Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 476 I Saw Her

When the enormous figure had almost completely disappeared, leaving only a vague outline, it said: She is dead!
"The Virgin Mary is not dead, I saw her."

Yun Zhongjun's figure, which was about to disappear, paused, followed by a long silence.

If it's true, then it's not impossible.

The Dongting Lake, thousands of miles away, became lively, while Xu Xuan, in Taihu Lake, unknowingly gained a new karmic connection.

He felt a chill run through his soul, as if he saw a small seal fall into the sand and stones.

"Has good fortune arrived?"

You see, the Father just thought he was in luck and about to find a treasure.

As the interaction between heaven and earth ended with the birth of the Water Lord, the snow returned, and the eight thousand demon soldiers returned to the bottom of the lake to spend the winter.

The people of Baoantang also gathered at Yuwang Temple to congratulate Xiaoqing Dawang.

Even Xu Xuan praised it a few times, after all, the little monster now really has some grandeur.

The expansion of Baoan Temple in the human world was indeed inseparable from the waterways that traversed the entire land.

Xiaoqing accepted everything without question, feeling that she had reached the pinnacle of her demonic life.

Finally, no one else stole my thunder, that's great!

"As you know, I have been studying the Tao Te Ching for many years and have gained some understanding of the Dao of Water."

But before they could even enjoy their breath, the fog reappeared from the void, blocking everyone's view.

At the same time, a pair of soft hands pinched the pretty face of the Water God of Taihu Lake.

Rub it on the left, rub it on the right.

Despite the domineering demand to be released, the Water Lord lacked the necessary authority, magic power, and strength to break free.

Instead, it drew a soft rebuke:

"To recklessly alter the weather—how audacious!"

"go home with me."

“The Tao Te Ching will be engraved a hundred times before it is published.”

It's obvious that Lady White Snake is very dissatisfied with this reckless behavior, which is not at all in line with cultivation.

Despite the collapse of the divine way, the reverence for order has been firmly etched into the past 1,700 years.

Although Xiaoqing had lived for over five hundred years, she had never experienced the era when gods were watching from above and lacked a sense of awe.

Even without divine suppression, a water deity should still be mindful of his own actions and not interfere with the cycle of the four seasons based on his own preferences.

If they act recklessly, wouldn't they become the next scourge?

The water spirit of Taihu Lake was immediately enraged and refused in a low voice: "I don't want to, sister."

What's the point of fighting? What's the point of becoming a Water Lord? Isn't it all for this moment of glory?

Wouldn't it be pointless to drag it away now, leaving it to sit in the egg for so long for nothing?

Bai Suzhen was unhappy when she heard the word "no," and her younger sister was becoming more and more rebellious.

Hmph! Whether I go back or not is up to me.

Seven stars converge, trapping the spirit and locking away its soul.

Silvery-white star chains wrapped around all the spiritual energy nodes around her, binding Xiaoqing into a silly snake.

The Taihu Lake hydrological map in his palm tried to struggle a bit, but once it was held, he obediently closed the book.

The pressure that even the ancient divine sword Han Guang couldn't withstand, naturally, this newly born water-lord artifact also couldn't withstand.

Then, with a flick of his white robe, he put the eggshells on the ground into the box as well.

When the fog dissipated, only the White Lady remained in the same spot.

"I'll take Xiaoqing back to hone her magical powers."

After saying that, it turned into white light and left Taihu Lake.

It was obvious that Taihu Water Lord had been captured, while the loyal subordinates of the Azure Demon King remained indifferent.

Li Yingqi went outside to continue practicing swordsmanship. The recent cycle of the four seasons gave her new inspiration, and she gained some insights into the path of swordsmanship.

Yan Chixia flew back to Dugu Garden to continue teaching Yu Yingnan and Yan Renying, striving to train a successor of the orthodox flying sword path.

The Taoist priest chose to refine the three swords at the Yuwang Temple, hoping to gain the approval of King Yu.

Mud Dragon Yu Bai led his demon soldiers to hibernate or re-equip themselves, all in preparation for next year's war.

Turtle was the most perceptive, following behind the most ruthless boss and always ready to be at his beck and call.

"I have no orders. The day is approaching. Do you have any gifts you wish to receive?"

Gift? Gui Da was completely baffled. What did this mean?

I'm a loyal little turtle, how could I possibly dare ask you for a gift? You'd be asking for trouble!

"It is a human custom to give gifts to the staff who have worked hard all year at the end of the year to thank them for their contributions."

"The demon soldiers are easy to deal with; just give them some spirit stones or the best food."

"But what gifts to prepare for the core members of our Baoan Hall is giving me quite a headache."

Xu Xuan was a very humane person when he was alive.

Year-end bonuses are essential for organizational cohesion, especially since several of the members are young people who appreciate them.

We are here to do great things, but we must also pay attention to the details.

In particular, our Master Qing has a strong obsession with the New Year's gift ceremony.

She has worked incredibly hard this year, and if she isn't appeased, she might stay angry for a long time.

Turtle suddenly realized, "No wonder you're called the boss."

Giving gifts is about expressing your feelings; isn't that how relationships are built up little by little?

Therefore, it suggested that instead of giving away magical artifacts, it would be better to give away some small items that one had crafted oneself.

After all, although the core members of Baoan Hall are not many, their equipment configuration is top-notch. Ordinary magic weapons would be useless if given away, and they can't afford to give away high-end ones.

Xu Xuan immediately realized that this made sense. With his imagination and aesthetic sense, he could make some bracelets or earrings and other unusual items to give away as long as he found good materials.

If we say that the material was just a spur-of-the-moment idea, the small print looks pretty good.

So they took Turtle Big and rushed to Shuiyang River.

This place belongs to Wanling County, Xuancheng Prefecture.

The governor of Xuancheng was also from a prominent family, but he had absolutely no relation to Xu Xuan.

They looked down on those from poor families, so there was no need for them to interact with anyone here; they went straight to their destination.

After walking along the river all night, we finally found our target before dawn: a cluster of spiritual energy gathered at the Shuiyang River node.

"Congratulations to the Hall Master for your extraordinary good fortune and the treasure bestowed upon you by Heaven and Earth."

"As the saying goes, rare and precious materials belong to those with virtue, and that is the case with our Baoan Hall."

Turtle immediately flattered him and then went into the water to retrieve the treasure.

How could the head of the hall do such rough work? It came along specifically to do this kind of work.

When the Holy Father saw the incomplete seal, he felt something was strange. Was this a remnant of divine intervention?

Moreover, a demonic aura, the aura of the Dao Integration Realm, was swirling above it.

Activated by a flash of inspiration, the Water God Seal emitted a glimmer of light and a phantom emerged.

"The King of Taihu Lake, I am the Lord of the Clouds."

In a flash, the Father realized that this mark was not a blessing but a calamity.

Before the other party could finish speaking, Xu Xuan used the White Lotus Technique to adjust his own energy and used the Illusionary Painting Technique to simulate the Three Calamities and shatter the other party's afterimage.

Before dissipating, Yun Zhongjun heard a voice:
"You sent the wrong demon."

"I, the monk Dao Yi of the Illusion Sect, never converse with evil spirits or heretics."

"The Dongting demons are prone to starting wars; just wait for the righteous path to join forces and wipe them out!"

Gui Da looked at the dim Water God Seal and the indifferent-looking Father Xu with heartfelt admiration.

Whether this tactic of diverting blame to other countries is effective or not, it can serve as a tactical deception.

Your actions flowed as naturally as an instinct; you are truly the backbone of Baoan Hall.

Xu Xuan was actually quite startled. He hadn't expected his enemy to be so old-fashioned; he had seen this kind of approach in the miscellaneous teachings of the Pure Land School.

As for Monk Daoyi and his group, it would be good if they could be dragged down with them. A bunch of experts playing hide-and-seek with the White Lotus Sect every day—that's just ridiculous.

The Holy Father's actions once again distorted the heavenly secrets, and at the same time, he obtained a piece of excellent material.

When I got back, I melted it down with karmic fire and then made a bunch of little trinkets to give away.

Water God Seal: Is there no one to speak up for me?

Yun Zhongjun: Was that a human monk just now?
The Great Compassionate Dharma King, who was standing nearby, laughed when he saw this scene, concluding that they were definitely not from the Illusion Sect.

Monk Daoyi only provokes those he can afford to offend; he was quiet and well-behaved back when the Holy Mother was around.

Therefore, "Your Majesty is a monk of the Illusion Sect."

(End of this chapter)