Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 489

The tree of the famous clan

When the shadow hanging under the shepherd’s fence became very long.

Hong Huang Wang was finally freed from Jeongyeon Shin’s feet.

It was thanks to Gwangya Ilmyeol that he had guessed the content of the notice that was posted to the world. The kings of that time had the ability to even guess the movement of the brush strokes.

In the end, Hong Huang Wang promised unconditional support to Iphwangseong, and Cheong An Ma Geom Cheong Myeong opened his mouth with a smile.

“Jeong Gong’s brushwork is better than that of the writers of the Hanrimwon or Daesangdan. I wonder how much he earns from this position.”

Those were very timely words.

“… strangely.”

It was Gwangya Ilmyeol who made Hong Hwangwang accept his apology.

Cheongmyeong took care of Jeongyeonsin during the White and Blue Era without knowing it, and even stayed by his side as a close confidant during the Black Era.

I could easily guess how the young superior’s mood fluctuated.

“The General’s Office must be having a hard time right now. I can already see it. The Grand General, who is like an iron tower, will soon be laughing at a few letters.”

“General Lim?”

Jeongyeonshin’s question.

Swish.

Until then, the hand of the Wild One, which had been slightly raised, came down completely.

He usually showed great respect for the men of letters in his words and actions. He even respected the Grand General Im Jin-myeong, who had great influence on the appointment of the chief of the Shingeomdan, more than his maternal grandfather.

That appearance has been consistent from the time he entered the Imperial Palace until now, so the evaluation of Jeong Yeon-shin’s personality within the palace was the most favorable by the General Office.

“There will come a day when you will see the effectiveness of the treatment.”

“… … .”

Gwangya Ilmyeol quietly spoke a few words. He was staring at the footprints carved into Hong Hwangwang’s chest.

ha…….

Shin So-bin, who was watching the scene from one side, slumps her tense shoulders.

If the Hong Huang King had really been beheaded, it is impossible to know what would have happened to his relationship with the Beijing imperial family. It would not have been a great disaster for Jeong Yeon-sin, but it would have been difficult to ask for his cooperation at some point.

As a result, Jeong Yeon-sin did not gain the notoriety of having killed the King of the Zhou clan. He merely impressed upon the world the fact that the dignity of the imperial family was of no use to him.

So the incident was concluded for the time being.

“I… did not have the virtue of a guest. I deeply apologize to you all.”

Hong Huang Wang used his internal energy to straighten the greatly wrinkled royal robe and returned.

His martial arts army was still unable to land a spear on Jeongyeonsin because Hong Hwang-wang had been endlessly restraining them with his thunderous voice.

He considered it wise even up until the moment he turned back the way he had come.

and.

“Please take care of it… .”

“I am truly grateful for the hard work of Ip Hwang Seong.”

“I will repay the favor of protecting Zhejiang with the character of a man of integrity.”

“…We’ll take care of the Eastern Gangho on our own. You don’t have to send the masters of the Shingeomdan.”

The commander-in-chief of the Five Military Commands, the commander-in-chief of the Shangfang Province, the governor of Zhejiang Province, and the commander-in-chief of the Four Provinces’ Martial Arts League also turned around.

The proposals they each brought were transformed into one-sided support for the imperial family, and the content could be called wartime requisition.

None of the nobles wanted to have a long conversation with Gwangya Ilmyeol. They were all moving quickly to urge their return.

I think it will be a good thing.

That was the case for the masters of the Ip Hwang Seong. They were able to prevent a financial crisis of such magnitude that they could not even guess.

thud!

“It’s finished.”

Behind Jeongyeonshin.

The sunlight shines straight down through the silver canopy of the trees.

Her long spear, used as a flagpole for the ‘entrance flag’ during grand ceremonies in the castle, was now silver, far removed from the twilight that had darkened the surroundings.

“It’s an island.”

“Yes, senior.”

Aksurim smiled faintly at Jeongyeonshin, who was looking back at herself. Soon after, her words that it was hard work seeped into the sunset.

* * *

Hangzhou.

There were a lot of things involved.

The number of connections that had gathered was also enormous. Jeong Yeon-shin had to take charge of the reunion. It was a farewell that she would never get used to.

“Your Majesty.”

“Thank you.”

The head of the Tang family, the poisonous Tang Yunhuang, smiled gently. Although he was short and looked up at Jeong Yeonsin, he was a giant who had traveled from Sichuan to Hangzhou as the head of the Three Houses.

He also protected Yeore from the Cheonjung-O swordsman of Cheon Geuk-Sun, who was famous for using his sword like a ghost.

“Don’t be sad. The series of swords will be safe.”

As the father of the Dangga siblings, it was a consolation from a person who had experienced loss. Jeong Yeon-shin had to nod regardless of his own feelings.

“…Take care.”

“Can I put my hands together for a moment?”

Tang Yunhuang suddenly asked. Jeong Yeonsin nodded silently, then stretched out her arm as if she was about to pass on the Mancheonhwawoo’s secret to Tang Yunhuang.

Swish.

The palms of the short Tang family and the young, peerless master overlap.

Tang Yunhuang’s hands had become even firmer than they were that day, and in an instant, a gentle breeze spread from the two people’s hands.

Among the three acupoints gathered in the center of the palm, the Sobu point and the Nogung point emitted waves of attraction and radiation, shaking up the dry fallen leaves.

Hwaak-!

During that process, Jeongyeonshin’s eyes widened slightly. This was because the stimulation points that were applied very minutely in her hand were different from before.

It was like when he had once casually handed over a secret. In return, the owner of the house was conveying something.

It was a very unfamiliar experience for Kangho.

“Eun-gong, this is my Gongwolmu.”

In contrast to Jeong Yeon-shin, Dang Yun-hwang smiled. He calmly said shocking words like a fireball.

“My body doesn’t allow me to do it in one go… but I am also a martial artist after all, so I have been able to memorize the Dokmun secret technique that Eun-gong taught me.”

He speaks even while in the middle of a fight. As a person with eight arms, he was originally a peerless master.

Passing on one’s own martial arts to others.

It’s impossible.

Life is one. You can’t live two lives.

It was the same even then.

Jeong Yeon-shin could not accept all the techniques that the life of the Tang family had taught. However, since it was based on Mancheonhwawoo, the amount of information that poured out was greater than that of any other martial arts.

‘This is… …!’

The words spoken by the dull-headed man, Geumsimunju, who died in Sacheon, flashed through his mind.

―Mancheonhwawoo is a supernatural technique that allows the masters of the Tang sect to spread out their poison and secret techniques that they have practiced throughout their lives like the Milky Way. It is a martial art of the ages. It would be hard to understand a technique that can easily accomplish anything.

At that time, Jeong Yeon-shin was able to significantly improve his weaknesses thanks to his broadened knowledge from the previous generation’s Gongwolmu.

But this time, the peak of the Tangga Wumaek that Dunggeun had mentioned was touching his hand. Along with Tang Yunhuang’s one-sided words.

“Heaven and earth are still and motionless by themselves… … .

That energy never stops or rests.

Even though night and day change noisily.

“Its petals do not change over time.”

Chaegeundam, written by Hwanchodoin. It is a passage that Jeong Yeon-sin once used as a verse.

That was Tang Yunhuang’s farewell. He then set off, carrying only a hammer in his hand.

He was carrying a spear behind his back.

―I think I can be of some help. The Tang family head is the father of the world’s best craftsmen who created the Yeolreo. Since I have good materials, let’s meet again in a stronger form. You could call it a solo mission.

The night before, Ip Hwang-shin, who had told Jeong Yeon-shin that he needed to create his own new soldier, just winked once as if it was nothing and walked away without any regrets.

He resembles Salmun, the successor of Salmun, who he had seen at his hometown.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been granted his solo mission, had to immediately greet the others. The most influential Transcendents in Hangzhou.

It was Yulhanangrang and Beomheodaesa.

“If I didn’t have any spunk, I would have hugged you here.”

The Tang dynasty’s famous swordsman, a Han Chinese, had very long arms and legs.

He stepped lightly on the threshold of the main gate of Mokgajang and made eye contact with Jeongyeonshin, and their gazes were somewhat aligned. This was also the reason why she was nicknamed Geomshin (劍神).

“I will hug you.”

That was the extent of the intimacy that Jeongyeonshin felt towards her.

Sarak.

Yulhanangrang, who was literally approaching him without hesitation, gently pushed his chest with her long index and middle fingers. Her swordsmanship had regained its original sharpness.

“Consider your position. Doesn’t it look strange?”

Yulhanangrang smiles vaguely.

The slightly upturned corners of her lips revealed a contrasting temperament. The fresh mountain air and the ruggedness of the Seorak volcano. She was still the absolute ruler who encompassed the world’s martial arts.

“I see that you might get seriously hurt again this time. When you do that, if you climb the highest peak of the main mountain, Nakanbong, you will be able to soak in the bath I mentioned. I will personally pour out the medicinal ingredients of Jasodan for you.”

“You can stop talking now. I have to stop by Jongnampa to check on my nephew. I will see you again in Seomseo soon.”

“Okay, that’s enough.”

Within, Yulhanangrang’s new form was scattered like flower petals. The dark incense sticks were displayed with extreme intensity. The time she had spent away from the main temple seemed to have taken away her leisure.

He said that each of the long-suffering men had already exchanged greetings with each other.

“Your Majesty.”

Beyond the threshold where she disappeared.

The clear eyes of the great monk Beomheo were filled with pure emotion.

“The world of the human world is not as easy as the world of the powerful gods. Rather, it is a world of chaos with all kinds of forms. No-nap is a person who beats people up and has recommended a world of chaos to you.”

“… The Emperor once told me about the indestructible Vajra of Shaolin.”

Jeongyeonshin quietly opened her lips.

“When I think about it again, it doesn’t seem like much. If I can protect my body and mind in the Sepha, then I think that would be the true indestructible diamond of the unmanned. I will try to find something like that.”

“Come to think of it, you possessed magical powers. Well… Judging from your words and actions alone, you could say you’re close to being a Buddha’s rice bowl… … .”

Ambassador Beomheo slightly tilted his head.

widely.

Soon he turned around, leaning on the stone staff (a monk’s staff) he had lifted into the empty water.

The old monk whose Samhwachwijeong had completely broken down and was left with only a small amount of true energy and a great amount of spirit. However, as he set out on his journey, the hem of his old orange robe was fluttering fiercely at his feet.

Like the clothing of Indra, the master of fighting among the Buddhist gods.

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t bother to figure out why he was trailing off, and just raised one hand to see him off.

There were others. The masters of Cheongseongpa and Jugwangsingae. In particular, a young Taoist named Jinmu approached Jeongyeonsin timidly and was dragged away by the hand of Sasuk.

“Jeong Gong, this Malko is impressed by your character! It looks like you will be going on an expedition to the North at some point, as per the late emperor’s will and such. I, Jin Mu, will go there first and show you the completion of our faction’s Cheongunjeokha Sword! Please remember me!”

The greeting from Cheongsujinin was accompanied by a cry of Asrahan. Cheongseong Jangmunin did not seem to want to associate with Jeongyeonshin.

Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly sympathized with the loneliness her maternal grandfather must have felt in the world of martial arts, but then shook her head in surprise.

‘The ending is different.’

My maternal grandfather probably didn’t have close friends like Yulhanangrang and Dangunhwang.

“Look here.”

“Yes, Mr. Ark.”

When he turned his eyes, an old beggar was staring at him. It was the open-air restaurant Ju Gwang Shingae.

“Tell Maga I said hello. Of course… I don’t need to tell you that I’m faster than you, the grandson of that guy. Isn’t that a very harsh treatment for an old man with rusty legs? He must have already been hit hard by time because of his tyranny.”

“… … ?”

“Take care of it. We’ll meet again someday.”

Hwaaaaah!

The Jukwang Shingae literally turned into the wind and disappeared. It was a transcendental Boshinshin that seemed to seep into the air, without any significant headwind blowing.

He was one of the very few new legalists who dared to talk about the world’s best.

Jeongyeonshin suddenly looked back.

Shin-ui and Iphwangseongju were staring at him blankly. Among them, only Shin-ui was moving his mouth.

“Are you done? You have so many useless blessings that it’s not even worth mentioning. How are you going to take care of them all?”

“Are you the ones who are cared for because you take care of them?”

In response to Jeongyeonshin’s question, Shinui merely shrugged his shoulders. He looked at the place where the peerless masters had left with a relieved look in his eyes.

“But, are we really going to Cheonhamok? The three of us… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin trailed off. She couldn’t believe it.

The world’s best.

The tree of noble clans.

During the founding of the nation, all the evil spirits that had plagued the world were driven out. Just by taking root in the fertile soil. Above all, the fruit that was attached to the branches of the tree was said to be the most sacred in the world.

A once in a lifetime goal.

Jeongyeonshin’s salvation was there.

“Don’t expect anything.”

God waves his hand.

“It’s a completely different world. The famous people who are famous gather there like a swarm of bees. They don’t even try to come out to the martial arts world or the government office. It’s just a paradise for ghosts who are locked in caves or in the gaps between giant trees and only practice their martial arts. As you know, ordinary people can’t even set foot there, so even the so-called extravagant writers consider it another world. If you think of a village of immortals and get disappointed, who will take care of your troubles? And if you happen to fight with those crazy people… .”

Jeong Yeon-shin cut him off casually. She clasped and unclenched the hand she had previously held with Tang Yun-hwang.

“Master, why are you going? I have not yet accomplished anything worthy of being acknowledged by all the great families in the world.”

“you.”

The Emperor, who had been standing still, slowly moved his lips.

“I’m trying to figure out if I can overlap your body with mine.”

It was a story that had no meaning. But Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly felt a strong pulsating sensation in her heart.

* * *

Two weeks later.

The three of them arrived in front of a tree bark that stretched endlessly up, down, and to both sides like a castle wall.

It was a world-class tree.