Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 438

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The Nokokgeomjang was extremely crowded. It was not a suitable place for a peerless master with all his senses to find peace.

After defeating Geom-hu, Jeong Yeon-shin, who had fainted, was transferred to Shin-ya-hyeon.

There was absolutely no risk of being possessed by a demon while moving, as the famous masters of Ma Gwang-ik, including Cheongmyeong, displayed their supreme skill.

It was the same as when he punished Sima Weidao of Shaanxi, when he carried the sleeping Zheng Yanxin in a palanquin and supported him like a triumphant general. The only difference was that the palanquin was replaced with a stretcher.

An unseen master guarding the unmanned forces of the Imperial City guarded his side.

The identity of the peerless master, who was covered in a strangely distorted atmosphere and whose facial features and even clothing were difficult to identify, was confirmed by Magwangiljo.

He was present when Jeong Yeon-shin killed Murong Ga-ju.

A dark sword whose identity is kept a top secret.

The monster even showed off the divine tablet of the Emperor of Heaven, which had the symbol of the Heavenly Tree engraved on it. There was no longer any room for doubt.

like that.

Jeongyeonshin didn’t wake up.

Jeonggadonggong is a martial art that allows him to move on his own even when he is asleep.

If you want to focus solely on controlling the possession of the spirit and restoring acupoints, it would be right to devote even the energy consumed while conscious to the pupil.

Additionally, the monster was the legitimate successor of Jeonggadonggong, who could help that fortune teller.

―I believe that no one would hastily give her elixirs when her acupuncture points are this weak.

Anyone who shows signs of being mean will have their skulls smashed on the spot, so know that.

Many people noticed the identity of the monster. They thought that there would be an old man wearing a crimson robe in the distorted space.

The unmanned aerial vehicles under the purple sky focused on escorting them, even after they reached their destination.

The old site of Jeonggajang.

It was originally used as the headquarters of a certain upper class.

One day, while Jeong Hye, Jeong Yeon-shin’s niece, was taken away by Yeo Ryeong’s Seomseo Jeilma, Jeong Yeon-shin’s second older brother Jeong Joong-san, who wanted to protect his niece even by hiring a ronin, sold the land.

Not so now.

The virtuous Sangdanju transferred all the buildings and land to Jeong Yeon-sin.

Even the well-manicured flower garden and the swing in the front yard used on Dano Day had been restored.

He said that it was thanks to asking the villagers of Shinya-hyeon what the Jeonggajang looked like before it became a ruin.

The current scenery is not much different from when Jeonggadonggong was created, but before Jeong Yeon-sin formed his family, several people decided to reside in the Hannam branch of Iphwangseong.

It was the birthplace of the young great master.

The Iphwangseong warriors, including Ma Gwang-ik, frequently walked around the estate. Some, including Heonwonchang, even sprinkled salt on the residence of the dead Jeong Ban-ak.

The masters of the famous clan were impressed by the earth energy, saying that it felt particularly thick. It was along with the words that it was not worthy of the Jangwon who had once been burned by the Paegeomjongju.

one side.

“They say the shaman defeated the Yukwangmun. They say Jangbong’s ten-dan-geum was truly impressive, but it’s a shame I couldn’t see it. They even say that Gogeomjinin knocked out the Yukwangmunju without even drawing his sword once. Only when he meets our great lord will the jinin’s Songmungogeom (松紋古劍) shine.”

The little girl sits on the swing and moves her body back and forth, chattering.

It was Ma Kwang-ik and Shin So-bin.

One side of her hair was wavy and short, and her left arm, which had been badly broken in the fight with Sogeom-hu, was reattached as if it were a lie. The way she held the net tightly with both hands was proof of her complete recovery.

Thanks to learning the simplified version of Jeong Ga-dong-gong.

It was said that Jeongyeonshin had ordered Magunja to transfer her pupils. This happened right after she had finished her training due to serious injuries.

―Of course, it is assumed that it is not passed down to a non-human being. It is not a martial art gifted with a thousand gold coins. Anyway, you are not even a Jeong… You are very lucky.

-Your family is Mr. Ma.

She learned quickly. This was because her outstanding qualities, no less than Masain’s, were combined with her understanding of Jeongyeonshin. She easily acquired the diary written by the great master when he was young.

The only problem was that her eyes would get wet on a humid summer day. She also sprinkled salt on the head of the household. She sprinkled a lot of it.

“No matter how the shaman won, this place is a great place. It has a mountain right behind it and a village and stream in front.”

“It’s perfect for a sanatorium.”

The seniors of Ip Hwang Seong chatter around her.

They talk about convalescence, but in reality their deployment is closer to a very strict security net.

Even a leisurely stroll that seemed like it was done as a form of defense against possible enemy invasion. Purple is a color that represents the rank of the Emperor, even if it is not the rank of the Divine Sword Master.

That was when.

“uh?”

Shin So-bin narrowed her eyes without lifting her buttocks from the swing. She was evenly adjusting the meridians in both arms while applying strength to the hands holding the rope.

“Here you go again.”

There are a dozen or so small figures visible beyond the main gate.

They were all wearing blue military uniforms and carrying ancient swords. Their bearing showed the restraint and dignity characteristic of a noble family.

Xinya County is a village in Henan Province and is within the sphere of influence of Shaolin.

Unless he was determined to do something, Sima Wei Dao would not be able to walk down the street in such a luxurious manner.

Namgung Se-ga.

It was possible because he was a noble family representing the vast Namjikrye region.

Shin So-bin made a tired expression. Their visits were not limited to one or two times.

Now, the only elder of the Namgung family who has mastered the Emperor Sword Form in the world, the leader of the Changgung Sword Heavenly Corps, the family’s military force, lowered his waist to the temporary Suncheon Ikju.

She and other uninvited people had to unintentionally overhear countless words of persuasion.

―Return to your family and take over the throne. You don’t have to get your hands dirty. You will become the king of Namjikrye in the future, following your bloodline.

―The Namjikrye clan almost collapsed due to the deaths of the direct descendants. The Namgung clan, including myself, is barely able to protect the martial arts world of your hometown.

―Your brother, this is the land that the Qing Qilin of the Murim Gangho wanted to protect. If you don’t come, this will become a living hell. Please, bring me the Uicheon Sword… the Uicheon Sword of the main family.

Namgung Hwasin did not follow them. However, because he was born with a polite personality, he could not treat his blood relatives with contempt.

He simply slammed the sword, sheath included, into the middle of the front yard of the main store, along with the words, “Take it.”

That was Baek Gi-rin’s response, which was no less than that of the Iphwangdaehyeop in terms of chivalry.

“Hasn’t it been three days already? How can there not be a single speck of dirt on the sword?”

“The people in the General Office said that Baekgirin was the black of innocence. He cleans everything he touches to a pathological degree.”

“There isn’t a speck of dust in the room. They are extremely thorough.”

Dozens of Ip Hwang Seong unmanned people were relieved by Namgung Hwasin’s actions. The symbolism of Ip Hwang Seong’s black color is beyond words.

It’s not like he dies during the mission, and if Black were to voluntarily deviate from his true nature, there would be enormous repercussions.

The face and honor of the Imperial Palace and the morale of the people of the original city were all at stake.

Meanwhile, Tae-Yeon-Ryong sat down on the floor in the yard and stared blankly at Nam-Gung Hwa-Shin.

The temporary Suncheon Ikju drew out his Iphwanggeom without paying any attention to the approach of his blood relatives. His slightly lowered eyes were evidence of his deep meditation.

“That sword technique, what does it feel like…?”

Taeyeonryong asked Yang Guifei while teasing her. It didn’t feel like he was trying to interfere with her training.

Because the talents like him and Namgung Hwasin were able to enter a state of no-self at will. They had different qualities in the upper class from ordinary talents.

“… It’s fast, and fast again. I think that in order to withstand the pressure of the waves that this sword technique gives off, I must never stop training my body even as I grow older.”

“What a bothersome martial art.”

At that moment, Namgung Hwasin’s eyebrows rose slightly.

Tae-Yeon-Ryong glanced away, revealing that the words he had just spilled out were a soliloquy.

It was so that he wouldn’t have to listen to a lecture from his close friend’s younger brother who had become his superior. He pretended to clear his throat.

“For all the masters, life and martial arts are no different, so if you want to enjoy life to some extent, you should have some leeway in martial arts as well. However, it seems that there is no one in Ma Gwang-ik who knows what our great master likes… … .”

That was when.

A place where the unmanned personnel of Iphwangseong were gradually taking their gaze away.

“The volcanic eruption is over! Quickly gather your battle lines! About thirty sects have risen up! It’s a rebellion!”

Namgung Se-ga’s old shout burst out from the front of the swordsmen. The deep energy created a heavy vibration. It was the voice of Namgung Jangro-wonju.

The event that symbolized the troubled times happened so suddenly.

Wheeeeeek!

A sharp sound of a whistle-shaped arrow echoed from the mountain behind the garden. It was the signal from Sa-wol-gung-gwi Wi-ye-ryeong.

This means that enemies have arrived nearby. If they are going to shoot a target, it means that it will be difficult for her and other Ma Gwang-ik masters to block their approach in a short period of time.

Whether it’s because they have a large number of people or because they excel in martial arts.

The soldiers of Ip Hwang Seong immediately drew their weapons. The sound of the blades resonated through the ranks. Everyone stood up from their seats.

“What? This isn’t Deungbong-hyeon, this is Sinya-hyeon.”

“That’s why we’re here! What good will we gain by attacking the place where the old guard leaders are staying? We should attack the surrounding area and scatter them.”

“Who the hell are they?”

“They must have had a hard time watching one side take the vested interests in the volcanic crater. There might be someone like Yeo-ryeong behind it.”

Shin So-bin said as she bounced off the swing and landed lightly on the ground. She glanced at Namgung Hwa-shin.

“Give me the order. How should I move?”

That moment.

Woooo …

A sphere was shot from the top of a mountain far away.

If you have a broad perspective on the Deep Eye method, you can immediately recognize its identity. It is a wall-force bullet thrown with powerful internal energy.

The villain had acquired the weapon with surprising skill without paying attention to the royal family’s feelings. He could be called a traitor.

“… … !”

The spot was the place where Jeongyeonshin’s mother stayed a long time ago.

The place where the now sleeping Jeong Yeon-shin was controlling her body. The wall-crash bomb fell at a terrifying speed as if it had been fired from a cannon.

This was before Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye could even throw their swords.

The moment the Ma Gwang-ik drones opened their eyes wide, the black sphere suddenly disappeared into thin air without any sign of movement. It was as if it had been swept away by an irresistible force.

But that didn’t stop the ensuing bombardment.

Whoosh! Boom! Kwakwakwak!

The roof burst and a cloud of dust erupted. The cries of the unmanned men were drowned out by the explosion.

As the earth shook violently, the sky began to fill with black smoke.

“Those guys… It’s the Six Kings Gate!”

“Incarnation! Let’s get out of here! There’s no way to fight back here!”

Namgung Jangrowonju, who had already passed the main gate of Jeonggajang, shouted.

It was right after Namgung Hwasin had missed his Iphwanggeom by forcibly lifting up the wall-blasting bullets that were falling on the two White Warriors. This happened because he was not yet used to the sword technique.

thud!

The sword was stuck in the ground. It was next to the clean and gorgeous red jade-encrusted sword. The Iphwang sword and the Uicheon sword. The elder’s eyes trembled for a moment.

The old swordsman had a gut feeling in the midst of the urgency. The moment that would determine the fate of the Namgung family had arrived.

At that time, Namgung Hwasin was recalling the one word that Jeong Yeonsin had given him along with the Uicheon Sword a while ago.

-Heo (許).

Anything is allowed. A command filled with tremendous freedom. It reminded me of Namgung Sejin, the blue giraffe who once spoke of freedom when facing death.

Kwak.

Namgung Hwasin grabbed the mud-covered Iphwanggeom.

At the same time, a hazy sword wind swept in from all directions, stopping a dozen or so of the wall-crawling bullets that were falling from the air like hail.

A giraffe with a sharp mind.

“How… … !”

It was when the elder’s eyes widened in shock.

As if they had anticipated the power of the Imperial Guards before the attack, those who had been lined up on the mountain behind Jeong Ga-jang and throwing wall-blasting grenades each pulled one of their cannons to the side.

In his other hand, instead of a blaster, he held a large, round lump of iron.

The intention was to launch a bombardment.

It is known that the Emperor’s servants cannot leave behind the new purple one.

From the Jeonggajang side, four people stepped forward. Namgung Hwasin, Taeyeonryong, Cheongmyeong, and Baek Miryeo. Each of them created a wall by emitting sword pressure, heat, sword wind, and magic energy.

Heonwonchang blocked the entrance to Jeongyeonshin’s residence with eyes distorted with murder. At the same time, the Ma Gwangik clan masters began to climb the mountain behind with blurry movements.

No one showed any sign of defeat, only spirit.

Among the unmanned people of Ip Hwang Seong, there is no one who is unfamiliar with a surprise attack. That is why neither side backs down.

It was a powerful city in troubled times.

[Shoot.]

When the second lord of the Yukwangmun clan, a middle-aged man with a spear behind his back, was struck by lightning.

Woof―!

In the front yard of the ruined Jeonggajang, a translucent lotus flower bloomed.

It was huge. It could have vomited out an old monk with orange sleeves fluttering instead of flowers.

A collection of Shaolin Vision’s works.

It happened in an instant. Shin Seung Beomheo suddenly appeared.

Woohoooo …

A golden light flowed from the shoulders of the Shaolin Master and took the shape of arms. The pinnacle of martial arts. A truly transcendent sight appeared in the hall.

Soon after, his waist turned pale and slightly twisted. Before he knew it, the golden fist of the great monk Beomheo was striking the sky diagonally with a loud thud, creating a shock wave like the sound of a temple bell.

At the same time, the air rippled widely.

Secret technique of the divine art, Baekbo Shinkwon.

The reverberation came from the mountain behind where the fist was pointing. The ridge at the top of the mountain where the batteries were lined up suddenly turned upside down.

It was as if the invisible hand of Buddha had carved away and destroyed the mountain ridge. The dust rose up in a vast expanse along the long ridge.

Only after a few breaths had passed did an explosive roar come down the steep mountain path.

Kuguguguguguung!

It was a total annihilation.

Enemies using firearms disappeared in one fell swoop.

In the hands of an extremely resolute swordsman, not only the corpse but even the metal pieces of the cannon were obliterated without a trace in the midst of the supreme strike.

Silence came as if it were a lie. For a while, no one moved.

“… … .”

The audience was left speechless.

Before I knew it, another person was stepping into the front yard. In the strangely curved space, Mayeonjeok passed by Beomheodaesa with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

“I see that Your Majesty is not wrong. I can leave the gate of Hanam to you.”

“Isn’t that the old school’s job?”

“I’m saying this because there aren’t many people who are true to their duty.”

“I can’t agree.”

“In particular, it would be better to keep Cheongseong. I had high hopes for Hwasan. That girl is better than Jeon Dae.”

“It is not a problem of the bowl. How can the world be in chaos because of one person’s fault?”

“A single word from a fool is like a river flowing from a mountain.”

“How is Jeong Si-ju’s body?”

“The Un-Ki-Yo-Sang has just ended. Now all that remains is to crush you with the true nature of purple.”

“… The long-suffering lord of the fortune-telling shop has awakened. Would you like to meet him?”

“Why should I say anything in front of an old man? Didn’t my grandson even break his sword? I don’t have the confidence to hide my pity for you guys who will never know the joy of your grandfather until the day you die.”

“… … .”

“Are you done with your business?”

“I had to leave just now, but your daughter’s grave is safe.”

“embrace.”

That was the end of it.

The next moment, the two of them dispersed like smoke from their spot and never appeared again.

They are peerless masters who each have their own mission in the world. The longer they stay somewhere, the more the world groans. That is why they were chosen.

Wheeeeeeee

A letter, which appeared to be a document, was tied to a wooden box and fell toward Heonwonchang.

He quickly grabbed it and looked at it, and on the cover of the letter was written in thick calligraphy the words, ‘Yeonshin, look at this.’

“Ugh… … .”

Heonwonchang tried to open his mouth calmly.

“It’s not cursive or script, it’s just a weird development… … .”

“Let’s stop talking nonsense and go. We have to leave this place first.”

Baek Mi-ryeo passed by Iphwangshinhyeop with a cold voice.

Do what needs to be done.

The composure of the mid-level masters of Ip Hwang Seong was so profound. They entered the main hall with their wits about them, carried Jeong Yeon Shin around, and placed her inside a palanquin.

The peerless master, who could not help but be extremely sensitive to the enemies’ killing intent, did not react at all to the touch of his colleagues.

As the masters Ma Gwang-ik, carrying palanquins, crossed the threshold of Jeonggajang and followed Baek Mi-ryeo, Cheongmyeong blurted out a word.

“A letter has arrived for the Grand Master. He said that the official promotion ceremony is being prepared at the main temple. This is a good thing. The Hannam branch of the main temple will look into it.”

“You mean the official promotion ceremony…?”

“I’m going to reorganize the entire organization around the new purple one. The Magwangikju will be replaced, and some of the lesser ones will have a hard time supporting the great lord, so be prepared.”

“Purple promotion! Of course, I’ll get the character ‘Prince’ tattooed on my shoulder, right?”

It was a voice filled with a strange sense of anticipation. Heonwonchang, who ignored Cheongmyeong’s words, followed the group of Teolleteolle. The sunset was setting in the direction they were heading.

Jeongyeonshin has about two years left to live.

The shadows of the Hwangseong clan stretched out, biting the edge of summer.