Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 39 Jade Bee Needle

Huang Sixi was immediately attracted by the brilliance.

He lowered his head and glanced at the stele, only to see lines of glowing words appearing on the originally blank surface.

He was deeply surprised.

I never thought that a stone tablet could be a relic of a famous martial arts master.

He turned his head to look at Tie Luohan and Li Yan and others around him. They were all enjoying the scenery of Zhongnan Mountain and no one could notice the changes on the stone tablet.

He looked back at the inscription and read it carefully:
"The relics of the famous masters: Contains the ancient tomb school martial arts "Jade Bee Needle Technique". The ancient tomb must be filled and the coffin sealed, so that the descendants of the Divine Condor can rest in peace underground and read and inherit it."

Huang Sixi read it and thought, "Last time I inherited the Beggars' Sect's Golden Bowl, I had to kill the Lord of the Bao Mansion. This time, to inherit the ancient tombstone, I don't need to kill anyone. It seems that the tasks of inheriting the relics of famous people are different."

Moreover, the last time the Beggar Gang's golden bowl was mentioned, it was named as Shi Huolong's, but the tombstone in the ancient tomb did not have a specific name.

Huang Sixi speculated that the person who erected the stone tablet might not be just one person, but several descendants of the Divine Condor Heroes. This led to the inheritance of the "Jade Bee Needle Technique" being attributed to the Ancient Tomb School rather than to a specific martial arts master.

He read the inscription again, muttering to himself, "Fill in the ancient tomb, seal the coffin...Does it mean that I should completely fill up the tomb of the living dead and build a new one?"

Thinking this, he walked around the stone tablet and went to the edge of the ancient tomb to investigate.

"Master, what are those stone slabs in the ditch?"

The entire ancient tomb area is sunken, with numerous ravines and gullies. The gullies are not entirely filled with soil, and occasionally you can see pieces of stone slabs, stone pillars, and a corner of a sarcophagus exposed.

The master of the temple came forward and said, "These are all relics from the ancient tomb. They could be furniture or coffins."

"Why not bury it?"

"When this ancient tomb collapsed, the pit was several feet deep, and there were too many holes at the bottom of the tomb. Although every year disciples brought soil in to bury the entire tomb area flat, every time it rained, the soil would be lost and the tomb area would sink. In short, every year it was buried, it would collapse the next year!"

"Have you ever thought of any other solution?"

"Why haven't you thought about it? The Taoist priest specially hired craftsmen to survey the area. The craftsmen suggested that we first find the hollows in the cemetery, inject sand and gravel into the ground, compact the foundation, and finally move the soil over to fill the gullies in the cemetery area, pile it up into a slope, and plant trees."

"Then why not do it?"

"It costs too much money. It's impossible to do it with several thousand taels of silver. The money from incense offerings every year is barely enough for me to make ends meet. How can I have the spare money to take care of the ancient tomb?"

Huang Sixi understood what was going on after hearing this.

He said to the master, "I can't bear to see the stone coffin of the ancient tomb exposed to the wind and sun all day long. This is disrespectful to the dead! I plan to spend some money to hire civilians to repair the ancient tomb. Master, do you think it's okay?"

"Can I? Of course I can!"

The Taoist master of the temple was overjoyed, thinking that it was wonderful that the boy Shancai had come.

"Donor, why don't you give me the silver? I will hire someone to repair it for you. When it's finished, I'll invite you to come and inspect it. According to my estimate, it will cost about 10,000 taels of silver and take three months!"

"Don't bother the master with this matter, I have my own arrangements!"

As long as Huang Sixi gets the approval of the temple master, he will take charge of the renovation.

He called Li Yan to his side and asked: "After deducting the expenses of the Dragon Subduing Society, how much spare money can you mobilize?"

Not long ago they confiscated the assets of the Taibai sect and had a lot of funds to mobilize.

Li Yan held up three fingers and said, "No less than thirty thousand taels. Do you need me to oversee the repairs, sir?"

Huang Sixi said: "You are responsible for recruiting laborers, and I will supervise the work."

The inscription on the stele clearly reads 'Fill in the ancient tomb, seal the coffin, and let the descendants of the Divine Condor rest in peace underground'.

Huang Sixi would strictly follow the inscription and would never allow the laborers to move the coffins or corpses during the construction period.

After recruiting laborers, he will follow the old Taoist's instructions and bury all the exposed coffins on the spot until a slope of graves is built on the entire cemetery.

It seemed that the task of repairing the ancient tomb was extremely simple, but in fact it was more troublesome than assassinating a martial artist. If Huang Sixi had not taken down the lair of the Three Heroes of Taibai, he would not have had the money to hire laborers. The key point was that even if he had money, he would not be able to finish the work in three to five days.

His original plan was to go to the Tibetan border to look for the iron sword, but his trip had to be delayed.

For the following month, he stayed at Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain.

That morning, the door was knocked by Iron Arhat.

Huang Sixi had already gotten up and was fetching water to wash up. He asked Tie Luohan to come in by himself.

Tie Luohan made some morning tea and brought it to the coffee table in the bedroom, saying, "The ancient tomb slope has been completed, and the incense, candles, paper money, and offerings have also been prepared. We are just waiting for my husband to go down and worship."

"No one has moved the stone tablet, right?" Huang Sixi sat down next to the coffee table.

"No, I went to check after I got up, and it was intact." During this month, Tie Luohan stayed at the stone tablet to take care of it on behalf of Huang Sixi.

"That's good." Huang Sixi picked up the teacup, and his arm suddenly trembled slightly.

He grabbed his right arm with his left hand before he could drink the tea.

Seeing this, Tie Luohan asked with concern: "Husband, are you injured?"

Huang Sixi looked relaxed. He smiled and said, "It's okay. I've been practicing a boxing technique recently, but I haven't mastered the timing well!"

In fact, it’s still an old problem.

A month ago, in a martial arts competition with Mu Renqing at Mount Hua, Huang Sixi used the Dragon Subduing Palm eleven times in a row, which triggered a hidden disease in his arm. That night, he had a fierce battle with the Three Heroes of Taibai, which worsened the hidden disease.

After a month of recuperation, his injuries had basically healed. The reason why his arm was shaking was that he had underestimated it. After getting up early, he thought that his internal energy was full and his injuries were no longer a problem, so he tried to practice his internal energy to see if he could use the Dragon Subduing Palm with all his strength.

As a result, his hidden illness was not fully healed, and his injury recurred when he used the Dragon Subduing Palm recklessly.

If he could be patient and rest well for another ten days or half a month, without using his internal energy during this period, his hidden illness would definitely be cured.

However, when he fights with others in the future, he still cannot deliver twelve palm strikes continuously and intensively, otherwise his hidden disease will reappear. If he wants to completely eradicate this hidden danger, there is only one way, which is to improve his internal strength.

Mu Renqing once said that when Taoist Tiejian was alive, his martial arts were better than Mu Renqing's. If Huang Sixi finds the iron sword in Tibet and inherits Taoist Tiejian's legacy, he should be able to cure his stubborn problem of lack of internal strength.

Finish the tea quickly.

Huang Sixi called out to Tie Luohan: "Let's go down the mountain!"

Today, the topography of the southeast foot of Mount Zhongnan has changed greatly. The ancient tomb area with gullies and ravines no longer exists, and has been replaced by a huge grave slope.

An incense table has been set up in front of the tomb and offerings have been placed.

Li Yan, Hong Niangzi and Luo Liru stood on both sides of the incense table, and the grave was filled with construction workers.

At this time, the old Taoist master of Quanzhen Sect was waiting in front of the incense table. When he saw Huang Sixi coming over, he smiled and handed him three lit incense sticks.

Huang Sixi held incense and worshipped at the grave, reciting in his heart: "My dear Yang and Long elders, your coffins have been buried in peace. Please rest in peace!"

After putting the burning incense into the incense burner, he turned and went to the stone tablet.

The entire stone tablet had long been locked in a wooden box.

"Rohan, unbox!"

Tie Luohan took action immediately. After he removed the wooden box, Huang Sixi took a closer look and saw that the inscription had been completely renewed.

The Jade Bee Needle Technique appeared densely on the stone tablet.

Huang Sixi couldn't help but smile, thinking that I was very sincere in repairing the ancient tomb, and my martial arts skills were also very effective.

What surprised Huang Sixi the most was that "Jade Bee Needle Technique" not only included martial arts techniques for shooting flying needles and hidden weapons, but also included methods of raising jade bees and collecting honey and bee venom.

(End of this chapter)