Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 565 The Blessing of the New Shu Mountain
For some reason, the unfamiliar environment did not make him feel panicked; perhaps it was the sense of security given by the divine sword in his dream.

Then she heard the familiar sound of reading outside. Was this Dugu Garden?
At that moment, Yu Yingnan, the top student in the class, pushed open the door and walked in.

The scattered sunlight made the class monitor, a top student, appear even more awe-inspiring and proud, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

Since waking up from the dream, Zhou Qingyun felt that her eyes... or rather, all her senses had become very different.

It's as if we've always seen the world through a veil of mist, but now we've finally seen the truth.

Everything seemed abnormal to me, and my thinking ability improved as well.

Then look at the class monitor. He has excellent grades, bright eyes, sharp swordsmanship, and a mysterious aura. Sometimes he will suddenly walk out from the backyard.
Moreover, there was a truant friend who had poor grades, and looking back now, that person is like a sword walking among us.

The conclusion is that the class monitor is not normal.

Yu Yingnan's artificially large eyes also seemed abnormal when she looked at Zhou Qingyun.

Why did this girl's eyes become so sharp after she woke up? Is it a sign of growth after experiencing a major change?

Since that's the case, I'll explain the whole story, including the cause and effect and the current situation, in the simplest language possible. That should be bearable.

"This is Dugu Garden. You were rescued by Master Xu."

"The Great Compassionate Dharma King, also known as Madam Tao, is dead. Congratulations on regaining your freedom."

"Mr. Zhou was also rescued overnight, but he was contaminated by the White Lotus Mark and needs to be treated. You can visit him anytime you want."

After Qi Licha escorted Zhou Qingyun back, Zhuge Yu led the Baoan Hall's men to raid the Tao family's residence.

All the bad guys were thrown into prison to give Zhao Hu credit, while the money and goods were confiscated and put into the warehouse.

Even those who are rescued often find it difficult to return to normal life.

In the backyard, Old Zhou was sitting there in a daze, his mental state extremely disordered.

Even when his own granddaughter came, he only showed some mental fluctuations, as if his soul was separated from the world by a wall.

What's wrong with my grandfather?

Yu Yingnan didn't know the answer to this question either, but Yan Chixia gave it to her.

That means he has already started to convert to religion.

The upper class believes because their desires are insatiable, or because they can benefit from them.

Health and longevity, power and status, and women, etc.
The more suffering people at the bottom of society endure, the more they yearn for a better life, and the more powerless they feel in the face of reality, the more deeply they become trapped in it.

Old Zhou not only experienced all of this, but also learned a lot from the Great Compassionate Dharma King, and has placed his last hope in his hometown.

"Perhaps Master Xu has a solution."

That was all Yan Chixia could say; he had no other choice.

Just then, a butterfly brought a message from Xu Xuan.

"That's simple, there are two ways."

"The first approach is to make the old man feel that living in the real world is even better than in his dreams."

"The second approach is to shatter illusions and make them understand in the most realistic way that a bright future does not exist."

Xu Xuan was well aware of just how alluring his hometown, Vacuum, was.

The higher a person's imagination threshold is, the higher it becomes, and the more realistic it becomes.

For many, the most beautiful longing for their hometown is simply to have enough to eat every day; they can't imagine anything more than that.

Even if someone has grand ideas, such a beautiful vision will be constructed by the vacuum hometown at an almost irrational speed, ignoring all the logic involved, and then gradually succumb to it.

Although other religious sects also engage in these practices, they tend to be more restrained.

The Taoist school seeks truth.

Tranquility and freedom from worry, playing in the Tao, communion with the divine, bring lasting joy and peace. Going a step further, it is to understand and seek the fundamental laws governing all things in the world.

In short, he has extremely high personal aspirations. When it comes to illusory things, he thinks about studying their underlying principles and patterns, and rarely indulges in wishful thinking.

The Confucian ideal of a utopian world is vast and grand.

When the Great Way prevails, the world is a commonwealth. The virtuous and capable are chosen, and trustworthiness and harmony are valued. Therefore, people do not only love their own parents and children, but ensure that the elderly are cared for until their end, the able-bodied are employed, the young are nurtured, and the widowed, orphaned, lonely, and disabled are all provided for. Men have their roles, and women have their homes. People do not hoard goods because they hate to see them wasted, nor do they withhold their strength because they hate to see it go to waste. Therefore, conspiracies do not arise, theft and rebellion do not occur, and outer doors are not locked. This is called the Great Harmony.

In fashionable terms, it aims to construct an organic human society where "meaning" governs "order," thereby transforming the real world.

This is something that Confucianism failed to achieve; it's too ahead of its time.

And as a Buddhist Pure Land where one is born from a white lotus, it is indeed very similar.

The Infinite Life Sutra, one of the three sutras and one treatise of the Pure Land School, is filled with lavish descriptions.

In that Buddha-land, there is no suffering, only bliss; therefore, it is called the Land of Ultimate Bliss. There are no hells, hungry ghosts, or animals—no other difficult realms. A gentle breeze stirs the jeweled trees and jeweled nets, producing exquisite sounds, like hundreds of thousands of musical instruments playing simultaneously.

It's no wonder that the White Lotus was born into the Pure Land School; it's such a perfect match.

Therefore, Xu Xuan's solution was to arrange for the necessary accommodation and food for survival, provide protection that would make him feel at ease, find a place to belong in Qiantang, give him appropriate respect, and finally arrange a job where he could realize his self-worth.

Demand was overflowing; even in his dreams, Old Man Zhou couldn't have imagined that he would have such good days at the end of his life.

Of course, such an arrangement is only possible in exceptional cases, and to be honest, it's thanks to Zhou Qingyun.

Just ask Mr. Zhuge to come up with a specific plan; he understands human nature best.

After resolving this issue, Zhou Qingyun had no more worries.

He resolutely decided to become a disciple of Baoan Hall.

"I want to learn swordsmanship." After experiencing many twists and turns and dangers, it is a normal need to want the power to protect oneself and one's family.

The most mysterious and powerful organization around him was Baoan Hall.

As for those who fight against evil, they are good people. Master Xu killed the White Lotus Demon and had a way to help Grandpa, so he must be a first-rate good person.

Just like the chivalrous heroes described in operas, with sword-like eyebrows, piercing eyes, an imposing presence, and an aura of righteousness.

Learning swordsmanship stemmed from a dream that made her feel she might have a talent for swordsmanship.

Yan Chixia had long been prepared to take Zhou Qingyun in, as Xu Xuan had secretly given him instructions.

That dream about someone who might be good at swordsmanship is quite interesting; tell me about it.

After hearing this, his expression became particularly complicated.
"Those are the Seven Swords, specially designed to destroy the five poisonous creatures. There are seven in total: the dragon is named Golden Alligator, the toad is named Water Mother, the rooster is named Heavenly Roar, the rabbit is named Yang Soul, the centipede is named Red Su, the tortoise is named Black Tortoise, and the snake is named Azure Spirit."

"It was once a top-tier magical artifact of Mount Shu, wielded by the former sect leader, Master Changmei, but its whereabouts are now unknown."

"Divine swords possess spirits. If you have ever been protected by sword energy in your dreams, you will soon encounter them."

Our Baoan Hall truly inherits the orthodox tradition of Shushan, otherwise how could we have taken in such a fitting new member?

This must be the protection of the Sect Leader's spirit in heaven; I almost burst into tears.

Following the Purple and Green Twin Swords and the Heavenly Thunder Twin Swords, the Seven Cultivation Swords are also preparing to reappear.

The rise of the new Shushan Mountain is unstoppable. Demons and monsters of Sichuan, just you wait!
Um.
Yan Chixia still doesn't know that Changmei's scheme has no emotional attachment or place in the old Shu Mountain, nor the fact that the main soul hidden in the Shu Mountain's fortune was revealed by Li Yingqi and Xu Xuan.

The Holy Father hasn't found a good opportunity to discuss this matter yet, so it might be best to be honest when the next branch of Long Eyebrows' soul comes out to cause trouble.

The former sect leader's personal account carries more weight than any other person's retelling.

Next, Yan Chixia, on behalf of Baoan Hall, directly accepted this disciple.

As fortune returned to its rightful place, the pillar of light formed by the three heroes and one cloud soared into the sky.

Once again, a thunderbolt struck from a clear sky over Qiantang.

This time, the common people are too lazy to even look up. Besides, yesterday during the Awakening of Insects, the entire Wu County could hear continuous thunder, and they were completely numb.

Although Yu Gong possessed the ability to observe qi, he was not an expert in this field.

Moreover, Qiantang is filled with all sorts of demons, monsters, Buddhist and Taoist masters, and Confucian scholars.

People coming and going included celestial arhats, demon kings from the underworld, and Dharma kings from the human realm.

Being in the mountains, one cannot see clearly, nor can one witness the rising aura of the new Shushan Mountain.

At first, I wondered if there was some powerful demon hiding in this place, but now I've given up on that idea.

After all, what kind of demon would cause such a big incident every few months? He had never seen such a dedicated and fearless guy before.

Finally, the "Daytime Thunder" was categorized as a local specialty.

Bai Suzhen didn't care at all; she wasn't surprised by anything Baoantang could do.

Li Yingqi was protected by her when he entered the Dao. As Xiaoqing's disciple's sect, the more prosperous it is, the better.

Master Xu was in a very good mood at the moment.

Standing atop Nanshan Mountain, one can see a terrifying divine weapon about to be forged in Qiantang.

The day of his birth is the day when demons are beheaded.

Li Yingqi, who wields this sword, is a killing star, and the new Shushan is also a divine weapon of slaughter.

Baoan Hall has grown even bigger.

In the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, Yu Yingnan suddenly sensed a change in her soul and was immediately overjoyed.

This indicates that one has sensed the Heavenly Gate of Entry and needs to go into seclusion to break through it.

Just then, Yan Renying also came over, indicating that he had also sensed the bottleneck.

"Very good, very good, the secluded retreat place has been prepared long ago."

"I will go to West Lake to request the return of the Imperial Palace's Heavenly Register of the True Mandate of the Tushita. After paying my respects, I will go to break through to the next level."

A moment later, Yan Chixia walked out of West Lake holding the imperial edict, trying to wipe away tears as he went.

From a place where only one person remained, surrounded by demons, and with its gates collapsed, Mount Shu has now taken on four disciples and is on the verge of revival—all in just one year.

Truly, the clouds have parted and the fog has cleared to reveal the blue sky, and the sword's aura soars into the heavens, shattering the old year.

The greatest blessing for me, Yan Chixia, and the Shu Mountain sect is meeting Brother Xu!
On the other side, Li Yingqi began hunting down evil spirits after the Awakening of Insects. This time, while tracking the Snow Demon, he accidentally entered a snow-capped peak.

I happened to see a sword-hiding stone box, which was neither crystal nor jade, and was smooth and lustrous.

The center is engraved with sixteen raised seal characters: “Xuantian*bao, Liu*yu*; Shen*sanxiu, Nanming Zikai”.

*Some of the characters are too archaic and I don't recognize them, but this is definitely a rare treasure of swordsmanship.

I could sense a peculiar fiery energy and sword energy contained within, with a hint of Buddhist principles on the outer edge.

What a treasure! Although it's not meant for me, I can take it back to Yingnan.

However, every divine object is protected by its guardians.

A fierce wind howled atop the snow-capped mountain, as a peerless demon came to block the way.

(End of this chapter)