The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 175 Thoughts (4000)

Let’s not talk about Zhisheng’s mood swings, let’s just talk about Li Miao.

Yang Tianyi's words revealed two pieces of information.

First, the Yang family has put aside their hatred for Ji Tianrui and is cooperating with him to attack Shuntian Prefecture.

Second, the hatred between the Yang family and the Zhu family of the Dashuo royal family is far deeper than that between the Yang family and Ji Tianrui.

Rumor has it that the founding emperor of Dashuo relied on the power of the Ming Cult to start his rebellion. Some even say that he himself was born in the Ming Cult. And since the founding of Dashuo, almost all the leaders of the Ming Cult have the surname Yang.

After Li Miao entered the martial arts world, the only people he met were the imperial court and the Ming Cult.

If you connect these things together...it becomes interesting.

Li Miao looked at Yang Tianyi and said lightly.

"Anything else you want to say?"

"Gone."

Yang Tianyi shook his head, his hands formed into claws, like ten steel hooks. He raised one hand to his chest, and pressed the other hand to his waist. He stood still, and stared at Li Miao with a pair of tiger eyes.

"I was just about to fight Lord Li to the death."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound all over his body. His already tall and extraordinary figure suddenly became even taller, and veins on his arms bulged!

Zhi Sheng, who was standing by, turned pale with horror.

What's this!?

Best... No, that's not it. These muscles and strength are far beyond the best!

Simply inhuman!
"Master Li!——"

Zhisheng opened his mouth suddenly, and his pupils suddenly shrank when he was halfway through his words!

Yang Tianyi’s tall figure was already in front of him!
"!!!"

It is too late to escape or dodge now!

Zhisheng let go of the sword and raised his hand to form a palm.

Yang Tianyi grabbed him in the face with one claw.

Zhisheng raised the tip of his palm diagonally upwards, holding Yang Tianyi's arm horizontally.

"Four ounces... move a thousand pounds!"

The reason why he abandoned his sword was that he realized the gap between the two of them. In order to survive, he tried to use the essence of Tai Chi to overcome hardness with softness and to use the opponent's force to counter force, to make up for the gap between them.

But the moment their arms collided, he understood.

I was wrong.

To achieve a great result with just a little effort, you must have the necessary skills.

And the opponent weighs more than a thousand pounds!
The Tai Chi force had just reached the arm and tried to stick to the opponent's arm when it was suppressed by the huge force.

That giant claw has already arrived in front of him!
"It's over."

Zhisheng watched Yang Tianyi's claws getting closer and closer to his face.

In an instant, he was determined to live and die.

He actually raised one foot and suddenly attacked Yang Tianyi's lower body.

The force came from the ground. When he raised his foot, the strength in his arm loosened, and Yang Tianyi's claws fell even faster.

"Even if I die, I will give you a hard blow!"

"Master Li, this is all I can do!"

Yang Tianyi didn't care about Zhisheng's dying struggle at all. He didn't even look at Zhisheng, but stared at Li Miao with his eyes.

Killing Zhisheng means forcing Li Miao to come to the rescue.

If you save others, you will reveal your flaws!

He knew that he was no match for Li Miao, but the Yang family would never sit and wait for death!
In this moment of life and death.

"Ah."

Li Miao chuckled.

With a flash, he was behind Zhisheng. Instead of trying to save him, he raised his hand and slapped Zhisheng on the back.

Zhisheng was already waiting to die when he was suddenly slapped on the back.

There was a strong and masculine energy that was hard to describe, which flowed into his heart and veins and up to his arms.

Li Miao's smiling voice came from behind.

"Master, hit him!"

The true Qi circulated in his body on its own, which was exactly the trajectory of the true Qi in Tai Chi.

After years of practicing Tai Chi, Zhisheng was very familiar with this move. Almost instinctively, he stomped his foot towards Yang Tianyi's lower body, holding Yang Tianyi's arm and drawing a small circle.

“It can be removed!”

Zhisheng's attempt actually removed Yang Tianyi's hand, which had been unshakable just now, and pushed it aside!
Zhisheng brought his right hand to his waist and clenched it into a fist.

The extremely masculine and powerful true energy seemed to understand his intention and began to circulate on its own.

He used his left palm to swing Yang Tianyi’s arm away.

The body turns.

The right fist suddenly hits out!

"Progress... Banlanchui!"

Contrary to what most people think, Tai Chi is not just a simple martial art that uses softness to overcome hardness.

The combination of Yin and Yang is Tai Chi. If you want to be soft, you can be as soft as water; if you want to be strong, you can be as strong as a mountain!

This punch hit Yang Tianyi directly in the chest!
Bang! ! !
Yang Tianyi flew backwards and smashed directly into the group of Mingjiao disciples. In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, tendons and bones were broken, and several people were killed directly!
Before Zhisheng could come to his senses, he heard Li Miao speak again behind him.

"Master, there is more."

Zhisheng was startled and heard a sharp wind coming from the side.

Glancing sideways, he saw a short sword flashing with cold light already at his waist, slanting upwards, covering both him and Li Miao.

Under normal circumstances, Zhisheng would definitely not be able to stop it in time.

But at this moment, he was extremely confident.

The right fist that had just knocked Yang Tianyi away suddenly pulled down and hit the arm holding the dagger.

However, he didn't expect that the dagger suddenly changed its moves, and the blade turned suddenly, heading straight for his palm.

No matter how powerful the true energy in Zhisheng's body is, he is still a mortal body and can never fight against the dagger.

Zhisheng hurriedly changed his moves, and the dagger also turned abruptly, following him like a shadow, still heading towards his fist.

This man's moves, just like Yang Tianyi's muscles and bones, are both beyond the top inhuman level!
Zhisheng couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Is this peak of mine fake?

Why do they all treat me like their son and beat me one by one!

What is the best about this top-notch thing of mine?

Overhead!?

Just when Zhisheng was sweating profusely due to anxiety, Li Miao's voice came from behind him again.

"Never mind him, slap him in the face."

"it is good!"

Zhisheng knew that as a top master, he had completely lost the qualifications to be a "human" in this fight.

He just regarded himself as Li Miao's "weapon" and regardless of anything, he used the "Lan Que Wei" move to hit the sword-wielding man in the face!

The man smiled grimly.

He just tilted his head slightly, and the dagger in his hand flashed.

When it appeared again, it was already at Li Miao's chest.

"Master Li, you are too arrogant! You actually only use this top-notch old man to fight us!"

"You may be extremely talented, or you may be the only genius of our time who can achieve the integration of three paths by yourself. Perhaps one day in the future, you can really become a 'human immortal' like Sanfeng Zhenren!"

"But at this moment, you are still a mortal like me!"

The sword's edge reflected the moonlight, emitting a faint blue color, obviously it was poisoned.

This person wanted to take advantage of the connection between Li Miao's true energy and Zhisheng, and try to succeed with one sword while Li Miao had no time to withdraw!
Just when he was feeling proud and proud, and thought that his old enemy, whom even Ji Tianrui was wary of, was about to die in his hands.

Zhisheng's palm blurred for a moment.

When it reappeared, it was already pressed against his face.

There was a loud "pop!" and he was like a spinning top, spinning several times in the air due to the slap.

This was no ordinary slap.

This is the orthodox Wudang slap with the perfect "Sumeru" true energy. It is extremely mysterious, combining both hardness and softness, and yin and yang!

Thump, thump, thump—he tapped the ground with his sword, barely able to release the force, and kept retreating.

"puff."

He spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground, revealing half a mouthful of broken teeth.

Looking at his face again, the right half of his cheekbone was broken, his eyeballs were bulging out of the sockets, and his right eye was obviously blind.

Li Miao slowly removed his hand from Zhisheng's back, patted Zhisheng on the shoulder, walked in front of him, and looked up and down at the assassin who was slapped with the "Wudang orthodox slap".

Over there, Yang Tianyi had also recovered. He raised his hand and threw away the corpse of the Ming Cult disciple that was pressing on him. He spat out a mouthful of blood, walked to the assassin and faced Li Miao.

"One King Kong and one Jie Zi."

"You Ming Cult is really full of talented people. How many celestial beings are there?"

The assassin's face was smashed and he could no longer speak.

Yang Tianyi had no intention of hiding anything and answered directly.

"Not counting the two of us, there are about four or five more."

"Oh? So many?"

Li Miao twirled his fingers.

"Why are there so many of you in the Ming Cult, but not even one in Shaolin or Wudang? You are obviously the ones who have never produced any immortals."

Yang Tianyi snorted coldly.

"They are just cowards. They must have hidden a few celestial beings, but they are afraid to be discovered by the Zhu family. They are hiding their heads and showing their tails. They have brought shame to Sanfeng Zhenren and Bodhidharma Patriarch!"

"We attacked Shaolin with the intention of forcing Shaolin to hand over some of its old men. If the Zhu family knew about this, they would become 'rebels' like the Ming Cult."

"Who would have thought that even though Xing Chi was dead, those old bald donkeys could actually hold back and not take action!"

Yang Tianyi smiled grimly when he said this.

"But it's okay. It's not a big deal."

"Hide, hide!"

"Since no one dares to be the first to take action, I, the Ming Cult, will take the lead!"

"The Zhu family's memorial archway will be destroyed by our Yang family!"

"I--"

"OK OK."

Li Miao waved his hands impatiently.

"I just asked one more question, and you got excited."

"There are only me and Daoist Master Zhisheng here. Who are you speaking to with all your passion?"

Yang Tianyi was choked by Li Miao's words. At first, a trace of anger appeared on his face, and then he looked at Li Miao solemnly.

"Master Li, I know you are here to kill me, but I am still being honest with you. I have said so much, don't you understand?"

"The celestial beings haven't appeared in the world for a long time because the Zhu family doesn't allow it!"

"I, the Ming Cult, helped him to establish his rule in the Central Plains. We worked hard and made great contributions, but he labeled me a traitor instead!"

"Master Li, as long as you don't give up your martial arts or lie on the ground and serve the Zhu family like a dog, sooner or later, you will become a 'rebel' for no apparent reason!"

"The Zhu family is definitely not a wise leader! Lord Li, why don't you give up the dark and join the light, go to Shuntian Prefecture with us and do something great! By then, you may be able to establish your own territory, and even reset the world!"

Yang Tianyi talked for a long time and finally got to the point.

He actually wanted to persuade Li Miao to come to his side.

Before Li Miao could say anything, Zhi Sheng, who was standing next to him, was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

How could a young man like me, who is only seventy years old, listen to these words?
Is it too late to say that I am deaf now?
If Li Miao was really told to the other side, he would have no chance of survival.

"Master Li..."

Zhisheng lowered his voice and spoke quietly.

Li Miao waved his hand: "Master, please be at ease."

Then he turned to look at Yang Tianyi and smiled.

"No wonder Ji Tianrui treated you as an abandoned pawn and let you delay me."

"Turns out he's a fool."

"I am a fifth-rank official, and in two days I will be a fourth-rank governor. If you don't want to go to work, just sleep. If you need money, I can go to the commander's private treasury and take it. After I kill someone, the commander will clean up my mess."

"I sleep until noon every day. The centurion changes my clothes and the witch serves me tea. I only work for four hours a day and then go home to sleep."

"The head of the Five Mountains is my subordinate, the abbot of Shaolin is my friend, and the princess of Dashuo is my confidante."

"How desperate am I to...become a rebel with you guys?"

Li Miao finished speaking and spread his hands.

Zhisheng, who was standing by, frowned as he heard this.

How can you be a thousand households... Even the emperor is not as comfortable as you, right?

Yang Tianyi on the opposite side became furious when he heard this and suddenly spoke.

"Master Li knows I'm not talking to you about this!"

"Looking at what Lord Li did in Tai'an City that day, he is not a pedantic person at all, nor does he follow the rules. Why do you have to use these words to evade me!"

"What the hell do you know about Taian?"

Li Miao put his hand down.

His face was shrouded in shadow and his expression could not be seen.

Zhisheng, who was standing by, suddenly felt a chill coming over him, freezing his nerves.

It was an extremely cold... and extremely pure murderous intent.

“I’m really not a good person.”

"But all the bad guys in the world know that the more bad guys die, the more good guys there are, and the more comfortable life will be."

"I don't care who sits on the throne. This world is not a prosperous one... But I know that if you, the Ming Cult, a bunch of city-massacre beasts, sit on the throne."

"My life is not comfortable either."

Li Miao stepped forward and slowly approached Yang Tianyi and the Celestial Assassin.

Yang Tianyi was startled and actually took half a step back.

He has killed more than a hundred people...but he was horrified by the murderous intent in Li Miao. He felt as if his whole body was frozen and sweat oozed from his palms.

Li Miao approached slowly and spoke in a calm voice.

"The world is ruled by those who have 'virtue'."

"I am not a virtuous person, and I cannot create a virtuous person."

As he spoke, Li Miao had already walked in front of Yang Tianyi.

"But I don't mind taking advantage of this to kill immoral beasts like Ji Tianrui, Mingjiao, and you."

"Grind it into dregs."

puff.

"Well!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and Yang Tianyi quickly retreated, crying out in pain. A huge gash had opened between his chest and abdomen, and his internal organs could vaguely be seen wriggling.

While Li Miao was attacking, the celestial assassin suddenly disappeared with the dagger in his hand. Then it reappeared, approaching Li Miao's chest with a cold look.

A white rainbow pierces the sun!

Li Miao raised his hand and clenched his fist, then smashed towards the celestial assassin.

The sword has not arrived yet, but the fist has.

Bang!
The celestial assassin was hit on the shoulder and suddenly became a head shorter.

The dirt flew everywhere, and the area below the calves was smashed directly into the ground.

He still wanted to resist and stabbed the dagger in his hand towards Li Miao's chest, but his wrist was pinched and broken by a slap, and the dagger fell weakly.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Li Miao punched him on the shoulder again and again as if he was hammering nails.

He raised his hand to block it, but his arm was broken.

His legs went limp, his head tilted, his Qi dissipated, and he lost his voice.

And Li Miao continued to smash.

When Yang Tianyi used the healing method to basically seal the wound, he looked up.

What he saw was Li Miao smiling coldly at him under the moonlight.

And in front of Li Miao, there is a small flesh and blood tree planted in the ground.

(End of this chapter)