Chapter 94: Dead End

Li Miao opened his eyes and didn't return the salute, saying indifferently, "A Paojianghu wanderer, with no fame, so it’s natural that Leader Lao doesn't recognize me."

"Li Miao, greetings."

Lao Qifeng searched his memory, but had no impression at all, and felt increasingly strange.

He naturally wouldn't believe that Yin Minjun was really not participating. So the reason for the change in attitude should be these "two Paojianghu friends."

But experts in Paojianghu should have become famous in their twenties. Li Miao looked to be in his early thirties, and if his internal energy was successful, his appearance would look young under the nourishment of internal energy, and his age should be estimated even higher.

In his thirties and still unknown, what kind of person could he be?

You know, it is very unreasonable for someone like Li Miao to practice martial arts in Shuntian Prefecture and still succeed.

It’s a simple truth: if you don't fight, how do you learn to fight?

Muffled cultivation cannot make a master. Internal energy can be cultivated by oneself, but moves must grow gradually in one fight after another. I have never heard of anyone who could become a master by following a secret manual and copying a wooden dummy.

In their twenties, moves should be pure and skilled, and there is no room for improvement by practicing hard in the sect. So the sects in this world generally send their disciples down the mountain to grind when they are in their twenties.

Walking in Paojianghu is inevitable to fight, and with fighting, you can grind your moves. After walking a circle and coming back, you should be out of the rut of one move and one style.

Lao Qifeng felt strange in his heart, so he tried to test him. "Hero Li, blame my ignorance, I haven't heard of your name."

"We are going down to the tomb together tomorrow, why don't you talk about the martial arts you are good at, so we can understand each other, and it will be easier to take care of each other then."

Li Miao smiled. "I already said I am a Paojianghu wanderer, with no fame, so I am just an ordinary idler."

"It’s just that I am an old acquaintance with the Hengshan Sect, and it happened to be a coincidence, so I asked Elder Yin to take me in to see the fun, and I won't hinder your business."

"As for martial arts..."

As he spoke, Li Miao waved his fists in the air, making a sound of breaking through the air. "Just ordinary hard-body techniques, not worth mentioning."

Lao Qifeng looked at it, and it was indeed not a very clever hard-body technique, just barely second-rate in Paojianghu.

He felt relieved, exchanged a few polite words, and said no more.

"Perhaps he is really just an old acquaintance of the Hengshan Sect. I don't know how much help he gave the Hengshan Sect to be treated so respectfully."

"Well, as long as his Wu Gong is poor, there is no need to pay too much attention. After going down to the tomb, there is no sun, and eventually, we have to see the real chapter in our hands."

Another hour passed, and everyone finally reached a consensus.

Tomorrow, each family will send five experts above the second rate in. Lone experts, as long as their Wu Gong is above the second rate, can also follow. After entering, first take care of each other and find out the tomb. After finding the Wedding Dress Divine Art, rely on your own abilities.

Whoever can walk out of the tomb door with the Wedding Dress Divine Art, it belongs to them. After walking out of the tomb door, no one is allowed to fight for it.

Everyone else stays outside, guarding the circle, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

After the result came out, no matter if it was favorable or unfavorable, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. They stood up one after another to say goodbye to Yin Minjun, and each went back to prepare and arrange manpower.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day, and everyone gathered at the tomb entrance.

Beggar Sect, Cao Gang, Emei, Qingcheng, and Kongtong each sent five people, plus three lone first-rate experts.

Plus Li Miao, Yongjie, and Yin Minjun, a total of thirty-one people, which was the candidate for this tomb entry.

It was already late, so everyone brought some dry food and water and walked into the tomb, with Li Miao and the other two following at the end.

As soon as they entered the tomb, Yin Minjun couldn't help but shiver.

Because on the walls and ground on both sides of the tomb alley, there were densely packed insects crawling everywhere!

A few people walking in front were not careful, and their feet made a "squish squish" sound, not knowing how many insects they had stepped to death.

No matter how high Yin Minjun’s Wu Gong was, she was still a woman, and she was somewhat afraid of insects, so she couldn't help but hide behind Li Miao.

This is not to say that after only two days, Yin Minjun had taken Li Miao as her reliance.

First, Deng Baixuan blew Li Miao too hard. Even if Yin Minjun only believed three or five percent, Li Miao was still a rare hero in the world.

Second, when Li Miao stopped her from kneeling the day before yesterday, he used internal energy to lift her up from a distance. An expert knows the way, and Yin Minjun, as a first-rate expert, naturally sensed the vastness of that internal energy. And martial artists respect experts the most.

With both combined, it’s no wonder Yin Minjun subconsciously developed a longing for Li Miao.

Li Miao smiled silently and flicked a trace of internal energy toward Yin Minjun’s neck.

It was the "Ice Soul Divine Palm" he used to calm Jiao Qingfeng in Taian City, icy and bone-chilling. Yin Minjun was shocked by the cold and calmed down accordingly.

"Elder Yin is also a famous first-rate expert, yet you are afraid of insects?" Li Miao smiled.

"You make me laugh, my Lord..." Yin Minjun’s face was a little red.

The Hengshan Sect is mostly women, a rare major sect in Paojianghu dominated by female disciples. She entered the sect at a young age, and although she had a good appearance, she had never experienced human affairs.

Moreover, she had good aptitude, became famous at a young age, and had a high status, so few men in Paojianghu could catch her eye.

Li Miao’s Wu Gong was unfathomable, and he was blown to the sky by the leader, and his appearance was heroic, which could be considered a man she rarely saw who could completely surpass her. At this moment, hearing Li Miao’s teasing, she was naturally a little shy.

"No matter. But this is the Miao King’s tomb. Later, let alone ordinary poisonous insects, even Gu insects are not surprising."

"Elder Yin should be mentally prepared, so as not to be caught off guard and get injured."

Li Miao said with a smile.

"Yes..." Yin Minjun replied weakly.

Everyone walked forward, and soon, they reached the place where the people before had to retreat.

Arriving here, what was crawling around was no longer ordinary insects, but poisonous insects that would actively attack.

Fortunately, the people who came in this time were at least second-rate experts, and they all made their moves, and within an hour, they cleared the poisonous insects on the ground.

However, arriving here, there was no way forward.

Lao Qifeng stepped forward to take a look, and blocking the way was a huge stone, chiseled flat, clearly placed here by the tomb owner as a barrier.

He used his internal energy and hit the huge stone with a palm.

Boom!!

The momentum was huge, and for a while, stone chips flew, and a palm print was left on it.

Lao Qifeng frowned.

This huge stone was one piece, and listening to the sound, it was three or four feet thick.

This thickness was not something that could be dismantled by human power for a while.

He looked around, hit the surrounding walls with a few palms, lowered his head and thought for a while, turned his head and said.

"This place shouldn't be a dead end. I think there should be a mechanism that can open this stone wall."

"Let’s each go to the surrounding tomb chambers to explore, to see if we can find anything."