Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 584 Destroying the Demonic Sect of Tibet

Huh?
Wild magical treasures fall to the ground and nobody picks them up!

Sin, sin.

Xu Xuan happily retrieved several treasures from the gold mine.

The dragon-transformation staff and purple-gold alms bowl of the Western Wild Buddha looked shiny and bright, clearly indicating that they were objects of special affinity.

Although these two items came from the high-altitude snow-capped mountains, they were not some kind of evil treasures.

The revolving bowl symbolizes a pure and level earth, free from thorns. The dragon-transforming staff, on the other hand, resembles the Sagara Dragon King, representing the legitimate power of a Dharma protector.

This shows that the previous monk who crafted this treasure was very virtuous, but unfortunately it later fell into the hands of evil people, which is truly a disservice to them.

The inheritance of power in the Highlands was not evil at first; it began to enter the core of power starting from the twenty-eighth generation of Holy Kings.

It is said that divine objects descended from the sky at that time, including a golden pagoda, the "Hundred Bows Repentance Sutra", the "Precious Box Sutra", and the Six-Syllable Mantra.

This set of teachings is the orthodox and fundamental Dharma of Buddhism, all belonging to the Vajrayana tradition.

By incorporating scriptures into a stupa and worshipping them, one can eliminate sins and obstacles, be freed from the suffering of the three evil realms, enjoy a long life, and gain immeasurable merit.

It perfectly met the needs of the nobles and holy kings in the Western Regions, so it spread very rapidly.

As for why things turned out this way later...
To facilitate dissemination and to incorporate local wisdom, there will be a localization process.

The Central Plains region has integrated traditional cultures such as Confucianism and Taoism, which interact, complement, coexist, and merge with each other.

Constrained and influenced by politics, economy, culture, and society, it has abandoned some of the unique characteristics of the Indian region and has continued to evolve to this day.

It is constantly being corrected in response to the needs of contemporary academic circles.

The Western Regions highlands, however, are rather far-fetched.

It absorbed certain local characteristics and incorporated customs that broke through the imagination of the Central Plains.

For example, ancient rituals such as nature worship that were prevalent in primitive areas.

Thus, objects with special spiritual qualities appeared, such as bowls, drums, and hammers.

Symbolizing the breaking of attachment to the body can also be considered a form of spiritual practice.

At first glance, it looks very primitive, but it does retain the wildness of the natural ecosystem.

After that, it became more and more distorted, and all sorts of methods centered on the physical body emerged one after another, making it even more evil than the demonic path.

It has a distinctive local flavor
Jacobda was a disciple of Zhali, seemingly belonging to the purest demonic lineage, but these two magical artifacts did not come from his master's inheritance, but from his own fortuitous encounter.

If it weren't for such good fortune, how could he have supported his initial arrogant nature and the confidence to leave his master and cultivate on his own?

Unfortunately, all of this benefited the holy monk from the Central Plains.

Yagda is going mad amidst the magma of Black Mountain, the chains rattling, his heart aching so much he can hardly breathe.

My baby!!! My baby!!!
Their minds were in perfect harmony; even the staff and alms bowl trembled, as if they were about to fly back into their master's hands.

Whoosh~~~~ Snap!
Dang~~~~
The Great Vajra Force surged forward; if it couldn't defeat Long Eyebrow, it could at least defeat you.
Even magical artifacts can be a wake-up call.

In an instant, the unmanned magical artifact came to rest, and Xu Xuan put it away with satisfaction.

Buddhist treasures may not mean much to the Pure Land School, but they are a great boost to Jinshan Temple.

Guangliang, being a high-ranking monk of the Third Realm, doesn't need this. Qingyi's magic weapon can be shattered with a single punch. Only his trusted monk, Baizhu, is the most suitable.

A little spider, blessed by Buddha, has taken human form, but still doesn't have a suitable creature to work with. How pitiful!

Fortunately, the abbot cared deeply for the temple and immediately ordered a set of ritual implements.

With this fully optimized setup, even a fully-fledged monk like Baizhu can now get to work.

Baoan Hall is short-staffed.

The Buddhist treasures were put away, leaving only a clump of red sand.

The soft red sand that Venerable Poison Dragon accidentally dropped on the ground is twisting and turning on the golden mountain, showing the original owner's resentment and anger.

"You wicked monk, you wicked monk, I'm telling you, how dare you!"

There are also many different dialects.

Oh ho~~~ You've even started using bilingual languages ​​now, are you insulting me?

Xu Xuan decisively used the power of the Pure Land to isolate the opponent's influence, ignoring the tremors within the Black Mountain, and exclaimed in admiration at the treasure beneath his feet:
"What a fine item!" Buddhist magical artifacts are righteous and peaceful, with considerable power. However, they are somewhat lacking in lethality and ruthlessness.

The unorthodox path is better.

Easy to learn, powerful, and highly adaptable.

The clump of soft red sand on the ground may seem to be no bigger than a bowl, but if someone accidentally touches it or activates it with magic, it will unfold like a living thing, instantly transforming into a vast expanse of red clouds that envelops all directions.

This red sand is no ordinary thing; it is extremely poisonous and corrodes upon contact. It can not only dissolve the flesh but also erode the soul, causing one's soul to be scattered.

Even the spiritual light of a cultivator will be tainted and dimmed, and their cultivation will be greatly damaged, once it is tainted by it.

This substance is the most poisonous thing in the world, and ordinary people avoid it at all costs. Only those with great power can suppress it with their supreme magic.

Since his debut, Venerable Poison Dragon has used this item to kill many second- and third-rate masters, and his ferocity is awe-inspiring.

Don't ask why it didn't defeat top-tier experts; this is where its limits are.

Using Buddhist magic, the golden arm lifted the red sand, pretending to refine it.

On the surface, it shimmered with golden light, but in secret, it used the White Lotus Salvation Technique to bewitch the creature's spirit.

It can be easily operated in a short time.

Xu Xuan carefully made the red sand swirl around Qi Lingyun, and after thirty-six swirls, it had absorbed all the toxins.

Once the confusion in one's mind dissipates, the person immediately regains consciousness.

With the blessing of Jinshan, he even passed through the period of weakness. After taking healing pills to make up for the physical injuries, he had no problems except that his magic power was reduced by the Yin-Yang Micro Dust Array.

"elder sister!!"

Qi Jinchan wept with joy; life is full of ups and downs.

Then came a brief exchange of messages, during which she recounted what had happened after she fell into a coma.

Qi Lingyun felt as if she had been unconscious for a very, very long time.

When she opened her eyes, she sensed the tranquility of the Buddhist Pure Land and her unhindered body, and thought she had already arrived at the Western Paradise.

I was wondering why I, who don't believe in Buddhism, would come to this place after death.

I survived after all. I never imagined that the spiritual poison I was afflicted with would be cured in this way.

There's another way to solve the problem: the one who tied the knot must untie it.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Xu Xuan.

What a wonderful happy ending! It's so heartwarming and touching.

Below Jinshan, Heishan trembled again, accompanied by intense local dialect.

The gist of it is that I won't die, I want to reveal the truth, and I want both the righteous and the demonic paths to see your and Changmei's true colors.

The cuckoo's mournful cry, like a lament for blood, truly brings tears to the eyes of good people.

The Poison Dragon had gone mad because the Western Demonic Sect he had founded was completely gone.

The junior brother was chained to the side. The direct disciple had already returned to heaven and earth, while the other disciples had just been wiped out and their natal magic weapons had been taken away.
Even they themselves were bound here and became the source of the Calamity Earth's energy, with their mana being constantly drained.

Even someone as lawless as him began to hope for the Holy King's blessing.

Xu Xuan stomped his foot, signaling Heishan to increase the force of its extraction.

What are they babbling about? I can't understand a word they're saying.

The Holy Father waved his hand, throwing all the other human artifacts outside for the Two Elements Dust Array to handle; with a gentle turn, they vanished into nothingness.

At this point, the integration of internal forces was complete.

The current issue to resolve is the external crisis: the Yin-Yang Micro Dust Array.

Qi Lingyun disregarded the possibility of revealing sect secrets and directly shared all the information she knew about the formation.

Yan Chixia was just a second-generation disciple of Mount Shu with no talent, so what he knew was certainly not as much as the sect leader's daughter.

So Xu Xuan took out a few prayer mats and held a discussion on how to break the Yin-Yang Micro Dust Array right under Chang Mei's eyelids.

During the meeting, the eldest sister, the leader of the three generations of disciples from the former Shushan sect, spoke enthusiastically.

(End of this chapter)