Twilight Boundary

Outside the old house of the Hu family, there was a commotion. The second ancestor of the Qingyuan Hu family was so angry that he fainted. There were voices everywhere shouting to go and ask the life master of Zhishou Pavilion.

But inside the old house, in the inner courtyard, it seemed quiet. Old Abacus stood up and sat down from time to time. He walked back and forth twice, turned his head and looked at Miaoshan Fairy, wanting to say something but unable to say it...

Miaoshan Fairy was eating hot pot.

The pot was made of gold and silver carbon, and the lamb slices were cut into thin slices, and paired with chives and sesame sauce.

Not only did she eat carefully and delicately, but even Xiao Hongtang and Xiao Douguan in front of the table each had a pair of bowls and chopsticks. However, Xiao Douguan could not eat living things, so he could only smell the smell with his nose raised, while Xiao Hongtang could eat with him.

But the key is... Is this the time to eat hot pot?

"You, aren't you worried?"

After turning around seven or eight times, he finally couldn't help it, put his hands on the table, and asked in a deep voice.

"What are you worried about?"

Miao Shan looked up at him and said, "The leader came back voluntarily, not forced by others."

"But..."

Old Abacus said, "He might have lost his life. Didn't you hear the noise just now?"

"I heard it!"

Miao Shan said, "I was about to sleep, but was awakened. I wanted to drink Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup, and suddenly I wanted to eat hot pot. My little bean official is sometimes very useful. You see, in the middle of the night, I can still go to the restaurant outside to bring the fire..."

"As for the leader, don't worry, just leave some mutton for him..."

"..."

"You..."

Old Abacus didn't know what to do for a while, but suddenly at this moment, he heard a faint laugh.

He was startled and thought that some demon had broken in from outside. After careful identification, he found that it was his backpack.

This immediately made him even more terrified. He slowly moved forward step by step, suddenly lifted the black cloth covering his backpack, and his eyes immediately fell on the tablet of the ancestor. He listened carefully to the faint laughter and suddenly shuddered.

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"I said it long ago, the tenth incense stick does not exist."

At the same time, the national teacher had already looked at Hu Ma carefully, as if he also had some expectations in his heart, but he still shook his head after all: "The world will not tolerate you, and the magic has an end. You believe in Lao Junmei, it seems that you really believe in the wrong..."

"After all, when he took action that year, I also saw that his subsequent magic was not like this."

"Maybe he guessed that there was another magic, but it was not confirmed, so it was not successful."

"..."

While speaking, he did not stay, seeing that Hu Ma's body had collapsed, his vitality was almost gone, and the Dharma image on his head had been torn apart, and it was completely annihilated in just a breath.

The curiosity in his heart finally disappeared. He suddenly raised his hand and touched Hu Ma's body. The body that had been corroded by the thunder and fire and decayed and collapsed suddenly shattered.

At the same time, he reached out to Hu Ma's Dharma image and grabbed a dark red in the soul light.

He had seen this dark red thing and knew that it was the core of the reincarnated person.

They called it the natal temple, but the Daluo Fajiao had a conclusion and called it the immortal life.

"I gave it to you twenty years ago, and now I should take it back."

There seemed to be regret in his voice: "I lost this calculation that lasted for twenty-three years, and he didn't win after all."

The body had decayed, the Dharma image had been torn, and was about to be eaten by the five hells. Even he couldn't feel any vitality in Hu Ma's body. Of course, he was dead.

Although he had not practiced the method of the chief priest, he had a deep understanding of this method. To seize life in the life and death gate, one must have both death and life. Even if he died, he had to keep the last breath in his body. How could he have any breath now?

"One is real, two is virtual, and three is destiny. The mystery is between life and death."

But at this moment, the national teacher suddenly heard a voice, as if with a smile, sighing beside him.

He suddenly stiffened and turned his head in disbelief: "Master?"

"Ka La!"

At this moment when he was distracted, Hu Ma's Dharma image had lost its last strength and was completely torn apart.

Because of the tearing of the Dharma image, the five hells and ghost gates were already splitting rapidly. Hu Ma's soul would be sealed separately, and Lao Junmei's immortal life would be recovered by the national teacher. Everything seemed to be completely over.

But no one expected that just before the five hells and ghost gates were completely closed, there was suddenly an inexplicable force that tightened abruptly. The next moment, a muffled roar sounded in the field.

At the moment of the collapse of his body, Hu Ma seemed to have a little peace in the midst of endless pain and torture.

It was a rare sense of clarity. The various subtle methods of the Great Power Master, the fierce and overbearing intentions in them, flowed through his heart like water.

He did not enter the bardo realm, which was why the National Master used the Five Hells and Ghost Gates to deal with him. He directly sealed his soul and made him have no chance to contact the Book of Life and Death again, but the peace at this moment seemed to let him see himself in another way.

One is real, two is virtual, and three is destiny.

He changed the Book of Life and Death himself, and one person has three destinies. The real self is Hu Ma, the descendant of the Hu family, and the master of the Zhensui Mansion.

But he got the immortal destiny, and the reincarnated Lao Baigan is also Hu Ma.

Hu Ma was also destined to become the chief priest after his destiny was changed by the Daluo Fajiao.

All three lives belong to him, and are recognized by this world, but they are also scattered, which is the only variable in this world. At this time, Hu Ma wants to refine these three lives into one completely.

Calling gods and scolding ghosts is not enough. Since it is a mistake, he will make the best of it. Not only will his real life be refined into General Dawei Tiangong, but the other two lives will also be refined in!

When his heart was clear, the Dharma image of General Dawei Tiangong also changed accordingly.

The Dharma image had been torn apart, but at this time, it was recondensed, but it did not merge like before, but suddenly, each of them changed. At the two ends of the torn apart, each had a head that was ferocious, melting, and slowly growing out.

And under the ribs, there was also a torn soul light, which turned into two other arms, which were strong and vigorous.

One had a green face and fangs, one was mighty, and one was calm and peaceful.

Three heads and six arms, standing in the world.

Suddenly, the three heads opened their eyes at the same time, and the rolling soul light rushed out in an instant. There was a sudden sound of "Ka La". The iron chains extending from the five doors suddenly broke into pieces, and even the five doors became tattered.

The next moment, Hu Ma's Dharma image fell down, and his body, which had been destroyed by the thunder and fire, grew again in an instant.

The whole body was silent, neither alive nor dead, and he stepped firmly on the ground.

At the same time, time suddenly returned to normal, and the restrictions set by the national teacher broke into pieces.

The national teacher was startled by the movement, and he actually staggered two steps towards Hu Ma, his eyes full of disbelief.

Not sure if it was an illusion, his eyes seemed to turn dark red at this moment, and his voice trembled: "Is there really a tenth incense stick?"

"This... If I can deduce this method, how great would it be?"

"..."

"Ka..."

At the same time, a crisp sound rang out from behind him, and the national teacher turned his head in disbelief.

It was in front of the ancestral temple, far away from the battlefield, from the bamboo frame held in the arms of his Taoist child. Like other disciples of the Daluo Fa Sect, the national teacher would also carry the tablet of the ancestor with him, but the Taoist child did it for him, saving his own effort.

But now, that crisp sound came from the bamboo frame.

Even though the distance was so far, he could see clearly that it was on the tablet that the cracks became larger and larger, and finally broke, and the upper half fell to the ground.

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"My God..."

Inside the old house, the old abacus also looked at the tablet in disbelief, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the tablet.

"What's wrong?"

The fairy Miaoshan at the table next to him was stunned: "Isn't it New Year's Day again?"

"It's more serious than New Year's Day..."

The old abacus lowered his voice and said, but no matter how low his voice was, he couldn't suppress his shock: "Just now...just now..."

"The Daluo Fa Sect has a new leader!"

"..."

"..."

"Laojunmei really didn't lie to me!"

At this time, in front of the ancestral temple, Hu Ma suddenly took a breath, unable to hide the shock in his heart.

The tenth incense stick had already appeared in his heart. He could clearly feel the existence of this incense stick. This incense stick alone was even more real than the other nine incense sticks.

He could even feel the feeling of his soul growing stronger and becoming more perfect, and not being constrained by heaven and earth, especially the wordless seal in his hand, which clearly changed at this moment.

After the four words "received the mandate from heaven", there were already two more words:

"already" and "longevity".

At the same time, when these two words appeared, it seemed that all kinds of invisible causal connections were broken at the same time.

In the huge Shangjing City, there was a faint purple vapor rising, and a group of purple clouds appeared in the air.

And the incense in the ancestral temple of the ten surnames next to it, which had just been affected, slowly went dormant because of his existence.

The mother-in-law in the ancestral temple of the Hu family did not return to her spirituality until this time. She looked out in surprise and panic, and her eyes fell on Hu Ma.

Then, slowly, the surprise turned into joy: "Old man, your grandson, do your best..."

"..."

"So, the Daluo Fajiao can't accommodate me?"

But in this shock, the world seemed to become dead silent, and only the national teacher looked at the direction of the ancestral tablet.

The expression seemed to be calm without joy or sadness, and it seemed that only numbness and dejection were left.

Next to the ancestral temple, the old man who was guarding the ancestral temple sat in the shadows, and the pipe in his hand glowed red. This seemed to be an outcome he had not expected, but slowly, he glanced in the direction of Hu Ma and just sighed softly:

"Dongxuan, if you lose, you lose. Some things can't be forced."

"..."

In this low conversation, the noise in the distance became louder, and countless black shadows, as if falling from the sky, quickly swept over. With a glance, they shouted loudly:

"Found it, found it..."