Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 588 Baoan Hall's Corporate Culture
"See you next time"

Never die.

Unfortunately, the long eyebrows dissipated too quickly, and the connection with the distracted mind was severed. There was no need to say the last half of the sentence.

It would make the Holy Father seem petty and lacking in magnanimity.

As everyone knows, he was a magnanimous and kind-hearted monk who sent away many demons and monsters without holding grudges.

If you don't believe me, ask the ghost kings in the Pure Land School's Demon-Suppressing Land. The achievement of having them all included in the ranks is something that ordinary people cannot do.

However, in Xu Xuan's mind, the threat posed by the former leader of Shu Mountain had been elevated to the highest level.

The labels are: insidious and ruthless, cunning and calculating, extremely scheming, and heartless.

These are all things I've experienced firsthand, and I'm absolutely not wronging the other party.

Perhaps it was because the initial meeting with Changmei was too easy that he wasn't vigilant enough.

The second time, this guy gave the Father a big one.

Using the destiny of the Southern Ming Fire Sword, the main sword master actively arranged the Two Elements Micro Dust Array to refine the Three Heroes and Two Clouds.

This maneuver is undeniably sophisticated, as ingenious as a gazelle hanging its horns.

Even the Holy Father fell into it and was almost refined.

Is it reasonable for a villain to appear twice, each time more terrifying than the last?
Fortunately, we met a third time.

The timing of this meeting was in the hands of Baoantang.

Master Xu is already considering what kind of grand stage to prepare for the other party's final act.

The rise of the new Shushan will inevitably have to step over the corpse of the old Shushan.

When the eerie blue flames dispersed and returned to Niwan, the battle was finally over.

Qi Lingyun was still in a daze.

He... he... he just killed him like that?

Although Changmei was extremely wicked, he was still the founding leader of the sect, and the shock of him being killed by Li Yingqi without hesitation was still very strong.

This sword strike also shattered the last shackle in her heart.

I feel like crying, but I don't know why. Maybe it's because I'm crying for the Shushan disciples who died at the mountain gate.

Master Xu understood the other party's feelings at that moment and said that the disciples of Shushan still needed to be remembered and commemorated.

After Changmei has completely passed away, go to Sichuan to offer incense to our former comrades and hold a Dharma assembly.

The scale of the Dharma assembly was definitely high enough, with at least enough eminent monks from the Pure Land School.

Then let Lady White Snake invite the Taoist priests from Qingyang Palace to hold a grand Buddhist-Taoist gathering, ensuring they leave in style and honor.

Moreover, if any souls are fortunate enough to fall into the underworld, our Baoan Hall also has influence there.

Once they are brought together, those who are destined to reincarnate will do so, while those who do not wish to reincarnate can continue their battles against evil, and it is even possible for them to establish a Shushan Sect in the underworld.

Qi Jinchan was overjoyed when he saw this pie in the sky.

Yes, as long as a cultivator's soul is intact, they still have the opportunity to be reincarnated and cultivate again.

However, apart from the child, no one else seemed particularly happy.

The enemy is a vicious and ruthless demon; how could they possibly leave his soul to be reincarnated?

If the mystery of the womb is solved in the next life, a mortal enemy will be born, and that enemy will be hidden in the dark. Who wouldn't be afraid?

After the initial explanations were given, everyone was forced to confront a very serious problem.

Clean up the battlefield.

The vast snow-capped mountains were filled with traces of the aftermath of the battle, and various Buddhist lights, demonic energy, and sword energy dotted the earth.

The head of Baoan Hall felt his scalp tingle and even blamed Changmei for not using the Yin-Yang Micro Dust Array sooner. Now that things had turned out so badly, it was really hard to clean up the mess.

So they did what they could, and golden light shone forth as 30,000 Arhats chanted the Ksitigarbha Sutra together, doing their utmost to deliver the excessive resentment, death, and demonic energy from this place.

The entire Tibetan demonic sect was wiped out, and the various emotions they experienced before their deaths took root there. If left unattended, these emotions will give rise to unique evil spirits and monsters.

When the Qi is disordered within, things change outwardly; this manifests in the form, spirit, temperament, and the interplay of the exterior and interior.

If a monster were to be born from the battlefield's malevolent aura, demonic energy, resentful resentment, and the chilling wind and snow, it would be a great scourge to humanity.

The deputy hall master was initially angry, after all, he hadn't gotten a single shot of the battle and hadn't even had a chance to recite the poem, which was truly embarrassing.

But when it comes to serious business, they are just as meticulous.

Monsters are beings whose essence and energy reside in things. They originate from the Five Elements and are connected to the Five Affairs.

It's still possible to burrow into the earth and use one's demonic form to channel the broken underground water veins.

Even in the frigid frozen soil, there are life veins; without this segment of water elemental power, the desolation here will not be revived.

Yan Chixia may seem like a ruthless swordsman who only knows how to kill, but people can change.

He skillfully pulled out a Taoist scripture for saving people and began to recite it, while simultaneously searching for and erasing the sword mark.

The traces left by the sword energy of Mount Shu are very distinctive and easily recognized by experts.

So they meticulously searched for these traces, using other sword techniques to either enlarge or erase them, working with great enthusiasm.

Meticulous, professional, and even knows how to forge and replace traces—you really can't judge a book by its cover.

Li Yingqi took the initiative to go into the earth's veins and carry the Nanming Li Huo Sword Box, which was the initial spoils of war.

He then participated in the finishing work. Although he had not been practicing for long and lacked experience, he had many magical treasures.

The properties of 10,000-year-old warm jade, which can regulate the primordial energy of heaven and earth, are perfect for this occasion.

Regardless of their previous professions or personalities, the people of Baoantang, after spending a long time in Qiantang, all acquire some unique skills.

The Qi siblings were stunned by the professional aura; they had never seen anything like it in all their years of cultivation.

Hmm. It's hard to describe. Are we going to have to do these things in the future?

Although the four members of Baoan Hall worked efficiently, they tacitly avoided the most difficult area, the Daxueshan Basin.

Bai Suzhen.
Even if Xiaoqing rolls into lava, she won't come out anymore. I'm not a member of Baoan Hall.

That's what I say, but I also feel reluctant to do it.

Then the Qi siblings were shocked once again.

I witnessed what it means to move mountains and overturn seas, what it means to control nature, and what it means to be a person of great supernatural power.

This is enough to show that the Baoan Hall is not some local clean-up organization, but an armed group with a terrifying background.

The long whip was like a dragon, with thirty-six runes flashing.

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

Wherever the whip's shadow passed, the vanished rocks reassembled from the earth, first filling the basin, then growing hills, and in the blink of an eye, forming a small mountain. With the fluctuation of magical power, the earth elemental power continued to surge.

The sound of the whip was rather crisp, cracking as if it were striking the faces of the two hall masters.

They were so frightened they jumped in fright.

Xu Xuan thought to himself, "This won't do. We're just making people work for free. As friends, we should reciprocate."

So he quietly asked if I wanted to give him a gift or something to show my appreciation.

Xiaoqing was a little worried when she heard this. To be honest, the combined net worth of all of them was not enough to compare, and she herself was just a freeloader.

After discussing it for a long time, they still couldn't come up with anything.

These two are incredibly resourceful when it comes to doing bad things, but they're rather unprofessional when it comes to doing good.

(End of this chapter)