Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 143 The Great Divine Power of Judgment of Crime

Thunder rumbled amidst the rolling dark clouds, and the occasional appearance of fiery red clouds foreshadowed what was happening there.

The stench of blood and the smell of burning permeated the black, scorched earth—this was the battlefield.

Even the temperature in the core area invaded by the underworld has risen considerably.

Only a few charred wooden stakes remain of the temple; the former gloom and ghostly atmosphere have been completely swept away.

A bare locust tree stands in the same spot, its trunk several meters thick and its canopy dozens of meters long still very vigorous, with large leaves, indicating that it usually receives plenty of fertilizer.

The only difference was the absence of the fawning imps and the skeletons that used to litter the ground.

Xiaoqian, along with Ning Caichen and Yan Daxia, killed all the bitches and even dug up her own ashes, thus gaining complete freedom.

At this moment, the Tree Demon Granny was a lonely old demon.

"Confess?"

Hahahahahahahaha.

The tree demon's hoarse, androgynous voice echoed across the open space. Despite its harshness, the anger and confusion within it were conveyed to the justice team without any hindrance.

It was the aura of greed for the underworld, which resulted in it being captured by the underworld and used as an anchor point.

Just as the renovation of Guo Bei was in progress, a group of crazed monsters burned off its roots and destroyed its home.

Should we make it confess now?

Great joke.

What kind of demon confesses its sins after consuming blood? Besides, I'm protected by the laws of the underworld, who can kill me?!
And
"Demon, the blood debts on your body are visible even without spiritual sense."

"How can you feel good being haunted by the wronged souls of tens of thousands of people?"

"Your fate is to be condemned by heaven and your soul will be scattered!"

This was the part that the tree spirit couldn't understand the most.

Of all those present, this powerful and charismatic monk was the least qualified to make a judgment.

Xu Xuan sneered. How could he not know he would face divine retribution?

But that's a matter for later. Wouldn't it be a huge loss if we paid such a high price and still couldn't kill you?

Today, witness the power of Fahai in Lanruo!

Standing on the void, the monk held a judge's pen and pointed it at the demons with righteous indignation.

"Bah!"

"You ugly tree demon, stop your sophistry! Today, this humble monk will stand up for the righteous path of humanity and give you a proper trial!"

At that time, Lu Pan could easily imprison Xiao Qing in West Lake with his pen, and could even cross the fog to write down Xu Xuan's crimes. He could also make free judgments according to his own will, which was extremely domineering.

This is because it is a special principle that only underworld officials can master.

However, due to conflicts with the rules of the mortal world, this supernatural power was broken by Xu's heinous crimes.

Today, this place is no different from the underworld.

The laws of the Pure Land and the Underworld overlap, activating the power of the Judge's Pen.

In an instant, Xu Xuan fell backward, no longer sitting on the lotus platform, but in the high hall!

A magnificent hall materialized in the void, with black walls, gray tiles, red pillars, mottled marks, dried and blackened blood, and endless human sorrows entwined around it.

Three large characters hang high in the center: "Chacha Si" (察查司).

The main gate was wide open. Inside, on the left side of the desk were iron chains, a judge's tablet, and the Book of Life and Death. On the right side were countless case files detailing life, death, and separation.

In the middle sat a high-ranking monk, dressed in a white robe and draped in a brocade kasaya.

Her body radiates golden light, protected by celestial dragons; her good deeds increase daily; she accumulates the causes for sainthood; her Bodhi will not regress; she will have abundant food and clothing; she will be free from disease and plague; she will be protected from water and fire; she will be free from the calamities of thieves; she will be respected by all; she will receive the assistance of gods and spirits; women will be reborn as men; she will become the daughter of kings and ministers; she will have beautiful features; and she will be reborn in heaven many times.
The twenty-eight benefits surround the body, saving all sentient beings in the ten directions.

This is the original vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. With the Pure Land Dharma making great strides, how could the Ksitigarbha Dharma remain stagnant?

Sitting there, besides the majesty of rewarding good and punishing evil, there is also a state of being as steadfast and immovable as the earth, and as profound and secretive as a hidden treasure.

He looked down at the demons trembling from the commotion below and gave them a compassionate smile.

Try to mess with me!
This is how you should use amazing magical power and the Judge's Pen!
Awaken the divine power of judgment!
Before it was even written, the tree demon's soul had already been immobilized by the laws of the underworld.

Xu Xuan is the most fair and just person, and he would never influence the verdict like Judge Lu did.

After careful consideration, I slowly put pen to paper, as if it were a weight of a thousand pieces of gold.

You must know that the iron pen can determine life and death, good and evil; how can you act arbitrarily!
"The thousand-year-old tree spirit was originally a locust tree, possessing spiritual power during the ancient Yue Kingdom period. It was a wild god worshipped in the mountains and fields. During the Western Han Dynasty, it was chosen by the Western religion to build a temple, where it received enlightenment from the Buddha's light and began its spiritual practice. Later, it fell into the demonic path."

A historical scroll is being unfolded, revealing that the locust tree existed here first, and then the Lanruo Temple.

A thousand years ago, during the Spring and Autumn Period, this place belonged to the ancient Yue Kingdom. A wise man from the mountains planted a locust tree there at some unknown time.

In the poem "The peach tree is young and tender, its blossoms are bright and beautiful; this maiden is going to her husband's home, may she bring harmony to her family" from the Book of Songs, the word "peach" is sometimes interpreted as referring to the locust tree, and the two are often used interchangeably or interchangeably.

The Zhou Li (Rites of Zhou) records in the section on the Autumn Official: "Facing the three locust trees, the three dukes are seated, and the governor and the common people are behind them."

The locust tree has also become a symbol of fame and official career, implying that the descendants of the family will rise step by step and pass the imperial examinations to enter officialdom.

People came and went, praying devoutly under this locust tree, which gradually became an object for people to entrust their emotions, and its spirituality was awakened a thousand years ago.

During the Western Han Dynasty, Western religions were introduced to the Central Plains. This place was chosen by monks, who built temples and shrines there, and the locust tree was also enshrined in them.

Watering it daily, pruning its leaves, chanting scriptures and preaching the Dharma, the sacred tree also embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

Later generations developed complex desires, deep-seated demonic thoughts, and inescapable sins. Every desire carried inescapable troubles, ultimately polluting the spirit of the locust tree.

This led him step by step down the path of evil, until the monks of Lanruo disappeared amidst the chaos of war and the temple fell into ruin.

With no more constraints, the tree spirit devoured the first human who sought shelter there.

They continued to eat people, absorb souls, and communicate with hell, until this day.

Human desires and the craving for the blood of demons created this twisted monster.

Seeing the divine power of the Judge's Pen, Xu Xuan and the others never expected that this tree was once a spiritual tree. It can only be said that fate is unpredictable.

Xu Xuan was deeply moved after reading it; the human heart and the demons were truly intertwined.

Therefore, if we can return alive, we should discipline Xiaoqing strictly.

Then the formal indictment was written.

"Following one's own desires, deceiving one's conscience and moral principles, unjustly killing living beings, inducing others to break the law, stirring up the imbalance of Yin and Yang, breaking the barrier between life and death, and causing..."

Xu Xuan quickly wrote a long list of sentences, but as he wrote, he realized that he was about to stop.

No?

The Tree Demon Granny, a notorious demon, surely she has committed more than just these few crimes over the past thousand years.

Why are there so many fewer than before, and it's all just killing, killing, killing, with no ambition at all?

In reality, although the tree spirit was deeply sinful, the crimes it could commit while rooted in Lanruo Temple were actually quite limited.

It's far less colorful than someone else's.

snort!
Xu decisively took over the judge's pen with his astonishing magical power and demonstrated on the spot what it meant to write furiously.

The details of the goddess's almsgiving must be written extensively, the legal violations must be numerous and complex, and the acts of provoking trouble must also be included.

Although Guo Beiren's downfall was due to his own actions, doesn't the tree demon on your mountain bear any responsibility?

As many sins as possible occur here, provide them with more.

(End of this chapter)