Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 438 The New Swordsman of Shu Mountain

"I've also made some arrangements with the Prefect of Yangzhou. We're just waiting for your autumn waterway maintenance to be completed before you can be nominated."

"A high-ranking official named Fu Tianchou has been sent down from the north to oversee Deng You's affairs. Do you know him?"

The most principled Imperial Censor, everyone knows that.

A ruthless person who doesn't tolerate injustice is willing to risk their life to remonstrate with the emperor.

Song Youde was somewhat uneasy. If it were anyone else, he could offer some gifts and try to find a way in. But Doctor Fu would only throw gold and silver in the other person's face.

In the capital, he was less popular than even Yu Gong; this kind of person is the most difficult to deal with.

Of course, that refers to other people; Instructor Xu's status is different.

"Doctor Fu has a close relationship with Scholar Yin of our academy, you understand?"

Following the downfall of Yu Gong, the reputation of Grand Secretary Yin was also dragged down.

Xu Xuan felt no embarrassment whatsoever. It was all for the sake of the people of Jiangnan, so he was willing to give up a little reputation.

"Work hard, Wu County will be your main focus from now on."

Having said all he could, Song Youde trembled as if he had suffered a stroke.

It's like a dream; someone like me has been propelled to the top!
A mix of emotions surged through my mind, and in that instant, I recalled the scene of my first meeting with Xu Hanwen. Ah, the greatest opportunity in life is meeting a benefactor.

Suddenly I felt that it was impolite of me to be sitting next to him, and that even bowing once seemed insufficient to express my gratitude.

Is this my virtuous brother?

No, this is my mentor.

Many masters have failed to promote their personal disciples, yet Brother Hanwen seems to do it effortlessly.

Using the term "brother" anymore is a bit inappropriate.

Teacher? Godfather?
Just as he was pondering this, Xu Xuan suggested that it would be better to address each other as brothers from now on. "We're not the Ninth Prince, why should we take on an adopted son?"

"You have indeed achieved what you have today with the help of me and the academy."

"But remember, the most important thing is the word 'blue sky' (meaning clear and just).

Song Qingtian immediately pledged his loyalty, saying that he would engrave the name "Qingtian" in his heart for the rest of his life, and even on his back.

No, this isn't your script, don't mess around.

But I feel uneasy accepting this kindness without doing something in return.

“Brother Xianxian, please tell me if there is anything I can do to help you.”

The Lonely Garden of Baoan Hall needed expansion space, so we simply took out a map of Qiantang and asked Master Xu to draw on it, whether it was lines or circles.

Lingyin Temple is going to hold a Dharma assembly? Support! We must give it our full support.

Not to mention, the temple also sponsors the repair of the river, a win-win situation.

In short, after several conversations, the shape of the Qiantang River looks exactly like a lotus flower.

Xu Xuan only had time to visit the wounded after he had completed a case of workplace corruption.

There have been casualties in this Blood Demon invasion, and as the leader, I need to show them some concern.

We passed through that magical wall and arrived at the inner sanctuary.

As soon as I entered, I was greeted by a strong smell of medicine.

Master Mao was meditating and healing his injuries in front of the alchemy furnace. His face was ashen, but his eyes were clear. He knew exactly why the hall master had arrived.

"Don't worry, this isn't the first time. I'm experienced."

"That's precisely why I'm worried, Master."

Xu Xuan sighed, "What kind of talk is this?"

If I had known you were this kind of hot-blooded Taoist priest, I wouldn't have given you the Cheng Ying Sword.

But their styles had already meshed perfectly, and they couldn't find a suitable replacement, so they were stuck on this one path to their doom.

He then took out the Han Guang and Xiao Lian swords.

Upon sensing this, Chengying immediately flew down from the altar and resonated with it, then flew and chased each other around the room with her two companions, seemingly very happy.

The three forces of time, energy, and wind are constantly merging, and the principles of nature are being completed.

A breeze came in from outside, and the Taoist priest's injuries improved slightly.

The earth emanated a life force, and the Taoist priest's injuries healed further.

Time flows invisibly, and the Taoist priest's injuries have healed a little more.

From barely breathing to being severely injured and still recovering, only three breaths had passed. In the midst of battle, those three breaths would be the difference between life and death.

Of course, once divine weapons are gathered, the desperate methods should no longer be used. A new approach is needed, or a suitable cultivation technique should be found to drive it.

For example, it is said that there are fragments of the second volume of the "Yunji Qiqian" (Seven Tablets of the Cloudy Bookcase), titled "The Opening of the Primordial Chaos and the Tribulations of Heaven and Earth," in the Yaochi Immortal Fortress.

The celestial order operates, the terrestrial order operates, and the interplay of Yin and Yang alters the course of the universe.

This power is a perfect match for the Three Divine Swords; we'll find them and help the Taoist priest strengthen them.

Of course, the application methods in the Taiheibu are more suitable, such as the technique of slaying dragons.

Unfortunately, after the Great Teacher of Virtue was punished by Heaven, the three volumes of the Heavenly Book disappeared.

The Taoist priest understood what Young Master Xu meant; who would want to risk their life so often if they could live a good life?

After comforting the Taoist priest, Xu Xuan went to visit the second wounded soldier.

Yan Chixia was in a bad mood at the moment. First, he had been beaten to a pulp by his enemy. Second, his enemy had mocked his mediocre talent.

Haha, how ridiculous! I've already broken through the three realms, how could I possibly be mediocre?

My mood then became even more dejected, and what the other person said made some sense.

There are indeed many geniuses on Mount Shu. The Long-Browed Immortal's understanding of the Dao of Heaven in the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Scripture" is extremely profound.

Therefore, when recruiting disciples, a large number of people who are destined for good fortune or destiny can be selected.

His cultivation aptitude was average, and his swordsmanship aptitude had always been among the lowest in the sect.

For a sword-wielding sect like Shushan, this is an inherent hierarchical division.

After being mocked by the Blood Demon again, he recalled some not-so-pleasant memories from the past.

With limited natural talent, how can one find the path?

If one cannot refine oneself into the Dao, how can one restore Mount Shu and kill all the enemies?

"Use this."

Xu Xuan took out the Shu Mountain Qi Luck Spiritual Machine sent by the Blood Demon.

Once this substance is refined and absorbed into the body, one can inherit the fortune of Mount Shu, improve one's physical strength, and enhance one's swordsmanship comprehension without a doubt.

Yan Chixia looked at the flower petals again and again with a complicated expression.

Greed, desire, and a host of other emotions flashed through my mind.

"Do not."

He cut off the temptation and rejected the opportunity with unparalleled perseverance, because he knew who was truly suited for it.

"Give this to Li Yingqi."

The three heroes in Baoan Hall are all sword prodigies. Among them, Yu Yingnan is far more tenacious than others, and Yan Renying is far more decisive than others.

Regardless of talent, perseverance, courage, or wisdom, all these extraordinary qualities were present in Master Miaoyi, the second-generation leader of the Shushan Sect, yet he was still killed by evil spirits.

Therefore, what Mount Shu needs is not these.

In times of chaos, what is needed is a true sword immortal capable of slaughtering.

"If this item had been used when Li Yingqi entered the Dao, it would have created an unprecedented swordsman."

Yan Chixia saw the ultimate state of mind and power in that little girl.

With the protection and guidance of Baoan Hall, allowing it to grow and its sharpness tempered with the blood of demons, this divine sword will become unparalleled in the world.

This may not align with the tone set by Master Changmei, but it is the ending that Yan Chixia wanted to see.

"The revival of Shushan's fortune lies in this."

"Or rather, the new Shushan."

Good heavens, this has really made Li Yingqi something else.

He was a ruthless person who was born with a killing intent. What would he be like if the fortune of Mount Shu were amplified?

That's a human-shaped natural disaster, killing wherever it goes.

Xu Xuan was somewhat looking forward to this, so he left the petals behind.

Everyone has their own ideas, so why should I arrange everything?

Of course, there are some people who need to be arranged.

Wearing a light-colored Confucian robe, Instructor Xu returned to Nanshan Mountain, revealing a gentle expression.

"Class, come with me."

(End of this chapter)