Twilight Boundary Chapter 734

Chapter 734: The High Road of the World

“I don't know what the other half of what Master said, but I believe what he said.”

“After the master passed away, for twenty years, I had to lead these disciples who did not eat cows. When the remaining half of the disciples came back, it was also the time when I started to learn to use my own brain.”

"I didn't have to think about it before, because when Master was around, he always had an idea. When he didn't have an idea, I wouldn't have an idea, so I just stayed with him."

"But in the past twenty years, I have figured out a lot of things. For example, if you don't eat cows, you have many uncles. For example, if you don't eat cows, you are not born to be an emperor. Compared with who among us becomes the emperor, it is better to say , it is more important to prevent who becomes emperor."

"Leader, I can see that you are confused now, but I really want to say something..."

"Your confusion is similar to that of the leader before he was suppressed by the Twelve Ghost Altar..."

Huma has moved away from Zhuangzi, but Senior Brother Bu Niu's words are still echoing in his ears.

The first and second stages of Lao Junmei's life are actually basically the same as those of the current reincarnation.

Probably he was more drunk. After all, the reincarnated people at that time were not as careful as people today, and were tightly suppressed by the ten surnames.

So, what did he understand in the third stage of his life?

Is it because of the Twelve Ghost Altar that he figured out those things and realized the debt he was carrying?

I have also seen the twelve ghost altars in Laoyin Mountain. Indeed, it is a kind of power that I cannot shake. Perhaps, if I want to understand these twelve ghost altars, I can only worship and ask questions. This is what Lao Baanpan plans to teach himself.

But after all, Lao Abacus was ordered to guide himself and become the chief priest of Daluo Fa Cult.

There are countless methods in this world, and many of them will change a person's temperament drastically after being exposed to them. Therefore, he can't really be so honest and explore the twelve ghost altar according to the method of the chief priest.

While thinking about it secretly, he leaned out of the car window and waved to the distance.

Lao Abacus was wearing new clothes and was riding on a donkey. He was very proud of himself. When he saw Hu Ma waving, he hurriedly rode over.

Speaking of this, Hu Ma felt a little helpless.

He never expected to understand how Miaoshan could follow him so naturally.

When I arrived at Zhuangzi, which did not eat cattle, I just wanted to see what these people were doing and learn about what happened during Lao Junmei's lifetime. I had no intention of asking them to borrow help.

But Fairy Miaoshan seemed to do it naturally. When she was about to set out the next day, she prepared everything, hired men, carriages, servants, and pulled three or four large and comfortable carriages.

Not only can it save yourself the pain of running on your legs, but even the old abacus is equipped with a donkey.

There were people exploring the way ahead, and people buying food and ingredients along the way, and even a dedicated cook was assigned to them.

Even her biological father now has a black umbrella to shade the sun and white flowers to cover the coffin. She also plans to hire a few weeping filial sons to wear linen and wear filial piety. They will follow the coffin all the way and cry to the capital. However, Hu Ma really feels that it is inappropriate. Yan Ci just stopped her.

He turned around helplessly and glanced around, and saw the giggles of Fairy Miaoshan and Miss Zhou from time to time in an exquisite carriage behind them. It was unclear what the two were talking about.

When the carriage was just pulled over, Fairy Miaoshan and Miss Zhou both wanted to get into their carriage.

But with three people in a carriage, plus two little angels, it was really a bit crowded.

Then Fairy Miaoshan's little envoy Gui Douguan jumped out and shouted: "No, no need to squeeze, one person has one car, we can afford it!"

So, there is no need to squeeze.

But the journey was boring, so Miao Shanxiangu and Miss Zhou squeezed into a car and sat alone in their own car so that they could think about things.

Seeing Old Abacus approaching, Hu Ma pondered and asked, "What exactly is the Twelve Ghost Altar?"

Lao Abacus was slightly surprised when he suddenly asked, and whispered: "Didn't I tell you before? I have enjoyed incense for a hundred and fifty years!"

"I'm not asking about this, I'm asking how these twelve ghost altars were refined?"

Hu Ma waved his hand and said: "The ancestral altar was destroyed and the Twelve Ghost Altar replaced the ancestral altar, but anything can replace it?"

“Didn't you say that it was refined by the second chief priest of your Da Luo Fa Cult? Even if it is refined, there is always something that is easy to refine.”

Old Abacus looked solemn, waved his hand, first took out a bunch of incense from his sleeve, swung it on the donkey's back, lit the incense, and blew it gently, and the smoke of the incense dispersed. The driver of Hu Ma's car and the others were separated from the outside.

Then he whispered: "If you want to ask this, it is really the secret of our Daluo Sect. I didn't know it before."

“Have you ever heard of the magic of witchcraft?”

Hu Ma looked at him and narrowed his eyes. You don't even know how your own apprentice came to be?

Lao Abacus laughed hurriedly and said: "I said this for a reason. The method of witchcraft is actually a superficial method of Gu and a deep method of witchcraft. It was once the oldest magic method in the world."

"But because of its antiquity, it has gradually been abandoned by people. In the Central Plains, few people practice it. In some remote places, it is still spread. And today's people who burn incense and wish families are actually Southern Witches. In this world, originally And Northern Witch.”

“Northern Witch?”

“Yes, the ancestors of Duyi were from the Northern Wu lineage.”

"At the beginning, it was they who borrowed the methods of the Northern Witch lineage to recruit Tai Sui and strengthen their troops. The Twelve Ghost Altar was actually the sacrifice they used to summon Master Tai Sui. Later, they took over the Central Plains and were conquered by Daluo. The Dharma teachings were re-sacrificially replaced by the ancestral altar!”

“Sacrifice?”

Hu Ma was surprised when he suddenly heard it. Originally, he only thought that the twelve ghost altars were substitutes in the middle.

Look now, how dare you underestimate its role? If all these disasters started from summoning Tai Sui, then these twelve ghost altars...

Wouldn't it be considered the original cause of all disasters?

"It starts with the Twelve Ghost Altar, and naturally ends with the Twelve Ghost Altar. Is this the reason why Master asked you to see this thing?" Old Abacus looked at Hu Ma, sighed, and said, "I don't want to hide it either. Looking at you, I actually don't like this master very much. He doesn't teach us anything. The dragon has seen its beginning but not its end. It's not as good as our ancestor. At least he left a statue, so that we can ask questions if we are in trouble..."

“…of course sometimes the questions you ask are not so reliable.”

Huma didn't listen to what was going on inside their door. He just frowned and said slowly, “What's in that altar?”

"have no idea."

Lao Abacus answered very simply, saying: "Only the person who is the chief priest can know. If an outsider takes one look, he might go crazy."

Hu Ma looked at him and said, "You want to say that I can only see you if I become the officiant according to the method you said?"

“No, don't make random guesses.”

Lao Abacus hurriedly waved his hands and said, "This has nothing to do with me even a penny!"

"I don't care if you want to be the officiant or not. If I have a choice, I would rather go back to Gunzhou to look at the Blood Food Mine."

"The job of following you now was given to me by force. If you want to ask, I'll tell you. If you don't want to ask, I won't bother to answer."

Hu Madu sighed helplessly.

He has no good impression of Daluo's teachings at all, and is even angry.

But I want to take this anger out on the old abacus, but I can't do it, it's too slippery.

He just pondered, thinking about everything he knew so far, and slowly said: "So, have you ever heard about three lives?"

"No."

When Old Abacus heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "We only have one life, how can we have three?"

“Even some monsters claim to have a few lives, but that's not true. In fact, they are just a few lifespans, which are different from ordinary lives.”

This is in line with Hu Ma's thoughts. He paused and said, "So, in your eyes, what is fate?"

“This problem is really difficult for people...”

Lao Abacus shook his head and said: "Every sect has different opinions. Sometimes they can't explain it themselves, let alone someone like me who has two swords?"

"However, I do know that once the people in the doorway get on the bridge, they will have their own understanding of this fate."

“But you seem…”

Hu Ma nodded.

The road to the bridge is not suitable for me, or in other words, it is not the right time.

　　Earlier, I could get on the bridge by myself, but because of confusion and invisible worries, I did not take that step. Later, when I met the Imperial Master, I became even more vigilant.

According to what the other party said, once he gets on the bridge, he will be able to see himself clearly, and he will also be able to find some things that were lost in this body. But before everything is clear, Hu Ma wants to maintain his current thinking and cognition.

Will a person become another person because he suddenly regains his previous memory?

Similar topics seemed to have been discussed in previous lives, with different results. Hu Ma did not dare to gamble on herself.

“Originally, there is something, if you don't take the initiative to ask, then I will never tell you...”

Seeing Hu Ma's doubts, Lao Baanpan was also a little entangled, and slowly said: "The so-called getting on the bridge is actually detachment. When a person's ability reaches the top, he always needs a way out, right?"

“The way out is to go up the bridge.”

“But now the ten gates in this world all lead to the underworld, and the same goes for the bridge in the world.”

“But in our Daluo religion, there is actually a method that can only be practiced by the chief priest.”

“Don't walk on the single-plank bridge in the underworld, but walk on the Yangguan Road in the human world.”

“In this world, you can get on the bridge, see yourself clearly, and find a way out for yourself.”

"Um?"

This was indeed the first time Hu Ma had heard this statement, and he immediately looked at Lao Baanpan: "How to go?"

“The way goes!”

Lao Abacus also looked at Hu Ma seriously, and lowered his voice: "Practice up one pillar at a time."

“Climbing the bridge is essentially detachment, and cultivating the path beyond the three pillars is also detachment. Moreover, the path lies within oneself, and there is no need to look outside.”

"In this world, your ability has reached its peak when you enter the palace. The people on the bridge are no longer human. Naturally, they have greater abilities than this human guest. But if you find the righteous method and cultivate one pillar after another, the same It's like walking a step-by-step path.”

“Not only are you not afraid of the passengers on the bridge, but you are even more capable than them!”

(End of this chapter)

Chapter end

Report