Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 243 Sword Fighting
While Duan Yu was recovering from his injury, Jiumozhi and the six monks of Tianlong Temple next door had finished discussing Buddhism and began to study martial arts.

Duan Zhengchun was concerned about the safety of the six monks. He first led Duan Yu to pay great respects to Huang Sixi, and then explained the situation to Huang Sixi.

"There are uninvited guests at Tianlong Temple, and I cannot be absent. Please take a rest in the room for a while. After seeing off the guests, I will invite you to go to the Zhennan Palace and hold a banquet to express my gratitude!"

"Please do as you please, Lord Duan!"

Huang Sixi replied.

Duan Zhengchun picked up his sword and turned to go to the main hall.

A few days ago, Duan Yu was sent to Muni Hall by Emperor Baoding to recuperate. At that time, he had already known the news of Jiumozhi's attack.

He stepped forward and grabbed Duan Zhengchun's arm, insisting on going with him: "I'm worried about my father and uncle fighting with others, so I'm going to accompany my father!"

Duan Zhengchun thought that the child was quite filial, so he did not stop him.

Seeing her son had just recovered from his injury, how could she bear to let him go on another adventure? She wanted to persuade Duan Yu to stay in the house and rest, but before she could say anything, Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu had already left the house side by side.

The battlefield was right next door, and they only had to walk a few dozen steps to reach the entrance. Dao Baifeng saw that he couldn't stop them, so he simply followed the father and son to the main hall to watch the battle.

Seeing the three of them go out together, Qin Hongmian quickly waved to Mu Wanqing: "Wan'er, let's go over and take a look."

Mu Wanqing was washing two red-eyed ice toads in a wine bowl and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to see? To see Dao Baifeng's cold face?"

Qin Hongmian was startled and looked embarrassed: "Your brother has recovered, it's time for us to leave. I will go and say goodbye to your father, and we will return to Yougu and never come here again."

After hearing what she said, Mu Wanqing said, "Wait until I finish washing the toad for Brother Huang."

Qin Hongmian was anxious to follow Duan Zhengchun.

But it was not appropriate for Mu Wanqing and Huang Sixi to stay in the room alone, so Qin Hongmian waited at the door, standing on tiptoe and stretching her neck to look at the door next door.

Huang Sixi never interrupted and continued to observe the scroll in his hand.

He was estimating the time required to convert the Bei Ming Qi.

He has dual internal forces in his body. The internal forces of "Nine Yang Divine Art" and "Nine Yin Scriptures" that he practiced by himself cannot coexist with the Beiming true qi, because once he activates the Beiming internal breath, it is bound to conflict with the Nine Yang and Nine Yin true qi.

However, his internal energy can be smoothly transformed into Beiming Qi without any future troubles.

This is his talent for time travel. No matter what style of internal strength, no matter how special the alien true qi is, they can be integrated when they are infused into the body, and there will not be any rejection or conflict.

Moreover, all the internal energy he infused in the past was stored in the Qi sea in the middle dantian. The middle dantian happened to be on the Tanzhong point, which perfectly matched the essence of practicing "Northern Divine Art".

Now he only needed to practice the Beiming method and start the internal breath circulation from the Dantian Qi Sea. Every time he drew out a force to infuse his body, it could be transformed into a wisp of Beiming true qi.

Wait until he has drained all the energy in his body out of the Qi sea in Danzhong, until the Qi sea is completely empty.

At that time, let the internal force flow among the meridians and acupoints, and transform into Beiming true qi, and finally flow back to the Danzhong qi sea, accumulate and store, then the complete conversion will be completed.

Back in the day in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Huang Sixi moved his acupoints and widened his meridians by twice as much.

His self-cultivated internal energy was always nurtured in the meridians and acupoints. Even if he used the internal energy from the Dantian Sea of Qi, it could also rotate in parallel in the meridians. The two internal forces circulated in their own internal breath without affecting each other.

These two streams of true energy coexist clearly in Huang Sixi's body, and he can use either one of them at will.

Therefore, while Huang Sixi was converting the Beiming Qi, it did not affect his ability to use his internal strength to fight the enemy.

He thought to himself: "After I transform all my internal energy into Bei Ming Zhen Qi, if I find an even more ancient relic of a famous person in the future, if I use the relic to infuse my body and cover the existing Bei Ming Zhen Qi, won't I have to transform it again in the future?"

All along, he never took the initiative to improve his internal strength. This was because he had traveled to various martial arts worlds and had encountered many relics of famous figures. He could improve his skills through internal strength infusion and did not need to practice on his own.

But after he converted the internal energy into Beiming Qi, it seemed that he had to practice it even if he didn't want to.

Of course, this is a matter for the future, so there is no need to worry too much about it now.

He thought again: "The Northern Divine Art can quickly store internal energy, and in a short period of time it will be able to surpass my Nine Yang True Qi. I will try to practice it first. Anyway, this technique has no disadvantages."

Afterwards, he inherited the key points of the "Lingbo Weibu" from the scroll and mastered it on the spot.

At this time, Mu Wanqing came over and handed over two red-eyed ice toads: "Brother Huang, your toads have been cleaned!"

She was very curious about the toad's origins, so she asked, "Is this a toad's corpse? Or is it some kind of detoxifying treasure that you, Brother Huang, made?"

“They’re all dead bodies!”

"Where did you catch it then?"

"Inside the snowy mountains!"

"Where are the snow-capped mountains? There are snow-capped mountains in Dali, Tibet, and even more in the Western Regions!"

Without waiting for Huang Sixi to reply, Qin Hongmian suddenly urged: "Okay Wan'er, let's go find your father. Today's uninvited guest is very powerful. After we help your father, it won't be too late for you to ask Hero Huang for advice."

She knew that the six monks in the main hall were all highly skilled in martial arts, and any one of them was stronger than Duan Zhengchun. If the six monks combined could not defeat the evil guest, Duan Zhengchun would be even less capable.

She looked at Huang Sixi and said, "I heard that the Great Wheel King Jiumozhi is the Tubo State Master. Not only is he proficient in Buddhism, but he is also an outstanding martial artist. Why don't you go and see him?"

Huang Sixi put away the scroll, stood up and said, "Then I'll go take a look!"

He immediately accompanied Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing out.

After walking a few dozen steps to the left, I saw a group of people gathered outside the main hall gate.

Nine of the big men were wearing Tibetan robes, not from the Middle-earth. They had fierce and ferocious faces, each of them carried a sharp weapon, and had good martial arts skills. They stood on one side of the gate.

Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, and Dao Baifeng were standing on the other side. The door was open, and they all looked inside anxiously.

After Huang Sixi and the other two came over, they stood beside Duan Zhengchun and the other two in turn.

Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu saw Huang Sixi also came out of the house, and they all bowed to Huang Sixi. Duan Zhengchun then gave Qin Hongmian a gentle look.

No one spoke, and immediately looked inside the hall.

The Great Wheel King Jiumozhi sat cross-legged in the middle of the main hall, facing Master Kurong and the six monks of Emperor Baoding who were sitting at the top.

The two sides were about ten feet apart.

Jiumozhi fought one against six. He inserted six Tibetan incense sticks in front of him. The incense heads were burning vigorously, and six streams of emerald green smoke rose up.

He used his inner strength to exhale his true energy, and six green smokes instantly curved, like six gas mist swords, pointing horizontally at Master Ku Rong and the six monks of the Baoding Emperor. This was exactly Jiumozhi's magical skill "Flame Sword", which could emit invisible sword energy. Originally, the sword energy was invisible and could not be captured, making it most suitable for launching surprise attacks.

But Jiumozhi came for the "Six Meridians Divine Sword". He only wanted to rely on tyrannical force to subdue the monks of Tianlong Temple, and was unwilling to kill people, so as to avoid a mortal feud between the two sides.

Moreover, Jiumozhi was fearless, so he first lit up the Tibetan incense and ignited the green smoke. Every time he fired the flaming sword, his internal force would pass through the green smoke and then attack the six monks, in order to show the direction of his invisible sword energy.

If there were no six Tibetan incense sticks, the lethality of Jiumozhi's flaming sword would be increased by at least 20%. Duan Zhengchun and others at the door would not be able to see how Jiumozhi and the six monks fought in mid-air.

Back then at the foot of Piaomiao Peak, in order to counter Huang Sixi's invisible sword energy, the Child-Fairy of Tianshan used her internal force of the Eternal Spring Technique to spit out white mist in order to make the invisible sword energy visible so that she could dodge it more efficiently.

Jiumozhi divided his inner strength into six parts. Five of the green smokes pointed to Emperor Baoding on the right, Abbot Benyin, Benguan, Benxiang and Bencan. The last green smoke settled behind Master Kuruo.

In the blink of an eye, the five monks of Baoding Emperor each released sword energy to cut the green smoke. The swords collided in mid-air, making a "chi chi" sound. Under the stimulation of the strong energy, the green smoke began to spiral and dance, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing.

Watching from outside the door, it looked as if fireworks were being released between Jiumozhi and the six monks, which was very beautiful.

In fact, both sides were competing with each other with their profound internal strength, and the fight was thrilling.

If their internal strength is weakened even a little, they will be immediately hit by swords and knives and be defeated.

Jiumozhi calmly fought with the five monks of Emperor Baoding in the air. After fighting for dozens of moves, the last of his internal energy began to slowly shoot towards Master Kuruo.

Master Kurong never turned his head, raised his thumbs, pointed in the opposite direction, and shot out two Shaoshang sword qi. When passing through the green smoke, the sword qi condensed into two complete outlines of qi swords, attacking Jiumozhi's chest and shoulders.

The dozen or so people watching the battle outside the gate, except Huang Sixi, were all shocked. Master Kurong's sword skills were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Dao Baifeng and Qin Hongmian looked at Duan Zhengchun at the same time, respect welling up on their faces. The Duan family was indeed a century-old royal family, and their ancestral magical skills were mysterious and unparalleled, probably the best in the world.

Duan Zhengchun noticed the two women's gazes, but he looked ashamed and whispered, "This should be the Duan family's "Six Meridians Divine Sword", but I have never practiced it and I don't know how to use it at all."

Duan Yu thought to himself, I looked at the atlas of divine swords a few days ago, and I know how to use the Shao Shang sword on the thumb. I also looked at the Zhong Chong sword on the middle finger, the Guan Chong sword on the ring finger, the Shao Chong sword and the Shao Ze sword on the little finger, but I didn't have time to look at the Shang Yang sword on the index finger.

In fact, the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" sword manual is hanging on the wall in front of Master Kuruo. There are a total of six sword pictures. If an ordinary person is tall, the scroll will touch the roof.

However, all six sword pictures were turned over, with the contents facing the wall, and were obscured, so no one could see their true appearance.

Huang Sixi did not pay attention to the conversation of the people around him, his eyes were always on Jiumozhi.

Master Kuruo shot out two Shaoshang sword energies, but Jiumozhi was distracted at this moment. He turned his head and glanced back. He sensed a fluctuation of internal force suddenly appearing at the door.

In order to prevent a sneak attack, Jiumozhi dropped his sword, shook his body, and quickly retreated.

Upon seeing this, Master Kurong turned his two fingers, and the sword energy retracted, and the six roots of Tibetan incense were cut off at the waist.

The five monks of Emperor Baoding breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Jiumozhi being forced to retreat. Just now, the five monks had been fighting Jiumozhi with their sword energy flowing frequently, but they had been fighting for a long time without any success. If it weren't for Master Kuruo leading the formation, they, the five monks, would surely lose if they relied on themselves.

In fact, even with the help of Master Kuruo, it may not be possible to preserve the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" sword manual.

After Jiumozhi stood still, he turned his head and stared at Duan Yu.

Just now, when Duan Yu saw Master Kuruo shoot out the Shao Shang sword energy, he also subconsciously flicked his thumb, and his true energy overflowed uncontrollably, which was sensed by Jiumozhi, who thought he was going to launch a sneak attack.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly and shouted to Duan Yu, "I have heard for a long time that the Dali Duan family has the Six Meridians Divine Sword Technique, but I didn't expect it to be just a sword formation. Since it is a formation, it doesn't matter if there are six or seven people leading it. You can also enter the formation and I will learn from you!"

Duan Yu quickly retracted his hands and put them behind his back: "I don't know martial arts, so I won't fight with you! You are a monk, why don't you learn to be compassionate? Why are you so rude and aggressive!"

Emperor Baoding knew very well that Jiumozhi was extremely powerful, and he only needed to chop the door with his flaming sword, and Duan Yu and Duan Zhengchun would be seriously injured if not killed.

He hurriedly said to Jiumozhi: "Today is a Buddhist exchange, and laymen will not participate. Ming Wang, don't worry!"

Jiumozhi turned his gaze back and looked at the broken Tibetan incense. The green smoke had all gone out. He simply did not light it again and suddenly shouted, "I'm sorry!"

He pushed out with both palms, and the palm force split into several strands, chopping towards the six monks.

This time there was no visible green smoke, the palm force was unpredictable, and the two sides were about ten feet apart. The force arrived in an instant. Emperor Baoding and the abbot Benyin and the five monks had no time to use their sword energy, so they directly pushed forward with their bare palms to resist the palm force.

Only Master Ku Rong still pointed his thumb backwards to block Jiumozhi's palm power. The internal forces of both sides collided about an inch behind Master Ku Rong, creating a whirlwind that made Master Ku Rong's back numb.

Master Kurong knew that Jiumozhi had great internal strength. If he continued to attack through the air, Master Kurong could ensure that he would not be harmed, but the five monks of Emperor Baoding could not.

Master Kuruo made a desperate attempt. He suddenly activated his true energy and several streams of black smoke rose in front of him. He turned around and attacked Jiumozhi.

At first, Jiumozhi couldn't guess the nature of the black smoke, so he mobilized his true power and guarded the gate tightly. Unexpectedly, the black smoke became more and more, and more than ten of them surrounded him.

He was calm and composed. He spun his hand horizontally and emitted a circle of flaming sword energy. More than ten black smokes were chopped into pieces. The black smoke turned into thick smoke, filling the main hall.

Jiumozhi was in thick fog and couldn't see the situation clearly.

Huang Sixi and others at the door found that the thick fog rose about ten feet high from the ground and did not touch the roof. They saw that on the wall where Master Kurong was sitting cross-legged, six flipped scrolls were all on fire.

Duan Yu saw this and blurted out, "There's a fire in the hall. Was it the evil monk who set it?"

He knew that the murals in front of Master Ku Rong were the sword manual of "Six Meridians Divine Sword", but he really didn't believe that Master Ku Rong would personally burn this ancestral treasure of the Duan family that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

When Jiumozhi heard his words, he seemed to realize something. He suddenly leaped up and pounced on Master Ku Rong who was at the top.

The sound of "bang! bang!" rang out throughout the hall.

Due to the smoke, no one outside the door could see what was going on inside the hall.

After a while, the thick fog gradually dissipated and the environment became clear. When everyone looked inside, they saw Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu had already rushed into the hall.

Dao Baifeng and Qin Hongmian followed closely behind.

Only Huang Sixi stood there without moving. Mu Wanqing took a step forward, but then retracted it, thinking that there were nine fierce men guarding the door, and she could still help if she stayed outside.

Looking inside the hall again, Jiumozhi was holding Emperor Baoding's arm with one hand, and holding a half-burnt sword manual in the other hand, with a look of great regret on his face.

Not far away, Master Kurong was still sitting facing the wall, but blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. The abbot Ben Yin and the four monks all surrounded Master Kurong.

Jiumozhi looked at Master Kurong and sighed, "I came here to borrow the scriptures for my old friend, not for personal gain. Why are you doing this, Master?"

The other five sword manuals on the wall have all been burned to ashes. Master Ku Rong would rather die than compromise with Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi just fought hard against the six monks of Tianlong Temple, but only managed to snatch back half of the scroll. It would be of no use even if he took it back.

(End of this chapter)