Chapter 276 Overthrowing the Beggars' Sect, the Jianghu is shaken! As the rumors carefully woven by Lao Liu spread rapidly in the capital like wildfire, all the major sects, Jianghu heroes and even ordinary people were moved by the news. The shocking news that the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng, was a spy of the Hu people and intended to usurp power was like a heavy bomb that exploded in the Jianghu, causing an uproar. The streets and alleys of the capital were crowded with people, and the teahouses, taverns, and the streets were all filled with shocking rumors about the internal strife of the Beggars' Sect and Qiao Feng's life experience. The originally peaceful Jianghu was like a lake with a huge rock thrown into it, with ripples and waves. "Have you heard? Qiao Feng is actually a spy of the Hu people!" In the teahouse, a strong man lowered his voice and said mysteriously to his neighbor. "Nonsense! How could Qiao Feng, the leader of the gang, be such a sinister person?" The old man sitting next to him slammed the table and angrily refuted. "That being said, the rumor is very convincing. The death of Deputy Leader Ma and the gang's meeting to attack Qiao Feng are all related to him." The strong man was very excited, which attracted the surrounding tea drinkers to listen attentively. In the depths of the wine shop, several men in black sat around a table and whispered. One of them said sinisterly: "The internal strife of the Beggars' Gang is a good opportunity for us to intervene. If we can take advantage of the chaos to replace them, why worry about not being able to dominate the world?" Another person reminded: "We must be cautious about this matter. What if it is a trap set by Qiao Feng? Isn't it a trap for us?"
"It doesn't matter. We just need to fan the flames and wait and see. When the situation becomes clear, we will wait for an opportunity to act." The leader's eyes flashed with greed and ambition. In the branch of the Beggars' Sect in Beijing, the disciples looked solemn. The branch leader looked at the portrait of Qiao Feng on the wall and sighed: "Rumors are spreading everywhere, people's hearts are unsettled, what should we do?" An old disciple stepped forward and said firmly: "We know what kind of person Qiao is. No matter how arrogant the rumors are, we must stick to our original intentions and wait for the truth to come out." Rumors about the internal strife of the Beggars' Sect and Qiao Feng's life experience began to spread, and people of all kinds reacted differently. The branch leader looked stern and looked around at the elders and disciples in the hall: "Today, we are summoned because of the news of the mystery of Qiao's life experience and the turmoil in the sect from Beijing. This is related to the life and death of our Beggars' Sect. How should we deal with it?" "Qiao has been very kind to us. Now that rumors are spreading, we should fully support the leader and clarify the facts!" An elder spoke generously. "That being said, if the rumors are true, Qiao Feng, as a Khitan, may not be able to convince the crowd." Another elder raised an objection, his words were loud and clear, causing a commotion in the hall. The deputy hall leader motioned for everyone to be quiet: "No matter what the truth is, the first thing to do is to get in touch with the leader, verify the news, and then make a decision." After Lao Liu successfully instigated rumors in the capital, he decided to further escalate his actions and completely overthrow the Beggars' Sect. He knew that rumors alone were not enough to overthrow Qiao Feng, and he had to rely on external forces, especially those powerful enemies who hated the Beggars' Sect. So, he started a series of carefully planned actions. On a dark and windy night, Lao Liu quietly came to an abandoned secret room on the outskirts of the city. This was his secret contact point with Ding Laoguai of the Xiaoyao Sect. Soon, a dark shadow appeared at the door of the secret room like a ghost. It was Ding Laoguai. Lao Liu bowed and said, "Senior Ding, I have brought important information that concerns the survival of the Beggars' Sect." Ding Laoguai looked at him with a sharp gaze and snorted coldly, "Tell me about it." Lao Liu lowered his voice and told the mystery of Qiao Feng's life experience and the details of the internal strife of the Beggars' Sect. He also exaggerated how Qiao Feng colluded with foreign enemies and intended to subvert the Beggars' Sect. After hearing this, Old Monster Ding's face became increasingly gloomy, and hatred surged: "What a Qiao Feng, he dared to betray the Beggars' Sect! I will make him pay the price!" Old Six was secretly happy. Old Monster Ding's reaction was just as he expected. This master of the Xiaoyao Sect had always had a grudge against the Beggars' Sect, and now he was even more aroused to revenge.
With a strong support like Old Monster Ding, Old Six's plan undoubtedly increased his chances of success. Then, Old Six began to implement his second move - sowing discord. He knew that the relationship between the various sects in the martial arts world was complicated, and a little provocation would trigger a chain reaction. So, he mingled in various taverns and inns, spreading more inflammatory rumors as an "insider". The rumor spread rapidly again. After hearing it, the various sects were full of doubts, and their vigilance and hostility towards the Beggars' Sect suddenly heated up. Some sects that were originally friendly with the Beggars' Sect also began to distance themselves from it, and the situation in the martial arts world suddenly became tense and delicate. At the same time, Lao Liu secretly bribed several Beggars' Sect traitors to infiltrate other sects, spread false information, and confuse the public. They fabricated Qiao Feng's secret orders, instructing the Beggars' Sect disciples to secretly invade the territories of various sects, steal martial arts secrets, and even forged letters that Qiao Feng colluded with hostile forces. These false information caused an uproar within the various sects, and many sects developed deep hostility towards the Beggars' Sect without verification. Lao Liu's actions of inciting a large number of people in the martial arts world to be hostile to the Beggars' Sect were like a storm that swept the entire martial arts world. Instigated by all kinds of rumors, heroes and sect leaders from all walks of life had deep doubts about Qiao Feng's identity and motives. Qiao Feng's reputation and prestige suffered an unprecedented impact in a short period of time. However, Lao Liu was not satisfied with this. He knew that in order to completely overthrow the Beggars' Sect, he had to introduce a more powerful force. So he thought of a person - Jiumozhi, a peerless master from Tubo. Lao Liu knew Jiumozhi's obsession with Central Plains martial arts and his covetousness for the Beggars' Sect, so he carefully planned a secret meeting to persuade this foreign strongman to join his camp and deal with Qiao Feng together. At night, Lao Liu came to the temple where Jiumozhi lived in seclusion with a lot of conspiracy. "Master Jiumozhi, I have heard of your great name for a long time." Lao Liu saluted respectfully, but there was cunning in his eyes. Jiu Mozhi raised his eyes slightly and responded calmly: "Why are you visiting so late at night?" Lao Liu lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Master, I have a shocking secret about the true identity of the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng. You may be interested." Jiu Mozhi narrowed his eyes slightly and signaled Lao Liu to continue. Lao Liu then described the rumor that Qiao Feng was a spy of the Hu people and the details of the internal strife of the Beggars' Sect in detail, adding fuel to the fire, trying to impress Jiu Mozhi. After listening to Lao Liu's story, Jiumozhi did not express his opinion immediately, but just raised his mouth slightly and laughed: "Qiao Feng is a Hu spy? This is very interesting. It seems that the Central Plains martial arts world is about to set off a bloody storm again." Seeing this, Lao Liu was secretly happy and said while the iron was hot: "Master, if you can take this opportunity to remove Qiao Feng, you will have the opportunity to go deep into the Central Plains and take a peek at the secrets of martial arts of various factions. Moreover, the Beggars' Sect is powerful. Once the owner changes, all its resources will belong to you. Why not do it?" Jiumozhi was silent for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Lao Liu, you know how to use people's hearts. Okay, I promise you that I will personally come forward to challenge Qiao Feng and expose his true face. However, you must ensure that this matter is foolproof, otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless." Lao Liu nodded and bowed hurriedly to ensure that everything would go according to plan. After receiving Jiumozhi's promise, Lao Liu was overjoyed and immediately began to prepare for an open challenge. The news spread quickly, and the martial arts world was shaken. Xingzilin, originally a quiet forest, was now shrouded in an invisible tense atmosphere. A large number of martial arts masters poured in like a tide. They rode horses or walked on foot, all with serious faces, and their eyes were intertwined with curiosity, suspicion, anger and expectation. Among them, the first to bear the brunt were the Tubo State Master Jiumozhi and Dali Tianlong Temple Master Ku Rong and others. They led their respective disciples to Xingzilin in a mighty manner. Some came to watch the show, while others wanted to ask for an explanation. .
Qiao Feng, Su Chen, Azhu and others had already been waiting in the forest. They knew the seriousness of this incident and had already made preparations for it. Qiao Feng was wearing a black robe of the Beggar Gang, with no fear on his face and a firm look in his eyes. Su Chen and Azhu stood on either side of him, ready to support him at any time. "Boss Qiao, I have heard of your great name for a long time." Jiumozhi wore a purple and gold cassock and held a rosary. He walked forward slowly. Although his words were respectful, his eyes revealed a trace of scrutiny and provocation. Qiao Feng clasped his fists in return and said in a deep voice: "Master Jiumozhi, what do you want to teach me today?" Jiumozhi glanced at the crowd and sneered: "Recently, it has been widely rumored in the martial arts world that Boss Qiao is a Hu spy who intends to overthrow the Beggars' Sect and the martial arts world. Although I am far away in Tibet, this matter is of great importance, so I have to come here in person to find out the truth." Master Ku Rong said: "Boss Qiao, as fellow martial artists, we naturally hope that this is just a rumor. However, once the rumor starts, people will inevitably panic. If Boss Qiao can clarify it in public, we will be convinced." Qiao Feng said calmly: "Master Qiao,That's true. Qiao is a Khitan, that's for sure. But Qiao grew up in the Central Plains, deeply influenced by the Central Plains culture, and never had the intention to overthrow the Beggars' Sect or the martial arts world. Qiao is willing to guarantee with his life that everything he said is true. " At this time, Jiumozhi saw Master Kurong, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He had coveted the peerless magic skill "Six Meridians Divine Sword" for a long time. Su Chen carefully examined Jiumozhi and confirmed that his cultivation had entered the early stage of the Grand Master. From this, it can be inferred that Qiao Feng's cultivation should also be at the same level, but his combat power is significantly higher than Jiumozhi and Murong Bo, especially when he is drunk. Jiumozhi put his hands together and said: "The Buddha said: There is no birth and no death, no dirt and no cleanliness. The little monk is dull and has not been able to fully understand the principles of love, hate, life and death. I once had an old friend, Murong from Gusu, Northern Song Dynasty, whose given name was Bo, and I got to know him. ” “¨ˇ In the past, I studied martial arts with him, discussed swords and Taoism… Mr. Murong was well-versed in all martial arts in the world, and I was fortunate to receive his guidance for a few days, which solved many of my puzzles. He also gave me a peerless martial arts secret book. I will never forget this kindness. Unfortunately, God is jealous of talents, and Mr. Murong died young. I have an unwelcome request, and I hope that the elders will have mercy on me. ” Su Chen realized that the drama was about to begin. Jiu Mozhi’s hypocrisy was obvious. If he wanted the “Six Meridians Divine Sword”, he could just say it directly, but he had to involve the deceased Murong Bo. If Murong Bo knew about this, I wonder what he would think. Then, Jiu Mozhi and the abbot of Tianlong Temple had a heated argument and refused to give in to each other. Then, Jiu Mozhi used the “Flower Picking Finger”, “Dora Leaf Finger”, and “Formless Robbery Finger” to show his skills here. Su Chen couldn’t tell whether he used the 72 Shaolin unique skills or the “Small Formless Skill”. 》, and it is unknown whether Jiumozhi has learned the "Small Wuxiang Gong" at this moment. At this moment, all the monks of this generation were shocked by Jiumozhi's powerful strength. Only Master Ku Rong and Master Yi Deng looked normal, because their Buddhist practice had reached the highest level. After a verbal battle, seeing that everyone was still indifferent, Jiumozhi decided to use force. In Jiumozhi's eyes, no one here can defeat him, so he has no fear. Jiumozhi said: "If you insist on not handing over the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", the only way to win is to fight. If I win, I will take the scriptures myself. ” Afterwards, Jiumozhi used the "Flame Blade" and went straight for Master Kurong and the others. Kurong's six monks formed a battle formation, and Bencan used Shaoze Sword to break Jiumozhi's attack. Jiumozhi was slightly surprised and smiled and praised: "It really lives up to its reputation. The "Six Meridians Divine Sword" really contains Shaoze Sword."
The two fought for several rounds, and Bencan gradually became exhausted. After all, the gap in strength was huge, not to mention that Jiumozhi did not go all out. Seeing this, Benguan hurriedly stabbed Jiumozhi with the Zhongchong sword. Jiumozhi shouted: (Zhao Zhao Zhao) "Good, this is the Zhongchong sword method!" He waved his hand to block, and still had the upper hand against two. Facing "Six Meridians Divine Sword, Jiumozhi is more and more eager. If the opponent is not too weak, he will find it difficult to resist. Su Chen is watching the battle attentively. The Six Meridians Divine Sword is extremely powerful. If one person can master it, it will be even more powerful in the martial arts world. However, compared with his Ten Thousand Feet Piercing the Clouds, it is still slightly inferior. This sword technique is actually an extension of the finger technique, using the finger energy to transform the sword, rather than the traditional sword technique. His Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm also has a similar effect, but its power is much inferior to the Six Meridians Divine Sword. After a fierce fight, Jiumozhi was finally repelled by the six people. In fact, he did not go all out. After all, it was not a fight of life and death. The battle paused, Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Master Kurong has profound Zen skills, which makes me admire him deeply. As for the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", it is just a name in vain." Hearing this, the abbot Benyin was quite dissatisfied and asked angrily: "What do you mean by a name in vain? I am willing to try it out." Jiumozhi retorted: "The "Six Meridians Divine Sword" was originally a sword technique, not a sword formation, but your temple used it as a sword formation, isn't it ridiculous?" Benchan snorted coldly: "Sword technique or sword formation, in the previous contest, was it Ming Wang who won, or was my Tianlong Temple superior?" |= | Jiu Mo Zhi smiled and replied: "Your temple has a slight advantage in the first battle, but in the second round, I am sure to win." Ben Yin asked: "The King wants to fight again in the second round?" Jiu Mo Zhi said seriously: "A man's words are spoken and cannot be reversed. I have promised Mr. Murong to show him the "Six Meridians Divine Sword". How can I shrink back?" "Even if Mr. Murong passes away, I will still take the sword manual to the tomb and burn it to comfort his spirit in heaven." "Haha!" Su Chen couldn't help laughing. Jiu Mo Zhi's obsession with martial arts was almost infatuated and hypocritical.