Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 622 The Tribulation of the Zhanlu Weapon
The foothills of Qinxi Mountain have taken on a new look.

Auspicious clouds swirl around, and golden springs gush from the earth. The sunlight falls like gauze, and the mountain mist swirls into rosy clouds. Withered trees sprout new buds in spring, and parched soil grows lush and blooms with spiritual flowers.

Occasionally, a white deer carrying a lingzhi mushroom would pass by, or a crane would flap its wings and soar through the air, creating the scene of a blessed land.

Xu Xuan and the others sat cross-legged on the blue stone, waiting for the right opportunity.

Xiahou the swordsman sat with his sword in his arms, but his gaze couldn't help but drift towards the weapons beside Xu Xuan.

The twin swords Gan Jiang and Mo Xie leaned against the stone, their crimson blades and frosty white edges reflecting each other. The swords revealed intertwined male and female phantoms, sometimes embracing, sometimes fighting, their thousand-year-old grudges unresolved.

The Fish Intestine Sword was stuck in the ground. Its short blade, which was only three inches and seven fen long, looked simple, but it made all the surrounding weeds bow down.

Further away, the broken remains of the Victorious Evil Sword gleamed with an eerie light, and yin energy writhed at the broken edge, with evil and auspicious energies vying for dominance.

Showing off swords is such a niche hobby.

According to Xu Xuan, these swords are either in tombs, in the underworld, or in the fire of the underworld; very few of them live in the normal world.

We need to make some effort so that they are no longer gloomy.

Just like sun-dried bedding, it will have the smell of sunshine.

I absolutely dare not get any closer to those horrible mites.

Xiahou finally couldn't resist and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Mr. Xu, may I have the honor of examining these divine weapons?"

Swordsmen always yearn for divine weapons, and there are several that are within their grasp.

Xu Xuan smiled and nodded.

As they observed the sword, everyone gradually sensed something was amiss.

The moment Xiahou's fingertips touched the Moye sword, he heard a woman sobbing from within it, which stirred a surge of emotion within him, reminding him of the little flower at the village entrance when he was a child.

He quickly let go; this sword was too dangerous to touch.

Touching Gan Jiang, he was instantly engulfed in flames. "You tyrant! You tyrant! You've ruined my husband and me! May you die a horrible death!" Hatred surged through his heart, and he wished he could find a king to kill to vent his anger.

He quickly let go; this sword was too hateful to touch.

Turning around and touching the hilt of the Fish Intestine Sword, countless images of regicide flooded his mind: the underdog overthrowing the superior, and everyone becoming an enemy within arm's reach. Even looking at Mr. Xu, he felt a little restless.

He let go in horror; the sword was too dangerous to touch.

As soon as he got close to the broken sword of Shengxie, his blood and qi were reversed, and he couldn't even hold it.

Get away immediately; this sword is too evil to touch.

Only Xu Xuan casually picked up Gan Jiang and held Mo Xie in reverse, the cold light of which was as warm as an old friend; he twirled the Yu Chang Sword in his palm, the murder weapon of killing the king showing a sense of intimacy; even the broken piece of the Sheng Xie Sword took the initiative to restrain its evil aura by three points... it was somewhat afraid.

Xiahou remained silent. You...
Xu Xuan smiled and simply sheathed his two swords.

At this moment——

"Boom!"

A deafening roar came from the depths of the subterranean fire, and the sealing stone tablet trembled once more. Xu Xuan abruptly stood up, the weapons in his sleeves trembling in unison, as if echoing the will of heaven.

He strode towards the lava to observe the heat, his silhouette both demonic and divine, only a soft sigh drifting on the wind:
"Swords have no inherent good or evil... it's all about human nature."

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, suddenly realizing that this gentleman who always said "Amitabha" was perhaps more dangerous than all the murderous swords combined!
But from the sidelines, where no one could see, someone's face was practically beaming with joy.

That was such a cool pose! Hahahaha~~~~~
On the seventh day, the celestial phenomena at the foot of Qinxi Mountain suddenly changed!
Auspicious omens appear frequently, revealing the secrets of heaven!
As the mountain wind passed by, it brought forth clear and melodious bell sounds, as if an unseen person was shaking a dharma bell.

A beam of light shot into the sky, transforming into a pillar of light that pierced the heavens and the earth, reaching straight into the nine heavens.

In an instant, the earth's veins at the foot of Qinxi Mountain trembled, the rocks hummed, and countless pure and righteous energies burst forth from the depths of the earth's veins, like a celestial river hanging upside down, cleansing the surrounding wilderness!
That aura was extremely strong and righteous. Wherever it passed, the gloom and black mist of the world melted away like snow meeting boiling water, making a "hissing" sound, and vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Sheng Xie felt as if he had encountered a mortal enemy, wishing he could fly up and slay his foe. Unfortunately, it was ultimately just a broken sword, and could only retreat into the jade pot to temporarily avoid its sharp edge. Not only it, but Gan Jiang, Mo Xie, and the Fish Intestine Sword also retreated.

The Sword of Benevolence is a flawless divine weapon, and after being infused with the true heart by successive sword masters, its power is several times stronger than when it was first forged.

They can only catch up if they follow Xu Xuan and kill more emperors and influence the course of the world.

Xu Xuan stood at the edge of the fiery ground, his gaze calm as he looked at the red-hot stone tablet deep within the magma.

On the surface of the stone tablet, the ancient inscriptions now writhe like living things, with the ancient seal script faintly visible, as if struggling or lamenting.

The sword conveyed the message that the time was not yet ripe, while the Father said, "The time has come."

With a leap, he stepped directly into the fiery ground!
This was not a sacrifice to the sword. The little golden man walked as if on a smooth road, the lava flowed away, the golden liquid retreated, and he reached out to touch the stone tablet.

"boom!!!"

The stone tablet was forcibly pulled out, and the magma instantly boiled, but it could not erupt under the suppression of the auspicious aura, and could only roll and roar like a trapped beast.

He threw the stone tablet to the ground, clenched his right fist, and his bones and muscles cracked like thunder!
With celestial skin and jade-like bones, plus the divine power of a Vajra, one would be the best hammer.

Let me show you how we forged Gan Jiang and Mo Xie a thousand years ago!
With a single punch, the stone tablet trembled violently, and fine cracks appeared on its surface!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three punches followed in quick succession, each more powerful than the last. Wherever the punch landed, the sealing runes on the stone tablet shattered inch by inch!

Boom!

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded in the sky, but no lightning struck down; it was as if an extraterrestrial force was hindering the birth of the divine sword.

Zhanlu does not belong to this era!
Xu Xuan ignored him and continued to beat the machine, even finding the so-called timing laughable.

What time is it? We, the righteous path, desperately need strength!
And so each subsequent hammer blow was louder and more rapid than the thunder in the sky.

Boom!

Another clap of thunder sounded, and the sky turned pitch black, as if a torrential rain had begun.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, and from within them came the wailing of ten thousand ghosts!
The calamity arrived as expected!

Good and evil cannot coexist. When evil is defeated, a righteous master like Xu Xuan will step in to quell the calamity.

When Zhanlu is born, there will be terrifying evil forces coming to stop it.

Countless twisted shadows swooped down from the clouds, some with bloody hands, some with bone claws, some with hair entwined with curses... They frantically pounced on that wisp of green mist, trying to corrupt and devour it!

It contains human resentment, remnants of the ghost realm, and minor demons and monsters mixed in.

They were all obstacles chosen by fate, and their large, menacing group was quite frightening.

Before Xu Xuan and the others could make a move, a burst of azure energy suddenly erupted.

Like a sharp sword sweeping across the sky, wherever it passes, evil shadows dissolve, dark clouds dissipate, and a clear blue sky appears once again.

Zhanlu may not want to be detached from the world, but that doesn't mean he can let these demons and monsters run rampant. The weight of the sword of benevolence has always been very heavy in history.

Seeing that they could do nothing about the divine sword in the stele, the shadows all rushed towards the swordsmith who was hammering the stele.

This human looks... ordinary.

Killing him would also prevent the divine sword from being born.

Countless black tides rose from the human world, carrying with them the greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, and jealousy of living beings, transforming into a viscous river of karma that roared and poured into Xu Xuan's seven orifices.

(End of this chapter)