Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 529

Namjon (8)

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Shaman’s sword.

And the martial arts of Jang Moon-in, a shaman who has not lost his reputation to the Shingeomdanju for decades.

Before facing Hyun Gong Jin-in, Jeong Yeon-shin assumed the sword technique of Yu Neung-je-gang (柔能制剛).

A sword technique that gently presses down on any attack. The shaman’s studies were usually known in the martial arts world through such stories.

From my own experience, it wasn’t like that.

Hyun Gong Jin’s Song Moon Go Sword crushed Jeong Yeon Shin with overwhelming force.

With a gesture that seemed to roughly swing a tree branch, all the nearby nature spirits were sucked in, and the force wrapped around Jeongyeonshin’s self-defense energy in a curved trajectory and shattered it.

It was like dealing with a typhoon that had been categorized.

Geomryeoseomneungsik was unable to exert any strength in it.

The same was true for the return trip.

The eight-layered attack beam was shattered at the village head line. The ten-stage gold was not even visible.

The power of the wave was often lost in the technique of filling the gaps in the waves like a gust of wind. Incredible, if not unbelievable, events were repeated.

Obviously, the current Hyun Gong Jin-in has lower martial arts skills than Master Beom-heo.

‘Am I also obsessed with horse riding?’

Then, Jeongyeonshin thought. Could it be that there was something wrong with the most important aspect of herbivorous precision? Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense… … .

Three days like that.

Time, flowing like flowing water, reached the cliff called Heungokam (熒惑巖).

As the name suggests, it is a place so tall that it makes you wonder if it is the entrance to the celestial world.

It was somewhere in the deep foothills of the shaman’s mountain.

Passus-

The gravel flowed down like smoke.

The sea of pure white clouds beneath silently swallows the dust.

Mt. Mudangsan, where the loud noise died down as if it were a lie.

Hyun Gong Jin was staring blankly at Jeong Yeon Shin, who was stuck on the cliff. He raised his eyebrows high enough that his forehead was deeply wrinkled.

Was it the expression of a shaman of the highest rank, Jang Moon-in, that showed his weariness? It was completely different from when they first met, when he rarely showed his emotions.

Sabak.

The old Taoist takes a step back, stepping on the empty air.

Then, a face brightly revealed under the sunlight.

The soft skin came first.

It was clear that he had not been eating properly for a while, but his kindly, slanted eyes had an eerie, sharp aura about them.

Even though his gray-white hair hangs limply like that of a Taoist priest in the mountains.

Seonje (仙際) Hyeon-gong.

The impression of the absolute being at the end of the fresh and unripe wheat brought to mind an orphaned lion.

It was said that the name of Yulhanangrang’s Gongwolmu, ‘Jeokje’, was inspired by the nickname of Hyeon Gong Jin-in.

-Would you like to do more?

He asks without even moving his mouth.

Jeongyeonshin forcibly pulled out her right arm, which was stuck firmly in the stone wall as if it were engraved into it. In an instant, a long crack was carved into the cliff.

Representative of the Shingumdanju.

His eyes were somewhat out of focus, and his face had a strange madness to it.

“You can do two hundred and seventeen more days a year.”

-ah.

Hyun Gong-jin continued speaking with a sigh.

-You’re crazy about two things.

“Don’t worry. I will definitely chase away Jang Moon-jin’s old soul.”

-Do you really need to lose a limb to come to your senses? Not me, but you… .

Suddenly, the shaman’s gaze slowly moved towards Jeongyeonshin’s left hand.

―… … .

In that palm.

A bundle was caught that was not even a speck of dust on it.

Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin had been trying hard not to lose sight of the mad Taoist priest for three days. Naturally, she followed his gaze and her eyes grew wide.

“To me… .”

There was one more hand.

A new muttering comes out of the mouth of the new sword master.

Even during the fierce battle, the box remained unharmed.

He made it so that it would be safe. Of course it had to be so. In today’s world, even the corpses of high-ranking officials are used to boost one’s intellect, but the shaman Gogeom deserves to return to the bosom of the monks.

‘Completely.’

haha.

Jeong Yeon-shin smiled with a newly relieved expression.

Something that had never happened before. It was the temperament of a true madman. On the contrary, Hyun Gong Jin’s expression hardened noticeably.

The roles have been reversed.

Which of them should have guarded the high sword?

“That crazy guy.”

This time it was a voice.

“Why is it like that… .”

But Hyun Gong Jin-in couldn’t finish his words. His eyes, which had been clearing up for a moment, were covered in a hazy mist. His wrinkled lips were also straight and stubborn.

My mind is wandering.

It was a symptom of madness. It was definitely madness.

There was a question mark on Jeongyeonshin’s face. Was he Taeyeonryong?

-How pitiful.

Hyun Gong Jin clicked his tongue. Regardless of the process, it seemed like he had subdued Jeong Yeon Shin.

―All your herbivores were slaughtered. Whether it was because you had recently been active on the battlefield, or because you had the intention to do so in the future… It seems that you have been fortunate enough to have several connections, but the power of the Three Heavenly Powers will not be granted to you. It is a power that is different from that amazing magical power.

“What do you mean the tracks are different?”

―Those who hate something, those who are obsessed with murder and impatience… The power of the Buddha will try to suppress such feelings by increasing its own strength. However, the power of Taoism is not water, but wind. It will not stay with those who have stagnant hearts like a rotten well.

Doo-woong.

The old monk took a step in the air. In an instant, a cold wind blew from the hem of his trousers. Jeong Yeon-shin felt his life in danger.

-Therefore, I am not interested in you… .

“Please just take the bundle.”

-Go. Go back and take care of yourself. I will not be bound by anything. Neither a monk, nor a disciple, nor a priest… … .

The old voice is faintly scattered.

The moment Jeong Yeon-shin activated the time-travel method, her eyes turned white.

Hwaaaaak!

The new form of Hyun-gong-jin-in was scattered like fog. It was a Je-un-jong that no martial artist had ever heard of. It was clear that the development of Bo-gyeong-shin-ui’s Gu-gyeol was based on the premise of the empty space.

And one more thing remains.

-Don’t look for it.

The voice was breaking up. It was very rough. Like the cliff that Jeongyeonshin was stuck on right now.

“… … .”

The leader of the Paegeom clan and the leader of the Shingeom clan.

And then the first sword of the outside world, Cheon Geuk Mun Ju.

It was another defeat.

‘I’m the last of the five…?’

Although it was done under special circumstances in a place where no one was watching, Jeong Yeon-shin felt a heat spreading to her head.

‘no.’

Even though I’m old enough, no one else can cut normally except me.

Passus-

Meanwhile, the rocks from the cliff bounced off the bundle in my hand as soon as they touched it. It was thanks to the faint curtain of true energy.

The Tang siblings were holding the high-ranking official in their arms.

From the time of its birth until now.

Continuously, day and night.

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The five swords of the world.

It is a general term for the peerless swordsmen who can be counted on one hand in the vast Ming Dynasty.

Those who possess swordsmanship that rivals that of a military force. A ruler with great power would naturally have to keep an eye on their every move, and the same was true for the Thirteen Thousand Shim Mu-ryeon.

At this moment, a register of names is placed on a large table.

Preemptive strike.

The name of the sword is Yongheemyeong.

The sword of the blind is also a single-voice drink.

Cheonreunggaek (天凌客) Wanhui (萬揮).

The God of the Wilderness, Jeongyeonshin.

The report, which is close to a book, has a strong scent of ink. This means that it has not been completed for long.

The woman who glanced at it slowly opened her lips.

“There is no name that can communicate.”

The tone was definitive.

Swish.

And then he sits down, sprawled out on the back of the chair.

The front of his yellow uniform was disheveled and a large sword was carelessly leaning against his thigh. However, no one in the room commented on his attitude.

Soviet Union’s military junta.

It replaces the Simmuryeonju in the closed-door training.

The Archduke, whose arms were torn off by a pink monster, crossed the Samdo River a long time ago.

Gunyu-rin was the successor to the great sect known as Simmu-ryeon and was also the master of a martial arts force numbering in the thousands.

“The pressure from the imperial family on Bonryun has grown stronger.”

She rested her chin on the back of her hand and opened her mouth.

“Is it because of the monsters of the demon tribe that we are cornered, or is it because the times are difficult to control? Either way, it’s time for the main force to decide its course of action, but I wonder how many of the five will come to the north… … ? The symbolism of the sword, or the power of the five, or whatever, is lacking. If the northern front is truly in shambles, it could be like pouring water into a broken jar.”

It wasn’t a story that ended with muttering. It was a story that asked for the thoughts of his subordinates. Gun Yu-rin’s gaze turned to the Taoist monk who was present.

Geummin, the Lord of Light.

She is the most beautiful woman in the world. Behind her smooth, disheveled hair, the hilt of a long sword towers over her. Her intelligent eyes are lost in thought.

She was originally a strong person with good conduct, but after seeing a strange being kill the Grand Duke and suddenly disappear, she changed.

As I began to hone my sword skills, which were as strong as a flame, I fell into a state of deep meditation.

“It’s at least possible.”

The light zone opened its mouth.

“It must be the end of the wilderness. There was an imperial edict telling us not to go north, but that is why we are the ones who go north anyway.

“Because of the personality that was revealed to the world over a long period of time and the relationship with Emperor Geonreung.”

“That’s true.”

Gunyu-rin nodded.

That was because I had been with Jeongyeon Shin for a short time.

“But the Northern Powers are so vast. One hand is not enough. The only peerless masters who have penetrated the Wonyoungshin are Gogeomjinin and Sipmunju.”

Gunyu-rin’s questions continued.

“So, other than that wonderful friend, who else?”

The light zone answered with a blunt face.

“The Sword Lord is said to be living in seclusion in Shaanxi. There are rumors that he encountered the Hwasan Jangmunin, and that Yeonhwabong was completely destroyed at that location… In any case, the Sword Lord is not someone who can help with the affairs of this country. What would one expect from the royal family of the old Dali country?”

“hmm.”

“It’s been more than a day or two since the whereabouts of the new sword master Yong Huimyeong have become unknown. At this point, it’s certain that he has gone beyond the gate, so we should leave him out of the discussion.”

Swish.

Gunyurin’s hands fell behind her neck.

“Shall we keep it to ourselves, my soldiers? There’s no point in discussing the rest. Shamans and celestial dramas.”

Her words and actions, which were not respectful to anyone, were proof of her status as a martial arts aristocrat who was now beginning to transition into a local warlord.

“Now that even the whereabouts of the Black Sword Master Hyeon So-baek have become unknown… we can assume that the great power that holds the symbolic value of the Five Swords of the World is no longer in the Central Plains.”

“The morale boost is out of the question. The main force of the martial arts will die as soon as they reach the north. So no matter how you look at it… .”

Gunyu-rin raised her head to her teacher, Gwangdo-jon, and whispered calmly.

“I think it would be better to take advantage of the chaos and establish a small dynasty. Who would dare to mess with us? The imperial family is falling apart, and even the Imperial Palace is in ruins.”

“The agency was then destroyed by the Lord of Iphwangseong.”

“The case is different. The agency has joined hands with the Yojok.”

“The founding of the nation is a more serious matter. It is an absurd story to begin with.”

One corner of Gunyurin’s mouth went up at Gwangdo-jon’s assertion.

“Well, I’m a little suspicious. I think there might be a limit to how far and how long the Ip Hwang Seong Ju can move. It was even worse after the famine. He hasn’t been involved in too many incidents.”

“Soviet Union.”

“Anyway, right now, you absolutely must not go blind. Release your subordinates as much as possible and keep a close eye on all sides. I learned that in these troubled times, all sorts of things are bound to happen simultaneously. Especially these five.”

Bam.

Gunyu-rin’s index finger scanned the register of names of the five swordsmen of the world. The sound of calluses rubbing against the paper filled the quiet room.

“They have too much fame and power. Of course, they are names that are directly connected to the state of the world. If they had contacted each other without the intervention of the royal family or the main force… .”

Her words trailed off.

It was the luggage that came into the room without permission. It was a very urgent footwork.

The treasure chest of the scribe who collects and organizes the regular communications that come into Simmulyeon from the vast land.

Gunyu-rin flinched as soon as he handed him the scroll. It was a long scroll that seemed like it would be used on the battlefield.

The paper was densely packed with stiff handwriting that gave off a military vibe.

―In Seomseo, Jongcheondong (終天童), the study room called Geunhwaseowon (槿花書院) collapsed due to Jeong Hye’s method. The conspicuous spiral marks resemble the Seonyemu Maek Hwan Gang. Movements to seek out the new skill Gugyeol were detected from nearby martial artists.

―In Shaanxi, the swordsman of Yunzhong, Weizhi Myohwa, killed over a hundred martial artists who were after Jeong-Hye. It is presumed to be the realm of the Three Flowers and the Purification of the Heavens, but confirmation is needed.

―Seonseo, Hwasan Jamryong Yuhyeon inherited the Jangmunryeongbu Jahashin sword.

-Go southeast of Shaanxi and Paegeomjongju.

– There is a rumor that Gangseo and Cheonhamok’s main body moved slightly.

―Ho-gwang, the absence of the Iphwangseongju continues.

―Ho-gwang, the new blood demon Jin Myeong-jo is leading the forces of Iphwangseong as the new sword unit leader. The whereabouts of Iphwang Shin-chang Aksurim are unknown.

―Ho-gwang, half of the peak of Mt. Mu-dang collapses. Repeated landslides. The three people, Mu-dang Jang-mun-in, Shingum-dan-ju Dae-ri, and Cheon-geuk-mun-ju, make contact.

―Except for Zhejiang and Cheon Geuk Mun, all the schools in Hangzhou, including Daecheonmun, were destroyed.

―Beijing, the Yeoui Heavenly Lord Bukgung Ah and the Heavenly Dragon Lord Wei Zhijie, both under the command of the Shingumdan, were taken to the Forbidden City as traitors.

-Sae-oe, Bukhae Ice Palace. Ice Palace Lord is pregnant.

– New World, Bukhae Ice Palace. Ma Gwang-ik Tae-yeon-ryong welcomes the famous sect leader So-cheon-mu-jeok as the first husband of the Ice Palace Lord.

-Sae-oe, Bukhae Ice Palace. An accidental fight between the former Hwangbo Gaju and the Great Master of Myeonggyo. Rumor has it that it was a draw.

-Northern Great Wall, the appearance of a suicide bomber.