Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

After listening for a while, Xu Li broke out in a cold sweat. What would he see if he fell into the illusion? Would that so-called master of the primordial spirit see what he saw in the illusion?

Fortunately, I chose a different path; otherwise, I would have been in real danger at this juncture.

As you continue listening, you learn that after the illusionary realm, each person who passes will receive a token; what's infuriating is that everyone must have ten tokens before reaching the summit, otherwise they will fail.

Therefore, before climbing the mountain, many people had to compete with each other, and this one hurdle eliminated countless people.

Just as Xu Li was standing there lost in thought, a group of senior brothers and sisters came out from the main hall in front of the square, including the one who had given Xu Li the token.

Just by glancing at their positions, Xu Li knew that this senior brother was no ordinary person.

"Humph!"

At the entrance of the main hall, the senior brother let out a cold snort, which startled everyone. The scene instantly fell silent, and even those who were talking in hushed tones dared not speak again.

The senior brother's gaze swept across everyone, as if they were seen through from the outside in, and all their secrets were exposed before their eyes.

"This is no ordinary Grandmaster, absolutely not! Could it be a Primordial Spirit? The Great Dao of the Primordial Spirit!" Xu Li exclaimed inwardly.

"All the kingdoms under heaven have temples, but the essence of temples lies in my Crystal Golden Mountain. You should know why."

"Those who pass the test are destined. Fellow disciples, follow me into the hall to pay homage to the ancestral master, and then we will be assigned our respective places."

As he spoke, the senior brother immediately led the way into the main hall, and the others followed in a line.

Upon entering the main hall, there was no magnificent decoration as everyone had imagined. It was just a simple stone hall with only an offering table and an incense burner in the center, nothing else.

Behind the altar hung a painting that shimmered with light. The material was unknown, but the painting seemed to be created by nature itself, and the artist's skill was so high that it was almost a divine achievement.

Above a sea of ​​clouds in the painting, a young man sits cross-legged, his blue robes swaying in the wind, his black hair flowing like the sea, his eyes clear and cold, as if looking at everyone present.

"Is this the immortal who preached the Dao?" Xu Li thought to himself as he looked at the figure in the painting.

Just as he was pondering this, senior students began distributing incense sticks. Xu Li, holding the incense stick, was slightly taken aback, because the incense stick was not lit. Could it be...?

Thinking it over, Xu Li mobilized the little true energy he had left and tried to separate a thin thread, as fine as a hair, and carefully send it towards the incense stick.

After a long time, just as Xu Li was covered in sweat, the wisp of true energy finally approached the incense stick. Under his gaze, the incense stick ignited with a 'pop', and then the flame went out, leaving a wisp of smoke rising far away.

"Is this also a test? Could it be related to the upcoming assignments?" Xu Li wanted to see how the others were doing, but he didn't dare to look around for fear of losing points.

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea passed, and Xu Li remained motionless with his head down, the incense stick in his hand emitting wisps of smoke, but only the tip of the incense burned out.

"Alright! That's enough."

The senior brother spoke up, and then pointed with his right index finger. Xu Li could feel a huge amount of true energy swirling around his fingertip, surging and powerful, with energy as vast as mountains and seas. Compared to it, he was like a mayfly compared to mountains and seas.

Then, the true energy flashed and disappeared, instantly splitting into countless strands that ignited all the unlit incense sticks.

"Xu Li, Liu Gui, Xue Li, Yao Qiqi, Yun Yi... the seven of you step forward."

Upon hearing his name called, Xu Li glanced up at the empty seat in front of his senior brother. Immediately, an idea struck him, and without hesitation, he headed for the first seat on the left.

Among the others, some were fast and some were slow, but Liu Gui was the fastest. He flashed past countless people and took the first place on the left, leaving Xu Li to take the second place.

Once the seven people were in place, the senior brother didn't even look at them and said, "From now on, the seven of you will be promoted from outer sect disciples to inner sect disciples, becoming the leaders of this batch of disciples. Your ranking will be determined from left to right."

Xu Li couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"So what if you have the surname Liu? Damn it, you really do have the reputation. At least you're nominally from the same ancestor."

"This special tutoring is really something else. I wonder what Liu Gui is up the mountain for? All that talk of divine martial arts manuals? I bet it's all bullshit. There's definitely something fishy going on here!"

Without allowing Li Li any further thought, the senior disciple began to recite the sect rules and precepts. After a series of rituals, led by the senior disciple, everyone took turns going to the offering table to offer incense.

As Xu Li watched his unfamiliar fellow disciples step forward to offer incense, their almost devout expressions made him wonder if he could be as devout as them.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he noticed that when his senior brother and Liu Gui offered incense, they stood for a few seconds longer than the others, but then both of them looked disappointed.

"Could there be some secret here? A portrait? Could it be alive?" Xu Li thought to himself.

Seeing that Liu Gui had already given way, Xu Li dared not think any further, otherwise he would be accused of disrespect and all his previous efforts would be in vain.

"If you really are from my hometown, please take care of me," Xu Li thought to himself.

………………

Just as Xu Li was praying, in a small temple on the back mountain, several figures were meditating and cultivating around a statue in the hall.

As Xu Li offered incense and kowtowed, a faint light emanated from the statue, drawing in the clouds on the mountaintop to form a yin-yang symbol behind it.

Chapter 648 Occupying the Past, the Dao Ancestor's Purpose

"it is good!"

As Xu Li inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner and performed three kowtows and nine prostrations, a voice came from the heavens. Suddenly, all sounds around him began to fade away, and his thoughts raced through the boundless darkness.

"No way? There really is a connection?"

Xu Li's heart pounded like a drum. All his original thoughts were rapidly fading away. At this moment, everything had deviated from his expectations.

The next second, Xu Li felt himself fly out of the darkness. Above the boundless sea of ​​clouds in front of him, a blurry figure sat cross-legged and smiled slightly at him.

"Supreme Myriad Manifestations Primordial Martial Great Dao Lord!" A name surged into Xu Li's mind.

The next second, an endless torrent of information rushed into his mind. On the basis of the original Fierce Tiger Saber Technique, a brand new internal energy cultivation method was re-evolved, subduing the fierce tiger internally and cultivating true qi externally.

Within, there is a fierce tiger, yet a gentle touch; subdue the heretics, and I am who I am; externally, open the dantian and qi sea with true qi, nurture true qi, build a divine bridge, refine the pillar to heaven, connect all the meridians of the body, and cultivate the true body of the white tiger.

Finally, the mind and spirit unite with the true energy, nurturing the divine consciousness, breaking through all constraints in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit are transformed, instantly forming the Great Dao of the Primordial Spirit.

………………

And in the outside world.

After Xu Li bowed down, a short time passed, but he remained motionless.

"What's wrong? Did she fall asleep?"

"He's so petty and ignorant, he fainted like that? I thought he was so calm!"

"Good heavens, what are we going to do? Everyone's waiting!"

"Don't worry, I can tell from your expression that your senior brother is angry."

……

Just as everyone was discussing this, some observant people had already glanced at the senior brother who was leading the group. They saw that he had a strange expression, with confusion, shock, incomprehension, and a hint of joy in his eyes.

Before anyone else could react, the senior brother waved his hand, and an endless sea of ​​qi surged forth, suppressing the scene: "Silence!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd dared not discuss it further and could only wait patiently. However, they failed to notice the disappointment and mockery that flashed in Liu Gui's eyes, clearly indicating that he knew something.

The senior brother didn't even glance at him, his slightly closed eyes constantly sweeping over Xu Li.

Ten years ago, the statue of the deity standing in the temple where the patriarch practiced suddenly exhibited strange phenomena. This matter reached the ears of several primordial spirits in the present world, and everyone was waiting.

Some suggested that since the Liu family is the bloodline of that ancestor, perhaps inviting the Liu family to the mountain to worship would yield unexpected results.

This is also why Liu Gui went up the mountain ten years later.

Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, the patriarch has indeed descended, but he did not choose the Liu family; instead, he chose Xu Li.

Although the senior brother didn't know the reason, he wasn't in a hurry, as he was leaving everything to his fellow senior brothers and sisters.

“My destiny is in my hands, the patriarch has descended, and the path of my primordial spirit has been continued. I no longer have to waste my time,” the senior brother said joyfully.

He was carried up the mountain by the sect leader when he was a child, started cultivating at the age of five, became a grandmaster at the age of twelve, and broke through to the primordial spirit at the age of fifteen. However, he had no way to advance after that. Who could understand his sense of loss?

………………

In the small temple behind Dadong Mountain.

As the figures who had been sitting cross-legged rose, an endless sea of ​​clouds surged into the temple, layer upon layer, condensing into a cloud lotus at the foot of the statue, radiating golden light.

The next moment, a clear and serene gaze, as vast as the sea, descended from the infinite heights, piercing through heaven and earth, and reaching the small temple.

"Supreme Myriad Manifestations Primordial Martial Great Dao Lord!"

At that moment, the group felt a connection, as if the name had always existed in their minds.

As the gaze descends, heaven and earth resonate, and the boundless sea of ​​clouds bursts forth with golden light. The clouds surrounding the Glazed Golden Mountain spontaneously fold, forming a white jade lotus platform that shines with golden light, illuminating heaven and earth.

High in the heavens, the sun and the moon appeared at the same time, and the purple aura stretched for 30,000 miles, with purple and golden flowers falling to earth.

Within the body of the Glazed Golden Mountain, a remnant of innate Yin-Yang divine light soared into the sky. The divine light was extremely restrained, and then transformed into a Tai Chi diagram that spread throughout the world.

The heavens and earth trembled suddenly, and all things felt joy, as if at this moment, all existence had taken on a different meaning.

"Supreme Myriad Manifestations Primordial Martial Great Dao Lord!"

At this moment, all things in heaven and earth prayed in unison, thanking this Daoist Lord for lowering his gaze and embracing heaven and earth.

At this moment, countless reclusive old monsters emerged from their secluded dwellings, watching the Tai Chi diagram that stretched across the heavens and earth slowly fade away.

"They're back! They're really back!"

"What is the point of worldly disputes? The road ahead has begun, and we should forge ahead with determination."

"Go rest! Go rest!"

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Inside the small temple, Xia Zhu and the others looked at the statue. Under the divine light and sea of ​​clouds, it seemed to have transformed into a statue. In their sea of ​​consciousness, all the martial arts cultivation methods they had previously envisioned had a basis.

The statue before me seemed to have transformed into the root of martial arts, reflecting all sorts of ideas. All the paths that led to the initial entry into the primordial spirit were continued, and no matter which path it was, it seemed to be one aspect of Him.

The next moment, golden light automatically converged, and in front of Xia Zhu and the others, the golden name of "Supreme Myriad Manifestations Primordial Martial Great Dao Lord" leaped into their sea of ​​consciousness and suppressed them there.

In a daze, the group suddenly felt a jolt. In their hazy state, a blurry figure appeared deep within their consciousness, but before they could see it clearly, it was obscured by the boundless chaos.

In a daze, the group felt they had gained inexplicable and enormous benefits. As long as they had a thought or idea, countless wonderful ideas and martial arts truths would burst forth in their minds.

At this moment, heaven and earth resonated, and Su Yuchen descended back to the river of time, occupying more of the past, taking another step forward on the path of the Great Luo.

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Beyond the river of time and space, after occupying the foundation of this world, the Su Yuchen of the past in this world is constantly being occupied by the Su Yuchen of the present, returning to the beginning of this world.

As Su Yuchen reached out, the River of Time responded, and all of Xu Li's past memories were copied by the River of Time, forming another primordial spirit that landed in his hand.

"Interesting! They're visitors from another world."

"You're still a section-level civil servant. That's fine, then it'll be you."

Feeling the aura of the primordial spirit in his hand, the bronze mirror flashed, and a new star formed, which was Xu Li's previous world.

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The mutated world of Shushan.

Su Yuchen's figure fell from the infinite height and returned to reality. Looking at the primordial spirit in his hand, he casually stuffed a cultivation method belonging to the world of Shrouding the Heavens into it.

As the round mirror unfolded, it quickly locked onto a figure of only seven or eight years old in the imperial city, who was none other than the current crown prince.

"The Heaven-Covering Technique cultivates the furnace of qi and blood, which is perfectly suited for the martial arts of killing in the mortal world. Go! Merge with him, set things right, and recreate the universe."

As the clone Xu Liyuan's spirit merged with the other party, Su Yuchen turned his gaze away, no longer paying attention, lest he arouse the Dao Ancestor's sense of self.

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You travel back to the branch world of the Ming Dynasty, occupying more of the past and future.

[Your path to the Great Luo has progressed, and you have gained a deeper understanding of the authority of 'Supreme,' 'All Things,' and 'Primordial Martial'.]

You have discovered new world coordinates.

[The Supreme Authority is activated, causing the mutated Shu Mountain world to re-evolve and branch out, with the Humanity Imperial Court branch being established, and you will have a greater share of the future.]

Looking at the narration, Su Yuchen seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that his possession of the Supreme Authority was the result of the Dao Ancestor's deliberate indulgence.

"The Dao Ancestor merged with the Dao above all the heavens, occupying all the past and future of the Great Luo. Therefore, he must relinquish his supreme authority and truly transcend."

At this moment, Su Yuchen understood the Dao Ancestor's purpose.

Chapter 649 Entering the Southern Barbarians

Meanwhile, the young monk Xuanzhu put his white monk's robe and many magical treasures into his Qiankun bag, and then placed a restriction on the meditation room. Afterwards, he only kept an ordinary gray monk's robe and a pair of wings connected by blood. Then, holding a bowl in his hand, he headed towards the Southern Barbarians.

Along the way, the world was in turmoil with constant warfare and rampant bandits. Xuanzhu even stopped to help the emperor unify the land, which was a great deed.

But then he thought, as a powerful Golden Immortal, did that senior really care about the joys and sorrows of the mortal world? In any case, since he entered Shaolin, he had never seen any cultivators come down the mountain to help people. When he asked the old monk Lingxiu, the old monk only said that it was fate.

This is why Xuanzhu developed doubts about Buddhism, always feeling that something was wrong with the Buddhist community in this world.