Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 344 Finding a Method
On the fourth night, the three-person team re-entered the city.

The underworld knows no day or night, and the City of the Wrongfully Dead is just as lively, or perhaps even more so.

After all, most of the ghosts who can come here are people with bad luck, and the deaths of people with bad luck happen day and night.

With such a vast land and such a large population, and not exactly a time of enlightened governance, violent deaths were becoming increasingly common.

Before his lifespan was over, an unexpected accident occurred.

Murder, crimes of passion, all kinds of man-made disasters. Floods, earthquakes, all kinds of natural disasters.

Anyone who harbors intense resentment after death and refuses to enter the cycle of reincarnation by their own will will be sent to the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Resentment is power, and such ghostly potential is extremely terrifying.

Even the son of Master Li from Qiantang died a violent death.

Fortunately, Xu Xuan personally went to pay homage, using Buddhist chants to dispel the demonic aura and also to dispel the resentment.

She should be almost two years old by now.

After entering the city, all I could hear were incoherent gibberish and strange cries of unknown information; it was incredibly chaotic.

It took quite a while to categorize them into three main types.

The general under Lord Black Mountain continues to recruit ghost soldiers, spreading false propaganda such as that those who achieve merit can return to the mortal world to take revenge.

Those ordinary ghosts who had dissipated their resentment but were unable to reincarnate continued to run their small businesses, and from time to time they would sell some vicious underworld items to powerful figures like Xu Xuan.

The vengeful ghost, still entangled in resentment, continued to act mad from time to time, grabbing and biting everything in its path. Before it could cause any greater disturbance, it was dragged away by the ghostly soldiers.

The bustling scene had a distinctly human touch.

It was the pervasive atmosphere of despair that suffocated a normal soul.

I don't want to die, but I can't live either.

Without passing through the Ten Kings of Hell, one cannot enter the Eighteen Levels of Hell; without the guidance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, one cannot enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

They lingered here day after day until their souls could no longer withstand the erosion of time and returned to the underworld for the final end.

Their future is obvious, no different from those under the Bridge of Helplessness.

What's even more terrifying is that this is an ending that most wronged ghosts already know.

Zhu Yingtai frowned deeply after hearing this.

She was quite bold, and she also retained the innocence and kindness of someone who had been confined to a secluded life.

"Master Xu, is there still hope for the City of the Wrongfully Dead?"

That's a good question. Theoretically, when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was still alive, he would regularly recite scriptures to resolve resentment. This would also resolve the resentment by allowing those who harmed others to pass by the place after their deaths and be punished.

With a two-pronged approach, the residents of the City of the Wrongfully Dead will have their resentment washed away and will be guided by the Buddha's light into the cycle of reincarnation.

Therefore, as long as the Bodhisattva reappears and restores order, this 500-mile-long megacity, which is almost overflowing, can be reborn.

Or perhaps a great Buddhist or Taoist master descends upon this place and uses their Buddhist cultivation to once again cover it.

With great supernatural powers and great merit, we will guide them back to the six realms of existence.

Xu Xuan is not capable of this.

Even though he once crossed four realms in a single day, his magical power was so strong that he could repel Black Mountain, destroy cities, and withstand divine punishment.

But if one's understanding of Buddhism is superficial, then one is simply not proficient; even self-salvation is difficult, let alone helping others.

At most, they are sent to their own cursed land, with no chance of reincarnation, just like the Avici Hell.

Knowing one's own limitations, it's best to wait until one has fully mastered the Dharma before attempting anything else.

The most urgent task is to attract the attention of the senior apprentice and send this overly kind and brave girl back to life.

"Zhang Hua is taking Zhu Yingtai to gather intelligence on the outskirts. If they encounter danger, don't worry, just delay them for a moment."

"I'll go and scout out the core area."

The two people wearing the Soul-Soothing Wood were no longer a hindrance and obediently walked away.

There was little fear, a testament to their trust in Master Xu. Or perhaps, upon arriving in the City of the Unjustly Dead, that inexplicable sense of trust suddenly intensified.

Xu Xuan suppressed the white light in his eyes, somewhat worried.

"On the fifth day, I was losing control of my internal energy and needed to recover as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, there will be a great disaster in the underworld."

"However, these two should bring some surprises."

From the beginning of his career, Xu Xuan has been aware of the importance of gathering the wisdom of all beings for his own cultivation, and he never underestimates anyone's abilities.

Zhu Yingtai, needless to say, is a female protagonist who defies feudal arranged marriages.

The power of love and affection is no joke in the world of gods and ghosts.

This experience of wandering through the underworld has given me another chance to witness my soul's journey, which will surely make my future very different.

Zhang Hua was given the script of being the second male lead who fell into darkness and then suddenly realized his mistakes before his death.

Even after death, he was able to meet the holy monk and form a team with him; he was a ruthless person whose name was changed.

Teaming up might allow us to obtain more secret information or stumble upon some unexpected opportunities.

After separating from his two righteous companions, Xu Xuan was able to act freely.

The demonic monk in black robes and a red lotus crown walked through this ancient city like a local ghost.

At the same time, the White Lotus Technique is used to continuously extract the thoughts and ideas from the surrounding wronged souls, constantly refining the information.

After arriving in Hell, my cultivation and magical power recovered very quickly. Although it's embarrassing to admit, this kind of yin and evil place is of great benefit to the recovery of my evil nature.

The cracked black earth is gradually being filled with the aura of death, and the karmic ghosts, neither alive nor dead, are also regrouping in the karmic fire and magma.

As the Calamity Land begins to recover, the Pure Land naturally transforms its magical power in sync.

The golden Little Western Paradise seems to have been given new life, rising from the ashes.

The Yin-Yang Pure Land is a product of divine retribution, and its birth was purely accidental.

Although it lacks the miraculous ability to change its appearance and avoid disasters, it can still be described as having supernatural powers.

The many vital energies that were killed by Jianglong in just a few days have begun to stir.

As his strength recovered, Xu Xuan had more and more options at his disposal, and his thoughts became increasingly bold.

The White Lotus Dharma Form is also more dangerous, as it lacks one of the Three Treasures and its power is unstable.

The great catastrophe in the underworld mentioned earlier refers to the terrible changes that would occur after he lost control.

As they pondered, they arrived at a place in the city where resentment and the atmosphere of war mingled—the residence of the Ghost General.

It was surrounded by elite Yin soldiers, numerous underworld restrictions, and the spiritual light of underworld treasures.

Putting aside the Black Mountain Demon, this place alone is difficult to traverse and kill; ultimately, our raw strength is lacking.

He then looked at the residents of the City of the Dead behind him.

Could it be that we're going to replicate Guo Bei's story and clear out the City of the Dead?
It is theoretically feasible, but the resistance is too great.

Places teeming with vengeful spirits are easily stirred up, especially by a Holy Father skilled in persuasion.

Just one day!
A single day was enough to fill the city with ghostly wails and howls, plunging it into madness.

Creating a massive physical transformation of the entire group, even more spectacular than Guo Bei's, is a piece of cake.

Unfortunately, the Lord of the City of the Wrongfully Dead is a super BOSS, and a ghost general and many soldiers are stationed in the city.

These ghostly soldiers are maintaining order at the city's lower levels, and the possibility of them causing the vengeful ghosts to completely spiral out of control like Guo Bei did is extremely small.

Furthermore, it would be excessive to die again unjustly after death.

For example, the male ghost who is banging his head against the wall.

(End of this chapter)