Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 47 Escort

Bee Valley at the back mountain.

I saw two figures fighting fiercely in the martial arts training ground.

Huang Sixi attacked with his palm and Taoist Mu Sang jumped to dodge. Both of them were extremely swift and each of their moves was extremely skillful.

Zhu Shihong, who was guarding the beehives, was watching the fight with fascination, but he could only see that Huang Sixi and Taoist Mu Sang were fighting vigorously and brilliantly. As for what moves the two men used, he had no idea.

After the two exchanged more than a hundred moves, Taoist Mu Sang suddenly jumped out of the arena and waved his hands repeatedly: "Stop! Stop! Junior brother, your palm force is too strong, and my internal energy can no longer sustain it."

"You didn't eat enough today!"

Huang Sixi was just getting into the fight when the old man surrendered. He found it very boring and started to make fun of him.

"No matter how full you are, it won't do! With your current palm power, there is no one in the martial arts world who can match you!"

Taoist Mu Sang was just sparring with Huang Sixi. Although Huang Sixi's palms were powerful, he was able to retract his force in time, which allowed Taoist Mu Sang to withstand more than a hundred palms.

But Taoist Mu Sang knew very well that if he fought with Huang Sixi to the death, Huang Sixi would use all his strength to attack him with the Dragon Subduing Palm, and he would not be able to withstand a few palms and would have to escape.

He also praised: "Your palm technique is unparalleled in strength. No matter whether it is the old monkey in Huashan or our resurrected master, they will all admit defeat. The title of the best in the world belongs to you, Junior Brother."

Huang Sixi then asked him, "Brother, in your opinion, who is stronger, my internal strength or Mu Renqing's?"

At this time, several days had passed since the decisive battle with Yu Zhenzi.

That day, after Huang Sixi led Taoist Mu Sang back to the village, he let Taoist Mu Sang have a good rest for a day, and then asked him to accept a disciple on his behalf.

When the ceremony was over, the Taoist master Iron Sword's martial arts skills immediately appeared on the master's iron sword.

After Huang Sixi inherited it, he found that a deep internal force surged into his body, covering Shi Huolong's foundation. This shows that Tiejian Taoist's internal strength is indeed stronger than Shi Huolong's.

But to be honest, there are not many strong ones.

Huang Sixi's current level of internal strength can support him in performing the Twelve Dragon Subduing Palms in a row without any hidden illness appearing.

However, if he were to break through the barrier and enter the martial arts world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" and encounter Cheng Kun, the master of the Hunyuan Thunderbolt, his internal strength would still be no match for the other person. Only if he combined the iron sword's lightness skills with the jade bee needle and launched a surprise attack could he win.

"You're comparing internal strength with the old monkey? You should be on par with each other!"

"Doesn't that mean that Master and Mu Renqing are equally matched?"

"They are already about the same. Both of them are already in their seventies or eighties. Their internal strength has reached its limit and it is difficult for them to continue to break through! But you are different, Junior Brother. You are only in your twenties and there is still room for improvement in the future!"

Taoist Mu Sang thought again, his junior fellow apprentice's prime years should not be spent on practicing martial arts.

It was not until the day when he accepted the disciple on behalf of his master that he found out that Huang Sixi had been living in seclusion in the Tibetan border for five years. Since assassinating the Tartar emperor, Huang Sixi had gone to the border and no longer cared about any right or wrong in the Central Plains.

He felt very sorry and asked, "What are your plans for the future? Are you going to live in Tibet forever?"

Huang Sixi said leisurely: "I have lived in Tibet for long enough, it is time to leave."

There is a wall-breaking mission on Huang Sixi's Golden Snake Sword.

As long as he inherits the martial arts of the Five Poison Sect's Golden Snake Sword, the Beggar Gang's Golden Bowl, the Iron Sword of the Iron Sword Sect, and the Xiandu Sect's Killing-Prohibition Knife, he will be able to break through the wall with a sword and enter the next world of martial arts.

He has currently mastered the Golden Snake Sword, Golden Bowl and Iron Sword martial arts, with only the Killing Sword remaining to be inherited.

Next, he would definitely go find the Killing Knife.

However, this matter cannot be told to Taoist Mu Sang.

Taoist Mu Sang asked again: "Where are you going to go after leaving Tibet?"

Huang Sixi said, "I'm going to Dali soon to look for someone there. After I find him, I'll return to the Central Plains!" "Dali is very close, and it's only half a day's journey away. But that's the territory of the Five Poison Sect, and this sect is full of vicious people. I'll go with you so that you can take care of me along the way!"

"That's not necessary. The Five Poison Sect members are vicious, but there are no masters in the sect. I can handle it."

Huang Sixi refused to let Taoist Mu Sang accompany him, but he said, "But I have a private matter that I need to trouble you with, Senior Brother."

Taoist Mu Sang laughed and said, "You don't have to be polite to me, brother. Just speak up if you have anything to say."

Huang Sixi pointed to the beehives outside the martial arts training ground and said, "I have been raising bees for a living in the Tibetan border for the past few years. I really can't bear to leave them. I hope you can help escort the beehives back to the Central Plains."

Taoist Mu Sang was stunned: "There are dozens of beehives here, are you planning to transport them all back?"

If they were all escorted, it would be an extremely difficult task.

In the past few years, Taoist Mu Sang has been living on the border of Tibet, but every year he meets a group of wanderers from the Central Plains. He is not unfamiliar with the situation in the Central Plains. The chaos in the world is getting more and more serious, and there are wars everywhere.

If you carry too many beehives, it will be almost impossible to move forward.

Huang Sixi said: "It's definitely not all of them. We only need to escort one beehive. Come here, Senior Brother. I'll show you the box."

Then he led Taoist Mu Sang to Zhu Shihong's side, where there was a square beehive that could be carried on the back, and could even be placed on a pony.

Taoist Mu Sang opened the lid of the box, looked inside, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Inside the box was a large bee with black and yellow stripes, which was obviously extremely poisonous.

"These are poisonous bees! Junior brother, aren't you raising these poisonous bees just to collect honey?"

"I do have other uses for you, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to escort me!"

"If they sting you during transportation..."

"I have prepared a special antidote for bee venom, and I will definitely give it to you to take with you!"

After Huang Sixi finished speaking, he asked Zhu Shihong to return the bamboo tube that could control the bee colony.

He handed the bamboo tube to Taoist Mu Sang and said, "Brother, you don't have to rush back. I will teach you a way to avoid poisonous bees. Once you know how to raise poisonous bees in the wild, it won't be too late to escort you on the road!"

Huang Sixi did not pass on the bee-controlling technique of the Tomb School that he inherited to others. He was the only one who was proficient in both the bee-controlling technique of transmitting sound and the bee-controlling technique of honey and fragrance.

The bamboo tube method he passed on to Zhu Shihong was mainly used to prevent being stung by bees and to attract the bees back to the nest. It was completely used for beekeeping, but it was absolutely impossible to use the bee swarm to fight.

However, even so, Zhu Shihong will be able to raise bees on his own in the future based on what he has learned so far. After Huang Sixi leaves, the dozens of boxes of ordinary bees will all be left to Zhu Shihong to continue raising, allowing him to benefit the village.

Taoist Mu Sang didn't know anything about beekeeping, and he was most afraid of losing the bee colony on the way, and he wouldn't be able to explain to Huang Sixi.

Since Huang Sixi had told him to master the art of wild beekeeping first, with his superb martial arts skills, there would be no problems when he carried a beehive on the road, and he was guaranteed to deliver the beehive safely.

Taoist Mu Sang asked again, "Brother, where do you plan to send the beehives?"

Huang Sixi said: "Qinling Taibai Mountain."

Taoist Mu Sang showed surprise on his face: "It is said that Taibai Mountain is now the headquarters of the Dragon Subduing Society. Does that mean the Dragon Subduing Society is really related to you, Junior Brother?"

Huang Sixi was very surprised: "Brother, you also know about the Dragon Subduing Society? You have been living in seclusion in Tibet for a few years, but you have not forgotten to inquire about the news of the Central Plains martial arts world."

Taoist Mu Sang chuckled, "I heard from a herbalist from the Central Plains that the group of people from the Dragon Subduing Society were using the name of the Dragon Subduing Hero to swindle people. I didn't expect it to be related to you, Junior Brother."

Huang Sixi shook his head slightly. "Five years ago, I participated in the creation of the Dragon Subduing Society, but after the founding ceremony, I came to Tibet. I have never asked what the Dragon Subduing Society has been doing in the past few years. In fact, the connection is not that big."

(End of this chapter)