Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 400

◈ Carpet (9)

A close friend of the Hwasanpa school blinks.

The corners of Jeongyeonshin’s mouth twitched slightly. The forest scenery spread out above Yuhyeon’s crown was clearly visible.

There was nothing to distract the view except the shabby village and the green, bare forest of trees. It was the eye level that could be said to be the difference between an adult and a boy.

Yu-Hyeon’s fist, which had previously extended the plum blossom fist, was spread out awkwardly.

Then the boy Taoist shrugged his shoulders slightly. He seemed to be hesitating whether or not to scold Jeong Yeon-shin.

“Right…? It’s you, right?”

“When will you grow up?”

“It’s true, it’s making me so excited! This is ridiculous!”

It’s a reunion with a few close friends.

The sight of Yu-Hyeon looking bewildered brought about a strange feeling in Jeong-Yeon-Shin.

On the one hand, he felt a little satisfied and happy, but on the other hand, he also felt the difference in time between himself and Yu-Hyeon, who would enjoy a long life as the leader of the Hwasan faction.

It was an inferiority complex that had taken root like a dry old tree.

Jeongyeonshin looked down at her friend without showing any particular emotion. In any case, it was possible to tease Yuhyeon with just a glance.

They say that anyone who comes near food turns black, but these days, it’s not hard to enjoy the moment like Taeyeonryong.

“The plum blossom inspection has been completed.”

Jeongyeon Shin said. As soon as she felt Yu Hyeon’s presence, she slightly revealed her light wheel.

It would have been difficult to sense it without a certain level of intuition, but it was an elite of the Volcano faction that was stronger than the Ip Hwang Seong Baek.

“How did you change so much already…? You’ve changed, right?”

“okay.”

“… Let’s check one last time. Do you remember when we first met, you lost to me in five rounds?”

“It looks like you’ve been practicing the technique for a long time in bed. You were a three-pointed swordsman back then… .”

Jeongyeon Shin’s words were cut off. It was because Yuhyeon, who had come closer with stronger legs than before, started to pat his arm and shoulder as a warning.

An expression far from clean. A look of terrification was visible on his face.

“Here, what is this Jisin-geun? What kind of spirit’s tendon did you put in here? Why is the ulna so strong? If you swing a sword with this body generating air power, how much sword power will you have…?”

“Don’t touch.”

Jeongyeonshin stepped back with a serious expression. I wondered what she was doing.

Yu-Hyeon snickered and glanced at his waist.

The shining silver sword of the new sword Yeolleo stands out no matter where you look. Yu-Hyeon muttered. What is that?

“… Anyway, you really became a big shot. The Gogeomjinin came down from the Mudangpa. He was walking with us and said that he felt the Yeo-ryeongju and Muryonghoeju, and then suddenly his body split into two and disappeared. It was the Won-yeong-shin I had only heard of.”

It was when Yu-Hyeon was talking nonsense.

Paralock-

One of the four plum blossom inspectors who had suddenly appeared before his eyes grabbed Yu-Hyeon by the back of his neck and dragged him along. It was accompanied by a scolding telling him to follow etiquette and order.

The other three raised their hands together toward Jeong Yeon-shin. The plum blossoms engraved on the ends of their white sleeves flowed down along with the hem of their clothes.

Then a woman with a cold expression came forward.

“The priest has committed an offence. Bindo is Yu Hyang, who studied under the great leader of the Hwasanpa. You may regard me as the representative of the group.”

It seemed to be Yu-Hyeon’s private residence. Jeong Yeon-Shin, who returned the favor with a lottery ticket, glanced around.

It was originally a hastily built village, but now it had become so desolate that it was beyond comparison.

A completely collapsed guest house, a campfire with only black embers left, and dozens of unmanned people lying around, groaning.

Among them, there was a young man with a scruffy head who was not Yeo-ryeong’s former disciple.

“Ugh… Ugh… … .”

“Arm, my arm…!”

It was in the hands of the plum inspectors. It happened while Jeong Yeon-shin was having a brief conversation with Yoo Hyeon.

There was no particular noise that could be heard in the conversation between the two friends earlier, because the Hwasanpa’s dark fragrance sign was close to the Shinkongjeolhak.

“I congratulate you on your great achievement.”

Plum Blossom Inspection Center’s incense dojo spoke. It was different from the attitude of the old school immortals that Jeongyeonshin had experienced so far.

Was it possible that the achievements she had accumulated over the years were beginning to be spread throughout the world? Her eyes were filled with a subtle sense of astonishment that she could not hide.

“I have felt your energy at the Martial Arts Association. Your discerning eye and sense of energy are also among the best among the disciples, so you must be the Magwangikju yourself.”

That was the reason why the plum inspectors left Yu-Hyeon alone.

Jeong Yeon-shin responded with praise, saying that the incense burner was indeed perfect. It was not a formal remark.

Because the profound depth of Jeongjong’s teachings is revealed in a subtle way, separate from the practitioner’s achievements.

“hmm…….”

The stiff expressions of the Hwasanpa masters have somewhat softened. It was only a few years ago that the twenty-four-year-old Plum Blossom Sword Master clashed with the Naraksal Margin’s Ma Gwang-ik and equalized.

Even for the swordsmen of the old school, it was burdensome to face the contemporary Ma Gwang-ik-ju, whose martial fame was rising without end.

‘This young man, who has no past evil, is the boy who caused trouble in the Menghui… ‘

The incense shop went straight to the main point.

“The message that you activated the volcanic elixir has been safely delivered to Jangmunin. Our faces are the answer to that.”

Jeong Yeon-shin thought of the Holy Swordsman Yulhanangrang, who was very noble yet easygoing. You refused.

‘He can escape from fame and fortune.’

It was still vivid. Jaha’s sword that divided heaven and earth. Jeong Yeon-shin deeply acknowledged her dazzling and peerless martial arts, but he was not at ease.

How should we track down Danju? There must be more than one or two villages like this.

“You now…?”

As Yu-Hyeon, who had come to his side, looked up at him blankly, Yu-Hyang Do-Jang nodded.

“You said that the promises of the previous generations must be kept, of course. There will be competition within the family to decide who to send out. Unlike the Iphwangseong, the old faction has no clear hierarchy, so we will have to decide on whether to welcome Baekcheong Heukja based on distribution or age.”

“ah.”

“In the meantime, there was controversy when it was revealed that you had designated the Purple Sword Master as the new sword master, but the main faction has decided to acknowledge it. Of the two new swords that were once symbols of hegemony, the Ipshin Sword has been passed down to the new sword master.”

The spirit of the giant volcano is magnificent and unstoppable. Even though you can guess that Jeongyeonshin used them as long-term tools, they show great courage.

We dispatched elite inspectors to find the leader of the opposing side in the Battle of Bimu.

‘The old school is indeed a prestigious school.’

Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly realized the virtue of her maternal grandfather. If she could only feel pity for the powerless commoners who were separated from the world of martial arts like she had when she was young, the rest would somehow be resolved through her heroic martial arts.

Then there was a rustling sound.

That was why the incense burner took out a piece of paper from his bosom.

“Look at this. There are quite a few clues that we have found so far as to why their goal was not achieved quickly.”

It was a strange land with yellowish-green flowers of the Chinese juniper tree, and a road was drawn from the upper part of Hanam, past Namjikrye, all the way to Hogwang. It was marked with dots that were lined up in a circular pattern.

Jeongyeon Shin and Yu Hyeon’s eyes widened.

“Huh? Sir, when did you make that?”

“quietly.”

The incense seal glanced at Jeongyeonshin. Map making was a serious crime forbidden by the imperial family. It was not something to be proudly shown to a high-ranking official of the Imperial Palace.

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t care. His long index finger touched the goehwangji.

“A troop coming down from the northeast… … .”

“That was the problem. Their formation. It was on a scale I had never encountered before in my limited knowledge. It was difficult to break the formation, and it was difficult to tear down the formation itself. In order to dismantle something this vast in a short period of time and examine the inside, there had to be more than one swordsman from the main faction… … .”

The incense stamp spoke of the impossible.

This is because the Hwasan Sword Jeol Cheonju Jinin is a swordsman who has achieved the Dark Fragrance and is known to have less than five people in Shaanxi who can cross swords with him.

But she couldn’t finish her sentence.

Kugu Palace―

Suddenly, a faint thunderclap came from the air. It was literally like thunder from afar.

“What… … !”

As the plum blossom inspectors all turned their heads backwards, Jeong Yeon-shin’s vision, which had activated the time-vision method in both eyes, expanded without any hindrance, penetrating the distant forest.

The bodies of the seniors are visible, made of soft light.

The spear of Aksurim that continued on for a long time while tearing through the translucent membrane like a piece of paper, the Mugeuk Jeonju that smashed an incredibly large tree with its iron legs, the Silgeum that roughly ran along the dirt floor as soon as Xiahou Weijin stuck his giant fist into the ground, the sight of the Blood-Blooded Dragon and Blood-Extreme Horse trampling on a hemispherical barrier from the sky while carrying a backpack…

The path was opening up. It was as if a carpet was being spread out before my eyes.

* * *

Yong Huimyeong, the new sword master, was born in Jinju, Hogwangseong, and had no notable family or parents. He was known throughout the world for this.

A person who doesn’t know the basics.

It is a derogatory term for the contemporary Shingeomdan master.

It wasn’t without its merits. Yong Hee-myeong’s past was revealed to some extent without any groundless rumors.

All sorts of thugs, ronin groups, and occasionally even a giant wave would dig into his body to find his weakness or chance.

After inheriting the Ipsin Sword, the hometown suddenly becomes crowded and the villagers suffer severe hardships. This is something that all the previous Shingeom masters have experienced.

Yonghee Myung was the same.

Rumors spread that when he was discovered as a newborn, he was lying on pieces of egg shell.

It was along with the fact that the villagers who found him and raised him held him in high esteem as a divine being.

Some of the wealthy people who had the great fortune to be present at the lakeside where the new sword master Yong Hee-myeong was drinking would ask rude questions, even risking their lives. Were you really born from an egg without parents?

Every time, Yong Hee-myeong smiled vaguely. Then he said, “I am a human being.

Words that have become a habit.

He was strong from childhood. He was born with the appearance of a natural writer and the strength of a warrior close to that of a world-class warrior.

An incalculable energy always overflowed like a tidal wave from the heart and the midsection.

When the village children played on swings or flew kites, they would often eat anything. Everyone said it was okay.

But no one could meet Yong Hee-myeong’s gaze on the same level as him, and he would often be left alone in the sunset after seeing his children off on their way home.

The rumor is true.

His residence was the Guanjimyo. Yongheemyeong and Guan Yujang were regarded as figures who presided over the village’s fortunes.

-Are you a ghost who begs Guan Yu for food?

Until one day, a man wearing a purple robe suddenly appeared and looked down at her with a cold expression.

-You’re not a ghost, you’re a person.

Young Yong Hee-myeong answered the evil Ma Yeon-jeok like that, not knowing that he would now think the exact opposite.

Originally, the new sword master had to be an unrivaled, unparalleled being. In the martial arts world where all kinds of powerful gods run wild, he had to protect the people’s livelihood with just his name.

‘Yes, to those people, they should be ghosts, not people.’

Like the boy who lived with the Guan Yu statue in the Guan Di Temple.

Yong Hee-myeong, the new sword master, turned his head to the side. It was just after his childhood memories flashed through his mind.

Kwaaaaa!

A whitish gust of wind passed by his ears. The wind of the sword of the Emperor’s sword, which had reached the point of perfection. A faint pain spread along the back of his neck.

“It tastes quite sharp.”

Yong Hee-myeong spoke in a pretended manner.

It didn’t do much good, because the five or six trees behind him fell down with a loud noise, crushed by the wind.

A thick cloud of smoke rose. A wisp of dust slowly rose up along one of Yong Huimyeong’s bare feet.

His surroundings were completely devastated.

The dense forest was now a flat land, and hundreds of corpses, each split in half, were gradually swallowed up by the rising dust.

On the other hand, the purple ginseng of the new swordsman only fluttered as if to appease the enemies.

Only the young man in blue uniform spitting out blood next to him attested to the inferiority of their forces.

It is the result of a wheel battle of over a thousand rounds.

Namgung Jeilgeom, who had been staring at him blankly, suddenly gestured to one side. The skinny middle-aged man straightened his back and stammered as he opened his mouth.

“Ah, there’s still no sign of anything! Isn’t this the wheel formation that the Lord of the realm has put his heart and soul into?”

The Strange Official’s Poisoned Drink, Chu Goo-Jin.

He is one of the top five masters in Yeo-ryeong.

It is known that with his unattractive appearance, powerful martial arts skills, and words and actions that are often underestimated, there is nothing he cannot achieve.

He is well versed in the art of following and also in widely spreading his energies, and has never missed a single move by the new sword master.

It was the ability of the Nine States’ Manbok Shinkong (九州萬博神功) that Chu Gujin had honed to the level of a master.

Hehe, hehe.

He lets out a strange laugh with his somewhat twisted mouth. Is it because he believes that he has made the greatest contribution to the assassination of the new sword master?

Shingeom Yechi bit his lip instead of spitting out burning blood.

“A guy who doesn’t even have a mouse… … .”

Meanwhile, Namgung Jeilgeom paid no attention to the mere Blue Warrior. He slowly opened his mouth to Yong Huimyeong.

“It seems that Ip Hwang-seong trusts you very much. He has not let it get to that point.”

The corners of Yong Hee-myeong’s mouth went up.

“It is because my orders are strict. If I give a single word from the Lord of the Swords, even the mountains, rivers, and trees will bow their heads. How could the precious black people who have received my orders be fooled by Sima Oedo’s schemes?”

He said.

Suddenly, the group of goblin thieves who had been standing far away in the empty lot started giggling.

“The author who is about to die is talking too much! If you just stretch your neck out, either the arrow of the Dark Knight or the sword of the Great Swordsman of Namgung will cut off your head in an instant!”

His voice was like a squeak. But his narrow eyes were emitting a light like a blue sword.

Chu Gu-jin is a key figure in Yeo-ryeong. He is in charge of the greatest plan in the world of martial arts and has Namgung Jeilgeom and Am-ya Jeonju in the right places.

It would be right to say that every word he uttered took the breath away from the other person.

“It’s annoying.”

The new sword master was shocked.

It was true. There were easily over a thousand masters who had been cut down from Pengga to here. The mountain poison that was destroying the concentration of true energy was slowly creeping into his heart.

If given enough time to properly exercise, it would be nothing special, but the Heavenly Net that Yeo Ryeong-ju had devised with all her might did not even give her time to sleep.

“I wonder if the new sword master of Iphwangseong will swim or ride a boat when he crosses the Samdo River.”

Chu Gu-jin’s innocent smile deepened.

Namgung Jeilgeom let the blade in his hand shine here and there in the sunlight.

“It seems like you’ve rested enough, so let’s mix swords again. This time, I’ll show off my Gongwolmu.”

“I thought there was no separate Gongwolmu from the Namgung family? Wasn’t it a martial arts master who was desperate to maintain the territory of the Emperor’s Sword?”

Yong Huimyeong frowned and said. Namgung Jeilgeom shook his head and put down his family’s treasured sword.

“That was before I gained insight. The Muryonghoe pursues the most perfect infinity. Ip Hwang Seong Ma Gwang Ik… Yes, I was able to fill the last part of my inspiration by watching the swordsmanship of my friend Cheong An Ma Geom. I was so happy, it was the first time I ever sent off a warrior from Ip Hwang Seong alive.”

Thump—

Suddenly, a heartbeat-like sound occurred. Something invisible began to fill the desolate forest.

“It’s called ‘the sword at night and the moon shining brightly.’”

Namgung Jeilgeom spoke quietly. At that moment, Yongheemyeong’s purple robe came off on its own.

“Young, Sohaya.”

“yes?”

“Put this on and step back. It’ll give you some pretty solid self-defense. Take it.”

“You said fifty years was too early.”

He took a few steps to the side, his voice cracking as he burned.

If it were a normal day, he would have handed over the clothes in the form of a water bottle.

It didn’t seem like it was the right time for that. It was unclear whether it was because his internal energy wasn’t working as he wanted, or because he was trying to keep an eye on the Dark Night Sword and Namgung Jeilgeom who were aiming at him from afar.

In fact, the arrows of the dark war that poured in between the melee were like artillery fire.

That was when.

Suddenly, Chu Gu-jin’s expression changed.

He is the central axis of Cheonrajimang. He can feel all the formations, organ formations, and traps entrusted to him by Yeo Ryeongju as divine powers.

“Namgung Daehyeop, Namgung Daehyeop…!”

“What is it?”

“Ten miles away, something… something is coming… … !”

“Ten miles?”

Namgung Jeilgeom tilted his head slightly to the side. Chu Gujin’s eyes were not looking at him.

The frivolous words and actions unconsciously became serious, and the senses of the strange and powerful man, Chu Gu-jin, were set ablaze by the sound of the strange and powerful man exploding like a comet from far away.

thud-

At first it was like that. It was like someone from afar was pranking a drum.

Chu Gu-jin’s mouth opened. A voice as if he had lost his soul flowed out.

“Twelve villages, penetrating the Muryonghoe’s Heumcheon Palbaekjin… in a straight line… …!”

“What did you just say?”

Namgung Jeilgeom’s counter question rang out with a slightly louder roar.

Kuung―

“14th cousin, kill the old monster from Taemosan Fortress…!”

Chu Gu-jin muttered as if spitting out a sigh.

There was something rushing towards me like a ray of light. It was incredibly fast. It seemed like it was flying towards me.

By that time, even the peerless masters who had limited their feelings to each other, as well as the young man who had suffered serious internal and external injuries, were feeling the presence of the outside world.

Kookung— Kwakwakwakwa!

The ground shook violently. The thunder that started in the distance never stopped. It rapidly approached, shaking the sight of those present up and down.

It gradually gets more intense.

Chu Gu-jin didn’t say anything else.

Even when the whirlwind of light waves that swept through the 15th village like the Milky Way destroyed the sword formations of the 18 sects under the Yeoling Mountains, even when a single new type jumped over the overlapping batteries of the 10-mile light at the 16th village with one step, even when that guy trapped the explosion of the circular wall-type formation surrounding the 17th village in a whirlpool of even more powerful long-range techniques.

Kuguguguguguung!

The whole ground shook.

Chu Gu-jin turned his head urgently.

A young blue warrior appeared. Aesong was holding the most precious purple ginseng in the world. There was a strange sense of anticipation in his bewildered expression.

That is the future of the Ip Hwang Sung. No matter what variables arise, it must die. In any case, the current Shin Geum Danju can be dealt with by the best masters.

bang!

Dust exploded from Chugujin’s heels. It only took a moment for the new form to distort.

On one side, Namgung Jeilgeom raised his sword and responded. The invisible swordsmanship rose and spread as if it were going to fill the sky. In the distance, the dark night warrior was about to unleash the world’s greatest ten-mile sword.

The world’s most powerful swords were aimed at Yong Hui-myeong.

“Put it on!”

The new sword master shouts. He is so desperate that he speaks with his lips.

‘That’s okay too.’

Chugujin’s eyes widened into crescent shapes. He looked triumphant. He tore the purple clothing, the symbol of the Iphwangseong Shingumdan, with his own hands.

This too would be an achievement that is hard to find in martial arts.

He stretched out his hand, firmly activating his whitish self-defense weapon. At the end of the path is Yeon-ha, who has not yet fully put on her purple clothes.

Chugujin’s fingertips were erected. He released a light wave that would pierce Yeonhwa’s psyche with precision.

‘end…….’

at that time.

Suddenly, a light flashed in the air. The sunlight that had been pouring down ceaselessly became distorted.

Chu Gu-jin, who had been rushing towards Yeon-hwa like an arrow, suddenly turned his eyes to the side.

A translucent curtain rushes towards him. A few steps away, Namgung Jeilgeom unfolds a curtain in the shape of the Emperor’s Sword. It will be more effective than any self-defense weapon.

A moment of time divided into endless segments.

A vertical line of light was engraved on the face of Chu Gujin, who was greatly relieved. It was a dazzling silver beam of light.

“… … ?”

A loud noise erupted beneath his feet, accompanied by a dull recoil that felt like it was shaking his ears.

A silver sword was stuck vertically under his feet, which were split in half from the crown of his head to the groin.

Hwaaaa …

The backlash from the recoil of the sword blew fiercely. The bodies of the two-parted Chugujin flipped upward and fell to the ground.

A sight reflected in one of his eyes that had already lost focus.

A young man with long hair was coming down, stamping his feet on the ground.

The purple silk that had been blown up by the strong wind draped over the shoulders of the young man in black robe with a rustling sound.