The Three Teachings Converge into One: The Path of the Mortal and the Saintly is the Same

Poetry:

The evil spirits and demonic energy are dense, but the three true words can break through the enemy's edge.

The demonic seed vanished, the vengeful spirits dispersed, and the ancient castle, once a thousand years old, became a desolate tomb.

It is said that Su Qingxuan faced the magic circle without fear or retreat.

He shouted loudly, his righteous spirit awe-inspiring!

Before he finished speaking, Su Qingxuan raised his right hand and made a sweeping motion in the air; wherever his fingertips passed,

Golden runes appeared out of thin air, radiating a dazzling light.

The runes were ancient and solemn, containing the purest and most righteous energy in the world.

"The way of the Great Learning consists in manifesting one's bright virtue, in loving the people, and in abiding in perfect goodness."

Su Qingxuan's voice was clear and resonant, like a morning bell and evening drum, echoing throughout the entire Demon Prison.

In an instant, a powerful and righteous aura erupted from his body.

That righteous aura was like the blazing sun in the sky, its golden light shining in all directions.

It illuminated the entire Demon Prison.

The demon soldiers, illuminated by the golden light, immediately let out shrill screams.

The black aura emanating from them melted away rapidly, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

The body began to blur, revealing the original form of the canvas.

One by one, twisted, tormented souls broke free from the canvas.

Struggling painfully in the golden light.

"Ah—! My power!"

"No! I don't want to disappear!"

"Let me go..."

Upon seeing this, Arthur's expression changed drastically.

He hadn't expected Su Qingxuan's cultivation level to be so powerful.

It was able to easily suppress his demonic soldiers.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" Arthur shouted frantically.

"The demonic prison in my painting is invincible! No one can break through it!"

He formed a mudra with his hands and chanted incantations:

"With my blood, I offer sacrifice to my lord! Demon soldiers, heed my command, kill him!"

Arthur bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of black demonic blood.

The demonic blood spilled onto the crimson magic circle, instantly making the circle's light even more eerie.

Those demonic soldiers that were about to dissipate were nourished by demonic blood.

It reformed and became even more ferocious and powerful.

They roared and brandished their weapons as they lunged at Su Qingxuan.

Su Qingxuan remained expressionless, continuing to make empty gestures in the air with his left hand:

"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name."

A sense of tranquility spreads, like a spring breeze and gentle rain, nourishing things silently.

A gentle yet powerful force surged from Su Qingxuan's body.

It formed an invisible barrier.

The demonic soldiers that rushed forward were bounced back immediately upon hitting the barrier.

He fell to the ground, and his body began to disintegrate and disintegrate once again.

At the same time, the Taoist tranquility invaded the crimson magic array.

The flowing crimson runes began to break apart inch by inch.

The light from the magic circle dimmed, and cracks began to appear in the crimson light barrier.

"No! My magic circle!" Arthur screamed hysterically.

He never imagined that Su Qingxuan was proficient in such a martial art.

All of them were designed to counter his magic, and Su Qingxuan's cultivation level was also so high.

Su Qingxuan gave Arthur no chance to catch his breath.

He clasped his hands together and recited the mantra:

"If one sees me by my appearance or seeks me by my voice, that person walks a false path and cannot see the Tathagata."

"Who...who are you?" Arthur asked, trembling.

"How is it possible that you are proficient in the techniques of three meridians at the same time?"

This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!

"Who I am is unimportant." Su Qingxuan walked step by step towards Arthur, his tone icy.

"The important thing is that you have harmed countless lives; your crimes are heinous."

Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and exterminate you, this servant of the devil!

A flicker of panic crossed Arthur's eyes. He scrambled to his feet and turned to run.

"Trying to run?" Su Qingxuan sneered and flicked his finger.

A sliver of golden light shot from his fingertip, like a shooting star chasing the moon.

It caught up with Arthur in an instant and plunged into his chest.

"ah--!"

Arthur let out a heart-wrenching scream.

He clutched his chest, collapsed to the ground, and his body convulsed violently.

The jet-black demonic seed in his chest, enveloped in golden light containing the true meaning of the three veins, was struggling violently.

The demonic creature emitted a piercing shriek, attempting to break free from the golden light's restraints.

But the golden light, like a maggot clinging to a bone, tightly enveloped it, constantly refining its power.

"No... my lord... save me..." Arthur screamed frantically toward the sky.

But all that answered him was deathly silence.

The power of the demonic seed dissipated rapidly under the refinement of the golden light.

Arthur's life force was visibly fading, his skin and flesh...

As the demonic energy dissipated, it gradually turned into black ash, in just a few breaths.

His entire body dissipated into fine dust, which was swept away by the wind blowing in through the window cracks and vanished without a trace...

Su Qingxuan stared at the empty ground, his expression complex.

Arthur was also a pitiful person; he was parasitized by a demon and lost his sense of self.

Having become the Demon Lord's puppet, everything he did was not of his own volition.

But there's always a reason why someone is pitiful.

His hands were stained with the blood of countless lives; he was utterly wicked and deserved to die.

Su Qingxuan sighed, turned around and pushed open the door to the study.

Outside the study, the portraits in the corridor had all been turned into blank canvases.

The souls imprisoned within the painting were also freed with the destruction of the demonic seed.

The entire castle was shaking violently, wooden blocks were falling from the walls, and the ceiling was beginning to collapse.

It turns out that this ancient castle was maintained by the power of the demonic seed.

With the demon seed destroyed, the castle's barrier shattered, revealing its true form.

Su Qingxuan walked quickly down the stairs and arrived at the restaurant.

Lin Wanqing and the other three women were waiting anxiously.

Upon seeing Su Qingxuan emerge, they immediately surrounded her.

"Young Master! Are you alright?" Lin Wanqing asked with concern.

"I'm fine," Su Qingxuan said with a smile.

"What just happened?" Xiao Lingxi asked.

"We heard a huge noise, and then the whole castle started shaking."

We wanted to go up to you, but a barrier blocked our way.

"It's nothing, I just solved a big problem." Su Qingxuan was clearly in a good mood.

He then added, "We'll talk about it later. This castle is about to collapse, we need to get out of here quickly."

The five people quickly ran out of the castle.

The moment they ran out of the castle gate, a deafening roar came from behind them.

The entire castle collapsed with a roar, turning into ruins.

Dust billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun...

Su Qingxuan and the others stood at a distance, quietly watching the ruins.

The sun had completely set, and night had enveloped the earth.

Silver Mirror Lake has returned to its calm state, its waters shimmering gently in the moonlight.

The cold and rotten smell in the air had disappeared.

It exudes a fresh scent of grass and trees and the aroma of lake water.

"It turns out that everything we saw was an illusion."

Looking at the ruins, Lin Wanqing said with lingering fear,

"All that talk about a modern conference center and elegant old aristocracy is fake."

"Yes." Su Qingxuan nodded.

"From the moment we stepped into the castle, we were already trapped in a magical realm."

What we see, hear, and smell are all illusions created by Arthur using the power of the demon seed.

The only things that are real are himself and the demonic seed within him.

"That was terrifying." Xiao Lingxi patted her chest.

"If it weren't for you, young master, we would probably all be dead here."

"You just haven't recovered your cultivation level, so you can't see through it..."

"Alright, it's all in the past," Su Qingxuan said with a smile.

"Now that this matter is settled, our trip to Europa should also come to an end."

A glimmer of light appeared in the eastern sky.

A red sun is slowly rising on the horizon.

Golden sunlight pierced the darkness, illuminating the earth and shining into Su Qingxuan's eyes.

A wise light shone in Su Qingxuan's eyes.

The Black Lotus Society's power was far greater than he had imagined.

This trip to Eurodal, although it eliminated Arthur, the leader,

However, the Black Lotus Sect has been operating for over a thousand years, with numerous followers spread across a wide area.

What he saw and heard during his entire journey westward was truly shocking.

He discovered countless lurking and hidden demonic thoughts and demonic forces.

These are all hidden dangers for the Great Xia civilization, and even for the entire world civilization.

Perhaps an even greater crisis awaits him in the future.

Now, he is no longer a lone warrior; he is not fighting alone.

Behind him are millions of people who love peace and pursue light.

As long as they unite as one and uphold the right path, they will surely be able to overcome darkness and usher in the light.

"Let's go," Su Qingxuan said. "Let's go home."

The five of them, facing the rising sun, embarked on their journey home...

Their figures, bathed in the golden sunlight, were gilded with a golden glow.

A peaceful and sacred light emanates from this land in the west.

The thousand-year-old demonic shadow of Silver Mirror Lake has finally dissipated.

The battle between Su Qingxuan and the Guixu Apostles is far from over.

On the return flight, Su Qingxuan closed his eyes and pondered, organizing his observations from the past few months of "visit".

The plane pierced through the clouds and fog, with snow-capped mountains stretching below.

The Tianji Mountains are known as the roof of the world.

Su Qingxuan looked down at this vast, snow-capped mountain range...

"Wanqing, Lingxi, Lingyue, Chiying." Su Qingxuan opened his eyes and looked at the four women.

"What insights have you each gained from this journey to the west? Share them with us."

"The combination of the spiritual medical traditions of our Great Xia with the cultivation of mind and character may provide new ideas for the west."

Xiao Lingyue said, "The crisis of faith in the West lies in the alienation of 'God'."

The deities of Christianity are increasingly becoming abstract symbols, losing their appeal.

Emerging heretical cults, on the other hand, use the indulgence of desires as bait, but in reality, they are engaging in mind control.

To attain true faith, one must return to the origin of one's true nature.

True faith lies not in external deities, but in the compassion, wisdom, and conscience within one's heart.

Chi Ying said, "The hegemonic mindset of the West stems from 'fear' and 'greed'."

Fear of losing dominance breeds greed for more resources and power.

Su Qingxuan looked out the window; the sun was rising in the east…

Su Qingxuan suddenly said:

"Once this matter is resolved, we will return to the Heavenly Realm."

"Reporting to the Heavenly Venerable, it may be possible to completely eliminate the Demon Lord of the Void and forever preserve peace and tranquility in the Three Realms."

The four women nodded emphatically, their eyes filled with tears.

The plane flew over the Tianji Snow Mountain and entered the airspace of Daxia.

Below, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the city lights shine like stars.

The three-vein seal pendant on Su Qingxuan's chest vibrated, emitting a pleasant chime.

He sensed that in this land, culture was flourishing and goodwill was gathering...

"You're back." Su Qingxuan smiled.

The rising sun broke through the clouds, its golden rays illuminating the mountains and rivers...

It is:

Traveling ten thousand miles westward, I discerned the root of evil, and comprehended the gate to liberation from calamity through the understanding of the mind.

The spark that ignited the prairie fire shines brightly like the sun and moon; the road ahead is one of great harmony, just as spring arrives.