Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 368 Removal from the Nine Netherworlds, the White Lotus Blooms Again

The light of the seven stars suppressed the golden light, and the Buddhist intent and the intent of the stars began to clash.

The annihilation of energy is silent and insidious; if even a single speck of stardust were to leak out and fall to Earth, it would be a catastrophe.

Meanwhile, the chaotic mind realm that had died in Jianglong's eyes is gradually reviving.

"The Buddhas compiled the Tripitaka."

Mahakasyapa's sacred undertaking of compiling the Tripitaka after the Buddha's passing carried a grand vision.

The radiant ocean rises and falls among the stars, receiving power from the cosmos.

No matter how powerful the destructive force is, it can be neutralized by the mind.

Immovable is invincible.

This is the difference between immortals and mortals. After transcending the human realm, competing in magical power and demonic bodies is merely a form of combat.

It's more about overwhelming superiority in terms of level and concept.

What is powerful is the Way, what is powerful is reason, and what is powerful is the support of countless great practitioners of the teachings.

Seeing this situation, Bai Suzhen was not discouraged at all; on the contrary, her fighting spirit grew even stronger.

This is the kind of opponent I want!

The war has begun.

As the seven stars trembled, the light of destruction continued to emanate.

These lights intertwined, forming dazzling beams of light, like countless meteors streaking across the sky at the same time, or like a war breaking out between stars, with light scattering and exploding wildly.

Unfortunately, when Jianglong got serious, he ultimately crossed that line between heaven and man.

The pivot represents heaven, the celestial body represents earth, the celestial body represents humanity, the celestial body represents time, the celestial body represents music, the celestial body represents law, and the celestial body represents stars.

Locking onto a corner, the golden dragon flew out, shattering the Kaiyang Star, which couldn't adapt in time. The magic array, though losing its rhythm, remained powerful, but its weaknesses increased.

With just a few moves, he broke through Yuheng and Yaoguang.

The handle of the Big Dipper was extinguished, and the remaining four stars were also in grave danger.

The dragon-taming technique further activated the Arhat Dharma form.

The monk Baizhang, dressed in a kasaya and wearing meditation beads, was robust and imposing, his eyes filled with a majestic aura, his Vajra power tearing through the void.

The docile state of the dragon that had been subdued by the Arhat was long gone; it had been unleashed, baring its fangs and claws as it tore and devoured the stars.

It looked like the Seven Star Killing Formation was about to be broken.

Lady White decisively collected the overflowing starlight into her body, and with the support of a massive amount of stars, her magical power soared to an unknowable level.

The tribulation clouds that appeared outside the formation proved her power.

More and more starlight converged into a cloak, dazzling like the lord of all stars.

The Lilong Sword unleashed endless starlight, and the sound of a dragon's roar echoed through the space.

Clang!
The instincts suppressed for over a thousand years are being unleashed, and the Star Lord, drawing his sword, sings in his own world.

The sword tip sways gently, starlight flickers, beauty and danger bloom simultaneously.

"With weapons and swords clashing, how can one escape the calamity and misfortune? With the demons of love and desire, the flames of ignorance are ignited. Today's hardship is in my own hands; life and death are in my own hands."

Disaster struck before Leifeng Pagoda; a monk, possessed by demons, only realized his past mistakes upon reflection. A storm brews over heaven and earth; how can one escape this turmoil? Even an Arhat, relying on his talents, will inevitably suffer setbacks!

Jianglong understands that one of them will suffer a calamity today.

"Amitabha, please, benefactor, enter Nirvana."

The battle between the golden light and the starry sea reached its climax.

The battle outside Leifeng Pagoda is in complete chaos, while the resurrection progress inside Leifeng Pagoda is steadily increasing.

The seven-story Leifeng Pagoda was lit up one floor at a time, accompanied by the sound of chanting.

Without any hesitation, Xu Xuan began to possess the body with his soul.

Lying down into the body is like putting on clothes, and then suddenly standing up.

Xiaoqing was still waiting for the resurrection effect, but she was startled by the progress.

"So he's resurrected?"

Xu Xuan said confidently, "Of course not."

"What confidence do you have without you?" Little Green King went into a frenzy.

The three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit are not unified, because the spirit and soul are separate from essence and energy.

Xu Xuan's soul was marked by the Gates of Hell, and at this moment, the continuous downward force was firmly imprisoning his soul.

At this point, the relationship between the physical body and the soul is more like possession.

Moreover, it possessed a 100% compatible innate Dao body.

"Is this herb really that potent?"

Xu Xuan was overjoyed to feel the power of his physical body even before being resurrected.

So, can we fight like our senior brother and have a brutal, hand-to-hand duel?
Using the Devouring Immortal Treasure to overtake others on a curve and become the number one male warrior of the Pure Land Sect wouldn't be bad.

Click! ! !

Before I could enjoy my happiness for long, the thunderous roar outside the tower left me feeling numb and weak.

Could it be that it struck me?!

Mr. Xu's first reaction was that he was very self-aware, but unfortunately, he wasn't this time.

Dark clouds loomed outside, and thunder, carrying an aura of destruction, was brewing.

Whose tribulation was it? Xiaoqing was also dumbfounded; she had no idea.

However, my sister is currently engaged in a decisive battle with the Dragon Slayer, so she can only be one of the two of them.

"Dragon Subduing!"

"Okay, okay, so there's after-sales service too!"

"I'm going to kill that bald monk!"

The karmic fire in Xu Xuan's heart ignited instantly. He was known for his magnanimity and dislike of holding grudges.

How could I not avenge the death I suffered, especially since this scoundrel was planning to come a second time?

Xu Xuan could tolerate it, but Fahai could not. Fahai could tolerate it, but even the Holy Father could not.

He was about to jump out of the window into the great formation to help Miss Bai.

"Wait, revive first!"

"Yes, yes, I was a little out of control when I first came back."

Mr. Xu sat cross-legged atop Leifeng Pagoda, clasped his hands together, and silently prayed, "Brother, help me."

Before leaving, my senior brother gave me a small privilege, which is exactly what I'm using here.

Then he opened his palm, one of the swastika symbols shining brightly, and let out a long roar:
"Bolai"

In the Pure Land School, thousands of miles away, the golden light of the Mahavira Hall shone brightly across the vast sky, and the purple-gold alms bowl offered before the Buddha disappeared into the hall.

The old monk stood in the hall, utterly astonished. Could it be that Ruoxu had encountered some unparalleled demon and needed the help of this sect-protecting magic weapon?

Immediately summon all the monks of the ancestral temple to the main hall to chant the Amitabha Sutra to replace the true meaning of the golden alms bowl and to bless the seal of the demon-suppressing ground.

The purple-gold bowl, having traversed space, naturally ended up in Xu Xuan's hands.

Even now, I have the opportunity to examine this legendary treasure blessed by Buddha closely, but I can't understand it at all.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it works.

Heart to heart, conveying our past wishes.

"I have no next life!"

The Buddha's light gently flew out and surrounded Xu Xuan, erasing the connection between his soul and the underworld, and the marks left by the Gates of Hell melted away like ice and snow.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the underworld, ghosts wailed and gods howled, and the Book of Life and Death in the Ten Kings Hall moved without wind.

Xu Hanwen, of the Qiantang Soul No. 3650, a human being, was supposed to live to the age of 24, but died a violent death.

The line of text was covered in golden light, and when the light faded, there was only emptiness.

The eighteen levels of hell erupted in chaos, Yinshan Mountain trembled incessantly, ghosts wailed incoherently, and the Gates of Hell shook off countless specks of dust.

Many ghost kings also felt a strange tremor in their hearts, and could only try their best to control themselves so as not to lose their composure like the little ghost.

Among the ghost kings who occupy the five ghost emperors' dojos, those with insight already know what has happened.

“Forced sales of titles, annihilation of reincarnation, and the absence of birth and death for each.”

"What a ruthless person."

"Either your soul is scattered, or you become a deity or saint."

Ruoxu nodded with satisfaction. Being removed from the list wasn't such a bad thing.

In the human realm, after being illuminated by the Buddha's light, the barriers between the Three Jewels were completely eliminated.

When these three elements interact, following the natural order will result in a healthy person; going against the order will result in the creation of an elixir.

The essence returns to its place. The vital energy descends. The spirit and soul unite as one.

In the world of the mind, white lotuses bloom, displaying thirty-six varieties.

The microcosm within the human body is completely repaired, interacting with the macrocosm outside the body to absorb the mysteries of the sun and moon.

Resurrection is simpler than imagined; all you need is a top-tier Buddhist artifact blessed by the Buddha.

Although this is not simple at all.

The white lotus returns, and the stars in the outside world change again, creating a mysterious and unpredictable situation.

The previously somewhat calmed calamity rebounded violently, and the golden dragon of fortune in the capital continued to roar restlessly, leaping and bounding about.

Emperor Jin suffered a splitting headache and ordered his men to carry the seriously injured Grand Historian to the main hall.

In such a crisis, there's no time to worry about anything else.

Xu Xuan, who had come back to life, did not celebrate. He let the flowing wind blow through his white monk's robes and savored the beauty of life.

At the same time, I thought of the pain of death and hatred.

He walked to the window and looked at the altar overflowing with starlight, and made up his mind.

"Karma fire!"

The crimson chains of karmic fire transformed into dark red prayer beads and fell into his left hand.

"Kasaya!"

A brocade cassock flew out of the jade pot and was tied to the outside of the white monk's robe.

"The Purple-Gold Bowl!"

The ordinary-looking purple-gold bowl fell into his right hand.

"Xiaoqing, wait a moment. I'm going to kill a Luohan!"

(End of this chapter)