Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 213 Homemade Water Spirit Pictures
A sincere smile on the white lotus platform is incredibly infectious, comparable to Maitreya.

The dragon was suppressed under the Buddha's light, and the chanting of Buddhist hymns echoed in the land of Calamity.

This scene of purification looks exceptionally normal and harmonious.

Monks and demons, you know.

Faced with this situation, the demon is fighting desperately, its ferocity intensifying as it roars repeatedly.

"You fiend! Don't even think about it!"

So you were the innocent one all along!

Sensing the wild nature that had been ingrained in the other's demonic soul for nearly a thousand years, Xu Xuan understood that this kind of creature, born to feed on humans, was indeed fearless in the face of dire circumstances.

Ultimately, it's because my Buddhist practice is still lacking; the Pure Land School's usual choice of suppression as the primary method makes sense.

Fortunately, his demonic cultivation was passable, so it's no wonder he had to take a different approach.

Master Fahai's eyes revealed a strange compassion, and he sighed:

"Alas, foolish child, you've already fallen to this state with no future, so there's no need for you to worship me."

"The best outcome would be for the soul to be scattered, so why be so persistent?"

The alligator dragon was filled with grief and indignation.

If it weren't for you coming to kill me, I wouldn't be in this state now.

It didn't even know the cause and effect; it just ran out when it saw its idol being burned, and that was the end of it.

The way I died was somewhat arbitrary, which is a disservice to the many years I spent fighting and cultivating.

The demon on the lotus platform continued its incessant chatter, relentlessly piercing the heart of the demon.

“I know you are unwilling, and you certainly have reason to be unwilling.”

"You will die, but the Fuchun River will soon be occupied by another Dongting demon clan, who will feast on your blood, seize your domain temple, and even mock the previous Black Crocodile King for what he was."

Xu's performance was so lifelike that it infuriated the audience.

"And what about your enemies?"

"For example, I myself will still be alive and well."

"If you don't know about the aquatic creatures, then you don't know. At worst, you just won't provoke them."

"The demon is greedy and unrestrained, but he is also afraid of death."

"As long as I don't provoke them, I'm confident that with my current cultivation level and age, I can live for another thousand or eight hundred years."

"This makes you very angry."

A surge of resentment erupted from the alligator dragon's demonic soul; it was truly unwilling and filled with maddening hatred.

It knew perfectly well that these were the malicious words of a despicable person, yet it still felt hatred.

Xu Xuan, however, continued to calmly and mercifully guide the wicked creature.

"I have a good way to help you."

"It means revealing information about the aquatic race and the distribution of other demon races, hoping that those wicked creatures will help you take revenge."

"Mark all the ones that are the most powerful and ruthless."

"If we both suffer heavy losses and die together, you will not only not lose, but you will actually gain."

"Such a good thing is something we wouldn't even dare to dream of normally, but now it's right in front of us. We must seize it, Brother Tuolong."

The persuasive power of earnest words began to brainwash, while the transformative power from Buddhism was unleashed in full force.

Even the most resolute alligator dragon wavered.

What that demon said makes some sense.
I already have nothing left, so what difference would it make if I spoke up?

The Dongting demons deserve to die, the demon lord Fahai deserves to die, and I myself am already dead.

A triple loss is definitely better than a single loss.

"Hmph! You fiend! Now I am the fish and you are the Buddha, so naturally I am at your mercy."

After being persuaded, Tuolong reluctantly began to reveal information. Placing his hopes for revenge on his enemy was truly a helpless choice.

Xu Xuan also thoughtfully said, "Just wait. When the calamity collapses and the Pure Land returns to nothingness, that will be the day you are freed from your predicament."

Reincarnation might offer another chance to unravel the mysteries of the womb.

You might even have to thank us for giving you a chance to be reborn.

None of the novice monks present believed this, and they were even more convinced that the other party would take Etu with him and disappear when he died.

Zen Master Fahai was furious. "I am a high monk! A high monk!"
I didn't see the lotus platform with its thirty-six tiers, I didn't see my robe, and I didn't see the radiant Buddha light.

That catfish demon, that's you, still sneering, hang another chain on it!
A few days later, Xu Xuan finally sorted out the information that the alligator dragon had revealed.

Unexpectedly, the situation was already extremely precarious, like a mountain about to collapse. The so-called calamity in Jiangnan had only just begun.

As the saying goes, "Clouds are north of the river, dreams are south of the river." Extending east to Qizhou and west to Zhijiang, south of Jingshan and north of Qingcao, all lies the ancient Yunmeng region.

Apart from the Yangtze River system, this area is the largest in the entire south.

The Yunmeng Marshland, damaged by the unchangeable forces of nature, is now divided into lakes and rivers of varying sizes by silt and sand.

Even a demon like the alligator dragon, with its certain abilities and bloodline, cannot describe all the river channels; it only knows about its main body, Dongting Lake, and the basins of several major rivers.

There is a true demon king in Dongting Lake, said to be the strongest among the demon race after the disappearance of the Great Sage and the Lesser Sage.

No demon has ever seen its true form, but it is inferred that it has ancient bloodlines. It is secluded in the lake year-round, breathing in and out clouds and water vapor like tides, and drawing in the light of the sun, moon, and stars like rain.

The last time it made a move was when the immortals, saints, and Buddhas disappeared. The clouds covered the entire water area for three days and three nights, devouring all the troublesome demons.

He then took control of Dongting Lake.

He called himself "Lord of the Clouds".

He also has ten lesser demon kings under his command guarding major river basins such as the Xiang River, Zi River, Yuan River, Li River, Miluo River, Xinqiang River, Huarong River, Ouchi River, Songzi River, and Hudu River.

Some of these river basins are major waterways, which can capture more of the region's fortune.

Some are connected to the Yangtze River, so there is also a need to guard against waterway intrusion.

So they are all powerful demons with some background and some tricks up their sleeves.

The alligator dragon kept bringing up its pitiful amount of dragon blood, just to make up some embellishment.

Of course, within the Yunmeng water system, this level is considered mid-tier, and the fact that it occupies the Fuchun River basin indicates that it is quite capable.

The other major lakes are also occupied by different powerful forces. There are demons, monsters, and human-demon hybrids, all intertwined together in a more chaotic situation than the 108 heroes of Liangshan Marsh.

Each name is more imposing and domineering than the last; otherwise, how could they stand out among so many aquatic products?

It was understandable that the King of Benbo called himself the Demon King back then; he might really be the king of some small pond.

The name of the Black Crocodile King is already very low-key.

The monk and Zen master were kind enough to let the dragon mark which person it had the worst relationship with, so that they could deal with them in advance as appropriate.

This fully reflects humanistic care. Of course, the intelligence needs to be written in more detail, otherwise it will be impossible to send it in for a reunion.

It took Xu Xuan three whole days to obtain all the intelligence.

Back at the Third Affiliated Hospital, he stretched out his arms and legs.

"Finally finished."

"Indeed, reforming demons is a delicate task."

"My senior brother's path is so much more enjoyable. He just punches anyone he doesn't like to death, and if he can't kill them, he keeps punching them. He truly deserves to be called a model monk."

"I'm still too gentle."

Afterwards, various markings were made on the watershed distribution according to the hydrological map, and the dense markings on it were quite frightening.

This monster's true form is that monster possesses a magical artifact.
Xu Xuan fell silent after seeing the new catalog of water monsters.

It's unbelievable that the water system has become so overrun. Without the righteous forces to suppress them or the gods to control them, the number of naturally born monsters is increasing year by year.

(End of this chapter)