Chapter 424 Misunderstanding

Xuan Ci's image of Tathagata reached the sky and the ground.

Even the people in the front mountain could see the huge Buddha shadow clearly.

"What is that?"

"The Buddha is coming, the Buddha is coming!"

"Amitabha!"

"Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"

Some troublemakers even put down their weapons and waited for death.

But those who dared to participate in the rebellion dared to assassinate even the emperor, not to mention the gods and Buddhas who were lower than the emperor in the propaganda.

Therefore, such people were only a minority.

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

"Brother Lin," Huang Rong squeezed beside Li Lin, "Who is better, Qiao Feng or Xuan Ci?"

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

Logically speaking, the three spells are all very powerful and promote each other. In terms of martial arts, Xuanci has also mastered the [Great Vajra Palm] that no one has mastered for 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 martial arts are mainly the [Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms].

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

"Qiao Feng." Li Lin did not hesitate. "He is a natural warrior in martial arts. Even if his opponent is more skilled in martial arts and has more inner strength than him, once they start fighting, Qiao Feng's strong fighting instinct will lead him to victory."

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

"The bigger the heart, the stronger Qiao Feng's skills will be. At the same time, he can do many incredible things."

"That's why he can wake up from the killing curse."

"I heard you say that the killing curse is originally unsolvable. It's a miracle that Qiao Gang Leader can wake up?" Huang Rong was puzzled. After Qiao Feng broke the spell, the people in the martial arts world no longer paid attention to it and the King of Hell it represented, and just regarded him as Murong Fu.

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

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

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

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

After seeing the Buddha shadow, he instantly realized that this was what Xuanci said about Qiao Feng, and he also mistakenly believed that the reason why Qiao Feng didn't give his full strength was just because he believed in Xuanci's strength and protected the safety of the martial artists in the front mountain.

He was very sure of the latter, because the manpower he arranged only accounted for a quarter of the troublemakers, and other troublemakers would not be like him, taking into account his son's ideas and actively avoiding members of Shaolin and Beggars' Sect.

However, what he didn't expect was that this was because Qiao Feng was in the front mountain, and all the troublemakers were hindered by Qiao Feng's majesty and only dared to make trouble, not kill people.

This caused Xiao Yuanshan to misunderstand.

Xuanci also misunderstood.

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

Tang Mu also had a misunderstanding.

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

So he hurriedly stopped and shot an arrow, pouring all his death spell power into it, shooting at the Emperor of Song.

Tong Guan, the close attendant of the Emperor of 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 Dashi who knows the fierce fire spell.

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

He had the same misunderstanding as Xuanci, misunderstanding that his master had died at the hands of his young master, Qiao Feng.

So he did not get away as planned and issued the final order to him.

In the end, all the misunderstandings intertwined

Xuanci did not take the arrow of the [Killing Curse] seriously because of the misunderstanding.

Emperor Song stood still and did not dodge because he trusted Xuanci's three-in-one defense of [Super Armor Curse], [Protection Curse], and [Guarding Curse].

The arrow flashing with the green light of death easily pierced the Buddha's shadow and came to Emperor Song's chest.

Xuanci had realized that something was wrong, and the huge Buddha's palm with strong wind pressure hit the right side of the arrow, trying to get it off its original trajectory.

Everything was in vain.

The arrow pierced Emperor Song's chest.

"This can't kill me!"

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

The golden-red flame enveloped his whole body, and it was difficult to pull back his life, which was almost only the little finger left in the world of the living.

Xuanci's brows relaxed, and then he became furious, and the huge Buddha's palm with wind pressure hit Tang Mu.

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

Watching the red flame gradually approaching, Emperor Song couldn't help but feel fortunate to have Tong Guan by his side, and stretched out his right hand.

However, the warmth that came was not the usual warmth. His energy did not increase because of the appearance of the flame. On the contrary, he, who had already walked half a foot 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, the flames on his upper body had lost their golden color and were only fiery red.

His eyes lost focus.

"We are all blessed!" Tong Guan turned the severe fire spell into a flame spell at the right time, his face was pale, and he made a sharp and sad voice.

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

"The official is dead?" Xuanci felt extremely ridiculous, because he just happened to beat the unknown assassin into a pulp.

It only took a moment to turn his head, and Emperor Song, who was still alive just now, died just before his eyes when he was about to be reborn.

But the death of Emperor Song is an extremely conclusive fact.

The family curse, a spell that determines the status of the cursed person, is not only possessed by Shaolin monks.

The imperial court also has it.

At this moment, in the front mountain of Shaoshi Mountain, the chimes behind the Song Emperor's original seat resounded automatically throughout the mountain, confirming the Song Emperor's death.

"Haha, the emperor is dead!" Following one of the troublemakers, he cheered loudly and fled the scene.

The other troublemakers also fled one after another, fighting and retreating.

The reaction of the beggars of the Beggar Clan and the monks of the Shaolin Temple was extremely strange.

To be honest, they were obviously much more relaxed and happy, and they were not very dedicated to stopping the troublemakers.

Let's be honest, they were not full of glory, laughing and laughing, and shed a few tears.

The death of Emperor Song was not surprising to some people.

Qiao Feng was not surprised. He recognized Tang Tomu as a dangerous enemy, and he deliberately gave him a chance to pursue Emperor Song.

Xiao Yuanshan was not surprised either. His Yale stone, Tong Guan, was a close servant of the Song Emperor. If it weren't for the Song Emperor's Rebirth Curse, which was highly resistant to strong fire, it could not be killed instantly and could only be used in a closed environment. And if there were only two of them killed, Emperor Song would have been killed by him long ago.

Murong Fu was not surprised either. He had always had a high self-esteem, and he was full of confidence in Tang Tomu, who was overwhelming him. In fact, when he saw Tang Tomu breaking through the siege and pursuing the mountain behind, he calculated in his mind that Emperor Song time of death.

Bao BuTong and Feng PoE were not surprised. Just as they believed that Murong Fu could revive Dayan, they believed that Emperor Song would die under their plan.

Wu Yazi was very surprised.

"How did Emperor Song die? The Killing Curse should not be able to take away his life with the Rebirth Curse. Moreover, he is often accompanied by a servant who is good at using the Fire Curse, which allows him to recover his energy instantly, which is equivalent to possessing the Rebirth Curse at the same time. Almost hundreds of lives.”

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

"Just because he is only outstanding in archery and conjuration," Li Lin said, "Although his internal strength is barely up to the first-class level, in Xuanci's opinion, it is only average, or even considered low."

"So Xuanci lowered his guard. In addition, the servant next to Emperor Song who was supposed to know the Fire Curse used the Fire Curse instead."

"However, Tang Tomb died miserably. According to the original plan, if [Da Lun Ming King] Jiumozhi had restrained him, he would not have gone out to assassinate the Song Emperor alone. At least he would have had subordinates with excellent dexterity skills to help him escape."

"Oh?" Wu Yazi was curious, "What about Jiumozhi?"

Jiumozhi is a competitive, very martial, and well-known guy. Therefore, the fact that he is a generalist and possesses three spells is not hidden as a trump card, but spread everywhere.

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

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

It is impossible for him to be stuck in a 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 world who can compete with Qiao Feng, that person must be him."

Wu Yazi frowned, he was confused at first, "My master, senior sister is not Qiao Feng's opponent?"

He did not mention Li Canghai, who was more dedicated to martial arts than he and Li Qiu Shui, because Li Canghai's fundamental spell was only the human body transformation spell.

Then he asked, "Who is that person?"

"Master You is just more skilled in martial arts than Qiao Feng. Your senior sister can only be undefeated. As for that person, he is an acquaintance you haven't seen for a long time." Li Lin smiled narrowly, "Because the basic spell is too ordinary, she is obsessed with it. Regarding martial arts, after integrating the martial arts taught by my master and studying Taoist secrets, I turned my attention to Buddhist martial arts."

"Canghai?!" Wu Yazi was a little unbelievable.

Li Lin continued: "On a rainy night, an unknown sweeping monk died. She took over the identity of the monk who died of natural causes and read all the books in the Sutra Pavilion. She forgot about her obsession with martial arts and her unbearable suffering. In the past, I forgot everything I learned.”

"Similarly, she 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 the permanent transformation, but new spells also sprouted and bore fruit within her body."

"What spell?" Wu Yazi asked.

"The Forgetting Curse." Li Lin said, "This spell is not about deleting memories. It is a spell that allows wizards to control their own and other people's memories and enter the spiritual realm, which is enough to study for a lifetime."

Li Lin has done deep research on this spell.

To be precise, this is the field he is best at without relying on the system. He learned and studied it carefully through the dreams of Gilderoy Lockhart, the master of the Forgetting Curse.

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

"Does Canghai regard himself as a Shaolin disciple?" Wu Yazi said sarcastically.

After being surpassed by the younger junior sister who he had always looked down on and once looked down on, and being blameless in the fields of martial arts and conjuration, he pointed at 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 the Shaolin Temple - a protector and a new sweeping monk."

"Her original choice was Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Bo was the substitute."

"But now I'm attracted to Jiumozhi again."

In the Sutra Pavilion, Jiumozhi's skin began to wrinkle naturally as if there was precious light flowing in it. The yellow monk's robe on his body turned blue, and a few sparse long white beards grew out from his chin.

The Tubo monk named Jiumozhi is gradually dying as his appearance changes.

Another sweeping monk appears.

Zhiya.

The door to the Sutra Pavilion opens.

A beautiful woman in green clothes walked out.

The elegant ancient sword hanging on her back adds to her majestic aura and seems to remind others that she has unparalleled swordsmanship.

The sun shines just right on her face, and her beautiful outlines with clear undulations like mountains and rivers shine brightly under it.

The small mole under her right eye and the dimples exposed when she smiles add a bit of charm and innocence to her.

But the most outstanding thing about her is not her appearance, but her ethereal temperament. Even in the quaint courtyard, her arrival transforms everything into a magical scene of empty mountains and spiritual rain, as if she does not come from the world, but from heaven. The Gushe Fairy.

However, the wonderful scene was shattered in the next second, changing from an empty mountain after a new rain to a hundred flowers blooming under the bright sun.

She looked towards the cliff in the distance, and the smile on her lips grew a little more.

When he came back to his senses, there was only one green leaf swirling and falling in its place.

"She found you." Li Lin said.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have gone out and moved." Wu Yazi, who was still in human form just now, instantly turned into a crow, and subconsciously combed the feathers on his body with his crow's beak.

When I was young, I looked at my junior sister with a different meaning because of my good feelings. At that time, I thought it was a kind of compliment. It was a beautiful childhood when I dreamed back at midnight, but now it all turned into shame and guilt.

He didn't dare to meet his junior sister again.

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

"She has been to Wuliang Jade Wall and seen that statue. She knows why you and her sister are in conflict. They are so far apart."

"So you don't have to worry at all. There is your senior sister on the cliff opposite. She will only think that the direction of perception is slightly uneven."