Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

"It was only suddenly that I remembered you were going back to Qingcheng Mountain this time."

Yan Shisan smiled calmly, neither believing nor disbelieving. As long as the instructions from the other party weren't too troublesome, he would do them; there would always be benefits.

Seeing his expression, Little Fire Dragon didn't know how to explain, so he whispered, "Brother Yan, once you return to Qingcheng, why not ask the senior who taught you the sword manual for help to get through this difficult time? The next great battle between heaven and earth is not far away!"

"A chaotic battle between heaven and earth? Is this a continuation of the battle that took place thousands of years ago in this world?" Yan Shisan asked.

That battle only appears in records, and its brutality is unimaginable. It is said that most of the Buddhist forces have been wiped out, leaving only a few reclusive old monsters, because the lineage of those who were killed in that battle was exterminated.

Even in that battle, the Wudang Sect, which was also a Taoist force, had all its senior masters killed, leaving only the "Taiyi Dividing Light Sword Manual" to be passed down to posterity. Only then did the Kunlun Sect's half-old nun take over Wudang, barely leaving it with a breath of life.

Previously, Kunlun, the leader of the righteous path, also suffered heavy casualties and even had to abandon its power in the Central Plains and stay in the Kunlun Mountain base camp to protect itself.

It was after that battle that the Taiyi Hunyuan Ancestor collected fragmented classic texts and techniques from various schools from the ruins, organized and perfected them, and that's how the Wutai School came to be.

Even though it was just a collection of fragments, the Taiyi Hunyuan Ancestor had already reached the peak of the Earth Immortal realm, and was only half a step away from becoming a Celestial Immortal.

This shows how powerful the cultivation world was thousands of years ago. It was an era when Yuan Dan (original core cultivators) were as common as dogs, Nascent Soul cultivators were everywhere, and only Earth Immortals could tremble.

According to incomplete statistics, hundreds of celestial beings participated in that battle, which was so fierce that the sky darkened and the earth was shattered. The Central Plains, which was originally a continuous land, was said to have been forcibly broken into five pieces. Celestial beings barely managed to protect themselves, while lower-ranking earth immortals and arhats died one after another as if they were free.

In that battle, only Master Changmei of the Emei Sect stood out and barely advanced to the Golden Immortal realm, thus preserving the Emei lineage. It was because of this that Emei was able to surpass Kunlun after the war and become the leader of the righteous path in the Central Plains.

Just thinking about it sent chills down Yan Shisan's spine. Reality is not a game. Once a real great war breaks out, only people of the level of Master Miaoyi Qi Shuming can barely protect themselves.

The Qingcheng Sect has its founder, Li Jingxu, so they are not afraid of being destroyed. But what about us? We haven't even achieved the Yuan Dan stage yet, so we probably don't even qualify to be cannon fodder.

Thinking about how he had worked hard for decades to build his current empire, was he really going to just watch it turn to ashes along with him?

"May I ask, Brother Long, why is this great war suddenly about to begin? There were no warning signs beforehand," Yan Shisan asked.

But he had a vague suspicion in his heart. Before the Little Fire Dragon's master was born, everything was peaceful. But once he appeared, he would start a great war between heaven and earth. If anyone said that it had nothing to do with him, Yan Shisan would dare to swallow his magic weapon flying sword.

The little dragon shook its head, looking bewildered, and said, "I don't know anything about this either, I only know that it probably involves a struggle for power."

Yan Shisan couldn't help but gasp. As a natural disaster on Earth and a person from the information explosion era of his previous life, what hadn't he heard of?

"Power? Could it be the power of heaven and earth? Is this a struggle for the ownership of the world? Is it a battle for the Heavenly Emperor in the Spirit Void Immortal Realm?" Yan Shisan couldn't help but feel a bitter taste in his mouth.

If that's the case, can Li Jingxu really protect Qingcheng? Or to put it bluntly, can Li Jingxu even protect herself?

Having seen so much in his past life, he didn't believe that all Golden Immortals were the same; there must be strong and weak ones. And it was obvious that the little fire dragon's master dared to compete for the Heavenly Emperor's position, so his strength was either first or second.

Even Changmei and Li Jingxu would probably be nothing more than ants that could be crushed at will in front of such people. After all, sometimes the difference between Golden Immortals is greater than the difference between humans and pigs.

At this moment, he also understood the meaning of the little fire dragon's message. It was not meant for him at all. He was just a speck of dust, not even cannon fodder. The message was actually meant for the Qingcheng Ancestor, Li Jingxu!

"This is to make Li Jingxu choose sides!" Yan Shisan thought to himself.

Having figured this out, Yan Shisan temporarily suppressed his other thoughts, cupped his hands and said, "Then I will return to Qingcheng to see my master and ask him to help me find the patriarch."

The little fire dragon smiled, revealing a look of delight at the prospect of a promising student, which only confirmed Yan Shisan's suspicions.

With a flick of its right claw, the little fire dragon produced a cyan sword manual, the "Qingcheng Sword Manual."

"Brother Yan, are you aware that the sword scripture you practice is different from that of the other Qingcheng disciples?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shisan shook his head and said, "I only know that the sword scripture I practice was bestowed upon me by my master. As for the differences within it, I have never asked anyone else."

The little fire dragon tossed its right claw, handing the sword manual to Yan Shisan, and said:

"As far as I know, your sword manual was personally passed down by your sect's founder, and its mysteries are quite unique. Now, after passing through the hands of my master, it has become even more different."

"As for the differences, you'll have to discover them for yourself. I can only tell you that if you can understand the mysteries within, even a Golden Immortal is nothing special."

"When you meet your sect's founder, show him this scripture, and he will naturally discover something."

"Alright, that's all I can say. Once you leave this gate, Brother Yan, do not mention this matter to anyone else before you see your sect's founder. The consequences of this are beyond your capacity to bear."

Chapter 644 Li Xiaochen Arrives on the Island 2

After Yan Shisan left the cave, the little fire dragon dashed to Su Yuchen's secluded meditation room.

"Master, I have told Brother Yan everything as you instructed."

"However, sir, if I may be so bold as to ask, according to what you said, the founder of the Qingcheng Sect, Li Jingxu, is a powerful Golden Immortal. Would he condescend to meet Brother Yan?"

"I'm just worried that I might mess up your important business, sir."

Su Yuchen smiled and said, "You're so kind. Are you worried that I'll take my anger out on him, a cultivator who hasn't even reached the Yuan Dan stage?"

The little dragon chuckled softly.

Su Yuchen continued:

"Don't worry, the fact that he was able to obtain Li Jingxu's inheritance means that he has already caught Li Jingxu's eye. Otherwise, with so many people in the Qingcheng Sect, why would he choose him?"

"Now, among the Qingcheng lineage, only the lineage of the Demon Subduer Jiang Shu still inherits Li Jingxu's Daoist tradition. As for Zhu Mei, it has long since fallen, which is a pity."

"Although your Brother Yan's cultivation level is not high, he has many connections behind him and is of great use to me. I will not let him be killed by someone so easily."

Upon hearing this, the little dragon hurriedly said, "On his behalf, I thank you for your favor, sir."

Su Yuchen looked at it and said, "I'm not worried about others, but your cultivation level is still a bit lacking. Have you comprehended the methods of a Celestial Immortal?"

The little fire dragon nodded and said, "I have gained some insights from the cup of tea I borrowed from Brother Yan earlier, but if I want to purify my bloodline, I must undergo a heavenly tribulation."

Su Yuchen nodded and said:

"In terms of merit, among the dragon race, the Azure Dragon is the noblest, as it suppresses the Eastern Azure Wood position and is protected by the merits of Heaven and Earth; in terms of lineage, since the Ancestral Dragon, the Golden Dragon is the highest in the four seas."

"Since you possess the element of fire, advancing to higher realms will be somewhat troublesome. However, if you can comprehend and harness the power of the sun and moon, you might be able to approach the level of the Candle Dragon."

"Forget it, these are still too far away for you. Just take it one step at a time."

Su Yuchen flicked his finger, and a ruby-like elixir landed in front of the little fire dragon. He said:

"Among the Yin and Yang, the external manifestation of the sun is fire. This fire-elemental elixir can help you enhance your cultivation and enter the realm of celestial immortals."

"Your element is fire. When you reach the Celestial Immortal realm, I can help you comprehend the extraordinary flames of heaven and earth - the Taiyin Cold Ice Flame and the Great Sun Purple Flame."

"Use this as a basis to comprehend the principles of Yin and Yang, and then move closer to the Candle Dragon."

The little fire dragon took the elixir and beamed with joy, repeatedly expressing its loyalty; Su Yuchen couldn't help but chuckle, this naive and simple fellow had now become so glib.

………………

After dismissing the little fire dragon, Su Yuchen glanced around and saw that Li Xiaochen looked even more disheveled in the round mirror.

As the sun shone brightly, the power of the Buddhist restrictions that had been suppressed became even stronger, and the previously scattered illusory images of the Ming Kings became even more condensed. In addition, Li Xiaochen's Asura Heavenly Fiend Blade Qi was as conspicuous as a torch. The newly appeared illusory images of the Ming Kings, draped in golden flames under the blessing of the sun's divine light, relentlessly pursued and attacked Li Xiaochen.

The three-headed, six-armed illusory image of the King of Light was all-encompassing and without blind spots. In addition, each of the six arms held a Buddhist artifact, which brought the restraint on Li Xiaochen to its peak.

Li Xiaochen, after all, only had the cultivation of the Returning Origin Realm. As time went on, his hundred-foot sword aura grew weaker and weaker. In the end, he could only barely protect himself. He ran around the island, his disheveled state barely concealed by the flashing swords.

Su Yuchen watched this scene indifferently until the sun set and the moon shone brightly in the sky. The once powerful Ming King phantom gradually weakened, while the suppressed blood mist regained its strength. Finally, the Ming King phantom disappeared and vanished, and the worms formed from the blood mist once again occupied the island.

Faced with the endless stream of blood-line worms swarming back, Li Xiaochen couldn't help but smile bitterly and mutter to himself, "This really is the cycle of Buddha and demon. No wonder netizens joke that demons are originally Buddhas, Buddha and demon are one, quite a tacit understanding."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Xiaochen paused, as if she had grasped something, but for a moment she had no clue what it was. However, she felt that she must have grasped something important, and she couldn't help but try to recall it.

But the more anxious I became, the fainter my earlier thoughts became, as if I couldn't grasp them at all, and they were fading away rapidly.

As the blood mist eroded, Li Xiaochen's sword light, which had been fighting hard all day, became increasingly faint. Even wisps of blood mist, like maggots clinging to bones, eroded his sword light in the opposite direction.

In an instant, Li Xiaochen felt an intense chill throughout his body. The blood mist seemed like the most insidious abyss, tempting him to fall into depravity. Meanwhile, the Asura Blade Qi within his body became even colder and more refined, changing from pale white to silvery white.

"This is really... I didn't gain any benefits, and instead my cultivation is going to be destroyed?"

“Dad, you’re right. People shouldn’t be too greedy, because greed often leads them into traps.”

"Hehe, this world allows reincarnation, so I always treated it as a game. In the end, I realized that it was not a game, but reality. I never changed my mindset."

In an instant, Li Xiaochen realized that he had been wrong from the beginning. Seeing the loneliness and fear in his heart, Li Xiaochen felt empty and let go of all thoughts.

At that very moment, the Buddhist maxim from the *Formless Asura Knife Sutra* in my mind came to mind for the first time: "Subhuti said: As I understand the Buddha's meaning, there is no fixed dharma called Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi, nor is there any fixed dharma that the Tathagata can speak of. Why? Because all the dharma spoken by the Tathagata is neither attainable nor speakable, neither Dharma nor non-Dharma. Why is this so? All sages and saints are differentiated by the Dharma of non-action."

Li Xiaochen stood there, stunned. The Buddhist proverbs that he couldn't understand before, which seemed to contradict the entire Taoist scripture, suddenly gave him endless insights.

"As Subhuti said, the Dharma has no fixed form; it should change according to conditions and move according to circumstances, and should not remain unchanged."

"The law has no fixed nature; it changes with the mind, and its arising and ceasing are determined by the mind!"

"The cycle of Buddha and demon... the cycle of Buddha and demon..."

"Yes, that person once said that this technique is outwardly cloaked in Buddhist robes but inwardly cultivates the Asura Heavenly Fiend. I have been practicing it wrong from the very beginning."

In the instant of enlightenment, a 'crack' sounded from the depths of his heart, instantly dispelling his killing intent, and a faint Buddhist light shone from his body; the original silver-white true energy in Li Xiaochen's body paused, then reversed, turning from silver-white to pale gold, and the Asura Blade Qi transformed into protective Buddhist light.

"Demons are originally Buddhas!"

At this moment, Li Xiaochen abandoned his attachment to life and death, his innate talent was fully developed, and he became one with both Buddha and demon, truly mastering the "Formless Asura Blade Scripture".

Drawn by the true energy of Buddha and demon, the space set up by Su Yuchen responded immediately, and in a flash of light, Li Xiaochen disappeared from the spot.

………………

Inside the cave, Su Yuchen watched this scene and couldn't help but smile slightly. Earth's natural disasters certainly didn't disappoint.

After a long while, a flash of inspiration struck the island once more, and Li Xiaochen appeared in the same spot, holding an illusory lotus flower in his left hand and a pale gold token in his right.

Facing the endless blood mist, Li Xiaochen and Zhou Shen, with their silver-white cold moon blade light on the outside and pale golden Buddhist light on the inside, filtered the blood mist layer by layer, making them appear extremely relaxed.

Without pausing, she leaped towards the sky above the island. As soon as the illusory image of the Bright King appeared, she switched freely between Buddhist and demonic energies, appearing as both Buddha and demon, passing through the illusory image of the Bright King.

"Hahahaha... Buddha and demon are in a cycle, Buddha and demon are one."

Amidst the vast blue sea, Li Xiaochen soared through the heavens, flying towards Su Yuchen's cave.

Chapter 645 Assessment 1

"With such comprehension, one's aptitude is not bad."

"We're practically fellow villagers, and since you've grasped my plan, I can't be stingy. Fine, you'll get the benefit."

Inside the cave, Su Yuchen waved his hand to dispel the Round Light Technique, and his original intention of just using the Taiyi Hunyuan Ancestor's method to fool people faded away.

………………

With a thought, the avatar automatically sensed it, and the aura of the avatar that created the Dharma changed. A golden Buddhist image appeared behind it, and an aura of universal salvation emerged.

Su Yuchen reached out and waved his hand, and the scenery of the Central Plains appeared before his eyes.

By this time, the Ming Dynasty was nearing its end. People's hearts were in turmoil. Internally, there were disloyal officials, bandits, and widespread resentment. Externally, there were barbarian tribes eyeing the land with predatory intent, colluding with the outside world to enslave China.

Su Yuchen understood that all of this was driven by the Dao Ancestor's other-self thought, which was intended to ruin the fortune of the Central Plains, cause demons to wreak havoc on the human world, and cause widespread killing. Only when cause and effect were distorted could the root of cultivation be severed and the world be completely transformed.

Now that they've come face to face, Su Yuchen naturally can't let the other side have their way.

Pulling out the bronze mirror, Su Yuchen's figure grew infinitely taller, leaving the spot where he stood empty, seemingly neither here nor there, unpredictable and untraceable.

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The Ming Dynasty, the Glazed Golden Mountain.

Even though it was late at night, the town at the foot of the mountain was still bustling with activity. Every now and then, carriages decorated with the finest and most luxurious decorations would drive into the town, accompanied by guards who were all martial arts masters.

Since the legend of immortals ascending to heaven here, Liuli Jinshan has become a sacred place that all countries in the world dream of.

As the saying goes: When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Since the immortals ascended to heaven, the servants who were once fortunate enough to attend to their daily lives have risen to become some of the most powerful masters in the world. It is said that some of them have now advanced to the mysterious and unpredictable Path of the Primordial Spirit.

As for the specifics, apart from a few top experts in the world today, no one else knows, and no one dares to offend the sacred land.

At this moment, in a farmhouse courtyard on the edge of town, a boy sat blankly under the eaves, gazing at the hazy, golden mountains in the distance by the moonlight.

Tomorrow is the once-in-a-decade recruitment day for disciples at the Glazed Golden Mountain Holy Land, and that is the only chance for the young man to change his destiny.

"I'm sure I can seize this opportunity," the boy thought to himself.

"Cough cough cough..."

Just as the boy was lost in thought, a cough came from inside the room, and then the sound grew softer and softer.

The boy knew that it wasn't that his father had stopped coughing, but that his father had covered his mouth with the blanket so as not to disturb him; after all, tomorrow was his chance to change his fate, and if he missed the opportunity, his father wouldn't blame him, but would only think that he had been a burden to him.

With a rustling sound, the sound of drinking water, and the gentle patting, the room returned to silence.

The silver moon was like a crescent, and the cold frost was like snow covering the ground. The boy gently got up, turned around, and tiptoed back to the next cubicle.

After a long time.

"Li'er, don't worry. Whether you succeed or not, you should accept it."