Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 312

Heonwon (7)

Eww! Ewww!

A sudden commotion broke out in the forest covered in pure white snow. In an instant, Jeon Baek, who had been scattered, let out a groan from a distance.

The severed shoulder seemed to be stuck in the ground.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyelids rose slightly.

The range of the sense of control has been greatly reduced. This is due to the power of the Ja-ung-shin-pyeon and the internal damage inflicted by the Nae-ga-jung-su-beop, but it was too late to detect the power wave that occurred far away.

The moment I felt the blow heading towards Jeon Baek, I didn’t even feel like blocking it.

I was just happy to have met you unexpectedly. Maybe it was because I had become more lonely after entering Iphwangseong.

‘Yoo Hyeon… … ?’

Beyond the bushes surrounding the camping site, I saw the shape of flower petals in the wind that struck Jeon Baek’s body.

It was with a very familiar temperament. Plum Blossom Boxing, Jahashin Gong. The purification of the noble old school martial arts.

I wonder if I have digested the Jasodan that Jeongyeonshin melted down a long time ago as my own.

The awakening of the volcanic dragon Yuhyeon was incomparable to that of the past.

Although it may not be as good as the Shaolin Secret Hundred Steps Divine Fist, the power of the wind that struck from far away was enough to blow away Jeon Baek.

His close friend was clearly moving forward, albeit at short strides. As he walked the long martial arts path of the old school, which was difficult for Jeong Yeon-shin to climb by nature.

‘Did you say he was a spirit of Shaolin?’

I distinctly heard a voice that seemed familiar to me for a long time. It seemed like it had been chasing Jeon Baek and Gun Yu-rin.

“What kind of a bastard is this!”

As Gunyu-rin suddenly stood up and pulled out the long sword behind her, Jeongyeon-shin’s eyes scanned the surroundings. There must have been an unfamiliar animal nearby.

All beasts with spirituality were precious. They were animals raised to be clever through the secret arts of the famous tribe.

It was mostly considered a divine achievement regarding tracking, but it was said that each spirit had a different ability.

‘That’s the kid.’

On a snow-white tree branch.

A squirrel appeared. It was looking down at Jeongyeonshin with its large, puffed-out cheeks that were a shade of brown.

The eyes were shining brightly. At first glance, they looked different from other beasts. A sparkling talent was visible.

“Come here.”

When I reach out my hand, the squirrel’s eyes widen.

The little beast quickly and briefly nodded its head, examining Jeongyeonshin, then jumped up onto the palm of his hand and began sniffing with its tiny nose.

The feel of the thick, needle-like claws softened in my palm.

It was when Jeongyeon Shin’s lips formed a faint curve.

bang!

There was a loud noise outside the bushes. Suddenly a strong wind blew.

Hwaaaaak―

It seemed as if Gun Yu-rin had thrown a sword. Judging by the strong shock wave, it seemed that Yu-hyeon had managed to block it. Gun Yu-rin continued her harsh words.

“You bastard, you rascal! Where did you get the courage to come from! Are you crazy because you want to become a corpse, you little brat!”

“A one-armed man pretending to be a man of letters chased me! He stole beef from the lower village, didn’t he? The brown squirrel of Shaolin sniffed it out right away!”

“what?”

“Did you think there would be no regrets? If you go on a bandit rampage with your mediocre martial arts skills and get caught by a knight, you’ll end up dead! Today is Sima Weidao’s anniversary next year!”

“Beef? When?”

“Don’t act like a fool. Judging from your martial arts skills, behavior, and words, it’s clear that you’re that guy’s master. The one in front of you right now is a Taoist monk from the Hwasan faction, and if we’re talking about this monk, he’s one of the four great monks of the Sungsan Shaolin… .”

“I only ate wild animals? Hey, Jeon Baek!”

“Evil Demon Practitioner Jeon Baek? You guys, you were Sim Mu-ryeon? As expected… …!”

“I, I just needed to recuperate! Miss! With this much trauma, you need to eat well so that your acupuncture points don’t get damaged…!”

“This crazy bastard said he was going to the side and then he steals meat without telling his master? Have you forgotten that I tried to save you by flattering you with something that wasn’t in my horoscope? My heart dropped the moment I saw the sword, but that bastard Suha!”

“Miss? Are you a real thief? You’re worthy of being the touchstone of the Plum Blossom Sword. Charge.”

“You cheeky brat! Do you think you can become a Yeonhwanata?”

Sabak.

It’s dizzy. Jeong Yeon-shin, who was stroking the squirrel’s cheek with her index finger, turned around.

If Yu-Hyeon were to be attacked by Gun-Yoo-Rin even a little bit, both Jeong-Yeon-Shin and Hwa-San Jang-Moon would be ashamed.

at that time.

“Amitabha.”

It rang right next to me.

A wave of air spread from the faint displeasure and brushed the hem of Jeongyeonshin’s shoulders.

It felt incredibly refreshing and yet solid. It immediately brought to mind a hermitage and a moktak.

“What a strange companion. Your Majesty, you do not seem to be a Sima Wei-do, so what will you seek from those who treat the lives of the people lightly?”

It’s a very pleasant sound. If the low sound of a flute were to transform into a human voice, it would be like this.

Jeongyeonshin slowly turned her head.

The first thing I noticed was the sharp, pointed ears. The shaved head came next.

A refreshing air came out of Seungpo, who was covered in dark orange all over his body.

A monk of the noble family.

There was not a single wrinkle on her side profile, but she did not look young. She looked like a celestial goddess, holding a long pole in the ground.

‘I came here in just one step. I’ve been through a lot of space.’

It is said that there are four movements in the world of martial arts that are said to be discussed above the clouds.

The eight great dragon forms of the extinct Kunlun sect.

Blood Flame Cultivation Method.

The 13th Heavenly Golden Sword’s Chamryongcheonrinshinsul (Dragon Slashing and Scales Body Technique).

And, the Vajra Immovable Body Method handed down in Shaolin Temple.

The word ‘immobility’ was added to his movements. It means the pinnacle of stillness. He suddenly sat down next to Jeong Yeon-shin without showing any movement.

It would have been impossible if the divine law had not been on a par with sorcery.

It’s both terrifying and extremely threatening.

‘Who is Shaolin?’

Jeongyeonshin felt curious. She wondered how she would have felt if her senses were normal.

“The person I am looking for might be a donor.”

The monk didn’t look at him. He just stared blankly ahead and continued speaking slowly.

“That longing is not even pleasing to the young monks of the temple, but the donor seems to have a similar temperament to the noble family. If the children see it, they might be jealous. It is quite meaningful to the clan of the lesser monks.”

The squirrel sitting on Jeongyeonshin’s hand was chewing on its lips. It seemed like its cheek pouch was full of something like acorns.

Jeongyeonshin’s hand, which had removed its index finger from Galhon’s cheek, moved down to her waist and wiggled slightly.

The sense of unity I felt from the monk sitting next to me was incredible. Even the crushed energy was ringing an alarm bell, and at first glance, he was a master of Samhwachwijeong, and he had also mastered the thousand-year-old Shaolin technique.

It was difficult to let down my guard even though I didn’t feel any hostility.

“It is called Wonjeok (original accumulation). I have forgotten its worldly name.”

The monk said.

Jeongyeonshin was very surprised inside.

‘He is a monk who trained for a hundred years by looking at a wall.’

It was a name of immense power. It was widely known for its incredible power.

One of the four great diamonds of Shaolin.

It means that he is ranked in the top five among the sects known as the strongest among the old sects.

He was clearly one of the top 18 Arhats, also known as Wonjeok Daesa, and was widely respected throughout the world.

After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the limits of distribution disappeared and the temple was preserved for a long time in Shaolin.

The Sadaegumgang Wonjeok was a person who played a major role in the recent Shaolin Temple becoming famous for its century-old wall.

“Even if I ask about the identity of the person giving the gift… um, it’s a bit noisy around here.”

Suddenly, Wonjeok opened his mouth wide.

And shouted.

conflict-!

In an instant, a powerful wave of air spread and the bushes in front of me all fell backwards. It was as if a storm had suddenly descended.

Amidst the roar of the air from all directions, the two new forms were revealed beyond the bushes, each bouncing off in the opposite direction. They stopped clashing as soon as they heard the shout.

A solar term that is not one of the 72 solar terms, but is one of the symbols of Shaolin.

It was a posthumous death.

* * *

In the world of martial arts, disputes are usually resolved by the strong.

Gun Yu-rin, who had been rushing at Yu-hyeon as if he was going to kill her, became quiet. He sat somewhat close to Jeong Yeon-shin and looked back and forth at Won-jeok, Yu-hyeon, and Jeon Baek across the campfire.

He had his legs slightly pulled up toward his chest and his arms roughly placed on his knees, looking bold. He looked ready to stand up at any moment in case of emergency.

Jeon Baek looked resentful with the sophisticated face of a bachelor.

“Why me?”

“Shut up, you ungrateful bastard.”

Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin was locking eyes with a young Taoist priest wearing a white robe.

The slightly chubby cheeks matched the pink plum blossom embroidery on the hem of her dress even better. The voice in her voice was also more dignified than before.

―… I’m really surprised. You popped out from there. So, how have you been?

-I’m fine. You were the one who came out. Anyway, how is Yulhanangrang?

-Master? Well, you’ve recovered a lot. I got in trouble for trying to stop you from going to kill the Paegeomjongju. I heard you came up with a new swordsmanship style for the Plum Blossom Sword Technique. Anyway, it’s a good thing our paths overlapped. I stopped by Gongya Se-ga while chasing you. I wanted to let Galhoni smell it. I came here on the way and heard about the meat thief.

-smell?

I’m going crazy.

A squirrel has climbed onto the shoulder of its enemy, who has already closed his eyes.

It was said to be a spirit raised in Shaolin.

He is said to be a grim reaper who helps find the common people who were kidnapped by the martial artists, and also chases after the underworld to destroy the limbs and meridians of his disciple, the monk who broke his precepts.

―Fortunately, the Gongya siblings gave you your belongings. Pieces of torn clothing and sword fragments. They were stored in a wooden box like treasures. Both of them. Now that I think about it, the little prince of Gongsun Sega kept the sword you used in his room as a decoration. At this point, aren’t you closer to a spirit than a human?

-star…….

―Even without that, his fame has been incredible lately. Yes, that’s right! How did you kill Zhuge Liang? You really killed him, right? What kind of martial arts achievements are you talking about…?

At that moment, the ear of the enemy who was sitting on the floor of one eye moved very slightly.

The conversation between the two friends took place separately.

-White noise.

―I thought you’d be indifferent. You started something that shook up the whole world of martial arts… … Anyway, you said you were hiding your identity, right? Are you sure he doesn’t know who you are? I wonder if I messed up things by getting excited the moment I saw you.

It was when Yu-Hyeon pointed to Gun-Yu-Rin with his eyes.

Suddenly she snorted. It was an exaggerated gesture that made the hair on the back of her ears stand up for a moment.

“What are you babbling about, you little brat?”

“Are you proud of being on par with Yoo Hyun-jin when you’re all grown up? If it weren’t for that guy’s group, my sword would have drawn plum blossoms with your blood.”

“Dong-su? If only there weren’t Shaolin monks, you bastard… …!”

She glanced at the enemy and then glanced at Jeongyeonshin, then her fingertips trembled slightly. She was in a dilemma. The firelight from the bonfire flickered dark red on the back of her hand.

A conversation like a comic strip took place amidst the sparks flying around, but the late winter air surrounding them was strangely chilly.

A very ambiguous and unexpected position.

The atmosphere of the camp was like this. The 13th Heavenly and Nine-Pa’s unmanned forces were gathered in one place.

If it weren’t for Jeong Yeon-shin, who had to accompany Gun Yu-rin until she found the salmun, she would have fallen for it a long time ago.

“dole.”

Won-jeok suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth.

The two lines of three seals on his forehead became noticeably reddish. This was because energy was generated within his body.

A strange pressure rose up in his body. The bonfire in front of him suddenly felt eerie.

-What will you seek from those who treat the lives of the people lightly?

That’s what I said before.

Shaolin’s compassion usually extends to the common people.

The words “Chukma Myeolsa” and “Pasa Hyeonjeong” are inscriptions that attest to the Baekdo Jeongpa’s handicap against Sima Oedo.

The savagery of the Jeongpa Ganghoins is extremely sharp. They have no mercy towards their enemies.

Shaolin is the same. They are reluctant to accumulate karma, but their power and scepter are the foundation of martial arts in the martial arts world, possessing both subtlety, purity, and a violent temperament.

They have been breaking Sima Wei’s limbs in a comical way.

Even in the vast world, it was extremely rare to find someone who did not know the Four Great Diamonds. Time, inaction, and fame had made them so.

“Would you please shake hands with me? It will only take a moment.”

“… … !”

Yu-Hyeon, Gun-Yu-Rin, and Jeon-Baek each showed a look of surprise.

The Shaolin Four Great Diamonds applied for a martial arts award. It was a serious matter that required consideration of the context in which it occurred.

* * *

The enemy can hear the voices of others.

The moment I reached seventy years of perfect wall training, I felt like my ears were opening. The Shaolin abbot said that this was the beginning of the six divine powers.

It is said to be an extreme sense mainly given to the monks of the noble clan.

It didn’t mean anything.

Wonjeok lost his family to a famous religious sect a hundred years ago and became a monk.

Even on the day I first set foot on Sungsan Mountain, and on the day I got my hair cut and stamped my seal, the faces of my parents screaming in the black flames still lingered in my mind.

It was the Samadhi evolution of the famous cult leader Cheonma, who appears at any time and in any era.

It is difficult to approach with the senses.

In order to deal with the magic and power of sorcery, a very fundamental method of opposing forces is needed, but the monks of Shaolin were unable to restore the Guanyin Qinggangsu, which had magical power.

It was a skill that was lost a long time ago and it is difficult to find a copy even in Janggyeonggak.

Even the Shaolin abbot did not like to scribble down lost martial arts on a blank sheet of paper. He told him to learn the martial arts in the temple well.

―I will go find Magwangikju… Yes, I knew you would say that as soon as you were released. However, I can’t let you go alone… The problem is that you don’t have a disciple who can follow you. If I ask you to do your bidding, everyone will be scared. Why didn’t you be more gentle?

―What is wrong with asking a monk to cultivate himself? It is okay to go out alone.

―You may be like that, but Shaolin is not okay. What kind of education and refinement can a monk who has only stared at the wall for a hundred years have? No-nap is very worried.

He listened with one ear and let it go. Won-jeok was used to the abbot’s empty chanting.

Listening to the conversation between the disciple of Hwasan, Yu Hyeon, and the boy in front of him, it turned out that the person facing him now was none other than Ma Gwang Ikju of Ip Hwang Seong.

Keep both hands still.

The form was close to natural, yet perfect. It showed a glimpse of the incomparable talent that would amaze anyone in Shaolin.

‘But.’

One who associates with Sima Weidao for his own purposes.

That shouldn’t be the case. If Magwangikju truly possesses magical power, he should display conduct befitting his power.

The junior who was far behind needed guidance. I don’t know why he accepted the offer.

‘I must act as a senior in the martial arts world.’

It was with that in mind that I prepared for the Baekbo Shinkwon (100 Steps Divine Fist).

Suddenly, a strange energy flowed out from Seomye’s body. It was the release of the air power that had been tightly hidden.

Wonjeok furrowed his brows. He wanted to calm his mind from the magical power that he could not obtain even after a hundred years of being a wall.

The owner of the divine energy must fulfill his destiny. Guidance came first.

However.

Saaaaa―

A translucent white light fills the forest and an energy mysteriously brushes the skin.

So much.

It was so auspicious.

The slowly spreading aerodynamic waves spread a feeling of extreme refreshment throughout the body. This feeling was almost like paradise.

Even the master’s supreme ability was so powerful that it seemed like a useless skill.

Hehe, hehehe.

The corners of the enemy’s mouth began to twitch and loosen.