Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 561 Giving Chinese a Shock

Then the Father began to diligently clean up the battlefield.

They chanted scriptures, performed magic, and even cleared away several large, spiritually connected fish in the vicinity.

Fortunately, the East Sea has its own purifying power, which saved a lot of effort.

The two then began their return to the interior, heading straight for the barren mountains—that was the real post-war project.

According to Bai Suzhen, if the pantheon of mountain gods and local deities still existed, Xu Xuan would definitely have been caught by the Heavenly Net for all the things he had done.

They were sent to the Demon-Slaying Platform to suffer the punishments of being hacked, chopped, stabbed, and gouged out by knives, axes, spears, and swords.

What kind of cultivator recklessly destroys terrain? How is that any different from a demon?

As the saying goes, "Heaven and earth possess great beauty but do not speak of it; the four seasons have clear laws but do not discuss them; all things have inherent principles but do not explain them."

"Those who cultivate themselves should understand that he who conquers others has strength, but he who conquers himself is mighty."

"You are also a monk of the Third Realm, and your every move has a great impact on the world. You can't be so presumptuous in the future."

"The difference between the righteous path and the demonic path also exists in every word, deed, thought, and action."

Bai Suzhen is not Xiaoqing; she possesses profound cultural literacy and adheres to the orthodox values ​​of the cultivation world.

The person in question felt somewhat ashamed, realizing that they were indeed being very environmentally unfriendly.

The main reason is that the large-scale battles were all left to the underworld, and the occasional outbreaks in the mortal realm were all in secret realms, so we really didn't pay attention to that.

They flew all the way and scolded him the whole way, until Xu Xuan finally promised that he wouldn't do it again.

Sure enough, once we passed through the clouds, we saw a colorful world.

Buddha's light, demonic aura, dreamlike illusions—all sorts of lights and shadows were mixed together.

An ordinary person would go insane upon seeing this; they wouldn't be able to withstand such a mental shock.

Meanwhile, Qilicha was working with a bitter expression on his face.

Believe it or not, this guy has some skills. He somehow managed to cool the lava on the ground and solidify it into large chunks of volcanic rock.

They managed to fill in the large craters that Birch had smashed, and roughly repaired many of the splashed cracks.

As for the rest, there was nothing that could be done; the magical fluctuations that permeated the land could not be dispelled.

After all, these powers are at such a high level that even dealing with the nightmare left behind by Birch is a struggle for it.

Not to mention the combined power of the Wisdom Kings, the Eight Legions of Dragons, and the Pure Land.

Xu Xuan was instantly overwhelmed.

They were having too much fun while they were fighting, and now it's a disaster to clean up the mess.

First, awaken 30,000 karmic ghosts. These ghosts, who were planted in the ground like crops, staggered to their feet, their faces filled with unyielding fear.

I just experienced another day in Guobei. I woke up from a nightmare and saw the real holy monk. So nightmares don't end, right?

Several people burst into tears on the spot.

I regret it, I regret that I should have been a good person when I was alive!

How did they fall into his clutches? They were torn between life and death, and every day they chanted sutras in the Pure Land to provide spiritual power while enduring the scorching fire of karma.

They also have to be dragged out from time to time to fill in for others, recite poems, and pose for photos.

Fighting in groups is his old profession, but with the rapid increase in combat levels, the Karmic Ghost can only clear out the minions and serve as cannon fodder.

When will this kind of life end?!
She cried loudly, while doing odd jobs like moving stones and cleaning cracks.

Xu Xuan was oblivious to the tears of these ghosts; why didn't he do this earlier?

What worries him now is the missing half of the mountain range, broken into pieces, and the magical fluctuations all over the ground.

Building is much harder than destroying; we don't have any benevolent spells in our skill slots.

As is widely known, the Father was a man who was good at asking for help.

His gaze drifted to the beautiful woman beside him, but he didn't say anything; after all, he was a tough guy who cared about his image.

Bai Suzhen sighed softly.

If we don't help him, we will suffer the karmic consequences of Heaven.

Then, looking down at the broken mountain range below, it was a scene of devastation, with streams buried, vegetation withered, as if it had lost all vitality.

A hint of pity flashed in his eyes.

"I am not skilled in the art of moving mountains, so I can only give it a try."

A faint blue light emanated from his fingertips, suddenly becoming profound and vast. His robes fluttered as he silently chanted incantations, his voice deep and resonant, seemingly emanating from ancient times, carrying boundless power. In an instant, the blue light in his hand transformed into a long whip, its blade shaped like a dragon, with thirty-six runes flashing across it.

With a single wave towards the void, the earth's information, manifested as streams of light, entered. With another wave, streams of light from the mountains flew in. With each wave, different streams of light from the earth's veins flew in.

The whip continued to extend in length, and the runes shone ever brighter.

After a full incense stick's time, the flowing light stopped.

"Whip the mountain, move the stones, and return it to its place!"

A soft shout, though not loud, seemed to pierce the clouds and shake the earth.

The whip flashed like lightning, slicing through the sky and heading straight for the broken mountain range. Wherever the whip passed, the broken boulders seemed to come alive, slowly rising and returning to their original positions.

The rocks that had disappeared reassembled from the earth and flew into the air.

As magical power was continuously injected, the fractured mountain peaks gradually closed up under the guidance of the whip's shadow, as if they were being gently kneaded together by a pair of invisible hands.

A bead of sweat appeared on her forehead, clearly indicating that even this great supernatural power of whipping mountains and moving rocks was not an easy task for her.

An hour later.

"All right."

"Fortunately, this is just an unnamed hill. If it were any bigger, only immortals and gods could shake it."

"If it is a famous mountain or great river, even a saint cannot help it."

At this moment, a strangely shaped mountain stands in place, its surface bare, devoid of any greenery. The exposed rocks are grayish-white, as if stripped of their outer garments by time, leaving only a jagged skeleton. The mountain's outline is bizarre and twisted, as if it were haphazardly piled up from countless huge boulders, with sharp edges and corners, yet without any discernible pattern.

Xu Xuan was stunned. This was called not being good at it? This was called giving it his all?
These are mountains in nature, not some barren land in a pristine environment that can be molded and flattened at will.

Is it all pieced together so neatly and beautifully?
The application of the Earth Element in the Whip Mountain and Move Stone technique made him dizzy, and he couldn't understand a single thing about it.

Bai Suzhen blushed slightly, feeling as if the mountain was mocking her aesthetic sense.

So we decided to add some greenery to make the corrections.

Xu Xuan quickly stopped him, saying, "You're sweating, you should rest."

"No need, the supernatural power I just used is not in line with my nature."

"Things will be much easier from now on."

Well, he, a mere saint, simply doesn't understand the affairs of the big shots.

Bai Suzhen's attack was indeed much easier this time; she didn't need to use hand seals, and the air was filled with endless water vapor.

"The wind is coming."

All that could be heard was the howling wind, with sand and stones flying up and down the mountain.

"Yunlai."

It departed from the sea on the wind, and emerged from Kunlun with the rain. In an instant, it filled the heavens and the earth, and in a moment, it shrouded the world in dust. At this moment, a hazy mist had already descended, and thick clouds hung heavy. Even the clouds and mist from Dongting Lake all around joined in, transforming into a cloud curtain that blocked out the sun.

"Thunder comes."

On the day of the Awakening of Insects, thunder was particularly active.

Like the Thunder God's fury, riding a fiery beast backwards down from the heavenly gate; like the Lightning Goddess's anger, whipping golden snakes wildly from the Dipper's palace. A deafening roar of thunder shattered Iron Fork Mountain; a soft patter of red silk flew out of the Eastern Ocean. The faint sound of rolling carts echoed, and the shimmering light of drifting rice grains filled the air. All things sprouted anew, and countless insects awakened from their hibernation.

"Rain is coming."

The White Snake commands, and a torrential rain sweeps across the heavens and earth. Its force is like the Milky Way cleaving the chasm, its speed like clouds flowing over the sea. The Milky Way pours down from the sky, and white waves surge before the mountains. Truly, mulberry fields transform into a vast ocean, and in an instant, the land is engulfed in rolling waves.

In an instant, the mountain streams began to flow again, nourishing the parched land. Grass and trees grew rapidly, and the dead branches and leaves were revitalized, becoming lush and green.

Birds and beasts seeking refuge from afar seemed to sense this vitality and gathered from all directions, as if celebrating the revival of this land.

Upon seeing this, Bai Suzhen slowly withdrew her magic power, and the thunder ceased, the wind subsided, the rain dispersed, and the clouds cleared.

I took another look at the reshaped mountain range. Hmm... not bad. Covered in green, it has gained a more aloof and strange air.

"Chinese characters, is that alright?"

Xu Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

It can move mountains and rocks with its whip, and summon wind and rain.

The big man is still the big man. The arrogance that arose after defeating the Great Compassionate Dharma King was first shattered by the whip, and then washed away without a trace by the storm.

　I was a bit emotional today and didn't write much; I'll make up for it tomorrow. Also, today is the last day of the Qidian recharge event. There's a recharge event in the event center, so everyone can go and make a purchase.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)