Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 428 A Group of Main Characters

Those who can come to a Buddhist temple to stay overnight late at night are not ordinary people.

Upon seeing Ning Caichen's familiar handsome face, Master Guangliang felt a tightness in his chest; the culprit behind the massive reduction in personnel at Lingyin Temple had returned.

This guy even greeted me very warmly, thankfully he didn't bring his instrument.

Unfortunately, several other troublesome individuals also appeared, and this time there was an additional woman among them.

Just as the Blood Demon could see through the paper tortoise, Guangliang could do the same with ease.

This makes things even more complicated.

Although Lingyin Temple does not prohibit women from entering to burn incense and pray during the day, is it not a bit inappropriate for them to stay overnight?

Is the admissions process at your Chongqi Academy really that complicated?
Should we point it out?
However, once this is exposed, the worldly desires between men and women will definitely erupt, and who knows what will become of this tranquil Buddhist sanctuary.

Furthermore, the weighty causal relationships involved here are not something outsiders can touch.

Which spiritual practitioner is unafraid of cause and effect?

If you were to invite our distinguished guests to come down the mountain, that would be impossible.

All five were Master Fahai's students in the secular world. To do this would be too inhumane and lack compassion.

Moreover, Chongqi's students were all from wealthy and noble families, each with an extraordinary background. In addition, the academy held an exceptionally high position in Qiantang, which even he found overwhelming.

You said there are so many inns and restaurants down the mountain, and how could Young Master Ji's family not have a place to stay? Why bother this old monk?

Sigh... There's really no other way but to go along with these scholars' wishes. I'll let them stay overnight; nothing should happen.

"Then please light some incense and rest in the west wing."

Inside the main hall, everyone began to worship Buddha according to the established rules.

What was supposed to be a perfectly normal scene suddenly made the master's eyelids twitch, and he hurriedly added a comment.

"Young Master Ji is only staying overnight; there's no need to go to such lengths."

The sheer amount of money spent on incense and sesame oil was so dazzling that it made people feel uneasy.

If you didn't know better, you'd think they were going to donate several grand halls.

"It's alright. We are all scholars with a connection to Buddhism. We've come all this way and we've already caused you so much trouble."

Please accept this small token of our appreciation; even Buddha would be pleased.

Guangliang sighed. "Since it's for Buddha, I won't refuse. The Ji family certainly doesn't lack these things."

The five of them then burned incense and prayed to Buddha together, thus forging a deep bond between them.

Loyal Heart and Loyal Soul (from the early days of their school days), Ning Caichen the Musical Demon, Ji Rui the White Deer Scholar, and Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai the Butterfly Lovers.

The incense offerings of these individuals filled the main hall, their aura as prominent as torches in the night.

As the incense burner is first lit, its fragrance permeates the entire Dharma realm; all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in their assemblies hear it from afar, and auspicious clouds gather everywhere.

Regardless of the purpose, the incense was offered. And soon, divine blessings arrived.

Just as the group was about to leave to rest, the master suddenly emitted golden light from his eyes.

"and many more."

He recently received guidance from Jianglong and made great progress in his cultivation, opening his hidden eye in an unknown mountain valley.

The eye that illuminates the universe is called the eye; the treasure that encompasses all things is called the treasure.

At the Vulture Peak assembly, Shakyamuni Buddha entrusted the Dharma Eye Treasury to his chief disciple Kasyapa, also known as the Dragon Subduer.

So after these people burned incense and formed a bond, he suddenly noticed something amiss.

There was actually a trace of bloodthirsty evil energy clinging to him?!

It was only after examining the microcosm of the human body several times that it was confirmed to be true.

What a masterful technique! The restraint and subtlety of the technique are exquisite.

If this weren't Lingyin Temple, and if he hadn't just paid homage to Buddha, even the abbot wouldn't have noticed at first.

No matter how much trouble these young people might cause him, Buddha helps those who are destined to be helped.

Guangliang then solemnly called out to the group.

Have any of you gentlemen recently come into contact with any extraordinary individuals?

Zao immediately recounted the story of the South China Sea Swordsmen they encountered on the pleasure boat, including their ability to split light and shadow and their pursuit of beautiful women.

The master's eyes shone with a golden light, as if he were deep in thought.

No spiritual practitioner would be so ostentatious in front of ordinary people; it's very likely that he's a demon in disguise.

What a courage!

Leaving aside the other party's evil intentions of using underhanded tactics, openly showing off their skills in Qiantang is already an unorthodox act.

“Amitabha, you gentlemen should also know a little about worldly affairs.”

“You have been marked by that evil spirit.”

Zao was both shocked and furious. Sure enough! He hadn't even noticed anything amiss with his own loyal heart; he had only instinctively come to ask for help. He never expected that the other party would actually resort to such underhanded tactics.

"Please, Master, help us."

Guangliang immediately invited the group to sit cross-legged on prayer mats in the Huayan Hall and lit a golden incense stick.

Incense filled the air, Buddhist chants rang out, and people clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, and recited scriptures.

"Because of the Buddha's divine power, various transformations are performed to carry out Buddhist rituals..."

The Huayan Hall enshrines the Three Sages of Huayan: Vairocana Buddha, flanked by Manjushri Bodhisattva on the left and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva on the right.
Vairocana Buddha, also known as "Mahavairocana Buddha," is the Dharmakaya Buddha of Shakyamuni Buddha.

At this moment, Guangliang is using the power of the Great Sun Tathagata to illuminate everything, leaving nothing untouched.

In the golden light, the five people's bodies were illuminated with obvious blood-red marks.

The blood-red human face was ferocious and terrifying, twisting and dancing in the golden light as if trying to escape, but the invisible womb-like barrier had already enveloped the area.

Liang Shanbo was so shocked that cold sweat soaked through his clothes. It was really true!
Zhu Yingtai watched with great interest, finding the funny face quite amusing.

The last five faces were reduced to ashes in the golden light.

"Master, what if we alert the demon and he comes looking for us?"

After some thought, the student realized that since the enemy dared to run rampant in Qiantang, they must have some skill and ability. He wondered if the master could withstand them.

Master Guangliang, bathed in Buddha's light, appeared like a god or Buddha, and spoke with an air of pride:
"Even in the secluded world, Lingyin Temple has a certain reputation."

"A minor demonic cultivator who uses underhanded tactics is nothing to fear."

The master's cultivation has recently advanced by leaps and bounds. Unless Lady White Snake and Lord Yu intervene, he will be ranked third in Qiantang.

Then he went outside and activated the grand formation. Every brick and tile in this temple was obtained through alms, so it couldn't be damaged.

The Blood Demon inside the pleasure boat frowned, then revealed a somewhat terrifying smile.

Interesting, very interesting.
The prey he casually marked seemed to be something special, and there shouldn't be any other force in this small county that could do such a thing.

It turns out it really is related to the remnants of the Shu Mountain sect!
What do you call this? It's called "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly!"
Qiantang is my blessed land.

He casually pulled a girl into his arms, pointed to the southwest, and asked, "Is that Lingyin Temple?"

The girl was as gentle as spring water, nodding as she touched him.

"I went to burn incense a few days ago, praying to Buddha to grant me a good husband. Oh dear."

Having confirmed his suspicions, the Blood Demon was too lazy to listen to the human's ramblings. No matter how resentful the woman's eyes were, it was useless. The Blood Demon only had the word "blessing" in his heart.

He stood up, slung his sword over his shoulder, and left the pleasure boat.

The madam hesitated for a long time before daring not to go up and collect the money, not because he was handsome.

Even if someone is handsome, you can't not pay them. The main reason was that the change in his aura made her instinctively stop and dare not go forward.

Ten breaths later, the crimson light stretched across most of Qiantang, and Ding Yin's figure appeared outside the gate of Lingyin Temple.

He looked at the temple in front of him with a cruel smile.

His bloodshot eyes saw through everything.

At this moment, a halo of pale golden light formed around the entire mountain.

Guangliang sat cross-legged in front of the Mahavira Hall, closed his eyes in meditation, and used his Buddhist mind to determine the formation.

"That bald monk is quite arrogant; he really doesn't know what's good for him."

His true form, Blood Demon Deng Yin, is a top expert in the mortal realm, and his incarnation, Ding Yin, is a peerless genius at the peak of the Third Realm. You, a little monk who has just entered the Third Realm, although of the same level, do not need Buddhist treasures or disciples to set up formations, and you are putting on quite a show.

Today, let us offer a blood sacrifice to this Buddhist temple to write the final chapter for Mount Shu.

Unsheathed, the blood-red Qixi Sword flew out without any frills, carrying surging magical power.

There was a loud bang!
Although it was clearly a flying sword, it seemed as if the Thunder God was wielding a hammer and smashing down from the heavens, distorting the Buddhist light and Dharma realm with terrifying force.

A terrifying force reverberated throughout Lingyin Temple, instantly shattering the massive mountain gate and two sacred stones. The resting novices and monks covered their ears, rolled off their beds, and screamed in agony.

Guangliang's eyes, which had been slightly closed, immediately widened like a bull's eyes. What? What?!

Before he could sort out his thoughts, the sword light transformed into dozens of beams that appeared simultaneously on all the operational nodes of the light shield.

The Shu Mountain sect is also a master of formations, and they are experts at breaking formations.

Boom boom boom! ! ! ! !

The great formation withstood countless attacks in a very short time, and then the formation, along with the Buddha treasure at its core, shattered together.

Along with the ancient bronze bell of the Buddha statue in the courtyard, Guangliang's heart also shattered.

"My Eight Treasures Stabilizing Ancient Bell!!!! My Mountain Gate!!!!"

After the crimson divine sword broke through the triple magic array, it pierced through everything and landed in front of the Great Buddha Hall.

A voice came from the stench of blood.

"Ding Yin, come and wipe out the whole family."

(End of this chapter)