Chapter 123

Li Miao didn't care at all about the eyes of the surrounding Wu Lin people, and on his own, he lifted and smashed Sect Leader Wu's head.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He restrained his force; he wouldn't really smash this person to death. But his strength, even if only one percent, was not something a second-rate loser could handle.

Twenty-seven sentences with the mouth, twenty-seven sentences in the heart, which meant Sect Leader Wu had to kowtow fifty-four times.

Heaven have mercy, he might not have kowtowed this many times to his father in his entire life.

After kowtowing the fifth time, the dazed Sect Leader Wu reacted and tried to scold Li Miao while holding on.

As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, his whole face was pressed into the dirt, making muffled sounds without being able to make a noise.

By the twentieth kowtow, Sect Leader Wu had already started begging for mercy.

By the fortieth kowtow, Sect Leader Wu had completely fainted, his head and face covered in blood.

Li Miao had no intention of stopping at all, still holding Sect Leader Wu's back neck and smashing him toward the ground.

And at this time, whether it was the disciples of Huanhua Sword Sect, Sect Leader Wu's sect members, or the surrounding Wu Lin people watching the show, none of them made a sound anymore.

The one who came out to persuade was already covered in cold sweat, his legs shaking, wanting to leave.

"Fifty-four."

Bang!

Finally, Li Miao stopped, lifted Sect Leader Wu up, and threw him to the ground like a broken bag.

Then he smiled at the leading young man as if nothing had happened.

"Alright, you don't have to leave."

Immediately, he swept a glance around the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally.

Swish——

In an instant, the surrounding Wu Lin people retreated one after another.

Those who couldn't get out because there were too many people behind them were panicked and at a loss for a moment. With a flash of inspiration, they suddenly turned to look at the people beside them.

"Ah, Brother Li! Long time no see!"

That person was stunned, and then instantly reacted.

"Ah? Ah! Brother Wang, Brother Wang, what a coincidence!"

Two people who didn't know each other chatted enthusiastically, turning their faces away to avoid Li Miao's gaze.

"Hmm, that's about it."

Li Miao smiled.

To tell the truth, a loser like Sect Leader Wu wasn't worth him condescending to bully.

According to his temperament, it would naturally be a Profound Heaven Finger to kill him and be done with it.

If it were in Shuntian Prefecture, he should be sipping a bowl of hot tea leisurely, listening to Wang Hai punishing this person's screams, eating some dried fruits and preserved fruits. After it was over, he would get up, put on his clothes, and throw a few taels of silver on him to treat his wounds.

He went to this trouble, of course, to make everyone remember his face.

Relying only on these few people from Huanhua Sword Sect, the weight was not enough to prove that he only arrived at Shaolin today.

But after this incident, these hundreds of people present should all remember his face. In the future, if the imperial court became suspicious, these people would all be his witnesses.

The leading young man saw Li Miao smile at him harmoniously and couldn't help but shiver all over.

Heaven have mercy, where did this peerless fierce person come from? There wasn't even a figure named Li Miao in the Wu Lin. How did he run into him!

You have to know, this was the Shaolin mountain gate!

He was at a loss and stammered: "Brother Li, I..."

Li Miao laughed lightly: "Don't be nervous."

"Just a small punishment to warn him, so he can be more cautious when walking the Wu Lin in the future. He'll be fine after resting in bed for half a year."

"If he were like this every day, he would inevitably lose his life. I can be considered to be doing it for his own good."

"Ah? Ah, yes, yes..."

The leading young man was going down the mountain for the first time; where had he seen Li Miao's robber logic of "beating you is for your own good"? For a moment, he only felt it was wrong, but didn't dare to refute.

Just as he was in a dilemma, and the surrounding Wu Lin people felt like they were on pins and needles, and the scene became cold for a moment.

Clatter, clatter, clatter——

The Shaolin Temple gate finally opened slowly.

A monk walked out of the gate, put his hands together, and bowed to the crowd.

"Benefactors, sorry to keep you waiting."

He raised his head, just about to continue saying some polite words, but was stunned for a moment.

A person was lying on the ground, his head and face covered in blood, and a group of people surrounded him, shouting "Sect Leader! Sect Leader!" in chaos.

The surrounding Wu Lin people looked at the sky, the ground, and the trees, but no one dared to look in that direction.

His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, someone was more anxious than him.

A Wu Lin person stepped forward quickly: "Master, greetings! Let's go in quickly!"

Having said this, without waiting for his reply, he rushed into the gate as if fleeing.

The others also rushed over like they were fleeing for their lives.

The monk was busy entertaining, so he had no time to think about the weirdness of the situation just now.

After a while, only Li Miao, Yin Minjun, the Huanhua Sword Sect group, and Sect Leader Wu's group were left on the open space outside the mountain gate.

"Let's go, everyone has gone in."

Li Miao greeted, and walked toward the entrance, Yin Minjun naturally following behind.

The Huanhua Sword Sect group looked at each other and had no choice but to follow Li Miao and leave.

Leaving Sect Leader Wu's group shouting and panicked in place.

"This benefactor, may I ask where you are from?"

The entertaining monk asked.

"Huanhua Sword Sect."

Li Miao answered casually.

"Oh my, it's broken!" the leading young man thought to himself.

This person, don't tell me he's a demon who came to Shaolin to cause trouble using my Huanhua Sword Sect's name!

Li Miao stood up for them, and he was grateful in his heart. But the means were too extreme, not like the way a famous sect would act. Coupled with the reputation of the sect, he didn't dare to gamble.

So he was behind Li Miao, winking at the entertaining monk, wanting to pass a message.

But he was blocked by Yin Minjun stepping forward, her gaze sweeping coldly, making him speechless for a moment.

"Benefactors of Huanhua Sword Sect, please follow me."

The monk didn't see the leading young man's warning, nodded, and led the crowd into the temple.

Moving forward, they arrived at a square.

Generally, major sects with some status in the Wu Lin would have such a square in the sect. It was used for disciples to practice Wu Gong on weekdays, and when there was a major event in the sect or the Wu Lin, it was used as a venue.

At this time, many people were already sitting on the north side of the square, all major sects that had entered the temple early through the side door. Many chairs were placed on the east and west sides, and small and medium forces and Wu Lin wanderers waiting outside could sit down on their own.

Since ancient times, the south was respected, so those with the highest status sat on the north side, facing south.

And because the south side faced the north side and had the meaning of "defeat" which Wu Lin people were very taboo about, no seats were arranged.

Li Miao walked in with square steps, the major sects sitting on the north side didn't react, but the Wu Lin people on the east and west sides all changed color.

"How could Shaolin really let him in!"

"What to do now, that Sect Leader Wu is a good hand among the second-rate, and he turned him into that look; this person is afraid he is a supreme expert!"

"Looking at his style, it's not the style of a righteous sect. I'm afraid he's going to cause trouble!"

Li Miao looked left and right, and walked toward the east side.

It was just morning, and he disliked the sun shining in his eyes sitting on the west side.

Just as he walked halfway, someone on the east side stood up suddenly.

"Ah! I forgot, my horoscope is taboo to the east! Brother Wang, I'm going to sit on the west side!"

"I'm also taboo, I'm also taboo! Let's go together, let's go together!"

For a while, it was a mess.

By the time Li Miao walked close, the seats that were almost full were already more than half empty.

Those who didn't leave didn't want to leave, but the seats on the west side were already full.

Li Miao sat in the front row with Yin Minjun and Huanhua Sword Sect, and the people around them quietly moved their butts away.

After a while, a large open space formed around Li Miao.

At this time, the major sects sitting on the north side also noticed the situation here and swept their gazes over, but were surprised for a moment.

"Hmm? Isn't that, Elder Yin of the Hengshan Sect?"