Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 490 Wandering Around
Xu Xuan's spiritual perception and dream interpretation are similar in nature, or rather, the White Lotus Mother incorporated too many elements into the Incarnation.

He could vaguely sense the change in the atmosphere.

As the saying goes, if the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up, so the abbot had another feast in the backyard.

He habitually lit incense, but the river water splashed out and extinguished it.
The second time, the river water rose again, drenching the abbot as well.

Okay, I don't want to order a third one.

"Bai Zhu, you stay at Jinshan Temple. I'm going out for a while."

After finishing his speech, the abbot returned to the ancestral temple and found the nameless old monk.

They inquired what would happen if something went wrong during the imperial Nuo ritual.

The old monk remained calm. He was no match for you monsters when it came to cultivation, but his hundreds of years of experience were certainly of some use.

“It is normal for Nuo rituals to go wrong or even to be canceled altogether.”

"When a dynasty is nearing its end and is too busy to care for itself, the emperor will have no interest in having shamans perform Nuo rituals."

"Furthermore, as the era of shamans gradually passes, it is quite possible that Nuo rituals will be replaced by other rites in the future."

"As for us practitioners, we will not voluntarily participate in such grand worldly ceremonies."

“Disciples are sent down the mountain to subdue demons and monsters to gain merit, while the rest are slowly worn down by the fortune of humanity.”

Xu Xuan understood; in the public's perception, this was a kind of suffering that the human race could endure repeatedly.

Even on this land, the suffering caused by the time-limited harm of the plague demon's aura doesn't even rank in the top ten.

This is both cruel and realistic.

Young monks like Xu Xuan take the current disaster very seriously, but in the cultivation world, such a thing is not so serious.

This is the difference brought about by time; it's normal for the perspectives of someone who has practiced for two years to differ from those of someone who has practiced for hundreds of years.

The Father accepted it readily, therefore.
"Let's have a water-based Dharma assembly for the monks in the ancestral temple who haven't yet achieved a pure land."

He still made the request, after all, he is still young.

As for anything more, I can't suggest anything else. Anyone in the sect with even a little ability is either suppressing demons somewhere or neutralizing malevolent energy on some ley line. They've already done more than enough.

"can."

Although the old monk had no way to deal with the evil spirits, the Pure Land sect members still liked things related to suppression.

Moreover, this is Fahai's request, so it must be granted.

In the old monk's view, Ruoxu was too concerned with himself and was cultivating only the path of self.

While cultivating in seclusion in the Southern Mountains and occasionally emerging to suppress demons could certainly ensure peace in the world, it was somewhat lacking in something.

Of course, this is based on comparison. Before, Ruoxu did not care about worldly affairs, so the old monk said that only with a single-minded mind could he be brave and diligent, making him a top monk of the Pure Land School who appears only once every three hundred years.

They may even have the opportunity to stand shoulder to shoulder with their predecessors and attain the state of Arhat.

Yes, a new generation replaces the old.

At this moment, the old monk admired Fahai even more, believing that the realm he cultivated was the greatest love for humanity.

Having only practiced for a little over two years, he has already caused so much trouble. Although the state of tranquility and inaction is gone, for a monk, engaging with the world is the general trend.

This is why Zen Buddhism developed so rapidly.

In a few decades, the position of abbot of the Pure Land School might be handed over to Fahai.

Xu Xuan was unaware that he had become the old monk's successor.

After leaving the ancestral temple, we headed to the place in the mortal world where karma was heaviest.

West Lake.

Lady White Snake only had a slight understanding of the Great Nuo ritual in the Zhou Dynasty.

After all, it was the ancient Nuo ritual that lifted the Xin'an River, using shamanistic Nuo dance to summon the power of the ancient water god.

Ancient shamanistic culture contains mysterious power, but its operation is too sophisticated to be passed down, and it requires a specific identity to perform, among other limitations.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have become increasingly desolate and been replaced by Qi cultivators.

Hearing someone mention Da Nuo again still piqued my interest; it felt like a conversation among classic car enthusiasts.

The guy on the other side was just too naive.

"The Great Nuo ritual is to expel all Yin energy and guide it towards Yang."

The essence of the ritual is to consume the dynasty's fortune to sweep across the land and cleanse away all the evil energy accumulated over the year.

This is believed to remove the illnesses of the past year, allowing for a fresh start in the coming year. It symbolizes the removal of lingering ailments and the beginning of a vibrant new year.

This ritual dates back to the Zhou Dynasty. During the Spring and Autumn Period, various states had their own similar methods to exorcise plague demons. It was only after the Qin Dynasty unified China that the more complete Nuo ritual of our time was developed.

Despite the numerous improvements and evolutions made to the rituals by so many talented individuals throughout history, she was powerless to change them.

The key point is that this method can only be implemented by the Humanitarian Imperial Dynasty. Even if you know the Nuo ritual, what can you do about it?

Sweeping across the entire land is far more difficult than lifting a single Xin'an River; it's not a matter of how much magical power one possesses, but rather a matter of authority.

Therefore, this fellow Daoist's fighting spirit is somewhat strange.

"Emperor Wen of Han and Emperor Jin were the true rulers of the nine provinces."

"The tools and the name should not be given to others."

"Would you like to rule the Nine Provinces for the other party?"

That's too early to say.

Xu Xuan said that he had no such intention, but he was worried that if he failed, people would suffer, and if the current situation continued from the next day, the people would suffer a lot.

Having said that, he lost interest in staying at the bottom of West Lake and chatting with the beauty any longer. Everyone at Bao'an Hall outside was busy as bees, and he had to set an example.

He returned to Jinshan Temple to continue working as a firefighter.

In my frustration, I saw the third unlit incense stick and felt a little tempted.

Yes or no.
"If you keep this up, I'll put you, you monster, into the East China Sea eye to keep company with other monsters."

A majestic and domineering voice rang out, and the Dragon King was moved by the person's perseverance.

Every now and then, he could sense that someone was plotting against him, and every now and then he could see that mass of causal aggregate, which really made the dragon feel unlucky.

Since the other party is so fearless of death, then He will see what kind of earth-shattering death plan the other party has.

After listening, she gave Xu Xuan a look that said, "That's it."

"Nuoxi is an ancient technique of the human race, which I have not learned. But if its essence is to activate the imperial dragon energy, then you can do it."

The Dragon Lord spoke with absolute certainty, and Xu Xuan was so frightened that he hurriedly checked his memories.

Could it be that my parents, who passed away long ago, were surnamed Sima?
The kind of melodramatic story where the protagonist is a member of royal blood who has been living among commoners is something from twenty years ago. Surely not!
The Dragon Lord's face twisted in disbelief. "You white lotus is truly...abstract."

He could only explain in detail: "Stimulating the imperial dynasty's dragon energy has both positive and negative aspects, including hostile forces. However, if the golden dragon really leaves the capital, you might not survive."

Got it, Xu Bailian?

As long as you dare to go all out, you can at least sweep through the entire state with the Golden Dragon.

After saying this, the Dragon King revealed a wicked smile and returned to the bottom of the river.

He was really looking forward to seeing what this kid would do, and the fact that the Nuo ritual of the dynasty had not yet begun was completely unimportant.

The fortunes of the North have run into trouble, both internally and externally, and the bad consequences have already been borne out.

Xu Xuan looked at his reflection in the river with some worry. "Aren't you testing my moral bottom line by saying that?"

What kind of demon sacrifices himself to save the world, especially not for some major disaster that absolutely requires such a sacrifice, right?

This is ridiculous.

Butterfly message: Taihu Lake.
A message arrives from Senior Lu in Yangzhou; it is winter in Jizhou.
Message from the sect: Jingzhou.
Xu Xuan felt exhausted and decided to go for a walk.

The monk Baizhu ran over with a compassionate expression and said that a pilgrim from Xuzhou had come to his house. A mountain demon had broken into his home, two of his three sons had died, and he wanted to place the remaining son in Jinshan Temple for foster care.

The Father waved his hand, indicating that it was up to you to decide this matter.

Just outside Jinshan Temple, I saw a fleet of ships returning from Jingzhou, with white banners hanging on the boats and a chorus of weeping sounds.

Upon arriving in Dantu County, I also saw a flow of people fleeing from Kuaiji Commandery. Despite the biting winter wind, I saw the elderly and children barely clothed.

Theoretically, it shouldn't be caused by the aura of plague demons.
The sect has said it, and so has the White Snake.
"Okay, actually I shouldn't have looked at it."

The impact of the letter and the sight of it are worlds apart; God has gone too far.

So what if I incurred a great karmic debt with Heaven and Earth when Guo Bei was punished by Heaven? Why must you send someone to my face?

Whether it's the law of nature or karma is actually unimportant; Xu Xuan probably just didn't want to appear so kind.

After much thought, he actually came up with a new idea.

I left with three fragrant plants in my arms.

(End of this chapter)