Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 139

The Return of the Wind and Cloud (4)

“You can’t use your body? You’re so burned.”

It was a time when the dawn was casting a hazy halo. A person and a group of people were casting shadows. They were together with the trees growing thickly in the forest on the mountain.

The Seven Apostles, clad in red pureblood robes, stood diagonally on the gently curving slope.

Beneath his hand, a silk cloth wrapped around what had once been the shape of a Blood Flame Cult leader was dragged roughly until it stopped.

Under the summer sky that was soon to be the Chuseok holiday, the air on the mountain she was standing on was unusually cold.

It is a place where a cold air flows out as if there is a huge iceberg in the mountains.

The boundary of the ridge that goes from Sacheon to Hogwang. It was a sacred mountain discovered by the Blood Flame Cultists who traveled throughout the Central Plains.

The bright orange morning air is slowly creeping in. It is dawn.

ha-

White steam spread across Chilsa-do’s lips. She smiled a rare, refreshing smile.

It was an expression he would make when he was spying on the young Taesa, but it was because he had finally felt a pleasant breeze after carrying an unpleasant object.

“Is it good?”

It wasn’t a soliloquy.

-It’s a rare sacred mountain.

A reply came from the mass of corpses. It wasn’t in the usual form. It was a word from the heart.

―This place will take some time to recover. Since it has been exposed to such terrible magic, it will take at least several years. If you, Chilsado, offer tribute, the time will be shortened.

The leader of the Blood Flame Sect uses the Hye-Gwang-Sim-eo (慧光心語), which is the language of great monks who have mastered the martial arts of Buddhism.

It was different from the lofty principles such as Manryuguijong. In order to expand the religious influence, he studied Buddhism for hundreds of years and discovered the secrets of the mind.

It was by approaching it as a system of ignorance, not enlightenment, that the dignity of the great master of blood was established.

The clan of the religious leader is different from both the Han and the Ming clans. He calls himself greater than the Ming clans.

A god of great strength. He was able to think by implanting his own spirit in the blood crystal. The body that was imbued with it was a new soldier and the leader of the Blood Flame Cult.

“What about tribute? Dirty.”

-chuck.

A drop of spiritual blood flowed out from the leader’s body, sticky like mucus.

This is the moment when one of the mysteries of the martial arts world is revealed in its most horrifying form. The bloody crystal as thin as a snake is the leader.

―We should first decide on the course of action for our school. This incident has made it clear that there is someone who will cause the greatest disruption to the school’s plans.

“I’ll listen.”

―It wasn’t something that came to mind from the beginning. She’s the type of person who rarely leaves. As far as this cult leader can tell, the lord can’t stay away from Cheonhamok for long. He should handle things secretly, and even if he touches her sensitive spot, he should just disperse and avoid her for a long time.

“I want to mix hands once. It’s annoying. So much.”

– Arthur. Anyway, the purple people of Ip Hwang Seong, who are almost dead, are no longer a threat. All we have to do is figure out the movement of the new sword master. Next, we can think about the Zhuge family, but even though he is strong and fierce, it is not something that our school should worry about.

The Blood Flame Cult leader’s face had a strange smile on his face.

―The same goes for the sword master, who is nothing more than a puppet of the Jegal family. The elders of the various old factions… … are just idlers who are intoxicated by their own inaction and leisurely wandering around the mountains. It is enough for them to just gaze at the situation of the nine mountains.

“… … .”

―It would be better to be wary of the small famous sect leader of Xinjiang. He is too ambitious. Moreover, I have never seen a person with the same level of sorcery and martial arts skills as that child. However, he is a young boy who is just now starting to show his mettle as the leader of a sect, and as expected… … .

The Blood Flame Cult Leader, who had been speaking for a while, declared.

―It is no match for the influence of the Taesa who has already entered the center of martial arts.

“I knew you’d say that.”

Chilsado leaned his back against the old tree and spoke.

She slightly opened the sleeves of her pureblood robe and pretended not to know. The cult leader spoke without paying any attention.

―The magical power of martial arts that Ma Yeon-jeok showed was truly powerful. In order for a martial art to have the form of extreme power, the framework must be firmly established from the beginning when the principles of the martial art are formed.

The leader, who was nothing more than a handful of blood, paused for a moment.

―I can say this now. The talent of the founder that Taesa possesses is on a level that even Seoknyeon Dharma and Jangsanbong should be mentioned in their mouths. I cannot imagine how great the god of the upper hall is.

“so?”

Chilsado asked with only his lips moving. There was no change in his expression.

―However, unlike the two, Taesa is not a monk who cultivates his mind and body, so he will not show any self-restraint when creating various destructive martial arts. He is truly a dangerous sprout. Now, the flow of destruction of the Iphwangseong clan has begun to sprout in the martial arts world.

“Wouldn’t it be better if you could create a lot of martial arts? The martial arts of the Grand Master shine equally.”

―Unfortunately, as long as the Emperor of Heaven has the Emperor of Heaven, we cannot embrace him. If we cannot have him, we should kill him. Think of it as hiring all the assassins in the world. Hide us three or four times and release the funds. Since the Emperor of Heaven has accumulated a lot of favors in the world, there is no reason to hesitate.

“Kill me? The Grand Master?”

―Ilsado is in the Hanjung Martial Arts Alliance. He has been given a very important position. He will be looking for an opportunity to cause trouble for the Martial Arts Alliance and Iphwangseong. Ask him for help. He will respect your noble bloodline that was born with the True Blood Vessel.

The Blood Flame Sect leader’s heart is filled with majesty. The spirit of the great master of Ilmun continues to be strong even after his body has weakened.

At that moment, the dark energy that filled Seongsan became even thicker.

But the Seven Apostles did not answer.

She adored the young Taesa, seeing him as the one and only comet that would lead her to the ultimate in learning.

It was different from the annoying cult leader who just kept making demands on people.

The young Taesa’s expression of hesitation after being pushed away and receiving the Dharma’s treasure aroused sadistic excitement.

more.

I want to give her more. I want to see how she will treat me after receiving all the precious things scattered throughout the world and everything that can help the Grand Master in his deeds.

What kind of expression will the young master have? How will the martial arts that come out of his fingertips change?

“iced coffee.”

I want to reach the end of martial arts with the boy. Mugeuk (武極).

At the end of that dazzling life, I wanted to stroke the cheek of the boy who was closing his eyes and tell him that his life was very splendid. I respect you.

Chilsado slowly opened his lips.

“Reverend, I have received a favor from you, but… … .”

-hmm?

“I’ve endured a lot too. I’ve paid back a lot. Weren’t you the one who told me to live the way I want?”

-Apostle.

“You’re going to kill the Grand Master?”

-I thought what you said the other day was a joke.

The conversation between the madmen began.

“It was true. You become a true blood cult leader. I heard there was a seal.”

―Heh, heh. Will you eat me? That would be fun too. I wonder what Kangho looks like through your eyes.

“What the hell. My qualifications are much better than yours.”

There is a note that the boy in the black robe gave me when I was blue.

Originally, Chilsado was supposed to become as strong as the leader just by combining the Mara Hong Bloodletting. That was how it was born.

She was even younger than Taeyeonryong, who used to flirt with the young Taesa. She was just out of her prime.

As the strongest late-stage index in the Blood Flame Sect, he rose to the rank of apostle. There was endless room for growth.

“That’s what I’m saying.”

The Seven Sado smiled brightly.

“Die. Thank you for everything, it was annoying.”

-Hahahahaha!

The leader burst into laughter. It was mad laughter.

―You are already a true blood cult leader! The clan will prosper even more! It is a pity that I cannot witness the cult’s prosperity any longer… … .

Sabak.

The smooth red silk washes away the blood.

With a crackling sound, red flames blazed to the left and right of the feet. Only two true energies could completely destroy the blood pore.

The same blood sacrum and divine magical power. At this moment, the newly born Ma Lao True Blood Skill wave from the young Grand Master’s hands dug through the ground with spiral flames.

It was a blow that completely burned and killed the bloodthirsty demons who had been running rampant in the martial arts world for hundreds of years.

Seongsan regained its cool calm in an instant.

Chilsado slowly raised his head. Once again, he was smiling brightly and refreshingly.

“Han-Jung, the Murim Alliance?”

She had a premonition that she would meet the young Taesa again. It would be a different kind of meeting than before.

* * *

The delicate Jeongyeonshin.

A strange atmosphere surrounded them. It was a sight of harmony that transcended age.

Not only his appearance, but also his appearance in his eyes was like that. He wore a strange black robe with a yellowish hue and carried an unusual sword.

Despite the boy’s appearance, the words urging surrender were not awkward. Cheongmyeong, who had opened the carriage window and stuck his head out, whistled.

“Miryeo, did you hear? ‘Will you resist?’ You’ve become a natural born warrior who hunts down gangsters. When did you grow up like that?”

“That’s nonsense. The clothes you’re wearing are black.”

“Yes, that’s right. Wasn’t it last year that you lent me your blue robe? In Shaanxi. Maybe it’s because of our age, but he really is like a younger brother to me.”

Cheongmyeong’s lips drew a curve. It was a refreshing smile.

“Daeju, what will happen to us?”

He asked, glancing inside the carriage. At the same time, a deep voice returned.

“Continue to practice the Magic Sword. That is enough. Even if I leave the main force, the Magic Sword will continue. I will do my best to ensure that there is no confusion in the Magic Sword’s lineage.”

“Daeju, you don’t have any hands?”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was in the lead, let Marjin’s silence flow away. It was because of the unpretentious joke characteristic of the famous Cheongmyeong.

He just stared at Sogeomhu-hu’s cancellation. He nodded to the great disciple of Jeomchang.

It would be right to detain your dead brothers until the expedition is over. The boy forced an answer with silence.

What happened to Namgung Se-ga who believed in the faith of Baekdo Jeongpa?

Jeongyeon Shin doesn’t repeat the same mistakes.

The white lightning of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi’s eyes revealed his firm determination.

Her lips, which had been smiling gently, stiffened slightly. As a successor to the old school, she possessed a noble swordsmanship and a high reputation.

In many ways, it is often compared to the sword dragon Wijimyohwa of the Jongnam faction. This means that it is a later index that is held in high esteem in the martial arts world.

Sogeom-hu looked at Jeongyeon-shin for a moment in silence.

The boy also met her eyes. It was to see through her entire body and see through her martial arts skills.

In order to prevent the wave of true energy from reaching the carriage of the grandfather and the elder lord, the entire Sogeomhu clan had to be completely destroyed. It was absolutely overwhelming.

‘They said he was a master of dual swords. His swordsmanship and swordsmanship were long. Should we say that he mastered swordsmanship like a sorcery? It’s not like he deeply combined the stabbing technique that is unique to the point spear swordsmanship.’

I looked into her eyes.

It’s an expression that makes it hard to tell what emotion he’s feeling.

Although her appearance was as beautiful as her swordsmanship, which was well known to the world, the boy’s eyes were impressed by another aspect.

Calluses covered both palms of the sword. These are the hands of a swordsman who devoted his life to training.

Although the distance between Yunnan and Shaanxi is far, they have never been able to compete with Jianlong, but in terms of effort, they did not seem to be inferior to Weizhi Miaohua.

‘You must have mastered the craftsmanship. You should also keep the recommended methods in mind.’

The boy didn’t wait any longer. He was representing the group in the wide corridor, wearing the black robe of the Emperor.

It doesn’t make sense if you can’t suppress a single review index.

I slowly stepped forward from the front of the procession that had stopped with the departure of Taeyeonryong and Namgung Hwasin.

Damn it.

With that one step, Sogeomhu’s gaze changes.

It wasn’t the pupil that even made me feel foolish. It was the glare of a master who completely measured the distance between himself and the enemy. It was like lightning.

I felt a sword being raised in my heart. The movement of the air changed.

The tense air foreshadows a clash of ideas.

A blurry space appeared between the two people. It was a sword circle. It was the sword area.

This is the place to gauge the distance the sword can reach and the sphere of influence of the sword strike. The tug-of-war has begun.

It was a fight where one would neutralize the opponent’s area by emitting auras and fill the gap with one’s own area.

Jeongyeonshin guided it. So that the shock wave of the sword strike would not reach the maternal grandfather and the elder lord who were sitting behind.

Damn it.

The only one moving was the boy. With each step he took, the colorless waves surrounding them rippled.

A typified gray wind was blowing between the two swordsmen.

Damn it.

The sound of footsteps was unusually loud. I walked in, narrowing the gap between myself.

It was a difficult task to accomplish unless you had absolute confidence in your forensic skills.

The boy with his hand on the sword of the Singeom Bukmyeong and the hem of his black robe fluttering was literally the leader of the Singeomdan.

Sogeom-hu was lowering his body diagonally and taking the stance of drawing his sword. A small cold sweat ran down his cheek.

From Jeong Yeon-shin, who revealed her true colors without reservation, I finally realized the truth about the Iphwangseong black robe.

Before we knew it, we were five steps apart.

The tension between the two was tense. The resonance of the roaring waves was loud.

Soon, a violent trembling in the air began to foreshadow the clash of swordsmen.

at that time.

Suddenly, Sogeom-hu took his hands off the sword and bent down. His jet-black hair blew in the strong wind of the waves.

At the same time, the sound of the wind from the sword being released swept through the surroundings.

While Jeongyeonshin was staring blankly, Sogeomhu slowly lifted his waist and opened his lips.

“Uh… … Let me follow you.”

His face was a bit blank.