Chapter 507

Lu Wushuang squatted on the roof beam, rubbing the soft sword in her cuff while listening intently to the movement coming from outside Tang Zhaotisi.

On the beam next to her, Nanako was framed in a triangle formed by Miyoshi Ryota's scabbard and the beam. Both of them were nervous, and cold sweat kept appearing on their foreheads.

It seemed like only a short while, but after a long time that was enough to drive people crazy, it became quiet outside.

Lu Wushuang made a gesture of silence to the two, jumped off the beam, and carefully felt her way outside. Just as she reached the door, she heard Li Miao's teasing voice.

"Why be so careful? Do you think I would lose?"

Lu Wushuang let out a long breath, ran toward the door with light steps, stepped on the pool of blood formed by the blood flowing in from the door crack, pushed open the temple door, and walked to Li Miao's side.

"My lord..."

She observed Li Miao worriedly.

Li Miao was still in a seriously injured state after all. Even if he could win, it didn't mean he wouldn't affect his injuries. And looking closely, she really found that Li Miao's face was paler than before, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you alright?"

Li Miao didn't lie to her and said with a smile.

"Killed a few opponents who were barely passable."

"My hands were itchy, so I used three extra moves."

Lu Wushuang looked into the distance and couldn't find any living creatures anymore. Only then did she let out a long breath and asked Li Miao.

"Is it over?"

Li Miao shook his head with a smile.

"No."

"The key figures had an internal strife, the living one ran away, and the dead ones were just minions. I'm going to Enryaku-ji in a while; that is the end of today's battle."

Lu Wushuang frowned.

"My lord, I don't quite understand."

Li Miao briefly recounted what had just happened, including the conversation between Minamoto Choryo and the monk he heard through his ear skills. Although he didn't understand Japanese, it wasn't difficult for him to remember the pronunciation of some key phrases.

After Lu Wushuang finished listening, she translated and repeated the conversation between Minamoto Choryo and the monk, and then remained silent for a long time before speaking hesitantly.

"My lord, it seems some things can be connected... Do you see if what I said is correct?"

Seeing that Li Miao didn't refute, she said slowly.

"A thousand years ago, the Venerable Bodhidharma came to Japan and passed down Buddhist methods; this is the source of Japanese Buddhism. As for the reason, I think he should have wanted to use Buddhism to contend with Shintoism."

"Later, he was killed by the so-called 'Amaterasu,' his body was hidden in the statue of the Izumo Grand Shrine, and at the same time, that 'Amaterasu' transformed Buddhism, turning it into a tool to temper Shinto believers."

"Then, eight hundred years ago, Master Jianzhen traveled east. At that time, he realized the essence of Japanese Buddhism and tried to lead it onto the right path."

"As a result, Japanese monks had already become accustomed to the status quo of being able to improve their martial arts without practicing pure precepts, and because of this, they regarded Master Jianzhen as an enemy, sent him into the encirclement of Shintoism, and took Master Jianzhen's life."

"The two sides should have reached a tacit understanding to jointly exterminate the 'Heavenly Demon' because of the Master Jianzhen affair, which led to today's joint siege."

"This is what happened in Japan before the Venerable Zhang Sanfeng traveled east."

Li Miao nodded.

"Although most of the details are missing, overall it should be roughly like this... Have you noticed the key point?"

Lu Wushuang nodded and held up three fingers.

"First, Heavenly Demon."

"Venerable Bodhidharma, Venerable Zhang Sanfeng, Master Jianzhen, you, and the Ming Cult leader—the five of you are called Heavenly Demons by them."