Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 371 Arhat's Golden Bones
Seven star swords, each carrying a destructive light, fell from their respective directions.

A dazzling but fleeting meteor shower, each one silently heralding the prelude to the apocalypse.

The fall of these stars is not merely the disappearance of their light, but also the collapse of time and space.

The array space crumbled piece by piece like a shattered dream, eventually merging into endless darkness.

How would you respond if a beautiful woman in white, shrouded in starlight, smiled and asked you if you looked good?

"Nature is extremely beautiful."

Xu Xuan spoke sincerely and unpretentiously, vowing that the first meteor shower he ever saw was the most beautiful meteor shower of his life.

At the same time, they were also alarmed by the other party's methods.

This is how the greatest people in the world use their power. Compared to that, what were my two peak experience cards even worth?

Purely powerful bricks flew, what a waste of all that magical power.

The space was collapsing. Xu Xuan put away the light-colored lotus and stood within the white maiden's protective aura to witness the final scene.

Huh?
What is that dark thing?
Before Xu Xuan could take a closer look, they had already returned to the Seven Star Altar.

The dense thunderclouds in the sky have dissipated, and the stars are gradually disappearing.

The sky was still dark; it was the darkest hour before dawn.

Sanqi, Guida, and the others had collapsed to the ground, their arms trembling.

Who wouldn't be tired after waving the flag all night?

The stronger one's spirituality, the more exhausted one becomes.

Several of the star banners had already been torn open with cracks, indicating that trapping a lame Arhat was proving difficult for this set of magical artifacts, and it was uncertain whether they could be repaired.

Bystanders felt extremely sorry for him, including practitioners like Gui Da and Master Mao.

The scattered specks were clearly stardust or some kind of divine substance like refined gold.

This also illustrates that you get what you pay for. Without such high-quality materials, it wouldn't be able to withstand such terrifying combat shocks.

Apart from the tribulation clouds that appeared halfway through, there was not a single unusual aura in the entire Qiantang area.

"Young Master Xu." "Master Xu." "Xu."

Everyone was exhausted, but seeing Xu Xuan reappear was also...
"Master Xu!!!"

The sound was like tearing silk, almost breaking.

Although Turtle felt somewhat powerless, his emotions were overflowing with excitement, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The fact that he was about to bow to the big boss while trembling, as if Xu Xuan were still alive, was truly alarming.

The three Qi, who were not far away, all felt strange. What kind of loyal and trusted subordinate was this?

Turtle sneered inwardly, "What do you little brats know? A bunch of ignorant fools."

It is said that bad people don't live long, but holy monks live for a thousand years.

This is a true miracle! Our lives are now secure!
Just as it was about to unleash its linguistic prowess honed over centuries of causing trouble, a loud crash was heard, and the Seven Star Altar collapsed into ashes.

A dark, shadowy object landed on the third floor.

A deep, dark skeleton that sends shivers down your spine; a three-zhang-tall body shrouded in a blood-yellow mist.

Just a glance was enough to draw an endless aura of decadence into one's body.

Then, the turtle's mind went blank, his vision went black, and all sorts of strange emotions welled up in his heart.

In particular, all sorts of disrespectful thoughts were churning within him, such as "Why isn't that great demon Xu dead yet?" which almost slipped out his lips.

Without saying a word, Bai Suzhen waved her sleeve, blowing everyone away for miles.

Xiaoqing, who rushed over, was also taken away immediately; she couldn't handle such a shock.

"It's dropped?!"

Only Xu Xuan's off-key voice rang out from the side. That's right, he wasn't sent away.

Even though she had very little magic left, after witnessing Young Master Xu's extraordinary behavior and state of mind, Bai Suzhen believed that such danger was nothing to him.

She was examining the details of this skeleton, which remained intact amidst the fading stars.

Death, corpse energy, resentment, hatred, concealment, annoyance, jealousy, stinginess, deceit, flattery, harm, arrogance.

What an irredeemable Buddha relic.

I imagine that Jianglong must have been very sad and in great pain before he died a second time.

Xu Xuan, unaware of the truth, was still happy. He hadn't picked up many items since his debut, but every single one was a good thing.

For example, the Judge's Pen, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, and the remnants of the Dragon Subduing Technique, although somewhat strange, are definitely treasures.

As for why I wasn't affected by these negative emotions, it's probably because my Buddhist heart is steadfast and I'm not swayed by emotions.

Dragon Subduing, oh my god, tsk tsk
"By the way, is there any special story behind this Buddha relic?"

Bai Suzhen did not answer immediately. Instead, she used the Guanyin Heart Sutra to seal the various auras on the Buddha's bone so that they would not leak out, and only then did she have time to answer.

"This Buddha's bone contains part of His cultivation before His death, as well as the cultivation method for an indestructible body."

Originally, there was a technique to remain unmoved, but unfortunately, my heart has already become like this. This must be handled with utmost care.

Bai Suzhen didn't care about the skill or techniques involved; those were the things she had plenty of.

The only problem is the trouble after death; the Guanyin Heart Sutra is not some kind of magic seal.

The white crane's corpse was already terrifyingly powerful; if the Buddha's relics that subdue the dragon were to go out of control, the human world would be doomed.

As for Xu Hanwen's question about why he became possessed by a demon...
A sharp look flew over.

"You were just a corpse, so why wouldn't you know you'd been possessed by a demon?"

It was nothing more than his obsession with spreading the Dharma, his resentment before and after death, and the destruction of his physical and mental purity by someone using the Buddha's golden alms bowl.

In a climate where the Tao is declining and the demons are rising, it is not surprising that one might transform into a corpse demon.

And they will inevitably come to cause you trouble, only then can they resolve their obsessions from before their death.

So that's how it is. Xu Xuan was initially happy, but then saddened.

It's a bit of a shame that the treasure I finally got can't be used yet. When I saw the Dragon Subduing Golden Bone, I had no less than a hundred ways to use it. In the end, I was just overthinking it.

As for causing me trouble, hehe.

We are the legitimate successors of the Pure Land School, specifically responsible for purification and suppression.

So what if I'm an Arhat! Just watch as I mobilize the power of the masses.

They placed it in the ancestral temple to suppress demons, where the eminent monks who stayed behind chanted sutras and recited Buddhist scriptures every day. This would cleanse them of their attachments and enhance their spiritual cultivation.

Mutual benefit should also offset some of the responsibility for exhausting one's willpower.

Once the conversion is complete, wouldn't it be wonderful if we could take it out and use it occasionally?

They immediately used the Buddha's golden bowl to collect the Buddha's bone.

In an instant, the aura of the three poisons and eight sufferings in front of Leifeng Pagoda vanished completely. This Buddhist treasure is truly useful.

Bai Suzhen hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself. "Have you forgotten your conversation with Jianglong in the array space?"

Using one's eating utensils to house a corpse, or perhaps a demonized Buddha relic.
That's so unhygienic.

Xu Xuan didn't care. As someone who was good at utilizing resources, he wouldn't care what the golden bowl was originally for.

What's the difference between pretending and pretending? I even used this rice bowl to smash the dragon's head in.

As dawn broke, he knew he should return the treasure, otherwise there might be an uproar within the ancestral court.

He sighed deeply, then pulled out a palm leaf and began to write down the inside story. We should learn to be the good guys who accuse others first.

(End of this chapter)