Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

At noon today, Qiao Feng, accompanied by A'Zhu and A'Bi, paid a visit.

"We have guests today. Go and prepare food for five people, and go down the mountain to greet them at noon," Su Yuchen said calmly.

Li Ziqiong, who had been lost in thought, paused upon hearing this, then responded. Watching Su Yuchen carrying a basket into the mountains, she shook her head, feeling increasingly that her master was mysterious.

“Father has already investigated, and there is absolutely no such person as divine or immortal in Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi. But Master really can foresee the future.” Li Ziqiong pondered to herself, but when she thought of Su Yuchen’s increasingly cold eyes, she lost all interest.

………………

Noon.

Looking at the five sets of bowls and chopsticks laid out, A'Zhu and A'Bi, who had come up the mountain with Qiao Feng, had even stranger expressions. The two secretly exchanged a glance, revealing that they knew it was true.

[You sent Li Ziqiong down the mountain to greet them and set out five sets of bowls and chopsticks. A'Zhu believed that you were not the indifferent person you appeared to be. She felt that you secretly controlled a huge force, and that you knew about their arrival at West Lake as soon as they entered.]

Although he noticed the narration, Su Yuchen didn't pay them any attention. He simply gestured for Qiao Feng to sit down: "Brother Qiao, have you resolved the Beggar Clan matter?"

“Brother Su, you…” Qiao Feng and Su Yuchen’s eyes met, and he couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine from Su’s gentle and refined eyes, as if he had returned to the dead of winter.

As your cultivation progresses, your unintentional thoughts and emotions will influence those around you. Qiao Feng, with his extraordinary physique and spiritual awareness, noticed your difference.

Su Yuchen was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but admire Qiao Feng's keen senses. He smiled slightly, and it was as if a spring breeze had swept through the small courtyard, touching people's hearts and minds. The three women couldn't help but show a happy smile...

"Brother Qiao is indeed extraordinary. My cultivation has improved again, and you noticed even the slightest abnormality!"

P.S.: I'm back!

Before you even leave, others know your route better than you do, and all they see is peace and prosperity.

Chapter 327 The Views of Noble Families

Looking at the three women who were completely unaware, Qiao Feng couldn't help but sigh, "Brother Su's martial arts are unfathomable. I admire him more and more."

Su Yuchen couldn't help but smile. In terms of martial arts, Qiao Feng could be considered the darling of this world. Now that he had entered the fray, as long as he didn't die, his achievements would surely be even greater: "Brother Qiao, there's no need to belittle yourself. I'm just taking the first step."

Qiao Feng shook his head and didn't say anything more. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "I will be leaving seclusion soon and will then go to Shaolin. I will need your help then, Brother Su."

“The stone tablet outside the pass should still be there. Brother Qiao, it shouldn’t be difficult to find it with a little effort. But are you confident about the trip to Shaolin?” Su Yuchen asked.

Qiao Feng shook his head: "The secret letter left by Chief Wang has already been given to me by Chief Ma. This time when I go to Shaolin, I will go directly to see Xuan Ci and then bring my father with me."

"Oh? Brother Qiao, you don't plan to ask the Beggars' Sect to intervene?" Su Yuchen asked, puzzled. "Brother Qiao should know the nature of Shaolin. If you go alone, I'm afraid Shaolin might not be willing to admit it."

Qiao Feng's expression darkened, and he immediately looked up and said, "Shaolin is the pinnacle of the martial arts world. If Xuanci's affair is exposed, it will be detrimental to resisting the Liao... Liao army. This is not something I, Qiao, wish to see. This is a personal matter for me, and I should resolve it myself."

He pointed to the two women beside him and said...

"These two are Miss Azhu and Miss Abi. I went to Yanziwu to verify before I came here. Murong Bo did indeed fake his death and escape."

"They have already sent a message to Murong Fu to go to Shaolin. At that time, the three families will confront each other and settle the grudges from back then."

Su Yuchen smiled dismissively, offering no opinion, but simply said...

"Brother Qiao is very righteous, but unfortunately there are so many people in this world who pursue fame and fortune. Not to mention Shaolin, even other martial arts practitioners, once they know about your background, will probably want to kill you."

"Heh... these people..."

"Chaotian Temple is always open to Brother Qiao, and you are welcome to come at any time."

Qiao Feng shook his head: "Brother Qiao, you should only act with a clear conscience."

Su Yuchen nodded and transmitted his voice, "Brother Qiao has gone to Shaoshi Mountain. Why don't you go and visit Qiao Sanhuai and his wife first? Your father's actions have become extreme because of what happened back then, and with the added torment of his hidden injuries, I'm afraid his mind has become somewhat unstable."

Qiao Feng's expression changed: "Could it be..."

Su Yuchen nodded: "I'm afraid that's indeed the case. I have another guess in my mind, and I'm afraid that old monk from Shaolin Temple would be happy to see this. Without the butcher's knife, how can one become a Buddha on the spot?"

Qiao Feng's expression was grim. He subconsciously used his hands to break the stone table in half, and then instinctively squeezed it, crushing the stone into powder.

"Uncle Qiao, you..." Behind Qiao Feng, A'Zhu showed a hint of worry, then glared at Su Yuchen, wondering what this pretentious Taoist priest had said.

Qiao Feng held his breath in his chest for a long time before finally exhaling and cupping his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you for reminding me, Brother Su. I will set off for Shaolin shortly and will certainly not let this tragedy happen."

"It's good that you know what's going on, Brother Qiao." Su Yuchen pointed behind him. "I think this girl and you are destined to be together forever, so don't miss this opportunity."

"Pah..." A'Zhu blushed, then spat out, "What nonsense are you talking about, you Taoist priest?"

"This concerns your reputation, Brother Su, please don't joke around," Qiao Feng said, but he didn't see A'Zhu's eyes darken behind him.

Su Yuchen smiled and didn't bother to point it out. The future was already unrecognizable, and the promise of "cattle and sheep on the frontier" would never come true. As for the outcome, it was none of his business.

………………

In the afternoon, Abi was to return to Yanziwu to wait for Murong Fu to return, while Azhu volunteered to accompany Qiao Feng to the border region.

Watching the group depart, Li Ziqiong, standing beside Su Yuchen, turned her gaze and asked, "Does Master value this Chief Qiao highly?"

"The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people. His heart is pure, and if he can focus on martial arts, his achievements will be limitless," Su Yuchen exclaimed.

Then he pointed to the rock wall beside the mountain path and said, "I will be traveling far away soon. If this Chief Qiao brings people here, have him carve a stone inscription on this rock wall. As for what to carve, let him decide. We'll see when I get back."

Li Ziqiong frowned and asked, "Judging from Master's words, that person doesn't seem to be a sculptor. Is there any explanation for this?"

"You're very perceptive," Su Yuchen praised. "That person has a special identity. I had him come up the mountain to carve stone carvings, which is kind of like imprisonment. He has developed an inner demon, and if we can't get rid of it, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble."

At this point, Su Yuchen waved for her to follow. After walking to the main hall, Su Yuchen spread out a sheet of Xuan paper, concentrated for a moment, drew a vertical line on the paper, folded it up, and handed it to her: "If that person is not convinced, show this to him."

Michelle Reis asked, puzzled, "What's the use of this?"

“Perfect, I haven’t taught you anything yet, you can open it and take a look,” Su Yuchen gestured.

Li Ziqiong unfolded the origami, and in the instant she looked down, she felt a massive, invisible sword shadow stretch across the sky and earth. The moment she looked over, the sword light slashed down upon her, slow yet incredibly fast, leaving her no chance to dodge. She could only watch helplessly as the sword light struck her. Then everything went black, and when she regained consciousness, she saw the sword light slash down again.

Su Yuchen glanced at the figure standing there dumbfounded, smiled, and turned to leave.

A few days after Qiao Feng and his party left, an eagle cried out in the sky, and Li Ziqiong received a letter...

"Qiao Feng revealed his true identity and stepped down as the leader of the Beggars' Clan. The former deputy leader, Ma Dayuan, took over as the leader."

"The Beggars' Sect is in turmoil. Shan Zheng testifies that Quan Guanqing, an eight-bag disciple, colluded with Kang Min to assassinate the new sect leader, Ma Dayuan. Kang Min died from Quan Guanqing's unique martial art, the 'Copper Hammer Hand,' and Quan Guanqing was then killed by the Enforcement Elder, Bai Shijing."

"Shan Zheng claimed that he was old and frail and would no longer concern himself with the affairs of the Beggars' Sect, so Ma Dayuan completely took control of the Beggars' Sect."

"The You family in Hebei convened a gathering of martial arts figures to denounce Qiao Feng. Ma Dayuan, in his capacity as the leader of the Beggars' Clan, sent letters to various sects and factions, explaining the complex situation within the Beggars' Clan and accusing the You family of intending to disrupt the martial arts world."

……

Hearing Li Ziqiong's account, Su Yuchen was not surprised. He asked curiously, "Do the aristocratic families in Suzhou, Hangzhou, and Huainan all know about Qiao Feng's background?"

Michelle Reis nodded and said...

"Each faction has planted confidants within the martial arts world, eager to obtain firsthand information. Qiao Feng has never concealed the mark on his body. The wolf head on his chest has long been placed on the desks of various factions."

"Every family with the ability knows what happened outside the Great Wall back then. However, since this matter concerns Shaolin, firstly, Buddhism is very powerful in the Central Plains, and Buddhist sects in various places are deeply entrenched and secretly allied with various forces. Unless all families join forces against a common enemy, this matter is not of great importance. If there is no need, in small-scale conflicts, Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect will still be at the forefront of resisting the Liao army, so no one cares about it."

Su Yuchen shook his head: "Aren't you aristocratic families afraid of going too far?"

Li Ziqiong smiled and said, "In the end, they are just some gangs in the martial arts world. When it comes to a real war, we still have to rely on the regular army of the imperial court. It's impossible to say that we don't care, but we don't care too much either. Everyone's attention is still on the imperial court."

Su Yuchen smiled dismissively but said nothing. Li Ziqiong's gaze shifted, and she couldn't help but think to herself, "Could this cheap master really be able to fight against an army of ten thousand men all by himself?"

A few days later, Su Yuchen decided to set off for Tianshan.

Chapter 328 Outside Hangzhou City

Tea stalls by the roadside outside Hangzhou city.

Su Yuchen glanced at the three old monks at the tea stall and smiled slightly, then dismissed them with disdain. He looked at the sickly-looking old monk among them and asked, "Are you a monk from Lingyin Temple?"

Before the old monk could answer, a lotus-like shadow flickered in his eyes, and a sliver of golden light appeared and disappeared as he looked at the two monks beside him: "Using the Yi Jin Jing as a guide, you're from Shaolin Temple? Hmm? This is Indian yoga and the three channels and seven chakras? You're from Tibetan Tantric Buddhism?"

"The wisdom of Lingyin Temple".

"Shaolin Spirit Stone".

“Esoteric Buddhist Vinaya”.

Su Yuchen shook his head: "The Buddhist sect is truly powerful. I just left the city today, and you already knew. Were you the ones spying on me by West Lake that day?"

“With such a master as the Daoist Master emerging from the West Lake, how could I not care?” Zhihui said, bowing his head. “The Daoist Master’s sword intent is astonishing, and his killing intent is too heavy. For the sake of the common people, I had no choice but to ask my two senior brothers to take action.”

Su Yuchen glanced disdainfully at Zhihui, whose face was contorted with malice, and said, "After the lesson I learned from that casual sword strike last time, I didn't expect you to still have the guts to show up. Do you think the three of you working together are confident you can kill me?"

“Amitabha! Heaven cherishes life. The Buddhist path is vast, saving all sentient beings. We three old monks only wish to invite you to stay at our temple for a few days,” Zhihui said, pressing his palms together.

Su Yuchen didn't look at him, but instead looked at the old monk in gray robes beside him: "You are from the Ling generation of Shaolin. Judging from your harmonious and unimpeded Buddhist aura, you are the one hiding in the Sutra Pavilion?"

“Amitabha! Does the benefactor know this old monk?” Ling Shi asked, pressing his palms together.

Su Yuchen shook his head, then nodded: "I had some doubts about your identity before, but now it seems that you are undoubtedly a successor of the Zen sect."

“However, you three pieces of trash dare to be so arrogant in front of me.” Su Yuchen raised a finger and said, “I don’t want to waste words, I’ll only give you one chance.”

The three monks looked at each other, then clasped their hands in a salute. In an instant, they appeared three zhang away from Su Yuchen, surrounding him in the middle.

Before the three could speak, Su Yuchen flicked his sleeve, and a burst of energy spread outwards. The three men focused their eyes and simultaneously channeled their energy, creating three protective shields that formed an impenetrable wall.

With a "whoosh," the three monks swayed, their feet sinking an inch beneath them. Among them, Zhihui groaned and took another step back, his combined attack crumbling without a fight.

"I've already made my move, now it's your turn. I won't hold back anymore," Su Yuchen said, looking at the three of them.

The three monks, who had initially thought Su Yuchen was being arrogant, now looked solemn. They knew that the Taoist priest in front of them, who appeared to be a young man, was not lying. He had just broken their combined attack with a casual strike. His next attack would be earth-shattering. If the three of them were not careful, they would be seriously injured if not killed.

The three were of one mind and acted instantly. The wisdom behind Su Yuchen took a step and, without any trace of human emotion, thrust his finger towards his back. The sword energy was like crystal, as if it carried all the wisdom and beauty of the world.

At the same time, Ling Shi slapped his palm with golden light, his force like a mountain collapsing. He took a step forward and slapped Su Yuchen's head. It was a combination of five Shaolin techniques: Crossing the River on a Reed, Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves Kick, Vajra Palm, Mount Sumeru Palm, and One Strike and Two Scatter Palm.

Lu Zhen formed hand seals, then punched Su Yuchen's dantian with his right fist. A layer of transparent light appeared on the fist seal, and the energy leaped like flames. It was the Great Brightness Seal of Tantric Buddhism.

The three attacked simultaneously, their moves simple and ancient, having reached a level of simplification and perfect harmony of mind, energy, and technique. Their strikes were of equal importance, all hitting Su Yuchen's vital points at the same time. With a 'thud,' the three struck Su Yuchen's vitals simultaneously, and the next second his expression changed, feeling as if he had struck a withered tree.

Before the three could change their moves, a surge of energy flowed into Su Yuchen's meridians. None of the expected changes occurred; it was as if the energy had vanished into thin air, never to return. The three exchanged bewildered glances and were about to retreat when their expressions changed drastically. Their fists and palms seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move. Su Yuchen smiled slightly, and a completely different kind of energy attacked the three of them.

"The Wisdom Glazed Sword!"

"Shaolin's ultimate skill!"

"The Seal of Light in Esoteric Buddhism!"

"Use his way and give back to him!"

The three gasped in surprise, feeling the ever-changing energy within Su Yuchen's body, its strength, softness, lightness, heaviness, speed, and slowness all seemingly unpredictable. At first, they didn't realize it, but after a moment's thought, they discovered that it was the energy of the other two rushing towards them. The faster their true energy surged, the more intense the attack became, and they dared not let go.

At this moment, Mi Zong Lu Zhen and Ling Yin Si Zhi Hui were well aware that the Taoist had used some kind of martial arts to deflect the three people's energy and turn it against them. The more fiercely the three of them fought, the more ferocious their true energy became, and they dared not stop. If they stopped, the true energy of the other two would inevitably flood their meridians, and they would only face certain death.

“Amitabha! Benefactor, this is ‘Shifting Stars,’ but I wonder who you are in the Murong family?” Shaolin Ling Shi asked while circulating his inner energy, and at the same time signaled the other two to slow down their inner energy.

Before the three could slow down their internal energy, Su Yuchen stirred his energy, sending a surge of energy upwards along their meridians, following the path of their internal energy circulation, and then in turn causing their internal energy to change.

For a moment, the three men lost control of their true energy, feeling their true energy being stirred up like waves by the other side, changing rapidly, and attacking the other two.

Su Yuchen silently observed the changes in the flow of true qi among the three people. His true qi, like silkworm silk, penetrated deep into their meridians and acupoints, allowing him to comprehend the changes one by one, and even spurred the true qi of the three people to generate new changes.

As Su Yuchen urged them on, the three of them groaned, felt a sweet taste in their throats, and as their true energy spiraled out of control, their meridians trembled and their internal organs were severely injured.

"Your Shaolin skills are decent, but they lack originality. Besides, this isn't the Murong family's 'Shifting Stars'." Su Yuchen glanced at the spirit stone, and with a flick of his qi, the true qi within the spirit stone stopped, and the next second, two streams of true qi surged in simultaneously.

Ling Shi's vision went black as his true energy violently clashed within his meridians. Instantly, his internal organs felt as if they were being torn apart. A surge of energy sent him flying, his back slamming against a tree trunk by the roadside. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and remained motionless.

At this point, Su Yuchen still hadn't made a single move; he had merely shifted the three people's internal energy, which had already left one person severely injured and on the verge of death.

At this moment, one of them left, and the remaining two could only feel the opponent's true energy attacking them continuously. They wanted to let go but couldn't move at all. Su Yuchen looked at Lü Zhen: "The Esoteric Brightness Seal is not bad. What is the name of your cultivation method?"

Lu Zhen focused all her efforts on dealing with the true energy impacting her meridians, but remained silent. Su Yuchen didn't mind, glanced at Zhihui's pale face, and said, "If you don't speak, continuing like this will only lead to his death."

Upon hearing this, Lü Zhen's expression darkened. Distracted, his true energy stagnated, while sword energy surged into his meridians. He groaned and said, "The Great Sun Tathagata Divine Transformation Scripture."

Su Yuchen nodded and looked at Zhihui: "Your sword energy is quite commendable. It can overcome all calamities and release all wisdom. This is the true meaning of the Buddhist Wisdom Sword. What is it called?"

He then looked at Zhihui, shook his head, and twisted and released his inner energy. The two people's inner energy rushed towards each other's meridians like springs. With a 'buzz' in their ears, they were sent flying to the sides at the same time, as if by a loud bell or drum: "I forgot that you were the most seriously injured. Can you tell me now?"

“Manjushri… Wisdom Sword… Sutra!” the wise old monk said haltingly.

Su Yuchen nodded and praised, "The Buddhist path is vast and indeed has its merits. You two have taught me a great deal. You may escape the death penalty, but you cannot escape punishment. You three should take care of yourselves."

After saying that, Su Yuchen ignored the three unconscious people and disappeared in a flash.

Chapter 329 Arrival at Tianshan

[You comprehend the Wisdom Sword Sutra of Lingyin Temple]

[You have comprehended the Great Illumination Seal and the Miraculous Transformation Sutra of Vairocana Buddha in Esoteric Buddhism]