Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 533

Namhwagwangtaegeuk (4)

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The sound of grass rustling echoed.

Sabak.

A shaman with messy hair wanders the foot of the green mountain. Jang Mun-in, a shaman who was called Seonje in the world and was given the name Hyeon-gong by Mt. Mudang.

At this moment, he was wandering aimlessly through the pathless land, and every time he got close, the tree branches moved of their own accord.

He is not a shaman or Taoist priest today.

It had been a long time since I had put the Way of non-action and nature on the back burner.

He was just an absolute being who controlled nature like a god, and Hyun-gong also vaguely realized that he was caught up in human emotions.

Still, he wandered alone around the wide shaman’s mountainside, talking nonsense like a beggar who had lost his mind.

“Priest, Hyeonryeo, Hyeonryeo… Yes, you bastard Gogeom, why didn’t you listen to Hyegeom’s (慧劍) order until the end? You should have listened to me when this death row priest said he would tell you even if it meant changing the rules. Why is the dignity of a shaman like Jangmun, who doesn’t need to be protected, so important… …”

A priest who fled to the distant sky to avoid the bothersome execution.

“Did this master teach you that? Were your roots that important? Yes, there must have been another dreamer in the harsh northern rivers and lakes. But what good is that? You are already a shaman’s pine needle.”

A disciple who still lives in Mt. Wudang, but will never return to the past.

Hyungong had to find two people. Gogeom and Chogwangmongma. To be exact, he needed the heart to completely capture them today.

However, the vessel of the heart, commonly called Dogi (道器), was nowhere to be found in Mt. Mudang.

I wandered around naturally. Like a spark that runs aimlessly in all directions, then dies down, and then suddenly springs up again.

So it was a case of running into a demon.

widely.

Hyun-gong suddenly tramples the ground.

At the same time, he is not at ease as he starts to rise into the sky like a god while carrying a backpack.

So the old man spent some time with the long, white clouds.

And at some point, he stopped and went down the empty space like a staircase, when suddenly a gray, hemispherical curtain appeared like a mirage at his feet.

Sabak-

Hyun-gong stepped exactly on the top of the curtain. The sleeves of his shabby robe fluttered behind him like wings.

The curtain was the shaman’s sanctuary.

The Infinite Suffering Formation, which blocks all aerodynamic waves. It was created long ago by one of the disciples of Sambong Jinin.

Because of the incident where a commoner from Hogwangseong Deokanbu became stupid after being exposed to the waves of the Bangpa Daejeon.

Although it is now famous for its secret formations that are rare in the world, the best Taoist of the time was able to calculate the energy waves that make up the formations as if breathing.

The incredible strength of the numerical wall was also not taken into account.

Wow!

It just goes straight through.

There was no destruction. It was just a natural assimilation of the body into the formation.

It took a moment for him to appear beneath the huge dome-shaped curtain ceiling.

Inside the bubble.

The shamanist masters who had been surrounding the swordsman in the hat suddenly raised their heads. Even though the standoff had lasted for quite some time, the reaction was immediate.

“… … .”

There was a moment of empty silence among the hundred or so people.

But that was only for a moment, as the arena became noisy as if the flames of the magic spell possessed by Hyungong had spread like wildfire. Seonje Hyungong was a being that caused a stir among all the masters of the great schools in the world.

Even if they are disciples of the monks.

“What… long… … ?!”

“How is the long-suffering man here?”

“It is quite possible. Disciples, do not waver and form a siege!”

Yeah! Woof woof!

Aerodynamic waves sway in all directions.

Among them, the one-armed swordsman standing in the exact center of the encirclement, who looked like the master of the Cheon Geuk Moon, lifted the front of his hat slightly.

It was a slow movement, separate from the urgency of the surroundings.

Phew!

Just that alone caused a strong wind to blow into the nearby thirty-six rooms. It was because the tremendous momentum was surrounding the area like a typhoon.

This was also the reason why the non-partisan group was unable to enter the race rashly.

Now that a significant number of shaman masters have already crossed over to the ‘gate’, any further loss of disciples would mean the death of twice as many innocent people.

“You made me wait.”

The middle-aged man in the bamboo hat opened his mouth calmly.

“Jang Moon-in and my friend Seomye are both like that, and these days, Banbak Gwi-jin is rampant everywhere. It’s hard to find a trace of them.”

“… You are well-informed of the outside rumors.”

When Hyun-gong, who had been staring at him blankly, blurted out, the man in the hat smiled brightly.

“Unlike Jang Moon-in, I have the world as my blanket. Moreover, my strides are as wide as my legs. That’s why I couldn’t just pass by Mt. Mudang.”

“… … .”

“I’m a high-ranking official, how are you? I was in a state of confusion in Hangzhou. So, before I leave for the north, I wanted to say hello and offer my deepest condolences….”

“stop.”

Hyun-gong said.

Ku-Kung-

Behind his back.

The air was billowing like dark clouds. The man in the hat’s every story had stirred the Duke’s mind.

Even though we only exchanged a few short words in a span of a few breaths, the demon’s words and actions were so malicious and blatant.

“Disciple, your imitation is poor.”

Hyun-gong’s voice continued in a low tone.

“If I get angry and cut you down, and then realize that you are my disciple, will your plan be complete? It is truly insignificant. Is that just a northern scheme to throw the shaman Jang Moon-in into the swamp?”

“… How did you know?”

The man in the bamboo hat tilted his head and asked.

“Weren’t my transformation and disguise perfect? Even my esteemed comrades personally saved me from the martial arts of the arrogant and arrogant in Hangzhou, and I studied the conduct of the First Sword of the Outer Way for quite some time…”

A face that melts like water as the words are repeated.

The facial features of a middle-aged man suddenly took on the appearance of a young man. The first thing that caught my eye was his pale, pale skin, like that of a nobleman of the Blood Flame Sect.

Soon, a wicked temperament flowed down his extremely thin face line, and the right sleeve of his thick windbreaker filled with a rustling sound, creating an arm that wasn’t there before.

ha-

Soon, white steam began to leak out of the young man’s mouth. It was due to the reaction of the transformation technique that had suddenly been released.

Super dream.

A joint battle between a shaman and a priest.

“That’s too bad.”

He shakes his head and mutters naturally.

The sound of suffocation erupted from all over the place. The shaman masters stopped their wide-ranging examinations one by one.

“You… you…!”

“How could you act like the head of the Cheon Geuk Mun clan in the main sect?!”

“… primitive eye diagnosis.”

But the super-light dream horse didn’t even pay attention to them. There was a temperament that was oozing from his whole body.

He was confident that he could easily escape if he wanted to. In fact, he looked up at Hyun Gong Jin and asked again.

“I asked how you noticed. I was clearly very close to the Heavenly Sword Master… Everything except Muwi.”

“A warrior who wishes to be noble does not mock a corpse. Know this. The same goes for swordsmen of other paths. No matter what their conduct was before they put down their swords.”

The answer of Cheonha Ohgeom Hyeon-gong was calm.

But the air inside the room wasn’t like that. Instead, it trembled with anxiety. It felt like something was going to explode at any moment.

It was a sign of a deeper penetration.

“Then that’s right!”

The super-light dreamer shouted in excitement.

“It must have been too much of a stimulus for an old man who has lost his mind! How can you possibly endure such behavior? You who has brought down the world’s greatest swordsman and disappeared all of a sudden… You must be going crazy wanting to kill me somehow!”

Krrrr!

The air surrounding Hyun-gong suddenly became distorted. Jang Moon-dae-ri Ok-am, who was glancing at him anxiously from afar, shouted at Cho-gwang-mong-ma.

“Shut up, you northern squire! Are you really a human? Why are you exploiting Jang Moon-jin’s feelings like that! If you don’t want to die by my hand today… …!”

In that moment, Okam’s body was thrown back explosively and hit the air curtain behind him with a bang!

It was because of Hyun-gong’s gesture.

The tension of the highest order that had passed through the air in an instant. It was the magic of the shaman’s face mixed with the magic of the shaman’s face. It was a speed that was impossible to respond to.

“The death of a disciple….”

Then Hyun-gong whispered softly.

“Don’t say it so easily. Please. It is a very miserable and terrible thing. What I saw in the North is enough, so please… … .”

It was nonsense.

Meanwhile, his eyes were full of whites. His pupils had already rolled over into his eyeballs.

Jang Moon-in, a shaman who cannot break away from love and is possessed by a demon. At this moment, he is one of the most dangerous beings in the entire world.

―Disciples, firmly guard the upper hall with your internal energy, and do not make eye contact with that northern sect… the excommunicator! You will be deceived by his evil eye technique!

Okam made a noise while lying backwards. Then he glanced behind him.

The extremely smooth and translucent wall. The breathtaking view of the Infinite Challenge completely absorbed the shock from the village head.

Cool!

He vomited blood once and filled his throat with energy again. It was to ask a question to the disciple waiting outside the formation.

-You said seventeen lira?

―Yes, Jang Moon-dae-ri. From the low pavilion where the guest is to here, it is approximately seventeen li. I will open the formation as soon as you give me the signal. Please be careful…!

A distance that is repeated seventeen times. It must be extremely short for a light-hearted master. Furthermore, the light-heartedness of Yeonhwanata Jeongyeonshin was said to be a straight line.

A gallop without any act of twisting the feet to supplement the propulsion. Naturally, the waiting time of the shaman disciples, including Ok-am, will be short.

But would it be the same if there was another Heavenly Sword right in front of me?

Even Hyun-gong was clearly a name that was placed above Jeong-yeon-sin in the world. The age and time scale were different.

be far.

Seventeen ri is too long a distance.

“Let’s go. I have to teach you one more lesson.”

It was Hyun-gong’s voice.

Okam suddenly raised his head. The expressionless shaman Jang Moon-in was once again coming down to take away Cho Kwang-mongma. A smile was on the face of the excommunicated disciple who was protected by his crazy master.

Substitute.

How did it come to this?

Okam’s eyebrows furrowed deeply.

“This time!”

He shouted.

“Not this time! Jang Moon-jin! Please contact me! That man is no longer the newborn baby that Jang Moon-jin raised! Rather, he is a dam blocking the stream of Mt. Wudang! Are you planning to kill the main sect like this?!”

“The shaman is blue on her own. This child is nothing. He is just a disciple who resembles Bindo, who lacks everything.”

Hyungong was still innocent. And harmless to his disciples. To the point where Chogwangmongma would occasionally intervene.

“I was a little off. However, if Jang Moon-in meets Shin-tu in person, he will think differently. The great master of the world’s dreamy body, the one whom the northern warrior has come to visit. My roots are with her… and also with the northern… … .”

His eyes were clouded. They looked foggy.