Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 363 Solving Questions Before the Gates of Hell
The seventh day.

The three of them had already left the back of Yin Mountain and returned to the entrance to Hell.

Zhang Hua exhaled a breath of stale air, even though the area was still a mountain of bones, dry and shiny.

But it's much better than the endless wailing of the eighteen levels of hell, since these are mostly minor demons and monsters.

It was nowhere near as chaotic as the hundreds of miles below, with a king, a hell, and a demon.

Normally, with Ruoxu's incredible speed, he wouldn't have taken so long to travel. The main reason was that he had powerful backers along the way, so Xu could practically walk sideways.

It's basic practice to remain silent when you see injustice on the road, and naturally, you don't have to pay to cross the road or bridge.

On his way to the City of the Wrongfully Dead, Xu Xuan encountered many problems and even more evil spirits, but he lacked the time and ability to slay the demons.

Now that we've finally found a powerful patron in the underworld, we must teach them a lesson.

"Brother, look!"

"What a wicked creature! My Pure Land School will not tolerate such an evil person!"

"Don't call me a demon monk, call me Holy Monk!"

"You committed murder and arson in your lifetime, and showed no remorse after death. You have no reason to exist anymore."

"The gods are easy to bully, but Fahai will not tolerate them!"

"Zhang Hua, unleash your sword energy!"

"Senior brother, it's them!"

Although they were still on the road, Xu turned it into a speedrun through hell.

I've long disliked the current state of hell; it's a chaotic and unbearable place.

In just one day, they killed three ghost kings, eradicated more than a dozen dens similar to Liang Wangfu, and beat countless fierce gods and evil spirits to death.

Among them are some well-known historical figures, both good and bad.

Needless to say, the bad ones are bad, and even the good ones who didn't reincarnate are not doing well now.

Without a physical body, one is easily corrupted by the aura of the underworld and the obsessions of one's previous life in the underworld. Unwilling to reincarnate and without any protective cultivation methods, one will eventually fall into the path of demons.

They might gather a band of heroes and become kings of their own mountains, or they might form a ghostly army to continue their struggle for supremacy in hell.

The phrase "chaos and debauchery" is no exaggeration.

The perfectly good place of Heavenly Punishment is being dismantled at an astonishing speed.

"Unfortunately, my time is running out."

When Xu Xuan walked out of hell, he felt very regretful. He said that if he had the chance, he would definitely clean this place up.

After all, if the underworld is not peaceful, the mortal world will not be any better.

Ruoxu then gave his junior brother a word of advice, telling him not to fall into the trap of killing.

"Please rest assured, senior brother, I do not enjoy killing; I am simply very angry."

Anger is a magical force, and the best driving force.

Xu Xuan never restrained this; he would only guide this force to do certain things.

To fundamentally solve those problems, or those people, or those demons.

“You are born with the power of wisdom to control your anger, junior brother.”

Ruoxu has repeatedly expressed his admiration for his junior brother's affinity with Buddhism, so it seems there's no need to worry about the future of the Pure Land School.

Zhang Hua, standing to the side
Although I don't understand where Master Ruoxu's insights came from.

However, Master Xu's words about anger and correctness greatly inspired him.

An idea is emerging, but it still lacks most of the framework and content.

Once they reached the outside world, there was no need for them to rush. They leisurely walked against the flow of the Yellow Springs Road.

As they walked, they came to see the familiar gate standing on the black earth, with black walls, gray tiles, and red pillars, and endless death energy permeating every brick and tile.

A large sign hangs on the city gate, bearing the seven large golden characters "Gate of the Underworld".

Banners fluttered on both sides as the gate opened.

Countless ghosts and spirits are walking in from the outside, dazed and confused, their cries shaking the heavens.

"The official name for the underworld is the Netherworld."

"The Gates of Hell are the first gate of the underworld. They may seem simple, but they are extraordinary. They can guide countless souls from all corners of the land to this place." "And given the size of this great world, no one knows exactly how many Gates of Hell are currently swallowing up and how many lives they are taking in."

"When the soul is captured and taken to the gate of the underworld, it is marked by the netherworld."

"Even if you accidentally escape capture by the underworld, you will never be able to reincarnate."

Ruoxu was explaining the wonders of the Gates of Hell. He had collected quite a few books and ledgers this year, mostly left behind by underworld spirits, and had learned a lot of little-known facts about the underworld.

"Hey, what is that?"

A golden light flickered slightly on the city wall of the checkpoint. Ruoxu walked over to investigate, as if he had stumbled upon some new opportunity.

I've been there too, but there's nothing there.

Senior, could you share some of your script with me?

The more unlucky Zhang is more interesting.

"Ahem, Zhang Hua, what are your plans for the future?"

Everyone understands the principle that all good things must come to an end.

It's cruel to say, but the original treasure-delivering boy really didn't get a chance.

Xiaoqing personally returned the body to Mi County and used some methods to conceal the true cause of death.

After all, since the person suddenly realized their mistakes before dying, it's natural to say some kind words.

After a grand funeral, they also received some offerings and money; otherwise, where would the bridge toll come from?

Now his physical body has turned into bones, and his soul has long passed the seven-day mourning period. Logically, he still has nearly a hundred years of imprisonment left.

This is quite awkward. He wants to go back to the mortal world to cause trouble, and Ruoxu will also return after completing his cultivation in hell. Zhang Hua, a ghost, only has some sword energy to protect himself.

You can't be reincarnated until you've served your full sentence; staying in hell will be very difficult.

“Master Xu, I feel that continuing to be tortured and reincarnated is somewhat inappropriate.”

"Perhaps reincarnation is not what I am pursuing."

Xu Xuan's spirits lifted. "Sigh... young man, tell me your troubles."

Let Teacher Xu answer your questions.

It's been a long time since I taught a class, and I'm itching to teach again.

Zhang Hua also confided her confusion to her life mentor.

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

The key is the Way, not life and death.

Confucius said this while he was still alive, and even after he died, he was no ordinary person.

Therefore, a child who doesn't know the fate of ordinary people will truly regret it later.

"Life arises from the gathering of vital energy, and death occurs when vital energy dissipates."

Zhuangzi envisioned returning to the natural order of heaven and earth, and to the natural cycle of life and death.

But even after death, the soul does not disperse, and the yin energy reassembles, thus beginning another kind of life.

Unless one's soul is completely destroyed, dying twice is too cruel.

Sages and wise men have never taught us what to do when we encounter such a dark place.

Zhang Hua's questions were all raised from his own experience.

What if I foolishly endure torture and reincarnate, only to die again in the underworld and be bullied by those demons?

A perfectly good, repentant scholar was captured and used as a training material in the Seventh Prison. This is terrifying.

The million vengeful ghosts of the City of the Wrongfully Dead were trapped in one place for hundreds of years after their violent deaths, unable to escape, and even became soldiers of the Black Mountain Demon.

The fates of Miss Zhu and the other unfortunate souls demonstrate that the underworld can no longer maintain justice.

It used to be the fear of death, now it's the fear of what comes after death.

The scholar's principles are mostly learned from books. When faced with such an unexpected situation, he will naturally resist out of the instinct for survival, but after resisting, he doesn't know what to do next.

Instructor Xu understood the other person's confusion.

Scholars can always find ways to adapt and boundaries to change within the rules.

(End of this chapter)