Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 468 Taking on Another Disciple

Yet, for him, it felt somewhat real.

After much deliberation, Dragon King gave a vague answer to this question.

"It seems that ordinary cultivators in the human world are no longer in your sight."

"At this time, the world is in chaos, and immortals, Buddhas, and saints are nowhere to be found."

"There are ways to transcend human limits, and the remaining traces of the contingent are even more secretive."

“There may be more than one madman like Kasyapa, who hovered between life and death and was trapped by his obsession with spreading the Dharma.”

"I am merely undefeated in the mortal realm, not invincible."

"You little rascal, watch yourself."

That's all I have to say; the rest is up to you to figure out.

The Father's understanding is not good at doing serious things, but it is quite commendable in this kind of matter.

My mood soured after hearing that; it turns out there really is such a thing.

I always said that the maps of the human world and the underworld can't be navigated so easily; I shouldn't have had any wishful thinking before.

However, to be fair, the Yangtze River Dragon King is truly powerful.

Judging from his expression, he wouldn't be afraid even if a Bodhisattva or Arhat suddenly appeared on the Yangtze River.

When the moonlight dimmed, the Dragon King had had his fill of fun.

As he was leaving, looking at the reluctant Fahai Zen Master, he made it clear that he could come to the Yangtze River at will, but he was not allowed to cause trouble.

"By the way, if the Green Snake sees the divine decree when it awakens, be sure not to touch it in the slightest."

After saying that, he disappeared from the riverbank.

Xu Xuan stood by the river for a while, feeling the breeze, and sighed that he truly was a master among masters, and that his words contained so much information.

Then he disappeared from the place, leaving only the temple supervisor, Guangliang, looking at the mess of cups and plates with some distress.

The abbot drinks alcohol and eats meat?!
Xu Xuan was in a good mood when he returned to the academy.

After class, I called out to Li, who was about to go play Cuju (ancient Chinese football).

In just a few months, our relationship has grown much closer.

Teacher Xu upheld the principle of teaching without discrimination, imparting all the geographical knowledge he could to future generations.

The value of knowledge in ancient times is self-evident, especially when it is a unique copy, so advanced that it transcends its time.

To do this despite the risk of being struck by lightning—that kind of magnanimity and composure far surpasses that of others.

Even the son of the governor was deeply impressed and admired by the monument to knowledge.

Instructor Xu is very competent in teaching and answering questions.

His teachings were particularly moving to his students.

He privately encouraged and supported the other person's dream of traveling the world instead of becoming an official, making him an absolute mentor.

It should be understood that even if hermits do not advocate becoming officials in this day and age, they do not encourage focusing their minds on miscellaneous studies.

This unconventional approach was truly bold, and naturally it earned the students' trust.

Li has repeatedly pleaded to be accepted into the inner sect, even if it means losing the reputation of the Three Wonders and Liang Zhu.

Taking on apprentices and becoming a disciple is a two-way selection process.

Xu Xuan did not lower his standards just because the other party was a celebrity, and he only expressed his satisfaction after several months of observation.

He is pragmatic and knowledgeable, has a solid foundation, and is of excellent character.

They are very diligent in their work, and their future life will be smoother than most people's.

Because the other party is destined to accumulate merit.

Li studied the Way of Nature, and his work went beyond simply recording river information; it also included information on the lives and customs of the people living along the riverbanks. His work can be considered the most comprehensive and systematic geographical treatise ever created.

If all the achievements in the book are confirmed, it would be a great blessing from heaven.

May you be free from illness and disaster in this life, and enjoy good fortune and smooth sailing. May you be reborn into a good family in your next life.

With Xu Xuan involved this time, dozens of rivers have already been recorded, starting with Taihu Lake, and the future merits are very considerable.

This surpasses many of Master Xu's disciples.

Since the other party has always wanted to become an apprentice, today is the right time.

He didn't pat the other person on the back of the head three times; such a subtle thing, besides a monkey, shouldn't be something anyone could understand on their first encounter. He said very directly, "Shan Chang, come find me at the back mountain tonight."

Li was suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration and was overjoyed.

That night, on the back hill of the academy.

Xu Xuan is standing here striking a pose.

The mountain breeze blew through his light-colored scholar's robes, making him resemble a graceful poet wandering in the mountains.

When the students arrived, he nodded, then lifted his sleeve and threw something out.

"Let's see."

"This is the reality of the world."

A colorful butterfly fluttered up and down from the woods and danced around Li.

Then came one, two, three, their light swirling, seemingly real yet not illusory.

In the winter, vibrant butterflies gather in one place, their light radiating outwards, transforming into blurred butterfly wings.

Dragging a dumbfounded classmate, it flew into the air and sped through the moonlight, leaving a trail of afterimages with each flight.

The silly child high in the sky stared at everything with his mouth agape.

Looking down at the scattered lights of Qiantang River, the shimmering West Lake under the moonlight, and the blurry mountains and waters in the distance.

The cold wind was blocked by the light of inspiration, and my heart was already burning with passion.

What could better represent the other side of the world than this?

This is beyond anything that can be compared to passing through walls; this is flight! Humanity's dream!

Even Xu Xuan was amazed by his senior brother's skill after he entered the Daoist path, and the son of the governor's family was even more unable to resist it.

He believed that his greatest fortune in coming to Jiangnan was arriving at Chongqi and choosing the right temple.

This is absolutely divine magic! Master Xu is also an immortal!
When he flew back to the back mountain, Li knelt on the ground and refused to get up. The fanaticism in his eyes was terrifying. He wouldn't get up until the immortal took him in today.

Ordinary people who encounter a divine encounter are bound to go mad.

Xu Xuan felt as if he had used too much force.

Even the Three Wonders and Zhu Yingtai weren't like this back then.
Oh, Sanqi was imprisoned in the dead city of Guobei at that time. Although the scene was bigger than this, the life-or-death situation didn't have time to be shocking.

When he encountered Zhu Yingtai, she was already dead, so the ghost could float away on its own and naturally there wouldn't be much of a commotion.

Forget it.

The results are good.

He helped the disciple up and handed him a butterfly, which served as the mark of the sect.

There are still sect missions to complete.

The next day, Li, who had just become a disciple, arrived at Xishan in Taihu Lake in a daze.

"You've always been curious about why your teacher knows so much about the hydrology of Taihu Lake."

"That's why."

"Keep up the good work, and I'll give you a little gift when the Taihu Lake hydrological record is completed."

After saying this, Master Xu left the place, and his working life began.

A white glass bead illuminated the entire room from above, and the room was fully furnished with tables, chairs, benches, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, as well as a huge map of the Taihu Lake hydrology for reference.

At first, Li, who was behind the table, was quite happy, thinking that there was a shortcut to take.

Now, his expression was somewhat terrified; this shortcut was rather frightening.

It was only because a giant crab, several heads taller than him, was standing opposite him blowing bubbles.

"Scholar, didn't you want to ask about the water system of the Hundred Rivers? Go ahead and ask."

"It's very cold on the shore, okay?"

These words startled him back to his senses. He forced himself to calm down and communicate with the other party, such as discussing the myths and legends of the Jingxi Hundred Rivers and the direction of the water flow.

He wrote with great speed and skill, not wanting to disturb the other person's hibernation.

Once the questioning is complete, Yu Bai, who is standing at the door, will call the next person in.

The hydrology of Taihu Lake is being completed at an alarming rate.

(End of this chapter)