Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

"With the defensive forces diverted, this is arguably the weakest point for Mingjian Manor. If Xiaoyao Wang wants to attack Mingjian Manor, this is his only chance."

"Of course, the Prince of Xiaoyao might go directly to Lin'an to solve the root of the problem, but he shouldn't be that arrogant, after all, the Imperial Guards are not to be trifled with."

"No matter what, I need to stay in Jiangnan just in case, so August is his only chance."

………………

Shaolin Temple, Sutra Repository.

Ever since learning the Dragon Claw Hand technique, Monk Chengkong has been sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused. When he's clear-headed, he'll have Zhang Junbao spar with him, and when he's confused, he'll punish him by making him copy books.

As for Zhang Junbao's claim that he was looking for General Feilong, he was always in a daze. Sometimes he would say that he was General Feilong, and sometimes he would act crazy and say some inexplicable things.

In short, Zhang Junbao had no way to escape and no way to defeat the monk, so he could only resign himself to copying books in the Sutra Pavilion. Fortunately, he could still learn martial arts while the monk Chengkong was conscious, which was better than nothing.

During this time, when Monk Chengkong was lucid, he would teach Zhang Junbao martial arts, starting with the Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm and Dragon Claw Hand, and later the Bagua Staff Technique, Asura Blade Technique, and so on.

That day, Zhang Junbao was punished by Chengkong to copy books again. He kept grumbling as he searched for the scriptures, while Chengkong lay on the meditation seat and ignored him.

Seeing that he had his back to him, Zhang Junbao had a sudden thought. He quietly grabbed a scripture and moved closer, intending to ambush him.

Little did they know that Monk Chengkong possessed profound internal strength and had already sensed their movements. One of them wanted to launch a sneak attack, while the other wanted to wait for the opportune moment. The outcome was, of course, predictable.

Chapter 228 Junbao Finds the Yi Jin Jing, Ming Daohong's Suffering

Just as Zhang Junbao stealthily approached Monk Chengkong and raised the sutra with both hands to smash it down on the back of Chengkong's head.

As soon as the wind picked up, Monk Chengkong did a somersault, his right hand forming a phoenix beak, and when the scripture was still an inch from his nose, he struck Zhang Junbao's wrist with lightning speed.

Zhang Junbao felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and a recoil force pushed him back several steps. By sheer coincidence, the sutra in his hand hit him squarely on the bridge of his nose, causing tears to stream down his face.

Seeing his disheveled appearance, Monk Chengkong burst into laughter. He stood up, bent down, and laughed incessantly as he looked at Zhang Junbao.

After laughing enough, Cheng Kong's expression changed, and he said, "Instead of copying the book properly, you tried to ambush me. Since you failed, it's clear that your skills are not up to par. Today, I'll punish you by making you copy five scriptures."

After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for Zhang Junbao's reply. After he stepped out of the Sutra Pavilion, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes. He touched his bald head and asked in puzzlement, "Huh? What am I doing?"

The confused monk Chengkong looked bewildered, not knowing what he was supposed to do, but he didn't like to think too much about it. Since he had forgotten, he might as well forget it. With a quick glance, he left the Sutra Repository and headed out of the temple.

Zhang Junbao, who was secretly following behind him, watched him go into the mountains, catch a few rabbits, and sit on a rock muttering to himself.

He couldn't help but feel troubled, muttering to himself, "No way? Am I confused again? Am I really confused or just pretending?"

But seeing the confused look on Monk Chengkong's face as he earnestly talked to the rabbit, he wasn't sure either. After thinking about it, he decided to give up and went back to copy the book.

When Zhang Junbao returned to the Sutra Repository and went to pick up the scriptures that had fallen to the ground, he looked up and was slightly taken aback. He then looked down and carefully examined the area under Monk Chengkong's bed, and asked with some confusion, "What is this? Why was it thrown under the bed?"

As he spoke, he didn't mind the dirt and went straight to the ground to grab the book. When he took it out, he immediately frowned in disgust. The book was covered in dust and so dirty that the words on the cover were no longer visible.

"Didn't the senior monk say he cherished scriptures the most? How come this book is so dirty?" Zhang Junbao shook his head in confusion.

He placed the book on the table, then fetched a basin of clean water, found two towels, and put the book on the table, saying, "Come, come, let me clean you up, and then we'll go find that monk to settle accounts."

As he spoke, he carefully wiped the cover with a damp towel, then opened the book and examined each page meticulously to ensure there was no damage or sticking before he was relieved.

Only then did he feel like picking up the book and reading aloud the words on the cover: Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic).

He then asked in confusion, "What kind of book is this? It's hidden so mysteriously. I have to open it and take a look."

Once he started reading, his mind was gradually drawn to the contents of the scriptures, and he studied them day and night. Even when the monk Chengkong was walking around in front of him, he was not distracted.

………………

While Zhang Junbao was studying the Yi Jin Jing, Yi Tianxing decided to head north to Shaolin Temple to avoid Bing Xin.

In his words, he and Zhang Junbao hit it off immediately, and now that his little brother was in trouble, he had to lend him a hand.

To avoid the assassins sent by Qin Hui, Qin Sirong chose to take Bingxin and her servant with her to the north, which made Yi Tianxing both happy and sad.

He was happy because the girl he secretly liked, Ms. Qin, would go north with him and they could spend every day together; he was sad because Ms. Qin didn't like him and thought he shouldn't be a scumbag. Since he had promised to marry her, he should have married her.

Bingxin didn't care where they went; she just wanted to be with Yi Tianxing.

Thus, the four of them, with completely different feelings, embarked on the road northward.

………………

On the very day the four headed north, Ming Daohong, dressed in blood, emerged from a brothel.

She wiped the blood from her cheek and, amidst the horrified stares of the crowd, pulled a seven- or eight-year-old girl away from there.

After getting separated from Zhang Junbao, she was certain that he would head north, so she chose to travel alone, hoping to find out some news along the way.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Junbao delayed his journey north and was later captured by the monk Chengkong and taken to Shaolin Temple.

Ming Daohong earned her travel expenses by telling fortunes and then inquired about Zhang Junbao's whereabouts. As a result, she, a young girl, naturally became a target.

Not long after she set off, she was spotted by an elderly couple. While she was trying to gather information, the old man discovered her next move and sent his wife to keep watch on the road ahead.

When Ming Daohong passed by, the old woman deliberately pretended to fall down at the entrance of the alley next to her, groaning and unable to get up.

When Ming Daohong kindly went over to help her up, the old woman took advantage of her inattention and threw a handful of sleeping powder on her face.

When Ming Daohong regained consciousness, she had been dressed in a wedding gown and tied to the wedding bed, while a silly young man dressed in a groom's suit sat at the head of the bed with a silly grin on his face.

It turns out that this elderly couple had a mentally challenged son who hadn't been able to get married because their family was not only extremely poor, but their only son was also mentally challenged.

Therefore, within a radius of several dozen miles, unless there is absolutely no other choice, no parent would push their daughter into a pit of fire.

So this elderly couple, seeing their son approaching thirty and still unmarried, were worried sick, but to no avail.

If the son doesn't have a wife, then naturally he won't have any grandchildren, and without grandchildren, their family line will end.

Unexpectedly, fate intervened, and they ran into the naive and innocent Ming Daohong. After discussing it, the two decided that since the girl seemed simple-minded and was all alone, no one would know if they tied her up.

"No matter what, we'll tie her up and force her to marry our son, then have a child with her. We won't be afraid of where she can run off to." The old woman's vicious words made the two of them determined.

And so, the inexperienced Ming Daohong lost his first battle to the drug.

Fortunately, the elderly couple, wanting to have some insurance for the future, specially invited the village chief and elders, and then emptied their savings to host a banquet.

As long as you gain the village's approval, even if things are exposed later, the village will stand up for you. After all, we are all of the same clan and family.

The village chief and elders knew about their family's situation, and in the end, they all acquiesced to the idea of ​​kidnapping someone to be their daughter-in-law. So, everyone was happy, and after a group of people drank too much, Ming Daohong was given the opportunity to fight back.

Taking advantage of the fact that these people were drunk, Ming Daohong used kind words to trick the idiot into untying his ropes. Then, while the idiot was pouring him water, Ming Daohong picked up a stool and smashed it on the back of the idiot's head, knocking him unconscious.

She quickly changed her clothes, grabbed some food, and escaped through the window.

Once they escaped the village and reached the pipeline, they boarded a caravan bound for the next market town, and only then did the little girl burst into tears.

Chapter 229 Ming Daohong's Change

Having just learned of the dangers of traveling far from home, Ming Daohong refused to leave after arriving at the next market town with the caravan.

She went to a pawnshop, pawned the jade hairpin she had hidden, then rented a room at an inn and secluded herself there day and night to practice the martial arts from the Nine Yin Manual.

More than half a month later, the girl, who had just made some progress, was kicked out of the inn because she had no money, and had no choice but to continue her journey.

This time, the little girl has martial arts skills to protect her. Although she might not be able to deal with martial arts masters, she can still handle one or two petty thugs.

So in the days that followed, the young girl earned money by telling fortunes while diligently practicing martial arts.

During this period, he was chased by people for making a wrong fortune reading; he was robbed by street thugs for making money, and then killed them in self-defense.

She had also been hunted down for offending a local tyrant's gang. And so, the young girl, stumbling and weeping bitterly, finally arrived in Hebei.

Upon arriving here, the young girl finally remembered that Mingjian Manor and Cangzhou Liuhemen had business dealings, and that she was, after all, a guest of Mingjian Manor.

Just as the young girl was preparing to head to Liuhemen under the guise of Mingjian Villa, she was drawn to the commotion by the roadside.

Seeing that there were three layers of people gathered on the street to watch the excitement, the little girl was no longer in a hurry. Instead, she squeezed in to watch the excitement.

Once inside, I discovered that two groups were fighting over a child. Both sides claimed to be the child's parents, and each had their own version of events, arguing heatedly and refusing to back down.

Just as the two sides were about to fight, someone shouted that the constables from the yamen had arrived.

Then, for some unknown reason, with a loud 'boom,' the crowd of onlookers scattered in all directions, leaving Ming Daohong caught in the throng, unable to move forward or backward.

Just as she was about to shout, two hands grabbed her arms from behind, and then a handkerchief was stuffed into her mouth.

Before she could even struggle, she was struck on the neck with a karate chop and knocked unconscious. Just before losing consciousness, she heard the man mutter, "Didn't expect this little chick to be so strong!"

When Ming Daohong woke up again, her eyes were covered, her hands and feet were tied, and a handkerchief was always stuffed in her mouth except when she was eating.

Except when she takes off her handkerchief while eating, no one pays any attention to her except for her cursing.

Besides knowing that he was in a carriage, Ming Daohong had no idea where the carriage was going or who else was in it.

And so, in fear and confusion, the little girl spent countless days in a state of constant anxiety.

That day, the carriage suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of the door opening, and then she was lifted off the carriage by two men.

Upon arriving here, the black cloth covering her eyes was finally removed, and after her eyes adjusted to the light, Ming Daohong realized that she was in a woodshed.

There were more than a dozen other young women, like herself, whose hands and feet were bound. These women were from poor families, dressed in tattered clothes, patched and mended, and all of them were thin and sallow.

Before she could figure out how to escape, the door to the woodshed was pushed open from the outside, and then an old woman dressed in fine silk and satin, with a sharp and mean face, walked in, clutching a handkerchief.

Behind the old woman were two men dressed in tight-fitting clothes, with fierce faces, who were clearly not good people.

The old woman looked at the group of young women who had been kidnapped with the same disdainful eyes she would use to select merchandise, and said with a look of disgust, "I'm not saying this to be mean, but Ninth Brother, the quality of your stuff is getting worse and worse. Look at what kind of goods these are."

The old woman paused for a moment in front of Ming Daohong, then shook her head in disgust and said, "This one, who is at least somewhat good-looking, is not a good person at all. Look at this figure, it's as flat as a board, tsk tsk... even old men wouldn't like it."

The man called Lao Jiu didn't seem to care and said impatiently, "Sister Feng, please bear with me. This batch of goods was just something I picked up on the side. Just give me a little something so I can give my brothers an explanation."

After some final haggling, the old woman called Sister Feng bought their batch of goods for ten taels of silver.

Next, Ming Daohong and the others began to experience the daily routine of "going hungry for three days and having only one meal of swill".

When they were so hungry they were dizzy and on the verge of starvation, the old woman called Sister Feng brought a basket of cornbread with her people.

"If you want some, sign this indenture and you can take two steamed buns with you," Sister Feng said disdainfully to the dozen or so people who were starving to death.

Just as she had predicted, these people were starving to death. When they saw food, they couldn't think of anything else, and their eyes turned red.

Finally, after everyone had pressed their fingerprints on the indenture, each person was given two steamed buns to eat.

After they finished eating, they were herded like livestock to take a bath and change into coarse clothes. In the days that followed, Ming Daohong learned that she had been sold into a brothel.

Unfortunately, she was powerless at this moment, and although she had some martial arts skills, they were completely useless.

Fortunately, most of these women were poor peasant girls who had been abducted. They knew nothing but how to work, and they had to be trained from scratch to become maids.

Because of her unremarkable appearance and mediocre figure, Ming Daohong was also trained as a maid, which is how she escaped this fate.

Later, Ming Daohong encountered the little girl who had been fought over in the market town again, and only then did she learn that she had been trafficked and that those people and the people here were in cahoots.

Because of her young age, her relatively well-off family background, and her literacy, the little girl was eventually assigned to be the top courtesan here as a maid.

After their conversation that evening, Ming Daohong learned that she had been sold to the Cuihonglou brothel in Henan.

Thinking about the hardships she had endured along the way, Ming Daohong had also grown up. She ate simple meals, as well as the leftovers that the little girl would occasionally bring back; she worked during the day and practiced her martial arts at night.

Fortunately, she originally possessed a body with all meridians connected, and with the true essence of Yi Yuchen still not completely dissipated within her meridians, she finally mastered the mental cultivation method and the Nine Yin Divine Claw after a month.

Even so, thanks to the Nine Yin Manual, the young girl could barely be considered a second-rate master in the martial arts world. This time, she didn't act rashly; instead, she secretly observed the martial arts skills of the fighters at Cuihong Tower during the day.

He spent the night reviewing the situation, considering how he would have handled it. It wasn't until more than ten days later, when Ming Daohong was certain he was in control, that he suddenly struck, instantly killing five thugs.

Then, before anyone else could react, they would launch a surprise attack and scatter lime to gain the upper hand.

As a result, she slaughtered all seventeen or eighteen thugs at Cuihonglou, and then, to Madam Feng's horror, she snapped her neck.

Afterwards, Ming Daohong burned everyone's indentures, took the gold and silver, and embarked on a journey to find his family with the little girl.

………………

P.S.: If you can, please click to urge for more updates and generate electricity.

This story about the young Zhang Sanfeng is too tedious to write; I plan to finish it in two or three days.

Chapter 230 Reactions from all parties

Time passed, and on this day, the letter of inquiry from Mingjian Villa, representing the martial arts world of Jiangnan, finally arrived at Shaolin.

Shaolin Temple.

Abbot Liaohui closed his eyes and silently recited scriptures, but the constant movement of the prayer beads in his hand revealed the great turmoil in his mind.

After everyone else had read it, Liao Fan, whose temper had become increasingly volatile over the years, angrily said, "This is the trouble that Mingjian Villa stirred up. What's with the questioning? I think they just want to make a name for themselves by stepping on our faces."