Twilight Boundary

"I don't know what the other half of what Master said is, but I believe him."

"After Master passed away, I have been the one to lead these disciples who don't eat cattle for the past twenty years. When the remaining half of them come back, it is also the time when I start to learn to use my brain."

"I didn't have to use my brain before, because Master was there, he always had ideas, and when he didn't have ideas, I would have no ideas either, just follow him, that's it."

"But in the past twenty years, I have figured out a lot of things, such as the fact that the disciples who don't eat cattle have many uncles, such as the fact that the disciples who don't eat cattle were not born to be emperors. Compared to who among us has become emperor, it is more important to stop who from becoming emperor."

"Master, I can see that you are confused now, but I really want to say one thing..."

"Your confusion is similar to the Master before he was suppressed by the Twelve Ghost Altars..."

"..."

"..."

Hu Ma has been far away from Zhuangzi, but the words of Senior Brother who doesn't eat cattle are still echoing in his ears.

The first and second stages of Lao Junmei's life were actually not much different from those of the current reincarnated people.

He was probably just a little more carefree. After all, the reincarnated people at that time were not as careful as the people now, and were suppressed by the ten surnames.

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

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

He had also seen the Twelve Ghost Altars in Lao Yinshan. Indeed, it was a kind of power that he could not shake. Perhaps, if he wanted to understand the Twelve Ghost Altars, he could only use some methods of worship and questioning. This was also what Lao Suanpan was going to teach him.

But after all, Lao Suanpan was ordered to guide him to become the chief priest of the Daluo Fajiao.

And there are countless methods in this world, and many of them will change people's temperament after contact, so he can't be so honest now, and follow the method of the chief priest to explore the Twelve Ghost Altars.

While secretly considering it in his heart, he leaned out of the car window and waved to the distance.

Lao Suanpan had just changed into a new set of clothes and was riding on a donkey, looking very proud. Seeing Hu Ma waving, he hurried over.

Speaking of this, Hu Ma was somewhat helpless.

He never expected to understand why Miao Shan followed him so naturally.

He came to the manor that did not eat cattle just to see what these people were doing and to understand what happened to Lao Junmei before his death. He did not intend to borrow their help.

But Miao Shan seemed to be very natural. When she was about to set off the next day, she prepared everything, hired a clerk, a coachman, and a servant, and pulled three or four large and comfortable carriages.

Not only could she save herself from the pain of traveling, but even Lao Suanpan was equipped with a donkey.

There were people exploring the way ahead, and people along the way went to buy food and ingredients, and even a cook was specially assigned to him.

Even her own biological father now has a black umbrella to shade him from the sun and a coffin covered with white flowers. She also planned to hire a few mourners to follow the coffin and cry all the way to the capital, but Hu Ma really felt that it was inappropriate and stopped her sternly.

Helplessly turning her head to take a look, she saw the giggling of Miaoshan Fairy and Miss Zhou Si from time to time in an exquisite carriage behind her, and she didn't know what they were talking about.

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

But there were three people in a carriage, plus two little ghost servants, and it was really a bit crowded.

So Miaoshan Fairy's little ghost servant Douguan jumped out and shouted: "No, no need to squeeze, one per person, we can afford it!"

So, no one had to squeeze.

But the journey was boring, so Miaoshan Fairy and Miss Zhou Si squeezed into one, and she sat alone in her own carriage, which was convenient for thinking.

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

The old abacus was slightly surprised by the sudden question and whispered, "Didn't I tell you? It has been worshipped for 150 years!"

"I'm not asking this, I'm asking how these Twelve Ghost Altars were made?"

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

"Don't you say that it was made by the second chief priest of your Daluo Fa Sect? Even if it was made, there must be something to make it."

"..."

The old abacus looked serious and waved his hand. He first took out a bunch of incense from his sleeve, then shook it on the donkey's back, lit the incense, and blew it gently. The incense smoke spread out, separating the driver of Hu Ma's cart and other people from outside.

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

"Have you heard of the method of witchcraft?"

Hu Ma looked at him and narrowed his eyes. How did your own apprentice come? You don't even know?

The old abacus laughed and said: "I said this for a reason. The method of witchcraft is actually a shallow poison and a deep witch. It was once the oldest magic in the world."

"But because it is so old, it has been gradually abandoned. Few people practice it in the Central Plains. It is still circulated in some remote places. The current burning incense Zhu family is actually a southern witch. There are northern witches in this world."

"Northern witch?"

"Yes, the ancestors of the former Du Yi were from the lineage of northern witches."

"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 Da Luo. The Dharma teachings were re-sacrificially replaced by the ancestral altar!”

"..."

"Sacrifice?"

Hu Ma was shocked when she heard this. Originally, she only thought that the Twelve Ghost Altar was a substitute in the middle.

Now look at it, 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 everything?

"It starts with the Twelve Ghost Altar and naturally ends with the Twelve Ghost Altar. Is this why Master asked you to see this thing?"

Old Abacus looked at Hu Ma, sighed, and said: "I won't hide it from 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. He is not as good as our ancestor. Anyway, I left the statue so that we can ask something if there is any trouble..."

"...Of course, sometimes the questions you ask are not so reliable."

"..."

Hu Ma didn't listen to what was going on inside their door. She just frowned and said slowly, "What's in that altar?"

"have no idea."

The old abacus answered very simply, saying: "Only the person who is the chief priest can know. If an outsider takes a 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 chief priest according to the method you said?"

"No, don't make random guesses."

Old Abacus waved his hands hurriedly 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 Da Luo's teachings at all, and is even angry.

But I want to take this anger out on this 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 come there are three?"

"It's just some monsters claiming to have a few lives, but that's not true. In fact, it's just a few lives, different from the usual lives."

"..."

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

"This is a difficult problem..."

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

He was able to get on the bridge earlier, but because of confusion and invisible worries, he did not take that step. Later, when he met the Imperial Master, he 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 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 Abacus was also a little entangled, and slowly said: "The so-called reaching 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 major gates in this world all lead to the underworld, and the same goes for the bridge in the world."

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

"Don't walk on the single-plank bridge of the underworld, but walk on the Yangguan Road of the human world."

"In this human world, you can still get on the bridge, and you can also see yourself clearly and find a way for yourself."

"..."

"Um?"

This was indeed the first time Hu Ma heard this, and he immediately looked at Old Abacus: "How to go?"

"Dao Xing!"

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

"Climbing the bridge is detachment, and cultivating the Tao beyond the three pillars is also detachment. The road 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, so they naturally have greater abilities than this human guest. But if you seek the righteous method and cultivate one pillar after another, the same will happen. It’s like walking a step-by-step path.”

"Not only are you not afraid of those passengers on the bridge, you are even more capable than them!"