Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 603 Bu Er
After being punched a few times at Jintian Academy, the crooked tree was thrown to Jintian Academy.

Master Li looked at the middle-aged scholar in front of him with some surprise; this man was quite remarkable.

He then said that once he arrived, he should do his job well, and if he did well, he would one day be able to return to the two academies.

"Our academy has produced many students from the three major academies, so this is nothing special."

"But there is one person I must mention, and that is the pride of Qiantang!"

"I suppose you've heard of it, it is..."

Zhou Ju had an ominous premonition; this damned academy seemed to be shrouded in some kind of shadow.

"Xu Xuan!"

The crooked tree seemed struck by lightning; its fall from the position of prefect to this state was entirely due to this man. How could this be?
Master Li chuckled inwardly; he also received letters.

That's right, the Holy Father's arrangements are not over yet. He finally got a task that allows him to increase his favorability, but in order to win over this epic NPC, he still has to torment this bastard a bit more before he can find a breakthrough.

Meanwhile, those who could torment Xu Xuan were also taking action.

Bai Suzhen arrived at the South China Sea Secret Realm and took out the half of the charred willow leaf.

On the shores of the South China Sea, the sound of the tides is no more.

The once radiant purple bamboo barrier is now reduced to a sickly pale purple film, undulating weakly like the umbrella of a dying jellyfish.

When you pass through the barrier, your skin will feel sticky as if it's being wrapped in spider webs, and your nasal cavity will immediately be filled with a strange smell that is a mixture of rotting seaweed and sweet, bloody odor.

Like the Antarctic Emperor's dojo I visited before, this place is also abandoned. It exhibits several unusual phenomena that occur when a blessed land is nearing the end of its lifespan.

The bamboo stalks, which should have been as smooth and lustrous as jade, were now covered with spiderweb-like black mycelium, and the bamboo leaves were withered, yellow, and curled.

The lotus-patterned bricks paving the forest path are mostly broken, and the lotus pond, which should be clear, now gleams with an oily sheen.

The archway at the entrance of Chaoyin Cave is half collapsed, and fragments of glazed tiles are scattered on the steps. The carved wooden door is half open, and instead of the usual necklaces, a string of dried, unidentified objects hangs on the door knocker.

The Ganlu Spring on the back mountain has completely dried up, and the springhead is covered with a hard crust like scabs. The Heart Sutra inscription on the nearby stele is all raised.

Bai Suzhen wasn't too surprised; she had been to this place more than once.

The obvious dangers have long been dealt with, and she can stay here briefly without touching the hidden dangers.

Among the many sacred sites of immortals, Buddhas, and saints, the South China Sea Secret Realm is the safest.

The entrance to Lishan Mountain is hidden in the starry sky, and without the guidance of the human world's mountain gate, Bai Suzhen alone would not be able to find it.

With practiced ease, he found the withered lotus platform, picked up a willow leaf, placed it on it, and sincerely kowtowed.

"Please enlighten me, Bodhisattva."

Water gushed forth from the lotus platform, intermittent rays of Buddha's light flowing out along with it, and in the hazy light, the image of a Bodhisattva appeared.

His eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and the white hair between them shimmered with seven-colored light, yet none of the eighty-four thousand rays of light were visible. His eyes were lowered, gazing upon the suffering of all beings, yet they lacked a certain spiritual brilliance.

Her lips were like crimson, her face like the gold of Jambudvipa, and she wore a heavenly crown adorned with necklaces inlaid with the jewel of Vairocana Mani. In the center of the crown stood a Buddha image, twenty-five yojanas tall. Her arms were the color of red lotuses, reflecting all the pure lands of Buddhas.

Dressed in celestial robes, their flowing garments swaying, they stand in the water, their feet resting on lotus leaves, exuding a carefree and serene air. Their hands are clasped together, displaying a relaxed and at ease demeanor.

It implies that of the 84,000 Dharma gates, the non-dual Dharma gate is the highest.

The Bodhisattva's path is profound, and the Buddha's teachings are boundless. He protects all beings from disasters and difficulties, and brings them boundless blessings and longevity.

"The Incomparable Guanyin?" This time, it was actually this Dharma image that was invoked?
Bai Suzhen was startled; the shadow she sensed this time was so strange.

The dualistic and the one-like Avalokitesvara are considered to be the most essential manifestations of the thirty-three forms of a Bodhisattva, and the highest embodiment of their spiritual practice.

There was once a master who devoted himself to Buddhist practice and secluded himself for nineteen years. One day, while meditating, he suddenly felt wisps of smoke rising from the Niwan Palace on the top of his head. In the darkness, he sensed Guanyin Bodhisattva preaching the Dharma.

The master fully and consciously comprehended the tenets of Buddhism, founded the Pure Land School, and was also known as the second patriarch of the Lotus Society.

Bai Suzhen was somewhat puzzled. Why did her question have to attract the attention of this Dharma Master?
But it doesn't matter. Although the thirty-three phases each have their own focus, they are all boundless in their magical power.

Guided by the Heart Sutra, colorful light enveloped the area, and the deduction began.

Knowing that Xu Hanwen's evil deeds and consequences accumulate like the blazing sun, he naturally wouldn't try to deduce it himself anymore. Therefore, relying on his affinity with the Bodhisattva to help him evolve is a better approach.

Under someone's guidance, the devout Bai Suzhen also underwent some changes; at least she would never have dared to do this before.

Amidst the light and shadow, a secret technique was used to shift the flow of fortune, and then a willow leaf was used as a blade to sever the karmic entanglement. Xu Xuan died tragically, and the individual's mental state was shattered, resulting in failure to overcome the tribulation.

Amidst the light and shadow, ignoring Xu Xuan, Yunmengze reappears, the earth dragon tumbles for thousands of miles, flooding the land of the Nine Provinces, and the white snake defies the heavens, failing its tribulation.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, the couple's marriage brought a surge in their combined fortunes, causing countless calamities to befall the land. Xu Xuan succumbed to demonic possession, becoming an unparalleled killer, sweeping away all evil spirits and demons from the world. He used his magical power to interfere in human affairs, altering the rules of this realm and initiating the calamity of the end times, accompanying Xu Xuan to the very end, with no chance of escape.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, the White Snake suppressed Xu Xuan for five hundred years. When the tribulation was complete, the Demon Lord was born, and the human tribulation erupted, leading to bloodshed and the mutual destruction of both.

Amidst the light and shadow, Xu Xuanxiu reached the pinnacle, suppressing the White Serpent for five hundred years, neither of them able to transcend.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, the two are married, and the image of Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy who grants children, appears, leading to Xu Xuan's tragic death.

Throughout all the myriad transformations, Bai Suzhen's intentions were evident. No one knew how many methods she devised at the bottom of West Lake to overcome her love tribulations.

But why is it that most of the deaths are tragic for Xu Xuan?
Unbeknownst to them, the color of the Guanyin Bodhisattva gradually faded, black mist filled the South China Sea Secret Realm, and the marks on the willow leaves deepened once again.

Bai Suzhen, realizing what was happening, gritted her teeth and left, only to find herself with even more trouble on this journey.

Xu Xuan, who had already arrived in Minzhong County, felt a chill run through his body. Had too many people been eyeing him lately?

First, a high-ranking Tibetan monk got involved in a karmic connection with Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, which was naturally discovered by the Holy Father.

This is outrageous!
He immediately dragged the other party into his own karma, making sure the other party saw everything clearly, and sent them away on the spot.

Later, someone else spied on him from an unknown place, but he still couldn't find any trace of them.

The world is too dangerous.

When they came to their senses, the four of them had already arrived in Minzhong County and were heading straight for Zhanlu Mountain.

The journey winds through mountains, the rustling of pines and the babbling of springs captivating the eye. Reaching the summit, the view suddenly opens up, gradually flattening out and revealing layered valleys and peaks. On a clear day, the mountains gleam with golden light, and the fields and villages of Pucheng and Zhenghe counties are faintly visible in the distance; on a rainy day, a misty haze hangs in the air, a chilling atmosphere pervading the landscape, like a vast, dark sea of ​​clouds, a chilling and awe-inspiring sight.

"Master Xu, do you really understand sword forging?"

"Should we go to the sword hut in the mountains and find a master swordsman to help us?"

Ji Yongrui raised questions and offered a solution tactfully, while the other two Qi expressed their support through silence.

Xu Xuan was furious. I watched several of those scenes when I was forging swords in Gan Jiang.

Of course, their first problem now is finding a furnace to forge swords.

(End of this chapter)