Becoming an immortal is meaningless, but returning home is very meaningful. This sentence does not seem to be the answer that the National Master wants.

But to him, the answer is no longer important.

Knowing that Hu Ma was looking for him, he came here. He seemed to be curious about what Hu Ma wanted to ask him, and when Hu Ma asked the word "homecoming", he felt unexpectedly satisfied.

He was not in a hurry to answer, but his face looked a little cold and dejected: "Your Hu family has lied to me for twenty years, which made all my plans come to nothing."

"Bai Yujing's plan was ruined."

"Daluo Dharma has also expelled me from the disciples."

"You ruined my way back home. You were the only person I wanted to kill in the past twenty years, but you came to me to ask questions about my return home?"

He raised his head slightly and looked firmly into Hu Ma's eyes: "Give me a reason why you think I will help you answer your question!"

Listening to these words, the old abacus next to him couldn't help but feel a little worried.

When the Imperial Preceptor said these words, the murderous look in his eyes was not fake. The Imperial Preceptor was very capable, but he rarely killed people.

He only kills at critical moments.

But as long as he wants to kill, there are very few people in this world who can escape. It is true that Hu Ma may not be something he can kill, but he can stand beside him, just in case these two people attack and affect him...

Hu Ma, on the other hand, remained slightly silent in response to the Imperial Master's question, as many answers seemed to flash through his mind.

Perhaps, I can blame the National Master for his escape and say that he owes the world, so he should answer his own question?

Or is it that he, as the previous chief priest of Daluo Sect, has the responsibility to answer questions for himself?

But in the end, Hu Ma thought of the Wuchang Li family and the old man who guarded the ancestral temple in Beijing. The appearance of the imperial master they mentioned in their mouths, then he slowly raised his head to look at the imperial master and said: "I will let him

In this life, you won’t be...like a joke!"

As soon as this answer came out, the old abacus next to him suddenly shrank his neck and was about to run away.

And all the changes on the Imperial Master's face suddenly disappeared, and a cold lightning-like coldness seemed to surge in his somewhat depressed eyes.

joke?

The person who once single-handedly brought Du Yi to his doom and destroyed the first generation of reincarnated people, in the end ended up with only the word "joke"?

Perhaps at the level of a national master, it would be difficult for any words to shake his heart.

Only the word "joke" simply stripped away the face and exposed it under the scorching sun.

After Hu Ma said these two words, he was also prepared for the National Preceptor Association to take action in anger. He knew that these two words would definitely shake the National Preceptor's heart, but he didn't know what the final result would be.

Under his gaze, he also saw the gloomy expression on the Imperial Master's face and the clouds and mist in the mountains gathering and dispersing. However, after a long, long time, he did not make any move and instead laughed at himself.

Then he looked at Hu Ma coldly and whispered: "Come to Da'ai Mountain to find me!"

After saying these words, a mist suddenly appeared all around, and everything became hazy and hazy.

The next moment, the Imperial Master had disappeared, and his location was still just an ancient pine.

"Is it a human or a pine tree?"

Hu Ma frowned and stepped forward, gently touching the hard cracks on the pine tree, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Nowadays, my practice is very shallow, and there are very few ways in the world that can deceive me or hurt me.

But after seeing the method incarnated by National Master Yisong, I still felt novel.

This means that there are still many methods in the world that cannot be understood by oneself, and it also represents countless unknowns.

The unknown is hope, but it proves that my idea is not impossible.

"Where is the Great Ai Mountain?"

He stroked the ancient pine tree, pondered for a long time, then turned back to Old Abacus and asked.

"It's the mountain gate of our Daluo Dharma Sect..."

Only then did the old abacus dare to breathe carefully and said hurriedly: "Before Duyi, the Daluo sect always had only one master, one disciple, and one incense burner. They practiced outside the mountain gate, watched the Tai Sui, and understood the celestial phenomena."

"It's just that after Du Yi came to rule the world, the Patriarch came down from the mountain, and Guan Shixiang was brought to the world. The gate of Da'ai Mountain was also abandoned. I didn't expect that the Imperial Master would return there..."

After a pause, he pondered again and said: "But in theory, that place should still belong to the Da Luo Fa Sect. In the past dynasties, everyone who knew the existence of the Da Luo Fa Sect, including the first emperor of Duyi, put it there

It was awarded to the chief priest of Daluo Fa Sect."

"So that place is actually your territory. It's actually a bit inappropriate for the Imperial Master to go back there..."

"..."

Hu Ma nodded and said: "Then let's go!"

Lao Abacus suddenly became worried: "Robbing territory?"

Hu Ma nodded and said: "Not only are we grabbing the land, but we are going to take a look at everything that is useful. Since we are going to be the chief priest, we should sort out the accounts."

Now that Hu Ma has decided to go, Lao Baanpan doesn't dare to stop him. In fact, he doesn't understand what Hu Ma is going to do now, and subconsciously feels that Hu Ma actually leaves such a big thing to those people, which is a bit embarrassing...

After all, those people are from outside.

But when I saw that Hu Ma was suddenly interested in Daluo's teachings, I didn't think it was a bad thing. No matter what the situation, it was appropriate to settle accounts.

The preparation method is very simple. Daluo disciples, except Hu Ma, all carry the tablets of their ancestors with them.

In front of Hu Ma, he kowtowed several times to the memorial tablet of his ancestor and placed a stick of incense.

He muttered something in his mouth, and after a while, he got up, picked up the stick of incense in his hand, and said to Hu Ma: "When you are ready, let's set off!"

Hu Ma nodded, but then remembered something. He also took out a stick of incense from his sleeve and blew it in one breath. He watched the clear smoke drift away. After a while, a red shadow flickered, but it was Xiao Hong.

Tang emerged from the nearby forest and hugged Hu Ma's arm.

Since going to Beijing to meet her mother-in-law, Hu Ma asked Xiao Hongtang to stay with her at the ancestral temple because she was busy with something.

Now that he had other things to do, he called Xiao Hongtang over.

"Xiao Hongtang, remember you once said that you came out of a big black house?"

Hu Ma looked at her and saw that Xiao Hongtang had been staying at the ancestral temple with her mother-in-law for a while, and she looked a bit fat.

The incense in the ancestral temple is now owned by the Hu family. The incense there is different, and Xiao Hongtang has also benefited greatly.

Fortunately, I called her back, otherwise she would have become a fat girl?

"yes……"

Xiao Hongtang nodded vigorously: "There are many people there, it's so fierce!"

"It was my mother-in-law who picked up the little red apple. My mother-in-law is different from those people. My mother-in-law is a good mother-in-law."

"..."

Hu Ma smiled and nodded, saying: "Then, if Xiao Hongtang is allowed to go back again, do you dare?"

"Don't go!"

Xiao Hongtang is usually very obedient, whether it's delivering letters, fighting, stealing things, or carrying blood and food, she doesn't have a problem with it.

But now after hearing this, his face changed, his eyes showed panic, and he hugged Hu Ma's arm hard: "Brother Hu Ma doesn't want to go either."

"Don't worry."

Hu Ma touched Xiao Hongtang's head and said with a smile: "Now that I am more capable, I am not afraid of them."

Then he turned to Lao Abacus and said, "Go to Da'ai Mountain first."

Old Abacus also looked back at Xiao Hongtang. It was not the first time he had met this little angel, but strangely, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this little angel looked different from the others.

Similar.

In particular, he looked at the direction in which the incense burnt with flax was floating, which seemed to be the location of Shangjing, but the incense in Shangjing was not something that ordinary little angels could enjoy.

This girl is actually fat?

At this time, Jianghu experience comes in handy. If you don’t understand, just don’t ask.

He just shrank his head, nodded hurriedly, and walked in the direction where the smoke from the cigarette in his hand drifted.

Hu Ma followed behind and saw the wonder of the incense stick in front of the Patriarch. It looked like a clear and light incense, but its direction changed depending on the wind in the four directions.

Lao Abacus walked wherever the incense drifted. Inexplicably, his figure was like the incense, flashing left and right, gradually becoming a little blurry.

I actually needed to concentrate to keep up with him, and gradually ignored the scenery next to me.

I vaguely felt that I should have walked only as long as one stick of incense.

When the stick of incense in Old Abacus' hand was almost burned out, he saw Old Abacus stopped and the last ray of fragrance floated to a mountain in front, and he put the little Hongtang on his shoulder.

Hu Ma, who was sitting on the mountain, also stopped in front of the mountain.

Suddenly, I saw that I had arrived in front of a strange mountain, with dense pines and cypresses and strange rocks.

Looking around, there are also mountains and valleys, as if this mountain is lonely and clear, independent of this world.

"Is this the Great Ai Mountain?"

Hu Ma looked at it for a long time and then spoke softly, but in this dead silence, the voice sounded very clear.

Old Abacus quickly shrank his head and whispered: "Just think about it."
To be continued...