Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 537

◈ Gangho People’s Book (3)

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Silence fell over the empty lot.

Not only the hundred or so shaman masters who were cutting off the pair of horses with a wide encirclement, but also Buk-do, who occasionally spoke incomprehensible words, just looked down from his horse.

“… … .”

An old man wearing shabby robes and a young man of peerless beauty. The head of the Shingumdan troupe silently waits for the shaman Jang Moon-in, who has already mentioned rest.

There was a similar situation in the distant past.

The anecdotes of the former leader and the traitor Ma Yeon-jeok were like that. There is no martial artist among the Daebangpa who does not know the events of that time.

The things that those in that position did when they came into contact were bound to be widely talked about, and the shaman’s disciples, who could be considered the parties involved in the incident, could not help but think of the Taegeuk at this moment.

Back and forth now.

Jeong Yeon-shin was the leader of the Shingeomdan to many. He could not be called just a proxy. He was capable of taking the place of the most powerful man in the martial arts world.

Purruk―

The thump of the giant war horse echoed ominously.

The sound of the Northern Powers watching. The shaman disciples who were currently conducting the examination did not take their eyes off the North Road, but it was clear that the majority of their energy was leaning towards Jeong Yeon-sin and Hyeon-gong.

Suddenly, the shaman Jang Moon-in pulled out his foot that was buried in the ground.

Kwak.

A pile of dirt came up and soiled his robe, but Hyungong’s face was calm. Rather, it seemed as if he was starting to relax. Soon, Hyungong calmly asked Jeongyeonsin.

“How long are you going to leave it open? It’s not like it’s going to induce the frequency of the heart attack.”

“This makes me feel at ease.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered briefly.

Above his head, on one side, there was a stone box floating. It was the function of Heogongseop.

This is the box that Jeongyeonshin had brought with her before the blue Taegeuk was carved on the ground, and it was still there when she shook hands with Hyeon-gong.

Some of the shaman disciples who realized its existence belatedly gasped in vain. It made absolutely no sense. Unless they had mastered the art of Yangsimgong.

“Isn’t it heavy?”

The shaman Jang Moon-in speaks quietly.

His aged voice was filled with questions. It was as if he could see through everything that Jeong Yeon-shin had experienced since Hangzhou.

Unlike before, when he showed his emotions openly, it is becoming increasingly difficult to read his inner thoughts. It was a small but clear change.

“Even once… .”

Jeongyeonshin immediately moved her mouth.

“I don’t think it’s ever been that heavy.”

“And it’s not that cumbersome?”

Hyun-gong asked again. At that moment, Jeong Yeon-shin’s lips slightly rose. It was a flawless line, like the contemporary Shin Geum-dan master Yong Hee-myeong.

“There’s no reason for that. On the contrary, they support me.”

“Gogeom… Is Hyeonryeo supporting you in some way? Is that stone box a stepping stone for your heart?”

“I think it’s another wild horse.”

“… … .”

A faint pine scent rose from the sword of Hyun-gong, who had briefly closed his mouth. It was like the famous sword fragrance from the Hwasan School of swordsmanship.

But there was a difference.

It is a sign of the state where the swordsman’s thoughts influence the opponent, the state of the mind sword. It must have been seen that he was well-versed in all studies that required depth.

He was similar to Cheon Geuk Moon Ju, who was skilled in all kinds of techniques, but his style was different.

“That box, that box. It’s a dam to me. It’s a rock blocking my heart, a thorn in my side that I need to get rid of as soon as possible. It’s just a problem because it’s so big and heavy.”

Hyun-gong spoke slowly. Jeong Yeon-shin’s empty space. He glanced at the box that was floating lightly, paradoxically.

Jeong Yeon-shin answered briefly.

“I understand.”

In that moment, Hyun-gong’s wrinkles in his eyes formed faint arcs. It was a smile that simultaneously showed the madness of a demon and the sanity of a shaman’s long face.

The conversation between the two was so calm.

But the air around them was still tense. All conversation was close to the silence before a thunderstorm struck.

As everyone in the room knows.

It is not a weapon that can be put in one’s hand.

The absolute being of the immortal path who was obsessed with the tyrannical leader of the divine swordsman confronted him, so it would not have been strange if someone’s limbs were blown away.

“Hyeonryeo lived as a martial artist and passed away. His end was as a swordsman, but not as a Taoist. The disciples of the shaman who died in the north and ‘Moon’ were the same. Everyone… ate, learned, and laughed with this old Taoist for a long time.”

Hyun-gong said as he raised the Songmun Sword to the middle position.

“So leave Bindo alone. The shaman Jang Moon of that time is different from Beomheo Nosa. He is a small-minded person with a small bowl and a coward with great shortcomings.”

Ss …

A sudden gust of wind scratches the dirt floor.

And then it gradually became translucent and darker, and began to envelop the entire space.

It was a natural phenomenon.

Hyun-gong had already engraved a huge Taegeuk on his mind.

A state where one becomes the axis of heaven and earth. It is possible to draw upon the power of Mother Nature without drawing a circle with a sword.

Of course, there is a limit to the power that can be mobilized at one time. However, in terms of internal energy endurance, it is the only one among the five swords in the world that can stand shoulder to shoulder with Yongheemyeong.

“… the shaman had a warm long-sleeved dress.”

Jeong Yeon-shin held the thunderbolt in his hands and thought, “I can’t let that power be transferred to the Ten-Dan-Geum.”

Shaman’s ten-brocade brocade.

Like the Hwan-gang, it is a supernatural divine skill that can be overlapped. If it were to be unleashed from Hyun-gong’s hands, it would naturally manifest in an infinitely awesome form.

At the time of his entrance, Jeong Yeon-shin almost died from that technique that came out only once.

‘Besides, Jang Moon-jin… .’

Even the first step, which requires a great deal of energy, is performed without preparation. This is because the great nature is used as a dantian. The process of completing the first step is largely omitted.

So, even though I didn’t have a body that had focused on practicing quick swordsmanship, I was fast. Just like I am now.

“Don’t flatter me.”

With just one step, he swung the Songmun Sword from afar. Right in front of Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes. A huge shock wave was emitted from Hyun-gong’s back.

Jeez, jeez, jeez!

Twenty-five strong waves struck Jeong Yeon-shin’s hand, which was holding the sword upside down. It was the number of light waves recorded in a single sword strike.

The swordsmanship of the Five Swords of the World. He had penetrated down to the minute details of the gripping method of Jeong Yeon-shin, whom he had once fought.

Although he didn’t show it on the outside, he almost missed the tip.

‘Even though it’s easy to hold and defend against the first attack.’

Jeongyeonshin let go of her sword. For a split second, she passed by Hyeon-gong with her Hwanikbo.

Hooooooooooo!

The lightning follows Jeongyeonshin, wrapping itself around Hyungong’s sword and body like a spinning blade of grass.

In the process, a gray sword wind appeared along the blade.

Kwakwakwakwak!

The hem of Hyun-gong’s clothes and even the ground were torn to shreds in a circular motion.

After a brief moment of being enraged like that, she was caught in Jeongyeonshin’s grasp again and started humming deeply.

Likewise, it was a sword technique of the Heavenly Sword.

The silence in the room grew thicker.

“… … .”

Two people who share a move and turn their backs on each other.

Jeongyeonshin’s clothes were intact. On the other hand, Hyeon-gong’s body was engraved with tiny scars.

The Hoshin Ganggi, which had collapsed once during the previous Gwonhwa’s restoration, and the Hyeonok Gojeoksam (玄玉孤寂衫) of the shaman Jang Mun-in were not completely restored.

Instead, at this moment it broke again, scattering shards like glass here and there.

Jeongyeonshin slowly opened her mouth.

“Haven’t you had a proper rest?”

“You didn’t even have the shame to fix your clothes.”

Hyun-gong spoke softly.

And then he asked Jeong Yeon-shin.

“The circle surrounding us… This blue flame seems to have some special power, is that right?”

Hurrah!

The fresh blue Taegeuk.

A circle with a radius of about ten sheets glows blue. It seems to respond to the clear, old voice of Hyun-gong.

“This is the Nanhua Gwangtaegeuk (Great Ultimate of Nanhua).”

Jeong Yeon-shin said. Immediately, Hyeon-gong’s counter-question followed.

“Illuminate the South widely?”

“From here, Hangzhou is in the south. This is where the will of Gogeomjinin lies dormant.”

It was a plain answer.

In that way, Jeong Yeon-shin’s intentions have been focused on Gogeom since this release.

I wanted to somehow give the shaman Jang Moon-in a stone box, and when I drew a circle with that intention, something followed me.

‘Flexibility without obstacles.’

The ability to harmonize all the herbs.

This was the reason why he could deal with the enemy by floating a stone box on one side in the empty water.

At this moment, Jeongyeonshin, standing blankly in the circle, is the incarnation of Taegeuk (the Supreme Ultimate).

There is no burden in using any method in succession.

Like a Dharma treasure that can be instantly unfolded, all of the supernatural powers possessed by Jeongyeonshin are automatically linked within the Taegeuk of Cheongyeon.

Just like a Taoist with great Taoist power who has practiced the art of positive mind to the extreme throughout his life.

That’s it.

It was the price that Jeongyeonshin paid for enduring his old age. Even now, mysterious spirituality was pouring into him from the fresh blue Taegeuk.

That may be why Hyun-gong’s reasoning has begun to return a little. Because now, in addition to the magical power, energies that even Jeongyeonshin cannot fathom have become one.

But Jang Sam-bong does not have that idea.

High sword.

The essence of Namhwagwangtaegeuk engraved in Jeongyeonshin’s mind was these two characters.

The highest sword. The swordsman that the many common people of Hangzhou, as well as the boy who was thrown into the world of martial arts called Jeonggajang, sometimes wished for.

Is that why?

“South, south… The meaning of Hyeonryeo is… … .”

Hyun-gong’s eyes, which were repeating the word “South”, gradually lost focus. On the other hand, Jeong Yeon-shin, as the master of the new sword, calmly analyzed the skills he had acquired today.

‘I didn’t divide it into several parts, but the density of all the techniques was high. Is it not a burden on my body?’

I’m sure it’s non-existent.

There really isn’t any.

There was only the feeling of a gentle breeze wrapping around my whole body.

Tickling skin. It was hard for me to tell whether it was sorcery or pure martial arts, but I couldn’t even think of the end of the sorcerers that Shincheonhwa had warned about.

Suddenly, her comments on the non-partisan new religion flashed through my mind.

-That is Jang Sam-bong’s martial arts.

The same was true of Namhwagwang Taegeuk. It was a martial art consisting of sharp swords and long swords. Before he knew it, Jeongyeonshin began to think of the endless possibilities within Cheongyeon’s Taegeuk.

This is because the shaman Jang Moon-in’s energy wave has completely died down.

‘The basic rise of Muwi can be considered second. As long as you don’t leave the circle, you can also use this function in Gongwolmu… . ‘

A certain image appears in my head.

It was a sight of the great demon warrior, Socheonmujeok, with dark flames covering his entire body, laying down a blue Taegeuk in front of him.

It was also a situation where the martial arts that were woven together through relationships that she did not have were able to bring back Baek Mi-ryeo.

Will it go as planned?

Jeongyeonshin thought. Maybe it could work.

“The energy is mysterious. It is too strong to be considered magical power, and too thick to be considered the power of the Three Clearings… .”

Hyun-gong mutters to himself.

Now the old man’s face was wrinkled with madness and dizziness like a Tai Chi. It felt like that in terms of temperament. It was obvious that he was in a more stable state than before.

[Six.]

The North Island mutters in the distance.

It was a remark I didn’t know who it was directed at.

Saaaaa―

The natural surroundings that had been translucently surrounding the area are dispersed. The empty space naturally reaches a state of calm.

Hyun-gong and Jeong-yeon-sin slowly turned their bodies toward each other. The soles of their feet rubbed gently against the messily dug ground.

“Namhwa (南華)… Thank you for giving me that name. Also, I feel like the fog in my head has strangely cleared because I’ve been lit by this fire. My heart has fallen for you.”

“The martial arts… .”

Jeong Yeon-shin swallowed back the words that had come out unintentionally. And she concluded the matter. She would consider herself to have won the bet.

Their conversation was as natural as the clouds that gently covered the foothills of Mt. Mudang.

The situation changed so calmly, yet so abruptly. It was a world of peerless masters where no one was a monster.

Everything happens only with the change of their hearts, like a river that is calm yet winds in all directions.

And there were few martial artists in the world who would regard the shaman Jang Moon-jin and the shaman Jang Moon-jin as sane. This was especially true for the shaman Jang Moon-jin and the shaman Jang Moon-jin of the time.

All that remains is a young man groaning while stuck in an old Songmungo sword.

Cho Kwang Mong Ma looked back and forth between Jeong Yeon Shin and Hyeon Gong with eyes filled with disbelief. Even before he knew it, Jeong Yeon Shin appeared before his eyes as if it were a lie, and he grabbed his head.

“What… what is it!”

“Be quiet. Be good.”

Jeong Yeon-shin had never let an enemy live before. It was natural for her to feel awkward. She was even trying to appease her opponent by recalling the guard dog she had raised at the Jeong family home.

That was when.

– The leader of the non-partisan faction must obey the imperial command!

A woman’s voice echoed.

A very commanding voice. It came from the hill across the way, and it was hard to believe that it was really spoken to the shaman Jang Moon-in.

This was true not only for the shaman’s disciples who continued to remain silent, but also for Jeong Yeon-shin.

‘Emperor’s order?’

It was when he was questioning himself.

“… … !”

Inyoung, who was coming down from afar, hesitated as soon as she saw Jeongyeonshin.