Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Upon hearing the last sentence, Xu Fu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately started spinning around, his mind racing with a flurry of thoughts.

Su Yuchen shook his head. He really was incorrigible. Without the mindset of a strong person, even with all his skills, he would only have half the power. No wonder he was beaten into such a sorry state by Wu Wudi.

Without further hesitation, Su Yuchen moved his primordial spirit, reached out and grabbed, and the martial primordial spirit in Xu Fu's body was pulled out bit by bit.

Looking at the terrified Xu Fu's primordial spirit, Su Yuchen shook his head. The black and white innate yin and yang divine light in his hand flowed and transformed into a yin and yang tai chi diagram in front of Su Yuchen, separating Xu Fu's primordial spirit and body into the yin and yang poles on the left and right.

With each rotation of the Tai Chi diagram, a trace of the two souls of heaven and earth within Xu Fu's primordial spirit within the Yin Limitless Realm would separate; while within the Yang Limitless Realm, Xu Fu's physical body would be refined by the Yin-Yang divine light, transforming into a fleshy ball.

[Refining Xu Fu's primordial spirit, separating his two souls from his celestial soul, and cleansing the impurities from his primordial spirit will take nine days.]

[Refining Xu Fu's physical body and purifying the phoenix blood essence, allowing the immortal phoenix to undergo rebirth, will take one year and six months (the phoenix blood essence is lost and needs to be cleansed and restored by the innate Yin-Yang divine light)]

Looking at the narration, Su Yuchen was also helpless. A waste is a waste. It seems that Xu Fu was seriously injured by Wu Wudi. Otherwise, the Phoenix Blood would not have consumed its source to activate the power of Nirvana to help him recover from his injuries.

Thinking of this, Su Yuchen closed his eyes and activated his divine light, hoping to help the immortal phoenix be reborn as soon as possible and reunite the four spirits of this world.

………………

The next day, Su Yuchen was circulating his divine light in the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven when the narrator unexpectedly appeared.

[The Nameless and the Truthful Meet]

Wuming and Buxu went to Miyin Temple, where Yu Xiaosanxiao revealed the truth about the Great Calamity of a Thousand Autumns.

Xiao Sanxiao is unable to accept the fact that he was partly responsible for the great calamity, and his mind is in turmoil.

[Wuming was knocked off a cliff by Xiao Sanxiao. On the verge of death, he comprehended the true meaning of Buddhism and was able to glimpse the secret of the "Karma Transformation Technique," thus advancing his Destiny Sword Dao.]

Looking at the final hint in the narration, Su Yuchen pondered to himself. The Karma Reversal Technique is said to be able to transfer karma when it is perfected. Since the innate origin of this world does not exist, it is impossible for Wuming to advance to the level of the Innate Saint.

"His only choice is to sever the cause and effect with his sword. From then on, fate will be fate, and he will be himself. 'Return the light to the sun and moon, and the darkness to the void.' The sword of heaven and man will have the possibility of advancing to the Yang God level. However, I'm afraid the cause and effect will be difficult to repay, and there will still be tribulations."

“As long as he’s not dead, with his accumulated knowledge and understanding, I don’t need to get involved.”

Thinking of this, Su Yuchen closed his eyes and continued to refine Xu Fu. For nine consecutive days, Su Yuchen sat motionless in the No. 1 Building Under Heaven.

On the ninth day, the Tai Chi diagram trembled, and Su Yuchen reached out and summoned two different energies in his hand: one was the martial arts memory that Xu Fu had been stripped of; the other was the remaining wisp of soul essence after the separation of the two souls of heaven and earth.

Su Yuchen looked at the Undying Phoenix, which had turned into a flesh and blood egg, and infused it with a wisp of his soul essence to help it recover sooner.

"But if that's the case, the Undying Phoenix first used Xu Fu's physical body to be reborn, and then swallowed his soul essence. Doesn't that mean Xu Fu is its father?"

Su Yuchen immediately thought of the Buddha's uncle.

"Life and death, calamity and tribulation, are all caused by karma and destiny."

"Xu Fu swallowed the blood of the phoenix, and the immortal phoenix was reborn in his body. When Xu Fu is reincarnated in the future, the immortal phoenix will have to repay the debt of karma."

At this moment, Su Yuchen gained a new understanding of fate.

"but……"

"Now it seems that the Qilin is the god of the earth, the immortal phoenix is ​​the god of fire, the dragon is the god of wind and clouds, and the black tortoise is the god of water. They are the spirits that suppress the earth, fire, wind and water in this world."

"If my plan comes true, and I use my second primordial spirit to create the Nine Void Boundless Realm to establish a human divine court, then I will still have to withdraw. At that time, I will still need the Four Spirits to suppress the earth, fire, wind, and water to prevent the divine court from being destroyed."

"In this way, the cause and effect of Xu Fu and the immortal phoenix has become too complicated. It seems that we need to find a way to sever this cause and effect."

"Hmm! Wuming's ability to break free from his cocoon and transform into a butterfly, ascending from mortal to immortal, is also inseparable from my karma. It seems that I can only let him bear this karma for me."

In an instant, Su Yuchen thought of a way to settle the karmic debt between Xu Fu and the Undying Phoenix.

Looking at Xu Fu's memories in his hand, Su Yuchen smiled and decided to divide the memories into nine parts and entrust them to the Undying Phoenix for safekeeping. Xu Fu would return one part to him in each of his lifetimes, and then Wuming would help him 'disintegrate and reincarnate'.

After nine lifetimes, when Xu Fu has gained his complete memories, the karma between him and the Immortal Phoenix should be cleared. At that time, the remaining affection will depend on whether the Immortal Phoenix is ​​willing to acknowledge it.

"It's just that I'll have to suffer the hardship of being unknown."

Q: What's the most hated thing? A: A cunning, treacherous person.

As he watched the narration, Su Yuchen's lips twitched. He pretended not to see it, stuffed the memory back into the Tai Chi diagram to decompose it, and closed his eyes to cultivate.

Seeing Su Yuchen lost in thought, the Qilin at the door shook its head and lay down on the ground, pretending to sleep.

………………

More than ten days passed in this way, and on this day, Nie Renwang, Duan Shuai, and others arrived one after another.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw the Qilin staring at them with its huge eyes open. The invisible pressure instantly made their hearts sink.

Duan Shuai stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, Senior Divine Beast. We wish to see you, Senior?"

"what's up?"

No sooner had Duan Shuai finished speaking than a faint voice rang in their ears.

Duan Shuai looked up at the top floor and said, "Now that the World Society has been fully integrated, we juniors have decided to send people south to formally unite with Wushuang City. Please give us your instructions, senior."

"You can make your own decisions about this; there's no need to ask me," Su Yuchen said calmly.

Nie Renwang and the others bowed in agreement, and seeing no further response from the rooftop, they immediately turned and left.

With your suppression and Duan Shuai's reprimand, Duan Lang had no more worries, and Wushuang City and Tianxia Society were successfully united.

Duan Lang is determined to perform well in the war against Japan, make friends with many heroes, and thus restore the prestige of the Duan Family Manor.

Chapter 572 Jian Chen's Newly Beginning Journey in the Martial World

Unparalleled city.

East City Arena.

A burly man in a green robe and with a beard, wielding a jet-black longsword, was locked in combat with a young man in a white robe.

The black longsword in the hands of the burly man in the green robe was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows. When the longsword trembled, it was like a cold venomous snake flicking its tongue, and the tip of the sword transformed into many afterimages.

The white-clad youth fighting him was none other than Jian Chen.

Faced with this unpredictable sword strike, the young swordsman Jian Chen did not choose to confront it head-on. Instead, he remembered the teachings of the nameless man and decided to first blunt its edge before seeking to defeat the enemy.

He held a fine steel longsword in front of him to protect himself. After dodging the sharp edge, he understood his opponent's moves. His body, which was originally moving backward rapidly, stopped. He turned his feet and moved to the side, his body close to the ground, and he came to his opponent's right side.

With a flick of his right hand, he unleashed a seemingly ordinary sword move, 'Unknown,' which, upon meeting his opponent's sword, revealed a sword that was both supple and powerful, moving like a dragon in an instant. The sword tip, which had transformed into a 'dragon's head,' was aimed directly at his opponent's weakest point.

The middle-aged, bearded man looked on with disdain. Facing this seemingly ordinary sword strike, he flicked his longsword and unleashed a venomous dragon, moving with the speed of thunder, swiftly thrusting it towards Jian Chen's chest.

Jian Chen stepped forward, his ordinary longsword flicked, and the tip of the sword instantly displayed twelve changes. Each change was like a dragon reaching out its claws, restraining the opponent's cold sword path. The tip of the sword 'ding ding ding' struck the opponent's strongest and weakest point of sword moves twelve times in a row.

While breaking through his opponent's sword moves, Jian Chen brushed past his opponent. To his opponent's astonishment, he transformed his left hand into a palm, which evolved into twelve different variations, and pressed down on his opponent's chest.

Before the astonished opponent could react, he felt several streams of pure true energy seal his major acupoints, and a gentle force pushed him off the stage.

"it is good!"

As the opponent fell off the ring, thunderous cheers erupted from the audience.

Jian Chen held his longsword upside down, cupped his hands in response to the surrounding crowd, and nodded to his opponent. The middle-aged man with a thick beard glared at him fiercely, then turned and squeezed his way out of the crowd.

Jian Chen remained expressionless, but inwardly he couldn't help but sigh. This was his thirty-eighth time competing in Wushuang City, and he had gained a clear understanding of the martial world that Wuming had once described.

“Master, the world of martial arts is tough, truly tough. As long as the struggle for fame and fortune begins, there will always be someone who is dissatisfied with you; if you are strong, you will be seizing the fame and fortune of others; if you are weak, you may be trampled on by the strong at any time,” Jian Chen thought to himself.

At this moment, the elder of the City Lord's Mansion, who was in charge of the East City Arena, leaped onto the arena and said, "Jianghu Wanderer Jian Chen has challenged for thirty-eight times. Is there anyone else who will challenge him today? No one will challenge him. The East City Arena has successfully defended its title today."

The guest elder asked three times in a row, but no one answered. Only then did he announce that Jian Chen had successfully defended his position. Only then did the people below leave in twos and threes.

As soon as the guest elder and Jian Chen stepped off the stage, a chubby boy wielding a pair of meteor chain hammers and a burly man wielding a three-zhang-long fine iron spear leaped onto the stage, intending to settle their personal grudges.

Faced with this scene, the crowd that had not dispersed gathered again, and soon after the arena guards confirmed it, the two sides signed a life-or-death contract and began to fight.

………………

Below the arena, the guest elder of Wushuang City took out a wooden plaque from his sleeve, handed it to Jian Chen, and asked, "Brother Chen, are you really not going to join Wushuang City? You should know that the city lord welcomes heroes from all over the world, and they are free to come and go. There are also countless secret manuals and classics to read, which is much better than you fighting alone."

Jian Chen shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Wang, but I am only traveling around the world and will return to my hometown to follow my master's arrangements. I can only fail to live up to your kindness."

The elder brother sighed and said, "I can't force you in that case. If you want to join Wushuang City in the future, please be sure to mention my name."

Jian Chen cupped his hands and said, "That's for sure. Although I won't join Wushuang City, I won't ruin Brother Wang's opportunity."

The reason the two said this was because Wushuang City had already made a plan:

If there is a guest elder guarding the arena who can recommend a master who has participated in the arena more than 25 times to join Wushuang City, then you can go to the third floor of the City Lord's Mansion Library to select a martial arts manual, which is at least a first-class martial arts manual in the martial arts world.

If the recommender defends the arena thirty times, he can go to the fourth floor to select a secret manual, which is at the very least a Shaolin martial art or a fragment of a Wudang secret manual.

If one defends the arena more than thirty-six times, the recommender can even go to the fifth level and receive martial arts instruction from the most powerful martial arts expert in Wushuang City, the Sword Saint.

Faced with Jian Chen, a master who had challenged the opponent 38 times in a row, the guest elder could only feel sorry for him.

The guest elder pointed to the wooden plaque in Jian Chen's hand and said, "This wooden plaque is specially made by the City Lord's Mansion. All of Brother Chen's food and lodging in the city will be paid for by the City Lord's Mansion. In addition, except for a few key places in the city where you cannot enter or leave, you can pass through all other places. If Brother Chen is interested, you can also use this to go to the Spring Breeze and Drizzle Pavilion and exchange it for information once for free."

Jian Chen bowed to thank the other party for the guidance, and then the two parted ways and took their leave.

After he walked away, the guest elder brother returned to the side of the arena, sat behind a long table, and continued to preside over the life-or-death battle on the arena.

………………

On the third floor of a restaurant not far from the arena, in front of a window facing the street, Dugu Ming and Shi Wuzun were standing one in front of the other.

A longsword with a rusty upper body and a golden lower body was casually tucked into his waistband beside Dugu Ming. He asked, "This must be Jian Chen, right? So you are the successor of Wuming."

Looking at the increasingly supreme and noble young man, whose every move exuded the aura of a king, Venerable Shi Wuzun nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed Jian Chen. His sword techniques were passed down from my memory, and the painter's portrait was shown to Senior Sword Saint. However, it is an unnamed sword technique."

Dugu Ming shook his head and said:

"Now that we have the upper hand, there is no need to force him. If he is willing to join Wushuang City, that would be good; if not, let him go."

"The other one is quite talented. I think his name is Luo Lie. Before Jian Chen, he had won nineteen consecutive matches. Go find him and if he is willing to join the Spring Breeze and Drizzle Pavilion, promise him entry into the fourth floor of the Scripture Pavilion."

“I remember there was a magical sword book from Japan that matched his sword style.”

Master Shi Wuzun nodded in agreement.

Dugu Ming looked up at the outside of the city and saw a huge surge of energy like smoke, with the rising heaven and earth energy rippled slightly, soaring straight into the sky.

"I never imagined that the Emperor's Sword would have such a function. The forces affiliated with us can actually receive the Emperor's Sword's enhancement. New recruits who would normally take a year to form an army can become the elite of the world in just three months. Once they have seen blood, they are battle-hardened soldiers." Dugu Ming stroked the sword hilt with his right hand and sighed softly.

Thinking of the increasingly dense spiritual energy in the City Lord's Mansion, and the opportunity to cultivate in seclusion within the City Lord's Mansion that seemed to enhance one's comprehension, Venerable Shi Wu nodded.

Dugu Ming said, "If he can defend the title fifty times without defeat, invite him to visit your uncle at the mansion! Your uncle will surely be happy to see an old friend."

After a slight hesitation, Shi Wuzun said, "There are several young talents in the City Lord's Mansion whose martial arts are no less than Jian Chen's. Should we restrict their challenges?"

"No need, just defend the title normally," Dugu Ming said.

He then vanished from the restaurant in a flash. The carriage curtains fluttered slightly as it drove away, heading towards the city lord's mansion.

Chapter 573 The Mud Bodhisattva's Journey to the Peerless City

Just after the carriage left.

A clay Buddha, resembling a beggar with a basket on its back, watched the departing carriage and muttered to itself, "No mistake, he has the mandate of heaven upon him. Could he be the future supreme ruler of the world? It's a pity that the Heavenly Cry Scripture dares not investigate, otherwise I could know the reason for his changed destiny."

As he muttered to himself, Mud Bodhisattva suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face, laughing and crying at the same time: "Mud Bodhisattva, Mud Bodhisattva, you really are incorrigible. This kind of being that can change the fate of heaven, instead of trying to avoid it, you want to get close to it. You think you're not going to die a miserable death yet?"

Seeing the clay bodhisattva laughing and crying like a madman, passersby and heroes alike couldn't help but shake their heads and show a trace of pity.

The clay Buddha, however, ignored everything, huddled in a corner of the street, sometimes furious, sometimes crying with tears in its eyes, talking to itself like a madman.

Not long after, just as the clay bodhisattva composed himself and prepared to leave, several figures resembling little beggars pulled a young girl to his side, shielding the clay bodhisattva from the sunlight.

The clay Buddha raised its head and looked at the group of people.

When they saw his true face, the beggars gasped and quickly hid behind him, for his face was truly terrifying, covered in festering sores, with not a single unblemished spot.

Only the young girl felt a pang of surprise, but her eyes were filled with pity. She squatted down in front of the clay Buddha and asked, "Uncle, are you alright? Should we go see a doctor?"

The clay bodhisattva and the girl stared at each other for a moment. The girl's eyes were clear as light, filled with pity, but without fear, contempt, or disgust.

"My illness is beyond the cure of any doctor. Young lady, your kindness will be rewarded; you will soon find your ideal husband," Mud Bodhisattva said, glancing away.

"Ah?" the girl exclaimed in surprise, then blushed with embarrassment, never expecting the Mud Bodhisattva to say such a thing.

"Old man, are you also a member of the martial arts world?"

The Mud Bodhisattva looked at the shy girl, smiled, and said, "I can barely be considered a person of the martial arts world."

At that moment, a little beggar hiding behind the girl said, "Miss Ming, he's lying. This old man is a big liar."

He glanced at the Mud Bodhisattva's terrifying face, shrank back, and said with a sneer, "This old man has been in Wushuang for several days. As soon as he arrived, he took over our territory. I've been following him for a long time. Even the apprentices from those martial arts schools in the city can trip him up. He doesn't know any martial arts at all."

The Mud Bodhisattva chuckled strangely, looking at the few children who retreated in fear. Then he said, "What do you little ones know? Although I am in the martial world, I am also outside of it. The martial world is not just about fighting and killing; there are also all sorts of strange and extraordinary people."