Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 331 The Protagonist is Dead
Although one is a divine sword and the other is a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, neither of them are normal beings.

But Longwei was truly ferocious, even more so than the white dragon.

Following closely behind is Xu Xuan's love tribulation, Bai Suzhen!

Today, she was supposed to be searching for the Dao Jing bamboo slips for Xiao Qing in the Chu region, and for the protective sword for Xu Hanwen.

I remember that the place I casually sealed away back then is now hard to find due to changes in the earth's veins. As soon as I opened the cave entrance, I felt a pang of fear.

She is a great demon in the mortal realm, and plans to ascend directly to seek the existence of immortal gold.

It must be because someone closely related to you has gotten into trouble.

Transforming into white light, he returned to Qiantang and saw Xiaoqing's despairing expression. He immediately used his supernatural powers to see the Pure Land beneath Leifeng Pagoda.

However, it was blocked by a five-clawed golden dragon, and it took some extra effort to forcefully break through the barrier.

When Bai Suzhen saw the scene under the Ten Thousand Buddha Shrine, her pupils contracted.

Under the Buddha's palm, Xu Xuan's physical body lay on the ground, lifeless, and even his soul was dissipating.

No wonder the emotional turmoil gradually subsided after the initial shock; Young Master Xu had died.

He's dead!!!

How could someone like that die?!
She considered killing Xu Hanwen with a single punch, and she also considered using supernatural powers to obliterate him in order to overcome her tribulation, but those were just thoughts.

Although the two had no romantic feelings for each other and were not Daoist partners, they could still be called Daoist friends, even though Hanwen's pursuit of the Dao was problematic.

He was somewhat reckless and flamboyant, but his enthusiasm was evident in his words. He dared to shoulder the burden of the floods in Jiangnan, making him a kind and courageous man.

Bai Suzhen also thought that most cultivators who mingled with the secular world did not have a good end.

But to really die at someone else's hands
Numerous memories flooded her mind; to be precise, the other Bai Suzhens she had seen during her love tribulation all had tears in their eyes and were confused.

Countless voices echoed in my mind, countless images appeared before my eyes, and there was also singing.
The calamity is raging; besides death, there's also a calamity of love.

The black willow-leaf mark between his eyebrows became fully visible.

His aura surged uncontrollably, like the boundless waters of the ocean.

With a wave of his hand, a torrential downpour began in the Buddhist cave, which was filled with teachings, shattering the tranquility of the place where the Dharma was propagated.

With another wave of his hand, the aura of the black dragon surged, pinning the golden dragon firmly to the void, using one dragon to subdue another.

Xu Xuan was able to invade the Pure Land of the Demonic Monk in the Painted Wall because of the back door left by the Holy Mother.

Bai Suzhen invaded Biboluoyan with her unwavering killing intent and immense magical power.

He wore snake rings on his ears, and his eyes revealed a fierce nature.

A force from ancient times and the wilderness is tearing apart the principles of Buddhism.

The real river water also rushed in from outside Biboloyan, and the towering waves, carrying immense pressure, crashed into the cliffs and submerged many Bodhisattva and Arhat statues.

Above the roaring waves, Bai Suzhen's myriad emotions coalesced into a single sentence:

How dare you kill him!
A raging fire, three thousand feet high, rises in my heart and spreads across the sky!

Jianglong frowned for the first time, as if he had seen something he couldn't understand.

The Heavenly Puppet's strength is also below that of immortals and gods, but because of its realm and status, its strength is naturally extraordinary.

But what gives this white snake the power to do so?

He glanced again at Xu Bailian, who had retreated sixteen steps, and said, "If it's a death calamity, then you must die."

So he decided to delay her for another three breaths.

Forming a hand seal, he invokes the power of the past in his legendary form.

"The Buddhas compiled the Tripitaka."

Ananda recited the sutras, Upali recited the vinaya, and then the elders reviewed and revised the sutras and vinaya they had recited. This was the sacred and great undertaking of the first compilation of the Tripitaka.

The original text of the Dharma transmission personally presided over by Mahakasyapa after the Buddha's passing, this ceremony embodies the grand vision of Buddhism to transcend time and space.

The Buddha statues that had been submerged in the flood began to glow, began to chant sutras, and began to guide the deceased to the afterlife.

The golden light stretched out in one continuous line, like an ocean.

The turbid waves and the golden ocean began to collide head-on, and the entire Pyrrhoyam began to tremble and split apart.

Hundreds of Arhat statues were shattered into dust in a single collision.

The dragon remained unmoved upon seeing this.

The first breath has passed; two more breaths are needed.

Logically speaking, if Bai Suzhen had hesitated for even a second at this point, the story could have ended.

However, the various officials, songs, and beautiful moments in her mind had already driven her mad.

Directly transform it into its original form, and divide the sea!
There was a white snake, its body enormous, stretching across the sky, blotting out the sun, causing the heavens and earth to change color, and all things to dim.

Its scales gleamed like newly formed frost and snow, reflecting the sun with a silvery sheen, cold and beautiful beyond compare.

Its shape resembles a dragon soaring through the heavens, its momentum is like undulating mountains, and the hidden wind and thunder reveal the majesty of an extraordinary creature.

Its eyes are deep and profound, like twinkling cold stars, radiating an ancient wisdom that inspires awe and makes one dare not look directly at it.

With each breath, clouds and mist swirled, engulfing heaven and earth. It was not of this mortal realm, but seemed to have descended from beyond the nine heavens. The giant serpent separated the assembled Sanzang, shattered many Buddhist doctrines, and even forced the Dragon Subduer to retreat.

He then spat out half a charred willow leaf, which landed on the Vajra Palm Force, easily severing the unstoppable Vajra Force.

A white serpent, as white as the Milky Way, formed a wall around Xu Xuan's fragile soul, impenetrable to wind and rain.

Xu Xuan, who had been protected, suddenly relaxed. Although it was a bit embarrassing, looking at the petal that was left at his feet, he felt that he had at least regained the chance to bloom again.

Although he didn't want to, the Arhat had completely killed his anger, and he couldn't even remain in the world as a ghost cultivator.

I don't know if I'll still be myself after reincarnation; this life is too short.

Never mind, it was adopted anyway.

Furthermore, being able to see the true form of the White Snake can be considered a milestone in one's life.

However, the white scales were so dazzling that I could hardly stand up.

He slapped himself in the face, but he slapped himself in the face.

I still remember how I couldn't accept the White Snake when I first learned my identity, and how arrogantly I criticized my past aesthetics. I really shouldn't have done that.

This Xu Xian brother is a reasonable person, how come he's so handsome.

Cultivation is about evolving towards a higher and more perfect realm. With Bai Suzhen's strength, even her original form would conform to popular aesthetics.

Of course, without the Treasure Raft to save the world, his resolve was also weakening, and the fact that his iron will had developed flaws was also a reason.

Upon seeing this, Jianglong immediately stopped.

The ordeal was over; Xu Hanwen had lost his life and was now left to be swept away by Hong Tao.

He didn't utter a single word of Amitabha Buddha, and was once again shrouded in confusion and ignorance.

As Pipporayama returned to the mortal world, the pull from the underworld became increasingly clear.

This is a major rule from the underworld. Even a great sage whose soul has been taken must go to the underworld. Naturally, a mere cultivator like him cannot resist it.

Just as I was preparing my last words.
Bai Suzhen's anxiety reached its peak.

Perhaps I shouldn't have used the Bodhisattva's willow branch to sever the karmic ties of love in the first place; instead, the sorrow remains unbroken.

Ultimately, following my heart, I said:

"Hold on for seven days in the underworld, and I will go to the Antarctic Wonderland to retrieve the immortal herbs to save your body. There will still be a chance for you to return to life."

"White Girl"

"There's no need to refuse. West Lake is my sacred space. It would have been wrong of me not to protect you."

"Can"

"If you die, Xiaoqing will be sad, as will those students and me."

"but."

"But I'm not particularly sad, you know? I just feel sorry for your passing and want to do something about it."

"I"

"What do you want to say?"

"I was thinking, since that's the case, could you help me apply for a sick leave?"

Bai Suzhen was speechless. This was Xu Hanwen.

The moment I returned to the mortal world, the laws of the underworld suddenly intensified.

Let nature take its course, and let the soul return to the underworld.

He's going to check out the new map, even if it's only for seven days.

Seven days later, the king will return and will surely teach the Buddhist monks a lesson.

Before falling into the Netherworld, I saw Xiaoqing. I was just about to say hello when I fell into the bottomless abyss.

By the way, I think I have some acquaintances in the underworld.
At the same moment, in the capital city.

Emperor Jin felt refreshed and his fortune, which had been stagnant for two years, finally subsided.

Could it be that one of our biggest threats has died?

On the city wall of Xin'an County.

The Grand Historian observed the heavens and saw a large star, blazing like fire, its light both extremely brilliant and dim, falling to earth from the southeast with a faint sound.

But those who are truly heartbroken.
It's Xiaoqing.

He watched helplessly as Xu Xuan's corpse fell before his eyes, his soul dissipating.

"Xu Xuan~~~~~~~!!!!"

As the saying goes:
The spring breeze carries a chill to the summer day, and dim clouds hang over Leifeng Pagoda.

The clear streams of West Lake have not yet reached their full depths; their mournful, somber sounds echo with the autumn's melancholy.

(End of this chapter)