Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

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"If any of these people make a move, it will be seen as bullying the weak. As long as they have any shame, the others will not make a move. With my true energy, I still have the ability to strike with all my might."

"Unless Liaofan wants to ruin Shaolin's reputation, he'll have to endure it today. Rather than waiting for him to cause trouble later, we should teach him a lesson today."

"Let him know the principle of not looking down on a poor young man. Besides, I am not a poor young man, but the future master of Mingjian Manor."

Yi Yun chuckled and said, "I underestimated you before. I never thought I could be so wrong."

Yi Yuchen offered a stick of incense and said calmly, "Having experienced such a great change, one should always strive to make some progress."

Yi Yun let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

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Meanwhile, Zhishan and his companions left the main gate of Mingjian Manor and walked further and further away until they could no longer be seen. Only then did Liaofan not be able to help but ask, "Why did Senior Brother Zhishan leave in such a hurry?"

Grandpa Gong from the Liuhe Sect in Cangzhou said anxiously, "That's right, why did the master leave without saying a word? Didn't you say you would take back your disciples?"

Zhi Shan chuckled coldly and said, "Your disciples are probably not coming back. If you go to beg them, you might be able to get a corpse."

Liao Fan frowned and said, "Senior Brother means that Yi Yun killed them all?"

Zhi Shan shook his head: "It might not be Yi Yun!" As he spoke, he released his right hand, revealing that one of his palms was blood red and swollen, like an inflated pig's belly, with a spot of bright red in the center that remained congealed.

"This is..." asked Old Master Gong from Liuhemen in Cangzhou.

Liao Fan frowned even more, saying in disbelief, "It was that child? He broke Senior Brother's Great Hand Seal!"

Zhi Shan withdrew his right hand into his sleeve, clasped his hands together, and said, "This old monk was destined for this calamity. I never expected that he would comprehend the sword intent at such a young age, and his sword energy is like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone. My Great Handprint is ruined. Without five or six years of arduous training, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach my current level again."

Iron Fist Sect's Hong Entong frowned and said, "He's only a few years old, how could he possibly break the master's Great Handprint? Even I, Hong, would have to admit defeat when facing the master's Great Handprint skill."

Old Master Gong thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that old cripple Yi Yun who made the move in secret?"

Zhi Shan just smiled dismissively. A hint of displeasure flashed across Old Master Gong's face, but he dared not offend Wutai Mountain.

Liao Fan shook his head and interjected, "Yi Yun, with his status, would never stoop to such a sneak attack. Alas, we all misjudged him; the Famous Sword Manor has a worthy successor. From now on..."

Master Zhishan knew what he was thinking and shook his head...

“We are far away in the north, while Mingjian Manor is located in the south. Even if they want to cause trouble for us, they have to be able to reach us first.”

"Besides, our probing was just human nature! Now that we've killed him and lost face, if he causes trouble in the future, we'll just have to accept it."

Unable to reach a consensus, the four arrived at the inn and had no choice but to part ways.

When they saw that Fan and the monk Zhishan had gone off together in private, Old Master Gong and Hong Entong looked grim and quietly walked aside.

Old Master Gong said...

“His Buddhist sect is powerful and wealthy, and they are not afraid of retaliation from the Famous Sword Manor. My Liuhe Sect is a small and insignificant sect, and we cannot afford to offend the Famous Sword Manor. Once that kid grows up, what chance will the Liuhe Sect have?”

"They came up with the idea, and now that things have gone wrong, they've abandoned us immediately. Those bald monks are such bastards..."

"Shh!" Hong Entong stopped him, "Old man, watch your words. We still have to make a living in the North."

Old Master Gong scoffed, "You're not afraid of offending a behemoth like Famous Sword Manor? I am!"

Instead of answering, Hong Entong asked, "Does the old man have any insightful opinions?"

Old Master Gong shook his head and muttered to himself, "The older one gets in the martial world, the more timid one becomes. If I can't afford to offend the Famous Sword Manor, can't I at least humble myself and act subserviently?"

Hong Entong said helplessly, "What do we have that would be of interest to others?"

The two exchanged a glance and then looked at each other in bewilderment.

Chapter 167 Another Guest Arrives

You successfully repelled Wutai Zhishan, putting pressure on the others.

[Having realized they were no match for the Six Harmonies Sect and the Iron Fist Sect of the Famous Sword Manor, they were willing to offer up a trade route to the north to demonstrate their sincerity.]

[You have inadvertently expanded the financial resources of the Famous Sword Manor, impressed Yi Yun, and brought you one step closer to mastering the Eight Forms of Famous Swordsmanship.]

After seeing the person off, Yi Yuchen glanced at the narrator and then knelt back down in his original position to continue circulating his true energy. He didn't know who he would face next, so he wanted to increase his strength as much as possible.

For the rest of the time, no more visitors came to offer sacrifices until evening. Yi Yun didn't think much of it. After having dinner with the two children, he sent them back to rest.

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After Yi Yuchen finished telling the story, little Yi Jifeng refused to sleep. Yi Yuchen had a sudden thought, quietly checked his pulse, and nodded.

The little guy has been consuming medicinal cuisine daily, and his body has already accumulated enormous potential, which just hasn't been developed yet. It's too early to teach him Qi cultivation, but it's the perfect time to change his physical constitution.

"How about I teach you something fun?" Yi Yuchen said, looking at the excited little kid.

Xiao Yi sat up abruptly, nodded, and asked, "What's fun? The 'whoosh whoosh' sword technique?" He waved his fingers as he spoke.

Yi Yuchen shook his head, seeing the disappointment in his eyes, and couldn't help but laugh: "It's more fun than that. This game is called 'Catch the Little Mouse'."

Children are the most innocent and pure, with simple thoughts. In addition, Yi Yuchen used a trace of the Soul-Capturing Technique, which quickly made him understand the cultivation path of the "I Ching Bone Forging Chapter".

[You taught Yi Jifeng the Nine Yin Manual, the Yi Jing Bone Forging Chapter, and his aptitude began to improve, his potential increased, his achievements became greater, and he went further on the path of martial arts.]

Seeing the system's prompts, Yi Yuchen smiled slightly and immersed himself in his cultivation, trying his best to improve his strength without using the body's original essence.

As midnight approached, Yi Yuchen frowned, his Dao Heart issuing a warning. He couldn't help but frown inwardly, "Here we go again!" He immediately got up and quietly left the room.

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As he picked up the longsword from the weapon rack, two men in black stood silently behind him. One was graceful and obviously a woman, while the other was burly and obviously a man.

The two appeared silently, landing without a trace of wind, clearly far superior to the group from last night. Even so, they were still taken aback when they saw Yi Yuchen upon landing.

Yi Yuchen glanced at them; both men had long, clean, and slender fingers on their right hands, gripping their swords firmly, clearly indicating good swordsmanship. The longswords they held were just ordinary iron swords that could be bought casually from a blacksmith's shop along the way, their origins unknown.

The woman's hands were beautiful, and it was impossible to tell whether she had practiced other martial arts; the other man, on the other hand, had a thin callus on his left hand, which, although cleansed by medicine, still left traces.

Having lived through several lifetimes, Yi Yuchen could tell at a glance that the man practiced Huashan martial arts. He raised an eyebrow, looked at the masked man in black, and said with certainty, "You are a disciple of the Huashan Sect? Your Shattered Jade Fist is quite good."

"As for you, I can't tell your background yet?" Yi Yuchen said, looking at the woman.

He brandished his longsword and asked, "You two come from prestigious sects, and you've come uninvited in the dead of night. Are you also after the sword techniques of the Famous Sword Manor?"

The two men, dressed in black and masked, exchanged a glance. The man cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Yi is very knowledgeable. I was presumptuous to come uninvited. I am truly ashamed."

After saying that, he stepped aside, abandoning his intention to make a move. The woman said, "If you can guess that he is a disciple of the Huashan Sect, why don't you guess my background?"

Yi Yuchen flicked his wrist, the tip of his sword dancing with three sword flowers, and said, "You make your move."

The woman remained silent, raising her long sword. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound. She swung the sword nine times from right to left and then from left to right, creating nine sword flowers with extraordinary speed.

"Kunlun Sect's 'Nine Appearances of the Cloud Dragon'? No, your moves are more agile and lively, not as dense and swift as Kunlun Sect's." Yi Yuchen raised his long sword, and the same moves were as dense as falling snow and as swift as wind and rain.

The woman was taken aback. You see, she learned this sword technique after she had seen it before, pondered it for a long time, consulted her master, and practiced it continuously.

Yi Yuchen learned it after just one demonstration, and even used it more skillfully than she did. His talent was so high that he had never seen it before, and he was stunned for a moment.

Little did she know that in her previous life, Yi Yuchen and the Kunlun Sect were old neighbors. Later, when A Niu became the King of Mo Nan, He Taichong and his wife from the Kunlun Sect, fearing retaliation, actually handed over the "Two Elements Sword Technique" and the Kunlun Sect's secret manual "Flying Dragon Nine Forms," ​​which neither of them could master.

Yi Yuchen already knew this move, "Nine Appearances of the Cloud Dragon," in his previous life, but now he was suffering from insufficient skill and could only unleash six sword flowers.

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After a moment of stunned silence, the woman stomped her foot and let out a cold snort, clearly extremely annoyed. With a tap of her foot, she thrust her sword horizontally, the tip of which trembled up and down, aiming directly at Yi Yuchen's three acupoints: Tiantu, Tanzhong, and Jiuwei.

"The vast desert sands, the Kunlun School sword technique." Yi Yuchen frowned, and when the blade was about to touch her, he twisted his wrist and thrust the long sword in his hand towards her Shenmen acupoint on her wrist, which was a move called "Supporting Righteousness and Expelling Evil".

Before the woman could even change, Yi Yuchen's wrist trembled slightly, and his longsword shook, transforming into "Awe-inspiring Righteousness." As Yi Yuchen's longsword changed, the tip of the sword pointed at the woman's right shoulder, and the blade was already resting on her sword tip, the blade trembling slightly and making a "humming" sound.

The woman felt a powerful, unyielding force emanating from the tip of the sword, causing her fingers to go numb and her to release the sword from her grasp.

Seeing the longsword fly brightly into the night sky, Yi Yuchen flicked his wrist and used the move "Loyal Heart and Azure Blood". The tip of the longsword in his hand fell like a phoenix nodding, and as the tip rebounded, it hit the center of the falling longsword.

The longsword flew forward again, and the woman instinctively reached out to catch it, already holding the longsword in her palm.

These few moves were swift and agile, and before the woman could react, they had already completed a round of attacking, disarming, and returning the sword.

The woman's expression was inscrutable. She looked at Yi Yuchen, snorted coldly, held the long sword upside down behind her back, and stepped aside without saying a word.

The Huashan Sect disciple stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Young Master Yi's martial arts are extraordinary. We are humbled and will come to apologize tomorrow. Please convey our apologies to Senior Yi."

Yi Yuchen casually tossed the longsword onto the weapon rack, shook his head, and said, "First, she is not a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, and I did not recognize the origin of her martial arts; second, what we just compared was only a contest of skills, not internal strength; so it can only be considered a draw!"

The man shook his head. Thinking of Yi Yuchen's age, he had no other thoughts. He was more than ten years older than him, but his swordsmanship was far inferior to that of the child in front of him.

Moreover, Yi Yun was lurking in the shadows at Mingjian Manor. After thinking it over, he realized he had indeed been too reckless tonight. So he tugged at the woman's sleeve, bowed again, and the two of them climbed over the wall and left.

"Didn't you realize her background?" a voice said from behind.

Yi Yuchen turned to look at Yi Yun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, nodded to Yi Liang, and then said, "It's not surprising that I don't recognize him. I've only seen some descriptions of martial arts in my study notes. I've never left the Famous Sword Manor, so how could I possibly recognize the martial arts of all schools?"

The old man Yi Yun smiled at him and stopped asking the question. Instead, he said something else: "Mingjian Manor has been passed down for eight generations, and each generation has had outstanding talents. But your talent, comprehension, and skills are the best I have ever seen in my life."

After saying that, he smiled and gestured for Yi Liang to push him back. Yi Yuchen stayed for a while longer, and after confirming that no one was coming, he went back to cultivate.

Chapter 168 Overcoming the difficulties and entering the secret room instance

At noon on the third day, Yi Yuchen was circulating his inner energy in the mourning hall when the narration system suddenly popped up...

You defeated Murong Xue, a disciple of Qingfeng Temple of Emei, and Situ Liang, the senior disciple of Huashan Sect, admitted that his swordsmanship was inferior to yours. Your chivalrous reputation has spread far and wide.

[With the help of Master Gong, the leader of the Six Harmonies Sect, and Hong Entong of the Iron Fist Sect, your reputation is spreading farther and faster.]

[Situ Liang is among the top three of the younger generation in the Central Plains martial arts world, but he admits that his swordsmanship is inferior to yours. Your strength has been recognized by the younger generation of disciples from various sects, and the prestige of the Famous Sword Manor has once again intimidated you, little brat.]

Some people look forward to your growth, while others want to stifle you. Fame is a troublesome thing.

The Huashan Sect, Emei Qingfeng Temple, Kunlun Sect, South China Sea Sect, the Shanxi Five Tigers Broken Gate Knife Lü Clan, and the Luoyang Golden Knife Sect will all come to offer sacrifices.

Looking at the narration prompts, Yi Yuchen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had passed the dangerous period for beginners ahead of time. Once he was sure there was no danger, he could cultivate at his own pace.

Just as Yi Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief, announcements began to come from outside the gate...

"Situ Liang, a disciple of the Huashan Sect, and Murong Xue, a disciple of the Qingfeng Temple of Emei, have come to pay their respects!"

"Kunlun Sect disciple Song Zhiyuan pays his respects!"

"Ippei from the South China Sea Sword Sect has come to pay his respects!"

"Lu Yueyang of the Lu family, known as the Five Tigers of Shanxi, the Severing Knife Clan, pays homage!"

"Golden Saber King Taiping of the Golden Saber Sect of Luoyang has come to pay his respects!"

Even Yi Yun, who had been silently facing the ancestral tablet at the head of the table, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, turning his wheelchair to look towards the gate. As figures entered one after another, a rare trace of relief appeared on Yi Yun's face.

Next, everyone who came to pay their respects offered sacrifices, and Yi Yuchen led Yi Jifeng in returning the greetings. Afterwards, the old steward invited them to a side hall to serve tea.

In the side hall, Yi Yun looked at the younger generation from various sects who had come and nodded, saying, "Thank you all for coming from afar. Please forgive any shortcomings in the hospitality of Mingjian Manor."

Situ Liang cupped his hands and said...

"Please accept my condolences, senior. The Mingjian Manor has a worthy successor, and I believe your son's spirit in heaven would be comforted."

“Every generation of Mingjian Manor has produced outstanding successors, and this generation has someone as talented as Young Master Yi. Mingjian Manor has no worries about the future.”

Since everyone was already there, no one would deliberately cause trouble or embarrassment. After exchanging compliments, everyone took their leave.

After that, Mingjian Manor returned to tranquility, and there were no more uninvited guests at night.

After seven days of mourning, Yi Yuchen and Yi Jifeng carried the coffin out of the funeral hall and buried Yi Tianfeng and his wife.

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After dinner that day, Yi Yun had the old steward take Yi Jifeng away, glanced at Yi Yuchen, and said, "Come with me!"

After speaking, he pushed the wheelchair forward, bypassing several corridors and secret passages, and arrived at a side hall. Yi Yun turned the mechanism and opened a downward secret passage.

The secret passage was surrounded by granite blocks weighing thousands of pounds, blocking any possibility of entry or exit from other places. Along the way, Yi Yun deactivated the traps and mechanisms for entry and exit. The two had not traveled far before they arrived at the door of a secret passage.

Yi Yun waved his hand, pushed open the closed stone door, and walked in. A stone platform was revealed, on which eight long swords floated. The swords were of different shapes and exuded different sword auras and sword intents.

Yi Yun stared at the stone platform in silence. After a long while, he finally sighed softly and said…

"The reason why Mingjian Manor stands proudly in the martial arts world is because of the martial arts of Mingjian Manor, which have been passed down from generation to generation. And each generation of successors has their own swordsmanship, all because of these few divine swords."

"In the past, I learned the martial arts of seven of the eight divine weapons from them, which is why Yi Yun of the Famous Sword Manor became famous in the martial arts world."

"Your father was of average talent. Although he didn't have the opportunity to comprehend his own famous sword techniques, he shouldn't have been unable to grasp the martial arts described here. Unfortunately, a great upheaval back then caused him to lose heart and fall into despair. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily defeated..."

"Your talent and aptitude are unparalleled in the world. As long as you can understand the martial arts on these eight precious swords, you will be able to master the highest martial arts of the Famous Sword Manor: the Eight Forms of Famous Swords."

"Originally, there was another person who also had the opportunity to master the highest sword techniques of the Famous Sword Manor, just like you. Unfortunately, he became a disgrace to the Famous Sword Manor."

Looking at the eight longswords of different shapes in front of him, Yi Yuchen said, "Grandpa is talking about the owner of the sword nailed to the plaque of the Famous Sword Manor?"