The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Zhu Yuchen sighed...

"You are so stubborn. If it weren't for the friendship between my family and the Guo family, and for Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng, I wouldn't care about your life or death."

"I will take this sword away. With your martial arts, you won't be able to keep it in the future. Keeping it will only cause trouble!"

Mistress Miejue flicked her sleeves and stepped forward, saying, "If you want to take the sword away, you have to step over my body." As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Emei Sect drew their swords and pointed them at Zhu Yuchen and the others.

Yu Lianzhou stood in the middle, feeling awkward, and said, "Everyone, if you have anything to say, you can talk about it in a nice way. This matter doesn't have to be brought to this point!"

Zhu Yuchen looked at the determined face of Master Miejue, and couldn't help but clapped his hands and smiled, "In this case, I will satisfy you!"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Lianzhou was shocked and couldn't help but said, "Senior, wait a minute!"

As soon as the words came out, Zhu Yuchen's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward, and the world suddenly changed...

In front of everyone, Zhu Yuchen had disappeared, and in his place, there was a solemn and majestic Buddha standing solemnly, with his right hand pinching the seal. The Buddha spoke, and his voice was vast and boundless: "The Buddha said that there is no self, no sentient beings, and no deceased."

The Buddha pushed his right palm forward, and there was a burst of Zen sound, a solemn Dharma, and a golden Buddha palm pressed down, and the golden Buddha light shone everywhere.

Nun Miejue only felt the golden light lingering in front of her eyes, and the sound of Zen entered her heart, as if the image of her senior brother Gu Hongzi was gradually blurring from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help shouting: "No!"

Suddenly, Nun Miejue's eyes went dark, and a palm slapped her forehead. With a "bang" in her mind, she lost consciousness.

When everyone looked again, there was no Buddha, no Buddha's light shining, Zhu Yuchen was still standing there, and Yu Lianzhou just said the word "slow" at this time, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, among the disciples of Emei Sect, Nun Jingxu's expression changed, looking at Nun Miejue, who was standing quietly with her eyes closed, and tentatively called: "Master?"

Everyone looked, and then they found that Nun Miejue had died at some point.

The people of Wudang Sect couldn't help but be shocked. Nun Miejue was the head of Emei Sect, and she died in such a child's way. Wouldn't the two sides fight to the death?

Zhu Yuchen clapped his hands and said, "She asked for death and got it. She got what she wanted. She died well and wonderfully!"

"Thief, die!" Master Jingxu's eyes were cold. She immediately drew her sword and stabbed. The disciples of Emei Sect drew their swords and surrounded the two in the formation.

Seeing more than a dozen long swords approaching him, Zhu Yuchen just smiled. A tangible and substantial air wall appeared ten feet outside his body. There was a sound of "clang clang", and all the long swords were broken by the air wall.

Zhu Yuchen waved his sleeves and threw everyone from Emei Sect out. He said in a cold voice, "This is Miejue asking for death. She asked for benevolence and got it. I have satisfied her. You are children of the martial arts world. You should have heard it clearly. Why are you so angry?"

These words were said calmly and naturally, but it was like a bucket of ice and snow poured on your head. The temperature around them seemed to have dropped a lot. Everyone felt a chill in their hearts and felt that their bodies and minds were shrouded in coldness.

"Fifth brother, that's how I felt at the time." Yin Susu's eyes narrowed, and she whispered to Zhang Cuishan beside her. Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu pulled Zhang Wuji and took a step back quietly.

Yu Lianzhou only felt a chill filling his body and mind, and his mood seemed to have stopped fluctuating. The pure Yang Wuji Qi in his body spontaneously circulated throughout his body without being stimulated, and waves of warmth dispelled the chill in his heart.

Zhu Yuchen glanced at Yu Lianzhou, his eyes revealing a hint of appreciation, but he didn't want them to ruin Miejue's life, so he flicked his sleeves and said, "This is a matter between me and the Emei Sect, you can go."

Yu Lianzhou was still practicing his skills, and before he could say anything, he felt a strong force that sealed his body, carrying himself and his fifth brother and his wife, and leaping towards the back.

By the time they reacted, the four of them were already on horses, and the horse roared and galloped away.

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"Okay, now life or death depends on your master's own luck!" Zhu Yuchen clapped his hands, awakening the Emei disciples who were still stunned.

He looked around, pointed to a small hill next to him, and pointed to Master Jingxu and said: "Carry Miejue, where are we going. If she can survive, she still has understanding. If she dies, you can just pick up some firewood and cremate her!"

After that, regardless of whether they were willing or not, he went there first. A Niu snorted and followed with five military horses.

"Senior sister...?"

The Emei disciples looked at Master Jingxu one after another, waiting for her to make a decision. At worst, they would risk their lives and splash blood on these two people.

This move made Ding Minjun secretly hate that none of these sisters asked her opinion, but asked Jingxu, who had always been peaceful.At that moment, Ding Minjun even hated Jingxu.

Master Jingxu lowered her head and pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Junior Sister Xiaofu, what do you think?"

"Ah?" Ji Xiaofu looked distracted and wandering. She was stunned for a moment and said: "Everything is up to Senior Sister."

Ding Minjun looked at Ji Xiaofu's expression, and a trace of mockery, hatred, and a bit of pleasure flashed in her eyes. Then she looked at the others carefully, and when she saw that no one noticed, she quickly lowered her head.

Master Jingxu didn't know what she was thinking of. She sighed secretly at Ji Xiaofu's expression, and then asked: "Junior Sister Siyao, did that person mean that Master is not dead yet?"

The women turned their heads to look at a person in the crowd, obviously 'Junior Sister Siyao'. This person was the one who whispered with Miejue just now.

Chen Siyao nodded, then shook her head, and said, "He said that whether it is life or death depends entirely on the master's own understanding. It seems that the master is not dead, but it also seems that he is dead! But..."

"But what?" The girls asked anxiously.

Chen Siyao said uncertainly...

"But I have read in the Buddhist scriptures that the ancient Buddha could not be enlightened, so he chose to actively enter Nirvana, in order to see through the life and death in Nirvana, and seek a chance of transcendence."

"But this is just a legend in ancient books, and the Buddha can only enter Nirvana by himself. I have never heard of anyone who can help others enter Nirvana. This... This is simply a fairy tale."

"It's just... when that person stepped forward just now, that strange vision seemed to be an illusion, but it also seemed not to be. Until now, there is still a trace of Zen sound in my heart. No matter how I look at it, I have a feeling that the Buddha is alive."

The girls were silent after hearing this, and they all looked at Master Jingxu.

Nun Jingxu looked at Miejue's rosy cheeks. Except for the lack of breath, everything seemed to be asleep. She gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go. Master should not be dead yet. We can't understand this kind of magical power. Rather than delaying Master's life or death, it is better to seek a glimmer of hope."

Among the crowd, except Ding Minjun, who looked unhappy, disciples including Jingxuan, Ji Xiaofu and others nodded and immediately picked up the broken blades on the ground. Nun Jingxu carried Miejue's "corpse" on her back and chased in the direction where Zhu Yuchen and the others left.

Seeing that no one paid attention to her from beginning to end, Ding Minjun, who fell behind, gritted her teeth secretly, glanced at Nun Miejue on Jingxu's back, a trace of hatred flashed across her, and followed.

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Over there, Yu Lianzhou and his three horses ran more than ten miles, and the horses gradually slowed down. Yu Lianzhou used his power to drive away the coldness and then stopped.

"Brother, should we go back?" Zhang Cuishan asked.

Yu Lianzhou smiled bitterly, looked at the depressed Zhang Wuji, and said...

"We can't even protect ourselves, and going back would just be a waste of our lives. But the death of Nun Miejue will surely shake the martial arts world, so we must inform Master as soon as possible."

"Hey! That person's martial arts are unpredictable. Master wants to fight against such a person, I really... That's all! I will listen to Master in everything."

As he was speaking, Yu Lianzhou's face changed, and he looked at the woods on the left and shouted, "Who is that person, sneaking around!"