Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 526

Namjon (5)

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A land filled with darkness.

A fireball as big as a house was burning bright blue.

Occasionally, it would let out a long, loud roar like the roar of a dragon. But that was only for a moment, as the blue flames would soon explode and disappear.

Immediately afterwards, a loud roar fell to the ground like a shadow and then disappeared without a trace.

Something was consumed by the fire. At the same time, a giant arm rolled across the ground.

thud!

Dark green skin. The muscle lines from the upper arm to the lower arm were deep like furrows in a field. Even at first glance, it was a form that showed transcendent strength.

Damn it.

The man in the pink robe landed on the back of his large hand, just below the joint of his middle finger, wider than the width of his feet.

The giant who just died is the same size as the child of the giant Pangu from the old tale.

“Aren’t you being overly angry? You just happened to touch the arms of the previous elder with that big fist.”

It was above the head of the traitorous Ma Yeon-jeok.

Another man looks down at him, grinning.

The figure sitting awkwardly on a floating stone statue. The slightly faded purple hem of the scholar’s robe was fluttering coolly as if teasing the other person.

Mayeonjeok responded bluntly.

“Is my body the only one in these arms?”

“Looking at the way you’re holding it, it seems like there’s no separate shrine for it. Even though it’s a ghost that your grandson carries around.”

“Didn’t you get a share too?”

“No one would turn down an obviously effective talisman. If my junior’s energetic fortune reaches me, wouldn’t this fortune-telling sword also last a long time?”

Yong Huimyeong flicked the sword hanging from his waist with his fingers.

But there was not even a sound of a thud from the dark hilt, as if it was swallowing up all the messy sounds.

“There is no such thing as a demon sword.”

Yonghee Myung muttered, smiling faintly.

Mayenjeok didn’t deny that. He just blurted out a few words.

“Be prepared. It will come again.”

“That’s true. It’s become apocalyptic these days. Anyway… that guy.”

Yong Hee-myeong continued speaking slowly.

“Did you feel it too, the elders? When I looked up close, I could see the god of the upper chamber exerting tremendous pressure… It was to the point where I wondered how he could maintain the unity of the spirit and energy.”

As always, the two of them had only a few things in common. One of them was the island of Jeongyeonsin.

Mayeonjeok immediately laughed out loud.

“It’s a feeling that has already been experienced once. Unlike you, Yeonshin doesn’t miss even the fleeting realization. How much more so do you think that child would lose the realm that has been embodied for a long time?”

The tone was such that there was no room for doubt. As soon as Yong Huimyeong heard those words, he changed his tone in Taesa-sa. Then he asked back in a dry voice.

“Can you maintain the state of Samhwachwijeong with just your senses and qualities? Since when has that been possible?”

Suddenly, Mayeonjeok’s mouth closed.

Yong Hee-myeong didn’t do that.

“Is that talent? No. I would say it is a supernatural power that surpasses the realm of Buddha.”

“… … .”

“The nine-year perfect wall of Bodhidharma.”

Yong Huimyeong continued speaking, turning his gaze to the distant horizon.

In the dark wilderness, a clear, loud sound like a flute was suddenly coming in. It was the sound of another powerful god.

“What if the most famous practice of wall-climbing in the world throughout history was to maintain one’s sanity? From the power that filled one’s mind?”

He concludes.

Then, Mayeonjeok slowly shook his head.

“He is a strong kid from the start. There is no way he would be eaten up by his own qualities.”

“I heard that the Little Heavenly Demon of the Ming School has already lost his mind. Unless he is completely insane, he cannot do something like that in Hangzhou. Maybe that friend of Yeonshin too… .”

“Aren’t the seeds different?”

Mayeonjeok asks again. He has put his own bloodline into his mouth.

Yong Hee-myeong, who had been speechless for a moment, suddenly spread his fingers.

“Let’s take a look. That reckless junior. From a family that was worse than nothing, to a maternal family that never actually existed.”

There was a stiff frown at the corner of Mayenjeok’s mouth. It was clearly far from a smile.

“Moreover, Ma Gwang-ik, who came to this place thinking it was his true home… most of them met their deaths in Sacheon Myeonggongdo.”

“… … .”

“Everyone who knows about the origins of Hwan-gang and Seon-ryong-i-hwa-gyeol among the people of the original nature knows.”

“Even so, they were just a bunch of bastards. Do you think the deaths of those kids were a blow to Yeonshin?”

“Let’s meet again. While I was feeling a sense of belonging to Wonpyeongilgeomjang, I thoroughly investigated the Gongwolmu that sent Suncheon Ikju Ha Do-un to the underworld… I’m sure you know better than anyone what kind of power and how my senior’s body was torn to pieces.”

“Stop it.”

Yong Hee-myeong did not even listen to what his former superior said. Instead, he just burst out laughing.

“While in a position of responsibility, he was reporting on the countless deaths of the true warriors, and he heard that his subordinate, who was like a sister to him, was taken away by a madman from the Myunggyo Church right in front of him. Even the High Swordsman, whom he had once exchanged friendships with over a glass of wine, was of lowly status. He even tasted defeat during a mission.”

“… … .”

“When I came back, Jeongmyeong and Hyeongwol’s heads were hanging from the waists of some bandit, and the youngest son, who was purple, was following him, and his family members were dying right before my eyes… … .”

The new sword master speaks of Soyeon Daeju Yoo Jeong-myeong and Myeongryu Daeju Hyeong-wol.

However, Yong Hui-myeong’s expression was calm. He was trying to figure out the identity of the chosen successor as a contemporary swordsman.

Of course, I didn’t have any personal feelings in my words. Even until the very end.

“The power of the upper body filling the head among them. A god so thick and strong that it is unbelievable.”

The heel of Yongheemyeong’s leather shoes hit Taesaui’s. The surface of the bronze-colored leather was somewhat worn, but so was Mayeonjeok.

The leather shoes of Shincheonhwa and Jeongyeonshin, who are not here, were the same.

“I sent it because I didn’t have much time, but in reality, we should have stayed together a little longer. Of all things, I just thought of Bodhidharma’s perfect wall training.”

Yong Hee-myeong muttered. His face was so thoughtful that it was hard to tell what was going on. All that could be heard was the sound of the back of the Taesa’s heel tapping as it floated in the air.

“… … .”

Yong Hee-myeong glanced at the silent Mayeonjeok and opened his mouth again.

“Didn’t I tell you to meet the old man Hyun-gong anyway? When you’re dizzy, there’s nothing better than Taoist martial arts. That old man has already awakened the Taoist Samcheongryuk, which would be the best, but even the Tao-wonryuk (桃源力) and Nan-hwa-cheon-doryuk (南華天度力) of the lower ranks are quite… … .”

“If you want to have a proper conversation with a madman, you have to become a madman yourself. That old man is no help at all….”

Mayenjeok shook his head and continued without saying a word.

“Don’t judge the child by his age. He is already stronger than the old man. Naturally, Lee Ji will be stronger as well.”

“Well, I guess so. When I saw you the other day, you seemed to be of the same mind as usual. Our junior is not like the school’s favorite kid either…”

“That goes without saying.”

“Let’s do our work.”

Hwaak-!

At the same time, all directions are bathed in white light.

Suddenly, all sorts of loud noises erupted, and a faint, cold wind swept across the area like a typhoon.

The appearance of another monstrous being was so sudden. Even the sight of dry dust rising up and enveloping the surrounding area was amazing.

“There are three Imoogi. I have two…”

“One guy died.”

thud!

Before long, the two new figures had disappeared into the thick dust.

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Xinya County is located in the southern part of Hanam Province.

The distorted land borders the northern part of Hogwangseong. Naturally, there are bound to be many rumors about the shaman’s immortals.

And finally.

I set foot on Mt. Mudangsan, a mountain I had longed for since I was young.

It was clear from the stream.

Perhaps the stream contained the internal energy of Sambongjinin, and the scent of grass flowed down the mountainside, tickling my nose the whole time.

Hwaaaaah!

Even in the middle of winter, the shaman’s plants did not wither. Because of the lightness, they passed quickly, but all the scenery scratched the field of vision with brown and blue trajectories.

The headquarters of the world’s best Taoist sect.

It’s so beautiful that I would like to discuss the arts and crafts with Heonwon Hyung someday, if my life permits.

A view that you can tell is spectacular without having to stop. In addition, my eyesight is designed to keep the view completely in my head while running at a light speed. Because the Shingeomdanju must always move.

[Jeong Yeon-shin.]

Call me.

The voice of the great senior of the original generation rang out from under the mountainside. The immediate answer was obvious.

“yes.”

[Don’t overdo it. Understand the situation first. All missions are the same.]

“Thank you for the advice.”

I answered right away without any hesitation.

If you bow down to the distribution, the road to success will open up for you. These were the words of a friend I was always proud of.

Yoohyun.

You should follow his advice.

Despite his unfortunate disposition, he was chosen as the direct disciple of Yulhanangrang, and eventually became a famous plum blossom swordsman. Fortunately, his limbs have grown considerably now.

‘Are you practicing Jahashin Gong?’

Suddenly, I wanted to see that fierce face.

Volcano, volcanic wave. Would Yulhanangrang really dissolve Jasodan’s medicinal herbs in the bath water? What would it feel like to soak in it and look down at the volcano?

I also want to see Nanang.

[From the front of Yuk Bo to the left.]

He was my senior. Unlike the Shicheon method, he was looking at my path ahead with an eye that overlooked the entire battlefield.

Kwak!

Following his words, I quickly took six steps and turned left. With a whoosh, a narrow path that wasn’t there before opened up.

I only realized it when I got close, but it must be a method to hide the practitioners from the secular world. Rumor has it that the entire shaman’s huge mountainside is like a fairyland.

however.

Who gave the senior a nickname?

My name is a bit shabby, but the word Cheonhwa (濺禍) is also strange. Who would spread disaster? If your last name is not Ma or Yong, you are a lucky person… I can only trust Shin and Jeong.

Suddenly, it feels even closer. A name as weird as mine.

In any case, there is no need to worry about your senior’s Won Young-shin.

He said that it was okay as long as they were not more than seventeen li away from me. He was on a different level from Socheonmangjong, who considered one of the thirty-six strategies of military strategy as a life-saving measure.

at that time.

-Don’t look for it.

The old man’s voice cracked and broke.

“… … !”

Kwaaaaaaaah!

The stream on the side gushes high. It looks like a wave. The thick moisture comes from the white foam. Meanwhile, I have to deal with the voice that suddenly pierces my mind.

It was a thunderous roar.

A strong shiver ran down my spine. It was incredibly creepy.

I experienced something similar once.

The words of Great Master Beomheo were as follows:

However, the ambassador’s voice did not have such an effect on the surroundings. It only directly hit the head. It was restrained.

And it was warm.

His temperament was completely opposite to now.

‘Where?’

Spread your emotions in all directions.

However, the only people who can be immediately sensed are 187 people. Including the young Dodongs, they are all immortals of Mt. Wudang, and they are all surrounded by mysterious energy.

However, there was no sign of a sword immortal capable of cutting down the entire mountain peak vertically.

It was clear that Banbak Gwijin was close to the level of senior Jin. I was a little scared. I shouldn’t have crossed swords with someone like that.

‘Anyway.’

It’s hard to find this way, because it’s a very wide mountainside.

At that moment, the senior’s voice rang out.

[My mood has also gone away. Let’s talk for a moment.]

It stopped right away.

Only then did the scenery of Mt. Mudang come into full view.

Between the steep, blue valleys, you can see a few quiet temples here and there. Beneath them, a sea of pure white clouds spreads out like a cotton blanket.

The leaves swaying quietly in the breeze. Could it be the spirit of a shaman? The cries of the little birds were also somehow lovely.

I’m halfway there enjoying the scenery.

Damn it.

A senior colleague approached me, carrying a backpack and his long sleeves fluttering behind his back.

The three people who had accompanied us to Mt. Mudeung, namely Ju Se-hwa, as well as the two true believers, Ok-geom and Ok-yeop, also entered the secluded path.

“How did you know about this path? It was hidden by the main sect’s methods.”

Okyeop Jin-in opens her eyes wide and asks.

A person who always has a smile on his face. He is middle-aged and has long legs like his senior, Yu Seonbae of Soyeon Daeju. He is said to be a master of the Five Elements Palace (五行窮脚) of the shamanist school, who uses his feet like swords.

‘Senior Yoo.’

He died because the skills of the short-term leader were lacking. I once met a bandit riding a horse. If I had taken his head beforehand… … .

‘No, have you ever heard of it?’

Anyway, it’s my fault. He was my man.

“Jeong Gong…?”

Okyeopjinin called. I didn’t bother to hide the truth.

“I came wherever my feet took me.”

– That’s the right decision. No matter how much of a shaman you are, you are still a martial artist. There’s no need to teach you the true nature of the eyes.

I ignored the senior’s incomprehensible voice and talked with the group.

It was a strange situation. He reached the chin of the non-partisan Taoist priests, but there was no one to welcome him. Joo Se-hwa dismissed the situation in one word.

“… It seems that Jang Moon-jin’s mouth has become deeper.”

“ah.”

Somehow, the sounds of people filling the mountainside were moving around in a chaotic manner.

Moreover, some of them are wandering here and there, coming down to us with mysterious steps like those of gods.

I heard it from Elder Shingai when I was staying in Hangzhou.

It is said that when the movement called Chilseongdunhyeong (七星遁形) is mixed into that Jeunjong, even the masters of open lightness will have a hard time holding onto the hem of the shaman’s disciple’s clothes.

– Then what would happen if the shaman Jang Moon-in competed with the drunken Bangju Elder in the Boshin-gyeong? I heard that the transformation of the Daeya Shingae (大野神丐) is the best in the world.

-There’s no need to worry about your nerves. You’ll sober up as soon as you get the ten-dan-geum.

-Maybe with me… .

-Isn’t it different if it’s a return trip?

There are two people coming down the path now. I can feel the energy coming from them, no less than Ju Se-hwa.

[Unhyeon (雲炫)! Only he should have accepted it, but you insisted on bringing outsiders into the main temple!]

One person’s voice spread throughout the whole country.

Kugu Palace―

The ground shook for a moment. It must be the shaman’s Taehwa Chiljonseong. It might be possible to perform Jeunjong and Chilseongdunhyeong at the same time.

“Jeong Gong.”

Suddenly, Joo Se-hwa’s eyes turned towards me as she opened her lips. She seemed slightly embarrassed. Un-hyeon was her guardian angel.

I glanced to the side.

[The position of the sect has not been sorted out. This so-called best swordsmanship sect… Jang Moon-in is really crazy.]

Her long black hair sways slightly from side to side.

The purple woman left the execution of the military duties to her junior before setting out. Interest was evident from the corners of her lips that slightly went up.

[But let me call you once. After all, only a madman can communicate with a madman… … .]

“… … ?”

I turn my eyes to the south, under the gaze of the elders of Jeonjeondae.

The direction of nature. It was said that if you overcome deep-seated evil, great achievements will follow. Baek Gi-rin and Namgung Hyung were probably the same.

If you awaken the Samcheongryuk here, you will be able to restore his mind. Therein lies the duty of the Shingeomdanju to take care of his comrades.

Swish.

He held the hilt of the lightning sword.

A method that was quite effective in Hangzhou. If the result is very good, it is not rude.

Since it is the center of the best swordsmanship in the world, there may be people who enjoy it. It is possible that someone will come to know the sound.

Wooooowow!

I thought of the melody of the sword.