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Chapter 424 Misunderstanding
Xuanci's appearance of Tathagata reaches the sky and touches the earth.

Even the people from the martial arts world in the front mountain could see the huge Buddha's shadow clearly.

"What is that?"

"The Buddha has come to the world, the Buddha has come to the world!"

"Amitabha!"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Some rioters even dropped their weapons and waited to be killed.

But they would even assassinate the emperor, let alone the gods and Buddhas who were propagandaally lower than the emperor on earth.

So, there are only a few such people.

Therefore, under the protection of his men, Lord Yan broke through the encirclement and retreated towards Emperor Song, running hurriedly towards the back mountain where the Buddha's shadow was.

"Brother Lin," Huang Rong squeezed next to Li Lin, "Who is more powerful, Qiao Feng or Xuan Ci?"

She had already learned from Li Lin that the Buddha shadow was created by Xuan Ci, and that Xuan Ci was a generalist who had awakened three spells.

Logically speaking, all three spells are very powerful and promote each other. In terms of martial arts, Xuan Ci has also mastered the [Vajra Palm] which has not been mastered by anyone in more than a hundred years. He should be stronger than Qiao Feng, whose spell is the [Guardian Spell] which has almost no destructive power and whose main martial arts is the [Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms].

But judging from the attitudes of Emperor Song and Shaolin, Qiao Feng seems to be stronger.

"Qiao Feng." Li Lin said without hesitation, "In terms of martial arts, he is a natural born god of war. Even if his opponent is more skilled in martial arts and has more inner strength than him, once they really fight, Qiao Feng's strong fighting instinct will lead him to victory."

"As for the Patronus Charm, it is a truly advanced spell that is related to the mysterious mind."

"The bigger his heart is, the stronger Qiao Feng's skills will be. He can also do many incredible things."

"That's why he was able to wake up under the killing curse."

"From what you said, the killing curse has no solution. It's a miracle that Boss Qiao can wake up?" Huang Rong was puzzled. After Qiao Feng broke the curse, people in the martial arts world no longer paid attention to it and the King Yama it represented. They just regarded him as Murong Fu.

Li Lin nodded. In another world, only a boy who survived a disaster could do that.

"The reason why he spent so much time with Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Fu was because he wanted to see how many rebels there were."

"And." At this point, Li Lin's tone became somewhat unbelievable, "He wanted to let it go and watch Emperor Song die at the hands of others."

Xiao Yuanshan didn't realize that his son had such thoughts.

After seeing the Buddha's shadow, he instantly realized that this was the work of Xuan Ci as mentioned by Qiao Feng. He also mistakenly believed that the reason why Qiao Feng had not used his full strength was only because he believed in Xuan Ci's strength and at the same time was protecting the safety of the martial artists in the front mountain.

He was very sure about the latter because the people he arranged only accounted for a quarter of the troublemakers. The other troublemakers would not be like him, concerned about his son's thoughts and actively avoid members of Shaolin and Beggars' Sect.

However, what he could not have imagined was that this was because Qiao Feng was in the front mountain, and all the troublemakers were hindered by Qiao Feng's mighty power and only dared to cause trouble but not kill people.

This caused Xiao Yuanshan to misunderstand.

Xuanci also had a misunderstanding.

After almost defeating the "Eighteen Riders of Yanyun" with the force of recoil, Tang Mu, who had "low internal strength", rushed towards him. He mistakenly believed that Qiao Feng had finally opened fire at the front mountain and started a killing spree, so that a fish caught in the net rushed towards the Buddha's shadow that everyone was trying to avoid.

There was also a misunderstanding about Tang’s tomb.

He just wore a hood to cover his iconic pale bald head. He thought he was famous and must have been noticed by Xuan Ci and recognized.

So he quickly stopped, drew his bow and shot an arrow, pouring all his death curse power into it, and shot it towards Emperor Song.

Tong Guan, a close attendant of Emperor Song, also had a misunderstanding.

Just like the Four Heavenly Kings, there is often a fifth one, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are actually nineteen riders.

He is the nineteenth rider - Yale Daishi who knows the Fiery Curse.

He recognized the person at a glance, and was also ready to murder Emperor Song's Yan Jun Tang Mu.

Like Xuan Ci, he had the same misunderstanding, thinking that his master had died at the hands of his young master, Qiao Feng.

So that he failed to escape as planned and issued the final order to him.

In the end, all the misunderstandings are intertwined
Because of misunderstanding, Xuan Ci did not take the arrow of the Killing Curse seriously.

Emperor Song stood still and did not dodge because he trusted Xuan Ci's three-in-one defensive power of [Super Armor Spell], [Protection Spell] and [Guarding Spell].

The arrow flashing with the green light of death easily pierced through the Buddha's shadow and landed in front of Emperor Song's chest.

Xuan Ci had already realized that something was wrong, and he used his huge Buddha's palm to strike the right side of the arrow with strong wind pressure, trying to deviate from its original trajectory.

It's all in vain.

The arrow pierced Emperor Song's chest.

"This won't kill me!"

Emperor Song's face turned pale at first, then instantly returned to color.

The golden-red flame enveloped his entire body, struggling to pull back his life, with only his little finger remaining in the world of the living.

Xuan Ci's brows relaxed, and then he became furious. The huge Buddha's palm brought with it wind pressure and struck towards Tang's tomb.

"Everyone." Tong Guan seemed to be performing the fire spell as usual, making the flame of Emperor Song's life more vigorous.

Watching the red flames gradually approaching, Emperor Song couldn't help but be thankful that Tong Guan was by his side, and he extended his right hand.

However, the warmth he felt was not the usual one. His energy did not increase because of the appearance of the flame. On the contrary, he, who had already walked half a step out of the world of death, suddenly felt the coldness of death again.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but the flames spread quickly, along his right arm, and the flames on his upper body had lost their golden color, leaving only fiery red.

Eyes lost focus.

"Everyone is dead!" Tong Guan changed the Fierce Fire Spell into the Flame Spell at the right time. His face turned pale and he made a sharp and sad voice.

This feeling was extremely sincere, after all, he really thought that his old master was dead.

"The emperor is dead?" Xuan Ci found it extremely absurd because he had just beaten the unknown assassin into a pulp.

In just a moment of turning around, the Emperor Song, who had just looked healthy and was about to be reborn, died.

But the death of Emperor Song is an indisputable fact.

The family spell, which is used to determine the state of a person under the spell, is not only possessed by Shaolin monks.

The court also has it.

At this moment, the chimes behind the original seat of Emperor Song in front of the Shaoshi Mountain rang out automatically throughout the mountain, confirming the death of Emperor Song. "Haha, the old emperor is dead!" A troublemaker cheered loudly and fled the scene.

The rest of the troublemakers also fled, fighting as they retreated.

The reactions of the beggars in the Beggars' Sect and the monks in the Shaolin Temple were extremely strange.

Speaking of sadness, they were obviously much more relaxed and happy, and were not very dedicated in stopping the troublemakers.

To be honest, they were not beaming with joy. They just laughed and chuckled, and shed a few tears.

The death of Emperor Song was not a surprise to some people.

Qiao Feng was not surprised, he recognized Tang Mu as a dangerous enemy, who deliberately gave him the opportunity to pursue Emperor Song.

Xiao Yuanshan was not surprised. His subordinate Yale Dashi, namely Tong Guan, was a close attendant of Emperor Song. If it were not for the fact that Emperor Song's Fire Rebirth Curse was very resistant to the fierce fire and could not be killed instantly, and could only be killed in a closed environment with only two people, Emperor Song would have been killed by him long ago.

Murong Fu was not surprised. He always prided himself on himself and had full confidence in Tang Mu, who was superior to him. In fact, when he saw Tang Mu break through the siege and chase towards the back mountain, he was calculating the time of Emperor Song's death in his mind.

Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e were not surprised. Just as they believed that Murong Fu could revive Dayan, they also believed that Emperor Song would die as a result of their plan.

Wuyazi was very surprised.

"How did Emperor Song die? The Killing Curse should not be able to take his life in one go since he has the Fire Rebirth Curse. Moreover, he is often accompanied by attendants who are good at using the Fire Curse, which allows him to recover his energy instantly, which is equivalent to having almost a hundred lives at the same time."

"That fellow named Tang is only good at archery and spellcasting. He should only have one chance."

"Because he is only good at archery and spells," Li Lin said, "Although his internal strength has barely reached the first-class level, in Xuan Ci's eyes, it is just average, or even low."

"So Xuanci let down his guard. Plus, the attendant beside Emperor Song who was supposed to know the Fire Curse used the Fierce Fire Curse instead."

"However, Tang Mu died tragically. According to the original plan, if he had been restrained by the Great Wheel King Jiumozhi, he would not have gone alone to assassinate Emperor Song. At least he would have had subordinates with superb martial arts skills to lead him to escape."

"Oh?" Wuyazi was curious, "What about Jiumozhi?"

Jiumozhi was a competitive, martial and fame-loving fellow, and as such, he did not hide the fact that he was a generalist and possessed three spells as a trump card, but instead spread the news everywhere.

Therefore, Wuyazi was curious about Jiumozhi, who was also a generalist. He made inquiries about him and got to know him very well.

With Jiumozhi's martial arts and spells, he should be able to escape even if facing Qiao Feng.

It is impossible for him to be trapped in some corner of Shaolin. How could he not show up in such a big scene?

"You are wrong." Li Lin said, "Shaolin is not as simple as you see. If there is anyone in the martial arts world who can compete with Qiao Feng, that person must be him."

Wuyazi frowned. He was puzzled at first, "My master, the eldest sister is not a match for Qiao Feng?"

He did not mention Li Canghai, who was more focused on martial arts than him and Li Qiushui, because Li Canghai's basic spell was just the human body transformation spell.

Then he asked, "Who is that person?"

"Your master is just better at martial arts than Qiao Feng. Your eldest sister can only be undefeated. As for that person, she is an acquaintance you haven't seen for a long time." Li Lin smiled mischievously, "Because the basic spells are too ordinary, she is obsessed with martial arts. After integrating the martial arts taught by the master and reading all the unique skills of Taoism, she turned her attention to Buddhist martial arts."

"Cang Hai?!!!" Wuyazi was a little bit unbelievable.

Li Lin continued, "On a rainy night, an unknown monk who was sweeping the floor died. She took over the identity of the monk who died of natural causes and read all the books in the Sutra Library. She forgot her obsession with martial arts, her unbearable past, and everything she had learned."

"Similarly, she has also learned everything. The most advanced and profound martial arts secrets of Buddhism and Taoism were naturally mastered by her. Not only did she master permanent transformation, but new spells also sprouted and bore fruit in her body."

"What spell?" Wuyazi asked.

"The Forgetfulness Spell," Li Lin said, "This spell is not about deleting or cancelling memories. Instead, it allows wizards to control their own and others' memories and enter the spiritual realm, which is enough for them to study spells for a lifetime."

Li Lin has studied this spell in depth.

To be precise, this is the area where he is best without relying on the system, and he learned it through the dreams of Gilderoy Lockhart, the master of the Oblivion Spell.

"Jiumozhi was affected by this spell and forgot his purpose."

"Does Canghai consider himself a Shaolin disciple?" Wuyazi said sarcastically.

After being surpassed by his junior sister, whom he had always looked down upon and once regarded as superior, and becoming impeccable in the fields of martial arts and spells, he pointed out Li Canghai's loyalty to the Xiaoyao Sect.

"In fact, she has gradually recovered her memory in recent years," Li Lin said. "She is just preparing to make up for the cost of studying for so many years before leaving Shaolin Temple - a guardian monk, a new sweeping monk."

"She originally wanted Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Bo was the substitute."

"But now he has his eyes on Jiumozhi."

Inside the Sutra Library, Jiumozhi's skin, which was naturally radiant as if by the flow of precious light, began to wrinkle, and his yellow robe turned green. A few sparse white beards grew from his chin.
A Tibetan monk named Jiumozhi is gradually dying as his appearance changes.

Another sweeping monk appeared.

Branches.

The door of the Sutra Repository opened.

A beautiful lady in green walked out.

The elegant ancient sword hanging on her back added a touch of heroic spirit to her, and also seemed to remind others that she possessed unparalleled swordsmanship.

The sunlight just happened to shine on her face, and her beautiful outline, as undulating as a river or a mountain, was shining brightly under it.

The small black mole under her right eye and the dimple that appears when she smiles make her look more charming and naive.

But her most outstanding feature is not her appearance, but her ethereal temperament. Even in the quaint courtyard, her arrival transforms everything into a beautiful scene of empty mountains and spiritual rain, as if she is not from the human world, but the Gushe fairy from heaven.

However, the beautiful scene was shattered in the next second, and the empty mountain after the rain turned into a hundred flowers blooming under the bright sun.

She looked towards the cliff in the distance, and the smile on her face widened a little.

When I came to my senses, there was only a green leaf spinning and falling in the same place.

"She discovered you." Li Lin said.

"If I had known this would happen, I would not have gone out." Wuyazi, who had just been in human form, instantly turned into a crow and subconsciously used his beak to comb his feathers.

When I was young, I gave my junior sister a look with special meaning because of my affection for her. At that time, I thought it was a compliment and a beautiful childhood memory in my dreams at midnight, but now it has all turned into shame and guilt.

He didn't dare meet his junior sister again.

"Don't worry." Li Lin comforted, "She just sensed that there was a fellow disciple. In her memory, you had already fallen off the cliff and died. If she knew it was you, she might not be so happy to come find you."

"She has been to Wuliang Yubi and seen the statue. She knows why you and her sister have a conflict and live apart."

"So you don't have to worry at all. Your senior sister is on the opposite cliff. She will just think that the direction she senses is slightly off."

(End of this chapter)