Chapter 135

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

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He held back his strength and wouldn't really smash this person to death. But his strength, even if it was only one percent, was not something a second-rate bastard could handle.

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

Heaven have mercy, he might not have been able to kowtow so many times to his father in his whole life.

By the fifth kowtow, the dazed Abbot 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 soil, making a muffled sound and unable to make a sound.

By the twentieth kowtow, Abbot Wu started to beg for mercy.

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

Li Miao didn't have any intention of stopping at all, still holding Abbot Wu's back neck and smashing him to the ground.

And at this time, whether it was the disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect, Abbot Wu's sect members, or the surrounding martial arts people watching the fun, they were no longer making any sound.

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

"Fifty-four."

Bang!

Finally, Li Miao stopped, lifted Abbot 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 go."

Immediately, he scanned the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally.

Swish——

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

Some who couldn't squeeze 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 their heads to look at the people beside them.

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

That person was stunned, and then reacted instantly.

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

Two people who didn't know each other chatted enthusiastically, turned their faces away, and avoided Li Miao's gaze.

"Hmm, that's about it."

Li Miao smiled.

To tell the truth, a bastard like Abbot Wu really wasn't worth his condescending to bully.

According to his temperament, it was naturally a Profound Heaven Finger point, and that would be the end of it.

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

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

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

But after this incident, these hundreds of people present should have remembered his face. If the imperial court became suspicious in the future, these people would all be his witnesses.

The leading young man saw Li Miao smiling at him harmoniously and actually shuddered.

Heaven have mercy, where did this peerless fierce person come from? There was no figure named Li Miao in the Jianghu. How did he run into him!

You know, this is the Shaolin mountain gate!

He was at a loss for a moment, stuttering: "Li, Big Brother Li, I..."

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

"Just a small punishment to warn him to be cautious when walking the Jianghu in the future. He'll be fine after recuperating in bed for half a year."

"If it were like this every day, it would be hard not to lose his life. I can be considered to be doing it for his own good."

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

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

Just when he was in a dilemma, and the surrounding Jianghu people felt like they were on pins and needles, and the scene cooled down for a moment.

Ka la la la——

The mountain gate of the Shaolin Temple finally opened slowly.

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

"Fellow donors, you have waited a long time."

He raised his head, just about to continue saying some scene 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 "Abbot! Abbot!" in chaos.

The surrounding Jianghu 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 Jianghu person walked forward quickly: "Master, greetings! Let's go in quickly!"

Having said that, without waiting for his answer, he rushed into the gate like he was 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 strangeness of the situation just now.

But in a moment, the open space outside the mountain gate was left with only Li Miao, Yin Minjun, the Huanhua Sword Sect group, and Abbot Wu's group.

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

Li Miao greeted, and walked towards the door, Yin Minjun naturally followed behind.

The Huanhua Sword Sect group looked at each other and had to follow Li Miao away.

Leaving Abbot Wu's group shouting and panicked in place.

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

The monk entertaining asked.

"Huanhua Sword Sect."

Li Miao answered casually.

"Mom, it's broken!" The leading young man thought to himself.

This person, don't be a demon who came to Shaolin to make trouble under the name of my Huanhua Sword Sect!

Li Miao vented his anger for them, and he was grateful in his heart. But the means were too extreme, not like the way of a righteous sect. Plus, it involved the reputation of the sect, so he didn't dare to gamble.

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

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

"Donors of the Huanhua Sword Sect, please follow me."

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

Moving forward all the way, they arrived at a square.

Generally, major sects with some status in the Jianghu would have such a square in the sect. On weekdays, disciples practiced martial arts there, and when there was something major in the sect or the Jianghu, it was taken out to be 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 from the side door in advance. Many chairs were placed on the east and west sides, and small and medium forces and Jianghu scattered people 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, sitting north facing south.

And because the south side faced the north side, and also had the meaning of "defeat" that Jianghu people were very taboo about, no seats were arranged.

Li Miao walked in with square steps and sat down. The major sects sitting on the north side didn't react, but the Jianghu people on the east and west sides changed color together.

"How could Shaolin really let him in!"

"What should we do now? That Abbot Wu is a good hand among the second-rate, and he was turned into that appearance; this person is afraid he is a peak expert!"

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

Li Miao looked left and right, raised his feet, and walked towards the east side.

It was just morning, and he disliked the sun on the west side being dazzling.

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

"Ah! I forgot, my eight characters are 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 near, the seats that were almost full were already more than half empty.

Those who didn't leave weren't that they 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 the Huanhua Sword Sect, and the people around quietly moved their buttocks away.

In a moment, 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 scanned over one after another, but were surprised for a moment.

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

(End of chapter)