Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 13 The White Lotus Descends
"here it is?"

A stone-paved path, with endless mist on both sides.

A feeling of familiarity mixed with strangeness lingered in my heart, as if I came here often.

The moment the thought arose, the world suddenly became clear.

After one's spirit and energy are completely restored, some lost memories reappear.

From a third-person perspective, Xu Xuan sees himself riding the wind, singing all the way through mountains and rivers.

They saw that Zhang San, that real bastard, had brought cultivators to seek revenge.

I never knew I'd been through such a crisis; I guess I was too soft-hearted after all.

Remembering Ruoxu's words about the law of cause and effect, Xu Xuan understood.

I was too kind-hearted. Since the cause has been created, the result should be dealt with decisively.

He then calmly continued watching, knowing that he was still successfully entering the path, which meant that the ordeal was over.

Maybe some righteous person will appear later, or something unexpected will happen... oh, no, this...
Xu Xuan watched helplessly as 'himself' stood up, his eyes gleaming with white light, and with a single finger, killed the cultivator.

It was clearly an evil method that extracted the cultivator's essence, blood, and soul and absorbed them into the body.

Moreover, the Unborn Mother and the Vast Homeland.
The hanging heart finally died.

Master Ruoxu, you are wrong.

We're not the second type who mistakenly ate rare and precious herbs, but the third type—we ate cultivators as rare and precious herbs.

The Way declines while the Demonic Way rises; this is no exaggeration.

Once his memories were complete, Xu Xuan's path to enlightenment began without hesitation.

Then, looking up, one sees sixteen paintings swirling in the air.

Sixteen erotic paintings were deconstructed into countless lines that evolved into the Sixteen Contemplations of Pure Land: the rising and setting of the sun and moon, the lapis lazuli soil, the seven-jeweled lotus, and the flowing Mani water, all of which expound the wondrous Dharma.

Furthermore, I saw Guanyin, Mahasthamaprapta and other heavenly bodhisattvas emitting immeasurable light, truly the Western Paradise.

"Ruoxu once said that the scenery one sees when entering the Tao is different for everyone."

"How could I possibly possess the grandeur of a Buddhist sect?"

Unorthodox methods + Buddhist demeanor = ?

A single thought can change the world.

The sun sets in the west, destroying countless precious pavilions; the Pure Land is extinguished, and the Mani jewels turn into mud; Bodhisattvas shed tears, their golden bodies decay, and the light of wisdom is extinguished—all these scenes unfold one by one.

It seems like what just happened was the most beautiful fairy tale in the world, but now the real world is here.

The eight sufferings of Buddhism, the three poisons of the human world, the five signs of decay for Taoists, and the disorder of heaven and earth.

Endless flames of war have stained the vast land red, and the Ganges world has slaughtered billions of lives.

Despair, death, and darkness engulfed the world.

At that very moment, the Holy Mother of Creation, high above, wept with sorrow and took a lotus seed from the chaos, throwing it into the deepest abyss.

After undergoing countless trials, the lotus seed slowly blooms in response to the expectations of the world, with 84,000 lotus petals gathering here from all over the world.

Flowers bloom, and the world is born.

The faceless Holy Mother sits cross-legged atop a white lotus, her majestic countenance radiating brilliance.

The Great Vow of Pure Land: to transform the human world into the Pure Land; The Great Vow of White Lotus: to transform the Pure Land into the human world.

As the Dharma form appeared, an inexplicable fluctuation emanated from an unknown place.

The True Scripture of the White Lotus Descending to Earth!

Those who are not blessed with great fortune and profound karma are not allowed to cultivate. The first hurdle in cultivation is entering Nirvana!

Xu Xuanhao employed powerful propaganda techniques, integrating his doctrines into his exercises.

Furthermore, what does it mean that those without great fortune and profound karma are not allowed to cultivate?

Will I have a major karmic consequence?

For the first hurdle, he thought of the mad scholar Xu Xuan who committed suicide.

Shocked and bewildered. The faceless deity seemed to come alive, its robes fluttering without wind, its chest rising and falling slightly.

The vital essence returns to its proper place.

Blah blah blah
The sound of blood flowing was deafening, like the roar of a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, a magnificent and ever-changing sound.

thump! thump! thump!
This is the sound of the heart, resounding like a great bell echoing throughout the inner world.

Vitality descends
An indescribable river of primordial energy descended from the heavens, falling upon the Dharma Image and beginning to penetrate each of its star-like acupoints.

Like a whale drinking from a stream, or the sea returning to its cradle.

When all the lights were lit, the deity was already standing on the lotus, his figure dancing like a god of destruction.

The soul and spirit become one.

Xu Xuan himself shone brightly, echoing the divine deity.

One is human, one is god; one is small, one is large; the boundaries between them begin to blur.

When the image of the Holy Mother returned to the time before the separation of Yin and Yang, the white lotus bloomed again, separating Yin and Yang once more, and standing atop it was—Xu Xuan, the White Lotus.

What the heck is this "White Lotus Saint Father"?

Even during the life leap, Xu Xuan still had countless things he couldn't control.

This method is far too humane.

Subsequently, changes beyond the initial stage of enlightenment occurred.

White lotuses rose from beneath his feet, and Xu Xuan's perspective rose to an unknown place.

Look down.

I saw Chongqi Academy nestled in Nanshan Mountain, enveloped by a pure and powerful aura. Refined by centuries of cultural heritage, countless generations of students have sought knowledge from the thoughts of the sages with their own sincerity. Chongqi Academy has transformed the entire mountain into a sacred place of Confucianism and Taoism.

Above the library, an ancient bamboo scroll floated on the surface, showing no reaction even after sensing Xu Xuan's gaze.

It seemed to recognize the new junior instructor at the academy, and a familiar-looking butterfly was fluttering around.

A golden light shimmered on the back mountain; that was where Ruoxu lived in his hut.

"Is this the perspective one gains after entering the path?"

When Xu Xuan looked up again, the world was colorful, but it made him feel very scared and depressed.

Green, black, purple, and blood-red energies swirled around the sky, but the aura of good fortune had vanished, replaced only by countless dark clouds.

If this continues, people's hearts will eventually degenerate into a realm of demons, the righteous will perish and evil will rise, a truly terrifying prospect.

Little did they know, he himself was the greatest monster in the rise and fall of the Dao.

Because of Xu Xuan's entry into the Dao, the aura of the white lotus reappeared in the eyes of the great supernatural beings.

The bottom of the Yangtze River once again froze, its vertical pupils gazing upwards. Then the river water rose and fell, as if rejoicing in the anticipation of another great spectacle.

Within the eye of the East China Sea, chains rattled, triggering countless underwater volcanoes that obliterated coastal island nations—a truly exhilarating sight.

A burst of blood-red light erupted atop Mount Shu, and from within the blood cave, countless skulls formed a gigantic human face that roared—this was extreme rage.

In the Zoroastrian community of the Northwest, demonic flames soared into the sky, burning several missionary kings to ashes—an act of venting anger.

On the grasslands, the Eternal Heaven was enraged, with winds rising, clouds surging, lightning flashing, and thunder roaring. Then, heavy snow fell, freezing the northern border, and the battle of faith began anew.

In the underworld, countless spirits wailed incessantly, and Black Mountain trembled violently.

Hidden followers of the White Lotus sect in various places also sensed the aura of the White Lotus Mother, who had disappeared for decades, and began to spread the word, as if a major event was about to take place.

In Kyoto, the golden dragon of the Great Jin Dynasty roared incessantly, as if it had encountered a mortal enemy.

The emperor who had cultivated immortality for decades also reappeared in the sight of his court officials.

The world is different because of this.

Countless hidden orders were issued from both the righteous and evil factions by various major powers, vowing to find the new—White Lotus Demoness.

We must never allow it to sweep across the world again!
All the outstanding female cultivators of the past few decades have been targeted, and even the demon race is conducting its own investigation, demonstrating the far-reaching influence of this event.

(End of this chapter)