Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 252 Strong forces join forces
Ah Zhu was the least injured and needed the shortest treatment time.

After Ah Zhu recovered, Huang Sixi continued to treat Master Xuan Ku and Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.

After a while, Xuan Ku and the other two woke up one after another.

But when they met Qiao Feng, their expressions changed drastically and their whole bodies trembled.

Xuan Ku pointed at Qiao Feng and asked, "Are you really Qiao Feng?"

Qiao Feng was extremely surprised and confused when he saw the pain and regret on his mentor's face: "The boy is Qiao Feng!"

Since he became the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he seldom returned to Shaolin Temple, and he had not met Xuan Ku many times in the past few years. However, he had followed Xuan Ku to learn martial arts since he was young, and they had a deep relationship as master and disciple. Why did Xuan Ku look so horrified after confirming his identity?

Xuan Ku looked at him sadly for a few times, then suddenly closed his eyes, raised his hands, and chanted Amitabha.

Qiao Feng looked at Qiao Sanhuai and his wife again, and his expression was surprisingly similar to Xuan Ku's.

However, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife showed a more tolerant look on their faces. They waved at Qiao Feng, "Feng'er, come here!"

Qiao Feng immediately smiled: "Dad! Mom! Why are you all so unhappy after seeing me?"

Qiao Sanhuai and his wife stroked his face.

After a while, Qiao Sanhuai revealed the truth to him: "The person who injured me and your mother looks like you! But your mother and I both think that person is definitely not you!"

"Ah...this!"

Qiao Feng couldn't believe it. Could it be that his parents and his mentor all thought that he was the villain who murdered them?
He was anxious and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

He could hardly control his emotions, and said with red eyes: "Dad, Mom, you raised me and loved me so much, how could I do something worse than pigs and dogs, I..."

Huang Sixi suddenly interrupted him: "You don't have to explain to your parents, they don't disbelieve you! The murderer must be someone else. If it was you, you wouldn't have to ask me to save their lives!"

After hearing this, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife both gave Huang Sixi a grateful smile and said, "Young Master, you are absolutely right. Feng'er would never come to harm his own parents. If Feng'er's mother and I were in great trouble, Feng'er would do his best to rescue us."

Qiao Sanhuai and his wife are simple farmers. They always trust Qiao Feng and their feelings for him remain the same.

However, Qiao Feng felt deeply ashamed in his heart. He had no ability to save his parents' lives. It was all thanks to Huang Sixi's miraculous healing skills that they were brought back to life.

Seeing that Xuan Ku was still chanting with his eyes closed, as if unwilling to forgive him, he knelt in front of Xuan Ku and kowtowed silently.

Xuan Ku knew Qiao Feng's life experience. He believed that Qiao Feng was not the one who did this, but he was definitely related to Qiao Feng.

News spread quickly in the martial arts world. The news that Qiao Feng had resigned as the leader of the Beggars' Sect had already reached the Shaolin Temple. It was said that Qiao Feng was of Khitan Tartar descent. In order to find out his origins, Qiao Feng would definitely seek confirmation from his parents and mentor.

At this moment, Xuan Ku ignored Qiao Feng. He was actually thinking about how to answer Qiao Feng's questions about the Khitans.

Ah Zhu thought Xuan Ku still misunderstood that Qiao Feng was the murderer.

She felt sympathy for Qiao Feng, so she interrupted him, "Chief Qiao is a great hero of the time, he would never assassinate the Master, the murderer must have disguised himself as Chief Qiao and killed people everywhere, deliberately putting the blame on Chief Qiao!"

When Qiao Feng heard this, he suddenly stopped kowtowing, stood up and walked towards Ah Zhu, saying sternly, "You are an expert in disguise! You impersonated Monk Zhiqing so well that outsiders couldn't see any flaws. Did you hurt my parents and my mentor?"

Seeing his murderous face and eyes full of anger, Ah Zhu's heart began to beat wildly and her voice became trembling: "I... I can indeed change my appearance, but I have never seen your parents and the master, and I have no hatred for them, so why would I hurt them?"

Qiao Feng raised his palm slightly, and his true energy flowed out. His murderous aura did not diminish at all. He continued to question: "Then what are you, a woman, doing in Shaolin Temple?"

Ah Zhu grabbed the corner of her clothes and her arms were shaking.

She was so frightened that tears rolled down her cheeks, and her mind couldn't help but think of the past events in the apricot forest.

That day, Qiao Feng praised Murong Fu as a great hero in front of all the leaders of the Beggars' Sect. He also praised Murong's retainer Gong Yeqian for his extraordinary heroism, Feng Boye for his ability to distinguish right from wrong, Bao Bu Tong for his ease and freedom, and Azhu and A Bi for their gentleness and kindness.

Ah Zhu knew that the Beggars' Sect went south to Gusu just to cause trouble for the Murong family. The Beggars' Sect believed that Deputy Leader Ma Dayuan died under the Murong family's "The Change of Stars". However, Qiao Feng, as the leader of the sect, believed that birds of a feather flock together. All the Murong family's servants were heroes, so Murong Fu was naturally a hero as well, and was definitely not the murderer of Ma Dayuan.

At that time, Azhu felt that Qiao Feng and Murong Fu sympathized with each other, and Qiao Feng must be a great hero. But Azhu couldn't understand why Qiao Feng, such an upright man, didn't ask for evidence and insisted that she was the murderer?
Huang Sixi saw this and reminded Qiao Feng: "This girl's internal strength is shallow. Even if she launches a hundred sneak attacks, she won't be able to injure Master Xuan Ku!"

After hearing this, Qiao Feng was shocked and realized that he had wrongly accused Ah Zhu: "Yes, it was not Miss Ah Zhu who injured my father, mother and mentor!"

Ah Zhu was still wiping her tears and did not answer.

Qiao Feng apologized again, "These past few days, I have been distracted and talking nonsense. Please don't blame me, Miss Ah Zhu!"

Ah Zhu knew that he was accused of being a Khitan Tartar by the Beggars' Sect, and he must have felt bad. It was completely normal for him to get out of control occasionally.

She didn't blame Qiao Feng: "No matter what Boss Qiao said, I won't take it to heart."

She turned her head to look at Huang Sixi, wanting to thank him for helping her out, but she saw Huang Sixi with his hands behind his back, looking up at the top of the mountain, and she didn't know what he was thinking about. The words came to her lips, but she didn't dare to say them out loud.

Qiao Feng returned to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, ready to inquire about the details of their murder.

Huang Sixi said, "Boss Qiao, your life story involves many people, and it is impossible to finish talking about it in a short time! You can accompany me to Shaolin Temple first, and after you finish my business, you can come back and talk to Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao in detail. What do you think?"

"Okay! I'll help Master Huang first!"

Qiao Feng doesn't ask what the matter is, he will just do his best to do it.

He sighed bitterly at Huang Sixi again: "After leaving the Xingzilin that day, I have resigned as the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Young Master Huang, you should change your name!"

Huang Sixi doesn't engage in idle chatter.

He raised his hand and threw two bottles of ointment to Qiao Feng: "One bottle is the Black Jade Fracture Ointment, which is specially used to treat Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao's broken bones. It is for external application. The other bottle is the 'Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pills'. Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao held their breath for too long just now, and their physical vitality was seriously damaged. Taking the 'Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pills' internally can replenish the mind and body, and prolong life. You should first take care of Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao, and then come back to find me. I'll be waiting for you here!"

Qiao Sanhuai and his wife did not know martial arts, so even if they woke up, they would not be able to do any strenuous activities. They both had many broken ribs, so they had to apply the "Black Jade Broken Ointment" and stay in bed for several months before they could hope to fully recover.

Qiao Feng took the medicine bottle and clasped his fists towards Huang Sixi.

When Qiao Sanhuai and his wife saw Huang Sixi giving them expensive elixir, they were grateful profusely.

Master Xuan Ku already had profound internal strength. After Huang Sixi used the Rama Qi to repair his heart injury, he could then recuperate on his own without the need for Huang Sixi's gift of medicine.

When Xuan Ku saw Qiao Feng holding up Aunt Qiao, he said, "My injuries are no longer serious. I will return to Shaolin Temple first!"

Huang Sixi stopped him, "You can't go back! The murderer who murdered you and Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao has not been caught. He has been lurking in the Shaolin Temple. If the murderer knows that you are still alive, he will continue to kill you!"

Xuan Ku looked calm: "I am not afraid of death, and it doesn't matter if I pass away!"

Huang Sixi refuted him: "Then why should I save you? It's just a waste of my energy!"

Xuan Ku was startled and looked very embarrassed: "Since Young Master Huang said so, I will stay with Feng'er's parents, first to take care of their injuries, and second to protect them!"

Huang Sixi nodded and said, "This is the best. Master, please live in seclusion with Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao! If you are killed by the murderer again, the murderer is good at disguise, and all the crimes will be blamed on Qiao Feng! At that time, Qiao Feng will be the villain who killed his father, mother and master. So for the sake of Qiao Feng's reputation, you should not show up again until the murderer is caught!" Xuan Ku and Qiao Feng were both shocked. Only then did the master and disciple understand Huang Sixi's good intentions.

Xuan Ku stepped forward and helped Qiao Sanhuai up, and accompanied Qiao Feng and Aunt Qiao down the mountain to settle down.

Huang Sixi turned his head and looked at Ah Zhu: "You're not following them?"

Ah Zhu said, "My injuries have healed. I want to repay you, Mr. Huang, for saving my life. Can you let me stay by your side and help you? I am not very good at martial arts, but I know how to disguise myself, so I can get information for you, Mr. Huang!"

If Qiao Feng had not accused her of being the murderer just now, she might have left with Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. She was originally a maid, and her best skill was serving people.

Qiao Feng's rebuke made her change her mind.

But she wanted to stay here, but Huang Sixi refused: "What I want to do is very dangerous, you can't help, only masters like Qiao Gangzhu can help, you'd better stay away from Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, because when I finish my work, I may be hunted down by Shaolin monks, and you will be affected if you stay nearby!"

Seeing that Huang Sixi was thinking about her, she hurriedly said, "If Mr. Huang wants me to leave, then I'll leave now!"

She looked around and saw no one nearby, so she took out a small oilcloth bag from her arms and put it in Huang Sixi's hand.

"what is this?"

Huang Sixi casually opened the small package and found a small book with yellowed pages.

Ah Zhu introduced him: "This is the Shaolin Temple's internal power secret manual, Yi Jin Jing. I stole it from Bodhi Temple. Didn't Boss Qiao just ask me what a woman like me was doing in Shaolin Temple? I actually came here to steal the book!"

Ah Zhu didn't want to lie to Huang Sixi, so she told him all her secrets.

But she was quite nervous, fearing that Huang Sixi would look down on her because she was a female thief.

Huang Sixi saw some curvy Sanskrit characters written on the cover of the booklet and said, "It really is the Yi Jin Jing, and it's in Sanskrit!"

"Sanskrit?" Ah Zhu was troubled.
"That's terrible. I don't know anything about Sanskrit. Do you know Mr. Huang?"

"I'm quite proficient in Sanskrit!" Huang Sixi waved the booklet towards Ah Zhu.
"But I have other internal skills to practice. I have copied many copies of the Yi Jin Jing before, but I felt that they were of a lower level and I was never willing to learn them. This book is of little use to me."

"Low level?" Ah Zhu gave the Yi Jin Jing to Huang Sixi, thinking it was a treasure, but Huang Sixi didn't like it at all, and she was very frustrated:

"My master always said that the Shaolin School's true unique skill is the Yi Jin Jing. As long as you master this scripture, any mediocre martial arts can be transformed into something magical."

"Your master only knows one thing, not the other!" Huang Sixi pointed out:

"The Yi Jin Jing is easy to practice but difficult to master! As long as the monks of Shaolin Temple have learned martial arts for a certain number of years, they can comprehend the Yi Jin Jing. However, it is easy for them to get started, but it is extremely difficult to practice to the pinnacle. This scripture requires the coordination of Buddhist attainments to reach the pinnacle. It is difficult for disciples sent outside to achieve great success!"

Ah Zhu did not question Huang Sixi's words. She sighed and said, "Oh, no wonder those monks did not keep a close watch on the Yi Jin Jing and I stole it easily. It turns out that they were not worried about the leaking of the Yi Jin Jing secret method!"

Huang Sixi added: "The main thing is that your book is in Sanskrit. Shaolin monks generally can't understand it, so they naturally won't care! The Chinese version of the Yi Jin Jing collected in their Sutra Library is strictly guarded, and you definitely can't steal it..."

When he said this, he suddenly noticed a line of flashing words on the cover of Yi Jin Jing: "Legacy of a Famous Master: Contains the internal skills of ancient Indian monks and the key points of Shen Zu Jing. If you treat the person who gave the book to you, you can read it and inherit it!"

Shenzu Sutra?
Huang Sixi knew that the "Shenzu Sutra" was a martial art from India, originally created by an ancient Indian monk. The ancient monk had painted the contents of the technique on a white paper book using invisible grass liquid.

Later, a high monk from India saw the book, and since the pictures and words were hidden, he thought it was an ordinary book. He brought the book to China and copied the "Yi Jin Jing" created by Bodhidharma in Sanskrit on the book.

This book is the Sanskrit volume in Huang Sixi's hand.

The text inside the book is "Yi Jin Jing". Once the paper comes into contact with water, the "Shen Zu Jing" diagram painted by the ancient monk Lu Zhu will appear.

Therefore, this booklet contains a total of two martial arts essentials.

Since the contents of the famous monk's relics have been revealed in the book, Huang Sixi only needs to "save the person who gave the sutra" to inherit the ancient Indian monk's internal power and the key points of the "Shenzu Sutra". He does not need to practice it himself.

He couldn't help but look up at Ah Zhu. The person who gave the scriptures must be Ah Zhu. He had already completed the treatment. It wouldn't be long before he should be able to transfer the skills to her.

"I'll take this scripture first. There may be new cultivation methods in the Sanskrit. I'll return it to you after I finish reading it!"

"No need to return it, no need to return it! I'm most afraid that Mr. Huang won't accept it. As long as you're willing to accept it, I'll be helping Mr. Huang!"

"All right then!"

Huang Sixi felt that only if he accepted the scriptures would Ah Zhu be able to leave Shaolin Temple with peace of mind.

Ah Zhu was indeed a man of few words. She waved to Huang Sixi and said, "Uncle Huang, I'll be leaving first! If you need me in the future, just send a message to Tingxiangshui Pavilion in Taihu Lake in Gusu. I'll be there whenever you call!"

She climbed down Mount Shaoshi alone and soon disappeared at the foot of the mountain, without a trace.

Huang Sixi stayed where he was and continued to wait for Qiao Feng.

Near dusk, Qiao Feng returned.

The two of them sneaked into Shaolin Temple together.

Qiao Feng had been the leader of the Beggars' Sect for nearly ten years and was familiar with all the famous figures in the martial arts world. He asked Huang Sixi, "Who is the enemy that Brother Huang is going to deal with?"

Huang Sixi said: "He is not from the Central Plains, but from the Dalun Temple in the Tibetan Kingdom. His Dharma name is Jiumozhi."

Qiao Feng thought for a moment and said, "Is it the Mahavairocana, the guardian of the Tibetan nation? He has a great reputation in the Buddhist temples of the Central Plains. If we deal with him in Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid we will be besieged by the Shaolin monks!"

He thought that Mahalakshmi could not defeat Huang Sixi in a one-on-one fight, so he deliberately hid in the Shaolin Temple and sought the temple's protection.

Huang Sixi smiled at him and said, "Brother Qiao, I brought you into the temple to resolve the siege! After I find Jiumozhi, I will deal with him. If any Shaolin monks come to rescue him, you help block them!"

Qiao Feng pondered for a moment, and suddenly said confidently: "Brother Huang, if you and I join forces, it should not be difficult to kill Jiumozhi. If we use all our strength to attack from both sides, I don't think anyone in the world can withstand even a dozen moves!"

He felt that there was no need to guard against the Shaolin monks, because by the time the monks heard the noise and came to support, the battle should have been over.

He not only has confidence in himself, but he has even more confidence in Huang Sixi.

Huang Sixi was more cautious: "Let's attack from both sides first. If we can defeat Jiumozhi within 10 to 20 moves, that would be great! If something unexpected happens and Jiumozhi escapes, then we can just do the next best thing and ask Jiumozhi for half of the scroll!"

Qiao Feng couldn’t predict where the accident came from.

What he didn't know was that there was not only Jiumozhi hiding in Shaolin Temple now, but also Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo. Jiumozhi and Murong Bo were old friends. If the two joined forces, the fight would take a long time.

All the top masters in the Tianlong martial arts world have gathered together. If that sweeping monk with unfathomable martial arts skills comes out to meddle in other people's business, Huang Sixi has no idea what the fight will be like.

Qiao Feng did not ask many questions. He finally asked, "What is drawn on that half scroll? If a robbery occurs later, it will be easy for me to identify it so as not to rob the wrong one!"

(End of this chapter)