Chapter 94

When the first sound rang out, everyone in the room didn't react.

The second sound.

Bang!

I saw that person's eye ridges split, his black eyeballs burst out, as if a colorful silk shop had been opened, red, black, and purple all burst out.

The entire head actually exploded.

Then the third and fourth sounds.

Bang! Bang!

Two more puddles of liquid splashed out, and the headless corpses fell softly.

"Amitabha..." Yong Yong Jie sighed.

The Seven Ghosts of Mount Mei, now only the one who held the knife at the beginning was left.

He was so frightened by this strange scene that his legs were trembling, wanting to escape but not daring to.

After a while, he said tremblingly: "Profound... Profound Heaven Finger... could it be a high expert from the Manichaean Sect..."

He recognized the martial arts Li Miao used to kill people.

It must be said, although Li Miao basically held the attitude of killing one Ming Sect member whenever he saw one, this "Profound Heaven Finger" was really useful, and Li Miao had used it more than the Iron Punishment War Post in recent years.

Li Miao didn't look at him, but turned to Yong Yong Jie and said: "Great Master, do you have anything to say to him?"

Yong Yong Jie closed his eyes and sighed long.

"Benefactor Li, the monk has nothing to say."

"Yesterday's cause, today's fruit. They deserve to die, and the monk also deserves to die."

"It's just that anyone in the world can kill them, but only the monk is not qualified."

"The benefactor stops evil with martial arts, the monk will not have any estrangement because of this, the benefactor can do as he pleases."

"Big brother!!!" That person was originally trembling as he looked at Li Miao, but at this moment, hearing these words from Yong Yong Jie, he was shocked and angry for a while, turned his head to look at Yong Yong Jie, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"You—"

Bang!!!

The headless corpse fell.

"Great Master is quite good at being lazy."

Li Miao got up, bypassed the corpse, and walked to Yong Yong Jie's side to sit down.

"I saw it clearly just now; when he turned around, your internal energy was running through the Hand Shaoyang meridian, clearly preparing to use the 'Great Vajra Palm'."

"If I didn't make a move, I'm afraid you wouldn't have let these few people walk out of this door either."

Yong Yong Jie was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Benefactor has good vision, I don't know which high expert of the Manichaean Sect you are?"

He also recognized Li Miao as a member of the Ming Sect because of the "Profound Heaven Finger." He didn't show hostility, just secretly took some precautions.

Here we have to talk about the positioning of the "Ming Sect" in this Great Ming.

On the imperial court side, it's just one word: "Kill," kill one whenever you see one, nothing to say. But in the Jianghu and among the people, a consensus on the Ming Sect has not been formed.

The Ming Sect's main business is rebellion; everyone understands this, and everyone knows to avoid the Ming Sect, so as not to be rounded up by the Embroidered Uniform Guard and killed together.

But whether rebellion is good or bad actually depends on how everyone is living.

If it's a chaotic world, and the current emperor is not a human being, making the people unable to live, then everyone wants to rebel. At that time, the Ming Sect is an experienced organization that everyone looks forward to. The founding emperor of the Great Ming received help from the Ming Sect, and the major sects that have been passed down for many years in the Jianghu also have records of fighting side-by-side with the Ming Sect against foreign races back then, so there is some incense sentiment.

If it's a prosperous age, and everyone is living well, then the Ming Sect is a troublemaker and a lunatic who has nothing to do.

The current Great Ming has been passed down for many years, and the current emperor can't be said to be wise, and many drawbacks have already been revealed. Everyone is actually in a situation where it's "barely okay." At this time, the Jianghu's attitude toward the Ming Sect is ambiguous and undecided.

So Zuo Lishan and Liu Baiyun could so easily collude with the Ming Sect, so the three sect leaders of Hengshan, Hengshan, and Songshan did not show a vow to die rather than follow the Ming Sect, but only measured which side was stronger between the imperial court and the Ming Sect before deciding which side to lean toward.

So Yong Yong Jie recognized Li Miao as a member of the Ming Sect and didn't show hostility for a while.

Of course, this is only because the news of Tai'an City hasn't spread yet. Once these heinous crimes spread throughout the Jianghu, I'm afraid Yong Yong Jie's attitude toward Li Miao won't be like this.

Back to the present, Li Miao laughed dumbly when he heard Yong Yong Jie's words.

"Great Master, I have nothing to do with the Ming Sect."

"I am a wanderer, with no sect or faction, and I am not afraid of betraying my master and ancestors, I just use whatever martial arts are easy to use."

As he spoke, Li Miao raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

That bronze-colored skin suddenly glowed with a golden metallic luster.

"Golden Bell Cover!"

Yong Yong Jie exclaimed, looking at Li Miao with a solemn face: "Where did the benefactor learn my Shaolin unique skill?"

Stealing the inheritance of other sects is a taboo. In this point, all Jianghu sects are the same.

Li Miao smiled: "Great Master, don't be anxious, Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years, naturally there are unworthy disciples who have passed down unique skills."

"I just happened to get one by chance, and I have never passed it on. I also know quite a few from other sects."

Having said that, Li Miao gestured with his palm in the air a few times.

The more Yong Yong Jie looked, the more frightened he became.

"Taiji Entangling Hand, Mount Tai Sword Technique, Tang Men Grappling..."

Li Miao gestured too fast, and Yong Yong Jie couldn't even see what the martial arts behind were.

It's just that he could see that what Li Miao gestured casually were all extremely high-level martial arts. And it wasn't just having the form, but also having the spirit, and his attainments were not shallow.

Yong Yong Jie was stunned for a while, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It was the monk's eyes that were clumsy."

He didn't ask about Li Miao's background; since he said he was a wanderer, let's just assume that's the case.

It's just that he didn't ask about Li Miao's background, but Li Miao wanted to ask about his.

"Great Master." Li Miao gestured to the headless corpse on the ground: "These few people?"

Yong Yong Jie turned to look at the headless corpses, sighed long.

"Before leaving the secular world, there was a cause and effect."

"Benefactor, can you allow the monk to collect their corpses?"

Li Miao waved his hand: "Great Master, do as you please, people die and debts are cleared."

"Thank you."

Having said that, Yong Yong Jie got up, walked to the back kitchen, found the waiter hiding in a firewood room, and asked for some water and cloth.

After wiping the blood off the corpses and roughly organizing their clothes, Yong Yong Jie carried the corpses out the door.

Li Miao followed behind.

This is a small inn by the official road, with few people around, so there is no fear of being seen and reported to the officials.

The two walked into a mountain forest.

Yong Yong Jie put down the corpses, walked to an open space, and knelt down.

Then he began to dig a pit with his bare hands, one handful at a time. While digging, he muttered in his mouth.

"... All sentient beings who have not been liberated, their nature and consciousness are uncertain..."

"Evil habits form karma, good habits form results, doing good or evil, following the environment and being born..."

"Moving through dust kalpas, confused and hindered, like a fish swimming in a net, this is a long flow, escaping and entering, then encountering the net again..."

"I should, worry and think..."

Every time he said a sentence, he dug out a handful of soil and put it aside.

Li Miao frowned behind him.

Yong Yong Jie's martial arts, he saw clearly—this big monk is a top-tier first-rate expert, just like Liu Baiyun.

But, when he dug the pit, he didn't use any martial arts, and even deliberately restrained his true energy, only using his flesh palms to dig.

Before long, his fingertips were already worn out to the bone.

(End of chapter)