The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Just as everyone was discussing, something strange happened.

First, someone noticed that the weapon in his hand was vibrating. At first, he thought that his companions were joking with him.

But as time passed, everyone noticed something unusual. The weapons in their hands were vibrating continuously and they couldn't hold them.

The next moment, there was a continuous sound of "swishing". All the martial artists holding swords automatically unsheathed their swords and flew into the air.

"Look!" someone exclaimed.

Everyone followed his finger and saw that the deep pit surrounded by Mingjian Villa was constantly emitting purple-blue light, like a bright pearl on the ground.

Without waiting for everyone to discuss, a figure sitting cross-legged slowly floated up from the bottom of the pit, three feet in the air, and just sat cross-legged in the void.

And the purple-blue light was the phenomenon caused by his body-protecting true qi automatically protecting the master!

"Hiss, the true qi is four feet away from the body and turns into a protective qi wall. How deep the internal strength is required." Someone who knows the goods exclaimed immediately.

Xie Zheng patted the folding fan in his hand and said: "Four feet away from the body, the true qi turns into reality. This... at least requires a hundred years of true qi."

As soon as this was said, everyone "wowed" and took a breath of cold air.

"Young Master Dayi is a natural talent. When he was a teenager, he could defeat the eldest disciple of Huashan. Today I finally saw it." Someone exclaimed.

Someone echoed: "Young Master Dayi has not left Mingjian Villa for several years. Now that he has come out, he is enough to be called the best in the world with his unprecedented internal strength."

Some people are happy here, and naturally some people are unhappy. Fayuan Luohan of Jinshan Temple remained silent.

Everyone exchanged glances. Although the dirty things of Shaolin and Mingjian Villa were not said explicitly, the rumors had already spread all over the world.

In recent years, Mingjian Villa has been suppressing Buddhism, both openly and covertly. Even Jinshan Temple has been suppressed by Mingjian Villa and cannot leave West Lake.

Moreover, in recent years, all Shaolin monks have avoided the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. Even when begging for alms, they rarely set foot in Mingjian Villa. This can explain everything.

However, whether it is Shaolin or Mingjian Villa, they are not something that ordinary people can afford to provoke. One is the leader of Buddhism, and the other is the leader of Jiangnan Wulin!

………………

Just when everyone had their own thoughts, the figure sitting cross-legged in the void, a series of deep blue electric lights moved up and down, like a dragon, shuttling back and forth.

At the moment the electric light appeared, the swords floating in the air lined up by themselves, like two long sword dragons, wrapping the figure in the center.

As the palms of the figure's hands, a dark and bright true qi ball emerged, like a pigeon egg-sized gem.

The long dragons of swords and knives surrounding him made a clanging sound, as if cheering for him. The two long dragons of swords and knives, one on the left and one on the right, swam around him quickly.

In an instant, the sword and knife intents burst out.

The former was like a king sitting on the throne, emitting a domineering and extraordinary kingly sword aura that illuminated the world. The long swords were like the scales of a giant dragon king, with a trace of sword aura.

The latter was like an immortal king descending to the earth, noble and elegant with a misty fairy aura, as if it was not a sword from the human world. Once the sword aura came out, ten thousand swords surrendered, commanding ten thousand swords, supreme and noble, supreme and great.

As the true energy around the figure gradually gathered, a flash of light like lightning flashed by, blinding everyone's eyes, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes with tears.

When everyone opened their eyes again, the figure was standing quietly beside the deep pit, with a head full of flying hair pinned behind his head with only a simple branch.

Although his clothes were ragged, his sleeves fluttered like an immortal stepping into the mortal world. When people saw him, they couldn't help but feel ashamed, thinking that they were the most ordinary one.

………………

[You are locked by… Qi]

[This world is not spiritual,… Qi is about to dissipate]

[You are locked by… Qi, you will be attacked]

[You are hit by a trace of heavenly thunder]

[You forcefully absorb a trace of heavenly thunder, your body is tempered, your true Qi is tempered, your Yuanshen is tempered, and you are blessed]

[You feel a trace of the power of heavenly thunder]

[Your body evolves, your muscles are like gold and your bones are like jade, and your body is invulnerable to all poisons and will not decay for ten thousand years]

[Your Yuanshen possesses a trace of illusory heavenly thunder power, which restrains all evil, and all true Qi, magic, poison, etc. targeting the soul will be ineffective or weakened]

Until he absorbed that trace of heavenly thunder, Yi Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was too arrogant before.

If the heavenly thunder was not as thin as a hair and half a foot long, he would have died if it was a little more.

If one does not cultivate one's mind, body, qi, and skills at the same time, at the moment of the thunder,After removing most of the thunder, he had an indestructible body to resist it, so he was not melted by the thunder. In addition, he had a harmonious and unobstructed heart, and did not have any demons in his heart when he was in pain.

All these things, it can be said that if any one of them was missing, he would definitely die today.

But this was not the time to care about himself. Ming Daohong was almost sucked out of her energy by the tortoise shell, and now she urgently needed his life.

Yi Yuchen's mind moved, and the swords and swords flying in the air returned to their positions; he stepped on the spot, and a flash of lightning flashed, and he had crossed five feet and appeared under the big tree.

Yi Yuchen glanced at it, and his heart was relieved. The little girl was indeed a person with a deep opportunity and a hundred meridians connected. She was strong until now.

He flicked his sleeves, and a stream of true energy lifted Ming Daohong up in the air. As he moved his mind, streams of pure yang true energy flowed into her hundred meridians and bones!

………………

Everyone had just regained their vision and had no time to say hello when they saw swords flying back automatically and inserted into scabbards with a clang clang clang sound.

A flash of lightning bounced a few times on the spot, turned into blue light and dissipated. Looking again, Yi Yuchen's figure flashed and he was already next to the woman under the tree.

The next moment, Yi Yuchen's true energy surged like water, wrapping the woman up and turning into a pale golden light cocoon, shining brightly under the tree.

Those who knew the goods were envious. What was the difference between this and the Yijing marrow cleansing and reshaping the bones? Even if the girl was made of mud before, she would become jade after such a cleansing.

"Another genius is born!" Many people sighed in their hearts.

Yi Yuchen didn't care about these. For him, the little true energy consumed was not enough to move him. Instead, the tortoise shell in Ming Daohong's hand made him more interested.

Unfortunately, he only touched it lightly with his true qi, and the tortoise shell seemed to have exhausted its energy and turned into a piece of flying ash and dissipated.

Various speculations flashed through Yi Yuchen's mind. Although he felt pity, he was not disappointed. After all, this didn't seem to be an opportunity for him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Junbao.

At this time, as the pure Yang true qi continued to cleanse, Ming Daohong's vitality recovered rapidly and soon returned to the previous level.

Yi Yuchen knew that too much was as bad as too little, so he just needed to wait for her to wake up, put the little girl back under the tree, and then turned around and looked at the people not far away.