Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Seeing this, Jiang Shu and Zhu Mei bowed respectfully, and the Book Immortal waved his sleeve and disappeared as well.

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Yan Shisan looked around. All he could see was a hazy grayness, with no sense of up, down, left, or right. He pointed, and a sword light disappeared into the mist.

After waiting a moment and receiving no response, Yan Shisan tentatively took a step forward.

Unexpectedly, after taking one step, the scene before me changed again, and I found myself in a muddy passage.

His internal energy moved spontaneously, transforming into sword light to protect him. He continued forward, and after a long time, the cliffs on both sides gradually rose, like the ravines of the Loess Plateau.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose behind Yan Shisan. Alert, Yan Shisan did not hesitate to turn around and block with a flying sword. With a 'thud,' a tremendous force surged forth, immediately forcing Yan Shisan to fly back dozens of feet.

Only then did he have a chance to see clearly that the one who had ambushed him was actually a yellowish-brown rock monster.

The monster looked at Yan Shisan, raised its fists, and slammed them hard into the ground. The ground rippled like waves, and after a burst of magical fluctuations, dozens of earth-yellow sword spikes bloomed like lotus flowers and stabbed towards Yan Shisan.

With a flick of his flying sword, Yan Shisan unleashed countless sword energies that surged in all directions, blocking the earth spikes like a tidal wave. Yan Shisan moved with his sword, and a hundred-foot-long sword light, like a stunning rainbow, streaked across the sky. Dozens of sword energies descended from the heavens, simultaneously striking the rock monster.

A flash of earthy yellow light appeared on the spot, and the rock monster merged into the earth like mud. The expected sword energy breaking the spell did not happen. Instead, the sword energy was directly swallowed by the soil.

The next second, the yellow earth that had absorbed the sword energy of Qingcheng rolled, and four yellowish-brown figures of 'Yan Shisan' appeared in front, behind, left, and right, each wielding a flying sword that simultaneously slashed at the middle Yan Shisan.

The four flying swords followed each other closely, cooperating with each other, and a simple sword formation, like a sword net, enveloped Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan's eyes flashed like lightning, his sword flashing repeatedly. He wielded the sword light like a fish swimming through the sword net, each sword energy either transforming into a gentle, yielding force, or becoming as powerful as a mountain or a sea, overwhelming with sheer force, or blending into the sword net with its own light...

A flying sword unleashed dozens of sword energies, striking, squeezing, pressing, stabbing, and flicking, filling the canyon and ravines with surging sword energy.

Chapter 662 Yan Shisan's Trial 2

In an instant, the canyon and ravines were filled with sword light like the sea and sword energy like flowing water. With his mind and sword energy in sync, they cooperated with each other, which made Yan Shisan more and more adept at the task.

The initial unfamiliarity with the Yuan Dan realm quickly faded away, and the control over the Yuan Dan and true qi became increasingly adept, with the sword skills of the past returning to his own.

Seizing the opportunity, Yan Shisan's sword flashed, and the flowing sword energy transformed into four long sword dragons. Under Yan Shisan's command, they attacked one of the yellow clay puppets. Meanwhile, he himself controlled the sword light and, taking advantage of the moment when the sword dragons cut through the sword net, stepped forward, leaped out of the tattered sword net, and unleashed ten consecutive sword strikes, aiming at the darker area on the puppet's chest.

With a 'crack', as the sword energy pierced the clay figure, the yellow clay figure fell to the ground.

Seeing that it was effective, Yan Shisan did not stop. With a turn of his sword, he darted like a swallow, skimming the cliff wall towards the clay figure on the left. His sword energy, like a rope, caught the flying sword of the figure. Without waiting for the other two figures to come to his aid, he struck the figure in the chest with his sword and then flew away.

Amidst the cracking sounds behind him, Yan Shisan had already arrived in front of another puppet. Using speed to counter speed, amidst the entanglement of sword lights, he used his sword like a swallow to deflect the opponent's flying sword.

When Yan Shisan landed, the last clay figurine had a hole through its chest and lay on the ground unwillingly.

………………

In a flash, Yan Shisan found himself amidst a sea of ​​fire.

After waiting for a long time, looking around, the expected monster did not appear. Yan Shisan rode the sword light and walked above the sea of ​​fire. The vast sea of ​​fire had no end in sight, and apart from the raging flames, there was no sign of life.

After a long while, Yan Shisan slashed down with his sword, carving out a platform on the cliff face above the sea of ​​fire. He landed on the platform, looked around, but no monsters appeared, nor did he give any hints.

"Isn't this a test of my swordsmanship?!" Yan Shisan thought to himself, and immediately released his flying sword to protect himself, sitting cross-legged on the platform to concentrate on sensing.

As he closed his eyes, above the sea of ​​fire, wisps of illusory flame rose from the leaping flames, transforming into a transparent firebird. With a swift slash of its wings, it pierced Yan Shisan's chest and heart.

Yan Shisan's vision blurred, and when he reappeared, he was back in his home on Earth, sitting at his computer desk, playing a single-player game.

"Xiao Yan, come out and eat!"

Outside, the mother swallow's voice could be heard.

Yan Shisan paused, his right hand holding the mouse paused, and he put the mouse down, saying, "It's here!"

He opened the door to find his parents sitting at the table in the living room, watching him. Seeing him come out, his mother scolded, "What are you standing there for? Come and eat! After you finish eating, go on a blind date. Don't be like your father, always staying alone."

Yan Shisan nodded and said, "Mom, I've told you so many times, don't call me Xiao Yan, it sounds like a girl. Besides, who would want me on a blind date? I have nothing to offer."

"Hmph, what's wrong with my son? My son..."

Amidst Yan's mother's nagging, Yan Shisan and Yan's father exchanged a helpless glance and quietly sat down at the table to eat.

……

After a long while, Yan Shisan put down his chopsticks, looked at his father and mother, and said, "Thank you."

Mother Yan scolded, "You silly boy, what are you thanking me for? I'm your mother."

Yan Shisan nodded and said:

"Thank you for allowing me to recall the past and not lose my way because of power."

"I can't bring myself to kill my parents, but I can kill myself."

Under the astonished gazes of Yan's father and mother, Yan Shisan raised his finger and pointed a sword at his own heart.

The scene before him shattered like glass. Yan Shisan opened his eyes, and the flames surrounding him gradually faded away under his gaze until they were completely extinguished.

Feeling the warmth in his heart, Yan Shisan raised his finger, and a tiny, illusory flame rose from his fingertip. The transparent and colorless flame seemed to reflect the human heart, with all kinds of desires as fuel. If one is not careful, one will ignite and become a torch, thus becoming one with this place and never being able to leave again.

………………

As Yan Shisan regained consciousness, the scenery before him changed again, transforming into a dilapidated temple.

Not far in front of Yan Shisan, there stood a withered old Taoist priest with only one finger on his right hand.

Their eyes met, and before Yan Shisan could speak, the old Taoist gave a command, and circles of clear light spread out behind him, transforming into a tower of pure and precious light.

The old Taoist remained still, and the nine-story pagoda behind him grew larger and larger like a mountain, descending upon Yan Shisan from the sky; the pagoda emitted a magnificent golden light, suppressing the true energy of Yan Shisan's dantian, forcing him to withstand the attack with his physical body.

The situation was sudden, and Yan Shisan, who had no time to react, could only choose to take the hit head-on. He manipulated his flying sword to protect himself, and three curtain-like sword lights enveloped him. At the same time, he used his hands to push and send himself away, using the force to leap backward.

Unexpectedly, three ribbon-like beams of light from the pagoda moved erratically, entangled with the sword light, and crashed straight into the retreating Yan Shisan.

With his arms numb from the force of the impact, Yan Shisan had no choice but to roll on the ground several times to avoid the pagoda's collision.

With a whoosh, the pagoda swept overhead. Yan Shisan glanced at it unintentionally and saw a Taoist statue on the first level of the pagoda, next to which were inscribed twenty characters: 'Nourish your Qi, forget words, and guard your mind; subdue your heart to achieve non-action. Know the origin in movement and stillness; in tranquility, who else is there to seek?'

The pagoda missed its target and, under the old Taoist's command, rose into the air and fell towards Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan's eyes were lifeless, his mind sinking into his sea of ​​consciousness, rapidly deducing those twenty words. He had a premonition that the key to breaking the deadlock lay in those twenty words.

Various strokes and sequences flashed through Yan Shisan's mind. Just as the pagoda was about to hit his head, Yan Shisan raised his right hand, and a stream of pure energy came out. The pagoda, which originally weighed more than a thousand pounds, was now as light as a feather and was lifted up by his palm.

"It is the introductory technique of a Taoist body-refining exercise. This step is to learn this technique."

Having grasped the key to this challenge, Yan Shisan immediately set off without hesitation. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, hooked his right hand at the base of the pagoda, moved with the pagoda, embraced it, and looked towards the second level of the pagoda.

A Taoist priest was seen breathing spiritual energy into the air, and beside him were inscribed the words: "Suddenly we met atop the mountain and by the lake, shaking hands in silence, our bodies like towers..."

"Mountaintop, lakeside, handshake, tower-like..."

Yan Shisan muttered to himself for a moment, then looked at the Taoist's hands on the pagoda. He saw that the Taoist's fingers were forming a hand seal, and immediately understood: "The mountain peak is the leader, and the lakeside is the dantian, which means the unity of mind and spirit; by forming this hand seal, one transforms into the pagoda..."

Immediately, the pure energy within his body circulated throughout his entire body under the guidance of the hand seals. Yan Shisan's bones emitted bursts of crackling sounds, like roasted soybeans, and a phantom tower base appeared beneath his feet.

"That's it!" Yan Shisan was overjoyed and immediately looked at the third floor.

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After a long time, when Yan Shisan finished looking at the engraving of the nine-story pagoda, an illusory nine-story pagoda had already surrounded him. As he withdrew his hand seal, the pagoda's illusory image merged with his physical body, and a transcendent feeling that could shatter heaven and earth arose spontaneously.

Yan Shisan laughed heartily, and without hesitation, following his heart's choice, he threw a punch into the air, breaking through the barrier amidst a series of booming sounds.

Chapter 663 Zhu Mei's Dissolution

After breaking through the barrier, Yan Shisan returned to the gray mist, the only difference being that a golden light now enveloped him above his head.

Yan Shisan looked up and saw a phantom book holding up characters the size of thousands of grains of rice, floating in the air.

As the first two characters, "Zhou Tian," came into view, countless characters flowed down and poured into Yan Shisan's sea of ​​consciousness; it was the "Zhou Tian Hun Yuan Zhen Jing" (True Scripture of the Primordial Chaos of Zhou Tian).

When he awoke, he was already standing on the jade platform, and the immortal in the book looked at him with an expression of admiration that suggested he was a promising student.

Before Yan Shisan could express his gratitude, the Immortal in the Book waved his hand, and the book, which was neither gold nor jade, transformed into a long sword of gold and jade amidst flashes of spiritual light.

As the longsword appeared, a fierce aura spread out. The dark red aura was almost tangible, appearing extremely ferocious. Unfortunately, a crack in the center of the sword almost split it in two, as if it might shatter into dust at any moment.

The old man, who was actually a fairy in the book, looked at the longsword and sighed softly. Then, he waved his hand, and the longsword came to Yan Shisan.

“Take it. But with your cultivation level, trying to refine this sword is just wishful thinking. You might as well stay here and cultivate until you reach the Golden Immortal realm before leaving,” said the Book Immortal.

Before Yan Shisan could answer, a clever force had already pushed his right hand toward the longsword.

"No!" The Book Fairy's expression changed, and she hurriedly stopped him.

However, Yan Shisan was powerless at this moment. As his right hand pressed down on the longsword, a voice said, "Circulate your true energy."

"Master!" Yan Shisan's heart stirred, and he immediately followed the instructions to circulate the newly cultivated Zhou Tian Hun Yuan True Qi.

The next moment, his true energy and the longsword became one, and he controlled the sword. A fierce sword light swept through the cave and rushed towards Zhu Mei.

"You...how could you be so reckless!" the Book Fairy said, her face grim.

Unfortunately, Yan Shisan was controlled by the sword at this moment, and his eyes were filled with ferocity and ruthlessness. Looking at Zhu Mei in front of him, he noticed that a certain aura on her body was extremely dazzling. It was the aura brought by the secret technique of the Emei Sect.

"I hate it! I hate that heaven and earth are so biased!!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Slaughter heaven and earth to protect all living beings!!!"

Boundless hatred and killing intent overwhelmed Yan Shisan's consciousness. With a flick of his sword, the sword energy surged like a long river, instantly engulfing Zhu Mei.

Zhu Mei had just sensed the extremely violent sword intent when the river of sword energy completely turned his body to ash. His celestial-level divine soul panicked and lost all composure within the river of sword energy.

With a flick of his Taoist robe, Jiang Shu unleashed a sword light as dazzling as the Milky Way, from which countless ancient stars emerged. The sword energy intertwined and formed an array, twisting and breaking through the long river of sword energy, sweeping Zhu Mei's primordial spirit away from the cave.

"Roar!"

A roar came from behind, and the river of sword energy transformed into a black ferocious beast, Qiongqi, which followed closely behind with Yan Shisan's sword light, whose eyes were bloodshot. With a "boom", two sword lights, each a thousand feet long, broke through the restrictions of Golden Whip Cliff and swept across the sky above Qingcheng Sect one after the other, heading towards the heavens.

Countless Qingcheng disciples glanced at it briefly, but were immediately captivated by the sword energy; the chilling aura seeped into their bones and froze their souls.

"Ding!"

A crisp clang rang out, and the sky above suddenly changed. Endless sword light swept across tens of thousands of miles, the pale sword light like a cold sun, sword energy scattering like rays. Behind the huge mushroom cloud, a muffled groan came.

Immediately, Jiang Shu was seen tumbling down on his sword, causing a thousand-foot-long rift to open in the sky. A thousand-foot-long sword light then hurtled toward Jiang Shu with murderous intent.

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"Buzz!"

The next second, the void rippled like water, and an eleven or twelve-year-old boy and a couple who looked like immortals arrived one after the other above the Qingcheng Sect.

It was none other than Li Jingxu, the founder of the Qingcheng School, and Qi Shuming, the head of the Emei School.

Before Qi Shuming could see clearly, he saw Li Jingxu casually wave his hand, and a golden light from his sleeve transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, which grabbed the extremely fierce sword light. Then, the golden light rolled up and transformed into a whisk, pulling Yan Shisan, who was holding a sharp sword, to his side.

Li Jingxu pointed a finger at Yan Shisan's brow, and streams of black energy, like ink, were drawn out from Yan Shisan's brow, churning endlessly in his palm. With a wave of Li Jingxu's hand, a flame burned away all the black energy.

Only then did Jiang Shu ride his sword light to a spot not far from Li Jingxu and Qi Shuming.

At this moment, Jiang Shu was no longer the celestial being he once was. His Taoist robes were tattered, and a bloodstained sword wound stained his chest, with wisps of black and red sword light occasionally emanating from it, clearly indicating that he was powerless to clear away the sword energy.

Li Jingxu pointed a finger, and a wisp of true energy wrapped around Jiang Shu's chest, pulling out strands of sword light. He casually squeezed his hand, extinguishing the sword energy, before scolding, "How dare you! You dare to provoke the flying sword of a Golden Immortal? Jiang Shu, do you really want your disciple to inherit the Qingcheng lineage?"

Jiang Shu smiled bitterly and said, "Please forgive me, Ancestor. Thirteen has already formed his Yuan Dan and, according to custom, is qualified to undergo the trial. I just didn't expect him to be the destined one for this divine weapon."

Li Jing gave a snort, looked at the unconscious Yan Shisan beside her, and said:

"You are indeed a person with good fortune. Since your disciple has been recognized by the lineage in the back mountain, he is destined to be a person."

"That's it! That's it!"

"Since that's the case, the old Taoist priest won't break his promise, so he will be the next leader of the Qingcheng Sect."

Jiang Shu raised his left hand bitterly, holding a phantom soul that had fallen into a coma. He said, "The divine weapon went berserk. My junior brother Zhu Mei and I couldn't dodge in time. He was swept into the sword river by the flying sword, but... but only his soul was left. His physical body turned to ash."

"Hmph!" Li Jingxu snorted coldly and said, "It's already good luck that you two were able to survive under the flying sword of a Golden Immortal. If his cultivation hadn't been too weak and unable to control the sword light, a single sword aura would have prevented you two from even having a chance to reincarnate."

Jiang Shu bowed and said, "It was my recklessness. I am willing to accept the punishment according to the sect rules and spend three years in seclusion in the back mountain to rebuild my Dao heart."

Li Jingxu glanced at him, snorted, and with a wave of his hand, stuffed Zhu Mei's unconscious soul into his sleeve, saying, "It's too late to say anything now. This old Taoist can only send him to reincarnate and start cultivating again. But since he has been disintegrated in the hands of your disciple, it is your disciple who will guide him back to the Qingcheng Sect in the future to fulfill the karma."

“That is only right,” Jiang Shu replied, bowing.

Li Jingxu pondered for a moment and said:

“Your disciple’s cultivation is too weak. In the future, he will travel all over the mountains and rivers to guide Zhu Mei back to Qingcheng. Without a protective treasure, it will not be very safe.”

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the flying sword, and three black and red sword energies fell off, turning into three strands of hair that hung down in front of Yan Shisan's forehead.

He then reached out and wiped his hand, and streaks of cyan sword light in his hand resealed the flying sword.