Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 69 What are you waiting for?

The outcome of a gambling match is related to one's own fate; if one loses, one's luck will decline and misfortune will befall one.

As one side gains and the other loses, Xu Xuan's side will be blessed with good fortune and great luck.

As practitioners, we should not easily commit to any bets or duels.

But I don't know how I was bewitched that day and fell into Xu Xuan's evil trap.

Tenzin was filled with fear and resolved to stay in the mansion to chant sutras and recite Buddhist prayers, and not go anywhere else.

We will perform the Vajra Subduing Demons ritual after this period has passed.

In just three whole days, one day was spent dealing with the Wang family, and the rest was all spent dealing with this evil monk.

At this moment, a group of yamen runners rushed into the young master Wang's courtyard with their weapons.

"According to a tip-off, there are monks from outside the region who are hiding here. We fear they may be spies from the Western Regions who are trying to mislead people in the Central Plains."

"We would like to ask you all to do us a favor and allow us to arrest this bald thief and bring him back to the county office for questioning."

This was the second merit that Xu Xuan presented to the county magistrate.

"I am not a spy, but just a monk."

Tenzin naturally didn't want to go to the county government office, where the imperial court's influence was suppressing the spiritual energy. If a cultivator went there, their magical power would not circulate smoothly, and they would also accumulate a lot of karma.

The county constable sneered.

"You say you're a monk, so you're a monk?"

"Do you have a travel permit? Do you have an identity document issued by the border?"

The Western Region master was helpless.

I have already entered a state of deep meditation, transcending the mundane world, the kind of transcendent being, how could such a thing exist?

Just like the peerless heroes in operas, if they had to pay a head tax to enter the city, show their identity documents when leaving, and haggle over prices when eating or buying things, that would be too low-class. Don't cultivators have any dignity?

Looking at the constables who had surrounded them and Master Wang hiding to the side.

Tenzin understood.

This is yet another instance of being schemed against; the villain even colluded with Master Wang.

From admitting defeat in a bet to the arrest by the yamen runners, it's all a setup.

In that case, it's not advisable to stay here any longer.

He gave a soft rebuke.

Om

He destroyed the foolish mind, leaving everyone dizzy and disoriented, and then with a flick of his sleeve severed the black karmic ties connecting him to Young Master Wang.

I had hoped to use this fool to ward off disaster, but it seems it was all for naught.

The world is a dangerous place, so the Buddha returned to his mountain gate.

With a flourish of his robes, he leaped out of the courtyard like a large red bird and strode towards the city gate.

Apart from the demon race, most cultivators at this point still do not have the ability to fly.

After turning a corner, they ran into several constables.

“Young Master Xu is right, this bald thief is indeed heading west. Let’s all attack together.”

Bald thief, bald thief, bald thief.

Tenzin had heard it many times along the way, and even he, who was usually calm, was getting a little carried away.

Although practitioners who have entered the path of meditation are not human, they do not have the strength to directly confront the power of the human world.

After several twists and turns, it took a lot of effort to finally break through the city gate.

We stopped in the wilderness.

"What a fine Instructor Xu from Chongqi Academy! I have learned a great deal."

He now felt both resentment and a touch of fear towards Xu Xuan, as if everything was under Xu Xuan's control.

They continued hurrying westward, and just as they were about to pass through the mountains and forests, they suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, birds took flight ahead, and one could vaguely see human figures moving about.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around and changed direction.

"Hmph, once you're out of the city, what do you have to fear with your human tricks?"

I had only gone halfway down the second road when I realized something was wrong. There were no cicadas or birds chirping, so I changed direction.

"I was overthinking it. How could that scholar's trickery fool me?"

The third time, there were no problems, but we had to stop in front of a large river. Perhaps it was because the season had changed, but the water level was showing signs of drying up.

A scholar in a blue robe was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock by the river, fishing.

"Xu Xuan!!!"

The strange accent couldn't mask the shock and anger within.

Tenzin was surprised that he had fallen into the enemy's trap despite changing directions so many times, and immediately looked around warily.

"There is no one else, only me. I have a question for you, Master: why did you kill Qiao Feng?"

This is something Xu Xuan doesn't understand.

He used gambling to break his will, then under the guise of healing by cutting off his own flesh, he ruined his physical body, waiting to collect his soul after death. This tactic is not unfamiliar.

That's exactly what the fortune teller Bu Hengzi wanted to do back then—use the altar to break Xu Xuan's luck.

Tenzin did not immediately believe the words of this despicable man, but carefully searched his surroundings, even looking at the river.

But surprisingly, this scholar was the only one here.

Although it was a bit strange, I felt somewhat relieved and said.

"If I answer a question for you, you must also answer one for me."

"can."

“Good. Qiao Feng’s soul is special. It seems to have the power to reverse life and death, which can help me cultivate the Vajra Realm.”

The reason is simple: as long as there is any suspicion, this evil monk will try to extract souls and spirits.

This is the true attitude of heretical cultivators towards ordinary people. Bu Hengzi only targeted Xu Xuan because the identity of a scholar was useful.

This is even more infuriating.

Cultivators almost never directly attack mortals, so he used the identity of Young Master Wang to carry out his scheme. As for the sins, whoever commits them will bear the consequences.

Despite not having served his guru for a long time, Wang Huacheng accumulated a great deal of karma very quickly.

The road ahead will be extremely difficult, and the afterlife will be ten thousand times more difficult than the life before death.

Xu Xuan nodded to show he understood, but he was somewhat dissatisfied with the young master's situation. How could he "wait" until after his death? He would help him out.

Next, it was time to answer Tenzin's questions.

"How did you know I would come here?"

To foresee the whereabouts of a cultivator requires great magical power, profound methods, and the price of bearing the backlash from heavenly secrets.

"It's not calculated."

One after another, butterflies with unique shapes and strange tastes flew in from afar, fluttering around Xu Xuan.

It's a very beautiful scene if you don't look closely.

If you look closely, you'll see that even Buddhist practitioners like Tenzin experience some physical discomfort after meditation.

Origami is not a great skill, but tearing paper really requires some artistic talent, which Xu Xuan lacks slightly.

They shifted the image of a master towards that of a freak.

"So those were the ones in the forest."

The mystery was solved; it wasn't about divination or numerology, but rather about human nature and military strategy.

The two remained silent, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Suddenly Tenzin smiled.

"Hahaha, I laugh at you, even the wisest can make a mistake. Look at you, you've just entered the path and don't even understand the proper methods."

"I stay still to regulate my energy and calm my mind."

"And what are you waiting for!"

The crimson sleeveless mound moved swiftly without wind, its murderous aura surging so powerfully that even the river trembled.

The two Buddhist ritual implements showed no mercy at this moment; only nameless karmic fire burned upon them.

At this moment, the Western Region Master was extremely pleased, having seized the opportunity to win by taking advantage of his opponent's ignorance of cultivation.

But the river is rising.

The water elemental energy between heaven and earth is frantically filling in, causing the creatures by the river to feel terrified.

Countless lives fled in panic, far from this original source of life.

This abnormal fluctuation in water vapor caught Tenzin's attention.

Then the pebbles on the ground began to tremble slightly, and a rumbling sound came from afar.

"This is this"

The Tibetan monk could no longer laugh.

I see!
It was a water dragon coming from the mountains, a giant wave nearly a hundred meters high, carrying a huge amount of river water as it rushed down.

Like a thousand horses galloping endlessly, everything in its path is devoured.

Its momentum was unstoppable and terrifying.

The enormous blue-scaled python appeared and disappeared in the water, using its innate water control technique to make the roaring currents even more ferocious.

The deafening sound echoed throughout the area.

"Nothing in the world is more yielding and weak than water, yet nothing can surpass it in attacking the hard and strong, because nothing can take its place."

"This is exactly what I've been waiting for."

Xu Xuan also laughed, but his laughter carried a resolute killing intent.

The butterflies, carrying their master's will, rushed towards it.

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