Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 525 Pack it up and take it away
Despite being a ghost king of the underworld, he possessed a rather composed demeanor, even displaying a somewhat Buddhist air.

The Ghost King present was somewhat restless, yet also excited.

"King Kilimanjaro?!"

"King Kilicha! What's going on here?!"

"Is Mount Bazhong going to confront Mount Heishan?"

This person is almost the opposite of King Qilishi, representing benevolence and the ability to have all one's wishes fulfilled.

He is both a benevolent deity from the Western Regions and a ghost king from the Central Plains. His connections with Buddhism are more extensive than those with his close brothers, and he is no longer just a simple brute.

One of the guardian deities often summoned by Buddhist disciples from other realms, since the power of wishes is still quite effective.

The ghost kings began to take this one seriously.

If Qili and the others can't win a direct confrontation, they can resort to other methods; if they still can't win by using other methods, they can escape.

But King Qilicha is in trouble. Its abilities are similar to the innate supernatural powers of King Sanyang, both being rule-based, and it is even better at preserving its life.

This kind of enemy is the most difficult to deal with, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief; thank goodness, this kind of enemy was the easiest to deal with.

Anyone who uses curses, luck, or vows never ends well in front of the scholar and monk, so he went down the mountain and invited them to a banquet.

"I have come to see Qilishi. Please do not misunderstand."

He was concise and to the point, having no intention of greeting the ghosts and monsters on the mountain, and even unwilling to approach the cold-faced but warm-hearted Green Demon King.

King Qilicha, like King Sanyang, hesitated on the dividing line, feeling that something was amiss.

The power of wishes is inherently elusive and uncertain, which also makes its sensitivity quite remarkable.

Trusting his intuition, the Ghost King turned to leave, leaving Qi Lishi with the instruction to return to Mount Bazhong after the banquet.

It seems they really can escape this calamity, but unfortunately...
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

No sooner said than done, just as the cold wind began to rise, strategist Xu emerged from a hidden corner and called out loudly.

He extended the most sincere invitation, his eyes filled with genuine, radiant light.

These words possess a unique and extraordinary power, comparable to supernatural abilities. When wielded by the Holy Father, they naturally become even more lethal.

Even a cautious and shameless ghost king like Qilicha fell for the trick.

From the moment this person appeared, the eerie and dangerous atmosphere of Black Mountain vanished, and it appeared completely ordinary.

Moreover, the person in front of him kept persuading him to go up the mountain for a get-together.

The renowned Bazhong Mountain may be famous, but the Demon King of Sanyang of Baodu Mountain doesn't think so.

The Black Mountain Lord discovered the secrets of Buddhism; if any of the disciples of the Western Ghost Emperor are interested, they can explore it together.

In short, the tactics employed included enticing them with benefits, appealing to their emotions, explaining the reasons behind their actions, and threatening them with force—using various persuasive techniques from different angles.

The first half of the Analects, Book 2, Chapter 2, was implemented very comprehensively, while the second half, including principles such as governing by law, guiding by conduct, encouraging by perseverance, persisting by persistence, learning by perseverance, acting with virtue, leading by virtue, and regulating by propriety, was completely ignored.

Even if the King of the Underworld possesses supernatural powers, how can he possibly deal with a well-prepared demon from the human world?

After struggling for a moment, he actually felt that what strategist Xu said was right, and it wouldn't be bad to go up the mountain and meet up with Qi Lishi.

"In that case, let's go up the mountain."

Xiaoqing, who was traveling with him, gave him a look: Can you handle it?
Xu Xuan gave him a look: No problem with that.

Upon arriving at the main hall, Qilicha first greeted several ghost kings he knew, though he was somewhat puzzled as he didn't see Qilishi.

But then I saw Ji Rui lying in the center, wearing a cassock.

Huh?
What a strange aura, what a detached Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's aura.

Unlike other ghost kings, after careful examination, it discovered that this person should have no connection with Buddhism.

Although I had never seen such a transformation of chaotic fortune before, I could sense a special power being born from my own essence. This power was further enhanced by the power of will, which catalyzed this change. It was truly miraculous.

However, this state is indeed deceptive and not easily discernible.

When this result was announced, many ghost kings were puzzled, because if King Qilicha could see through it, there was no reason why the Black Mountain Demon couldn't.

In terms of the length of time he has been involved with Buddhism, this old monster has been the longest.

The atmosphere was a bit eerie; could there be a conspiracy?

Qilicha's unease returned. He looked around but couldn't find his brothers or the ominous aura of the Scattered Calamity Ghost King.

Even more terrifying, it saw traces of the power of will.

On that eloquent ghost strategist, there was a faint, terrifying, and unimaginable power of will entwined.

Moreover, this was only because the other party took the initiative to urge it; otherwise, I wouldn't have noticed it even if it were right in front of my eyes.

He jumped to his feet, took a few steps back, pointed at the man, and shouted:

"Who the hell are you?!"

Good question!
These words provided the best possible excuse for those who uphold justice.

When it came time to close the net, Xu naturally didn't need to pretend anymore, or rather, he didn't need to pretend to be anything big.

He laughed inwardly, and immediately underwent a magnificent transformation. Dark karmic fire formed a pillar of fire that reached the sky. When the fire dissipated, the true form of the underworld appeared.

Wearing a crimson lotus crown, with two fluttering leaf ribbons at the back of her head. Demonic flames illuminate her path ahead, and two rings behind her divide the sun and moon.

His whites were as black as night, and his crimson eyes burned like fire.

Same location, different enemies—it's truly a poignant situation for me.

With his magic fully unleashed, the boiling yin energy, evil energy, and malevolent energy all transformed into power flowing into his body.

Just like back then, I sighed softly: "May the Bodhisattva help me!"

With hands clasped together, I spin!
The sacred mountain hangs upside down, heaven and earth are turned upside down, and all the ghosts are terrified.

The pure, undefiled, equal, and perfect light of Buddha covered the black earth that had previously been shrouded in ignorance, confusion of right and wrong, inability to distinguish between good and evil, and a place of delusion and evil deeds.

Ten thousand golden rays shot out, flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and celestial maidens scattered flowers.

Black Mountain transformed into Gold Mountain. Like a sacred place for preaching the Dharma, golden Buddha light illuminates the world.

The sounds of chanting resounded, and a strange fragrance wafted through the air, rising from the clouds. A sacred spring gushed forth, and the trees grew lush and verdant, bearing the four treasures of gold, silver, lapis lazuli, and crystal. Seven-jeweled golden banners, seven-jeweled flowers and leaves, and other Buddhist scenes adorned the scene.

Furthermore, eight great heavenly dragons and thirty thousand Arhats emerged from the Pure Land, chanting hymns in unison:

Emerging from the lotus-covered pure platform, the wondrous teachings of Pure Land are revealed.

The fierce Vajra subdues demons and monsters, while the compassionate Vajra delivers the evil spirits.

They're back, they're back again.

Standing atop the mountain at this moment is not the demonic monk, but the righteous light who transformed the vengeful ghosts of the city of the unjustly dead, who once traversed five hundred miles!
The Demon Monk's second transformation, the Underworld-limited white-robed holy monk skin is now available, with a design that emphasizes holiness.

It can be said: A majestic and dignified countenance, elegant and refined; Buddhist robes fit perfectly, as if tailor-made. Radiant light fills the universe, myriad colorful patterns condense into the cosmos. Buddhas and celestial beings, large and small, high and low, Stars and constellations, noble and lowly, are distinguished to the left and right. Master Fahai is greatly fortunate, worthy to receive this present object. He is like a living Arhat in the Pure Land, surpassing even the true enlightenment of the Western Paradise. Truly, this is the undeserved transmission of a Buddhist disciple, surpassing even the Bodhi tree without falsehood.

A gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, and the white monk's robes rustled sharply against the golden sacred mountain.

The person's face was overflowing with compassion.

"I am Fahai!"

"Now that you have seen me, why do you not bow?"

The thunderous sound reverberated through the void, and some with weak wills actually knelt down on the spot, adding to its imposing aura.

This entrance was absolutely stunning; the Green Demon King was so envious he almost stabbed the guy in the back.

You're such a jerk to always keep the good stuff.

The little monster pretended to be a domineering demon king for several days, only to find that the highlight of the script wasn't in his hands. He's been suppressed in terms of billing order, bro!

The ghost kings were somewhat flustered; these were demonic monks from the Pure Land Sect!

That's how the Black Mountain Demon was dealt with back then, and now you're coming again? What do you take our Eighteen Levels of Hell for?!
Qilicha looked at the bottom of Jinshan Mountain in shock and anger, where countless chains blessed with Sanskrit characters bound a huge ghost king, which was none other than the missing Qilishi!
Qi Lishi also looked upwards and roared:

"Run!"

"You are no match for this demon!"

The grief and panic in his words truly reached the ears of all the ghost kings, but it was too late.

Just as Qilicha was about to unleash his supernatural powers to save the ghost, a glance caught his eye, and his fear intensified!

Marks appeared at the boundary of Jinshan, like petals of a heavenly flower that could envelop the boundless pure land, and they were firmly closing, seemingly to seal off the world within a world.

This is the Blue Lotus Womb Realm, the authentic Ksitigarbha Dharma. It can seal countless desires and wishes, and can also seal dozens of ghost kings.

The ghost was so frightened that it panicked. Could it be that Ksitigarbha had a hidden plan, and the successor was the demonic monk in front of it?

Bodhisattva, we in the Western Bazhong Mountain have long admired Buddhism, why not choose us?

How can such a wicked and despicable person bear this responsibility?

It was at a loss and could only resort to its supernatural powers in response to its will to survive.

As the fire god of the southwestern region outside the region, and a protector of Buddhist vows, this supernatural power is very strong. It can melt away wishes, melt away the future, melt away anything beneficial, and then bless oneself.

Unfortunately, Xu Xuan's black sun had an instinctive craving for this kind of technique, and his wonderful supernatural power was completely devoured.

Qilicha screamed and fell down next to Qilishi.

This calmed down the angry Qilishi somewhat. After all, it had never been blessed with good fortune since its birth, while the opposite was blessed with all sorts of small blessings.

Seeing my old friend suddenly fall like this, I have mixed feelings.

The other ghost kings attacked everything in the Pure Land like headless flies, but the Holy Father had already disappeared.

Only 30,000 karmic demons remained here to fight them, or rather, to disperse the enemy's attacks.

The Father said that those who perform well this time will have a chance to leave this land and be utterly destroyed.

Outside, Xu Xuan's face was somewhat pale.

We can't win by fighting, so we have to resort to some tricks.

Even with the blessing of the Azure Lotus Womb Realm, the Pure Land was only temporarily sealed off. Xiao Qing carried him frantically towards the Yin-Yang passage of the Sixth Great Prison.

The commotion here couldn't be kept secret; many of the great ghost kings in the Five Directions Ghost Emperor's dojo had already come to take notice.

Fortunately, the retreat of Baoan Temple was always very smooth, and the diversionary tactics set up in other places also worked.

They finally got a chance to rush into the Yin-Yang passage.

As Xiaoqing crossed the boundary, she casually stuffed some Five Elements Divine Thunder into the area, which immediately detonated it.

The moment they rushed out, one of Ji Rui's family's ancestral graves was blown up, and at the same time, the passage opened by some unknown conspirator was also destroyed.

The two then separated and continued their flight.

Xiaoqing returned to Qiantang and placed Ji Rui, Zao, and Ning Caichen in the courtyard. Qingyou stayed there sweeping, as this was the safest place in the entire Jiangnan region.

Xu Xuan, on the other hand, went straight to the Donglin Ancestral Temple.

He laughed wildly as he flew, his joy undisguised even as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Let's boost sales at the beginning of the year!

It's always the underworld that kidnaps people from the living world, but this time we'll kidnap ghosts from the underworld.

Our Pure Land School specializes in suppressing evil spirits; do you understand the value of a Demon-Suppressing Ground?

This time, more than a dozen ghost kings were thrown in, which should at least give the Buddha's golden alms bowl a good boost.

That way, I can take it out and have fun again next time.

"Tsk tsk. You ghost kings..."

"But these are the qualifications for my promotion."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie"

　6000 today!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)