"I was just advising you not to lose the Hu family's fortune…"

The National Preceptor clearly didn't want to talk. He sighed repeatedly, looked at Hu Ma several times, and finally spoke with a wry smile.

"Who would have thought that you had already squandered it all."

At this moment, looking at Hu Ma, he seemed to have lost his earlier anger, only with some helplessness, as if he were truly a friend of the Hu family's ancestors:

"Do you know how much painstaking effort, how much blood, and even how much great luck your Hu family's ancestors, as mere low-ranking officials, caught up with in this era of world-shaking disasters, to achieve their current status and position?"

"The walking ghosts are the foundation of your Hu family in this world, the ladder for your Hu family. How many capable people, strange scholars, and prominent families in the world, why, no matter calculating from the heavens or counting from the earth, always have to include the Hu family, which only has you, a lone descendant, left?"

"It's not because you are so important, but simply because the walking ghosts of this world all recognize this Hu character."

"But you entrusted it to others so easily?"

His eyes, looking at Hu Ma, were filled with unspeakable helplessness and lamentation: "Are you really not afraid that they will never return?"

At this time, facing the National Preceptor, Hu Ma only showed a light smile, and said softly: "National Preceptor is a pitiful person. In this world, you probably don't even have a close friend."

"Naturally, I can't expect you to understand that the root of the Hu family has never been in the *Zhen Sui Shu* (Town Guardian Book), but in always remembering where one came from."

Originally, he had many reasons to ridicule the National Preceptor, but because he had heard these words, he had to answer seriously: "The Hu family did indeed originate from low-ranking officials, but no matter how high they climb, the Hu family remembers where their skills came from, and also knows who they should serve."

"So, what you promised is very good, but our Hu family doesn't want it."

These words were very serious, because they were spoken on behalf of his grandmother, and also on behalf of the Hu family.

He was born in the mountains, had seen the ugliness of the mountains, and had also seen the goodness of the mountains, had seen kindness, righteousness, hardship, and suffering. What is the root?

This is the root.

Listening to this serious answer, even the National Preceptor didn't know how to refute Hu Ma anymore, perhaps also because he himself knew that there was no point in saying anything more.

He suddenly sighed, reached out and wiped his face, slowly stood up, looked at Hu Ma, and said softly: "Even if you are unwilling to become an immortal, why must you force us to this extent?"

"It's not just me who wants to build the White Jade Capital, but also the other surnames. Do you know what this represents?"

"It means I was right to come back."

Hu Ma laughed when he heard these words, and said, "We are country folks, we don't understand your grand principles and ambitions, so after you told me all those nice things, I wanted to see if you were really like what you said, so I came back and saw it."

"This matter is the same as the other matters, the Ten Surnames really can't be counted on."

"If you really want to get things done, you still have to rely on those mud-legged people outside the city!"

"You have indeed become the same as those reincarnated evil spirits…"

And the National Preceptor, having said this, had already lost all interest in speaking, only sighed softly, then his gaze gradually turned cold: "This Dharma Assembly, as expected, has already lost before it even began."

"The matter conspired with your Hu family's ancestor twenty years ago also lost miserably, but, young friend of the Hu family, today these Twelve Ghost Altars still have to rely on you to invite them to the capital city!"

As he spoke, he had already raised his hand and pressed it towards Hu Ma, vaguely, a jade-like palm had already enveloped him.

Even with the best upbringing, skills, and demeanor, one could see that he was now truly angry.

When he struck, he already carried a bit of rudeness.

And Hu Ma was even more rude, raising his knife and slashing at the National Preceptor, fierce and strange, with rolling baleful aura.

With this strike, the National Preceptor's palm, however, strangely penetrated the light of the blade, directly grabbing onto his shoulder, as if it were not real, and the endless fierce blade light, in front of the National Preceptor, actually seemed like a gentle breeze caressing his face.

An invisible weight pressed down on him, it seemed that, as before, all kinds of unique skills and spells would be suppressed by the National Preceptor.

Unexpectedly, Hu Ma's knife strike missed, but his figure swayed slightly. His knife strike missed, but his figure swayed, and the National Preceptor also grabbed at nothing. His body swayed, between life and death, changing endlessly.

Some spells are used on the living, and some spells are used on the dead.

The Year Guardian comprehends skills in the midst of life and death, can transform into a corpse, or can be yang and violent, but when it comes to actually fighting, this yin and yang transformation is never so timely.

But now, Hu Ma, borrowing the Zhou family's Heaven and Earth Unmoving Seal, has gained a better understanding of the skills of the Year Guardian sect. This time, when he strikes again, it is with yin and yang interlaced, and already has some of the true essence of the living dead.

In this way, although the National Preceptor has many methods, he can already avoid many of them by borrowing his body shape, as if he has the intention of exchanging a few rounds with the National Preceptor head-on.

"Your talent is really good. If you were in Anshi, you would probably be enough to enter my Great Luo Dharma Sect and inherit my teachings…"

When the National Preceptor struck, he noticed the changes in Hu Ma's skills. After thinking for a moment, he already understood where the change was, and sincerely praised:

"With such skills, even without crossing the bridge, you have abilities that are not inferior to the inhuman…"

"However, it's still not enough."

While speaking, his figure appeared simultaneously in front of, behind, to the left, and to the right of Hu Ma, and at the same time, he formed a hand seal.

As the overwhelming incantations rang out, indistinguishable from where they were coming from, countless talismans suddenly flew up around Hu Ma.

Hu Ma waved his knife, wanting to block these talismans, but soon his expression changed drastically. This time when he woke up, he had made full preparations, and had even been guarding against the incense burner that had just suppressed him, not wanting to suffer a second loss like before.

Unexpectedly, this time the National Preceptor did not drive the incense burner's intent again, but only threw out several talismans, which looked light and fluttering, and could be blown away by the wind of the knife, but upon contact, he immediately thought badly, and subconsciously wanted to run wildly, rushing out of the range of the various talismans.

But it was already too late. The first talisman fell and suppressed the Punishing Official's Great Knife.

The second talisman suppressed his left shoulder.

The third talisman had already suppressed his right shoulder as well.

His legs were trembling at this moment, about to bend down, and his body was also out of control, about to collapse.

These talismans were actually infinitely heavy, each talisman as heavy as a mountain.

It turned out that the National Preceptor didn't necessarily have to use the incense burner to suppress him. He could just take out a talisman and it would have this effect.

"Many things you have done have exceeded my expectations, and have indeed caused me a lot of trouble…"

The National Preceptor's voice still seemed calm and indifferent: "But I also said, if you are unwilling, you shouldn't have returned to the capital city."

"The Twelve Ghost Altars still have to fall on you."

"It's just a pity that I didn't initially think of using this method to deal with you…"

As he spoke, his jade-like, cold, flawless palm had already gently touched Hu Ma's chest, and then, gently pushed forward, it had already pierced into Hu Ma's body. Hu Ma's steel bones as a Year Guardian seemed to be no obstacle in front of him.

More importantly, Hu Ma actually didn't feel any pain in his body, only felt a cold and icy aura pouring in from his chest, and ravaging his body, as if to squeeze out his divine soul.

"Soul奪舍 (Duo She - Body Seizing)?"

Hu Ma was slightly startled, vaguely understanding the National Preceptor's intention. Could it be that he wanted to seize his body and then use his body to summon the Twelve Ghost Altars?

The rolling Dao cultivation within his body surged up immediately. If he encountered soul奪舍 (Duo She - Body Seizing), his own vitality would rush in and block the power of soul奪舍 (Duo She - Body Seizing) from the outside.

However, facing Hu Ma's movements, the National Preceptor instead took a step further, as if transforming into a world, wrapping towards Hu Ma. Even his life incense seemed unable to stop this strange Yin Qi from invading.

"So, you are still wrong."

"You simply don't know how far the Non-God Realm is from you, and you don't have the qualifications to fight with me…"

The National Preceptor's figure had become blurred, and even his voice seemed to have become illusory, drilling into Hu Ma's ears.

But at this moment, Hu Ma suddenly gritted his teeth and looked at him coldly, "Is that so?"

When he roared out with all his strength, he also suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard on the ground.

Looking at it, it looked like he was trying desperately to break free, but failed.

But even so, he still used all his strength to barely join his hands in front of him, forming a seal.

At this time, the National Preceptor was too lazy to look at what he was doing, and was even more certain that he had no chance to use the Heaven and Earth Unmoving Seal again, but he didn't expect that after Hu Ma formed this seal, his expression turned stern, and he said coldly: "Do you know who hates you the most?"

"The Hu family is not on the same path as you. Even if we want to oppose you, we still tricked you first, so we can't talk about hate."

"But the people who believed in you from beginning to end, but were tricked by you into having their entire family wiped out…"

"… the Mengs!"

"…"

When he said these words, he held the seal and raised his foot again, stomping heavily on the ground.

The first time was extremely difficult, the second time was much easier.

Then came the third time, the fourth time, as if the talismans pressing on his body had lost their effect.

At the same time, Hu Ma gritted his teeth and recited quickly:

"The Nine Hells originate from the Great Luo Heaven, Meng of Yan Prefecture invites the Supreme Immortal, bloodline connects to offer the Ancestor, We Meng are above, overlooking the human world."

"Jianghu commoner Hu Ma, respectfully invites Meng of Yan Prefecture, the deceased ancestor of the Yin-Communicating Meng family to possess my body!"

"…"

"What?"

The National Preceptor had already helplessly used this soul奪舍 (Duo She - Body Seizing) method, but he never expected that such a move, the Yin Qi that had invaded Hu Ma's body, would be squeezed out instantly, his face changed drastically, and he clearly showed shock.

(End of this chapter)

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