Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

When the clouds drifted down to the foot of the mountain, the withered yellow grass behind them formed a crooked, irregular path, and from time to time, a human bone was exposed under the withered yellow grass, burying countless people.

Ignoring all that, Yun Feiyang headed up the mountain. To avoid trouble and the Gu worms crawling in the crevices of the rocks, Yun Feiyang stomped his right foot, and overflowing sword energy appeared, sweeping across the three-foot radius around him.

Wherever the clouds flew, they left behind only pools of red and green animal carcasses and blood.

"What on earth happened here? Wasn't this supposed to be a place for studying martial arts? How did it become a paradise for Gu worms?" Upon reaching the mountaintop, Yun Feiyang couldn't help but shake his head, as the number of Gu worms he encountered along the way far exceeded his expectations.

Looking at the cave in front of him, Yun Feiyang stepped inside. The cave was extremely dry and well-ventilated. The stone walls of the cave were covered with exotic flowers and plants, which looked like they had been planted by humans, but were growing wildly without anyone taking care of them.

He looked through the herbs along the way and found that many of them were exactly the medicinal herbs Yun Feiyang needed, and their age was beyond his imagination. However, now was not the time to worry about these things; after all, the herbs wouldn't run away from here.

Upon reaching the depths of the cave, one is greeted by a massive stone wall, polished to an exceptionally smooth finish by human hands. The wall is covered with inscriptions and drawings, depicting tiny figures in various poses. Upon closer inspection, one can discern the fine lines on the figures' bodies.

You have discovered the original version of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, which contains the creator's ideas.

You can deduce some of the content of the Heavenly Demon Art from it.

Many years ago, the Demonic Sect of this realm retreated to the Southern Frontier. Later, a Miao High Priest married the Demonic Sect's Demon Lord. The two combined Southern Frontier Gu techniques, Demonic Sect internal energy cultivation, and Indian Buddhist secret methods to create the "Heavenly Demon Silkworm."

The Demon Lord of the Demonic Sect failed in his cultivation of this technique and passed away. The technique was gradually lost. Later, a disciple of the Profound Sect traveled to the Southern Frontier and brought it back from the Gu Cave in Miao territory.

After several generations of revisions and experiments by Chongzhen, the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill was finally perfected.

At this moment, Yun Feiyang's mind was already immersed in the text on the stone wall, and he suddenly understood the ideas of many of the creators.

And so, Yun Feiyang stood motionless in front of the stone wall until the sunlight outside faded and the cave gradually fell into darkness, at which point Yun Feiyang suddenly came to his senses.

"Very well, it seems I need to stay for a few days. The use of qi and blood in the demonic internal energy is indeed more advanced than that of the Buddhist school."

Thinking of this, Yun Feiyang turned and left the cave. When he returned a short while later, he was carrying a bundle of dry firewood. Just as he returned to the cave, he paused, then smiled and looked at the white bones beneath the stone wall.

Two skeletons were found. One was sitting cross-legged, its black brocade robe weathered beyond recognition; it should be the former leader of the Demonic Sect. The other was leaning against the stone wall, surrounded by scattered gold, silver, and jade ornaments, some of which had turned black; it was clearly a woman, and should be the Miao High Priest.

Yun Feiyang stared motionlessly into the High Priest's empty eye sockets. After a long while, a golden dot suddenly leaped out of the eye sockets, moving with lightning speed, and instantly arrived in front of Yun Feiyang. Yun Feiyang waved his right hand, and a thread carrying sword energy transformed into a powerful divine weapon, slashing at the golden dot with a clang.

The golden object let out a screech and was blasted away, crashing into the stone wall behind it before bouncing a few times onto the high priest's skull.

Only then did they see the true form of the golden creature: a golden silkworm the size of a thumb, with a ferocious look in its jade-like eyes.

"Golden Silkworm Gu!" Good heavens, Yun Feiyang's eyes lit up. It was the first time he had ever seen the legendary Golden Silkworm Gu.

The next moment, the golden silkworm opened its mouth and spat out a silver thread with the power to pierce through gold and split rocks. It instantly reached Yun Feiyang's chest. Yun Feiyang flicked his finger, and a similar thread of true energy shot out. The two collided a foot in front of Yun Feiyang, and the silver thread flew back.

The Golden Silkworm Gu's first attack failed, so it twisted, and the silver threads rolled back up, sticking to the stone wall at one end. The Golden Silkworm Gu surged through the air and crashed into Yun Feiyang's chest again.

"Try my silk threads too." Before he finished speaking, Yun Feiyang unleashed his full power, and a bundle of silk threads shot out from his right hand, transforming into a tangible silk roll that coiled towards the Golden Silkworm Gu.

The Golden Silkworm Gu let out a hiss and tried to escape, but was immediately engulfed by endless silk threads, producing a sound like metal clashing.

Chapter 265 Martial Arts Mastery, New News from Chongzhen

As the metallic clanging within the silk scroll gradually subsided, Yun Feiyang withdrew his power, leaving only a few strands of true energy to wrap around the Golden Silkworm Gu and pull it before him.

At this moment, the golden silkworm gu, which was as pure as gold, was covered with dense, fine white marks, which were the wounds caused by the sword threads.

At this moment, the Golden Silkworm Gu looked listless, and its momentum had also weakened, but it did not suffer any serious injuries, only excessive consumption of energy. Its jade-like eyes revealed panic, with an occasional flash of hidden ferocity.

"Tsk tsk... As expected of a unique species naturally formed by heaven and earth, it can withstand the sword energy forming threads for so long; unfortunately, I need to practice my skills here, but you are untamed and wild. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time and effort to tame you, which is not worthwhile for me."

Once the decision was made, a sword intent capable of annihilating everything, tangible and intangible, rose from Yun Feiyang's body. The next moment, the sword energy erupted, and before the Golden Silkworm Gu could beg for mercy, the sword intent shattered the Golden Silkworm Gu's intelligence, instantly annihilating its entire soul. Having lost the control of its soul, the originally golden silkworm Gu showed signs of weakness, no longer able to resist the sword energy, and was instantly cut into tiny golden particles, which, along with the silk threads, landed in a corner of the cave.

After dealing with the Golden Silkworm Gu, all the Gu worms and poisonous creatures in this area are out of control. It's anyone's guess when they will be able to compete for the next Gu King through infighting.

Yun Feiyang shook his head, and a silk thread emerged from his right hand, inserting into the stone wall on the right. Under his control, the silk thread cut at will, and then with a pull, a stone barrel as tall as an elongated waist was pulled out.

As they emerged from the cave carrying the stone bucket, the sun had already set behind the mountains. The venomous creatures that roamed the mountains were no longer as peaceful as before. Countless Gu worms began to fight each other, while many more fled into the distance. The ground was covered with swarms of Gu creatures, which surged toward the ruins.

Yun Feiyang arrived at the lakeside, filled a bucket with water, returned to the cave, and began collecting herbs. He then took out his basket, having already checked the herbs here before. He knew that the herbs he brought would be even more potent.

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Night falls.

The wilderness was in chaos, with countless poisonous insects fighting, devouring, and multiplying.

Inside the cave, a bucket of dark red herbs, as red as blood, churned and bubbled continuously.

At the cave entrance, insect repellent combined with golden silkworm gu powder keeps all poisonous insects and ferocious beasts away.

With thousand-year-old ginseng as the main ingredient, combined with numerous century-old precious herbs, your medicinal bath will have a powerful effect, and you may achieve an indestructible body.

Yun Feiyang, who was sitting cross-legged, rose into the air, and his clothes automatically disappeared into the stone barrel.

The next moment, the medicinal liquid in the stone barrel churned even more violently, producing a continuous sound of bones rubbing together. The sound gradually grew louder, like copper beans colliding and rubbing against each other. As time passed, the metallic sound gradually became lower, and then the clear, crisp sound of gold and jade gradually rose higher. After a long time, as the sun rose and set, the sound gradually disappeared.

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Three months later, the stone barrel in the cave had long since disappeared, replaced by a huge silkworm cocoon. The silvery-white cocoon shimmered with light, and every now and then a ray of light would flash by, as if someone were breathing.

After a long time, the cocoon gradually thinned and slowly disappeared, revealing a golden figure. As the golden light dissipated, Yun Feiyang opened his eyes, his divine light flashing and disappearing in an instant. With just a thought, a silk thread shot out and rolled up the clothes.

With a thought, countless tiny hands made of silk threads automatically dressed him. After a brief trial, Yun Feiyang couldn't help but smile; the gains were truly immense.

At this moment, his body, from his meridians to his bone marrow, his internal organs, and his skin and flesh, was completely enveloped by a grid of true qi. He could move at will and shoot out thread-like true qi from any part of his body.

Not only that, at this time he not only achieved indestructibility, possessing immense strength, and being impervious to water and fire, but also became immune to all poisons due to absorbing a large amount of precious medicine cultivated from Gu worms.

As he achieved indestructible body and mastered body refinement, his dantian and dantian automatically transformed essence into qi, and true qi flowed continuously. This not only helped him complete the grid formation of true qi, but also caused true qi to circulate endlessly in his meridians, like the Yangtze River flowing indefinitely.

[You have achieved indestructible strength, perfected your true energy, and possessed true energy for four hundred years.]

You have undergone the transformation from a cocoon to a butterfly; your primordial spirit has cultivated itself through countless lifetimes, and your primordial spirit (yin spirit) has achieved enlightenment.

Yun Feiyang: ...

The internal cultivation method of the Great Dao Green Lotus Chapter is becoming increasingly complex, involving the changes in the body and the natural order of the universe. The accumulation required to cultivate this internal cultivation method is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and ordinary people simply cannot understand it.

Even if a person with exceptional talent understands it, the amount of true energy required to master it becomes as vast as the ocean. Without four or five hundred years of true energy, it is impossible to master this internal skill.

Fortunately, the fusion of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill provided a shortcut for later practitioners; otherwise, apart from Yun Feiyang, this internal skill would probably have remained untapped and regarded as a pipe dream.

The power of the Great Completion stage is unimaginable; Yun Feiyang couldn't think of anything in this world that could threaten him.

If one were to pass away here, it would be a piece of cake for this body to remain incorrupt for a thousand years. It's likely that, apart from the steelmaking furnaces of later generations, ordinary attacks would be completely ineffective against this body. Even if one does nothing, the spontaneous recoil force of the physical body alone would be enough to rupture the opponent's internal organs and kill them.

At this moment, his primordial spirit further matured, his divine sense circulated, and his thoughts flashed like lightning. In an instant, countless thoughts passed through his mind. When he looked at the scriptures on the stone wall again, he understood everything. The Heavenly Demon Scripture involved methods such as burning blood and qi, exploding true qi, mental attacks, and spiraling qi. There was nothing he couldn't do, only things he couldn't imagine.

At this point, the scripture was no longer of any use to Yun Feiyang. He didn't linger any longer; with a thought, he vanished, leaving only a lingering shadow that slowly dissipated.

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On this day, on the official road leading from Yunnan and Guizhou to Zhongnan Mountain, there was a roadside tea stall.

Travelers and merchants from all directions, as well as martial arts practitioners carrying swords, all stopped here to rest. As Yun Feiyang entered the teahouse, he raised an eyebrow and saw a familiar face—Guan Zhongliu, whom he had met once before.

"It seems to be the eldest disciple of the Emei Sect." Yun Feiyang thought for a moment and remembered the man's identity. However, he didn't pay much attention to it, as it seemed that the two would not have any interaction at the moment.

While they were drinking tea, several people from the martial arts world began to talk, vaguely mentioning words like Chongzhen, Xiaoyao Valley, revenge, and so on!

Before Yun Feiyang could ask, Guan Zhongliu stepped forward and inquired, "Greetings, heroes. May I ask what this Chongzhen Sect you just mentioned is all about?"

The group glanced at Guan Zhongliu, exchanged identities, and invited him to sit down. One of them then explained, "It is said that the Xiaoyao Valley, which has been missing for a long time, has reappeared..."

"That's right. I heard that the four protectors of Xiaoyao Valley killed the entire family of a court official. Unfortunately, one of them escaped and fled to the territory of Chongzhen Sect, where he was rescued by Qingsong Zhenren."

"Isn't that Fu Yushu, the one whose entire family was wiped out by Xiaoyao Valley, with no one surviving, and who wants to avenge his family?"

"That's him. I heard he was really powerful this time. He and the disciples of Chongzhen Sect stormed the Xiaoyao Valley stronghold, and two of the four guardians died at his hands."

"Alas! It's pitiful, but at least they've avenged the massacre of their entire family."

"It's still the benevolent and righteous leader of the Green Pine Sect who taught him martial arts and helped him avenge himself."

"That's right, according to you..."

Chapter 266 The Battle with Yan Chongtian

Seeing that the conversation was getting more and more off-topic, Yun Feiyang looked a little surprised. It seemed that Fu Yushu was doing better and better in Chongzhen, and had even killed the four guardians of Xiaoyao Valley.

Yan Chongtian suspected Fu Yushu's identity, so he secretly investigated the whereabouts of Xiaoyao Valley and tricked Fu Yushu into leading a raid on Xiaoyao Valley's stronghold.

To conceal his identity, Fu Yushu was forced to ruthlessly eliminate the remaining forces of Xiaoyao Valley in order to prove himself.

The remaining forces of Xiaoyao Valley were wiped out, Fu Tianwei died, and Fu Yushu begged Qingsong to take him as a disciple, but Yan Chongtian refused. Chisong and Cangsong secretly supported him.

"This really is... the mind of a ruthless and cunning man! Ruthless and vicious!" Yun Feiyang couldn't help but shake his head.

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He followed the path towards the back of Wufeng Mountain. Although the Chongzhen disciples patrolling the mountain were somewhat surprised by his appearance, they did not stop him.

Upon arriving at the small courtyard on the back mountain, Yun Feiyang went inside and couldn't help but smile. The wooden house was clean and tidy inside and out, obviously someone came to clean it regularly; there were still pigs in the pigsty, but he didn't know if Yan Chongtian was feeding them.

After making his way around, Yun Feiyang didn't stop and headed towards Yan Chongtian's residence.

Upon arriving at the courtyard gate, they saw Lun Wan'er practicing swordsmanship under Yan Chongtian's guidance. Seeing the sudden appearance of the figure, Lun Wan'er's face lit up with joy. The next moment, Yan Chongtian twisted his wrist, and the sword in Lun Wan'er's hand was already in his hand. He then leaped and thrust it towards Yun Feiyang.

Yan Chongtian soared into the sky, flying like willow catkins in the air. His movements were ever-changing, seemingly slow but actually fast, ethereal and unpredictable, flexible and unpredictable. Compared to Qingsong Feiyunzong, it was simply a world apart.

"Grandmaster Uncle!" Lun Wan'er exclaimed, surprised both by Yan Chongtian's sudden recovery of martial arts and by his sudden attack on Yun Feiyang.

The next moment, Yan Chongtian's sword tip was already in front of Yun Feiyang. Suddenly, a finger appeared in front of the sword tip, as if it had always been there. Before Yan Chongtian could change his move, Yun Feiyang flicked his finger, and a "clang" sound rang out from afar.

Yan Chongtian's hand went numb as he felt a powerful force strike him, causing his fingers to tremble and his grip on the sword to falter. He showed a hint of surprise, then loosened his right hand, turned his body, and slammed his left palm down in mid-air. He then slowed down and gripped the hilt of the sword again with his right hand.

"Good lad, it really is you. Take another palm strike from me." As he spoke, his palm struck with the force of thunder, like rolling spring thunder, shaking people's souls. The palm force was concentrated and did not disperse, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

Yun Feiyang flicked his wrist and pointed his finger at Yan Chongtian's Laogong, Shenmen, and Quchi acupoints. Despite having no true qi, the force of his finger was comparable to a siege crossbow.

Yan Chongtian's eyes narrowed, not daring to take the attack head-on. He immediately spun around like a willow catkin, circling Yun Feiyang and moving as fast as the wind. Willow catkins fluttered in the wind. He brandished his long sword, its sword energy complementing yin and yang: when fierce, it was like thunder and lightning, swift and powerful, yet its true energy was layered and stacked, like a long river with surging waves; when gentle, it was like a babbling brook, extremely tender and graceful, yet containing a monstrous wave that could engulf the world if one was not careful.

Faced with Yan Chongtian's Yin-Yang Sword Technique, even Yun Feiyang couldn't help but applaud. He didn't move his feet, but his fingers either pointed or flicked, and his hands moved like a pipa, with a continuous "ding-ding-dang" sound like rain hitting banana leaves echoing throughout the courtyard.

Faced with Yan Chongtian's swift and elusive movements, his agile footwork, and his fierce moves; and faced with Yun Feiyang's unwavering composure and effortless grace, as if he were a celestial being descended to earth; Lun Wan'er was completely dazzled, feeling that everything was too surreal.

Seeing that he could not break through after a long attack, Yan Chongtian swung his long sword down in the air. With a whooshing sound, it was comparable to a mountain-splitting broadsword descending from the sky. He was using the sword to perform saber techniques. His saber techniques were wide and powerful, and while they were fierce and swift, they also contained a bit of sticky and hooking force.

If an ordinary person were to take on this for the first time, they would inevitably be overwhelmed by the subtle and yin-like power hidden within the sword technique. Yun Feiyang smiled, spread his right hand, and swung his palm like a knife, as if the sun were traversing the sky, with the world contained in his palm.

Yan Chongtian had only used two moves of his Mountain-Splitting Saber Technique when he was already frustrated to find that all his follow-up moves were already covered by a single slash, and all his variations were completely countered. It was as if a giant spirit god who could ravage the earth had encountered the sun that shines on the whole world, and all his variations had nowhere to hide.

Even so, he changed his moves again, his longsword flicking out like a spear, the spear flying like a dragon, soaring up and down, aiming for Yun Feiyang's throat, it was the Chongzhen Throat-Locking Spear.

Yun Feiyang spread his palms and blocked the spear, pointing his fingers like a sword. He unleashed a set of Chongzhen School's beginner sword techniques, as gentle and fluid as water, like water locking a dragon.

No matter how Yan Chongtian changed the way he wielded his spear, he could never escape Yun Feiyang's soft and gentle finger sword technique, which made him even more discouraged.

With no moves left to use, Yan Chongtian flashed away from the battlefield and arrived at Lun Wan'er's side, long sword in hand, exuding the air of a grandmaster of Taoism.

Yun Feiyang exclaimed, "I always thought Chongzhen martial arts were nothing special, but now, in the hands of my senior uncle, they have acquired some of the grandeur of a Taoist master."

Yan Chongtian rolled his eyes, feeling that this brat was subtly criticizing him. He was a Grandmaster, yet he was still like a child in this brat's hands. So what was this brat? A reincarnated celestial being?

Lun Wan'er was dumbfounded, feeling that the world was changing like a game of chess.

The eldest master, whose martial arts skills were usually inconsistent, suddenly displayed the skills of a master; the childhood friend who was thought to be unskilled in martial arts and had always wanted to join Chongzhen's sect suddenly became a great master, and the eldest master, whose martial arts skills even made the sect leader feel ashamed, was defeated by him.

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"You brat, I should have realized it was you. You were the one who sent me the news about Fu Yushu, weren't you?" In the courtyard, Lun Wan'er was still in a daze, while Yan Chongtian and Yun Feiyang sat to the side chatting and laughing.

Yun Feiyang nodded and smiled, "I just don't want the Chongzhen Sect to be caught off guard and made a mess of by a few rats hiding in the gutter."

Yan Chongtian sighed and said, "If it weren't for you helping this old Taoist regain his martial arts, I'm afraid Chongzhen would have really capsized in the ditch."

Because of your appearance, Yan Chongtian recovered his martial arts skills ahead of schedule. After a secret investigation, he had already discovered Fu Yushu's identity, but Qingsong was too stubborn, leaving him helpless.

Yun Feiyang could not deny that if he hadn't intervened several times, according to the narrator, the Chongzhen Sect would have surely capsized. Even so, Fu Yushu had still managed to become a disciple of the Chongzhen Sect, and even belonged to the sect leader's lineage.

However, Yun Feiyang was not worried. Now that Yan Chongtian had fully recovered his martial arts, at worst he would just depose Qingsong from his position as sect leader. Besides, it wouldn't come to that. Compared to Fu Yushu, whom Qingsong had doubts about, Baishi, whom he had raised since childhood, was more reassuring.

As long as Bai Shi doesn't get into trouble and secures his position as the senior disciple of this generation, Fu Yushu will be helpless. Moreover, he has personally wiped out the remnants of Xiaoyao Valley, leaving him with no one else to rely on.

"Huh? Fu Yushu is really a spy?" Lun Wan'er said belatedly.

Yan Chongtian curled his lip in disdain and said...

"At first, I didn't believe it either, but the more I look at them, the more Fu Yushu and Fu Tianwei look alike. I wouldn't believe they aren't grandfather and grandson."

"However, with a little trick up my sleeve, hehe, now that the four guardians of Xiaoyao Valley are dead, and the others are either dead or have fled, and Fu Tianwei has died of old age in the forbidden area, he's just a small shrimp. I want to see what waves he can make?"

"Hmph! If he can keep up the act for the rest of his life, I'll admire him. If he can't, then he can just wait to spend the rest of his life in this forbidden area."