Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 142

The Return of the Wind and Cloud (7)

“Sword of the mind. The wind is too strong.”

Sunmaryeonju laughed as he repeated Iphwangseongju’s words.

The black robe, as black as Jeongyeonshin’s black robe, fluttered in the wind. It was like a prayer that covered her entire body with hellfire.

The final gateway before returning was large and thick. As this was the last step of the mission, the seed of the Sacheon journey returned as a difficult problem called Sunmaryeonju.

Her expression was gradually becoming more relaxed.

Saaaaaaaa―

Some of the blood stains on his abdomen flew away along with the steam of the Samadhi Evolution. At the same time, a burning smell that only the senses of experts could detect arose.

There was no other source. It seemed as if the sword of the ship had been used to transform into a three-stage evolution.

This is a scar from the sword attack of the Wolryeongsingi of the Iphwangseongju. It was from the ribs to the sacrum.

This is not a bleeding that can be stopped with a needle, but rather a long abdominal wound that has been cauterized and reattached.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes widened slightly. It seemed to be an impromptu response brought about by the unique physical and spiritual control of a peerless master.

It’s amazing.

The face that smiled faintly while slightly biting its lips was the same. It had a slender face and gave off a lion-like spirit.

The temporary expedient of the Pure Mareunju shown during the life-or-death struggle was that of the head of the Sima Oedo clan.

She opened her mouth.

“The rumor that the martial arts of Iphwangseongju were beyond compare has been known throughout the world for a long time. However, I did not know that you were of the same class as me. Listen, child.”

Sunmaryeonju’s gaze lowered. His blue eyes smiled at Jeongyeonshin.

The texture of the wall was very cold and strange.

“If I were your teacher, I would have brought you here to teach you. Even a master is a human being, so he must wield both his sword and his mouth to survive in the turbulent world of martial arts. Your teacher is so lofty that he probably wouldn’t be able to argue with you even half as much as you do.”

The word ‘sago’ refers to a female adult of the same generation as the master. It refers to the master’s messenger, sister, or sister-in-law.

While the characters ‘ja’ (姊), ‘mae’ (妹), and ‘jeo’ (姐) indicate older sister and younger sister as the text suggests, the character ‘sa’ (사사) is literally like an aunt in the clan.

This proves how bold the words and actions of the Pure Ones are.

“It’s surprising that he keeps talking nonsense to Kangho’s senior while talking about distribution.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was slowly holding the sword, opened her mouth. She put sincerity into her straightforward words while taking the form of a knight holding the sword.

“The side effects of magic are truly interesting. It seems like many of the veins in my brain are blocked. Is there a way to narrow the blood vessels in the magic arts? If you tell me, I’ll buy it.”

“… … .”

The pure magician was a thirteen-thousand-year-old man. He was of the highest status.

The words he spits out as provocations are free-spirited, but when faced with rude remarks, he does not respond.

It seemed like he thought it didn’t fit the mood.

“You seem like an idiot.”

Jeong Yeon-shin continued to verbally abuse the leader of the group until the end.

Now, not only Heonwonchang, but even Taeyeonryong who was next to him was shaking his head and taking a bow.

This is to prepare for the possibility that the flow of pure water may be directed this way.

“Now that I think about it, the temporary leader doesn’t seem to be particularly afraid of dying early, but I’m quite scared of it. I’m not weird, am I?”

The boy slowly circulated his energy without paying attention. His heart was pounding. It was because the light was spinning.

In order to overcome this situation while keeping Mayeonjeok completely alive, the only way is for Iphwangseongju’s sword to not cause a clash of waves and instead defeat Sunmaryeonju.

The seemingly quiet standoff had to be handled wisely.

Sigh.

An unusual wave of energy was spreading through the entire body of the pure-hearted monk who had been talking. Did he buy all the time?

On the other hand, the Emperor of the Holy Land stood still and looked at the distant forest.

If the ultimate attack wasn’t ready, the boy would first throw his sword to buy time.

‘I lack the skills to overcome the weaknesses of the peerless masters. How can I intercept them?’

I also felt this way during the fight between the Demon King and the Blood Flame Cultist.

The boy looked at the pure water lily, keeping in mind a topic similar to homework.

The magic light had already been created. The optimal trajectory had occurred in the depths of the mind.

That was when.

“It was done.”

Suddenly, the Lord of the Palace said:

It was a few breaths after I brought up the word ‘sword of the heart’.

The sleeves, the color of grass leaves, flutter once.

She took a step forward as if welcoming him, and gently raised her sword.

It was towards Sunmaryeonju, who had stepped on the air with his sword in his hand. The sword strike flashed pure white. It advanced in a single, graceful curve.

It was a seemingly meaningless test.

Swish!

No, it wasn’t like that.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was standing far away, heard an inaudible sound. It rang in her mind.

The sound of something being cut pierced through Baekhoe.

It’s straight to the upper part of the body. Strictly speaking, it’s not a sound, but rather a detection of a certain phenomenon.

Did you really break my heart?

The breath of the Pure Marian rang out. The black hair that had been scattered in the sky was scattered in large waves.

The new form that was casting the Neunggongheodo was wobbling violently in the air. It wasn’t the end. She fell nearly three steps in an instant.

If you come down a little further, you will reach the range of the secret sword technique.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes flashed. The divine sword Bukmyeong’s sword wave held at her waist glowed white.

But there was no time to even draw the sword.

The second inspection of the Ip Hwang Seong Ju followed. This time, it was visible.

Flutter!

The wide hem of the dress flutters with the colors of the bushes.

The sword that had been raised high above her small green head came down again.

One sword.

It was a gesture that was unclear whether it was a sword strike or a demonstration of a sword dance.

Her bearing was so elegant that it almost seemed as if she was approaching. At the same time, a faint flash of light escaped from her sword. It was as if it were a ray of light.

It was an extraordinary sword that spread its light. It was different from the rare study of sword energy.

It felt that way. More mystical, more transcendent.

Jeong Yeon-shin couldn’t properly see the series of sword strikes.

All I could see was the moment when the moonlight that had occurred for a moment emitted light in the form of a long slash.

It was a direct hit. It shattered the solid inner armor of the Pure Marionette and scattered shards of light from her abdomen.

The movement of Sunmaryeonju, who had his hands outstretched as if he was about to jump into the water, suddenly stopped.

thud-

How mysteriously has the logic of ignorance been extended?

The sound of the waves crashing echoed only inside the Pureunmaryeonju. It was difficult to hear unless you listened closely.

With just one slash of the sword, the shock wave was completely embedded into the body of the pure-blooded warrior. It seemed to be because he had considered the situation of the demon.

‘and.’

A cheer erupted from within me.

Jeong Yeon-shin had never seen a more exquisite swordsmanship in his life. Even his eyes had difficulty fathoming its mystery.

It was more impressive than the first one, which was called the Sword of the Mind.

at that time.

Boom!

A powerful wave of energy burst out from the body of the pure-hearted monk who was falling completely.

At the same time, a black air current like the night sky surrounded her entire body, continuously emitting aerodynamic waves.

It was overwhelming. It seemed as if the mountains and rivers would be trampled.

Could it be the power of pure magic? He grits his teeth, straightens his body, and resumes the use of the power of the empty and empty path.

A black wave of energy exploded from the back of her body. Her entire body shot up diagonally once again.

The feeling that Jin-gi had been forcibly drawn out came to Jeong Yeon-shin as well. It was to the point where she had to think about possessing Ju-hwa.

‘It’s over.’

The boy thought.

The decision of the pure-hearted monk was quick. The direction of the body crossing the air was strange.

Hwaaaaak!

It was way above my head. It was a new type that blocked the sun once and passed by. It left the battlefield just like that.

It was a route of escape.

“The pure magician is running away!”

Heonwonchang, who was next to the boy, clasped his hands together and shouted. It seemed that he had guessed the flow of the attack and defense with his unique and extraordinary intuition.

The lively voice was full of energy, as if it was asking when Jeongyeon Shin had been restrained.

This is a warning to the pure magic masters who were running to follow the pure magician.

-I will never forget today!

The voice of the Pure Martyr rang out. It had already grown smaller in the distance.

The peerless master of magic also seemed to have Jung Yeon-shin, who was holding the sword, in mind.

Even while facing the Emperor of Heaven, he never entered the range of the Bigeom.

‘I have to find a way to deal with the empty space and the immobility.’

It was a job to instill homework in a boy who would soon be officially blackmailed.

After Baek Mi-ryeo’s name was on his lips and he appeared, the state of Sunmaryeonju, who was eventually defeated and retreated, does not look bad.

She is still a peerless master who is difficult for Jeongyeonshin to approach.

He vowed that if they ever meet again in the future, he would take on the role of the lord.

‘The black area is also wide. It must be even larger than blue. If I had the skills of my uncle or the Great Lord of Mystery and had the Neungbeop Gwangryungi, I would have been able to fight them somehow. Should I start by thinking about climbing the Samhwachwijeong?’

As the boy was gathering his thoughts for a moment, a clear voice rang out.

“I need to see Yeon-Rik.”

Sabak.

The Lord of the Imperial Palace slowly approached. He was in the direction of the three chariots guarded by Jeong Yeon-shin and his party.

She didn’t see any signs of pure love, and she didn’t seem to have any intention of chasing them.

It seemed like he was hesitant to make a decision because he didn’t know the details of the situation.

She tries not to be obsessed. Even the owner of Sunmaryeon is just the lord of the Sacheon outskirts breakwater to her.

He showed a new world to the boy who had struggled through the Sacheon martial arts world. His conduct alone was enough.

“You protected me.”

With a small voice, the Lord of the Palace passed by Jeongyeonshin.

The fragrant scent of grass tickled the boy’s nose. There was a faint smile in his voice.

It’s really over.

It was the moment when the final gateway to returning to the mission collapsed.

* * *

Immediately after the pure spirit escaped.

The Emperor entered the carriage to see the details of his old friend.

Once again, a magnificent curtain unfolded around the four-horse carriage. It was like the soft moonlight was being pulled out like silk and wrapped around the space.

It’s a transcendent sight.

It was hard to know what was being said.

“They say that just witnessing the secret swords of peerless masters takes away one’s spiritual strength.”

“Let’s take it easy, temporary leader.”

The opinions of Heonwonchang and Taeyeonryong were of the same opinion. The relationship between the two was strange.

Although it seemed like they were being awkward, it seemed like Heonwonchang was keeping an eye on his unknown disciple, Taeyeonryong.

On the other hand, Taeyeonryong just lay down and mumbled about Yang Guifei.

While no one paid any attention to Sogeom-hoo and his group, who were just standing in one corner.

“Take a rest.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said. Her energy was spreading in all directions.

Just because you have a great master doesn’t mean you can let your guard down. Rather, you have to show yourself as a great master.

‘When I was in my nature, my behavior was fine.’

At that time, the boy greeted the scribes of the General Office who held the power of appointment. He was proud of showing off his skillful manners.

The Queen of Heaven is above them. She must be trusted and win their favor.

‘Public achievements, fruit.’

I felt much relieved. It was because I was sure that my grandfather, whom I was most worried about, was safe.

“Look at our little Daeju. Daeju’s appearance suits him better than Daeju’s.”

Oh Wol-hyang, the senior in blue, threw a joke. She was talking about Jeong Yeon-shin and Ma-jin at the same time. The boy shook his head slightly.

Seniors Ma Gwang-ik, who had been in the carriage, came out one by one and sat down here and there.

Cheongmyeong climbed up the tree, and Majin stared at the carriage of Mayeonjeok carrying the Emperor of the Holy Spirit.

Baek Mi-ryeo didn’t appear.

Sunmaryeonju called her his sister.

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t think it was a lie without context. Baek Mi-ryeo also connected the magic.

Their appearances were similar. However, the expressions of Ma Gwang-ik, Ma Jin, and Cheong Myeong, as well as their seniors, seemed calm. They already knew.

‘You said you brought Senior Baek from Xinjiang. In the meantime, your uncle became disabled.’

This is the area where the headquarters of Ming Buddhism was located. I heard that the Ming Buddhism lineage, also known as Cheonma, was torn apart with the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

Some moved to Sichuan and became monks, while others wandered around Xinjiang, trying to rebuild the religion or engaging in banditry.

The boy recalled the Jangbodo that the Ten-Way Sword Master’s Extreme Moon Sword had briefly revealed.

He was talking about a map that marked the location of Cheonma’s tomb. It seemed to have something to do with Baek Mi-ryeo.

That was when.

“You seem to have a lot on your mind.”

It was Margin’s voice. He had already gotten off the carriage and sat down next to Jeongyeonshin.

With your knees slightly raised to your chest, the heels of your feet gently scrape against the sand.

He managed to keep his balance without his left arm.

“This is not the time to be concerned about Mi-ryeo’s business. Not yet. It may be different after you rise to the ranks of the Great Lord, but for now, it’s pointless to bother with it.”

“Yes.”

The boy nodded slowly. It was a simple nod. There was much to do.

The formation of the Black Order and the Martial Arts Alliance, the Martial Arts Alliance’s opening ceremony… … Things that could not be done immediately had to be put on the back burner.

Margin smiled slightly.

“It seems like there will be a meeting of the Grand Masters as soon as I return tomorrow. It will be a place to discuss your promotion to the Black Order. The future of Hwanikdae and Ma Gwangik will also be decided at that time.”

Jeongyeonshin nodded silently. Then, a small worry appeared on Majin’s face.

“The seventeen great leaders of the Shingeomdan have strong personalities. There will be difficulties.”

“What if there’s a problem?”

“It’s because of the Hwanikdae. Aren’t the unmanned members of your lineage the masters you gathered from the 17 generations that didn’t go on a campaign? Let’s say you change the formation. Will the other lords just sit still? They might not acknowledge you.”

“… … .”

“They are all rare masters in the world of martial arts, and they are leaders of elite groups. They are not bad-natured. They are all like that. However, there are definitely a lot of strange guys. You have to be on your guard.”

My uncle’s advice was gentle.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was silent for a moment, slowly opened her mouth.

“I must learn the mind sword. By tomorrow, to the Lord.”