Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 133 Master Xu, please don’t come!

He gestured for Qiao Feng to have a proper discussion about issues concerning people's livelihoods.

"Ahem, my father-in-law told me that some large fish have recently appeared in the waterways of Yanguan County, causing many small boats to capsize and leaving fishermen without a livelihood."

This is true not only in Yanguan County, but also in other counties.

Suddenly, many giant aquatic creatures began causing chaos in the waterways of Jiangnan.

Catfish, carp, crabs, and grass carp have been sighted by many people, which is a fatal blow to the fishing industry.

Rumors of river demons causing trouble in various places have begun to spread.

Even in some remote places, shrines dedicated to wild gods have appeared, and some sorceresses have reappeared to collect offerings in order to appease the king of the water and calm his anger.

These kinds of brothels have always been a key target for crackdown, yet they persist despite repeated bans.

After all, when there is no other way to rely on, praying to supernatural deities is a choice people make.

The last uncontrolled man-made mythology system was the White Lotus Cult.

All four of them found the water demon problem quite troublesome.

The affairs of the imperial court will not affect this place for the time being, and the scholarship and virtue of the aristocratic families have not affected the people's livelihood.

The evil spirits in the water have truly struck at the heart of many counties.

Whether it's freight or travel, waterways are indispensable, not to mention the fishing industry that supports countless people.

Xu Xuan was thinking about the carp spirit from Dongting Lake that he had met on his last trip to Yanguan.

Is trouble about to arise in the marshes?
In this light, natural disasters and man-made calamities, demonic chaos, rampant cults, the decline of Tao and the rise of evil—the signs of a chaotic world are all too obvious.

Why is there no good news besides Liang Shanbo?

When asked about the Shangyuan Literary Gathering organized by Ji, all three said they would not participate.

Xie Yu tactfully indicated that he still had several other families to visit, and although he very much wanted to fulfill the friendship between his classmates, he regretted it due to time constraints.

Qian bluntly stated that the level of the group in the back three rows was really not good enough, and even if they organized a literary gathering, they wouldn't be able to invite any outstanding people.

Besides, if I went there, I would overshadow those three. I should just stay home and study hard until school starts.

Qiao Feng sighed and said that he had a family and could not attend such a literary gathering.

Xu Xuan typed a question mark: What kind of literary gathering?

"Teacher Xu, Ji is really good at math, he is also very enthusiastic and persistent."

"It is said that a whole boatload of beautiful women were chartered to serve the participating scholars."

Xu Xuan asked Ji Rui to find a larger stone tablet for the start of the school year.

Carve a thousand characters? No! Carve until it's full.

After the students finished their exchange, they said goodbye one by one, and everyone waited for the academy to see them again.

For the next few days, Xu organized the information he had obtained from the students in order to prepare for the new year.

He can't concern himself with court affairs for now. He'll see what Liang Shanbo's true worth is like later. If he's really capable, he'll train him properly.

水妖
Find an opportunity to take Xiaoqing and wipe out all the demons and monsters in the surrounding area. This will accumulate merit and allow us to collect some cultivation resources.

As a disciple of a righteous sect, it is only right that I do these things.

The kind-hearted Xu Xuan wrote some more reform plans for Chongqi for the new year, and waited for the start of the school year.

As for the Ji family's literary gathering, he naturally wouldn't attend.

Public opinion is important. We can't have two women blocking the door on New Year's Eve and then have rumors of a lewd party with the philandering Mr. Xu.

At night, Xu Xuan closed his eyes as he lay in bed.

Guo Bei and Master Mao were almost in despair.

Previously, during a crisis, a powerful figure intervened and helped him and two students escape the encirclement and survive.

However, in the following days, as the rules of the underworld continued to invade and modify him, the power of his Taoist magic continued to decline, and he could only fight these half-human, half-ghosts with his fists and feet.

By this time, they had already experienced several crises.

Some people are dying, some have been arrested, and as a practitioner, he should be under even greater pressure.

but
He couldn't forget the resentment of being separated from Ning Shusheng, nor the despair of Zao Tongxue being pierced by a tree branch. This time, he was surrounded again by a goddess and those humans who looked like demons.

With his magical powers completely depleted, he had already resolved to die.

"Master Yan, you take them and leave. I'll take care of things here."

Regardless of what the people behind him were thinking, Master Mao bravely rushed out.

"This time, I will..."

"Ugh?"

The paper butterfly in my arms spontaneously activated, its colorful light blooming in this gloomy, dark place.

The enormous butterfly wings scattered fluorescent light, leaving the surrounding half-human, half-ghost beings stunned in place.

The rule separating Yin and Yang could not stop a butterfly that carried the true meaning of the Ksitigarbha Sutra at the moment of its creation.

Xu Xuan's cultivation level may not be high, but every opportunity he has is top-notch.

Master Mao was almost moved to tears by the Buddhist chants; who could understand the feeling of seeing light in the darkness?

That was a kind of hope.

"Whoever the god or Buddha is, please save us!"

Yan Chixia, standing behind, was initially pleasantly surprised, but then disappointed.

This object has a very high concept, but its level of understanding is insufficient, and it cannot change the predicament.

So, with the butterfly's protection, they immediately left the spot.

During the escape, no one noticed that the student who was on the verge of death whispered a sentence.

After a short while, the paper butterfly ran out of magic and fell down.

Darkness descended once more.

but!
Far away in the Qiantang River, the owner of the paper butterfly had already seen everything.

While Xu Xuan was cultivating in a state between dreaming and waking, he sensed that the paper butterfly he had sent out had been activated. His soul, following the original intent of Zhuangzi's Butterfly Dream Technique, crossed space and descended onto the butterfly.

To roam freely through the three thousand worlds, Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly is truly a wondrous art.

Then I saw a town shrouded in darkness, and the two words "Guo Bei" in a dark, blood-red hue.

They saw countless monsters that were neither human nor ghost, neither alive nor dead, controlled by desire.

I saw the disheveled Master Mao and the bearded man with the sword on his back. Master Mao and Yan Chixia? What happened?

We saw Ji's despair, but why didn't we see Ning Caichen?
I saw it. The classmate who's about to die.

It could be the wonder of the Ksitigarbha Sutra, the special nature of the Heart Sutra, or even Zhuangzi's dream.

Zao could vaguely see Teacher Xu's figure amidst the colorful light and shadow.

A thousand words, a hundred twists and turns, all culminated in a single sentence.

"I'm sorry, Master Xu, please don't come."

When the butterflies fall silent.

Xu Xuan opened his eyes, and electricity surged in the empty room, its light piercing the darkness like sword light.

Rage! Rage! Rage! His eyes blazed with boundless fury!

Those are my students!
What a courage!
He leaped into the courtyard, and as the wind rose over the Qiantang River, he headed straight for West Lake in the darkness.

The wind on a spring night carries a chill to the bone, but it cannot extinguish the fury in my heart.

The wind fanned the flames, making the fire grow bigger and bigger!
A murderous aura surged through his chest, indicating that he was bound by great karma and was about to actively enter a life-or-death situation!
Heaven issued a warning, and thunder in the night sky awakened countless people.

A crimson star in the southeast seemed to ignite the sky, alarming the capital!
Seven stars shone brightly in the northeast, and a murderous aura filled the sky. Cultivators kept their mountain gates tightly shut!
When the Seven Stars appear and Mars shines, no one knows which calamity this signifies the beginning of.

Only the person running wildly on the ground didn't care about the changes in heaven and earth; he was just a teacher!

On the shore of West Lake, he let go of all the lingering ambiguity in his heart and roared in a low voice.

"Miss Bai, please help me!"

He needed to get to Guobei as soon as possible because his students told him: Don't come!
(End of this chapter)