Chapter 100

Once these words were spoken, the temperament on Yong Jie's body changed.

His name before becoming a monk was Tu Qingcang.

A top-tier expert, owner of the Juyi Manor, known in the Jianghu as the "Pillar of Heaven."

Ah, of course, he cannot transform, and there is no AllSpark on him.

This nickname, first, is because of his name, and second, it is taken from the lines in Yuan drama describing generals: "The white jade pillar that holds up the sky, the purple gold beam that supports the sea."

In those years, he became famous for his self-created fist technique, the "Pillar of Heaven Fist," and his reputation was built punch by punch.

However, his personality in those years was somewhat similar to Zuo Lishan's. Both were self-opinionated and arrogant. And he was not as good at pretending as Zuo Lishan, so he had many enemies in the Jianghu.

However, until he disappeared, the Juyi Manor he established was always the hegemon of the southern Wu Lin that stood firm.

Only because he was still there.

How could he just be a good-tempered monk who accepts his fate?

With the words "fight for it," his entire aura instantly became sharp and majestic.

He said "fight for it," but what he was thinking was clearly "determined to win."

Li Miao glanced at him and said with a smile: "Alright, alright, let's see if you can stand up by yourself first."

Yong Jie's aura suddenly dissipated, and he was left between laughter and tears.

Li Miao's personality has a small flaw—he cannot stand people acting cool in front of him.

Since he left Shuntian Prefecture until now, anyone who acted pretentious in front of him, if they had a good relationship, would be choked by him, and if they had a bad relationship, they would be beaten up directly.

So as soon as Yong Jie showed signs of "I'm not pretending anymore, I want to take off my kind mask," he was blocked back by Li Miao's words.

Seeing Yong Jie not speaking, Li Miao smiled and continued.

"However, we can put the breaking up aside for now."

"How does the Great Master know that I have no interest in this Wedding Dress Divine Art?"

Yong Jie looked up suddenly.

Li Miao's trip to the Miao region was first for Xiaosi, and second to cut off the inheritance of witchcraft.

This thing, in this era, is too big a threat.

The matter in Tai'an City was resolved perfectly because he was there. Once the Ming Sect's plan succeeded, if commoners fled into the countryside with insects, it might be a plague that would leave nine out of ten houses empty.

And the tomb the woman mentioned is the Miao King's tomb.

Li Miao naturally has to go and take a look.

It's all about the Miao region anyway, so it's on the way.

Yong Jie did not know Li Miao's calculations and only said solemnly to Li Miao: "Benefactor, are you not changing your itinerary for this monk?"

"Your Wu Gong, Benefactor, is already beyond the ordinary; the so-called divine arts are of little use to you."

"If it weren't for the miraculous power-passing function of this Wedding Dress Divine Art, this monk wouldn't go either."

Li Miao waved his hand: "Don't overthink it."

"I have my own calculations, and where I go is my choice."

"Since our goals are the same, it means our fate hasn't ended yet; the Great Master can recover from his injuries in peace."

"After your injuries are healed, we will set off immediately to explore the Miao King's tomb."

Two days later, Li Miao and Yong Jie walked out of the city gate.

Yong Jie looked back and sighed.

Li Miao smiled: "What, Great Master, is your worldly fate not yet ended, and you can't bear to part with that woman?"

Yong Jie shook his head: "No."

"This monk just saw an old friend and remembered some things."

Li Miao smiled: "Still haven't chanted enough sutras."

"That woman, don't you want to beg me to save her?"

Yong Jie pressed his hands together: "This monk wants to save her, but I cannot."

"Cause and effect, retribution is not empty. She is my friend, but also someone else's enemy. If she did evil, she must repay it."

"After this monk saves the person I want to save, I will also go find my creditors and return this life to them."

Li Miao glanced at him: "Really stubborn."

"Don't forget to come find me for a drink before you die."

Yong Jie smiled: "Definitely, definitely."

The two said no more and galloped toward the Miao King's tomb.

The hardships of the journey are omitted; a few days later, the two finally arrived at the legendary Miao King's tomb.

This place is a desolate wilderness, usually with no human presence.

But now it is bustling with noise.

Before they even got close, the two saw many Jianghu people with swords and blades, all rushing in the same direction.

Yong Jie stopped for a moment, a look of hesitation appearing on his face.

"What's wrong?" Li Miao asked.

"Many people here recognize this monk," Yong Jie said.

"This monk originally wanted to go to a village in the Miao region, which is isolated from the Central Plains Wu Lin, so I wouldn't fear anyone recognizing me."

"But now, there are southern Wu Lin people here, and several sect leaders who have seen this monk in the past. If I go over rashly, I fear it will cause trouble."

Yong Jie looked conflicted.

Li Miao smiled: "I thought you were confident, but it turns out you forgot about this."

"Come, disperse your Zhou Tian true energy, close your eyes."

Yong Jie was obedient and did so immediately.

Li Miao stepped forward, his hands suddenly turning bright red, emitting slow white smoke, and he pressed them onto Yong Jie's face.

"Ugh!"

Yong Jie's body shook, and he barely endured without dodging.

"Oh, I forgot to say, it hurts a little, bear with it," Li Miao said nonchalantly.

Yong Jie felt that Li Miao was probably going to kill him; this wasn't just a little pain, it was heart-wrenching!

What Li Miao used was exactly the method he used to reattach Liu Baiyun's severed arm, which could also be used for interrogation.

This method is essentially about communicating blood and energy, reconnecting meridians, and stimulating flesh and blood.

Being able to reattach someone's severed facial features naturally means it can also change someone's original facial features.

After a while, Li Miao let go, but Yong Jie's body went limp, and he gasped for air.

"Alright, this looks much more pleasing to the eye," Li Miao smiled.

Yong Jie caught his breath, found a puddle to look at, and sure enough, he was unrecognizable.

"Let's go."

Yong Jie agreed, and the two walked toward the crowded area.

Before they even got close, a young man walked over and looked them up and down.

"The two of you, stop; may I ask if you are here for the tomb?"

"Exactly," Yong Jie replied.

"Oh, I see," the young man said: "I am Yuan Li of the Kong Dong Sect, nice to meet you both."

"May I ask your names and where you studied?"

Li Miao glanced at him: "What, in this desolate wilderness, do we need to show a travel permit to enter?"

The young man waved his hand with a smile: "Don't overthink it, both of you."

"You both know that this matter has spread throughout the Jianghu, and more and more people have come in recent days, a mix of fish and dragons."

"A few days ago, a greenwood bandit snuck in and took several lives while it was crowded."

"So my Kong Dong, along with Emei and Hengshan, discussed it and decided we couldn't go on like this. Those who come later must state their identities, to avoid letting villains in, so everyone can feel at ease."

"As long as you two are not Jianghu wanderers or greenwood bandits, you can naturally enter."

What he said made sense, but Li Miao and Yong Jie really couldn't produce a decent identity.

Not to mention Li Miao, if he showed his Embroidered Uniform Guard waist token, he could enter, but it would probably cause an uproar.

And Yong Jie didn't have an identity he could talk about either.

He snuck out and was doing private business. If he reported his dharma name, it would involve Shaolin, and he couldn't do that.

He couldn't say his secular name either.

Because Kong Dong also had a grudge against him. Emei also had a grudge against him. The entire southern Wu Lin, several famous giants, basically all had grudges against him.

It can only be said that Yong Jie really didn't know how to conduct himself before becoming a monk.

Li Miao saw Yong Jie's embarrassment and knew his difficulty.

The disciple saw that the two didn't speak, and his hand reached toward the pair of judge pens at his waist: "If you two don't have a decent background, please go back."

"The sect leaders of several southern Wu Lin giants are all here; don't cause trouble, lest you lose your lives."

The Wu Gong of the Kong Dong Sect is famously miscellaneous, with inheritances in knives, spears, swords, sticks, fists, and legs. Like the judge pens chosen by this young man, they are relatively niche in the Jianghu, and not many people know how to deal with them, so they have an advantage in a fight.

So he wasn't afraid of a fight.

Li Miao glanced at him, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "We are indeed Jianghu wanderers, without a sect. But someone can verify our identities."

"Hengshan Sect has also sent people, right? Who came?"

When the young man heard that they didn't mean to fight, he replied politely: "The Hengshan sect leader went to attend the Wuyue Alliance and hasn't returned yet. It is Elder Yin Minjun of Hengshan who came."

"Oh, go and pass the word, tell her that Li Miao has come, and tell her to come out and receive me immediately."

Li Miao said indifferently.

The young man didn't move for a moment, looking Li Miao up and down, thinking: "What a big tone!"

"Looking at your face, you're only in your early thirties, and you're not a famous person; yet you want the number two person of Hengshan to come out and receive you, and 'immediately'?"

"Are you trying to trick me away so you can sneak in?"

However, being sent to do the work of welcoming and sending off, he wasn't someone without a city in his heart.

First, he politely told Li Miao to wait a moment, turned and walked away a few steps, found a fellow disciple to explain a few words, and then walked back, looking at Li Miao and Yong Jie.

He wanted to strike up a conversation and get some words out. But Li Miao couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him, and Yong Jie was a straight shooter, afraid of letting something slip, so he also kept his mouth shut, leaving him on the side.

The young man became increasingly dissatisfied, just waiting for the Hengshan Sect to say they didn't know these two later, and he would definitely insult them a few times to vent his anger.

After a while, he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him.

When the young man turned his head, he saw a group of people rushing over, all using light body techniques to run.

He looked closely.

The leader was Yin Minjun of the Hengshan Sect, followed by several others, all of whom were veterans of the Hengshan Sect.

Looking at the group of people behind, the young man was speechless for a moment.

"The Hengshan Sect, they all came!?"

There were about a hundred people from the Hengshan Sect here, and at this moment, they were all rushing over together.

The young man hurriedly made way.

He saw Yin Minjun using her light body technique with all her might, arriving here first, looking around.

Seeing Li Miao, she actually used the Hengshan Sect's town-sect light body technique, the "Ape Lord Somersault Cloud," to flash in front of Li Miao.

Then she bowed to the ground: "Li—"

"Hey." Li Miao spoke, interrupting her "Lord Li" that followed.

"Long time no see, Elder Yin. I am a Jianghu wanderer, it's not easy to enter, thank you for coming to receive me."

Yin Minjun was also an old Jianghu hand; hearing Li Miao's words, she immediately understood that he didn't want to reveal his identity, and immediately replied.

"Brother Li! It's only right! It's only right!"

"You have a grace of rebirth to my Hengshan Sect; such a small matter, my Hengshan Sect will naturally do it for you!"

"You've had a hard journey, please follow me, let us wash away the dust for you."

After speaking, Yin Minjun respectfully reached out to lead the way, and led Li Miao and Yong Jie away.

Leaving the Kong Dong disciple stunned on the spot.

The matter of the Wuyue Sword Sect has been over for more than a month. Deng Baixuan was taken to Shuntian Prefecture by Wang Hai, but such a big matter as defecting to the Embroidered Uniform Guard naturally led to disciples being sent to bring the news back to the sect.

This Yin Minjun is considered the number two person of the Hengshan Sect, in her thirties, and her Wu Gong is not below Deng Baixuan's. With Deng Baixuan gone, Yin Minjun is the one who calls the shots in the Hengshan Sect.

In the news Deng Baixuan sent back, more than half of the space was about Li Miao, blowing Li Miao up as rare in the sky and unique on the ground.

Here are a few excerpts:

His Wu Gong is like a Heaven-Man, unreachable. He turned the tide, supported the falling building, saved thousands of Tai'an commoners from fire and water, and saved the Wuyue Sword Sect from danger. His appearance is like Pan An, his righteousness like Guan Yu, his courage like Zi Long, his wisdom like Zhuge... he is truly a hero of the ages, a model for the world!

This world should change its surname to Li! (This sentence was held back)

Of course, it's hard to say if Deng Baixuan knew that the Embroidered Uniform Guard would check the news he sent back to the sect in advance, so he was flattering Li Miao.

But what Yin Minjun heard were these flattering words.

Now that she heard Li Miao had come, how could she not be nervous?

Not to mention anything else, Deng Baixuan is still in Shuntian Prefecture, in the hands of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

When they arrived at the place where the Hengshan Sect was stationed, Yin Minjun let the disciples guard the surroundings, and with the remaining veterans, she was about to kneel to Li Miao directly.

"Greetings, Lord Li!"

Li Miao raised his hand in the air, and a gentle true energy lifted them up: "Alright, I don't have the habit of making people kneel."

I don't know who it was that said "those who don't want to die can kneel" when catching Yan Xiaosheng.

After speaking, he turned and walked to the main seat and sat down.

The Hengshan Sect has a big family and a big business, and it is the one that spends money among the Wuyue Sword Sect. At this moment, they actually built a large shed in this desolate wilderness, which is very spacious.

"The matter in Tai'an is over, you don't need to mention it again, just do your job well for the Embroidered Uniform Guard in the future."

"Tell me about the situation of this Miao King's tomb."

Yin Minjun was still shocked by the deep true energy contained in Li Miao's light support, and when she heard Li Miao ask, she hurriedly answered.

"Back to my lord."

"At present, the giants in this Miao King's tomb include the Beggar Gang, Cao Gang, Emei, Qingcheng, and Kong Dong. A few days ago, we sent people to invite Master Xingchi of Shaolin, but there is no news yet."

"Besides these, the lone experts include 'North Leg of the Forest' Huo Hong, 'Iron Fist Arhat' Cang Feifeng, 'Match Li Guang' Gong Yuanzhi, and four or five others."

"A few days ago, we gathered a few experts and went down to take a look; it is indeed the Miao King's tomb. And there are many decayed weapons; many Jianghu people died here many years ago."

"Looking at the workmanship of the weapons, the people who died here in those years had good Wu Gong; the possibility of the 'Wedding Dress Divine Art' being here is not low. It's just that there are too many poisonous insects inside; with few people, no matter how high the Wu Gong is, it is difficult to guard against."

"My lord, you came at the right time. Tonight, several giants are going to discuss countermeasures, and tomorrow we will open the tomb and go in together to explore."

(End of chapter)