Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 374 The Holy Mother in Heaven

Ning Caichen is quite learned, but only moderately so. His personality appears gentle, but he is actually incredibly resolute. Moreover, he is still grappling with a past love affair, and how the future will unfold remains unknown.

It's hard to say about Ji Rui; the probability of him becoming the head of Bailu Mountain is much higher than that of him becoming a regional governor.

When it comes to education, is it possible that the heavy responsibility of moral education should be entrusted to him?

The thought of the future leader in charge of the literary tradition leading a group of people to a pleasure boat and having fun—the phrase "the collapse of morality and social order" came to mind.

The members of Baoan Hall, on the other hand, were much more resourceful.

What does it mean to want a little more?
As Gui Da thought about the waterways that crisscrossed Jiangnan and the various monsters, big and small, his vision went black.

Although it wasn't a formal meeting, you could still get a sense of the prevailing sentiment from just a few words.

I thought the big shot would be more steady after his trip to the underworld, but I didn't expect him to stride forward so boldly.

Bitterness, bitterness.

In the future, I must diligently cultivate my supernatural powers and further expand my potential for attracting good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

The Taoist priest was in a good mood. Although the progress was already fast, it wouldn't be a bad thing to be even faster.

Tragedies like Yu Yingnan's could perhaps be far less frequent.

Furthermore, as Young Master Xu once said, serious illnesses require strong medicine; the result is either great cure or great loss.

Fifty percent, done.

Master Mao's thinking has been assimilated by Baoan Hall, and has become somewhat dangerous.

Little Green is burning!

Setbacks might cause a weak person to give up their previous persistence, but the extraordinary woman who might come up with the idea of ​​relieving her guilt by getting beaten up is no weakling at all.

The more setbacks I face, the more courageous I become. As long as I thoroughly study military strategy, master the teachings of Lao Tzu, Zhuangzi, Confucius, and other philosophers, and follow Xu Xuan, everything will be fine.

Our Baoan Hall should have gone all out and made a big splash a long time ago!
What king or saint? Can they possibly stop my Gan Jiang and Mo Xie swords?
Even if I blocked the swords, could I really stop Xu Xuan's schemes? If I could, then let's see what my sister can do!
Everyone had different thoughts, and Xu Xuan didn't care that some people were unwilling to join.

Because he sensed the long-lost power of the sun boiling between heaven and earth.

From death to resurrection, he had not seen the sunlight for seven days.

The underworld is a gloomy place with only light gray clouds or yellowish-brown dust. It's hard not to become abnormal if you stay there for too long.

Only when you lose something do you realize how precious these daily habits were.

"Fellow students and comrades, let's take a look at the sunrise."

In ancient times, people had various romantic praises and metaphors for the sunrise and sunset, and the discovery of beauty is a culture that has been passed down for thousands of years.

At the horizon, night and dawn intertwine, slowly unfolding a hazy and mysterious scene. A faint bluish-purple hue begins to appear in the eastern sky.

Several scholars began to reflect on their daily lives.

Zao Tongxue often recited the lines "As constant as the moon, as rising as the sun" from the poem "Tianbao" in the Book of Songs.

Even the praise is powerful and strong. Combined with the blushing expression, it exudes an increasingly righteous aura.

Ning Caichen blurted out: "It's raining, it's raining, and the sun is shining brightly."

There's a sense of sunshine after the rain, and the sun reappears, suggesting that he's slowly moving away from Xiaoqian's influence.

Ji Rui, of course, was not to be outdone; he was also a diligent student.

The immediate response was: "The sun rises in the east, and that beautiful woman is in my room."

Um. It describes the sun rising in the east, with beautiful people waiting indoors.

Her public persona remains incredibly stable.

Then the three of them looked at Master Xu.

"As the sun rises, its light shines brightly."

Sure enough, no one was surprised; Master Xu's thoughts were sometimes easy to guess.

Xiaoqing, however, paid no attention to these pedantic poems and rarely wrote any herself.

In addition, she is already five hundred years old and has seen the sunrise too many times, so she is no longer moved by it.

Sigh! So much innate purple energy!
The aroma alone is incredibly tempting, like the most exquisite delicacy.

Bai Suzhen smiled indulgently, and with a wave of her hand, she grabbed all the purple energy within the Qiantang territory and handed it to her younger sister.

Under the envious gaze of the giant turtle, Xiao Qing swallowed it all in one gulp, overjoyed.

Ziqi tasted much better when her older sister and Xu Xuan were around.

Hearing the groans, Xu Xuan, who was standing to the side, actually felt a little hungry. Was it really that delicious?
Fortunately, the sun had risen, drawing his attention back to the distance.

As the golden light emerged from the dark abyss, the whole world was filled with life and vitality.

What a magnificent sight! The sun crashes through the horizon. In the world of fantasy and martial arts, the sun is endowed with even greater authority and power.

The fiery primordial energy entered through all the orifices, igniting the yin energy accumulated in the soul.

At the same time, the aura of calamity, malevolence, resentment, death, the three poisons, and the eight sufferings were also ignited.

And a great deal of insight, the compassion of Ksitigarbha, the solemnity of the underworld, and the hope of reincarnation.

There's also the knowledge learned in the past, the experiences spanning two realms, the academy's fortune, the Buddhist temple's fortune, and all sorts of forces working together.

Night and day, yin and yang, cycled and transformed, and the gains from the transformation of life and death were also used as fuel.

Xu Xuan squinted, enjoying the warmth as the accumulated principles and magical power began to merge and integrate.

In my spiritual perception, a great sun also appeared on the top of Leifeng Pagoda.

An epiphany?

Bai Suzhen's expression was somewhat subtle; Young Master Xu's path of cultivation was truly casual.

She took a few steps and naturally stood aside to protect him.

However, the person woke up after a short while, and after carefully sensing the surroundings, he calmly and uneventfully reached the end of the second realm.

Everyone says that I, Xu Hanwen, have cultivated my skills rapidly, but little do they know that I have only succeeded because of my strong fate.

Of course, having many friends also plays a role.

He turned to give the beautiful woman beside him a handsome and sunny smile.

"Thank you."

"It doesn't have to be this way."

We experienced and talked a lot that night, and it was a very enjoyable time.

So it's time to go back to class; he only asked for seven days off.

So, on the eighth day, as the sun rose, the great instructor of Chongqi Academy, the headmaster of the Netherworld Branch, returned to Nanshan.

"Hello students."

While everything is joyous for Xu Xuan, the situation at the imperial court is a different story.

In the capital city, in the main hall.

Taishi leaned back in the soft chair, his face pale, his lips as red as if he had just vomited blood.

Although he was barely breathing, he still felt a little smug and a little scared.

Fortunately, I acted decisively; I couldn't possibly be allowed to operate the armillary sphere in this state.

At this moment, the Imperial Advisor, who was standing in the corner, walked out despite the disgusted looks from many ministers, and first said "Amitabha".

"Since the Grand Historian is nearing the end of his life, why not use this remaining body to dedicate himself to the country? This humble monk will personally recite the Rebirth Sutra for you, so that you may ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss as soon as possible."

what?
Who gave orders for these outsiders to interfere in state affairs?
The Grand Historian was furious at the wickedness of this bald thief.

As a result, Lord Jia also came out.

"I suppose you are a loyal and patriotic person, and you have just had a good opportunity to serve your sovereign and father. You should cherish it."

I dare to say that after your death, I will surely recount your merits to the people of the world, and the reward for your wife and children will be right before my eyes.

what?
Lord Jia, what is the meaning of your mention of your wife and children at this time? Is a posthumous title still a title?
The historian looked up at the high platform, where only a curtain blocked his view.

It is said that His Majesty caught a cold and forced himself to hold a court assembly despite his illness, but he couldn't even speak.

so.
OK OK.

The sorrow in my heart is unbearable, and it's not that no one has stood up to say that this is inappropriate.

But the most important matters of the state are military affairs and sacrifices, which is also a great truth.

Finally, the armillary sphere began to rotate in the main hall, and with the blessing of the imperial court's fortune, it began to perform calculations.

This is a gamble on the fate of the nation; if Jinlong hadn't gone mad with rage, no one would have wanted to take this step.

Due to the interconnectedness of cause and effect, the Grand Historian saw it.

I saw stars falling like rain, I saw pale lotus flowers blooming, and I saw Xu Xuan and the beautiful woman in white.

The answer is clear: the culprit behind the disruption of the dragon vein is...!

"Heavens! It's the White Lotus Holy Mother!"

The first two left no useful clues, but the third one did!

Then, die!

(End of this chapter)