Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 138 My Magic Power is Rising

As the fight intensified and my anxiety grew, I caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of my eye and nodded toward that spot.

He turned around and with a single lightning-fast five-hit whip, he took down five people, then arrogantly declared.

"Neither heaven nor earth can protect you! You will surely be taken!"

He rushed off in one direction, kicking away several kids along the way.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia hesitated even more and decided to retreat first.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a handsome monk standing in front of him.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk has been looking for you for a long time."

Yan Chixia drew his sword, his eyes filled with vigilance.

After all, anyone would be wary if they saw a malevolent ghost exuding yin energy and who had just been acting abstractly and madly appearing before them.

Everyone knows that nonsense is unbelievable.

Xu Xuan understood the other party's concerns and directly gave his name.

“I am the person you are looking for, Mr. Xu, an instructor at the academy.”

"How to prove it?"

The monks, exuding an eerie aura, stood with their backs to each other, reciting in hushed tones.

"Its vital energy is supremely great and strong. If nourished by uprightness without harm, it will fill the space between heaven and earth. Its vital energy is in harmony with righteousness and the Way; without these, it will wither. It is born from the accumulation of righteousness, not something acquired by force. If one's actions do not align with one's conscience, then one will wither. Therefore, I say, Gaozi never truly understood righteousness because he considered it external. There must be something to do, but do not force it; do not forget it in your heart, but do not interfere."

A sinister-looking monk was reciting Mencius with practiced ease, specifically the chapter about righteousness.

This upright and righteous demeanor had a strong spiritual impact on Master Yan.

"Okay, okay, I believe it."

Forget about ghosts, even ordinary people can't recite this kind of weather phenomenon.

Unexpectedly, it really was the Instructor Xu they had been waiting for, and a very skilled cultivator at that. His disguise was so convincing that even their own divine eyes couldn't detect the slightest flaw.

"This master... instructor?"

"Come with me."

The two raced back to the City God Temple at breakneck speed.

The door creaked open.

When Xu Xuan arrived at the City God Temple, the first people he saw were Master Mao, who looked overjoyed, and Ji, who initially looked overjoyed but then became extremely ashamed.

And Zao-kun, whose anger was about to dissipate.

Without saying a word, he swiftly grabbed his wrist.

The white lotus directly dispelled the tainted ghostly energy, and the pure Pure Land Dharma began to operate at high speed.

The three feet of pure earth enveloped the student, and the radiance of the Heart Sutra and the Ksitigarbha Ten Wheels Sutra was constantly flowing into this already empty body.

In particular, the hole in his chest was filled with golden light.

Xu Xuan's hand trembled slightly.

It turns out that life had already begun, but it was too late.

A riddled-with-holes character for "early" maintains a faint connection between the body and the soul.

With his head down, Xu Xuan exuded a dangerous aura and spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Tell me about Guo Bei."

Yan Chixia sighed and recounted the whole story.

Lanruo Temple, the Tree Demon Granny, a group of female ghosts who suck the life essence of mortals.

All of this was expected. The change occurred one day when the tree spirit's roots connected to the underworld.

"That old hag has lost her mind. She doesn't even realize that although the locust tree can communicate between the yin and yang realms, it is still the original body that grows in the yang realm."

"That fellow has also been captured by the rules of the underworld and has probably become a puppet."

"The underworld infiltrated from its center and was also attracted by Guo Bei at the foot of the mountain."

"This chain of events is a divine punishment."

Next, Zao returned home and was rescued by Yan Chixia.

Master Mao led the two suicide squad into Guo Bei, and the group reunited and fled together.

During the pursuit, Ning Caichen got separated from his classmate. In a moment of crisis, Zao pushed Ji Rui away and was pierced through the chest by a locust tree branch.

At the last moment, a female ghost pointed out that this was the final hiding place. "So that's how it is."

Having learned the whole story, Xu Xuan calmly uttered those four words, his expression so cold it was frightening.

At this moment, Zao woke up.

Or, to put it another way, a final burst of energy before death.

Upon seeing Xu Xuan, he was taken aback at first, then said with relief.

"So it really was you I saw in the butterfly before. I was talking about Wu Lai, teacher."

"I misheard; I thought it meant you must come immediately."

This joke is not funny at all.

Zao thought he was afraid of death, but at this moment he was no longer afraid, only filled with endless regret and guilt.

"I'm sorry everyone."

If it weren't for his situation, at least his two friends from the academy and Master Mao wouldn't have had to come to their deaths.

On his deathbed, the nameless scholar began to reminisce about his past.

She rambled on about her past ambition to save Guo Bei and her desire to become famous throughout the world.

Ji Rui was sobbing uncontrollably beside him, and Master Mao felt a tightness in his chest.

As her body grew increasingly cold, Zao grabbed Xu Xuan's arm tightly.

"Master Xu, shall we take them out of here?"

"I know you must have a way!"

Before he died, Zao trusted the teacher who had slapped him and punished him by making him carve words.

Xu Xuan nodded earnestly amidst the hopeful gazes.

"I see. Then I have no regrets."

"Master Xu, my surname isn't 'Zao' (早)."

The character "早" (early) that connects the soul and the body is shattered.

Without his soul leaving, Guo Bei will only become a wild ghost, not subject to the six realms of existence, when he officially enters the underworld.

Ji Rui sobbed softly in the City God Temple, overwhelmed by the heart-wrenching pain that overwhelmed him.

The son of the leader of the Chamber of Commerce of the Seven Southern Provinces is nothing but a piece of trash, utter trash!!!

Master Mao chanted "Amitabha Buddha" once.

"At that time, the Savior from Suffering Heavenly Venerable: pervading the ten directions, constantly using his divine power to rescue all sentient beings from their delusions. Sentient beings are unaware of this, like the blind seeing the sun and moon. I am originally from the Great Void, leading without end. Auspicious clouds open the gate of life, and auspicious smoke seals the gate of death. The primordial mystery arises, to communicate auspicious omens and respond to calamities, saving all sins and delivering all from calamities."

The inscription "The Supreme Lord of the Cave of Mystery and the Spiritual Treasure Speaks the Wondrous Scripture of Salvation from Suffering" echoed in this small City God Temple, and the portraits of the Ten Kings of Hell moved without wind, seemingly responding to the scripture's intention to save people from evil.

Yan Chixia turned his head away, unable to bear to look, and angrily slammed his fist on the ground.

Although this scholar was not very brave, he had great integrity.

He didn't give up until the very end, and did his best to lead everyone to hide in Guobeili.

What he wants to do most right now is to smash through this city in one go, head straight for Lanruo, and kill that locust tree spirit.

Xu Xuan seemed somewhat unable to accept this.

How could someone die?

I'm already here.
Perhaps there is another way.
The thought that had been burning in my mind rose up like wildfire.

The white lotus image became unstable, and the aura of the apocalypse began to spread uncontrollably.

The statue of the City God exploded, and the statues of the Ten Kings of Hell shook violently.

There was a cultivation method that Xu Xuan had been planning, but he dared not try it without being completely confident.

However, since my classmate died this morning, it shouldn't be too much for me to be a little bolder under the influence of this calamity.

Or rather, I am the calamity itself.

Senior, I'm sorry.

Junior brother, I'm about to cultivate the Way to eliminate demons and increase my power.

Yan Chixia looked at the monk who was emanating an ominous aura in horror, and realized he had fallen into demonic possession in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)