Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 328: Dragon Subduing
He wore a patchwork robe, a monk's hat, and carried a palm-leaf fan; his body was hunched over.

It's the mad monk Ning Caichen saw at Lingyin Temple last time! The same mad monk that even the White Snake Lady couldn't find with her great supernatural powers last time!
Xu Xuanxin sank down.

This pose is quite impressive, is it a living Arhat?

If it's truly possible to evade the investigations of both the cultivation and secular forces, then it's acceptable.

There was nothing in his spiritual perception but neither good nor evil, not even a breath, like a clay or wooden sculpture.

Can an Arhat who has no Buddha-nature still be considered an Arhat?
A thousand thoughts collided in his mind in that instant, and no matter how he deduced it, the result was always ominous.

In particular, an instinctive fear was warning him that it was coming for Xu.

He planned to stall for time, at least until the powerful figure appeared.

Of course, if a mad monk is willing to speak, he could talk for ten days or half a month. It is normal for Buddhist monks to debate scriptures for three days and three nights.

The mad monk's cloudy eyes seemed to be fixed on the void, without even glancing at the two people in front of him.

It was as if there was something beautiful in the sky.

But when thunderous sounds came from the direction of Baoan Hall, the calamity energy in the world intensified.

Someone's death calamity has been officially triggered.

Xu Xuan felt a chill run through him, and the world in his eyes suddenly changed.

He saw invisible energy rising from the mountains and rivers, from the little green bird beside him, the birds in the trees, the fish and shrimp in West Lake, the passersby by the lake, the patrolling constables, everyone in the town, and even from his own body.

They flew continuously from all directions toward Leifeng Pagoda, landing straight onto the puppet-like mad monk, like the endless flow of the Yangtze River.

Upon closer inspection, these air currents felt strangely familiar.

It is the reversal of yin and yang, the resurrection of the dead, and the familiarity of the annihilation of 30,000 lives.

Just like the fiery clouds that filled the sky that day, that was the power of order.

The violent airflow had already interfered with reality; the mad monk's tattered robes rustled in the wind, and the chaos in his eyes was being separated by an unknown force, with specks of golden light blooming.

As the last breath flowed in, the world fell silent instantly.

There was no wind, no human voices, no chirping of insects or birds in early summer; the silence was terrifying.

Moved.

The mad monk slowly raised his arms, moving them in a halting, puppet-like motion, drawing an outer circle before finally placing them in front of his chest with his hands clasped together.

Xu Xuan also moved.

It was inevitable that we would lose.

If it were the version of Ji Dian Monk, there might be a way to negotiate.

But in this state, he was nothing more than a puppet of the murderous calamity, so he immediately resorted to the Thirty-Six Stratagems and decided that running away was the best option.

They headed straight for West Lake.

Putting aside the restrictions set up by Miss Bai, Yu Gong on the other side is also a strong ally.

Liezi's ability to ride the wind was no longer enough, so Xiaoqing raised her foot and transformed it into a snake's tail, lashing it out fiercely as a boost. She also relinquished control of the two swords, using them to accelerate her flight.

You can plunge into the lake in just one second, and you can even see your reflection in the shimmering water.

The mad monk opened his parched lips and let out a hoarse voice.

Disregarding the synchronization of time, it drifted away from the foot of Leifeng Pagoda.

"Death is imminent; I shall act on behalf of Heaven..."

Golden light shone from beneath my feet.

"Ah"

Its light shone brightly, illuminating all directions.

“Mi”

There is nowhere to hide in the universe.

“陀”

Formless and without appearance, yet accessible only to the mind. "Buddha"

Impermanence, suffering, emptiness, non-self, and impurity contemplation appear in turn, sweeping across all directions.

brush!
Xu Xuan's vision blurred, and the water in front of him disappeared, returning to its original position. He was immediately horrified.

Even the most coordinated methods are no match for a single thought, especially since he was all alone here.

It's good that Xiaoqing didn't come in. Although her combat strength and teamwork are very important to me, this place is already a death trap.

Unwilling to give up, I looked around and saw not the water towns of Jiangnan, but desolate, barren stone walls.

The stone walls on both sides, which are neither long nor tall, are covered with countless niches that stretch to the horizon.

This is not time travel, but the characteristics of a pure land.

The Pure Land school cultivates Pure Land practices in the hope of ascending to the Western Paradise, which is considered a supernatural power in the human world.

Those who attain the Buddhist path have already created their own Pure Land; they are merely employing ordinary methods.

The reason the killing puppet can perform such a transformation is simply to isolate the internal and external causes and effects, preventing the target of the killing from escaping and preventing outsiders from coming to the rescue.

How ruthless! Truly worthy of being the chief of the Arhats, skilled in combat.

A closer look is even more breathtaking, as if one has entered an ancient Buddhist site, with various artistic conceptions intertwined on thousands of Buddha statues.

A majestic figure, watching with vigilance; an Arhat holding a staff, bravely quelling demons.

A kind old man, an enlightened monk; a bodhisattva who sees through the universe and understands the profound meaning.

Amitabha Buddha, the Treasure Bag of Heaven and Earth; the Buddha who is joyful, content, and blissful.

The eight great Bodhisattvas and five hundred Arhats each wore a sorrowful expression, their demeanor varied.

Xu Xuan tried hard to suppress his inner fear and began to recall Buddhist scriptures based on the various scenes he saw.

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you seize a chance to survive.

According to ancient records, this place looks very much like Biboloyan?

Because there are so many Buddhist shrines here, and all the well-known Buddhist masters are here, but the most important one, the Buddha, is missing.

After the Buddha's passing, Mahakasyapa succeeded him in transmitting the Dharma and chose Pippalayan as the location for compiling the Dharma.

Mahakasyapa was also remarkable, attaining Arhatship in just eight days, making him the most unattached of the Buddha's disciples.

Also known as – Dragon Subduer.

Just as Ksitigarbha and Avalokiteshvara cannot be viewed simply as Bodhisattvas, so too can the Dragon Subduer not be viewed as an Arhat. Both are enlightened beings at the level of Buddhas.

Of course, for Xu Xuan, the level of attainment was no longer important; they were all beings he could not defeat.

As the chaos in the eyes of the mad monk before him continued to dissipate, the light emanating from his body grew ever stronger.

He certainly wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die!
The distress signal was sent out the moment they met, and Miss Bai arrived in an instant.

Xu Xuan was absolutely certain that the aura of the Arhat Subduing Dragon was still below that of a Celestial Being, because he had used the experience card for the limit of the human realm.

As long as we can hold on until then.
The distinction between Buddha and demon is no longer hidden; at this moment, the question of whether one is Buddha's enemy or not is utterly unimportant.

A black-robed figure with a red lotus appeared within Pippala, and countless Buddha statues glared angrily in that direction.

What audacity! Besides desire and obsession, there is also the aura of Mara, the ruler of the Six Desire Realms.

The land of Calamity and the land of Purity are fully opened, and atop the black earth sits a golden Little Western Paradise.

Amidst the eerie scene of ecstasy, thirty thousand karmic demons roared, dragging chains of karmic fire as they emerged, igniting the world.

The Buddha statue became even angrier, accusing the Buddha of slander!

This is a heretical method of plastering, and should be crushed into powder with a fierce and wrathful expression.

Countless butterflies flew out of the White Lotus Palace, including the ever-changing Hundred Illusion Butterflies of the South Sea, as well as the initially simple and sinister Demon Butterflies of the Khrushchev type.

Even those who understand the true nature of Buddha statues, beyond mere appearances, must admit to finding them both beautiful and ugly.

Two dazzling, demonic sword lights fell into his palm, and the will was completely absorbed. The even more terrifying commoner's sword breathed out a scorching will.

(End of this chapter)