Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

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After putting the silk scroll away, he changed the subject and continued...

"At the farm, we should continue to recruit orphans and children from the north, especially from Lüliang and Chang'an. After training them, we can have the caravans take them back to work."

"People have clan values, and only locals are more easily accepted by other locals. Well, this is just a side move, and it's uncertain whether it will be useful."

Yi Liang nodded. Before he could speak, Yi Yuchen waved his hand, and a moment later, a knock was heard on the door.

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"Big brother, are you in there?" Yi Jifeng knocked on the door.

"come in!"

Upon hearing Yi Yuchen's voice, Yi Jifeng pushed open the door and turned left, where he saw both Yi Yuchen and Yi Liang. He nodded without saying a word.

Yi Yuchen knew he had something to say, so he said to Yi Liang, "Let's leave it at that for now. You can handle the rest as soon as possible."

After seeing Yi Liang off, Yi Yuchen asked, "What's wrong? Why were you in such a hurry to see me?"

Yi Jifeng remained silent, stomped his feet, and crossed his arms in front of his chest. As the true energy circulated, two 'buzzing' sounds rang out beside him, and the two streams of true energy transformed into the Xuanwu Heavy Sword and the Wooden Iron Sword.

As he made a sword-finger gesture with his right hand, two long swords, shaped like swimming fish, one fat and one thin, one fast and one slow, circled around him continuously.

As he guided his sword, the two weapons displayed sword techniques that were similar in style but completely different in spirit.

Chapter 190 Yi Jifeng's Swordsmanship

His Xuanwu Qi weapon was as thick and heavy as a mountain, as stable as the earth, indestructible, ancient and majestic. Every move he made was defensive, and the surrounding area was three zhang around him, providing impenetrable protection.

The wooden and iron qi weapons move like dragons playing in the water, carefree and unrestrained. Each move is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. The moves are swift, sometimes like a gentle drizzle, sometimes like a continuous stream, sometimes like a hidden sword blade, like an underwater current, concealed but not unleashed, but when they move, they are earth-shattering, like waves crashing against the shore.

Yi Yuchen nodded repeatedly, praising it...

"With your sword intent and sword energy naturally flowing, these two sword strikes alone demonstrate that your martial arts are already among the best in the world."

"However, the transitions between moves are not quite smooth enough. It's probably because this is your first time practicing, and you're not yet in complete control. Just practice more in the future."

"Well, did you show it to Grandpa? This generation of Famous Sword Manor can all master the Eight Forms of Famous Sword. He'll be overjoyed."

Yi Jifeng withdrew his true energy and dispersed his qi weapons before saying, "Not yet. I'd like to ask my elder brother for some pointers first. I'll go find Grandpa later."

Yi Yuchen nodded and said...

"Your Xuanwu Heavy Sword and Wood Iron Sword have reached a high level of mastery in sword intent, so I don't need to say anything more. You can just keep practicing in the future."

"As for the other three swords, you can observe them in the secret room at any time. You need to experience the sword techniques and artistic conception yourself."

"There's no need to rush to master the Qi Weapon. You can start cultivating the subsequent mental techniques once your sword intent has reached a high level."

Yi Jifeng nodded and said, "I also feel that my current true energy is more suitable for the sword intent of the Xuanwu Heavy Sword and the Wooden Iron Sword. Firstly, the total amount of true energy is insufficient, and secondly, it is not agile enough."

Yi Yuchen nodded and said, "Use your mind to control your qi, and your qi to control your sword. First, practice sword techniques and comprehend the sword's intent. Then, transform your true qi into weapons, and you will be able to control them from the heart..."

Yi Yuchen shared some of his cultivation insights before sending Yi Jifeng away.

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Deep in the woods outside the city.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Qin Sirong frowned when she saw Zhang Qiqiao again.

Zhang Qiqiao's expression darkened, and he said impatiently, "Don't meddle. I've called you here for something else."

"What is it?" Qin Sirong asked directly without asking any further questions.

Zhang Qiqiao said, "If Prime Minister Qin wants to regain his position, there will be many obstacles. Currently, Zhang Jun and Zhao Ding are the strongest opponents in the Council of State. You need to find out their whereabouts and, if necessary..."

Zhang Qiqiao made a throat-slitting gesture, and Qin Sirong nodded: "I understand, is there anything else?"

"How's it going with getting you infiltrated into the Famous Sword Manor?" Zhang Qiqiao asked.

As Qin Sirong looked around, she said, "This matter is very troublesome, and I haven't thought of a solution yet."

Zhang Qiqiao said, "The previous plan is scrapped. Don't rush. The more you rush, the more likely you are to leave a loophole. Take it slow, and there will always be an opportunity."

The two revised their plan. Zhang Qiqiao waited a while longer, but the mysterious man from before did not appear. Only then did he leave, relieved of his worries.

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The back garden of Mingjian Villa.

Yi Liang pushed Yi Yun's wheelchair and reported on the events that had occurred during this period.

Hearing that the newly improved Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment was about to be successfully refined, he was also very excited. He stroked his thighs with both hands, his expression full of excitement.

After a moment, once he had processed the news, he couldn't help but sigh and say...

"I have been disabled in both legs for many years. My meridians and bones are in a mess. I'm afraid it will be difficult to straighten out my meridians."

"The people of Medicine King Valley did try it back then, but even they couldn't figure it out. Sigh..."

Yi Liang, however, had an inexplicable confidence in Yi Yuchen, and upon hearing this, he said...

"Young Master Sun speaks so casually, but I'm afraid he has a plan in mind. Perhaps he has another way to handle this matter."

“Young Master Sun is a man of great wisdom, and his martial arts skills are now unfathomable. The disciples of Medicine King Valley are, after all, just ordinary people who study pharmacology and are not skilled in martial arts, so what they say may not be correct.”

Yi Yun nodded and said, "It's good to let him try. Whether he succeeds or not isn't that important. If he succeeds, everyone will be happy; if he fails, he'll at least put his mind at ease."

Then, when the conversation turned to Yi Yuchen's arrangements deep in the Lüliang Mountains, Yi Yun remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Since he has a plan, let's do as he says for now. This child, I wonder who he takes after..."

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As they were talking, Yi Jifeng walked over. He bowed and greeted them, and at that moment he changed his demeanor, acting methodically and calmly.

With just the simple gesture of cupping his hands, his palms and arms were as firm as pine trees, showing humility, politeness, and composure. He was clearly a gentleman with profound martial arts skills.

He looked up and revealed a face that blended strength and gentleness. His eyes were as black as lacquer, bright and spirited, with a surge of sword intent within them, occasionally revealing a glimmer of light.

"Huh? Jifeng, you've mastered the Eight Forms of the Famous Sword!" Yi Yun immediately noticed his grandson's talent.

"Grandpa has such discerning eyes. I have just mastered two of the mental techniques and incantations, and I was planning to ask Grandpa for some guidance." Yi Jifeng smiled slightly, exuding elegance.

Yi Yun burst into laughter, stroking his beard and saying, "Heaven has been kind to me; the Famous Sword Manor has a worthy successor!"

"Indeed, this is a series of joyous events!" Yi Liang also said with a smile. "Young Master's martial arts have reached a high level, and he will be famous throughout the world in the future. Famous Sword Manor will be worry-free for a hundred years."

Yi Yun nodded repeatedly, and after a moment, said, "Come, let me see your swordsmanship."

Yi Jifeng nodded, leaped up and landed three or four zhang away. He wrapped his arms around himself, and as his true energy spread, two qi weapons naturally appeared.

“Grandpa, this is my first time practicing, and my moves are not yet smooth enough. I can only demonstrate them one by one,” Yi Jifeng said.

Having said that, he left only a wooden and iron qi weapon by his side. As he made a hand seal with his right hand, the qi weapon moved at will, and his sword techniques were as agile as a swimming fish. His moves were swift and unpredictable, and he could do whatever he wanted with them.

As he moved, the sword followed his movements, bending and bending freely, shimmering with sword light around him like dazzling meteors, moving at extreme speed.

Suddenly, his swordsmanship changed, flowing like water across the land, penetrating everywhere. His sword momentum was swift and domineering, like water flooding the world, covering everything. With the change of moves, his swordsmanship was sharp and powerful, each move like a raging torrent.

The sword intent and sword energy can be switched at will, subtle and profound, even Yi Yun's own Heavenly Sword Eighteen Forms are no more than this.

As the Qi weapon in Yi Jifeng's hand dissipated, another Xuanwu Heavy Sword took shape.

At this moment, his swordsmanship changed again. Each move was steady and solid, like mountains and the earth, unbreakable and embodying the spirit of bearing all things. Each move seemed to carry the power of creation, and the sword whistled and roared as it danced, stirring up gusts of wind.

The swordplay was neither fast nor slow, yet it possessed an impenetrable and unbreakable aura, with countless sword energies swirling around his body, creating an impenetrable barrier.

The same sword techniques and moves, with only slight variations and different sword intents, produce completely different effects.

"Excellent! Excellent! I never imagined you would develop your own unique swordsmanship, honing your sword with your heart, enough to test your skills against the world." Yi Yun nodded repeatedly in praise.

"It's all thanks to Grandpa and my eldest brother for teaching me so well!" Yi Jifeng said, dispelling his inner energy and taking the wheelchair.

Yi Yun patted the back of his hand and said, "Originally, I wanted to teach you the Eighteen Forms of Heavenly Sword, but now I think it's better to let you learn it on your own."

As he spoke, he pulled a pale yellow book out of his sleeve, the words "Eighteen Forms of Heavenly Sword" on the cover written in bold, powerful characters.

Yi Yun handed it to him and said...

"This sword technique is the culmination of my life's work in swordsmanship. Your elder brother has already seen it. Now you can take it and learn it on your own. If you don't understand anything, come and ask me."

"Now that you have the opportunity to master the Eight Forms of the Famous Sword, do not slack off. Learn from your elder brother, master the sword technique as soon as possible, and forge your own path."

Yi Jifeng nodded and said, "Grandson will certainly live up to your expectations and not disappoint Grandpa and my elder brother."

“Your elder brother has no interest in fame. When you have mastered the swordsmanship, you will test your skills in the martial world and make the Famous Sword Manor famous throughout the land.” Yi Yun’s eyes were glazed over, as if he could see a long time from now.

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Chapter 191 Healing Yi Yun

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the quiet room, Yi Yuchen let out a long breath. As he opened his eyes, his bones cracked and popped. This was the twentieth day of his seclusion.

Yi Yuchen's eyes emitted an eerie purplish-blue light, his gaze deep and captivating, drawing people in with a single glance.

When he closed his eyes and then opened them again, his eyes returned to normal, and the eerie feeling was gone.

[Your Persian Mind Control Techniques Have Been Mastered]

[You have combined the Soul Transfer Technique with the Mind Control Technique into one; your Soul Control Technique has reached its peak.]

You can use your spirit to control other people's minds, create false illusions, deceive their senses, and fabricate false memories for them.

Even Yi Yuchen felt a wave of weariness after glancing at the system's narration...

"It concerns the soul and spirit. Cultivating the martial spirit is indeed not easy. Even with my clear Dao heart, it took me half a year to master this martial art."

"They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. With the wondrous use of the Soul-Capturing Technique, if I could convey my understanding of martial arts to others through eye contact, I wonder?"

"We still need to find someone to try it out. We don't have any experience yet, and if we're not careful, we could easily turn the other person into an idiot."

In the past, Bodhidharma transmitted the Zen lineage from mind to mind; you are not Bodhidharma.

[Your primordial spirit is too weak, lacking sufficient primordial spirit techniques. Your use of martial arts primordial spirit is too crude. Please choose your targets carefully.]

Young man, the road ahead is long and arduous; you must seek your path through the heavens. Do not be blindly complacent.

Upon seeing the system's narration pop up, Yi Yuchen's lips twitched. He wondered what was wrong with the narration system this time, so he immediately banished it from his mind, got up, and left the quiet room.

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In the study room.

In front of Yi Yuchen was a jade box, inside which was a whole piece of dark ointment that emitted a purplish-black luster.

A strange fragrance wafted from the box, filling the air.

Yi Yuchen never expected that he would receive news of the successful refining of the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment as soon as he came out of seclusion, and the finished product was even placed directly in front of him.

"You've already tried it? How was the result?" Yi Yuchen glanced at Yi Liang, who looked excited.

Yi Liang couldn't help but say with delight...

"The effect is excellent!"

"We specifically captured a group of notorious thieves and inflicted different injuries on them, which allowed them to recover to about 90% of their original condition."

"The recovery of bones is much faster than the recovery of meridians. Due to individual differences in tolerance, some people recover faster than others."

"Moreover, each person's will, physique, internal energy, and so on, have different effects on the recovery of injuries."

"The most seriously injured of them had all their bones shattered, but it took them five months to fully recover. Except for their bones, which are still relatively fragile, they are now no different from normal people."

"According to Mr. Yu, this secret medicine is almost identical to the Wanling Duanxu Ointment from Medicine King Valley? This is the complete record of the drug trials."

Yi Yuchen nodded, reached out and grabbed all the records, a thick stack of drug trial records involving more than seventy people. Even with Yi Yuchen's sharp eyesight, it took him a long time to look through them.

After repeatedly reviewing all the records and using his Dao Heart to calculate the errors, Yi Yuchen finally nodded after a long time...

Setting the record aside, Yi Yuchen said, "Go tell Grandpa to start preparing! I will begin treating him in three days."

Yi Liang's expression changed. He wanted to ask how confident he was, but then he held back and bowed before retreating.

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Three days later, in Yi Yun's bedroom.

Yi Liang personally stood guard outside the door. Yi Yuchen looked at the black jade bone-setting ointment, white cotton cloth, and a large basin of prepared lime paste on the table to make sure everything was ready.

Only then did a slight smile appear on his face as he looked at Yi Yun, who was sitting half-upright on the bed: "Grandpa, are you ready?"

Yi Yun took a deep breath, nodded, and remained silent.