Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 539 Recruiting troops
A large number of ordinary people and pilgrims gathered around to watch the spectacle.

The Taoist priest, who had amassed a considerable fortune in gold and silver through his eloquence and some clever tricks, spotted the passing caravan.

Wow! This carriage, this number of attendants, this chest!
Silently recite the mantra, then bring two fingers together and sweep them across your eyes.

The golden light was dazzling, and an aura of wealth and luxury soared into the sky.

He rolled his eyes and stood up. These poor bastards around him were not worthy of being received by a Taoist priest. They should all get out of his way.

He casually summoned a breeze, causing his Taoist robe to flutter, creating a perfect pose.

"I am a Taoist priest from Maoshan. I travel around, distributing talismans and water to save people from illness and disaster. If you have any problems, come forward."

No one moved forward; even at Da Ci's signal, the convoy continued onward, heading towards deserted areas.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest stamped his feet in frustration.

We can't let the big fish get away.

They immediately took the initiative and followed the convoy. Once they reached the desolate wilderness, they used magic to leap onto the hill in front of them.

"Ahem, Madam, please wait!"

Having said that, he swung his weight around and confidently stood in front of the bicycle frame.

This desolate wilderness is our home turf. If it weren't for the fact that I'm currently practicing a minor technique that prevents me from wantonly killing, I would have already taken care of both the people and the goods.

However, they failed to notice the gloating looks on the faces of the servants accompanying the convoy.

"I am Wang Daoling, a Taoist priest from Maoshan."

"Madam, a demon has been haunting you lately, and its harm is no small matter!"

"I will give you two talismans to save your life. Burn one talisman at midnight, and place the other inside your hair."

"The talisman was obtained by me from the True Lord; it was not easily obtained, and only requires..."

Da Ci didn't speak, but he was very sad.

Why do even the monsters in Jiangnan seem to be in this style?

The rampant materialism here is truly unsightly. Neither the people nor the monsters here have any faith; it's so tragic.

At the same time, I couldn't suppress the anger in my heart.

Having no interest in acting, he coldly uttered, "A mere toad spirit, how arrogant!"

Wang Daoling was dumbfounded, his true identity revealed in a single sentence, and he instantly realized that the person in front of him was the true saint.

Just as he was about to use his escape technique, everything went black.

In the blink of an eye, the five elements of his body were directly dispersed, his demon core was sealed, his demon body was bound, and he knelt on the ground, unable to move.

Da Ci, on the other hand, felt refreshed and his pent-up emotions from the past few days had dissipated somewhat.

Hehe, in Qiantang, if you call me Madam Tao and sell me two talismans, I won't complain.

Once you leave Qiantang, please call me Dharma King.

Without saying a word, he wanted to capture the spirit of the creature and make it his lackey.

Wang Daoling became desperate and kept pleading.

"Please do not make a move, Master. I have received half a talisman at Maoshan, so I am considered a half-outer disciple."

"It was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"We are all righteous beings in the world."

A pure white lotus rose from the Dharma King's palm, shattering all of Wang Daoling's illusions.

Regardless of whether they are righteous, demonic, human, monster, god, Buddha, or ghost, they all have a common villain.

"What bad luck~~~"

A moment later, a Taoist priest with his head hanging down joined the convoy.

The Great Compassionate Dharma King also learned why this fellow had appeared here, as well as the strongholds of the surrounding demon races and Taoist sects.

Wang Daoling originally planned to visit his cousin, another toad spirit, at Calabash Mountain.

It is said that there are two powerful demon kings there, with high cultivation and strong magical weapons, so I want to use this relationship to make friends with them.

Meanwhile, there is a great demon king on Phoenix Mountain in the Jiangnan region named Golden Cymbal Dharma King, whom I also plan to visit.

As a toad spirit who cultivates Taoism, he has little of the demonic habits of ruling the mountains; instead, he is more fond of human beauty.

Because of the evil thoughts in his heart, he could not get into Maoshan and could not learn the true teachings. His magical power and cultivation were in a mediocre position.

I just want to make more connections with impressive people to bolster my own confidence.

Unfortunately, he died before he could achieve his goal, and before he could experience the joy of success, he was drawn into the White Lotus.

My life is ruined.

Da Ci felt that his luck had improved after leaving Qiantang. The first cannon fodder willingly walked into the trap, providing positions for the other cannon fodder.

However, since Calabash Mountain was actually located in a secret realm, she decided to put it aside for the time being.

The rules in the secret realm are special, and there are many restrictions.

The potential gains are great, but the risks are also great; it's best not to take that risk for now.

Why not go to Phoenix Mountain and capture a few demons first, especially that Golden Cymbal Dharma King, who sounds quite capable?

Then, together with Wang Daoling, they will be thrown into Qiantang to stir up trouble.

Let Yu Gong also take action, see what this old rival is really made of now, and see if he can find any trace of the Holy Mother.

This was a well-planned move; the Great Compassionate Dharma King, an enemy lurking in the shadows, was indeed difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, there were a few abnormal practitioners in Qiantang.

After learning that Madam Tao had left Qiantang, Xiaoqing gave up the pursuit and sent a message to Xu Xuan directly.

The rest is up to that man's arrangements.

After being enfeoffed in Xin'an County, her personality was tempered and she became more composed.

"A widow from a merchant family?"

"He and Xiaoqing hit it off immediately, she was very generous, she liked to gossip about Qiantang, and she even took the initiative to get closer to him."

Xu Xuan looked at it for a while and it seemed somewhat familiar.

Isn't this the kind of tactic we often use?
Generally speaking, only a righteous vanguard like us would do something like this; there are no good people among us.

Hmph! No matter what your purpose is, don't even think about disrupting the peace and tranquility of Qiantang.

He immediately replied, praising Xiaoqing for her good vigilance and instructing her to intensify her surveillance. If the other party turns hostile, it means they are a bad person. If they accept the situation, then they are a cunning and manipulative bad person.

After the Awakening of Insects, he will personally go and meet this so-called Zhu family member from Dingtao.

Just then, a wind rose in Dongyang County—an east wind.

The newly appointed governor of Dongyang Prefecture has taken office.

The prefect, who came from the Langya Wang clan, was very knowledgeable about etiquette. After taking office, he first checked the supervision and education of the officials, and then hosted a banquet for various factions.

The work was done flawlessly in just a few days, except for criminal cases, which received little attention.

Who knew that just a few days later...
"I think Lord Zhu's handling of criminal cases during his tenure was too harsh; perhaps..."

A large-scale overhaul of criminal law was launched, and in the name of benevolent governance, it did clear up a number of backlog cases.

Finally, they began clearing out the prisons, re-examining and reclassifying them one by one without getting tired.

Outsiders might think that the Langya Wang clan came from the Legalist school.

Zhuge Liang, imprisoned, was sighing so much that he got a headache.

"This guy really holds a grudge."

"To cover up their pettiness, they went to such lengths to cause me trouble."

"Although I did go quite far back then."

I doubt they'll kill him, but they'll definitely humiliate him. A few dozen beatings and some physical pain are to be expected.

If there had been no choice in the past, that would have been one thing, but now that there is a choice, to still suffer this hardship is a bit brainless.

Hermits are not only afraid of death, but also of pain.

He took out the butterfly, his eyes filled with a complex expression.

In the end, he swallowed his pride and spoke to the butterfly in a literary style for a long time.

The gist of it is that I am not afraid of death, but I feel that my talents can still benefit the people of Kyushu, so I choose to endure humiliation and live on.

Then he tried to make up for it by saying that living requires more courage than dying, and that he happens to be a very courageous person, and so on for a long time.

This draft is both rigorous and apt, as if it had been prepared long ago.

Then the butterfly vanished as a phantom, flying away to Nanshan.

The Father opened the box and said: "I want to live."

Got it, let's go.

Nighttime, Dongyang County prison. This time, they couldn't get in through the prison warden; the former warden had retired and returned to his hometown.

Xu appeared lightly in front of Zhuge Wolong.

With a wave of his hand, the shackles shattered, and the prison door opened.

"Sir, let's go."

The old man was quite agitated.

After all, taking this step is not easy; from now on, I will be going to that magnificent and colorful new world.

To secretly protect the people of Kyushu as a staff member of a righteous organization—what a noble cause that is!

The prison of humanity is gone forever.

Then, as they were walking out, they suddenly paused and asked, "Scholar Xu, are we just going to leave like this?"

Xu Xuan was puzzled; arson was probably a bad idea.

The old man wondered if they shouldn't use some kind of substitution trick to play a trick on their superior.

The stories of immortals and extraordinary people in this era all involve the element of drama.

Zhuge Wolong knew many similar stories, and the most famous reclusive masters of this era all followed the same path.

For example, Zuo Ci playfully tossed a cup at Cao Cao.

After sharing the wine, Zuo Ci angered Cao Cao, who personally drew his portrait and ordered his capture in various places.

Within three days, there were three or four hundred people of similar appearance both inside and outside the city.

They were escorted to the training ground south of the city. Cao Cao personally led 500 armored soldiers to surround them and killed them all.

Each person's neck cavity emitted a wisp of green energy, which gathered in the sky and transformed into Zuo Ci. He beckoned a white crane to ride on the sky, clapped his hands, and laughed loudly, saying: "The earth rat follows the golden tiger, and the treacherous hero is doomed!"

Cao Cao ordered his generals to shoot them with bows and arrows. Suddenly, a fierce wind arose, whipping up stones and sand; the slain corpses all leaped up, carrying their heads, and rushed towards the martial arts hall to attack Cao Cao. The civil and military officials, covering their faces in horror, collapsed to the ground.

They ignored each other.

This is Zhuge Liang's imagination of leaving prison, and he even put on this farce.

He even had poems ready.

Ascending to the clouds, I gaze upon the vast land, roaming freely with unbridled spirit. I casually employ divine arts, enlightening the emperor to the point of no return.

He would fiercely mock the chaos of the world, and then subtly point out the faults of Emperor Jin, thus leaving behind a divine reputation among mortals.

Only in this way can one truly leave this prison.

Xu Xuan: The old man is so old, but he still has a very fancy mind.

You may feel good after all this, but another Grand Astrologer in the court will die.

Moreover, Lord Zhu will also suffer misfortune; he might be transferred from the prefect of Linhai to a death row inmate and escorted to the capital in a couple of days.

After all, they were keeping a deity in the prison, and this deity was specifically opposing the Great Jin Dynasty. No one would believe that he didn't harbor any evil intentions.

Zhuge Wolong agreed, realizing that he still harbored resentment and had lost his rationality.

"Alright, alright, let's not worry about the pomp and circumstance then, let's hurry up and go."

"I don't want to stay in this prison for another second."

The two then walked out of the prison calmly, and the old man, who hadn't seen the bright moon outside for a long time, burst into tears.

I've never felt this carefree and relaxed before, and I even feel a deep resentment that I've wasted these years in this small space.

Xu Xuan didn't urge him, letting him vent his anger.

After all, he was once a prodigy, but he became decadent in middle age and died in prison. It's already a testament to his open-mindedness that he didn't become abnormal after such a life experience.

After two incense sticks had burned, the old man finally calmed down.

"Let's go, to Baoantang, to the New World!"

(End of this chapter)