Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 142 Fulfilling the First Wish!
He's far better than those heroes who only cause trouble.

After everyone completed the final intelligence analysis and tactical formulation,

Open the gate, letting all the non-human, non-ghostly monsters passing by look in.

The Pure Land, expanded by the three great vows, has filled the place where Yin and Yang meet. Although it has no magical power, it is enough to shield the righteous team from the Yang energy.

Xu found himself standing on the platform where the City God had once stood.

"Fellow Daoists, fellow students!"

"We come from all corners of the world! From different lineages! Even from different races!"

"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse that we've all gathered here in Guobei today."

"At this time, the underworld will invade the mortal world. If successful, it will release endless evil spirits to rush into the human world."

"When the balance of heaven and earth is disrupted, the righteous path declines and demons rise; the destruction of mountains and rivers can be decided in the blink of an eye."

"So this is the battlefield, this is the front line."

"Behind us are our families, ordinary people, and hundreds of millions of lives."

"Everyone, for Guo Bei, for China, for all who are alive."

"Be a hero, even if it means walking into darkness!"

"set off!"

Yan Chixia and the others exchanged glances. This step was fraught with uncertainty, yet for some reason it was filled with power.

Young Master Xu is right. No matter what methods we use, we have a clear conscience!

Even Xiaoqian felt warm all over!

The Justice Team worked together, dividing tasks among themselves.

one day!
In just one day, Xu Xuan stirred up Guo Bei again; the details are unnecessary to elaborate on.

If Guo Beiquan were human, he couldn't do it.

Even if they were all ghosts, he couldn't do it.

Only those who are half-human and half-ghost, whose desires are out of control and who have lost the most powerful wisdom of humankind, are too easy to deal with.

They even managed to subdue those cowardly bullies who then willingly followed them.

Except for a very small number of less evil Guo Bei people who were not misled, the vast majority of those who deserved to die were already in place.

They wanted to hear what this incredibly powerful and evil king had to share.

Sitting in the county government office, Xu was surrounded by a chaotic scene of demons dancing around him, with desires and karma intertwined and woven into a throne.

Upon first hearing the guttural sound, it was as if one heard the golden tiles of a demon king's palace crumbling.

The white-robed monk sat arrogantly at the head of the table, laughing loudly. His figure was surrounded by countless twisted and wailing soul lights, creating a picture that was both terrifying and majestic.

If Lady White Snake were to look at Xu Xuan at this moment, she would only see a bright red sun that has turned black, a picture of evil causes and evil consequences.

Yan Chixia and Master Mao, who were mixed in with him, felt that his acting was so realistic.

At this moment, the king looked at the strangely shaped Guo Bei people with a sorrowful expression in his eyes.

I'm so sad.

"What is it that makes Your Majesty so sad?"

The straight man, wearing a ghost mask, appeared. Although his legs were shaking, he still managed to complete the task of starting a conversation.

The king clapped his hands, and several chests of gold and jewels were pushed to the center. The dazzling golden light made Guo Beizhong's breathing heavy, and the greed in his eyes made the atmosphere in the room heat up rapidly.

"Gold, silver and jewelry, agate and jade."

"Are you happy?"

With another clap of hands, someone threw several scantily clad goddesses, bound together, onto the gold. Guo Beizhong's eyes turned red, and his blood boiled.

"The heavenly maiden is beautiful and none can surpass her. Heaven has now sent her to serve me, and I wish to attend to her day and night, in my sleep and at rest."

"Are you happy?"

With a final clap, a large quantity of longevity fruits were piled up around the goddess, and Guo Beizhong began to drool uncontrollably.

"May the immortals of all ages enjoy happiness, prolong their lives, and never grow old."

"Are you happy?"

The ghosts cheered—who wouldn't love that!

"I am not pleased!"

"Because it's not enough! It's not enough!"

Then a paper butterfly landed at the top and burst into flames.

The towering flames ignited the desires within people's hearts, and they stood there panting, wanting to rush into the sea of ​​fire to seize these things they longed for.

The words of the White Lotus Saint Father echoed in Guo Bei, their demonic nature reflected through the firelight.

"I was born in Lanruo Temple, where jewels are piled up like mountains, goddesses are countless, and immortality is within easy reach!"

The moving words resonated in everyone's hearts, as if they could see a scene of supreme bliss.

"The divine beings in Lanruo Temple possess far too much, and give us far too little."

"Why!"

Guo Beizhong's desires were constantly aroused by the words, and the passionate speech of the White Lotus Holy Father catalyzed him to an extreme state of intoxication.

"I have received definite news that the Divine Man is seriously injured!" Greed surged like a tide; for Guo Bei, being injured meant he could share the spoils!

"Then, attack Lanruo."

"Grab the gold, grab the goddess, grab immortality!!!"

With simple manipulation, these monstrous creatures, twisted beyond description, surged out of the town like a tide, heading towards Lanruo Temple.

The earth trembled, the clouds surged, and the laws of the underworld were actively absorbed into this group of people, further deepening the transformation.

The tree demon's roots sensed this and became furious.

Rebellion against Heaven! The food is about to kill its master!

The roots and tendrils swarmed out, terrifying Guo Bei's men.

Several masked men conveniently pushed over oil, torches, and a large knife piled up to the side.

Someone threw out a ball of kerosene, which ignited the tree branch, causing the roots to twist and scream in agony.

The voice of the White Lotus Holy Father echoed across the battlefield.

"Are even gods afraid of fire?"

It was a question, but at this moment, Guo Beizhong, who had gone berserk again, instinctively started setting the mountain on fire.

We must turn Lanruo into scorched earth!

The war between Guo Beizhong and the Tree Demon Granny broke out without any warning.

The tree spirit couldn't understand why this was happening, but the humans' act of setting the mountain on fire was simply a death sentence for it!

"Grandma, Xiaoqian knows the reason!"

The tree spirit flew into a rage after hearing Xu Xuan's revised explanation; this was a fight to the death, leaving no room for compromise!

The roots that have spread throughout the entire mountain have broken through the soil; today, we will kill all these prey!
Guo Beizhong didn't care why, because the calamity energy had been passed on to everyone by the Great King.

Xu Xuan stood at the highest point, tearing paper one by one, which turned into butterflies that fluttered across the battlefield.

They keep amplifying those seductive and misleading statements.

"Seize the goddess!" "Seize the gold!" "Seize immortality!"

Under the repeated brainwashing of the demonic sound, Guo Beizhong was as if he had stepped onto the grandest stage and begun a primitive performance.

This is the Asura Hell for Guo Bei and the tree demon. None of you can escape; you will all become sacrifices for me to fulfill my vow!

Occasionally, someone would regain even a little bit of their instinct to run away.

On the other side of the sea of ​​fire, the goddess appeared, her beautiful face revealing a pitiful fear. She hurriedly ran back, and just then, several gold ingots and longevity fruits fell to the ground.

Continue! Every time the battle is about to stop, a goddess appears with treasure.

Even more deadly, the sounds of battle, such as "Battle of the Southern City," "Drinking Song," and "The Yellow Horse," came from the rear. The short flutes and cymbals stimulated the fighting spirit of the Guo Bei troops, which belonged to the human half.

Ning Caichen played a tune earnestly on a paper butterfly, feeling a power beyond love; this was music played for ghosts and gods.

In this way, relying on the desperate fighting of Guo Beizhong, they actually managed to advance step by step to the outside of Lanruo Temple.

By the time they arrived here, only less than a hundred of the tens of thousands of Guo Bei people remained. Corpses littered the mountain roads behind them, a testament to their immense bloodshed.

Lanruo Temple was also mostly destroyed, leaving only tree spirits protected by the laws of the underworld behind the ruins.

All the female ghosts under his command were burned to ashes.

My first wish has almost been fulfilled.

This terrifying efficiency is unprecedented in the Pure Land School, making him both a genius and the greatest demon in the human world.

The old witch looked outside in fear, never expecting that tens of thousands of ants had almost killed her. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

Xu Xuan was helpless as he watched his subordinates remain unmoved even after being subjected to countless layers of intelligence-reducing auras, and who even tried to escape.

"You guys..."

"If I can let you go, will Granny Tree Demon let you go?"

Upon hearing this, the tree spirit considered its own plight—how desolate it was to be beaten down to just its trunk. Thus, a wicked thought arose within it, and it decisively ended the lives of these villains.

My first wish has been fulfilled.

The sins of converting an entire city are comparable to those of Kinnara in the past.

Guo Bei radiated golden light, advancing to the peak of the Pure Land Realm.

Flowers are falling from the sky and golden lotuses are emerging from the ground.

Endless insights arise spontaneously and are infused into the soul.

At this moment, in terms of cultivation, he was already the number one in Guobei, and even the pinnacle of human cultivation.

The second wish is for the recurrence of Yin and Yang.

Suddenly, a man appeared beside the monk. He was ten feet tall, with uneven red hair, a stern green face, and piercing eyes. He wore a red robe, a black hat, and had lips as red as blood and a beard like a halberd. He was dressed in the robes of a judge.

With another flick of his wrist, the figure transformed into a judge's pen and fell into Xu Xuan's hand.

The laws of the underworld in this realm erupted, surging wildly into it.

Tree demon!

Do you know your sin?

　When I wrote about standing on a high platform to give a speech for the Justice Squad's departure, I almost couldn't stop myself; it just flowed too smoothly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)