The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 159 The Palm Technique Falling from the Sky

The old man led the way, followed by Li Miao and three great wizards. After twisting and turning in the cave, they arrived at an inconspicuous cave entrance.

Several Miao people looked pale.

Obviously, the Miao King was right here, and the Miao people from the twelve clans were really afraid of her.

Li Miao asked casually as he walked.

"Speaking of which, what did you mean by 'unsealing' the Miao King?"

The old man walked forward cautiously, looking left and right as he answered.

"We used some special poisonous insects to block the Miao King's perception."

"The Miao King's body and habits are similar to those of a poisonous insect. If there is no external stimulation, it will fall into dormancy. That's why we dared to do something secretly and hand over the clues to you, sir."

"But if she wakes up, she will immediately find out what we have done. Then we will surely die."

"Before, we thought that the court had not received any clues and we had no chance to send a message, so we could only wake her up. After killing us, the court army will sweep over, and she should still keep some people to serve her."

At this point, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

"But if she meets the adults and knows that we have brought in outsiders, I'm afraid she will not hold back."

"Oh."

Li Miao responded without making any comment, and the hearts of the Miao people sank even more.

After walking a few dozen steps, the old man stopped.

"Sir, this is it."

He squatted down and lifted up a well-camouflaged stone slab on the ground, revealing a jar inside.

The old man picked up the jar and turned to look at Li Miao.

"My lord, this is the poisonous insect that seals the Miao King. If one dies, the entire imprisonment system will collapse, and the Miao King will wake up."

"We are not exaggerating the terror of the Miao King."

"Sir, think about it again. Are you really not going to wait for the imperial army?"

Li Miao glanced at him, raised his hand and used the Xuantian Finger.

"You're just talking nonsense."

Snapped.

slam-la-

puff.

With a slight sound, the jar shattered. The fragments fell to the ground, revealing a jet-black cicada, which was crushed to pieces by Li Miao's finger.

In the silence, the faces of several great witches became paler and paler.

In the passage, only the increasingly heavy breathing of a few people could be heard.

After a while, a rustling sound suddenly came from deep in the cave. At first it was barely audible, but then it gradually became dense and piercing, making the eardrums vibrate as if they were about to burst.

"She's awake..."

The old man muttered to himself.

However, the noise stopped after a while, and the cave fell into silence again.

"Did he fall asleep again?"

Li Miao raised his eyebrows.

"No."

The old man shook his head.

"The Miao Queen's behavior is no different from that of a poisonous insect. It would be better if she made some noise. Now that she has stopped making any noise, it means that she has discovered us, is hiding, and is ready to attack us."

"It has come to this... Sir, please follow me!"

The old man had also been practicing witchcraft since he was young, and he had a cruel nature. Now that he had no way out, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, no longer hesitating.

"Use the word 'transformation'!"

He shouted, raised his hand, revealed his sharp nails, and scratched his wrist fiercely, and blood gushed out.

The old man put the wound to his mouth and greedily sucked his own blood until the wound turned white. Then he raised his hand, clenched his fist, and pounded it hard on his stomach.

"Wow--"

He spat out a mouthful of filth, from which a spider as big as a fist crawled out, climbed up the old man's leg to his neck, and bit him.

The old man's face instantly turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and saliva flowed from his mouth. At the same time, his originally hunched body suddenly straightened up, and his atrophied muscles swelled up, suddenly turning into a tall and mighty man. The other three great witches did the same, becoming tall and mighty one after another.

However, the poisonous insects that were vomited out fell to the ground and lost their sound.

"Oh, there are so many different kinds of things."

Li Miao exclaimed.

"Sir, this 'transformation' spell can only last for half an hour at most. After that, we will be useless. Let's set off quickly."

The old man said.

"it is good."

Li Miao nodded, and using his lightness skills, he flew towards the depths of the cave like a puff of smoke.

Several great witches followed behind him, running with great momentum and rumbling sounds as they ran forward together.

In just a few moments, they arrived at the cave entrance.

Li Miao raised his hand and stopped several great wizards.

"Stop, don't fall."

The old man looked outside the cave and was speechless for a moment.

Outside the cave entrance, there was nothing but emptiness and no place to stay.

He looked around. The narrow cave in his memory had turned into a spherical hole a hundred feet wide. There were hundreds of holes densely distributed on the stone wall, and they were just sticking their heads out of one of the holes.

In the center of the bottom of this hole, there seemed to be a large area of black and white liquid that was rolling constantly.

When the old man took a closer look, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

That wasn't liquid at all... It was clearly countless snakes as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, completely black with white patterns all over.

They are entangled with each other and wriggling slowly, looking like rippling water from a distance.

"In the wilds of Yongzhou there are strange snakes: black with white markings, they kill all the plants and trees they touch; they bite people and no one can resist them..."

"My lord, be careful. Don't get bitten by this snake, or there will be no cure."

The old man murmured.

As he was speaking, he heard an "oh" from the side.

A figure walked past him and jumped down.

"grown ups!?"

He suddenly exclaimed.

Why is this Jinyiwei so reckless! ?
It’s over, it’s over. Just die yourself, but don’t take them with you!
Just when he didn't know what to do, he heard Li Miao's faint voice.

"Just fight from a distance, that's all."

"Have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

The old man was stunned.

"Wha, what..."

Li Miao was halfway down when he suddenly stopped in mid-air. His body suddenly rose ten feet high and then floated above the large group of snakes like a fallen leaf.

"The Tathagata Palm."

In the air, a Qi handprint about ten feet square appeared faintly and suddenly fell down.

boom! ! ! !

In an instant, the sound waves rolled up, shaking all directions.

Wow! ——

Just like a ripe persimmon that was hit hard by someone, the juice splashed everywhere!

There was suddenly a gap in the black and white mass.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Countless Qi hand prints fell, dust flew, blood splattered, and it actually crossed a space of hundreds of feet and splashed on the corner of the old man's clothes, turning it black in an instant.

The cloth rotted and fell to the ground with a hissing sound.

The old man didn't notice anything at all. He just stared at Li Miao blankly and muttered.

"It's clearly the Ming Cult's 'Great Nine Heavens Palm'..."

"What kind of power is this..."

(End of this chapter)