Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 55 Green Snake
The girl's tone was full of curiosity.

"It's just appearance. My advice is that if your animalistic nature hasn't been extinguished, you should hide in the mountains and forests and not come out to cause trouble."

Xu Xuan had no intention of adding a human-demon romance to his life like those scholars in tales of the strange and supernatural. Not to mention his own conscience, even his senior brother Ruoxu's Pure Land wouldn't allow it.

Cultivation is already difficult enough, so let's not make it any harder.

"Oh dear, the old monk from Lingyin Temple says so, and you say so too? Are you some kind of scholar-monk?"

The girl, seemingly angry, turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Who is Xu Xuan? He is a master tactician.

I know that although the other person is many generations older than me, it is true that they are not mentally complete.

These kinds of naughty kids are usually the most difficult to deal with; they won't be given up on so easily.

So he secretly became more vigilant and pretended not to know anything as he continued forward.

Sure enough, after turning a corner, they saw a blue-faced, fanged monster baring its teeth and claws, while behind the illusion was a woman with a face of innocent malice.

mischief?
This frightening method has crossed the line for ordinary scholars.

It's not just a saying that someone would die from a ruptured liver and gallbladder; they really don't know their limits!

Since that's the case, I'll teach you a lesson.

Xu Xuan's eyes changed, turning as cold as ancient frost, his killing intent brewing in the depths of the abyss. He raised his hand to draw his sword.

The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the sheath was already radiating the deadly intent of the Big Dipper, its momentum rising sharply, as if a life-or-death struggle was about to unfold at any moment.

The monster immediately became alert, dispelled its illusion, and prepared to block the sword with its instincts.

Only now did she begin to regret her actions, realizing that she had offended a human cultivator, and a legendary, ruthless sword immortal at that.

However, he did not see Xu Xuan's silent kick.

By the time you sense it, it's too late, but there's no need to worry about it.

The strongest point of the demon race is their bodies, honed over hundreds of years; human strength is... sigh...
Her beautiful face instantly contorted, her small face turned deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with pain and disbelief.

With the blessings of the Pure Land, one is immune to all dharmas.

A tremendous force struck, the chanting of Brahma suppressed the demonic soul, and the impermanence of life and death directly broke through the physical body's defenses, allowing this force to crash down without any hindrance.

The girl's petite body was first blasted into a shockwave, causing the ground to crack, and then she flew out like a blue ball, leaving afterimages.

"Ahhhhhh~~~~"

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Its body rolled eighteen times on the ground, each time it hit the ground, creating a small crater. It flew dozens of meters before stopping, and could only hiss in pain.

Even more terrifying was that his demonic power was disrupted by the Buddhist magic, leaving him temporarily unable to fight.

Xu Xuan remained remarkably calm. He was the man praised by his senior brother Ruoxu for his Buddha-like heart, who saw all beings as equal and understood that form is emptiness!
The mere allure of women cannot sway me in the slightest.

At the same time, I was somewhat satisfied. Who says that the Pure Land is boundless and therefore invincible? It can have a great effect even in a small area.

Drawing the sword and kicking the leg—this is the first move of swordsmanship that a true successor of the Pure Land School comprehended on his own by the stream behind the academy.

Look, this unexpected step on the pure land is already a successful first move. I believe that countless humans or demons will fall victim to this move in the future.

If the swordplay of the stream behind the Pure Land Academy had a spirit, it probably wouldn't want to appear in the notes for this move.

In terms of actual strength, the two are not that different.

Xu Xuan had just entered the Dao, while the other party had just taken human form.

The bodies, instincts, and innate supernatural abilities of demons are more suited to low-level combat, and theoretically their combat power is above that of ordinary cultivators.

But wisdom is the key to victory in this battle.

The tactical mastermind, with a calculated strategy, ended the battle in an instant by leveraging the unique properties of the Pure Land.

If they exchanged a couple more blows, Xu Xuan would have to cry for help to have his senior brother suppress the evil spirits in order to avoid revealing the secret of the Finger of No Life.

Unfortunately, no if.

Seeing that the battle was over and the enemy had lost the ability to resist,

The tactical mastermind walked over with a serious expression, determined to make the other party realize that some pranks are dangerous.

Do you really think that his Iron Palm Town of Qiantang is a joke? In just a few short months, he has directly or indirectly cut off the lives of four cultivators.

He can be considered the second best in Qiantang; the first is still my senior brother.

Upon approaching, seeing the fear filling the other person's eyes, he nodded. This lesson should be enough. "Little monster, the human world is dangerous."

"I'll let you off this time because you're naturally free-spirited and don't understand reason."

The Book of Songs, in the section "Wei Feng: Qi Ao", says: "He is good at joking, but not cruel." This means that joking is a skill, and one must be careful not to go too far and hurt others.

"The Analects of Confucius also mentions: 'The good lies in moderation, the mistake lies in excess, and the bad lies in overdoing it.' It all talks about moderation. You are a demon, but you have come to the human world. If you do not want to become a demon, you must learn the principles of the human world."

"Go back and carve a thousand 'person' characters, and reflect on them carefully."

Perhaps it's because the instinct of teachers is so deeply ingrained that they have to reprimand and educate even monsters.

The little monster was under the eaves and had no choice but to bow his head.

After being scolded, she almost burst into tears, and then she answered almost every question.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Xiao Qing."

"Oh, Xiaoqing."

Xu Xuan's smile was somewhat stiff as he silently chanted Amitabha Buddha's name.

"This name is a bit random. Um, you're a snake demon, right?"

"Yes, Green Snake."

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Xu Xuan, Xu Xian?
Although the name is incorrect, I did have a similar association when I first arrived.

Unfortunately, without other corroborating evidence, such as his sister who depended on him for survival, and without Li Gongfu being mentioned in the county government, they could only remain somewhat suspicious.

Could it be...? (From Volume 28 of *Jingshi Tongyan*, by Xu Xuan)

Not necessarily. This is a green snake, not a green fish.

My mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but in the end, it was Zhuangzi's philosophy of heaven and earth and my own that helped me to sort out my thoughts.

No matter what, you can't deceive yourself.

There's a reason behind everything, from the grand cause and effect to the great fortune.

However, having already embarked on the path of cultivation, and even being a potential future Great Demon King, I must follow my own path and not fall into conventional traps.

Not to mention that in this bizarre world, where immortals and gods have vanished, even without Guanyin's guidance, would Bai Suzhen still be able to repay her debt of gratitude?

It was me... I kicked Xiaoqing away.

The kind with eighteen pits.

I ask you wise sages, is there any way to persuade the other party not to hold this kick against us?

In the awkward atmosphere, Xiaoqing's demonic energy regrouped, and a little bit of courage returned with it.

He raised his eyes and carefully examined this despicable scholar.

The green demonic aura obscured the view before turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing from the spot.

Only a resentful remark lingered in the air.

"You scholar-monk, I, Xiaoqing, will remember you!"

Back in the courtyard, Xu Xuan sat there all night.

One moment she's Bai Suzhen, the next she's Xiaoqing, who looks like a rubber ball.

The more I think about it, the more distorted my thought process becomes.

"Although I don't know which version it is, it wouldn't be too much to ask for a sword strike as soon as we meet."

"Let's see how skilled you are after 1,700 years of cultivation."

"If all else fails, the Iron Palm can suppress the Qiantang River, and it can certainly find a way to suppress the White Snake as well."

It's clearly a love story, but it's been interpreted to this extent.

Xu Xuan was no ordinary man.

(End of this chapter)