appearance of a short boy was reflected in the seat next to me. It was Dokryong Dang Yeohwa.

Right next to me, Dokbong Dangryeo was walking along.

He strokes his short hair covering the nape of his neck, but his timid attitude is different from when we first met.

It was the first time Jeongyeonshin had ever seen such a group of people. All the siblings were like that.

The boy stared blankly at the two people.

“what?”

“Uh, small group. No, big group. So… … .”

Dang Yeo-hwa stuttered. Was it because she had seen the sight of Geomgalma and Sunma Shinsu being defeated?

His words, actions, and demeanor were very cautious. He was extremely careful.

The eyes that were looking up at him furtively seemed to be filled with longing. Dang Ryeo Ryeo, who was watching from the side, furrowed his brows as if he felt sorry.

However, even though she took a light step forward, she couldn’t easily meet Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes. She just mumbled.

“Your Majesty, how about you come to our hometown with the people of Ip Hwang Seong? If you need many doctors, there are only a few places in Sacheon that are as good as Dangmun. It is also the closest to Myeonggongdo.”

Sacheondangmun was a famous family that mastered poison and secret techniques. If you were a famous family in the martial arts world that mastered poison, you would inevitably be well-versed in medicine as well.

This is because no god in the world can separate poison and medicine.

“The Tang family? Can you trust the Tang family?”

Heonwonchang suddenly intervened.

It was Ma Gwang-ik’s mission. It was to find out whether the Tang family was manufacturing wall bombs.

They seemed suspicious of those who were traitors, and seemed to be worried that they might crawl into the tiger’s teeth.

But the decision was Margin’s.

Jeong Yeon-shin held out the stone pieces in front of her uncle.

Suddenly, the swirling shape of absorption and divergence was strange. A look of bewilderment appeared on Margin’s face, which was full of scars.

This is Ma Gwang-ik-ju, a man with a wide knowledge of martial arts. He learned the introductory skills of Mancheonhwa-woo.

“Yeah. That kind of thing can happen… … .”

He opened his mouth, laughing in vain.

“Then we can call the Tangmun to the Iphwangseong Sacheon Branch. It would be burdensome to go directly to Tanggata. With the current state of power, who knows what kind of organ formations and poison formations might be hidden there?”

Margin said. His expression was bitter as he looked down at his empty left shoulder and his subordinates.

Jeong Yeon-shin nodded silently and looked at the Dang siblings.

“… … .”

He treats the Tang Dynasty’s great scholars who visit the vast Sichuan Province as if they were his own doctors.

However, the siblings couldn’t say anything because they were standing right in front of the extremely powerful master who was holding the Mancheonhwawoo.

A shower of flowers filling the sky was a long-held wish of the Tang dynasty.

There is no master who would boast about the new skill that symbolizes the authenticity of Mu-maek.

I had no choice but to accept Margin’s request. I kept muttering while watching Dang Yeo-hwa and Dang Ryeo-ryeo’s expressions.

“Perhaps, he will come even if he has to carry all the poison and no medicine. It has been his lifelong wish. Our elders… … .”

“Your Majesty, you can rest assured. The Tang family will not do anything foolish when faced with the family’s unrivaled secrets. They also clearly distinguish between favors and necessities. We will treat you in a way that does not go against the morality and laws of the martial world.”

Jeongyeonshin replied, “Thank you.” Before he knew it, the boy’s eyes were turned to the back.

That’s why the middle-aged blue-haired man who lost his left arm smiled at him.

Oh Wol-hyang. Senior Ma Gwang-ik. She was a woman who treated him like a son.

“Our Yeonshin, straighten your eyebrows. If your impression is not good, people will not follow you. Even if you are handsome like Song Yu of the state of Chu, you will not become a great vessel. Now you have to look up to the black hierarchy.”

“… … Oh, senior.”

“No problem. He’s a child who will soon grow up to be a great man.”

Oh Wol-hyang came up behind her and stroked the back of Jeong Yeon-shin’s head with her remaining hand.

My palm was covered in calluses, but it felt very soft. It was the warmth of Ma Gwang-ik.

“My father is coming. I should make a human skin mask.”

The head of the Tang family, who had been silently watching the Tang siblings from a corner, muttered.

It was a word referring to the Supreme Master of Sacheondangmun. At the same time, a smooth voice tickled Jeongyeonshin’s mind.

-Beware of the cult leader, big and young Taesa.

The sound of the Seven Sado short-lived and disappeared. The voice was strange. There was concern when he spoke of the leader, and a smile when he spoke of the big and young.

Jeongyeonshin didn’t bother to look for her. That was because Gwangryun had told her.

It was a sound sent from outside the atmosphere, like the cry of a bat.

‘I have to pay attention to the season.’

The boy thought about the words of the Seven Apostles.

* * *

East of Sacheon-seong, Giju-ji branch of Iphwang-seong.

A man stood on the roof of a pavilion, looking out over the city with his backpack on his back.

He was wearing a blue martial arts uniform, enjoying the feel of the fluttering hem of his clothes.

The rough prince’s black engraved costume was an object of envy even from afar.

A group of children walking down the street with candy in their mouths looked up blankly.

‘I hope nothing bad happens.’

The only blue-collar worker in the Giju branch, Jang Il-do, did not pay any attention to them.

He was the branch manager.

We took care of the convenience of the 17 great masters of the Shingeomdan from Bonseong, and looked after the livelihood of the local people with the power of the branch itself as much as our power allowed.

When it came to Jang Il-do, the Tower Table Sword, all the schools of the Sacheon Giju clan treated him with respect.

There were many cases where the Moonju ran out barefoot. This was true even though the power of the Giju branch was far inferior to that of the main force.

Since he had the Emperor’s support behind him, he deserved the respect he received.

‘These days, things are a bit strange.’

In recent times, the attitudes of many martial artists have changed strangely.

It must have been after the rumor spread that Namgung Jikgye was annihilated by the late Iphwangseong Jisu and the new sword master.

Or maybe it was after the destruction of the Hwangbo family.

There was nothing Jang Il-do could do about it right away.

Born in Sacheon, he lived a contented life as a blue warrior of Iphwangseong.

When the masters of the original spirit, including Ma Gwang-ik, barged in while I was feeling so content, I was truly terrified.

It was because there were few people who could walk properly. It was also surprising that the rare iron-clad people followed them in groups.

‘The main building is a mess.’

As he ran out, he told his servants and subordinates to serve him with utmost care.

After sending a messenger to Sacheondangmun asking for a member of the National Assembly, I felt a little nervous.

That’s why I had to invite the masters of Sacheonjeilseaga and the true nature of the martial arts masters at the same time. It was very annoying.

However, there was another reason why it was standing alone on the roof that stretched out in a curve. A letter had come from the main temple.

―The world is in chaos, so I’ve put on a purple robe. The branch manager of Giju should prepare to welcome the previous Shingeomdanju. Also, you should be even more vigilant against the Tangmun and the Thirteen Thousand’s bandits.

My nerves were on edge from the moment I read the words.

The forgotten legend was said to have come in person. Today was the scheduled date for his arrival.

Even though there are outstanding figures such as the masters of nature, the iron clan, the direct line of the Tang clan, and the open-minded Hou Kai in the Jeon Gak Army below, I don’t care.

Although the boy Seomyeran was very curious, it was not the time to think about it now.

Jang Il-do chewed his lips anxiously.

It was an attitude that was not seen when dealing with Magwangikju, let alone when facing the Supreme Master of Sacheondangmun.

This morning.

The moment the pure white sunlight descended on the highest roof, I stood there, stepping on its sparkle.

It was to welcome the second most noble person in the world of martial arts.

Could it be my mood? I felt a sense of dread on the road stretching under the clear sky. It was a very transparent day.

“What are you doing here?”

“Huh… …!”

Jang Il-do’s body shook. He was subdued as he tried to draw his sword.

A dull ache spread across the back of my neck. I could only turn my eyes.

An old man was standing next to me before I knew it.

His straight beard is white and extends down to his forehead.

The purple robe worn over his sturdy-looking body had a collar that hung straight up.

It suited the old man’s sturdy and sharp impression very well.

“Is there anything wrong with the branch?”

Mayeonjeok asked slowly. His pitch-black eyes flashed with light.

It felt like it was possible to control one’s energy, but it just didn’t seem to make the effort.

Jang Il-do moved his eyes up and down. Cold sweat ran down the back of his neck.

The unapproachable person finally arrived at his branch. The force that touched his skin was tremendous.

Even the prestige of the past was combined to make it seem like I was facing an unstoppable storm.

The purple perilla leaves of Ip Hwang Seong have come to Sacheon.

It was before the Sacheon Great Waves had even begun to move.

* * *

“Step down from the left of the Magwangikju. You will probably have to return to your home.”

Mayeonjeok said. It was a place where Jeongyeonshin and Majin were together.

A gentle tea scent was flowing through the cozy room.

Mayeonjeok sat in front of a wooden table and spoke repeatedly.

“It was a good thing that we wiped out the Sipjeonmun and Sunmaryeon scum. However, we cannot leave a gap in our military power. It would be right for Ma Gwang-ik to maintain the Ma Gwang-gyeol’s lineage, but to reorganize.”

“The Iron Tribe’s master craftsmen said they would make me a prosthetic hand. I want it to be a new soldier who can respond to my powers.”

Jeongyeonshin answered quietly. For the first time, Ma Yeonjeok’s eyebrows furrowed.

Unable to say anything to his grandson, he opens his mouth as if shouting at Margin.

“You lost your left hand. The acupoints of the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian that ran from your arm to your entire body were completely blown away. It will have a great impact on the circulation of your energy throughout your body. When will you ever recover the internal energy you had before losing your arm? The situation in the Central Plains is not normal. Rather than being a vassal, wouldn’t it be better to focus on rehabilitation?”

“… … .”

Margin did not refute.

He just closed his eyes once with a serious expression. Ma Yeon-jeok’s face wasn’t good either.

There was silence for a while. The fragrance of the teacup was so strong that it could be felt loudly.

slowly.

Jeongyeonshin put her hand into her bosom.

Then he took out a small book, the paper of which was very worn.

The Zheng family’s work.

It was a dizzying handwriting, as if it had been written by a child. Jeong Ga-dong.

A small booklet carefully pushes away three teacups from the table.

“It will probably be helpful to my uncle as well as my maternal grandfather.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said.

“It is a good martial art to see. Since I was going to donate it and take credit for it anyway, it would be fine for you two to see it first.”

“… … !”

Both Ma Yeon-jeok and Ma Jin noticed that that wasn’t true.

Long experience in the martial arts world has made it so. It is not something to show off while giving. In fact, it was the opposite.

Margin slowly opened his lips.

“Isn’t this the martial arts that laid your foundation?”

“Yes. I am confident in its functionality.”

I am silent at my nephew’s answer.

While Mayan’s eyes were wide open, Majin continued speaking with difficulty.

“Very great. Along with your military service, and your achievements so far… … you are worthy of being promoted to the rank of Black. Without having to accumulate any additional achievements.”

“It’s not too late to report and discuss the matter. I’ll get up and go. The intention of the old man is similar to the diary.”

He said stiffly that he was embarrassed. Soon the boy got up, opened the door, and went out.

Margin, who had been staring blankly at the sight, opened the first page of the emergency manual with one hand.

My shoulder touched Mayeonjeok’s side. Before I knew it, he was sitting next to me.

The two people’s eyes scanned Jeong Ga-dong’s pupils’ eyes. It started from the part written in the beginning.

[Those who sleep are dead. That is because they forget life.

If the energy accumulated through tonap is deeply absorbed, then the internal energy will also wither. I can’t understand it.

Stagnation is death. Why should the energy stop? The internal energy of the meridians of the whole body must move continuously.

From the lower abdomen to the liver meridian, it should form an infinitely circulating circle.

Then Jin-gi becomes like a mother.

Even if I can’t see it, or even if I’m asleep and can’t feel it, it wraps around my whole body. It hugs me so warmly.

So that there is no need to seek warmth outside.

If you touch the lower abdomen’s Gihae point with the mother’s will, the true energy that has swept through your entire body will return to the Myeongmun point on your back.

During this time, it strengthens the bones and muscles and firmly massages the blood vessels, so it is a dynamic exercise because it moves without rest.

You must eat the mind that leads the true energy in this way to achieve efficacy.

Even if you hate her, she is still your mother. Even if you have never met her, your mother is still there. She will look down on you from heaven.

Since you chose the right one.

This should be called a Jeonggadonggong.]

“… … .”

A dead silence swept over the tea house. The two of them were unable to say anything for a while.