Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 450 The Scholar with the Surname Li
Ruoxu once said that there are three ways to enter the Dao, among which Xu Xuan forcibly entered the Dao through the evil method of sacrifice.

Li Yingqi, on the other hand, chose to refine top-tier natural treasures to reverse his innate destiny and become a person of great fortune.

In the end, all the words in the world boil down to one thing: rely on yourself.

After giving her instructions, Xiaoqing suddenly remembered something as she was leaving, and stood at the door, looking somewhat conflicted.

They took out a butterfly that was sealed tightly.

"If you encounter an unexpected or particularly strange causal entanglement, activate it; it can't get any worse."

This is a deadly weapon; once activated, the consequences are unpredictable.

After Li Yingqi's presence was left alone inside Leifeng Pagoda, Bai Suzhen appeared outside at some point, having been invited by Xu Xuan.

They say that Li Yingqi was born into this world by divine mandate, and that there might be unexpected changes if he enters the Taoist path.

So they gathered the spiritual energy from within a hundred miles, condensed it into an almost liquid state, and threw it into the tower.

They launched another attack, using invisible power to conceal the tower and this space into an unknown place.

She wanted to see what was so mysterious about it.

After reciting Buddhist and Taoist scriptures several times, Li Yingqi felt at peace. He then swallowed the Innate Purple Qi Nourishing Pill, and the gentle yet immense power propelled his three treasures—essence, energy, and spirit—to continuously rise.

Then, he took out a flower petal representing the spirit of Mount Shu and placed it between his eyebrows, thus beginning his path to enlightenment.

Its spirit shone brightly, and the three petals slowly opened.

At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to sense something, and a cloud of red mist appeared out of nowhere, filling the room with a strange fragrance.

Then the sunlight fell on my shoulders like ribbons, and then my aura suddenly changed.

A flash of red light appeared in the sky outside, followed by three claps of thunder.

Inside, however, the atmosphere was tense and menacing, with dark clouds, strange fog, and a cold wind blowing, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, constantly shifting up and down.

Fortunately, Xu Xuan was cautious and had someone throw the Leifeng Pagoda into the void. Such a strange phenomenon would surely attract righteous masters who act on behalf of Heaven if it were outside.

The instigator, however, immersed himself in the spiritual energy of Mount Shu and arrived in a misty realm.

"What is this place?"

The moment the thought arose, the world suddenly became clear.

Above the Golden Summit, clouds and mist swirl, appearing and disappearing intermittently, resembling a celestial palace in a fairyland. On clear days, the sea of ​​clouds surges endlessly, like a snow-white velvet carpet spread across the sky, smooth and thick, a breathtaking sight. As the wind rises and the clouds surge, the mountains appear and disappear, ever-changing, like silver snakes dancing among the mountains, displaying a myriad of magnificent scenes.

At that moment, a mirror flew out from the clouds.

Its material is neither gold nor jade, and it is extremely heavy. The back is inscribed with ancient seal script in the shape of tadpole script and the shapes of dragons and strange birds in the clouds. It appears raised but is without any trace, neither carved nor painted, but deeply embedded in the bone. At first glance, the front has a hazy blue light, but the more you look, the farther it seems to go, revealing a colorful rain of flowers and patches of golden clouds. Wind, clouds, water, and fire appear in the golden clouds, constantly changing and endlessly transforming.

A person emerged from the mirror. He was tall and imposing, with an overbearing demeanor. His features were indistinct, but one could see that he had unusual features and long, slender eyebrows.

"This is Mount Shu."

Why are you the only one?

Changmei sensed something was wrong; the secrets of heaven had been disrupted, and a shocking change had occurred in the first step of the revival of Shushan.

Faced with this miraculous scene, Li Yingqi silently conjured up a long sword.

She thought she could cut it down a bit first.

Xu Xuan was unaware of the events that had transpired inside Leifeng Pagoda; he was currently squatting in a corner, observing the scholars who had come to register.

These people will be the inheritors and disseminators of my ideas in the future, so I must observe them carefully.

Using the power of the White Lotus Dharma Form to observe qi has become a habit for him.

Goodness, looking around, the blue and purple hues are all connected, this batch of students is of very high quality.

Of course, there are also some problematic ones.

"Qiao Feng, go and invite that young master in the red silk jacket down the mountain. Be careful not to make any physical contact when he gets close."

This lewd poison has seeped deep into his bones; at twenty years old, he probably has a chronic illness that has lasted for seven or eight years, which is quite formidable.

If such a poison master were to enter the academy, he could almost wipe out the elderly professors with low resistance.

"The one wearing the golden dragon necklace, please leave too. If you don't leave, we'll just kill you."

This vengeful spirit is haunting him; he's done too many bad things, and even with all the protective charms he carries, he's almost at his breaking point. As he descended the mountain, he gave Qiao Feng a vicious glare, so Xu Xuan secretly shattered all the protective artifacts on him, wishing him a safe distance before he died.

“A young man in a blue scholar’s ​​robe, with a mole on his face, who looked to be over fifty, was also sent down.”

This person practiced evil arts and has the aura of a corpse on their body. They belong to the category of evil sorcerers.

They sent someone to inform Song Youde to set up an ambush at the foot of the mountain, thus achieving a great victory.

The diverse and sometimes chaotic admissions process can be quite a headache.

Of course, there were also some outstanding and positive students who were gratifying, making the senior professors restless on the first day of enrollment.

Sun Zichu of western Guangdong was a renowned scholar who was born with an extra finger and was known for his pedantic and reserved nature.

Professor Gu had a good opinion of him: "When one is obsessed with books, one's will is focused, so a bookworm's writing will surely be excellent."

It means that a person who is obsessed with something has a very focused will, so a bookworm must be good at writing, so where does his obsession come from?

In Xu Xuan's eyes, this person possessed a purplish-blue aura, poised for a powerful surge.

Normally, he would be considered number one, but unfortunately there are many talented people in this year's cohort, making the competition quite fierce.

Xi Fangping of Dong'an, whose filial piety is renowned throughout Jiangnan. His loyalty and filial piety are unwavering, unshakable through countless eons. How extraordinary and remarkable is Xi Sheng!

Although Emperor Gaozu of Han is famous for sharing the spoils, filial piety has always been the cornerstone and tool of rule.

Youzi said, “A person who is filial and respectful to his elders, yet likes to defy his superiors, is rare indeed; one who does not like to defy his superiors, yet likes to cause chaos, has never existed. The superior man focuses on the fundamentals; when the fundamentals are established, the Way arises. Filial piety and respect for elders—are these not the foundation of benevolence?”

According to Confucianism, filial piety is the foundation of one's character and conduct. The recommendation system established during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han for selecting candidates based on filial piety and integrity originated from this.

The older professors also appreciated this kind of student.

Xu Xuan didn't have much of an opinion on this, but he thought the student was probably having a tough time.

Of course, his greatest gain was a young scholar from the north.

Born into the Li clan of Zhuozhou, with the courtesy name Shanchang, he was from Zhuo County, Fanyang. He was the twenty-third generation descendant of Li Shiqi.

He enjoys reading unusual books, especially works on geography in Confucian classics.

I was originally studying in the north, but a while ago my cousin who works in Xin'an County wrote to me about the unusual hydrological changes in the Xin'an River, so I thought I'd come to the south to see for myself.

Given the vast discrepancy between the book's descriptions and reality, it's natural for a young person who enjoys exploring geography and hydrology to be curious.

His father, Li Fan, the governor of Qingzhou, was very open-minded about this, even a little too open-minded, and almost immediately sent his son and part of his family to the south.

After investigation by the three scholars and the professors, it was found that, in the hydrology department alone, no one in the academy could guide this young man.

"Perhaps only Instructor Xu can teach him."

This is Professor Qin's opinion, and it has been unanimously recognized by everyone.

Instructor Xu has been studying hydrology in the library since last year, and has also found many ancient books to study. Even Professor Taishi has brought a lot of books from his family collection.

He even built a riverbed with streams and pebbles on the back mountain of the academy to study the principles.

Teaching a young person should be a piece of cake.

Upon hearing this, Xu Xuan also said, "It's right to leave this student to me."

After all, the other party is an unknowing half-demon, which is why they have a unique sensitivity to mountains and rivers. Perhaps they can become a good helper for the Bao'an Hall in the future.

The first day's harvest was pretty good; the targets were all manageable.

In fact, as long as no reincarnated deity or similar figure appears, Xu Xuan could really roam freely in Jiangnan.

In a good mood, the Holy Father took out a butterfly in the middle of the night and began to remotely control the Taihu Lake battle.

Of course, it wasn't Xiaoqing's side.

But
"Urgent order: The Lidai River troops shall advance thirty li to cooperate with the Lihe Black Fish King in encircling and annihilating the enemy's flank."

That night, the entire demon army of Lidai River was wiped out, arousing the hatred of many demons under the Red Dragon King.

　Working overtime until 10 PM, it would be a waste not to write something. I'll force myself to write even though I'm sick.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)