Black Zenith Floating Pagoda is a martial art self-created by Li Miao based on a villain's move from a movie he watched in his previous life.
It only has one move.
Li Miao chose this name simply because he felt it had a "flavor" to it; in reality, it bore little resemblance to its prototype.
Its essence is to expel all True Qi through all major acupoints simultaneously, repelling hidden weapons or opponents, a method Li Miao uses to guard against sneak attacks.
Actually, calling it "Shock You" would also be quite fitting.
When Li Miao used this move at this moment, it was naturally not without purpose.
As True Qi was expelled, the scenery around Li Miao suddenly shattered.
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Li Miao's eyes narrowed, and his gaze swept towards his waist and abdomen.
There, a withered, dry hand was being held still by the powerful True Qi of Black Zenith Floating Pagoda, only a step away from his abdomen.
"Your Majesty, path dependence is not advisable."
"Just now, I saw you kill that triple-path cultivator; you also first pulled him into an illusion, then started digging for his kidney. How could I not guard against this?"
Li Miao said with a smile.
And Emperor Jianwen's cold eyes, for the first time, showed a look of error.
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Li Miao countered with a punch, which Emperor Jianwen blocked, but he was caught off guard as Li Miao suddenly broke through the "Jiezi", changing his move to Limitless Vibration Zen.
Before their arms could clash, Emperor Jianwen suddenly retreated.
He had been sealed in the tomb for over a hundred years, and his condition was not good. He did not dare to take Li Miao's vibrating punch head-on, otherwise, he might be injured with a single blow.
Li Miao naturally would not give him a chance to recover, stepping forward to follow. In an instant, the two exchanged more than ten moves, and Emperor Jianwen was caught off guard by Li Miao's two sneak attacks with Limitless Vibration Zen, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
In desperation, Emperor Jianwen risked injury, exchanging a blow with Li Miao to retreat several feet and recover.
Emperor Jianwen suddenly looked up, staring intently at Li Miao's eyes.
"You—"
"Your Majesty need not ask."
Li Miao shook his hand and said with a smile.
"Ever since I started roaming the martial world, whenever I fight someone, they always ask 'Who are you?' I'm tired of hearing it."
"After this test, I've already gained some insights. Once I break this method, Your Majesty will naturally be willing to answer my questions."
"Next, I ask Your Majesty to use this method on me more often!"
"Again!"
Before his words finished, Li Miao had already flashed into the air in front of Emperor Jianwen!
Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms—Flying Dragon in the Sky!
Li Miao struck out with a palm in mid-air, fierce and swift, vigorous and sharp, yet secretly holding back three parts of his strength, not releasing it, which was the essence of Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms' "Arrogant Dragon Has Regrets."
Before the palm force reached Emperor Jianwen, the scenery before his eyes suddenly changed. Standing in front of him was no longer Emperor Jianwen, but Zhu Zai!
"Heh."
In mid-air, Li Miao chuckled softly.
He had held back three parts of his strength, not releasing it, precisely to guard against this! Li Miao suddenly retracted his move, his palms circling and converging at his chest, True Qi swirling within his palms, suddenly forming an immense suction force.
Tai Chi Fist—Grasping the Sparrow's Tail!
This was precisely to break the opponent's move with suction.
And then—Black Zenith Floating Pagoda!
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Thump, thump, thump—Emperor Jianwen retreated to dissipate the force, then suddenly closed in on Li Miao!
Who is this person?! How can he break his Stillness?!
After sinking into the illusion of Stillness, one should have already severed the connection with the physical body, and could only resist with one's mind!
How could this person still strike within his mind, forcing him to divert his attention to resist and be unable to maintain the illusion!?
Could it be—
The Zhu family, in settling the world, naturally had its inherited martial arts, named the "Ming Shen Martial Codex."
This cultivation method originated from the Ming Cult, divided into Sun and Moon factions. After the Grand Ancestor seized the Ming Cult, he divided it into two parts, passing them separately to Yang family and Yin Ruihua. He himself took the essence of both factions and created this martial art.
Reaching Li Miao, Emperor Jianwen struck out with both fists! His left fist was utterly Yang family and rigid, his right fist hidden beneath it, utterly Yin and soft. Combining rigidity and softness, Yin and Yang family harmonized.
It was precisely the move "Sun and Moon Contending for Radiance"!
At the same time, Emperor Jianwen forcefully activated his mind, once again triggering the divine power of the Stillness realm, pulling Li Miao into the illusion.
The scenery before Li Miao's eyes suddenly changed, and he had arrived on an endless beach.
This time, he did not try to break free from the illusion. Instead, he actively calmed his mind and sank into the illusion.
Li Miao slowly squatted down, picked up a handful of sand from under his feet, held it in his palm, and then closed his hand.
He closed his eyes.
He began to silently recite: "The void curtain is dense, utterly devoid of substance;
"Existence and non-existence give birth to each other, difficult to achieve together."
"Forget self and things, unite with the great nirvana;"
"Heaven and earth are boundless, all things are one..."
It was precisely the Daoist "Heart-Clearing Mantra."
When his mind lake was as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest ripple, Li Miao opened his eyes.
He held his right hand, which was holding the sand, upright, and loosened it slightly. The sand fell, forming a thin line, falling into the palm of his left hand until it was all gone.
Li Miao looked at his palm.
Several grains of that handful of golden sand had turned pitch black.
It was exactly the same as the sand on the boundless, pitch-black beach he had seen when he fell into a deep sleep on Mount Tai, and the three sect leaders approached him and fell into an illusion.
Li Miao laughed with relief.
This was the first time in twenty-seven years that he had truly laughed with ease.
This "eight-hour workday" was both a gift and a lock. It constantly weighed on Li Miao's mind,
preventing him from finding liberation.
Finally, he had found a clue.
Finally, he was one step closer to true liberation.
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The illusion shattered instantly, and Li Miao flew backward, turning in the air and landing, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He had fully immersed himself in the illusion, taking a direct hit from Emperor Jianwen.
But Li Miao laughed heartily.
He raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, then patted his chest, looking at Emperor Jianwen.
"Still quite painful."
He said with a smile.
Emperor Jianwen at this moment showed no joy from his successful strike; his face was ashen, and his eyes stared intently at Li Miao.
The illusion was a reflection of the mind; he was fully aware of everything that happened within the illusion.
When Li Miao squatted down and picked up the sand, he did not know Li Miao's intention. But when he saw the several grains of pitch-black sand in Li Miao's palm,
his expression suddenly changed.
"You."
"From, where, did, you, get, the, Stillness, inheritance?"
"Who, are, you?"
He asked hoarsely and slowly.
Li Miao spread his hands.
"If I knew, I wouldn't need to come fight Your Majesty. On the contrary, I should thank Your Majesty for telling me the name of this thing."
"Stillness—not bad, not bad, sounds better than Vajra."
Li Miao's True Qi surged, and he had already healed his injuries with Jia Yi Divine Skill. He looked up at the sky, silently estimating the time.
"You ask, I don't know; I ask, you don't answer. Let's settle it with our hands; no need to waste words. Looking at the sky, I don't have much time left to fight Your Majesty."
Li Miao shook his wrist.
"So, shall we continue?"