Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 278 The Dharma King Enters Qiantang

Qiantang?

The Karmapa stood outside, not daring to take another step, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

Ordinary followers were unaware, but he, as a high-ranking member of the White Lotus Sect, was.

There is a demonic monk named Ruoxu presiding over this place, making him a very special figure in the Pure Land School.

Although their rise to power has been short-lived, their actions are extremely ruthless. Their unique cultivation level grants them the ability to traverse space, and if provoked, it's essentially a fight to the death.

Moreover, there are rumors that an extremely terrifying master is hiding here.

He didn't believe it; a small place like Qiantang couldn't possibly be that bad.

So, could the Holy Mother be a bait set up by Ruoxu? Others might not, but the Pure Land School really has the reason and the ability to do so.

After calming down, the Dharma King realized that he had been too arbitrary and had lost his rationality.

It's also possible that the other party is just an ordinary little demon, and that their ability to control Gan Jiang and Mo Xie is merely a coincidence.
The world is far more bizarre than we can imagine. Should we retreat for now, report to the leader, and then investigate further?
But he was unwilling and did not want to accept it.

After losing their headquarters, the higher-ups within the church had different views on the Holy Mother, and some noticed that there seemed to be some problems with the techniques and the true spirit.

Therefore, such a complex attitude conceals immense danger.

The Karmapa sat in the middle of a desolate mountain, holding a lotus petal, for three days and three nights, his eyes bloodshot.

"Oh dear... you're a saint."

Whether it's rational or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

He used a magical artifact to wash away his aura, immediately sealing his magical power and blood energy, leaving only his soul realm, and walked in like an ordinary middle-aged man suffering from a serious illness.

He needs an answer.

With the gold and silver in his hand, he bought a horse-drawn carriage on the road and entered Qiantang County with trepidation.

Without his magical powers and vital energy, he was just an ordinary person with some supernatural abilities, wandering the streets and alleys searching for the Holy Mother's whereabouts.

"Hey, you stop right there!"

"Are you blind? You've dirtied the old man's clothes, you have to pay for it!"

"Make some inquiries; a proper silk brocade robe like this would normally cost at least twenty taels of silver."

"Don't even think about running away. There's no one in Qiantang that I can't find."

The third-generation Zhang San makes his debut. As the inheritor of the legendary name of the Qiantang ruffians, he needs a brilliant staged accident to win the approval of his peers.

This person was clearly from out of town; he looked like a consumptive, but his clothes looked decent, and he didn't have any guards or attendants with him.

Having avoided the dangers of the elderly and the young people who are still studying, middle-aged businessmen are definitely the best targets right now.

The Dharma King looked at the other party and nodded thoughtfully. What a useless piece of trash. His luck is dim, and he can face calamity at any time.

"I have money, come with me."

Soon, a shop appeared in Qiantang.

Meanwhile, on Mount Lu, the convoys of the two academies arrived at the gate of Bailu Academy.

Dean Shen, along with professors and students, waited at the gate to welcome the students from the two academies.

The main gate of Bailu Academy is a single gate with double eaves, and a horizontal plaque that reads "Bailudong Academy" hangs high above the gate.

This character is more elegant in style than Chongqi's, exuding pure literary charm. It is also much more aesthetically pleasing than the calligraphy of Grand Secretary Yin.

Xu Xuan's spiritual senses automatically shut down at this point to avoid being blinded by the light.

The cultural atmosphere here is soaring to the heavens, and combined with the surrounding mist, it truly gives a feeling of vastness, like the sea.

There's even a phantom image of a sage preaching in the sea, with a white divine deer following the sage, listening to his teachings. Nothing compares; this is truly incomparable.

If Chongqi, a cultivator with malicious intent, is suppressed, then Bailu will be killed.

It must contain genuine writings by a sage, as well as other powerful items.

Upon arrival, we got off the bus and went through the familiar welcoming process at the main gate.

Apart from Jintian Academy being somewhat bewildered, the other two academies were mentally prepared.

Sure enough, that's what happened next.
"Young Master Ziye Xian!"

"Brother Yifu!"

"Young Master Ziye Xian!"

"Brother Yifu!"

With a swift movement of their arms, their bodies trembled violently; the friendship between the two was truly touching.

"Ahem, Headmaster, it's time..."

It was the professors from Bailu Academy who couldn't wait any longer and brought up the procedures, saying they couldn't let dozens of people stand at the gate watching you shake like crazy.

Only after being reminded did Headmaster Shen begin to follow the formal procedures. After all, it was the First Academy, so they definitely had to come up with something impressive.

They brought out bronze artifacts that had been stored away for who knows how many years, lit them, burned incense, and burned some other inexplicable things.

Next up was Zhou Li. Although Shen Shanzhang was an unrestrained person, he really proved himself capable in crucial moments.

This elaborate ceremony was executed meticulously, and when it became serious, it exuded an extraordinary air of solemnity.

If we compare the heads of the three major academies, he is indeed the one who best fits the general perception of the ideal.

After that, they introduced themselves to each other, which also gave a glimpse into Bailu's teaching staff.

There were certainly retired high-ranking officials in the imperial court, and the team of bigwigs led by former Minister of Personnel Che Yin was particularly impressive, with their average official rank being even higher than that of Chong Qi.

Many reclusive Confucian scholars also taught here, such as Professor Lu Ji, who was known as the "Hero of the Taikang Era" and wrote the Wenfu (a type of classical Chinese prose).

This display of muscles was perfectly timed; even Xu Xuan, upon seeing it, felt that this study tour would definitely be very rewarding.

After that, arrangements were made for visits to the academy, following the model of Chongqi, with students leading students and professors leading professors.

Xu Xuan walked with Dean Shen and Professor Shi, attracting the attention of many people. The professors of Bailu were all curious about the background of this young man.

"Hanwen, come and see how my academy compares to Nanshan's?"

Once you enter the gatehouse, you'll find the Academy of Sages, where flowerbeds and a stele corridor are connected, and there are many inscriptions left by sages on them.

These stone tablets embody the essence of Bailu, with many principles inscribed on them for people to learn.

Xu Xuan thought this model was very good.

I believe that the professors' writings should also be preserved in Chongqi's stele forest as a record.

As an ambitious academy teacher, one should learn from others' strengths and make up for one's weaknesses to prepare for the future.

Afterwards, the group walked through the Hall of Rites, the Hall of Great Achievement, the Gate of Great Achievement, the Gate of Guandao, the Hall of Minglun, the Gates of the Two Study Halls, the Shrine of the Sages, the Ziyang Academy, the Scholars' Building of the Yanbin Hotel, and the Higher Forestry School. Each place had a profound meaning that made people think deeply.

The entire academy is meticulously laid out, forming a large courtyard complex, all facing south; the roofs are gabled in a herringbone shape, exuding an air of refined elegance and tranquility.
Completely different from Chongqi's style, although it is also located on a mountain, it is very simple.

There is almost no golden nanmu wood or exotic flowers and herbs to be seen; everything is made from materials sourced locally from Mount Lu.

In fact, Chongqi's style is abnormal. What normal academy would spend so much money to create scenery in the mountains?

"The White Deer Cave is just ahead. It's a forbidden area and is not usually open to the public."

(End of this chapter)