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Chapter 787: Beyond Divine Techniques
Chapter 787: Beyond Divine Techniques
"I was just about to advise you not to lose the Hu family's foundation..."
The State Preceptor seemed reluctant to speak, sighing repeatedly and glancing at Hu Ma several times. When he finally spoke, he did so with a bitter smile.
"Who would have thought that you would have already lost?"
At this moment, as he looked at Hu Ma, he seemed to have lost the earlier anger and was filled with helplessness, as if he were truly a friend of the Hu family's ancestors:
"Do you know how much effort, blood, and sweat your Hu family's ancestors, as mere petty officials, had to put in during this tumultuous era of upheaval? How many strokes of good fortune did they encounter to achieve their current status and position?"
"The Ghost Walkers are the roots of your Hu family in this world, the ladder of your family. Why, among the countless talented individuals and prestigious clans, whether in heaven or on earth, does everyone ultimately have to count on your Hu family, which has long since dwindled to a single surviving branch?"
"It's not because you are particularly important, but because the Ghost Walkers of the world all recognize the Hu character."
"Yet you so easily entrust it to others?"
"..."
Looking at Hu Ma, there was only inexpressible helplessness and lament in his eyes: "Don't you fear that they will never return?"
Facing the State Preceptor, Hu Ma also revealed a cheerful smile and spoke softly, "The State Preceptor is a pitiful person. Perhaps in this world, you have no true friends to confide in."
"Of course, I can't expect you to understand that the roots of the Hu family have never been in the Year Protection Scroll, but rather in always remembering where we came from."
"..."
He had many reasons to ridicule the State Preceptor, but after hearing these words, he felt compelled to respond sincerely: "It's true that the Hu family originated from a petty official, but no matter how high we climb, we never forget where our abilities came from, and we know whom we should serve."
"So, your promises are tempting, but the Hu family does not want them."
These words were spoken with sincerity, on behalf of Grandma and the Hu family.
Born and raised in the mountains, he had witnessed both the ugliness and the goodness of the mountain life. He had experienced gratitude and hardship. What is the root?
This is the root.
Even the State Preceptor, upon hearing this earnest response, seemed at a loss for words to refute Hu Ma, perhaps because he himself knew that continuing the argument was pointless.
He sighed deeply, wiped his face, and slowly stood up, facing Hu Ma. "Even if you don't want to become an immortal, why push us to such extremes?"
"It's not just me who wants to build the Jade City, but also the other surnames. Do you know what this represents?"
"..."
"It represents that I was right to return."
Hearing these words, Hu Ma smiled and said, "We are country bumpkins and don't understand your lofty ideals and ambitions. So, after you told me all those sweet words, I wanted to see if you were as good as you claimed. And I did return and saw for myself."
"This matter and that matter are the same. The Ten Surnames are indeed unreliable."
"Only those country bumpkins from outside the city can truly get things done!"
"..."
"You have indeed become just like those reincarnated malevolent spirits..."
As the State Preceptor spoke, he lost all interest in continuing the conversation. With a low sigh, his gaze turned cold: "This religious ceremony is already a lost cause before it even begins."
"Twenty years ago, the plan you made with your Hu family's ancestors also failed miserably. However, young friend of the Hu family, we still need you to invite the Twelve Ghost Altars to the Capital City!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand towards Hu Ma, and in a daze, a white jade-like palm appeared before him.
Despite his refined manners and composure, it was evident that he was truly enraged.
His move carried a hint of crudeness.
Hu Ma was even cruder, raising his hand to grab a knife and slash at the State Preceptor, filled with inexplicable malice and rolling murderous intent.
Strangely, the State Preceptor's palm penetrated the knife's light, reaching directly for Hu Ma's shoulder as if he weren't truly there. The endless malevolent knife light seemed like a gentle breeze before the State Preceptor.
An invisible weight pressed down on Hu Ma, and just like before, it seemed that all the unique skills and techniques would be suppressed by the State Preceptor.
Unexpectedly, as Hu Ma slashed with his knife, his body slightly staggered, and his knife missed. But as his body swayed, the State Preceptor also grabbed at thin air, adding a few more moves. His body swayed between life and death, transforming endlessly.
Some techniques are used against the living, while others are used against the dead.
The Year Guardians, understanding life and death, can transform into corpses or exhibit masculine ferocity. However, when it comes to actual combat, this transformation between yin and yang is not always timely.
But now, borrowing the Heaven and Earth Immovable Seal from the Zhou family, Hu Ma gained a deeper understanding of the Year Guardian's abilities. This time, as he struck out, the yin and yang alternated, and he already possessed a few characteristics of a living dead person.
With this, although the State Preceptor had many techniques, Hu Ma could now borrow his body shape to dodge many of them, as if he were engaging the State Preceptor in a genuine exchange of blows.
"Your innate talent is indeed remarkable. If you were in Anshi, you would likely be worthy of joining my Dalaofa Religion and inheriting my teachings..."
As the State Preceptor made his move, he noticed the changes in Hu Ma's abilities, and with a moment's thought, he understood the source of the transformation. He couldn't help but genuinely exclaim:
"Such skills, even without stepping onto the bridge, are enough to rival the Beyond Human Realm..."
"But it's still not enough."
"..."
As he spoke, his figure simultaneously appeared behind, in front, and to the sides of Hu Ma, and he formed intricate hand seals.
With the overwhelming chants that filled the air, making it impossible to discern their origin, countless talismans suddenly flew up around Hu Ma.
Hu Ma swung his sword, intending to clear away the talismans, but his expression changed instantly. This time, he was prepared and had been on guard against the incense burner that had pinned him down earlier. He didn't want to suffer another loss like before.
Unexpectedly, the State Preceptor didn't manipulate the incense burner again. Instead, he threw out several talismans that seemed light and flimsy, easily dispersed by the sword's wind. But upon contact, Hu Ma instinctively sensed something amiss and tried to rush out of the talismans' range.
However, it was too late. The first talisman fell and pinned the Punishment Official Saber.
The second one pressed down on his left shoulder.
The third one trapped his right shoulder.
His legs trembled, about to give way, and his body was no longer under his control, collapsing helplessly.
These talismans seemed to have infinite weight, each one as heavy as a mountain.
Apparently, the State Preceptor didn't always need the incense burner to pin him down. Even a casually thrown talisman had this effect.
"You've done many things that have surprised me and caused me a lot of trouble..."
The State Preceptor's voice remained calm and detached: "But I also said that if you didn't want to, you shouldn't have returned to the Imperial Capital."
"The Twelve Ghost Altars will still fall upon you."
"It's just a pity that I never intended to use such methods against you..."
"..."
As he spoke, his pale, cold, and flawless hand gently touched Hu Ma's chest. Then, with a gentle push forward, it penetrated Hu Ma's body. Hu Ma's sturdy body, like that of a Year Guardian, seemed to offer no resistance.
More importantly, Hu Ma didn't feel any pain, only a chill that seemed to seep into his chest and wreak havoc within, as if trying to force out his soul.
"Soul Possession?"
Hu Ma's heart stirred with a hint of surprise, vaguely understanding the State Preceptor's intention. Could it be that he wanted to possess his body and then summon the Twelve Ghost Altars through it? The surging Dao energy within him instantly rose, and with the influx of his own vital energy, he could block the soul possession.
However, as Hu Ma made his move, the State Preceptor advanced instead, as if transforming into a realm that enveloped Hu Ma. Even the Life Incense seemed unable to stop this eerie Yin energy from invading.
"So, you're still wrong."
"You have no idea how distant the Beyond Divine Realm is from you, and you don't have the qualifications to challenge me..."
The State Preceptor's figure became blurred, and even his voice seemed to fade into nothingness, seeping into Hu Ma's ears.
But at that moment, Hu Ma clenched his teeth and glared coldly: "Is that so?"
With all his might, he roared, and he also lifted his foot and stomped heavily on the ground.
It seemed like he was desperately trying to break free but had failed.
Nevertheless, he exerted all his strength to bring his hands together in front of him, barely forming a seal.
By this time, the State Preceptor couldn't be bothered to watch what Hu Ma was doing, and he was certain that Hu Ma had no chance to use the Heaven and Earth Immovable Seal again. However, to his surprise, after Hu Ma formed the seal, his expression turned fierce, and he said coldly: "Do you know who hates you the most?"
"The Hu Clan and you are not of the same path. Even if we were to oppose you, we wouldn't hate you because we were the ones who tricked you first."
"But those who trusted you from the beginning and were deceived by you, leading to their entire clan's demise..."
"..."
As he spoke, he raised his foot and stomped heavily on the ground again, still holding the seal.
The first stomp was incredibly difficult, but the second one was much easier.
Then came the third and fourth stomps, as if the talismans pressing down on him had lost their effect.
At the same time, Hu Ma clenched his teeth and recited rapidly:
"The Netherworld Bull Roar originates from the Dalao Heaven, Meng from Yan Prefecture, Supreme Immortal, connected by blood to the Ancestral Spirit, I, Meng, above, look down upon the mortal realm."
"Hu Ma, a commoner from the martial world, respectfully invites the Revered Ancestor of the Yan Prefecture Spirit Channeling Meng Family to possess my body!"
"..."
"What?"
The State Preceptor had reluctantly used the soul possession technique, but he never expected that with this move, the Yin energy that invaded Hu Ma's body would be instantly forced out. His face paled, clearly showing surprise.
(End of Chapter)
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