"Indeed, there was a reason why such a meticulous plan back then ultimately had such loopholes."

"But do you think I have no means to deal with your Hu family?"

Shangjing, behind the incense altar.

The National Preceptor's plans were thrown into disarray by this sudden change, but he wasn't surprised at all. His expression merely grew colder.

It wasn't that his methods weren't clever enough, nor that he hadn't been cautious, but he hadn't expected the Hu family to be so ruthless, always exceeding his expectations. But he didn't have time to be angry. He picked up the peach wood sword in his hand and hurriedly slashed at the five oil lamps on the incense altar.

He roared, "From the very beginning, I valued this matter far more than your Hu family!"

"..."

There was also a blue banner, already wrapped around the Book of Life and Death in the Zhongyin Realm (intermediate state between death and rebirth), using the Book of Life and Death to enter Hu Ma's divine soul.

This was a true great divine power, a great method to defy fate.

The previous outburst was just the unwillingness of a deceased soul from more than a decade ago, nothing to fear.

The errors that needed to be corrected could still be corrected at this time. The Hu family of the Zhen Sui Prefecture (Demon Suppression Prefecture), which seemed to have gone astray, would also be pulled back.

But at the same time, beside the battle formation, Old Abacus, watching the hand伸出来的shēn chūlái伸出来的 extending out from the coffin, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, unable to offer any advice.

Unexpectedly, Little Bean Official showed a steadier side than him. The little ghost stared intently at the skeleton hand伸出来的shēn chūlái伸出来的 extending out from the coffin, not forgetting to kneel down and kowtow.

While getting up, he hurriedly said to Immortal Maiden Miaoshan, "Quick, Auntie, only you can help Master..."

Immortal Maiden Miaoshan was even more anxious, "How can I help?"

Little Bean Official said, "Just set up the spirit tablet like you're worshiping an ancestor..."

As he spoke, he had already drilled into Immortal Maiden Miaoshan's carriage, rummaging around. The trouble was that Immortal Maiden Miaoshan always threw things around, making them hard to find. The good thing was that Immortal Maiden Miaoshan liked to keep things with her, so they could always be found.

So, Bean Official rummaged for a long time and finally found a spirit tablet wrapped in gray cloth, covered in dust.

Immortal Maiden Miaoshan stared blankly for a moment before remembering that it was her own father's spirit tablet.

Her father had passed away too long ago, and she only took it out to worship him during the Ghost Festival every year, and she often forgot...

"Worship him?"

Immortal Maiden Miaoshan said blankly, "It's not a festival, what's the use of worshiping him?"

Besides, sacrifices were not made next to the battlefield. The baleful aura of the battlefield alone would clash with the ancestors.

Little Bean Official, however, seriously placed the spirit tablet and then retreated, turning to Immortal Maiden Miaoshan and said, "Auntie, you always remember who your father is, right?"

"Who could forget that?"

Immortal Maiden Miaoshan looked at the name written on the spirit tablet and said, "Tao Da Wang, the great rich man of Shangjing. Twenty years ago, Shangjing was in chaos and he was caught up in it. His whole family died, leaving only me."

"Later, it was Eldest Brother who saved me, protected my family property, and then started wandering around... I didn't see him much when I was young, and I almost forgot what he looked like, but the family property he left behind is really too much, I can't spend it all!"

"It's good that you remember!"

Little Bean Official took incense, stuffed it into her hand, and brought down the incense burner, saying, "Worship him!"

Immortal Maiden Miaoshan was relatively simple-minded. The good thing was that she listened to advice.

Although she was full of doubts, she still honestly held the incense and bowed to the incense burner.

Old Abacus couldn't understand it at all at this moment. He did know that Immortal Maiden Miaoshan was indeed very lucky. He had been telling fortunes for so many years, and he had never seen anyone with such great fortune.

But he had been too busy recently to pay attention to her, and he didn't know that the various forces were now turning this chaotic situation into a pot of porridge. What was the point of the little ghost asking her to worship her ancestors here?

Just as he was wondering, Immortal Maiden Miaoshan was already holding the incense and kowtowing.

The smoke curled up, burning into three even sticks, a sign of great fortune, as if a warm wind was blowing, and the world was silent.

Even under these circumstances, Old Abacus' eyes widened sharply. Now he was next to the battlefield, the evilest and most vicious place of weaponry. Even the best blessed land, if touched by the disaster of war, would quickly lose its luck, and a good blessed land would turn into an evil land.

But now, just Immortal Maiden Miaoshan burning incense alone actually had such profound blessings that it overwhelmed this battlefield.

People can change the world.

If it was an evil land, where people lived, they would theoretically be plagued by bad luck and constant disasters. But if someone could suppress the evil forces here,

and their bloodline flourished, and their descendants prospered, for generations, with children and grandchildren filling the halls, then at the time of ancestor worship, they would naturally have blessings. Even an evil land would become a blessed land because of the existence of this clan. Old Abacus understood this principle, but he couldn't understand the current situation.

Just one person, worshiping their ancestors, was even more profound than five generations under one roof in other families?

The warm wind surged, blowing away the bloody baleful aura of the battlefield, and even the abnormal rain in the air was blown away.

...

...

On the battle formation, Fourth Girl Zhou was almost crying as she watched Hu Ma's body being destroyed. But Little Red Hibiscus was fierce and pointed at Hu Ma, giving this order.

No one knew what kind of psychological fluctuations Fourth Girl Zhou had experienced in such a short period of time. She looked at Hu Ma's pale lips, suddenly took a deep breath, and rushed to Hu Ma's side.

She closed her eyes and blew into his mouth.

Then, she suddenly let go, looked at Hu Ma's body full of arrow holes, and said with a sob, "It's broken, it's leaking..."

Little Red Hibiscus' expression was a little dazed, "I told you to transfer vitality..."

"Are you blowing a toad?"

"Oh!"

Fourth Girl Zhou, once she did it once, she became familiar with it. This time, she didn't inhale so much air, and carefully transferred it in.

...

...

"Father..."

At the same time, with this rolling good fortune coming upon him, and with the aura of guarding the year surging, Hu Ma, in the Zhongyin Realm, clearly felt his heart tremble.

Wrapped in the Book of Life and Death, he clearly felt everything that his biological father, Hu Shan, had done. Originally, he had a sense of estrangement towards this father in his heart.

First, he had no such memories. Second, he was extremely unfamiliar with this person.

But in the Book of Life and Death, he saw the moment he took action, heard the moment he sighed, and a deep throbbing arose in the depths of his heart.

Did the Hu family really completely sacrifice their only son and grandson in order to execute the National Preceptor's plan, making him a monster that stitched together the fate of a reincarnated immortal? Making him the future chief priest of the Da Luo Dharma Sect?

No, that wasn't right. Even what he saw in the Book of Life and Death was covered by a layer of mist, obscuring the truth.

First, Old Lord Eyebrow.

Old Lord Eyebrow was not forced to be stitched together. He actually seemed to be giving all of this to himself voluntarily.

But why did he do this? This top figure among the previous generation of reincarnators actually gave his legacy to an infant?

The Hu family and the reincarnators should have had enmity!

At the same time, the last remaining blue banner had firmly wrapped Hu Ma, and a rolling stream of information that did not belong to Hu Ma was rapidly spreading over his fate.

Hu Ma could even see that there was a huge shadow on his name in the Book of Life and Death. That was Old Lord Eyebrow. There was also a blurry shadow that belonged to the Hu family's descendant, Hu Ma. But in addition to that, there was an extremely dim name.

That was a name that had been added twenty years ago, from the time he was born. It was the work of the Da Luo Dharma Sect.

And as that blue banner wrapped around him, this name was becoming clearer and clearer, swelling, and even about to overwhelm the shadow left by Old Lord Eyebrow, and also overwhelm the name that originally belonged to him.

"Two people have helped me change my fate!"

At this moment, his heart suddenly became clear. He truly saw through the mist and saw the truth written in this Book of Life and Death.

Fate is given by heaven and earth and cannot be changed, but some people's abilities have become so great that they can defy heaven and change fate, not even putting the heavens in their eyes.

One was Old Lord Eyebrow. He left his immortal fate to himself in order to change his fate, in order for him to inherit something. The other was that blurry shadow. That was the trace of fate alteration from the Da Luo Dharma Sect.

And now, the Da Luo Dharma Sect was even going to use this trace to change his fate again.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, Hu Ma didn't know what was happening outside. He only felt that the traces left by Old Lord Eyebrow in his fate suddenly resonated.

There was originally a nail nailed into his divine soul, but as this roar was triggered, the nail was pulled out strangely. At the same time, Hu Ma didn't have time to think and quickly grabbed it, fiercely stabbing it into that fate that was wriggling and growing.

"Chila!"

As this fate was nailed down, the blue banner was suddenly torn apart, leaving the Book of Life and Death, tattered, and quickly flying out of the Zhongyin Realm.

At this moment, Hu Ma's heart suddenly became bright.

The causes and consequences were all reflected in his mind at this time: "There is no such thing as a body with three fates. From beginning to end, there is actually only one fate."

"Before I was seventeen years old, my divine soul was disordered, and I did not possess the three souls, thus my life experience was equivalent to being non-existent. Therefore, Old Lord Eyebrow gave me his immortal fate and the adjusted memories of his past life as a gift..."

"From the beginning, I have always been the Hu family's son and grandson. It was just that someone had changed my fate, causing me to deviate from my own fate, and Old Lord Eyebrow's own fate was pressing down on me, and there were two major shadows surrounding and obscuring my fate..."

"Even the madman from the Disaster Thief Gate was wrong..."

"I don't have a body with three original fates. Those two fates were added to me by others. I have always only had one fate."

"..."

"Ka!"

At the same time, in Shangjing, in front of the incense altar, the peach wood sword in the National Preceptor's hand suddenly broke in mid-air, just as it was about to slash at the incense altar.

His face instantly became extremely ugly, and a rare hint of hatred appeared on his immortal-like face: "Mr. Old Lord Eyebrow, you who have nothing, what are you plotting by doing this?"

"If other reincarnators knew you were a traitor, what would they think?"

(End of this chapter)