Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 352 Then I'm about to do something big!

The wisps of smoke gradually dissipated before my eyes.

The prolonged thought process returned to normal; the wind continued to blow from the back of Yinshan Mountain, and the ashes were still drifting in the wind.

Zhang Hua was still looking around, Zhu Yingtai was still rambling on, and even the Ghost General behind them didn't notice anything unusual.

The incense in his hand had already burned out.

Only Xu Xuan knew that things were different now.

All sentient beings inherently possess the wisdom and virtues of the Tathagata.

The resentment towards death completely disappeared, the white lotus Dharma form became more solid, and the demonic body and the Buddha body became more harmonious.

He evolved again.

After the Buddha Ksitigarbha blessed them with auspiciousness and good fortune, all discord was made up for.

Even without a physical body, the two treasures of Qi and Shen remain balanced and stable.

It seems to have landed on the earth, finding a place to rest.

An unprecedented sense of tranquility filled my soul, and the high spirits I felt in the mortal world returned.

Despite not having a physical body, I feel incredibly excited and have an urge to fight.

And
Having received the Dharma transmission from Ksitigarbha, the clay and wooden sculptures he saw were completely different; they turned out to be lotus wombs.

Like a lotus planted within a hard shell, its branches, flowers, and leaves are already fully formed, just as the mind of a seed in the world gradually grows from this point until the first bud appears, with the lotus platform and fruit hidden within the leaves. Just as the mind of transcendence is still within the aggregates, and is thus protected from harm by wind, cold, and other external conditions, its pure colors and stamens flourish day and night, like the Garbhadhatu Mandala of Great Compassion. Once accomplished, it shines forth in the sunlight, just as skillful means are fulfilled.

The womb contains countless vows, like a vast ocean.

These are all prayers from the City of the Unjustly Dead over the years.

The most common desire is to be reborn in the Pure Land; it is the instinct of ghosts to want to be reincarnated after exhausting their resentment.

Asking for the top three is a bit greedy. A person who dies a violent death is not necessarily a good person, nor is he innocent; he simply did not live to see the end of his life.

It's normal to want to see your enemy, to wait for your lover, or to be a high-ranking official in your next life.

Asking to be the King of Ghosts, asking for a position in the underworld, asking to be the King of Hell—it's getting more and more outrageous.

Anyway, there were all sorts of messy desires that came with the power of vows, and the Bodhisattva took them all in. He truly deserves to be called the top figure in the Buddhist world of the underworld.

These unclaimed wishes are now left to Xu Xuan to handle.

After all, Ksitigarbha didn't need these things when he was alive, and he doesn't need them anymore now that he's gone.

Thinking of the Buddhist scriptures I had just received, the immense vows they contained, and the guidance from the Bodhisattva.
"If you're so generous, then I can abandon all of my previous plans, A through D."

You should know that Mr. Xu is a respectable person.

He's been dead for five days and hasn't done anything significant.

After traveling all this way, they only managed to deliver a thousand or eight hundred little ghosts from the dead, which is really outrageous.

The moment someone made up their mind, the City of the Dead trembled slightly before returning to normal.

Even the nearby Black Mountain Range didn't notice that the already gloomy hellish sky had become even darker.

In the human realm, this is called "calamity covering the head".

After Zhu Yingtai finished her rambling, Xu Xuan calmly led his team out.

He put his black robe back on and released a chaotic aura of evil as he walked.

A world more hopeless than hell is reviving, and the faint wails of tens of thousands of karmic demons can be heard.

They almost got killed along with Xu Xuan by the Dragon-Slaying Demon.

Already burdened by the three poisons and karmic debts, the newborn, wronged, and resentful ghosts are growing and going mad along with this person.

The black mist seemed to be eroding the underworld, and the more fitting environment made the crocodile dragon and other ghosts struggle frantically to break free.

The roaring sound, the curse of the Three Poisons, and the ever-flowing black mist.

It was as if the Demon Lord had descended from the Six Desire Realms to destroy everything tangible and intangible.

The ghosts were terrified, and seeing Master Kinnara's current state, they even had the urge to flee in panic.

Even the Ghost General felt a chill run down her spine; her spiritual sense seemed to perceive a colossal demonic shadow engulfing the City of the Wrongfully Dead. Hiss... Could there really be some kind of demonic opportunity in the Ksitigarbha Hall?!

This is truly the darkest of times.

"Master, are you alright?"

Actually, she wanted to know what kind of opportunity it was, so that they could all improve together.

"Buddhism emphasizes sudden enlightenment, and I have just figured out one thing."

The ghosts were curious.

"Since it is against the Buddha's teachings, we should not be stingy with a few ghosts."

"Wouldn't it be better to..."

What's worse than?
"This humble monk has a request, but I am unsure whether I should make it."

These are usually things that shouldn't be said, so Zhang San, who was standing to the side, seemed curious and said that since everyone would be ghosts from now on, there was nothing that couldn't be said.

"Why not hold a grand feast in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, and tell all the ghosts about my Buddhist teachings, and what the world would be like without the Buddha?"

"Unobstructed" means treating everyone equally, regardless of social status, whether they are monks or laypeople, wise or foolish, good or evil.

What a bold statement! Did you get a shock in the Ksitigarbha Hall?

Such a high-profile confrontation.
The Ghost General instinctively felt something was amiss; she only wanted to know how to counter the power of Buddha.

As for confronting Buddhism, it's somewhat unnecessary.

The immortals and gods have disappeared, but the Buddhist community still exists in the human world.

Isn't that monk Ruoxu a prime example? If you push him too far, he'll really dare to kill you.

But how should I refuse?
This guy's background and talent will definitely catch the eye of Master Heishan, and he will most likely become his colleague in the future.

Just as she was struggling with this, Zhang San, who had been unusually active that day, popped up again.

"Hey! You demonic monk, since Lord Black Mountain was welcomed into the City of the Unjustly Dead, there has never been a precedent for holding a Dharma assembly."

"Besides, my general is a leading figure in the Black Mountain Army. How can he be ordered around by you without any real authority!"

Good, good, good. Jiao Guiying looked at this little centurion with even more respect.

The Black Mountain army is desperately lacking such insightful ghosts.

Perhaps because the City of the Wrongfully Dead only receives vengeful ghosts, the intelligence of these ghost soldiers and their leaders is relatively low.

Having a subordinate refuse on their behalf at this point leaves room for maneuver.

Master Kinnara's reaction was...
“Oh dear, Centurion Zhang is right.”

Raising his hand, he grasped the Nanming Yehuo Sword in Zhang Hua's hand. A chain flew out from the black mist around him, wrapping around the hilt of the sword, and was also imprinted with the pattern of a crocodile dragon.

In this way, the flames on the burning sword were extinguished instantly.

Then it was handed to the Ghost General.

"I have just had an epiphany, and now I can command the divine weapon at will."

“The Dharma assembly involves the path of enlightenment, so let’s be flexible and only one hermitage is needed.”

Jiao Guiying did not feel any threat from the karmic fire, and with some doubt, she had her subordinate take it and pass it on.

He was overjoyed as he held it in his hand and felt the concept of attacking the demons.

Whether it can deal with Ruoxu is unknown, but it can definitely deal with the other ghost generals.

What a demonic monk! She didn't believe he had just grasped the truth.

It merely provoked Centurion Zhang to unleash his hidden trump card prematurely.

I'm beholden to this person because I've taken their money; besides, what's wrong with just preaching the law? Few of the ghosts in the City of the Wrongfully Dead are willing to listen.

So he reluctantly agreed to it.

(End of this chapter)