Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 356 Old Hei's Home is Gone
Looking around blankly, as if waking from a dream, he then bowed to the sky.

Meanwhile, the old ghosts in the city, who had long since let go of their inner turmoil, once again felt the pull of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and shed tears of joy.

The old man who sold yellow paper died unexpectedly in a dispute with someone. His resentment was only a little bit, and he could be reincarnated after a few months of relief in the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Who knew that once they arrived at this place, they would be bound for three hundred years and unable to be reborn, and they didn't even know how many more years they would be trapped here.

He had witnessed firsthand how an even older ghost from next door turned to dust and fell into the underworld, his soul completely scattered.

This despair filled him with deep fear, and he even thought of completely falling into depravity like other ghosts and joining the Black Mountain Army to fight in the last moments of his soul, which was better than rotting away in a damned giant city.

At that moment, after the rain of redemption fell, he laughed, laughed heartily.

He allowed the black aura on his body to be washed away, and his resentment towards Ksitigarbha was also taken away, making his soul pure and free.

The light-footed old man bowed to the blurry figure in the golden light.

At the same time, the bodies of hundreds of ghosts became clean and clear, gradually floating into the air and turning into specks of light.

One after another, specks of light danced in the sky above the City of the Wrongfully Dead, like a galaxy, swirling around Xu Xuan.

Any ghosts who wanted to escape this place and be reincarnated let go of their obsessions. It wasn't that the aura of a violent death wasn't strong enough, but rather that the cruelty of time made them make their choice.

Even the war ghosts in the Black Mountain army are yearning for redemption.

No matter how the general or leader insulted and whipped them, they all put down their weapons.

The scriptures of Ksitigarbha do not discriminate and also take them to heaven.

An hour later, the entire City of the Wrongfully Dead was almost completely empty, eerily quiet.

The ten branches of the Black Mountain Army were almost entirely wiped out, and two of the Ghost Generals even chose to return to the cycle of reincarnation.

The longing for a better life and the future had been suppressed deep within these ghosts' hearts for a very long time.

Upon seeing the light, they would rush towards it without hesitation, preferring to burn themselves out rather than fall into the underworld like ashes.

A figure surrounded by millions of stars compassionately pointed out a path leading to the six realms of reincarnation.

In an instant, the entire underworld witnessed a meteor shower.

They broke through the small hell, flew out of the great hell, crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, and plunged headlong into the cycle of reincarnation.

Joyful emotions scattered along the path towards the points of light, and countless ghosts, upon seeing this, loudly chanted the name of Ksitigarbha.

Great compassion and great vows, great holiness and great mercy!
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Mahasattva!
Black Mountain, at the bottom of the sea, was heartbroken, watching helplessly as Xu Xuan did what he did.

The figure of the Bodhisattva in the sea of ​​stars had faded, and a white-robed Xu Xuan could be seen chanting scriptures within it.

"Those beasts of the Pure Land School!!!"

"To actually abandon his vows and try to save so many vengeful ghosts with his own heart, does he really think he's Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?!"

Despite gritting his teeth, he still didn't have the courage to return to the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

so far so good.

Not all of them left; a group of evil spirits, harboring resentment for centuries, remained in the City of the Wrongfully Dead. They were all fierce and stubborn.

The Black Mountain army now has only eight generals, a few hundred leaders, and several thousand ghost soldiers remaining.

Unending curses and resentment entangled him, causing him to reject the salvation offered by Ksitigarbha.

These evil spirits were vicious and wicked people in life, and even after death they want to be unrestrained and lawless monsters in the underworld, killing at will.

This team gave Montenegro a little comfort.

Consider it a purification of their own forces; those two ghost generals who betrayed them were nothing but useless trash.

The remaining evil spirits are indeed the cream of the crop; they are still clamoring and still angry.

The Ghost General was furious that he had received no redemption, neither in life nor in death, so why were those lesser ghosts now allowed to travel to the Six Paths of Reincarnation?
I have committed too many atrocities while following the Black Mountain King, so even if I were to be reincarnated, I would only be reborn in the animal or hungry ghost realms. This is not fair.

Anger, resentment, and jealousy burned even more fiercely.

Xu Xuan and Ksitigarbha both understood that Buddhism could not save everyone. Therefore...
Let me do it.

Xu Xuan is a man of principle, and it's clear that he hasn't fulfilled his promise for the grand occasion at this point.

"The compassion of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva ends here."

"Now it's time for you to see my mercy."

"Where is the judge's pen?!"

A judge's pen flew out from the Pure Land and landed in his palm, causing the four judges' halls to burst forth with intense light.

The fragmented power flew out from the dark clouds, from the underworld, and from the River of Oblivion, and converged.

The pen that Lu Pan had broken has finally regained some of its former glory.

Montenegro was stunned watching from the bottom of the sea, you can't be serious.

Is it possible that a perfectly respectable monk is only doing things that lead to the extinction of his lineage?!
Don't you even know what compassion is?!

Zen Master Fahai only knew how to eradicate evil completely; good ghosts went to reincarnation, and evil ghosts should also return to heaven and earth.

The long-lost divine power of judgment appeared, and the pen fell from the void, its blood-red strokes covering the giant city beneath its feet.

"The City of the Wrongfully Dead was originally built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

“Those who die unjustly shall wait until the day their murderers arrive so that they may witness their suffering, thus quelling their resentment and allowing their souls to be reborn.”

"Later, it was possessed by the Black Mountain Demon, causing the ghosts in the City of the Wrongfully Dead to suffer injustice, deceiving their conscience and the principles of heaven, harming future generations, associating with evil, and remaining stubborn and unrepentant until death."

“The deep-seated grievances accumulated over thousands of years are difficult to resolve, and there are many evil spirits harboring wicked intentions, bad habits, and evil laws.”

"In the name of Fahai, 73,213 ghosts are punished."

"Judgment! Return to the underworld!"

"Do you acknowledge this?!"

The thunderous sound exploded in the ears of the many evil spirits—could they recognize it?!
Whether they acknowledged it or not, the judge's pen invoked the authority of the underworld, and the judgment fell upon these 70,000-plus ghosts. They were restrained by the power of the laws and forced to struggle weakly in place, with only one-tenth of their demonic power remaining.

Then, 30,000 karmic demons dressed in monks' robes and wearing meditation beads, carrying swords, spears, and halberds, began to execute the judgment from the calamity.

The alligator smashed into a house, dragged out the evil spirit hiding inside, and slashed it over the head.

With a scream, he passed away.

Xia Gu then grabbed a pair of adulterers who didn't want to reincarnate and only wanted to be a ghost couple, and used karmic fire chains to tie them in two and send them to the underworld.

The remnants of the Black Mountain Army were slaughtered like chicks by the army of karmic demons, leaving no survivors. Even their weapons were looted.

The final trial made Montenegro grit his teeth in frustration.

No more, nothing left.

The Black Mountain Army is gone, and the City of the Dead is empty.

The great demon of the Pure Land School did what even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva couldn't do.

Now even his family's wealth has been exposed, this is outrageous! Outrageous!
However, it still dared not return to the Hell of Howling, as the power of vows accumulated over thousands of years had not yet been exhausted.

Xu Xuan would certainly not let Heishan down.

The phantom of Ksitigarbha vanished completely, leaving only some of his last vows and those chaotic desires.

Under the old demon's bloodshot gaze, he was thrown into the City of the Unjustly Dead without hesitation.

"Since the City of the Wrongfully Dead is empty, leaving it here will only cause you more grief, Old Black."

"For your own good."

Boom!
(End of this chapter)