Misunderstanding

Xuan Ci's Buddha-like form touches the heavens and the earth.

The enormous Buddha shadow was clearly visible even to the martial arts practitioners on the front mountain.

"What is that?"

"Buddha has descended to earth! Buddha has descended to earth!"

"Amitabha!"

"Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"

Some rioters even laid down their weapons and surrendered to the execution.

But those who dared to participate in major rebellions were even capable of assassinating the emperor, let alone gods and Buddhas who were portrayed as inferior to the human emperor.

Therefore, such people are only a minority.

Therefore, under the protection of his subordinates, Yan Jun broke through the encirclement and retreated towards Song Emperor, rushing towards the back mountain where Buddha Shadow was located.

"Brother Lin," Huang Rong squeezed next to Li Lin, "Between Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci, who is more powerful?"

She had already learned from Li Lin that the Buddha image was created by Xuan Ci, and that Xuan Ci was a polymath who had awakened the Three Gates Curse Technique.

Logically speaking, all three Curse Techniques are extremely powerful and mutually reinforcing. In terms of martial arts, Xuan Ci has also mastered the [Great Vajra Palm], which no one has mastered in over a hundred years. Therefore, he should be stronger than Qiao Feng, whose Curse Technique are the [Patronus Charm], which has almost no destructive power, and whose martial arts are mainly based on the [Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms Qiao Feng].

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

"Qiao Feng." Li Lin said without hesitation, "In terms of martial arts, he is a born war god. Even if his opponent's martial arts are superior to his and his Internal Energy is deeper, Qiao Feng's strong fighting instinct will lead him to victory once the fight starts."

"As for the Patronus Charm, it is a truly advanced Curse Technique, related to the profound mysteries of the Mind Stone."

"The greater Qiao Feng's ambition, the higher his skill level will be, and he will be able to do many incredible things."

"That's why he was able to wake up from the Killing Curse."

"You said that the Killing Curse was originally unbreakable, and it's a miracle that Gang Leader Qiao was able to wake up?" Huang Rong asked in confusion. After Qiao Feng broke the curse, people in the martial arts world no longer paid attention to it and the Yama King it represented, and just regarded him as someone like Murong Fu.

Li Lin nodded. In another world, only the Boy Who Lived could do that.

"The reason why he lingered with Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Fu for so long was simply because he wanted to see how many rebels there were left."

"And," Li Lin said, his tone becoming somewhat incredulous, "He wanted to let the Song Emperor die at the hands of others."

Xiao Yuanshan did not realize that his son had such thoughts.

Upon seeing the Buddha's shadow, he instantly realized that this was the work of Qiao Feng Xuan Ci, as Qiao Feng had mentioned. He also mistakenly believed that Qiao Feng had not used his full strength simply because Shingen Yashida's abilities and wanted to protect the safety of the martial arts practitioners on the front mountain.

He was quite certain of the latter, because the number of people he had arranged only accounted for a quarter of the rioters. Other rioters wouldn't be as concerned about their son's feelings as he was, and wouldn't actively avoid members of Shaolin and the Beggar's Gang's Sect.

However, what he didn't expect was that it was because Qiao Feng was right in front of the mountain that all the troublemakers dared to cause trouble but not kill anyone because of Qiao Feng's imposing presence.

This led to a misunderstanding by Xiao Yuanshan.

Xuan Ci also had a misunderstanding.

After using the force of the counterattack to almost defeat Eighteen Riders of Yan and Yun, Tang Mu, whose Internal Energy was weak, rushed towards him. He mistakenly thought that Qiao Feng had finally unleashed his full power on the front mountain and started a killing spree. As a result, some of the stray fish rushed towards the Buddha Shadow that everyone was trying to avoid.

A misunderstanding also arose at Tang Mu.

He was only wearing a hood, which covered his signature pale bald head. He believed that his fame had spread far and wide, and that Xuan Ci must have taken notice of him and recognized him.

He immediately stopped, drew his bow, and fired an arrow, channeling all his death curse power into it, aiming it at the Song Emperor.

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

Just like the Four Great Heavens, there is often a fifth one, the "Eighteen Riders of Yan and Yun" are actually nineteen riders.

He is the nineteenth rider— Yale Rock, who can Fiendfyre Curse.

He recognized the newcomer immediately; he was also the Hell Monarch Tang Mu who was planning to assassinate the Song Emperor.

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

As a result, he failed to escape as planned and instead issued his final orders.

Ultimately, all the misunderstandings intertwined

Xuan Ci misunderstood and did not take the arrow of the [Killing Curse] seriously.

Because Song Emperor trusted Xuan Ci's combined defensive power of the Super Shield Charm, the Protego, and the Guardian Spell, he remained unmoved and did not dodge.

The arrow, flashing with a deathly green light, easily pierced through the Buddha's shadow and reached the Song Emperor's chest.

Xuan Ci realized something was wrong, and his huge Buddha palm, carrying strong wind pressure, struck the right side of the arrow, trying to deflect it from its original trajectory.

It was all in vain.

The arrow pierced the Song Emperor's chest.

"This can't kill me!"

Song Emperor's face turned pale at first, then instantly regained its color.

Golden-red flames enveloped his entire body, struggling to pull him back from the brink of death, with only his little finger remaining in the world of the living.

Xuan Ci's brows relaxed, then he flew into a rage, and his enormous Buddha palm, carrying wind pressure, struck towards Tang Mu.

"Everyone." Tong Guan seemed to be casting the Incendio as usual, making the flame of Song Emperor's life even stronger.

As the red flames drew closer, Song Emperor couldn't help but feel fortunate to have Tong Guan by his side, and he extended his right hand.

However, the warmth that came was not as usual. His energy did not increase because of the appearance of the flames. On the contrary, he, who had already stepped 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 gold color, turning only fiery red.

His eyes lost focus.

"Everyone has passed away!" Tong Guan timely switched the Fiendfyre Curse to Incendio, his face pale, and he uttered a sharp and sorrowful voice.

This feeling was incredibly genuine, after all, he truly believed his old master was dead.

"The Emperor is dead?" Xuan Ci found it utterly absurd, because he had just smashed the nameless assassin into a pulp.

In the blink of an eye, the Song Emperor, who had just been full of life and seemed on the verge of rebirth, died.

However, the death of the Song Emperor is an undeniable fact.

Family incantations, which determine the state of the person under the spell, are not something that only Shaolin monks possess.

The imperial court also had it.

At this moment, the chime bells that automatically resounded throughout the entire mountain behind Song Emperor's former seat on the front of Shaoshi Mountain have confirmed Song Emperor's death.

"Haha, the old emperor is dead!" One of the troublemakers shouted in celebration and fled the scene.

The other troublemakers also fled, fighting as they retreated.

The reactions of the Beggar's Gang's Sect and the monks from the Shaolin Temple were extremely strange.

To be honest, they were much more relaxed and cheerful than usual, and they didn't seem to care much about stopping the troublemakers.

While they weren't exactly beaming with joy, they also shed a few tears.

The death of the Song Emperor was not unexpected for some.

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

Xiao Yuanshan was not surprised. His subordinate, Yale Dashi, also known as Tong Guan, was a close attendant of the Song Emperor. If it weren't for the fact that the Song Emperor's Phoenix Rebirth Charm was highly resistant to the Fiendfyre and could not be killed instantly, but could only be worn down in a closed environment with only two people, the Song Emperor would have been killed by him long ago.

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

Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e were not surprised; just as they believed that Murong Fu could revive the Great Yan, they believed that the Song Emperor would die because of their schemes.

Wu Yazi was quite surprised.

"How did Song Emperor die? The Killing Curse shouldn't have been able to take his life in one go, given that he possessed the Phoenix Rebirth Charm. Besides, he was always accompanied by attendants skilled in Incendio, which allowed him to instantly recover his energy, essentially giving him almost a hundred lives at the same time."

"That guy surnamed Tang is only outstanding in archery and Curse Technique. He should only have one chance."

"It's only because he excels in archery and Curse Technique," Li Lin said. "Although his Internal Energy is also barely at the first-class level, Xuan Ci considers it just average, or even weak."

"So Xuan Ci lowered his guard. In addition, the attendant who should have known the Incendio by Song Emperor's side used the Fiendfyre Curse instead."

"However, Tang Mu died a truly tragic death. According to the original plan, if there had been Jiumozhi, the Great Wheel King, to restrain him, he wouldn't have had to assassinate the Song Emperor alone. At least he would have had his highly Lightness Skill subordinates to help him escape."

"Oh?" Wu Yazi asked curiously, "What about Jiumozhi?"

Jiumozhi was a competitive, martial, and fame-loving fellow. As a result, he was a polymath and did not hide the fact that he possessed three Curse Technique as a trump card. Instead, the news spread far and wide.

Therefore, Wu Yazi was curious about Jiumozhi, who was also a polymath, and made a special inquiry about him, and knew him very well.

With Jiumozhi's martial arts and Curse Technique, he should have been able to escape even from Qiao Feng.

It's impossible for him to be stuck in some corner of Shaolin Temple. How could he possibly not show up at such a grand occasion?

"You're mistaken," Li Lin said. "Shaolin is not as simple as it seems. If there is anyone in the martial world who can truly rival Qiao Feng, that person is definitely him."

Wu Yazi frowned, first puzzled, "My master, even my senior sister, are no match for Qiao Feng?"

He didn't mention Li Canghai, who was more focused on martial arts than him and Li Qiushui, because Li Canghai's fundamental Curse Technique was just Human Transfiguration spell.

Then he asked, "Who is that person?"

"Your master's martial arts are only superior to Qiao Feng's. Your senior sister can only remain undefeated. As for that person... he's an acquaintance you haven't seen in a long time." Li Lin smiled mischievously. "Because her fundamental Curse Technique are too ordinary, she is devoted to martial arts. After mastering the martial arts taught by her master and studying all the Daoist secrets, she turned her attention to Buddhist martial arts."

"The vast ocean?!" Wu Yazi was somewhat incredulous.

Li Lin continued, "On a rainy night, an unnamed sweeping monk died, and she took his place, immersing herself in the vast library. She forgot her obsession with martial arts, her unbearable past, and everything she had learned."

"Similarly, she also learned everything. She naturally mastered the most advanced and profound martial arts secrets of Buddhism and Daoism. Not only did she master permanent Transfiguration, but new Curse Technique also sprouted and bore fruit in her body."

"What kind of Curse Technique?" Wu Yazi asked.

"The Memory Charm," Li Lin said. "This Curse Technique is not about erasing or canceling memories. Rather, it allows a wizard to manipulate their own and others' memories, entering the spiritual realm. It's Curse Technique that's worth a lifetime of study."

Li Lin had studied this Curse Technique extensively.

To be precise, this is his area of expertise, which he mastered without relying on the system, through the dream of Gilderoy Lockhart, the master of the Memory Charm.

"Jiumozhi was affected by this Curse Technique and forgot his purpose."

"Does Canghai consider himself a member of the Shaolin Temple?" Wu Yazi said sarcastically.

After being surpassed by his junior sister, whom he had always looked down upon and even despised, and whose martial arts and Curse Technique were beyond reproach, he pointed to Li Canghai's loyalty to the Xiaoyao School.

"In fact, she has gradually regained her memory in recent years," Li Lin said. "She is just preparing to make up for all the years of studying before leaving Shaolin Temple —to become a Dharma protector, a new sweeping monk."

"She originally favored Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo was a substitute."

"But now he has taken a fancy to Jiumozhi."

Inside the Sutra Repository, Jiumozhi's skin, which had previously radiated a natural, luminous glow, began to wrinkle. His yellow monk's robe turned blue, and a few sparse white hairs grew from his chin.

A Tibetan monk named Jiumozhi is gradually dying as his appearance changes.

Another sweeping monk appeared.

Branches and twigs.

The doors to the library opened.

A beautiful woman dressed in green walked out from there.

The elegantly designed ancient sword hanging on her back added a touch of heroic spirit to her, as if reminding others that she possessed unparalleled swordsmanship.

The sunlight fell perfectly on her face, making her beautiful, undulating features gleam.

The small black mole under her right eye and the dimples that appear when she smiles add to her charm and naivety.

But what makes her most outstanding is not her appearance, but her ethereal and otherworldly temperament. Even in the ancient courtyard, her arrival transforms everything into a beautiful scene of ethereal rain Spirit Rain, as if she were not from the mortal world, but a fairy maiden from heaven.

However, the beautiful scene shattered in the next second, transforming from a scene of fresh rain in the mountains into a scene of a hundred flowers blooming under the bright sun.

She looked at the distant cliffs, and her smile widened.

When I came to my senses, only a single green leaf had swirled and fallen back to its original spot.

"She's found you," Li Lin said.

"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have gone out and moved." Wu Yazi was just in human form, instantly transformed into a crow and subconsciously used his beak to preen the feathers on his body.

As a child, I had a special feeling about my junior sister because of my affection for her. At that time, I thought it was a compliment. It was a beautiful childhood memory that I cherished in the middle of the night. But now, it has all turned into shame and guilt.

He dared not see his junior sister again.

"Don't worry," Li Lin reassured her. "She just sensed 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 looking for you."

"She has been to Wuliang Jade Wall, seen that statue, and knows why you and her elder sister had a falling out and are now separated by great distances."

"So you don't need to worry at all. Your senior sister is right on the opposite cliff. She'll just think that the direction she's sensing is a little off."