Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 586 Found it

That can't be, could he have died again?
Or did they go somewhere to do something bad?
Inside the Baoan Hall, Xiaoqing sat in the hall master's seat, frowning, her tail swaying under her skirt.

Although he was complaining, the flashing of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie behind his back revealed the true feelings of the sword master, the sword light shining like a bright disco ball.

Fortunately, Baoan Temple is protected by a Dharma realm that separates the inside from the outside; otherwise, the demonic will could easily drive a normal person insane.

Master Mao looked at the letter and sighed deeply: "This... we haven't received any news yet. Do you think something might have happened to them?"

Everyone knows that Li Yingqi slew the demon and sharpened his sword, and they also know that Yan Chixia went to search for him because there was no news about him.

Even the letter requesting assistance from Dongye County was written by the Taoist priest.

So far, the Great Snow Mountain has trapped three experts from Baoan Hall, and even Xu Xuan has been missing for three days, which is indeed unsettling.

They were indeed very worried about Li Yingqi and Yan Chixia.

One is still inexperienced, and the other lacks adaptability.

As for Master Xu...
He once said that as long as he doesn't encounter the strongest few people in the world, he can conquer them all.

Then he disappeared as well, and no news of him has been heard since.

This is quite unusual, considering that Master Xu's persona of having many tricks up his sleeve is quite solid, and he rarely makes mistakes.

Xiaoqing calculated the time, then stood up and said, "Alright, the prerequisites for the emergency plan have been met. I'm going to find my sister. Her cultivation is extraordinary; she should be able to find Xu Xuan's whereabouts."

Master Mao nodded repeatedly: "Very well, Lady White is all-powerful, perhaps she really has a way."

In the area around West Lake, the lake water and mud churned.

Deputy Hall Master Qing once again displayed his secret ultimate technique, having summoned powerful external assistance.

Before long, the two sisters arrived at Baoan Hall together.

Looking for Xu Xuan?

"It's probably impossible."

Bai Suzhen quickly dismissed the idea. She hadn't even broken through the void yet, so how could she possibly find a cultivator with a high level of cultivation who was good at hiding himself in the Nine Provinces?

Unless one cultivates the unobstructed and pure divine eye and supernatural powers of the Daoist school, one cannot clearly see all sentient beings in the ten directions, whether they are born in this world or in another, whether they are in good or evil realms, whether they are blessed or guilty.

Only by "seeing" Xu Xuan can one bypass various obstacles.

Other methods are unsuitable, or even dangerous.

Because the Father has too many secrets, he has many enemies and many tribulations.

Therefore, the protection of information is very strict on a daily basis, as can be seen from the cleaning of the most critical battlefield of Bao'an Hall.

With special mental techniques like the White Lotus Method at your disposal, trying to find someone by deducing heavenly secrets is just a pipe dream.

Even the most profound divination arts, such as Taiyi, Qimen, and Da Liu Ren, which respectively target the timing of heaven, the advantages of earth, and the harmony of man, find it difficult to penetrate the protection of the lotus leaf and the blazing sun of cause and effect.

Of course, if one were to actually see a monster through celestial secrets using a special magical artifact, they would most likely die.

At this moment, Xiaoqing took out Ganjiang and handed it over.

"Xu Xuan said that he deliberately left a demonic element inside, which can be used to deduce his location."

Demonic?
Bai Suzhen was at a loss for words; this covert method of finding people truly opened her eyes.

It is indeed safe; how could a normal human being possibly think of such an operation?

However, this would save a lot of trouble, so let's give it a try.

So, with a bewildered look in her eyes, Xiaoqing took out a very old stone bowl, added a few strange herbs into it, and then picked up a stone pestle to start pounding the herbs.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.
This sister's current actions are too simple. Is there some deeper meaning behind them?
Why not the kind of supernatural power or magic where you quickly form dozens of hand seals, causing the world to change color, the wind to rise, clouds to surge, and sand and stones to fly?

At worst, one could set up an altar and array, observe the ways of heaven, measure the depths of the earth, and have one's soul interact with heaven and earth to trigger bursts of heavenly thunder.

Having seen many grand occasions, Xiaoqing had many questions in her mind.

Fortunately, Bai Suzhen was a gentle person and was willing to teach her younger sister some basic cultivation knowledge.

So, while pounding the medicine, he said:
"Xu Xuan is a man with many secrets, a peculiar nature, and a karmic connection that transcends countless eons."

"Therefore, one must never use divination techniques to predict the future; that would be courting death."

Especially after Guo Bei, that guy carried many things that even immortals and gods would avoid, which were the most ruthless poison in the world for those who divined the secrets of heaven.

Even the most instinctive impulses of cultivators can be affected; this corrupting power is terrifying.

Bai Suzhen sometimes feels a sense of powerlessness and novelty when facing Xu Xuan, because all of his actions are beyond expectation, unpredictable, and uncontrollable.

So it's not unreasonable to think about it more often in daily life.

As he spoke, he extracted the red demonic energy from Gan Jiang and examined it closely.

Such an open and blatant demonic power, such a fervent aura, such a strong infectiousness.

Xu Xuan's demonic nature is very representative; the will within his core has never been seen in the 1,700 years of cultivation among demons.

Then his thoughts drifted off to who-knows-where, and a hint of temper appeared in his eyes.

With a firm squeeze, the demonic energy turned into dust and was thrown into the medicine mortar to be pounded together with the herbs.

With a loud thud, the sound shook Bao'an Hall, and Xiao Qing instinctively took two steps back.

My sister's mood over the past two years has been like the rain over West Lake, coming and going as it pleases.

After pounding for a while and feeling that she was getting into it, Bai Suzhen stopped what she was doing.

Watching the herbs and demonic energy in the stone bowl gradually merge into a deep purple liquid, emitting a faint glow.

Nodding in satisfaction, he then took out a piece of tortoise shell imbued with spiritual energy. Currently, most of the materials used in the Bao'an Hall's spiritual rituals are provided by Turtle Master, but recently it went to Dongting Lake as an undercover agent, causing a shortage in Qiantang.

Only the big shots still have one or two pieces in stock.

With a light touch of her pale fingertips, she painted the liquid onto the tortoise shell in a certain pattern.

The patterns on the tortoise shell intertwine with the sap, forming mysterious runes that seem to contain the secrets of heaven and earth, and are filled with a primal aura.

By the time all this was done, it was already night, and the bright moon hung in the sky.

Tonight, the power of the moon is at its peak, making it an auspicious time.

ignition!

Even Xiaoqing understood what was happening at this point; it was witchcraft.

"Bypassing the secrets of heaven" means not to calculate for oneself, but to let God decide.

Sister, you're so smart!

Why couldn't I come up with this good idea? Xu Xuan said he owed God a debt, so of course the creditor would be very helpful in finding someone.

That makes perfect sense; God will never let the Father off the hook.

Next comes the actual spellcasting time.

A shaman is a female who can perform rituals to invoke spirits through dance.

Bai Suzhen's image gradually blurred, transforming into an even more ancient form: a human face, a snake's body, black hair, snakes hanging from her ears, and two snakes as earrings.

The flying serpent, without feet, symbolizes divinity.

At this moment, the divine aura of Lady White is surging out from her bloodline, but this is not enough.

She said softly, "Xiao Qing, can I borrow it for a moment?"

Xiaoqing: "Huh? Borrow what?"

Then she was captured by her sister's palm and transformed back into her original form, coiling around her body.

Xiaoqing: So it was borrowed from me.
By borrowing the form of the snake-wielding deity, it becomes easier to communicate with the spirituality of heaven and earth.

After all, Bai Suzhen was not proficient in witchcraft, and Xu Xuan, whom she was trying to calculate, was a very troublesome and indescribable product of cause and effect.

In order to locate someone to the greatest extent possible, you have to use your ultimate move.

At the same time, it allows the younger sister to learn how to communicate with heaven and earth up close, and she also has a snake-like form, giving her an innate advantage.

Next, the sorceress in plain clothes held a snake in one hand and a tortoise shell in the other, closed her eyes and concentrated, and softly chanted an ancient song.

The melody of the ballad was melodious and seemed to have traveled through thousands of years, carrying the mysterious power of ancient times.

The footsteps moved accordingly, each step in harmony with the rhythm of heaven and earth, resonating with the universe.

Suddenly, a strong wind howled, stirring up fallen leaves and dust, but it did not disturb the god who controlled the snakes in the slightest.

The tortoise shell was gently placed into the already lit campfire, and the flames instantly flared up.

The songs grew louder and louder, and the footsteps quickened. Her figure darted about in the moonlight and firelight, like a goddess descending to earth.

The tortoise shell gradually turned red, and the runes shone brighter and brighter, as if they were about to break free from the shackles of the flames.

As the campfire gradually died down, Bai Suzhen stopped, and the singing abruptly ceased.

Reaching into the ashes, he retrieved the tortoise shell, where the runes had solidified, forming a complete talisman for finding someone.

"This talisman bypasses the calculations of heaven and relies entirely on the guidance of the heavens, so it should be without any problems."

Master Mao continued to guard Baoan Hall, while Yu Yingnan and Yan Renying remained in seclusion there, and the newly accepted disciple Zhou Qingyun also needed someone to take care of her.

Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen transformed into two streaks of light and sped off westward.

The runes on the tortoise shell charm shimmered with a faint light, indicating the general direction.

Even before getting close to the Great Snow Mountain, Bai Suzhen knew she had come to the right place.

Waves of primordial energy were crashing against any approaching creatures. Ordinary people could not sense it and only felt unwell, but cultivators had to bear the immense pressure from the outside world if they wanted to get close.

Braving the turbulent energy currents, they flew all the way to the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

The wind and snow suddenly intensified, and the world seemed to fall into chaos.

A fierce wind howled, whipping up snow and dust that obscured the view; dark clouds rolled in, pressing down like ink, as if to completely devour the land.

The lightning and thunder illuminated the desolate battlefield, highlighting its brutality and desolation.

The earth seemed to have been partially erased by a paintbrush, or torn apart by some terrifying force.

Fragments of glass lay scattered on the edge of the bottomless pit, and the broken cliff face was covered with fist marks and sword marks.

The aftershocks of the battle still reverberate.

The Buddha's light and the eerie blue flames intertwined, seemingly still locked in an endless battle.

Xiaoqing wasn't anxious at first, but seeing this scene made her a little panicked.

The scholar and monk were both very cautious people, yet they hadn't even cleaned up the battlefield, which shows how urgent the situation was.

Bai Suzhen frowned, her gaze sweeping over this desolate wasteland before looking down at the tortoise shell talisman in her hand.

The talisman spun rapidly in his palm, its light flickering as if it had lost its direction.

Xiaoqing asked anxiously, "Sister, isn't Xu Xuan here?"

(End of this chapter)