Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 201

Ma Kwang-ik (2)

Jegal Hyun’s Zen method was interesting.

It was a game I had never experienced before. The movements felt unfamiliar.

The feeling of a body moving on its own when left to an external force was completely unfamiliar to Jeong Yeon-shin, who had to move alone for everything.

I just watched the Jeonggajang brothers hanging out with Shin Ya-hyun’s children.

Just a little bit, the loneliness I felt at that time was filled with the noble Zen method of Jegal Se-ga. Even thinking about it myself, it was a strange thing.

I used to covet the swing that people used to ride on Dano Day to pray to the land god for a good harvest, but the envy I felt back then has faded, even if only slightly.

At that time, even access to toys was not allowed. It was said that infidelity was rampant.

What I wanted then was love, not really the Dano Festival swing.

‘I received help from Seonryong in many ways.’

The person who gave the clue to the Geomryeoseomryung style was Jegal Hyeon. He was a gentleman who could not be compared to Taeyeonryong.

Among those I met at the meeting, this was the most valuable relationship I had.

“If you come back to Hanjung, I will show you the changed Zhuge Liang.”

Jegal Hyeon said.

His younger sister, Jegal Cheong-ah, gave up her right to succeed to the family line. She was different from Ak Ye-rim.

Because I focused so much on practicing the eye method that it was called Jeongsim-an, my overall state of inaction has declined.

To act as the head of a family, you need to have a high level of martial arts skills. The three heads of the family were superhumans who took charge of the affairs of the family and also possessed high martial arts skills.

So Jegal Hyeon decided to continue.

Looking far ahead, it was thanks to his qualities and intelligence that he was able to reach the level of a master.

The popularity of the Seonryong was already high. It was just that he did not meet the standards of the Zhuge family, but now in the Sega, the idea of the reincarnation of the dragon was almost taboo.

I was able to take the class without any problems.

Jeong Yeon-shin nodded silently. It was true that she had heard that Jegal Cheong-ah was grateful for taking care of her burden.

I have finished greeting everyone from the inside. I will see Cheonju Jinin, Yu Hyeon, and Danggaju Dang Yunhwang again sometime. All that is left is to return.

“I will see you again.”

“There are many Sapas in Liaodong too! If you come to punish them, please stop by my home!”

It was a woman with a sharp face and a sharp spirit and a boy with sparkling black eyes.

Sogeom-hu and Gongsun Min.

The connection with them is also not light. It seemed as if the upper body of the gi-gam was saying that. It was enough to slightly prick the brain with a cool sensation.

Due to the recent economic downturn, I have not been able to receive the Sa-il-geom method from Sogeom-hu-chu-ok, but I have a feeling that I will definitely broaden my knowledge with the stabbing technique of Jeomchang-pa someday.

It must be a trustworthy feeling. Since Baekhoehyeol has grown as much as Gaeulbun.

‘Will the day ever come when I can use the power of premonition in battle?’

There was no answer to the question that suddenly arose. Jeong Yeon-shin slowly turned around.

The two people who were watching the black junior from a distance nodded their heads.

It’s Aksurim and Hahuwijin. They show through their actions that they don’t want to associate with Meng Hui.

Jeongyeonshin walked slowly. The black robe that hung down beneath her feet moved.

Sabak.

Zhuge Qing’er and Lady Ye followed.

The blue and white hems of their trousers, which had reached their feet, gently brushed the floor. It was a footstep that would accompany them all the way to Ip Hwang Seong.

He said that it was a thank you envoy. The leader wanted to seek reconciliation with Iphwangseong.

Jegal Cheong-a spoke of a personal favor. He wished to become a guest warrior under Jeong Yeon-sin.

According to Heonwonchang’s guess, it was a girl who noticed Jeongyeonshin’s constitution.

He said that when he saw me walking in on my own two feet, he thought that I cared about my life.

‘Is it pity?’

I didn’t sense any sinister intentions. Zhuge Qing’er’s temperament was clear and transparent.

It was like that from the moment she herself said she would join. It was just hard to read her true feelings.

In that case, it should be left to the judgment of the General Director of the Imperial Household Agency.

He is a great help to Ma Gwang-ik, who is short on power. If he is a master of the Anbeop, he will be able to overcome various situations.

“Do not approach the Lord rashly.”

“That’s right. You two should keep your distance. It’s just tiring.”

Heonwonchang and Taeyeonryong passed by Jegal Cheong-ah and Ye So-jeo. Namgung Hwasin also silently passed them and stood behind Jeong Yeon-sin.

It was accompanied by the sound of footsteps slowly crushing the dirt. The escort was quite sturdy.

Jeong Yeon-shin felt the gaze of Lady Ye and Jegal Cheong-ah. It seemed as if they were staring blankly at her back.

They had different temperaments from Geumseong, who said he would not come out to see them off.

‘What I gained from the meeting was swordsmanship and people.’

Those who originally accompanied us, and those who are joining us for the first time.

The fallen leaves along the roadside are soft like cotton and support the soles of your feet.

It was said that the fallen leaves spread across the river represent the relationships and time that have accumulated as they have spread.

As the missions continued, life became thicker along with Baekhoehyeol.

The name Jeongyeonshin will remain. Even if I cannot accept the fruit of the Heavenly Tree.

‘Where will the next mission be?’

I left the main gate of the Menghui. It was really the end.

* * *

The General Office of the Imperial Guard.

The long, horizontal desks are very old-fashioned. They are made of rosewood and have a bronze sheen.

The writers, who had spaced their seats apart, were each writing with their brushes. The rich scent of ink flowed.

The number of men of letters filling the seats was at least several dozen. The atmosphere was as solemn as that of the warriors.

The highest seat was at the very end.

A sturdy man wearing a brown robe was sitting there. He was a middle-aged man with a thick black beard, and his whole body had a steely air about it.

The Grand Chancellor of the Imperial Palace. The young man in black robe standing in front of the throne looked frail.

“Isn’t that something from your school? I saw it thrown away and wondered what it was.”

The black master who faced the Grand General spoke.

Jinmyeongjo (眞明朝). He was the leader of the blood corps of Iphwangseong.

He had pale skin and a thin face. The young energy from his whole body dyed his black robe with a cold texture.

He made a brief nod toward the corner of the Grand Master’s desk, and his small action gave off a strangely friendly vibe. It was an innate atmosphere.

The Grand General glanced at the letters scattered roughly on the corner of the desk. Then he slowly opened his mouth.

“Eunuch Myung-yeo protested. The head of the branch was cut off from the beginning, so the future seemed quite bleak. Actually, I didn’t expect it to go that far.”

He continued, raising the corners of his lips.

“The eunuch was pressuring me. I couldn’t say anything to Prince Jeong directly. I could feel the joys and sorrows of my fellow eunuchs through the writing. If there was even a little bit of the royal family involved, it would be very satisfying for me to bow down and do it. Those who competed with the lords.”

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong was a man who would even yell at black people about personnel and budget matters. Even the rank of the unarmed men he possessed was high.

So, he spoke comfortably to the lords who were younger than him.

The only difference was that Magwangikju was awarded the Lord’s military merits.

Jin Myeong-jo, the blood-blood lord, naturally received the general’s treatment.

“I have heard a lot about the new Ma Gwang-ik. I also knew the Unyang branch.”

“Her greed was excessive. She would have failed in some way. She was just unlucky enough to fall into the hands of the Duke of Jeong’s sword. It was very early.”

“They said he cut off his head right away.”

“Jeong Gongja’s hands were in perfect harmony with his nature from the moment he entered the world. He could be called the incarnation of the nature of the emperor. His swordsmanship is truly noble. Isn’t swordsmanship without hesitation the virtue of a true warrior?”

The Grand General smiled contentedly as he spoke. At the same time, Jin Myeong-jo’s head tilted slightly to the side.

While furrowing the brows lazily.

“There is a rumor that the new Magwangikju is favored by the Crown Prince. It seems like it’s not an entirely unreliable story, is it? I thought it was just a rumor.”

“I don’t know. Who else would know?”

“Anyway, I hope that guy doesn’t come back.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Isn’t Ma Gwang-ik’s power reduced? In order to compensate for the loss, several armed forces will have to sacrifice themselves, and our blood corps alone has four or five Seomye Mu-maeks. It’s a huge headache.”

“I think it’s distributed fairly evenly among those in their seventeens.”

“I don’t want to give it to you.”

“Who would like that? Accept it. It’s not like it happened once or twice.”

“Don’t you have to face the rain again?”

“Isn’t it because you don’t want to hand over your subordinates? Be grateful for the non-commissioned officer. If it weren’t for that, I would have distributed the personnel like a military officer. By force.”

“Don’t bother talking about the military. I’ve always thought it was a system that went against the times. It’s not like we’re competing for a wedding, and if we lose a bet, we have to hand over our subordinates?”

“You’re quite the man. I don’t want to lose my men, but I don’t want to bother going out to fight.”

“Is it just me?”

“You’re the only one who would do that. The other lords are all on the loose. It’s not that they don’t want to hand over their subordinates, they just see it as an opportunity to mix hands with newcomers.”

“… … .”

“Aren’t you curious about the new Magwangikju? He is the great master of the Myeolmacheonggangsu that you detest so much. Cheonrimdaeju and Seonmokryeongju are even waiting for him. It’s surprising that someone who isn’t even a famous person can use such auspicious methods.”

“It’s not about waiting, it’s about anticipation. Aren’t you from a noble clan?”

“You too.”

“We’ve come across each other again because of this. I avoided you because I didn’t want to see you treat me like a sl*t and tell me to join the Blood Flame Cult.”

The blood-sucking spirit Jin Myeong-jo spoke sharply. He did not hide his sarcastic tone, but the Grand General did not bother to point it out.

The black master of Iphwangseong is not below the head of the general department. He was separate from Im Jinmyeong.

“It’s annoying. I should have just accepted any mission and run away… … .”

It was exactly as the word “disgusting” said. The pale-faced young man roughly tousled his own white hair.

Waves spread irregularly between thin, long fingers. It was a mysterious yet sophisticated wave.

The Grand General, who had been staring blankly at the sight, raised his lips.

“Don’t worry. These are chaotic times. You’ll have to leave soon.”

“After the duel with Magwangikju.”

Jin Myeong-jo muttered helplessly. The Grand General nodded his head in a sarcastic manner.

“You’ve only just returned, haven’t you? The missions that Black receives are carried out under the meticulous calculations of the General Office. The state of the martial arts world, the flow of events, the actions of the opponent and the lord, the composition of the armed forces… Even if you consider everything and give the mission, something always goes wrong. That’s martial arts. It’s bound to take time.”

“Yes, well, I heard you got your salary reduced because of the incident with Sacheonseong Ma Gwangik. You got scolded badly by the Lord Senor, right?”

“That’s enough talk. Anyway, it’s a clash of gods… … .”

The Grand Master smiled as he took out some tea leaves from the desk drawer.

“It’s a feast for the eyes.”

* * *

Jeongyeonshin had to leave three of her subordinates behind.

“Seomyeya. Come here.”

“It’s right for newbies to take the lead.”

Aksurim and Hahuwijin summoned the new Ma Guangyi Zhu.

These are the black seniors who saved Jeongyeonshin from Jegalgaju. I couldn’t help but follow them.

Leaving behind the masters of the blue-filled Iphwangseong Cheonrimdae, I was left to walk under the curious gazes of the top players.

Three people’s footsteps were parallel along the wide-open corridor.

Jeong Yeon-shin had to endure Aksurim’s chattering from the beginning. She raised her head and stared at her junior, and a black lightning flashed in her eyes.

He revealed his fearsome internal energy with just his eyes.

“You said it was called Geomryeoseomneungsik, right? Isn’t there anything in the composition diet that doesn’t have a name? The ones that are left over.”

“The last thing I received was from Geomseong.”

“How many seconds is it?”

“There are three prosecutors.”

“There will be more, right? It can’t end with three. Your swordsmanship will grow as much as your accomplishments, so if you’ve laid the foundation, there will definitely be more.”

“I have a question.”

“Huh? Ask me anything.”

Ak Ye-rim responded with a grin. Jeong Yeon-shin, who greeted her with her eyes, slowly opened her lips.

I remember my maternal grandfather lying there like a coffin.

“Does the Banrohwandong affect Baekhwi?”

“Hmm? Why are you curious about that?”

“If your grandfather takes the Daehwandan, his internal energy will be renewed… … Since he has recently mastered a decent Donggong, if he is lucky, I think he can expect to reach the realm of Nohwasuncheong. However, this junior does not know the state of the unity of the spirit and energy. I wonder if the purified true energy is also interfering with the head.”

“huh?”

“Before Mr. Evil regained his youthful appearance, I wonder if his words and actions were similar to those of today. Since this is a question without any other context, I hope you will accept it without misinterpretation.”

It was a pure question.

The current Ip Hwang-shin-chang speaks in a light tone. She was a master who turned back time in the flesh.

It had a very unique prayer. Its appearance, contrasting with its aerodynamics, created an alien atmosphere.

However, Aksurim before he returned to the throne would not have maintained the same words and actions as he does now.

The Ganghoin tribe valued face and honor more than anyone else.

Even the masters of Sima Weidao had a bearing that suited their school.

Mayeonjeok is the only grandfather.

If Jeonggadonggong, Daehwandan, and Cheonun come together to turn back the clock, then that’s good.

But if it wasn’t for the previous magic, it would have been a little sad. So I asked.

Aksurim’s small lips closed.

Hahahahaha!

“What a brazen fellow! To Ip-Hwang-Sinchang!”

It was a laugh that burst from the mouth of the Heavenly Power God, Xiahou Weijin.

He looked down at the two people with a pout, and burst out laughing right after seeing Aksurim’s reaction.

Perhaps it was because of its huge body and deep abyss-like power. The loud noises sounded like thunder.

“You’re telling me to pay my price! For a Han Chinese, you’re quite the talker! You must have a knack for provocation!”

“No. I don’t know much about provocation either.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered calmly.

There was a rustling sound from behind. It was a presence I could clearly feel without having to look back.

Tae-Yeom-Ryong, who was walking with a backpack on his back, spat out the poppy he was chewing. It was accompanied by a breath mixed with laughter. Ma-Gwang-Ik-Ju furrowed his eyebrows. What.