Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 265

Master of martial arts (2)

The commotion that had filled the wide mountainside suddenly died down.

Only the invisible waves still rippled ominously from below.

An early sunset had appeared, and a dull thud was heard from the hill on the other side.

Heat spread from the corpse that fell, split in two. The eye sockets gradually turned red.

The sight of a cloud of steam rising from the blood of the Blood Flame Cult nobles was eerie. However, the Hwasan Jangmunin who unleashed the unimaginable slaughter seemed to have no particular feelings.

She just stood still behind Ma Gwang-ik-ju’s shoulder.

Even though he cut the apostle in two with one stroke, his breathing did not waver. Jeong Yeon-shin felt it with her ear.

The Holy Sword of the Holy Spirit, Yulhanangrang.

The title of Nangnang, which refers to the god of Taoism, came across as realistic.

A sublime presence was coming. It felt like the irresistible flower buds were skimming across my skin.

“… … .”

Jeongyeonshin didn’t move. She only felt the presence of the volcano’s long-legged friend.

The peerless master who holds the power of life and death in this place appeared, and I encountered a move that was difficult to understand even at first glance.

The Sasado, who was on his deathbed, brought out the name of a peerless secret weapon. It was called Jahashin Gong.

A martial art also known as the magic of the old school immortals. This was the first time that Jeonggajang had seen the new art in its entirety, something he had only heard of through hearsay.

As a disciple of the eldest son, he had been friends with Yu Hyeon, who succeeded the Jaha Mu lineage, for a long time, but his Taoist friend lived a very long time. He told Jeong Yeon-shin to show him the sunset.

A blue light flashed across Magwangikju’s eyes.

‘It looks a bit like Hwan-gang, but… the operation is different.’

It wasn’t a clash of two opposing energies. The feeling of iron filings sticking together was closer to the principle of Tai Chi.

It was a union like a sunset that was created in accordance with providence. Jeong Yeon-shin felt the meeting of heaven and earth in the sword path that suddenly appeared like the horizon.

It was far from the skills that put a burden on the body, such as Hwan-gang and Jong-geuk-roe.

Contrary to the method of not being able to achieve immortality without mastering the Jeonggadonggong, I felt the mysteriousness unique to the Taoist sect.

‘This is enough for training. I can’t just let go and take it when the ultimate lightning strike is over.’

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes lit up. What did you do?

That was when.

“how?”

It was the voice of Yulhanangrang.

After holding Jeongyeonshin in his place with his invincible presence, he seemed to have looked through the pages of the book.

The pages of the Myeoljeolsama Chongram were floating in the air like a thousand flowers. Each page was fluttering on its own, so it was impossible not to notice it.

Jeongyeonshin carefully opened her lips.

“Have you seen it?”

“It doesn’t have a name, but this is the Chungdanpa Hwanggeombeop (忠段破荒劍法). It’s exactly like the swordsmanship described. It’s a martial art that only high-ranking officials in the Paegeomjeong sect learn. They don’t accept just anyone as their disciple.”

“It was written by someone who was the nanny of the head of the Paekgeom clan.”

“The great slash is Saebyeok (碎霹), and the method of sharpening the sword energy with a light wave is Wanghwa (望華). It is the sword of a hegemon who has killed at least hundreds of people… … This latter part, the part where it is used even though it is not Chongdanpahwang. The sword breath that creates a slash, the method of using the light wave to crush the sword energy… … This… is truly useful… … .”

The volcano’s long-winded words were not continued for a moment.

Even Jeongyeonshin has difficulty approaching the internal energy breathing, which is long and drawn out. What is it that comes to mind? It felt as if there was an abyss in the breath.

Sabak.

Jeongyeonshin slowly moved her feet and looked back at her.

The appearance of the solemn Holy Sword God was the same as before.

She was wearing only white sandals and a long pink robe. Her appearance was the same, as if she was covered in transparent flower petals all over her body.

The occasional colorless flash of self-defense energy is mysterious. It even exudes transcendence.

“There is a destruction method written that is not even in the main text of the Paegeomjong.”

Yulhanangrang, who had taken his gaze from the book, met Jeongyeonshin’s eyes.

“It says it’s Seomye’s work, but you’re saying that you wrote it.”

“yes.”

“I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it even after seeing it with my own eyes.”

“If you look closely at the opponent’s martial arts, isn’t it obvious to everyone? It’s enough if you don’t have dull eyes, but I think that because there is a morality in martial arts, they don’t do anything to destroy each other. For the sake of a pure martial arts match… … .”

“I don’t understand the context of what you’re saying.”

“Even in the main castle, the only ones who study the destruction method are the Yulyeongdae in charge of law enforcement. I intend to endure the shame and gain merit and defeat my enemies with these. So please do not look at me with reproachful eyes. You are not even the lord of the castle.”

Jeong Yeon-shin spoke somewhat muttering. It sounded like an excuse.

‘Even if the world doesn’t do it, I have to do it.’

It was possible because I had good colleagues.

Even when creating the Baekbaek Chongram, Heonwonchang and Taeyeonryong did not criticize him in any particular way.

Iphwangsinhyeop was careful with his words from the beginning. He must have known that Jeongyeonsin’s keen eye for detail came from her longevity.

On the other hand, Taeyeonryong seemed to be suppressing his surprise with a relaxed expression like a nobleman.

Since that scoundrel was from the Hwangbo family, it was clear that he had a hard time pointing out his immorality.

Baek Gi-rin and Namgung Hwa-shin, who were present at the time, did not show any particular emotion as usual. It was a motivation that was unusually deep.

The reason why the next Suncheon Ikju was also successful was because, contrary to common sense, the black seniors of Wonpyeong Ilgeomjang were happy to receive the Pa Baek Chongram.

The distribution of the combative, high-level strategists was extraordinary. They even gave advice on the annotations.

Thanks to that, we have today’s Myeoljeolsa Maga Chongram.

‘I wonder if Senior Ha-hoo and Senior Cheon came back to find Senior Ha.’

I thought of my seniors who went to Xingang to protect Suncheon Ikju at that time. Xiahou Weijin, the leader of Cheonrimdaeju, and Cheon Soso, the leader of Seonmukryeongju. They said they were coming after defeating the remnants of Mingjiao.

Soon, Jeong Yeon-shin stopped thinking and stared at Yul Ha-nan-rang. She was concerned about her own safety. Rather, she wondered if her seniors were worried about her.

“… … .”

The expression on the volcano’s face was somewhat ambiguous.

He had a slightly frowning look on his high nose, and he looked detached, unlike any other master. That made him even more strange and scary.

A cold silence flowed. It felt like a blade was piercing through the air.

It was said that the leaders of the Daebangpa clan were mostly supernatural beings who had achieved greatness through martial arts.

Since the limitations of common sense were thrown away like a piece of cloth, there was no way to know what he was thinking. Even the sight of his sleeves fluttering in the wind seemed like an unknown movement.

“I don’t think Magwangikju would want to exchange jokes and jokes… … .”

Yulhanangrang slowly moved her lips.

“I will truly accept your words and treat you with the respect you deserve as a great master.”

“That’s a little bit.”

Jeongyeonshin turned her head slightly in embarrassment. She didn’t want to be called a book that summarized the weaknesses of various sects.

It was like showing the Jeonggadonggong, which contained the diary of my childhood, to a stranger with whom I had no blood ties.

‘No. That one is more horrible.’

Jeong Yeon-shin blinked once and said.

“The martial arts of the Great Wave Sect are extremely vast. This is called the method of destruction, but because my knowledge is not broad, it is limited to a few main martial arts… … .”

“I have thought about your treatment in a way that is not befitting a Taoist.”

“… … ?”

“This part.”

Yulhanangrang’s fingers gently pushed away the outer part of the Myeoljeolsamajongram. The part that said ‘Seomye Jeo’ touched her fingertips.

“I guess I should erase it. I was reckless.”

“Why… … ?”

The mouth of the volcano’s long-legged friend drew a small curve. A purple glow shone in her eyes.

“I want to see the Baekdo General Review. There’s no way only one side is possible.”

“There is no such name….”

Jeongyeonshin answered absentmindedly. It was true.

Yulhanangrang’s smile deepened. In his pure and clear smile, the noble qualities of a knight were revealed.

Are all the Taoist priests who trained under the energy of Seorak Volcano like that?

“If you don’t have it, you can’t do it. However, if you put your nickname here, you will inevitably have to take charge of the world. The rank of Ip Hwang Seong Black is high enough, but… … It seems a little early.”

Jeongyeonshin unconsciously realized that she had just overcome a major crisis.

“… I will do that.”

He snapped his fingers as he answered.

The sparks that had bloomed with a loud noise flew in all directions. The moment they touched the covers of the books that were floating around, they disappeared, leaving behind soot.

I just removed the part that said ‘Island of the Sea’. It was a move that melted the sparks caused by the Sammaejinhwa into the air current of Mancheonhwawoo.

“Even your demeanor is worth your face. With such exquisite hands.”

Yulhanangrang laughed as if she found it funny.

Jeongyeonshin waved her hand briefly without paying attention.

“Some of the Sapa Mu-maek’s destruction methods. Take them one by one.”

Two books flew into the arms of Jang Soon-il and Bukgung Rin. The eyes of Bukgung-hu and the others grew wide.

“Sun-il, I think it would be better for you to practice secretly. The nature of martial artists is usually ferocious, so they rarely sit back and watch what they don’t have. Also consider reporting the identities of your enemies to Ip-Hwang-Seong. I will step forward.”

“Gilbeot. Why do we have… … .”

Bukgung Rin asked, his white and blue hair fluttering. Jeong Yeon-shin took out the bead the ice nobles had given her and showed it to her.

“I said there was ice in the North Sea. I’ll go there soon, so don’t treat me badly.”

“Are you coming to marry me?”

“I wish all the warriors of the Ice Palace would learn this. The Extermination Sima Zhonglan is not something to be taken as a vision. Soon, many warriors will come to know about it.”

Jeong Yeon-shin opened her bag and prepared to go down the mountain.

Because I was afraid that I might be attacked by the Blood Flame Cult’s Sado, I put all the spread out copies of the Extermination Sima Chronicle into my bag.

I know that there is another root of the thousand-year-old water lily near the top of Chilnyeo Peak. However, this is not the time to be greedy.

Yulhanangrang came here to feed Hasuo to Cheonjujinin, who was in critical condition.

Since the Volcanic Sword has been seriously injured by the first apostle of the Blood Flame Cult, it is difficult to expect any concessions.

Just turning a blind eye to the spirit currently in Jeongyeonshin’s arms was an act befitting of the head of the Hwasan faction.

She didn’t show any sign of trying to steal anything. She was a strong-willed woman who moved according to reason and principle.

Anyway, I couldn’t challenge the leader of the old faction in this state. It would be difficult to even get a single move in unless it was the moment when the ultimate lightning was activated.

“Thank you in many ways.”

He handed the last volume of the Myeoljeolsama Chongram to Yulhanangrang without putting it away.

“… I don’t know how to specify the frequency.”

That was when.

Kuung!

For a moment, the sky seemed to tremble. A sudden wave of air descended and surged along the ridge.

Something that seemed to be a precursor to a massive landslide, something other than a person, appeared from the foot of the mountain.

A complicated expression crossed Jeong Yeon-shin’s face. Not today.

“I know that the Sword Master is coming. Please stop him.”

Ma Gwang-ik-ju offers an unstoppable card to the Hwasan Jangmun-in. Her eyebrows, which had already begun to glow, slightly rise.

“I would like you to try the destruction method.”

Jeong Yeon-shin calmly submitted her request.

* * *

The Taebaek Mountains in Shaanxi are very wide. They are a ridge that leads to the highest peak in the vast Jinling Mountains.

This means that there are countless roads leading to Chilnyeo Peak, and there were also many paths where the Two Flame Blood Spirits’ Camps were set up.

The white mountainside was rippling translucently here and there.

The Jeoljin that once hid the headquarters of the Blood Flame Cult was locked up in Taebaek Mountain. It was not an ordinary scale.

The magical instruments used in the formation and precious magicians were mobilized. This was because the second apostle of the Blood Flame Sect accepted Yeo-ryeong’s proposal.

-Kill the Iphwangseong Magwangikju.

There was no reason for Isa to refuse.

The apostles, who worshipped blood and flame, were free from the great doctrine.

They acted in a very strict position. Since each branch was led by their own authority, it was also up to the Isado to decide whether to cooperate with the female leader.

“The Sword Master has entered!”

“Close now. Magwangikju must not escape.”

Isado was a very thin man.

He had unusually long, jet-black hair, and irregular waves sparkled from his thin arms, almost dazzling.

There was no need for muscle strength as he floated about half an inch in the air. The pureblood robe he wore matched the appearance of the Seven Sages standing next to him.

“so.”

He slowly moved his lips away.

“So you were supported without your will. To that bastard Ilsa.”

“I’m interested in something else.”

Chilsado gave a short answer and touched the patch on his left eye.

The corners of Isado’s mouth went up.

“Why don’t you let it be and let it be? Do you have malicious intentions?”

“A wicked mind?”

“Isn’t it true that we respect the island of Magwangikju more than our blood and fire? I don’t understand why you left the embrace of Ilsado and came to me.

“It doesn’t make sense that you lost the King so easily. It would be better to clear my doubts here and now.”

The surroundings became quiet.

It was a place overgrown with the corpses of martial artists and commoners who had been wandering around the foot of the mountain.

The number of Blood Flame Cult masters who have repeatedly annihilated the world has reached a hundred and filled the lower part of the mountain. Countless eyes are staring at the Seven Sages. There is an eerie silence.

She opened her mouth nonchalantly.

“The Grand Master is strong. His magical powers have also been strengthened.”

“The True Energy of the Sanggeuk is only meaningful when it makes contact. Were the martial arts of the Seven Sages of our school that shallow? If you’re going to make excuses that don’t make sense, it would be better if you let me do it.”

The director said politely.

There was silence for a moment. It was a cold silence, yet there was a certain warmth to it.

The excitement unique to Saihan religion gradually began to fill the foothills of Taebaek Mountain. Perhaps they had been forewarned. There were more than a few men holding weapons.

The siege net was not ending. The Blood Flame Cult had been a large sect famous for its numbers since ancient times. The red heads were spread out, completely covering the snow floor.

“Chilsado, I am worthy of the rank of the cult leader.”

The director smiled strangely.

He crossed his arms as if he was just going to watch, and slid back like a ghost. It seemed like he was trying to gain some blood when the Seven Sado’s strength was gone.

Since the Yyeomhyeolryeongjin is spread out over a wide area, you can immediately tell where the Magwangikju is breaking through with magical power.

There is also a network of spiritual beings connecting the Sword Lord and the Blood Flame Cult.

It means that death is a foregone conclusion. It was a scheme of the Thirteen Heavenly Kings of Shaanxi.

Chilsado muttered softly while moving his legs. It’s just that a hundred-year-old man is so quick-witted.

Sabak.

As I took a few steps forward, Taesa Jeongyeonshin’s leather shoes overlapped. It was accompanied by a voice that was ecstatically neat.

-Don’t show up in front of me without permission. As long as you lead the demons, you can’t coexist with me. That’s only natural.

Madness took hold of the lips of the Seven Apostles.