Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 456

Bokmajeon (9)

Jeongyeonshin slowly raised her upper body. A cold sensation rose from her hands that were touching the floor. It was a very vivid sensation.

“… … .”

There are many questions.

Why are we alive?

The initial attack of the Dark Heavenly Emperor that I faced at that time was no joke. Assuming that I was in a situation where it was difficult to evade and got hit directly, considering the power alone, even if I got hit at full strength, I would be in a fatal situation.

Emperor Amcheon, who made Hangzhou land his territory, was the absolute ruler of alcohol and martial arts.

then.

Was it really a coincidence, almost like fate, that he was crushed by an iceberg and sucked into a cave? Or maybe Socheonmujeok used some kind of emptiness or something to hide himself for some reason.

‘Is there any reason for that?’

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes narrowed.

How did my body recover so little? Even the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Master crushed Jeong Ga-dong.

finally.

Why did Cheon Geuk Moon Ju leave the finishing touches to Am Cheon Je?

At that time, an iceberg of magical powers was already rushing in from above, but even so, the quick swordsmanship of the Oedo Jeilgeom was clearly superior to that of Jeong Yeonshin.

It’s the same even if the internal injuries accumulated while defeating Gogeom and Jeongyeonshin in succession were extremely heavy.

Even so, it wouldn’t have been impossible to obtain Jeongyeonshin’s head in an instant.

Or maybe he really didn’t have the confidence to cut off Jeongyeonshin’s self-defense technique right before the iceberg fell. It was because his internal injuries had gotten worse.

-The bullies are going to be fierce.

The blunt, sharp words of the First Swordsman of Oedo rang in my ears.

He was a difficult person to grasp. Why is that? It couldn’t just be because the one-on-one life-or-death match didn’t end as planned. He was literally a Sima Wei.

It was when my mind became complicated.

[Yeonshin Ah, do you happen to know what the Way of the Devil is?]

The nonsense of those who cannot grow old rang out.

[Rebellion. Rebellion against the mandate of heaven.]

He is invincible.

Before she knew it, she was holding a glass in one hand, her hand moving slightly, gently stroking the surface of the glass.

It felt like she was lost in thought, completely detached from Jeongyeonshin. Even though her body was translucent, she had that kind of look.

Before she knew it, she was wearing white robes.

Did he change into a sorcerer?

Past the rounded shoulders, the long, splayed forearm muscles are slightly visible, extending down to below the elbows. The veins twitch with each wiggle of the index finger.

A body that could not help but be skilled in close combat. It was already a perfected body. It was like that in both martial arts and magic.

‘A space free from alcohol, bed, nonsense, a place where you can enjoy alcohol and the like without worry, a time that seems like night… … .’

There are many clues.

Jeongyeonshin engraved her image in his mind.

[I want to do this and that, but that damn heaven has made it so I can’t do anything. That’s what magic is.]

It was a clever voice.

Jeong Yeon-shin sat up straight and crossed her legs in silence. Then, So Cheon-mu-jeok’s whisper, suddenly lowering her voice, tickled her mind.

[chamberlain…….]

A voice that suddenly turns mischievous.

[Don’t you want to live until you’re old?]

“… … .”

[From the perspective of the so-called prestigious political faction, even that is a reversal of fortune and a devil’s way. Why? Because the means are the problem.]

In that moment, the fruit of the Heavenly Tree flashed through Jeongyeonshin’s mind. Along with the fact that it could only be fully enjoyed after being acknowledged by all the famous families in the world.

It is a virtually impossible feat, and is close to absurd to even imagine.

Only a very small number of people, including Jongnam Geomseon, who had already crossed the Samdo River, took the boy’s childish longing seriously.

It was a blessing.

He opened his mouth slowly.

“It seems that your goal was to reverse the flow of the sky. I heard that among the Saihan magicians, there is a method of setting foot on this land as a dead person.”

[That’s just a rumor. It’s none of your business.]

“I heard that there is also something called the Divorce Law.”

Jeongyeonshin sat down and looked up at Socheonmujeok.

“It wouldn’t be strange if there were a method to place a soul or something like that in another person’s body.”

The first Heavenly Horse, the founder of the Myunggyo sect, was infinitely close to a god. He was well-versed in all kinds of magic and sorcery, and it was said that there was nothing impossible for him.

After the arrival of the Ming and Iron Clans, that study was mixed with their martial arts and was called the method of twisting providence with magic.

That is how the development of the art of drinking and martial arts was achieved. There were many noble families who devoted themselves to the art of drinking and martial arts during the founding of the country.

[Do you know the divorce law?]

I am intrigued by So Cheon-mu-jeok’s twisted smile.

When Jeong Yeon-shin was in Beijing.

He was able to broaden his limited horizons in martial arts a little.

It was thanks to the days he spent with Yong Hee-myeong, the leader of the Shingeomdan. As evidenced by the purple clothes of the scholar-official style, which were a symbol of the Shingeomdan at the time, he enjoyed all sorts of stories, poems, and songs.

It was a kind of pleasure. Yong Hui-myeong had a wide knowledge to the point that he could constantly pour out stories to Jeong Yeon-sin.

―I guess the young master of the famous school was born with a similar destiny to you. No matter how talented you are, unifying the originally disorganized magic of Xinjiang in such a short period of time is a different matter. It is something that requires extremely special qualities. Like leading the submission of many demons as a great master of magic.

Jeong Yeon-shin had her constitution discovered by Yong Hui-myeong during her time in the Blue House. It was the time when she was engaged in a life-or-death duel with Namgung Se-ga.

That is why Yong Hee-myeong gave a lot of advice to Jeong Yeon-sin in Beijing. Among them were stories about Mingjiao and Socheonmujik.

[… … .]

She didn’t answer. Her fingers rolling the glass didn’t stop either. The sect leader expressed his leisure through silence.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s voice continued without any highs or lows.

“What are you planning to do to Senior Baek?”

[Well, I think it would be a good idea to tell her about your death and enjoy her reaction. Then, I will learn my martial arts for revenge, and as I do that, Baek Mi-ryeo’s body will become closer to that of a heavenly demon.]

“Don’t try anything recklessly.”

[Aesong-ah, you don’t know what you’re talking about. What you have in front of you right now is a famous cult leader. He’s the pinnacle of Sima Weidao, who hopes that the world will end when he dies.]

There was a hint of laughter in Socheonmujeok’s voice that resonated beautifully. She was twisted tightly somewhere.

Jeongyeonshin didn’t care.

“Leading the power of nature.”

A growling sound came out of his teeth.

“It is possible to turn Xinjiang’s magic island into a wasteland.”

[That crazy guy… … .]

It was a confrontation between the purple color of the Yellow Emperor and the color of the Ming Dynasty.

So Cheon Moo-Jik, who was staring at him, shook his head.

[Do you know? Even the three-year-old gangster couldn’t do that. Well, if you’re prepared to be fired, you could do it once.]

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t say anything else. She just sat upright, placed her hands on her knees, closed her eyes, and looked inside her body.

And then I realized.

That the circulation of true energy has stopped.

‘what…?’

Because my senses were so dull, I was late in realizing it.

The halo that had been constantly turning like a watermill in the heart did not move. The halo of the law that should have been extending from it also did not move at all.

All of the blood vessels in the body, including the twelve meridians and the eight qi meridians, commonly referred to as microcosms, were emptied.

It’s an injury I’ve never experienced before.

Could it be because of the sword strike of the Heavenly Sword Master? I can’t get out of the cave like this. I don’t know how long it will take to recover.

“… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had her eyebrows furrowed, suddenly looked around. Even if she looked carefully, she couldn’t see any exit. It was truly strange.

“… Did you use your hands to get me here?”

[well.]

Socheonmujeok raised one corner of his mouth.

It was a vague smile.

[It wouldn’t be strange if there were a way to open and close space on your own somewhere. The world is very vast, and even I have only experienced a part of this world. Of course, you must have felt it this time too… ]

Of course, thanks to Cheon Geuk Moon Ju, Jeong Yeon Shin realized that the world is incredibly vast.

But the story of Socheonmujeok was a completely different matter. I couldn’t guess what he was trying to do.

Could it be that her intentions and coincidences overlapped?

‘I have to stop.’

The famous religious leaders of the time are in chaos. The more you mix up their words, the more questions arise.

Damn it.

Jeongyeonshin slowly got up from her seat and started walking.

If there was even a small amount of kinetic energy left, it would be different, but in the current state where the acupoints were empty, it was better to stimulate the body with the pupil.

His Jeonggadonggong is a martial art that generates energy and invigorates the body through constant movement.

[By the way, this is such a strange place. How can the walls be this smooth?]

The invincible Socheonmujik, carrying a backpack, suddenly rose up and looked around the cave. He really seemed to be visiting it for the first time.

Jeongyeonshin ignored her and walked silently. The ground felt smooth against her leather shoes.

The damp cave had no passages to cross. Just thick darkness swallowed up the sound of footsteps.

Thud, thud.

A hollow where the night sky appears to be gathered together.

But the path was visible even without activating the spell.

This is because spirituality resides in his eyes that have undergone a complete transformation. He sees the outline of objects not only through light but also through movement. His body was already a divine sword.

[This shows why Taemosanseongju made Hangju the base of his Horongsulsik. Now that I think about it, Amcheonje had an inferiority complex that he couldn’t let go of against Sambongjinin. This is… really, a very big discovery. If my guess is right, it’s no ordinary coincidence.]

‘Fate?’

Jeong Yeon-shin endured her anger, worry, and drowsiness without a place to go, while secretly repeating the words of So-cheon-mu-jeok. If she had said them out loud, it might have sounded like ridicule.

To him, fate was a precious connection with many people. It was something very different from something you would hear or see in storybooks or by word of mouth.

The chance that the martial artists of the Gangho and Murim longed for did not exist in reality. Naturally, they had never expected it.

About an hour had passed since I started moving like that.

Bam.

Suddenly, a stone crumb fell from the tip of my foot. The icy air swept across my skin.

There was no longer a floor. I could only look down.

The path he had taken was a passageway that led to a huge place like an underground plaza. The space that spread out before his eyes was extremely wide.

slowly.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes widened.

An extremely long and huge bone was curled around the body. It was close to a hundred long, and if flesh and scales were attached to the outer surface, it would look like a snake. Just looking at the long snout pressed against the ground, it seemed like that.

“… … .”

It had the presence of a being that could crush a person’s soul just by existing. It was like that even though it was clear that it was already dead.

The silence takes on a heavy weight.

Filling the vast space were the corpses of monstrous beings.

The second one after the one I encountered in Beijing. This time it was a dragon. It was literally overwhelming. But the shape was strange.

I see the Taegeuk.

A body lying across the center in a curved shape. It is literally coiled in the shape of a Taegeuk. As if a monster with a strength close to a dragon was forced by some force.

‘and.’

A rusty iron sword was stuck in the snake’s skull.

The pine tree pattern carved into the sword handle stands out. It is the Songmun Sword of the Mudangpa. However, it is a little different in shape from what Jeong Yeon-shin had seen.

The width of the blade is much narrower, and the handle is also short. It is barely long enough to be swung with one hand. It does not fit with the current world where swordsmanship is valued.

There is no such Songmungogeom in the contemporary shaman faction. It is not even that of Gogeomjinin. At least, that is what it seemed to be in the eyes of the new purple-haired person.

thud!

Jeong Yeon-shin took a step without realizing it and fell into the basement. A sharp pain surged through his body for a moment, but he quickly straightened up and began to slowly move forward, one step at a time.

His body, woven like a divine sword, was able to withstand great impact despite internal injuries.

[I guess I need to see the inside. Could you please take off your clothes?]

The quiet admiration of So Cheon-mu-jeok was put on the back burner. The sense of kinship that he had instinctively felt from her, knowingly or unknowingly, flowed into the sight that unfolded before his eyes.

Even if he pretended not to know, Socheonmujeok would be the same. He just didn’t have any internal medicine or elixir left, so he was only interested in Jeongyeonshin.

Dismissal-

A flash of lightning flashed through Jeongyeonshin’s mind. Jeongyeonshin’s eyes lost focus.

* * *

The sun and moon rose and set alternately several times.

The swordsman of the Hwasanpa, with his long hair fluttering in the wind, was slashing at the ground with his bloodshot eyes in the deep river.

A rumor spread far and wide.

At first, it spread so quickly that it seemed as if some great power had intentionally fanned the flames, but it didn’t take long for the story to take hold even without that.

It was because of the status of the person involved in the rumor.

-The purple color of the yellow flower was noble!

A short story began to turn a huge country upside down.

Word of mouth sometimes traveled faster than a horse. This was especially true when it was news of such great significance that it directly affected the people’s livelihood and had an impact on the entire world.

A world where spirits travel faster than any messenger and carry all kinds of rumors in the sky. It is bound to spread quickly regardless of distance.

Many time zones were mixed up.

Several swallows, symbolizing the great lord of the Shingumdan, flew from all directions towards the main castle of Iphwangseong.

A woman with one red eye, walking down the street in a bloody, fluttering red robe, stopped dead in her tracks.

The sound of hammering coming from the magnificent walls of Sacheondangmun Gate has stopped.

The three blue-clad masters of Ma Gwang-ik, who were carrying a coffin with the group of Murim Alliance on a rough mountain path, started to run away, leaving the coffin behind.

Meanwhile, the palace-like residence of Baek Mi-ryeo, the successor to the famous school, is filled with pitch-black sword light.

“… … .”

The land was littered with monstrous beings as big as mountains, each with an arm as long as thirty feet, and dragons with scales made of brilliant diamonds, all torn to pieces.

A falcon with blue feathers flew across the distorted space, then slowly flapped its wings and landed on the elbow of the best in the world.

The mysterious falcon flicked its sharp beak as if to convey a message.

Saaaaa―

Soon the whitish gust of wind was filled with long green hair.

That was it.

She was motionless like a tree. She just stood there, dumbfounded, in a place where space was twisted and turned in all directions.