Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 361 Senior Brother

Who knows what this mysterious gift is?

This smiling Ruoxu really wanted to throw his junior brother into the air for a free fall, but considering that he was already dead, he decided not to do so.

Sigh. He's dead.

No matter how thrilling it was when the brothers fought against Black Mountain, they still had to face the realities of life.

The two walked back together, exchanging stories of their experiences.

My senior's was simpler.

The protagonist mode was activated once again by West Lake, and he resolutely went to the underworld to fight Black Mountain.

To be honest, even if it weren't for the Underworld being the opponent's home turf, Ruoxu would still be no match for Heishan.

He lost the first battle, and then, relying on the realm of "heart outside the gate," he tore through space and escaped into the small hell.

Then, unsurprisingly, he found a corner of Ksitigarbha's Pure Land, absorbed the Buddhist principles within, and diligently cultivated himself before returning to the City of the Wrongfully Dead to challenge it again.

The entire year is a repetitive cycle of fighting, fleeing, seizing opportunities, cultivating, fighting, and fleeing.
Until recently, I encountered a guy called the Void Belly Ghost King.

They killed that inexplicable little demon king, obtained a bit of Ksitigarbha Pure Land, and a half-crippled examiner.

As for why he is only partially disabled.

It was obvious that he was attacked; the purest brute force broke through most of the defenses, and then smashed the Demon King to pieces.

So that's how it is. My senior's life is truly simple and unpretentious.

Perhaps in a few years, the eminent monk who has gained many opportunities will be able to suppress the Black Mountain Demon on his own.

Then he returned to the back of Nanshan Mountain to continue living as a reclusive and handsome monk.

Tsk tsk tsk. Awesome.

"Junior brother, how have you been these past year or so?"

Ruoxu actually wanted to ask how he died, but asking directly might upset his junior brother, so he took a roundabout approach.

This detour almost caused him to trip over the Netherworld.

Could it be that time flows differently in the underworld and the mortal world?
Is one year in the underworld equivalent to ten years in the mortal world?

Otherwise, how can we explain the remarkable achievements of my junior brother over the past year? To describe them as magnificent and extraordinary would be an understatement; to describe them as shocking would be an understatement.

He went to the underworld, and his junior brother killed Judge Lu right after. With Lady White Snake around, it's understandable.

Then, the daily routine of teaching and obtaining divine swords was just like that, very ordinary.

The next turning point came with Guo Bei, and things went completely off the rails.

Of course, the version Xu Xuan gave was definitely not the original, but rather a censored version.

It emphasizes the author's helplessness, the tree demon's treachery and despicable nature, and the infighting among the Guo Bei people under the influence of the laws of the underworld.

In order to avoid being suppressed by his senior brother.

"Did I say that unless absolutely necessary, one should not make grand vows to use the Pure Land to influence the hearts of sentient beings, for there is great terror in that?"

"Failure to convert may result in the collapse of one's Buddhist heart, requiring reincarnation and a second chance at enlightenment; or it may lead to instant demonic possession."

Ruoxu was a little angry, not expecting his junior brother to act so recklessly.

“But senior brother, how can a cultivator only follow the way of heaven and not follow his own heart?”

"Students inherit my thoughts, which is an extension of the Tao."

"At that time, Guo Bei was already in a desperate situation."

If you think about it carefully, your junior brother makes sense.

He then nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Since you're aware of this, then there's no problem."

As for becoming a demon, so be it. People always have to do things that seem silly but are actually very important.

The most outstanding talents in our Pure Land School all came from this background.

It's just bringing the dead back to life, reversing yin and yang.
Oh my god.
I felt a bit dizzy; I had only been practicing for a few months at the time.
It's only natural that he'd be burdened by karma; causing such a huge incident always comes at a price. It's just that my junior brother didn't learn from Guo Bei's mistake, and within a few months, he took on another major task: suppressing the floods in Jiangnan.

That's pretty brave.

This is something to be encouraged. I believe that as long as the suppression continues, it will be enough to advance to the fourth realm and reach the Dao.

He did the same thing when he was young, and in the post-White Lotus era, he suppressed many evil cults and demons, making rapid progress in his cultivation.

They just don't cause trouble that frequently.

After all, even someone with his immense talent and the ability to travel between the two extremes of heaven and earth would find it difficult to encounter so many strange and unusual events.

The dragon energy of the five dynasties of Jianye went berserk, and the turmoil of the earth's veins across the vast land was suppressed. Good, good, good.

As for the old monk in the painting in the Tranquil Pool and the fact that the entire space was wiped away by the golden bowl, that was also a good thing.

"Back then, I said that these seniors should be sent into reincarnation to start their cultivation again."

"What kind of high monk is he if he cannot see through the illusion and return to the right path after falling into demonic possession?"

"However, the Buddhist teachings of the White Lotus are not something that just anyone can break free from. It is estimated that only geniuses like you and me can escape the cage."

Ruoxu's style as acting sect leader has always been like this, or rather, he was incredibly proud even when he was still a scholar.

He is usually humble because the world is not enough to make him take things seriously.

After all, it would be hard for anyone who got a life script like his not to be arrogant and haughty.

If it weren't for his tragic love affair with a woman surnamed Shan, things might not have changed in the slightest.

There was a reason why the abbot gave the scholar the Dharma name Ruoxu.

Later, he hid in the Nanshan Mountains to cultivate in seclusion because the evil spirits outside were too well hidden, and there was no way to fight them.

Xu Xuan, standing to the side, nodded in agreement with his senior brother's words, saying that although Bai Lian's Buddhist teachings did indeed have some merit, he, as a junior brother, would never become obsessed with them.

"So, junior brother, how did you die?"

After going around in circles, Ruoxu finally asked the question.

After all, it felt like his junior brother was practically thrashing around in Jiangnan, with the White Lady, a peerless demon above him, by his side, the Jintian Academy by West Lake, and that scoundrel Yu Gong.

It's hard to imagine who would dare to assassinate someone with such background and power, let alone succeed.

Xu Xuan hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

In the process of quelling the flood, he unexpectedly provoked a murderous attack, which was carried out by the Arhat Subduing Dragon.

"I'll kill him when I get back to the mortal realm."

My senior brother spoke very decisively, without the slightest hesitation, and without even considering whether he could win the fight.

According to him, an Arhat should not be a pawn in a game of killing; if he is, he is not an Arhat.

Makes sense.

My senior brother is even preparing to set off now to find a way back to the mortal world to clean up the mess in Buddhism.

For a powerful individual like him who didn't die and entered the place in his physical body, there are many ways to return.

Xu Xuan felt a little embarrassed to have interrupted his senior brother's cultivation in the underworld.

As more and more Ksitigarbha Pure Land materials are collected, there are clearly greater opportunities and lineages waiting for us.

Perhaps my senior brother will undergo a super evolution and become an even stronger figure.

As the turmoil in the mortal realm intensified, Xu felt increasingly insecure and needed the protection of more powerful figures.

So he earnestly offered his words of comfort:

"Senior brother, I still have a chance to be resurrected."

Another miraculous recovery?!
Junior brother, you are really amazing.

To comprehend the true nature of Buddha and demon, and to break through the barriers of yin and yang, life and death—this is something a cultivator in the second realm can access.

(End of this chapter)