Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 76 Senior Brother's Compassion

Early in the morning, Xu Xuan, full of energy, walked into the classroom.

"This morning's lesson was to memorize seventeen chapters of the Chu Ci."

The selection of topics was unusual, as Chongqi Academy emphasized policy essays and classics, while downplaying poetry, music, and mathematics.

Poetry, lyrics, and songs were considered minor arts at this time.

Especially the poems in this kind of romantic literature.

Of course, all the students in the academy know it, and they even like it quite a bit in private.

Compared to the simple four-character poems of the Book of Songs, the Chu Ci has a more lively sentence structure, sometimes using the Chu dialect, and is unique in its rhythm and rhyme, making it more suitable for expressing rich and complex thoughts and feelings.

In other words, it better suits the flamboyant style of young people at a certain stage.

Beyond emotions, the exploration of nature and the world also easily evokes resonance.

Of course, it was useless for the imperial examinations.

The students looked at each other in bewilderment, and then, in high spirits, began to recite the opening lines of "Li Sao".

I am a descendant of Emperor Gaoyang, and my royal father was named Boyong. On the day of Gengyin in the first month of spring, I was born.

Today, Xu Xuan listened to Li Sao again and had a different feeling.

Many myths and legends are no longer ethereal, but are presented to us in a special way.

A descendant of Zhuanxu, his name was Zhengze, and his courtesy name was Lingjun. He was of noble birth, possessing both innate talent and cultivated refinement. His hopes for King Huai of Chu lay in implementing reforms and bringing about change.
Qu Yuan could perhaps only fantasize about everything through spiritual travel, expressing his feelings of pursuing his ideals and his willingness to sacrifice himself after failure.

Such aspirations and passionate emotions are so moving.

But I am different; perhaps I can witness everything, and even change everything.

To make oneself a legend, to become a myth.

Halfway through the recitation, his spiritual power merged with the academy's atmosphere once more, and he began to recite, the images conveyed to the hearts of every scholar.

The indomitable fighting spirit of daring to pursue truth and light, and upholding justice and ideals is perfectly suited to this group of young people.

When the morning classes ended, some people were still not out of the classroom.

Professor Gu and the others outside the door also had some insights.

It's incredible that Instructor Xu's moral character seems to have improved again.

After classes officially begin.
They remained in high spirits, their joy impossible to hide.

"Students, as the saying goes..."

"Xie Yu, that last sentence was acceptable."

"Zhao, you've made great progress lately. Keep it up! In a few months, I'll take you to West Lake to challenge Zhu Erdan again."

"get out of class is over."

In your spare time.

This time it wasn't just the back three rows anymore; other people started discussing it too.

It's so abnormal.

Instructor Xu has always been the kind of villain in the academy. He likes to act like a saint in front of others, is good at various tactics and strategies, and has the feeling of controlling everything behind the scenes.

She seems a bit more lively lately.

"What do you mean by lively? That's just being gaudy and showy."

"A woman, absolutely a woman."

Something must have happened!

Brother Ji Rui remains as courageous as ever, and firmly believes in his own judgment.

Ning Caichen said, "I don't understand, but you seem to understand a lot."

Zao expressed his opposition.

"What can happen in just one night?"

"So I think it might be a breakthrough in academic research."

Ji was very dissatisfied. "You think you know everything about this kind of thing? You don't know I used to be involved in brothels."
Xu Xuan behind the wall, if you hadn't been specially recruited by Professor Qin, you'd still be on some pleasure boat throwing Yu Yu around.

We need to figure out a way to deal with these three; it's outrageous.

Miss Bai is merely my senior in cultivation. Although chatting with her brings me joy, makes me forget time, and lowers my guard somewhat, my will remains as strong as steel.

A love tribulation?

Ha, that's all there is to it!

At this moment, Professor Gu approached again.

"Hanwen, I forgot to mention yesterday that if that openwork belt were paired with a dark Confucian robe, it would definitely add to his air of elegance."

Xu Xuan came again. Regarding that belt, all I can say is that I was out of my mind; I completely forgot about the generational gap in aesthetic tastes.

What do you, an old man, know about elegance and refinement?

However, dark-colored Confucian robes
Hmph, my heart is as hard as steel.

As I walked through the crowd back to the library, a refreshing breeze swept through my heart, carrying away all the troubles of the outside world.

"It's still more reassuring here."

I went to the bookshelves and started looking for books that interested me.

We have already gained a basic understanding of military strategy; now we can look at the other schools of thought.

There was no deliberate search for Taoist or Yin-Yang school content exploring the universe.

The understanding of the path of spiritual practice is complex, and it is not necessary to follow it too closely.

Each book by the philosophers of the pre-Qin period contains their understanding of the world and humanity, which perfectly complements their foundation.

If my foundation is insufficient, let the wisdom of my predecessors help me in my cultivation.

Hmm, there are even classics by the School of Diplomacy. Interesting, let me take a look.

The famous scholars are quite interesting, as are the eclectic ones. Let's take a look at them together.

In ancient times, there were very few forms of entertainment, or rather, few legitimate forms of entertainment that met the moral standards of later generations. Reading was truly a simple way to find enjoyment.

Xu Xuan, immersed in books, was trying to control his somewhat restless heart.

As for West Lake, we'll skip that for now.

While Miss Bai is indeed very beautiful and knowledgeable, the timing is wrong.

On that day, he was merely relaxed, yet he revealed a somewhat otherworldly air about him, likely due to the entanglements of love.

As Lao Tzu said: "If you are as careful at the end as at the beginning, you will not fail."

The older generation has always said that if you act cautiously from beginning to end, just as you did at the beginning, you will not fail.

My spiritual practice is still insufficient.

We'll talk about it after my senior brother returns and we go to the Donglin Ancestral Temple together for the upgrade.

At the very least, one must absorb the experience of one's master, master the magic weapons, and also sever some minor karmic ties by relying on the Pure Land of the Patriarch.

Having a method, a magic weapon, and a powerful background should make one a qualified practitioner of the righteous path.

This lifestyle continued for the next few days.

It wasn't until seven days later.

A nimble butterfly flew into Hospital B3.

Its beautiful form, so different from the strange and grotesque creatures around it, clearly indicated that it was not Xu Xuan's creation.

"Senior brother is back."

Come to the back mountain.

He was still the same elegant monk in white robes, looking exactly the same, and his breathing was perfectly normal.

Seeing his junior brother's curious gaze, Ruoxu didn't mind sharing.

“That northern demon has a trace of Kunpeng bloodline, making it very troublesome. It likes to eat living beings, and because it is skilled in the way of extreme speed, it acts without any scruples.”

"They want to take advantage of the reappearance of the White Lotus to create chaos, rush into the heart of the Central Plains to devour the human race, and cause a massacre."

"My pure land shattered the demon's soul in the Arctic ice field, and it fled to the south."

"How can the path of extreme speed compare to the power of the heart?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xuan sighed inwardly. His senior brother's desire must have been to break through the barriers of the ends of the earth in an instant to possess such supernatural power.

Those who simply copy the male protagonist template are not relevant to any other role model.

Unfortunately, the sea of ​​suffering is hard to cross.

"Junior brother, what are you thinking about?"

Ruoxu instinctively felt uncomfortable.

Xu Xuan gave a fake smile, saying that he was just worried that if the demon escaped, it might retaliate.

"Don't worry, I'll intercept it over the South China Sea."

"After a fierce battle, he was imprisoned in the Southern Wilderness Volcano, where inexhaustible trees grow and the fire burns day and night, and is not extinguished by strong winds or heavy rains."

"The Pure Land method was then used to further reduce its demonic energy and vitality, and its life was completely cut off after half a month."

"It's truly regrettable that this demon refused to be converted until the very end."

The white-robed monk spoke with great compassion.

(End of this chapter)