The narration system of Wuxia Journey

With a burst of "crackling" sounds, Zhang Junbao stretched himself and realized that he had actually been sitting in the carriage for a whole day and night. He was surprised.

He twisted and moved left and right. With the crackling of bones, he did not feel back pain, leg numbness and foot pain. He could not help but play.

Opposite him, Taoist Wuchen opened his eyes and slapped him on the head.

"Master, why are you hitting me!" Zhang Junbao was having fun and was naturally unhappy to be slapped.

"Humph!"

Taoist Wuchen snorted and said, "You little monkey only knows how to play around. Now our master and disciple owe us a big favor. How can we repay it?"

Zhang Junbao smiled and said indifferently, "Master, don't worry. Brother Yi said that your disciple will be famous in the world in the future. When the time comes, I will naturally repay this favor."

Taoist Wuchen snorted, curled his lips and said nothing.

Zhang Junbao didn't care. He moved his body and said, "Master, this internal energy is really extraordinary. You see, we have been sitting here for a whole night, and our waists and legs are not sore. It's amazing!"

Taoist Wuchen sighed and said, "Of course, this set of internal energy is extraordinary. Even if it is not as good as the unique skills of Mingjian Villa, it will not be much worse. Alas..."

At this time, Taoist Wuchen's internal energy was all transformed into pure Yang Wuji true energy. As a result, after years of hard practice, after being purified and condensed by the Pure Yang Wuji Gong, there is only a strand slightly thicker than a finger.

Although the amount has decreased, the quality and power are incomparable.

He felt that his body was as strong as a cow, and he could overturn the carriage with ease. Of course, he also knew that this was an illusion of improved martial arts, but even so, Taoist Wuchen felt that he could beat ten of himself now!

From this, he knew the extraordinaryness of this internal energy method, and he was afraid that it was already one of the best mental methods in the world.

"Okay, okay, Master, don't worry!" Zhang Junbao patted his chest and said, "I'll take care of everything!"

As he said that, he had already jumped off the carriage, lifted the curtain, and said in a funny way: "Master, please get off the carriage!"

The Taoist Wuchen shook his head, picked up the bag beside him and got off the carriage, only to find that they were in a small courtyard.

Before the two of them went to find Yi Yuchen, the courtyard door had been opened, and Tie Niu led the waiter in with hot water, snow salt, and willow branches.

Seeing the two of them, he said: "You two are awake, the young master asked me to get hot water for you two to wash up. After you two have washed up, you can go to the front for dinner!"

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After the master and the apprentice had an unusually rich breakfast, it was time to say goodbye. The master and the apprentice were going to go left all the way to the Black Wind Village, while Yi Yuchen was going to turn right and go in another direction.

"Master Wuchen, Brother Junbao, we'll meet again! If you have any questions, you can come to Mingjian Villa to find me." Yi Yuchen bowed and said goodbye.

Taoist Wuchen bowed again and again and said, "Of course, of course! I wish Master Yi a smooth trip!"

"Brother Yi, you can also come to Qingfeng Temple when you are free. Our Qingfeng Temple is very interesting! My fellow disciples are very nice." Zhang Junbao said on the side.

The three agreed to meet again in the future. The master and disciple watched Yi Yuchen's carriage go away, and then they went all the way to Heifeng Village.

Not long after they left, Taoist Wuchen paused and stopped in place. Cold sweat ran down his forehead, which made Zhang Junbao puzzled: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Junbao, can you... can you still remember the appearance of Master Yi?" Taoist Wuchen stuttered.

Zhang Junbao didn't care and said with a smile: "What...can't...think...of this!"

As he spoke, Zhang Junbao also began to stutter. The master and the apprentice looked at each other and couldn't help but say at the same time: "You don't remember it either!"

Taoist Wuchen smiled bitterly...

"The more I thought about it just now, the more vague my impression became. Master Yi's face seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and it was foggy and I couldn't see it clearly."

"The more anxious I am, the less I can remember it. Now I don't have any impression at all!"

Zhang Junbao said with an inexplicable look: "I don't seem to remember it either!"

The master and the apprentice looked at each other and couldn't help but look at each other!

Suddenly, Zhang Junbao jumped behind Taoist Wuchen, back to back with him, and whispered: "Master, do you think Brother Yi is a ghost!"

Taoist Wuchen thought he had discovered something, and before he could get nervous, he slapped his forehead when he heard this, and felt that his mood became inexplicable!

"Hey, Master, it's just a joke!" Zhang Junbao said with a smile, "Hey, now you are not nervous anymore!"

The Taoist Wuchen snorted, ignored him, and walked away!

"Oh! Master, wait for me!" Zhang Junbao shouted.

Fortunately,The distance was not far, only the last ten miles were left, and after the two of them practiced the "Pure Yang Wuji Gong", they walked very fast, and just arrived at the Black Wind Village when the meeting was held.

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[Taoist Wuchen wanted to hang your portrait in Qingfeng Temple in the future for his disciples to admire, but he couldn't remember your face]

[Master and disciple Zhang Junbao found your abnormality, but they didn't understand your realm, they just thought your martial arts were unfathomable]

In the carriage, Yi Yuchen was slightly stunned when he saw the system's narration. It turned out that since leaving Mingjian Villa, he had covered himself with his soul to regulate the circulation of the heavenly true qi. In the eyes of outsiders, they can naturally see his appearance when they meet, but once they leave, they will naturally forget his appearance as time goes by.

Yi Yuchen smiled. This is just the instinct of the body after reaching the innate extreme and practicing the soul. As the soul becomes stronger, there will be more and more strange phenomena. Shaking his head, Yi Yuchen didn't care about it. For him, it was just an insignificant matter.

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The master and his apprentice squeezed through the chaotic crowd and squeezed into the center. Only then did they see a young man standing on the middle stage.

The young man had a clear and upright look, was polite and well-mannered, and had a hint of sharpness in the spring breeze...

"Thank you fellow martial artists for your respect. I am Yi Jifeng, representing Mingjian Villa to participate in the alliance."

"Since today we are discussing heroes with martial arts, Yi Jifeng is willing to learn from you. If anyone has any objection to Mingjian Villa leading the Jiangnan martial arts, please come on stage to compete."

He said and bowed to the people around him. There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but no one was willing to go on stage.

Zhang Junbao squeezed in the crowd, watching no one willing to go on stage, and couldn't help whispering: "Master, why is no one going up? Don't you even dare to compete? This is too..."

"Shh!"

Taoist Wuchen made a gesture to silence him, pulled him aside, and then pointed to the six people in white lined up on the opposite side of the arena and said...

"See, those people are one of the seventeen sword servants of Mingjian Villa! They are all top masters in the world. In terms of martial arts and strength, there is no one stronger than Mingjian Villa!"

"The martial arts fellows here can't even beat the sword servants under their command, let alone the young master of Mingjian Villa!"

"But this is also good. Mingjian Villa is the leader of the Jiangnan martial arts world. If everyone works together, they can rescue General Yue and crush Qin Hui's conspiracy."