Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 354 Bodhisattva Helps Me
Two realms? Pure Land?
This is the kind of scene that can be created in the second realm.

It's that great demon of the Pure Land School again. Suddenly, something occurred to me.
Hahahahahahahaha!!!
The Black Mountain Demon laughed inwardly, even preventing the other nine generals from approaching, and sent a telepathic message to Jiao Guiying, who was about to interrupt.

"Let him smoke it!"

"Take out all the resentment, poison, and malevolent energy stored by the Black Mountain Army and give it to him!"

He had already learned about the monk's origins from Jiao Guiying.

If Ruoxu, the acting head of the Pure Land School, were to see this demonic monk, he would surely find it quite interesting.

Xu Xuan was prepared to be discovered by the old demon at any time, but you all helped me so much.

The cause and effect have already occurred; you will be punished first.

After the last trace of Vajra power was destroyed, the Evil Land finally returned to normal, and all 30,000 Karmic Ghosts were resurrected.

The other side of the pristine land was also restored simultaneously.

At this moment, the cultivation level of the holy monk and the demonic monk has surpassed that of their previous lives, reaching the peak of the second realm.

"There are still more good people than bad in this world."

As the cycle of yin energy ended, the storm swirling above the City of the Wrongfully Dead gradually dissipated.

The master stood up and earnestly thanked the ghost generals and soldiers from all directions, as well as the Black Mountain Demon on the horizon.

“I died at the hands of a high-ranking Buddhist monk before my death. At that time, I thought that heaven and earth were heartless and that the world could not tolerate me.”

"I never expected to feel the warmth of home only after arriving in the underworld."

"There is true affection and true love in the underworld."

"Having nothing to repay you with, this humble monk will use the Dharma to bring a perfect end to the story of those who died in the City of the Wrongfully Dead."

His heartfelt words conveyed his gratitude, and all the ghosts present felt it.

Even the Black Mountain Demon found this monk interesting.

And don't be ridiculous about Buddhism.

Let me hear what's so great about your demonic arts that makes Buddhism in the human world unable to tolerate you.

An incarnation descended from Black Mountain, entered the City of the Wrongfully Dead, and ascended to the throne of the Ghost General.

Xu Xuan was not flustered when he saw this person, and even gave him a bright smile.

Old Hei, we meet again.

Montenegro returned a polite smile, then felt a sense of familiarity.

Have I seen him somewhere before?

The more he thought about it, the more familiar it seemed; even with his level of understanding, recalling it carefully would only take a moment.

The Qiantang River is a scroll painting, while Guo Bei is a place of mortal descent.

What the hell!

It's you!

Black Mountain was enraged; its body trembled, and the earth shook.

"It's me, Old Black."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Evil Earth—Reversed!

The black earth gleams with crystal, adorned with a thousand layers of precious trees, ten thousand jeweled banners, and surrounded by pure water.
In the thirty-sixth year of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Dharma assembly discussed the scriptures. The Dharma assembly opened, expounding immeasurable teachings, and the great vows were proclaimed amidst clouds and light.

Auspicious air fills the day, and myriad rays of light shine upon it. A gentle breeze carries the fragrance of kindness, and the sun shines with extraordinary brilliance.

All the demons and guardian spirits, their karmic fire chains, transformed into prayer beads, and golden bodies spontaneously appeared to cover the demonic images.

Banners flutter and canopies gleam. Banners flutter, and streaks of colorful clouds sway in the sky; canopies gleam, and red lightning flashes in the sunlight.

The golden statue of Zen Master Fahai appears, accompanied by fierce Dharma protectors, including the alligator dragon Arhats.

A vase holds celestial flowers, a censer burns sandalwood. A vase holds celestial flowers, their brocade-like beauty filling the sacred temple; a censer burns sandalwood, its fragrant clouds drifting into the clear sky.

Thirty thousand Arhats stand in a row reciting the true scriptures, wishing to deliver lonely souls from suffering.

A radiant light, unseen for centuries, pierced through the dark clouds above, standing like a pillar of light in the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

The light stung the eyes of many vengeful spirits in the city, causing them to shed tears. Some of the spirits whose resentment had dissipated seemed to understand something and immediately knelt down to pray devoutly.

Meanwhile, the surrounding ghost soldiers let out miserable howls, as if they were being scorched by the blazing sun; those with shallow foundations had already turned into smoke.

The leaders and the Ghost General were protected by layers of black mist, and they retreated to avoid his sharp edge.

Only Black Mountain sat motionless at the head of the table, his eyes filled with extreme anger.

I got fooled again!

The monks of the Pure Land School are all beasts!
The black sacred mountain emanated endless mist, enveloping the entire City of the Unjustly Dead.

The dazzling golden light was gradually worn away and dimmed. An immense force pressed down on the pure land as if the sky were collapsing.

Even a grain of rice can shine brightly?
If that little monk Ruoxu were no match for me in a direct confrontation, how dare he offend mere second-level cultivator? He truly doesn't know the meaning of death.

The difference in realms is so ruthless; even with the most idealistic enlightenment, it's somewhat unreasonable to surpass the accumulated power of the Great Black Mountain over ten thousand years.

"Monk, state your real name!!!"

"This humble monk never changes his name or surname, I am none other than King Benbo!"

"You dare to play me!"

Black Mountain was furious. How could this monk have no manners at all? He hasn't uttered a single truthful word so far.

With ten thousand years of cultivation, a giant black hand descended, intending to destroy this bastard along with the core area of ​​the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Seeing the apocalyptic scene, Zhang Hua was still able to stand up with the help of the sword energy in his soul, while Zhu Yingtai had already collapsed.

"Master Xu, this time we'll..."

Before Zhang Hua could finish his unlucky remarks, Xu Xuan had already begun his real grand plan.

That was just the prelude.

Hands clasped together:

"The highest virtue is boundless, Zen Buddhism is silent and extinct. Pure and spiritual, it pervades the three realms. It is ever-changing, encompassing Yin and Yang. Its essence and function are true and constant, infinite and limitless. Looking upon those lonely souls, we should feel deep compassion. By the holy decree of Emperor Taizong, we have selected monks to study Zen and expound the Dharma. We have opened the gates of expedient means, widely ferried the boats of compassion, universally saving all beings from the sea of ​​suffering, freeing them from the deep-seated afflictions of the six realms. We have led them back to the true path, universally exploring the primordial chaos. In action and stillness, we are without action, blending into pure simplicity. Relying on this auspicious cause, we invite you to enjoy the Pure Capital and the Crimson Palace; taking advantage of this auspicious gathering, you escape the cage of hell, quickly ascend to the Western Paradise to roam freely, and come and go as you please."

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, help me!!!"

The clay and wooden sculptures in the Dizang Hall suddenly exploded.

A tiny point of light pierced through the Black Mountain's blockade and landed in Xu Xuan's palm.

The time has come for this Garbhadhatu Mandala to bloom.

Slowly buried in the pure soil beneath my feet.

With compassion and accumulated virtue, he vows to save all sentient beings. His golden staff in hand shakes open the gates of hell. The pearl in his palm illuminates the entire world. In the sound of wisdom, amidst auspicious clouds, he serves as the great witness and benefactor for the suffering beings of Jambudvipa. With great compassion and great vows, with great holiness and great mercy, I am the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha Mahasattva.

The blue lotus blossomed, growing taller in the wind, and without any apparent divine intervention, it wiped away the black hand covering the sky.

Auspicious clouds scatter in profusion, and auspicious light protects the Dharma body. In the heavens above, a female immortal appears. The Bodhisattva wears a light-colored, lightly made-up, plain blue robe; on her chest hangs a fragrant jade pendant, adorned with pearls and jade, reflecting the moon and dancing in the breeze; around her waist is a brocade skirt of ice silk, edged with gold, depicting her ascending colorful clouds and rushing towards the Jade Sea.

"Buddha?!!!!"

With a strange cry, Black Mountain dispersed its avatar, and the demonic soul within its true form trembled uncontrollably.

This aura... it's Him! It's the Light Eye!

Has the Bodhisattva returned?
How could they come back?!
Montenegro has survived for tens of thousands of years not only because of its strength, but also because of its decisiveness!

The sound of rocks breaking echoed throughout the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

The massive Black Mountain range trembled and rose from the ground, and incredibly, it sprouted countless legs and began to run away!
The rumbling sound echoed through the Howling Hell, and the trail of dust quickly disappeared from sight.

It was fast enough to be alarming.

The shocking scene left Xu Xuan somewhat bewildered.

If you weren't so timid, wouldn't all my preparations have been for nothing?

Forget it.

These wishes were not originally intended for fighting.

　I was a little late today because it was the third update. I'm still adjusting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)