Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 564 The Miracle of the Holy Mother
The academy, Class B3.

Ready to evolve!

Xu Xuan sat cross-legged, his hands forming a mudra, his body enveloped in a faint white halo, like a blooming lotus flower, holy and mysterious.

The white lotus image sits cross-legged and forms mudras in sync with the microcosm of the human body, its petals layered upon each other, emitting a soft light that envelops it.

With each breath, the light emanating from his image flickered.

The crystal-clear fruit in front of me transformed into a stream of light that flowed down my throat and into my body.

In an instant, the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit seemed to be ignited, rapidly expanding.

In his once calm dantian, spiritual energy surged like a river, rapidly filling his entire body.

The body was undergoing a miraculous change. The essence from the demon body of Boqi had long been completely refined by the Finger of No Life and was now fully integrated into his own body.

Her ethereal beauty and jade-like bones were further enhanced, her skin became more radiant and glowed with a faint golden light, and her bones became more resilient and contained the sounds of Sanskrit Buddhist chants.

The Dharmakaya is as solid as Vajra, and both the eternal and the ultimate truth coexist.

His strength was growing rapidly, as if a single punch could shake a mountain and a single kick could shatter the earth.

He was facing off against Qi Lishi. At least he could easily crush Qi Licha.

On the existing foundation, we have taken another small step towards becoming indestructible.

At the same time, the flow of spiritual energy in the meridians becomes smoother, and the connection between the microcosm of the human body and the macrocosm of heaven and earth becomes closer.

The major acupoints throughout his body seemed to nurture countless deities and Arhats, capable of mobilizing the power of heaven and earth for his own use at any time.

The shackles of magical power were broken, raising the ceiling of instantaneous output. It had a touch of the immeasurable power of Mahayana.

Maha, in Qin language, means "great" or "more or less". Maha Wuliang means: extremely high, extremely strong, and immeasurable.

There were two main characters who would spin like tops and break the law of conservation of energy at any moment; that's what they relied on.

But most importantly, it was God's transformation.

The most subtle changes in the world appeared in the divine sense, and the already extremely active spiritual sense almost soared into the heavens again.

The white lotus Dharma form appeared in the outside world and began to gradually merge with the Dharma body.

Gradually, my mind sank into a mysterious state.

A faint sound seemed to reach my ears, a sound that was both distant and intimate, coming from the depths of the void and resonating from the bottom of my heart.

The voice was soft and warm, a mother's whisper, a murmur of heaven and earth, carrying an indescribable peace and tranquility.

As the sound gradually calmed my mind, all distracting thoughts were washed away, leaving only a pure tranquility and joy.

Vacuum Homeland?

With his spiritual awareness heightened once again, Xu Xuan saw the illusory world that the Great Compassionate Dharma King had drawn out with his final move.

Then it transformed into lotus seeds and was cast into the world.

Imagine being in a boundless void, with no sky, no earth, no time, and no space—just pure nothingness.

In the depths of this void, he sensed a strange power surging within him. That power was both strange and familiar, as if it originated from the same source as the White Lotus Dharma within him.

With a single thought, light appeared in the void, dispelling the endless darkness. With another thought, the earth appeared in the void, with mountains, rivers, plants, and all living things manifesting one by one.

The creation myth of the Virgin Mary is reenacted.

The leader of the White Lotus Sect in the North and the two Dharma Kings were in seclusion when their consciousness was suddenly drawn outside their homeland.

Their souls met and were equally shocked and speechless. They had returned just like that?
Despite wavering faith, upon seeing this scene, he immediately knelt down and listened to the Mother's command.

But where are the two Dharma Kings, Da Ci and Da Bao? Weren't they the most devout?

A thousand thoughts flash through my mind, but I actively suppress them and guard my mind.

At the same time, countless believers also felt the call from their homeland. Some were moved to tears, while others were filled with anxiety. The reactions of all were varied and varied.

But after waiting for a long time, nothing changed in my hometown.

In reality, on the White Lotus Throne in his hometown, a grown man sat there motionless, not daring to utter a single word.

He could sense the spirituality of the believers outside, like stars in the night sky, and he could also see several large spiritual entities outside, expressing gratitude to the Virgin Mary with not-so-devout hearts.

If they are exposed, these demons will most likely do something outrageous.

As time went by, the vacuum homeland once again drifted away from the real world.

And in the Third Affiliated Hospital of Qiantang.

The white lotus withers, revealing the true form of the Holy Father.

Xu Xuan opened his eyes, and the overflowing white light made the surrounding flowers, plants and trees bow down in worship.

It took him a long time to gather his thoughts and calm his breath, revealing himself once again as a scholar shrouded in worldly concerns.

"That was close, we almost got lost in our vacuum homeland."

One could accidentally become a creator god, able to have anything one desires with a mere thought—who wouldn't be bewildered?

This place is filled with legal principles, intertwined with the real world, and often it is impossible to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

No wonder the Great Compassionate Dharma King deeply believed in such a strange beast that devours dreams; it's too demonic.

Is it using the false to cultivate the true? Or is it manipulating fate?

It was only through the spiritual connection of the White Lotus sect members that they were able to maintain their humanity.

If I use the Finger of No Life again, it will be much more powerful. It will drag me directly into the Vacuum Homeland for a baptism, and not many people will be able to withstand it.

Moreover, this evolution also granted him a new ability. The academy was quiet and peaceful at night, but the Holy Father saw countless fragments shimmering like stars, and heard sounds coming from all directions.

He reached out and gently touched one of the pieces, and unfamiliar memories flooded his mind—it was someone else's dream, real and vivid.

"The art of eating dreams?"

A jolt went through him, and he immediately understood the wonder of this Dharma King Fruit.

Not only did he improve his cultivation level, but he also gained Boqi's innate divine power.

Besides being happy about this, Xu Xuan began to wonder what the White Lotus Saint Mother was really up to.
I have a feeling that this senior is not normal, and I can't even tell whether he is dead or alive.

I thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it and focused on the present.

Xu Xuan's sudden manifestation of divine power is a dangerous signal for the entire Nine Provinces.

The heavens display omens, revealing good or bad fortune, which the sages interpret.

Manifestations of divine intervention were considered part of celestial phenomena, with the righteous path foreshadowing the flourishing of the orthodox tradition. The demonic path, on the other hand, foreshadowed widespread suffering and destruction.

As for the White Lotus Path, it foreshadows chaos throughout the world.

As the saying goes, the lotus throne illuminates the three thousand worlds, and compassion delivers all sentient beings from suffering.

Since Her Majesty's second coming to earth three years ago, she has already demonstrated her divine abilities. This speed has exceeded everyone's expectations and is in line with everyone's expectations of her.

After a moment of silence, the Dharma King and the leader returned to their physical bodies and immediately convened the White Lotus Dharma Assembly.

Of course, the most important thing is to immediately sever the covert cooperation with certain powerful forces.

You should know that from this moment on, they have become the most devout followers of the White Lotus sect once again.

Meanwhile, in the capital, the Jin emperor had a nightmare.

His greatest achievements in his youth, besides blocking the barbarians from the north and pacifying the Five Barbarian Tribes, were suppressing the White Lotus Rebellion and consolidating the internal regime.

But just now in his dream, he saw the terrifying white lotus appear before him again, and this time the storm it brought was even greater, directly shaking his foundation.

And, and, and slapped him across the face.
“When a nation is about to prosper, a divine being descends to observe its virtue; when a nation is about to perish, a divine being descends again to observe its wickedness. Thus, some nations prosper by receiving divine assistance, while others perish because of it.”

The emperor's dreams were seen as divine observations of his virtue and the fate of the nation, and the auspicious or inauspicious omens in his dreams were directly related to the rise and fall of the country.

I woke up in a cold sweat, terrified, followed by a splitting headache and the sound of dragon roars echoing in my ears.

He felt he was going crazy and immediately summoned the Grand Astrologer to the palace for an audience.

"Your Majesty, the Grand Astrologer is said to be in seclusion recuperating from his injuries, staying at the Duke of Ziyang's residence."

The emperor was furious. What utter nonsense about seclusion!

"Do you think I don't know what they're thinking!"

"A subject serves his ruler as a son serves his father. A son would die for his father without regret."

"If you don't even understand such a basic principle, why are you so greedy for power?"

"Drag the person out, and bring the armillary sphere with you."

The eunuch immediately set off and rushed to the residence of the Duke of Ziyang in the middle of the night, requesting the Grand Astrologer to enter the palace and meet the Emperor immediately.

After a long silence, Duke Ziyang looked at his pale-faced third son and waved him away.

When he arranged the position for his son, he never imagined that the Grand Astrologer, who was in charge of celestial affairs and calendar, would end up in such a state.

The White Lotus Path and the Human Dynasty were both in a state of panic, and the cultivation world was no less chaotic.

That devil has really returned!
Like a gust of wind that traverses space, it swept across the land in an instant.

The monk Dao Yi, who was leading righteous masters in searching for trouble with the Dharma King, is said to have suddenly had an epiphany and returned to the Illusionary Sect to go into seclusion.

The demonic sects were also in a state of panic. The many demons who had dispersed in Sichuan reunited, led by the Xuanyuan Dharma King and the Poison Dragon Venerable, to face this crisis together.

The winds of change across the land were stirred up by a single accident, and countless gears of fate began to turn.

It was the same night.

Down the mountain, in the Dugu Garden, Zhou Qingyun had a dream.

In my dream, I stood atop a desolate mountain, surrounded by howling winds and oppressive dark clouds.

Beneath my feet lie broken rocks, and in the distance, collapsed peaks rise; this land has just endured a catastrophe.

A deep rumble came from the sky. Looking up, one could see a holy monk wearing a golden robe standing in mid-air, his body radiating brilliant Buddhist light, like a blazing sun.

Opposite the holy monk, a gigantic demon crawled out of the abyss, its body as large as a mountain, covered in jet-black scales, and its wings gleaming with an iron-gray luster.

The battle erupted instantly, with blazing sun clashing against sharp claws, Buddhist light intertwining with black energy, and violent aftershocks sweeping in like a tsunami.

An irresistible force rushed towards her, as if to tear her to pieces.

They wanted to escape, but found themselves unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as the destructive force approached.

Just at this critical moment, seven clear sword cries suddenly rang out from the sky.

Like a shooting star streaking across the sky, it landed around her, transforming into a dazzling pillar of light that firmly protected her.

Within the sword energy, the faint phantoms of seven creatures appeared: a golden dragon coiled in the air, a toad crouched on the ground, a rooster stood with its head held high, a white rabbit leaped lightly, a crimson centipede snaked and coiled, a giant tortoise carried a black armor on its back, and a green snake coiled in the air.

The seven sword energies intertwined to form an indestructible barrier, blocking all the aftershocks of the battle between the holy monk and the demons.

Then, as the light and shadow became increasingly dazzling, I woke up from my dream.

(End of this chapter)