Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 11 The Way Disappears, Demons Rise
In the Third Affiliated Hospital.

This small courtyard is the residence of the academy's official staff. Although it is called a small courtyard, it is quite spacious in this mountain area, and there is even a lotus pond.

Unfortunately, the lotus flowers in the pond are not yet in bloom; they are just buds.

The two-story house is fully furnished and equipped, designed for move-in ready living.

Xu Xuan exclaimed, "This is the life I've always longed for!"

He then sat down at his desk to practice calligraphy and calm his mind, and he found that this habit of scholars was indeed quite remarkable.

I practiced calligraphy a few times, but the content was still messy and disorganized.

It turns out that it is so difficult to see through one's own heart.

Finally, he could only lift the pen and suspend it on the paper, but there was nowhere to put the pen to. The ink was flowing from the tip of the pen and was about to drip.

This symbolizes Xu Xuan's inner hesitation.

The academician's wife, Chongqi Academy, Monk Ruoxu, true or false.

Is this the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai? No! This world is so vast, it must be more than just this.

The memories and minds of the two Xu Xuans from past and future lives are merging.

The sixteen images deep within the soul are even more chaotic.

Creak~~~~
A small crack appeared in the window of the library in the distance, letting in a gentle breeze.

Just then, a butterfly flew out of the window onto the third floor, fluttering around the room in a dreamlike manner.

When one is engrossed in watching, one's mind becomes absorbed, and the brush in one's hand naturally moves across the rice paper.

When I came to my senses, I took a look.

Heaven and earth were born together with me, and all things are one with me.

"So that's it, it's Zhuang Zhou."

If Professor Liu of the Ming Shuke Academy were to see this, he would surely be amazed. This line of text deserves the title "true".

I coexist with the world; it is real and I am real, yet it is also fake and I am real.

My will is the core of my understanding of the world.

But the true self remains unchanged.

His spirit shone brightly, then disappeared into his body without any further signs.

In the pond, a gentle breeze blows, and lotus flowers bloom, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.

If Xu looked towards the direction of the Third Affiliated Hospital from the back mountain, his spirit had returned to oneness, lacking only essence and energy; he was truly an extraordinary person.

After gaining a clear understanding of the world and himself, Xu Xuan completely put this question aside.

I started thinking about what to do next.

If the monk Ruoxu could summon wind and rain and tear paper into butterflies, it would show that this world possesses powers beyond the mundane.

Therefore, the erotic picture he encountered, as well as the hallucinations and other anomalies he experienced, all had a completely new explanation.

So, is it teaching or cultivating immortality? Or teaching and cultivating immortality at the same time?
This time, it wasn't driven by my mind, but rather I wrote a poem with a feeling of joy.

I roam the North Sea at dawn and the Cangwu Mountains at dusk, a green snake hidden in my sleeve, my courage boundless. Three times I was drunk in Yueyang, yet no one recognized me; I recited aloud as I flew across Dongting Lake.

The characters are flamboyant and unrestrained, with a touch of frivolity amidst their ethereal quality.

"Tsk tsk tsk, beautiful calligraphy! Hahahaha."

In the middle of the night, a man was laughing uncontrollably in his room.

I, Xu Xuan, may be a born immortal being; otherwise, what virtue or ability do I possess to break through the limits of mortals as the monk Ruoxu said?

I'm so worried about whether it will fly forward or backward.

"Hahahaha~~~~~"

If the courtyards of the instructors weren't somewhat spaced out, Instructor Xu's reputation might not be so good.

As night deepened, Xu Xuan, exhausted from all the commotion, lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The last thought in my mind was that I should ask the monk honestly tomorrow, since I'm not a bad person anyway.

In the dream, the White Lotus Descent Sutra created by the Buddha's Enemy began to operate again, and the sixteenth image was reconstructing the face of the deity.

The next day, it was still the ten-day holiday. Apart from the teachers, there were no outsiders at the academy.

Who whispered in my ear, "Your love for me will never change"?

Just for this one line, ah... even heartbreak wouldn't be a regret.

Instructor Xu arrived at the back mountain singing a song that was somewhat embarrassing and even a little immoral for this era.

A small waterfall is cascading down, and the water flows around the entire academy.

With its beautiful scenery, it's definitely a great place for couples to meet.

Unfortunately, the reform of the academy did not include such a shocking proposal as co-education.

The two people are talking here right now.

"Master Ruoxu, may I ask what Buddhism is?"

“Benefactor Xu, you don’t care about Buddhism at all, so you can speak frankly if you have something to say.”

The white-robed monk ruthlessly exposed Xu Xuan's tactics for cultivating relationships.

Those who practice Buddhism are exceptionally perceptive in spirit; even if someone suddenly pulls out an amazing verse, they will not immediately believe it to be true.

The Buddha said: "In the future, evil demons will transform themselves into monks and enter the Sangha, spreading all sorts of heretical teachings and leading many beings into wrong views."

Buddhist disciples have suffered too many losses at the hands of heretics, and highly accomplished monks are always very wary.

Having failed to build a relationship, Xu Xuan could only admit it frankly.

"Master, I just want to ask what the Tao is."

Ruoxu sat on a large rock, watching the water flowing beneath his feet with little ripple.

"Cultivation is the pursuit of the Tao. When the Tao is attained, one obtains the fruit of the Tao. Taoists become immortals, Buddhists become Buddhas, and other methods of cultivation all yield results."

"Longevity, moving mountains and filling seas, and traveling through the three thousand worlds are merely minor details in the pursuit of the Dao."

"The righteous path, the evil path, and the demonic path are all paths; the path does not distinguish between good and evil."

In Xu Xuan's eyes, Ruoxu, who said those words, was definitely a highly virtuous monk.

Even though he's still a novice, he understands this state of mind and insight—it's incredible, far surpassing his own level of expertise.

Unfortunately, I, Xu, do not have that mindset. I came here for immortality, to move mountains and fill seas, and to travel through the three thousand worlds.

"Ahem, Master, are there cultivation realms for cultivators? Are there immortals in this world?"

Although Xu Xuan really wanted to ask about specific cultivation matters, he knew he had to proceed step by step, and besides, he also needed to seriously understand this world.

What if our exceptional talent makes us a target for powerful cultivation factions?

For example, the Nine Heavens Demon-Subduing Ancestor insisted on passing on the True Martial Sword, or the Yellow Emperor wanted to pass on the secret technique of controlling three thousand women.

He asked the question with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

If the teacher were a worldly person visible to the naked eye, how could such a person have such a pure soul?
"Humans are the head of all spirits, so there is no difference between the cultivation world and the human world."

There are also disputes over the orthodoxy of sects, and even more so, disputes between good and evil.

What ordinary cultivators were vying for had shifted from high-ranking positions, generous salaries, and riches to competing for famous mountains, sacred sites, and rare and precious materials.

It's just that, under the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth, certain rules must be followed.

As expected, Ruoxu's very first sentence shattered the yearning for immortality.

After all, even the gods in the story have their own personal desires.

What Ruoxu said next was truly earth-shattering for Xu Xuan.

"Gods and Buddhas existed before, but they are no longer here."

"Gone?!"

Xu Xuan was shocked. This?!
"At some point, the legendary Heavenly Court and Mount Ling disappeared. Without gods to maintain order in the world, the rules became chaotic, and the righteous declined while the demonic forces rose."

"The evil and heretical sects are unaffected, and even receive some divine favor. The demon race is also unaffected, since the demon race only needs to cultivate magic power, demonic body, and innate divine abilities."

Xu Xuan suddenly went numb.

No, I haven't even entered the cultivation world yet, and you're telling me that the Tao is declining and demons are rising?
(End of this chapter)