At the top of the mountain behind the Holy Soul Village, Ma Hongjun was lying on the blue silver grass lawn, looking at the stars in the sky, listening to Tang San making a lifelong promise to Xiao Wu, and smiled without saying anything.
He was already satisfied to witness this moment personally.
In the end, Sanwu finally recognized him as his older brother, Brother Jun.
But Tang San still calls him Senior Brother, and Xiao Wu still calls him Brother Jun.
Tang San told Xiao Wu that if someone kills someone, he should step over his body first.
Xiao Wu asked where Ma Hongjun was?
Ma Hongjun told Xiao Wu and Tang San that since they recognized him as their brother, he would work hard to give himself the strength to protect his younger brothers and sisters.
"Brother Jun, what if you can't protect me?" Xiao Wu asked again, and Tang San also looked at him.
Nine times out of ten things will go wrong. No matter how much Ma Hongjun improves his strength, there will still be enemies he can't deal with.
Ma Hongjun said without hesitation, "Then I will run away quickly even though I know I can't do anything. I will avenge you and resurrect you when I have the strength. Since you can practice, everything is possible. Even if you die, as long as you
I have the strength, and I can also resurrect you."
Sanwu was startled, why is this brain circuit so strange? Shouldn't he say something sensational at this time?
San Wu was speechless and stunned for a moment before Tang San said.
"Senior brother, what if you can't be resurrected?"
"That means the strength is not enough."
Ma Hongjun still said without hesitation.
"Well, although your answer seems ruthless, it is the most rational choice and is not ruthless. Even if you pass the test."
Xiao Wu had no choice but to acquiesce.
"Brother Jun, can a dead person really be resurrected?"
Xiao Wu asked with hopeful eyes.
Ma Hongjun thought for a while and said, "I don't know this, but I believe it is possible. Even if my soul is gone and I can't leave any traces in the world, I still believe it is possible, because being able to practice means that everything is possible. If not, just
It shows that the strength is not enough.”
San Wu and the other two were deep in thought, and Xiao Wu thought to herself that it seemed that if she had to practice hard, it might be possible to resurrect her mother.
Tang San had the same idea. Although he didn't know who his mother was, looking at his father's appearance, how could Tang San not guess that his mother was dead.
Seeing how they were thinking, Ma Hongjun continued, "Everything in the world is born from existence, existence is from non-existence, existence and non-existence are interdependent, so I believe that if you can practice cultivation, everything is possible."
Seeing that the two of them were listening attentively, Ma Hongjun continued.
"For example, if a person dies, there is no trace of him in the world, but you still remember him. As long as you have the strength, you can break the boundary between reality and reality and bring that person from your memory to reality."
"Or just go back to when he was still alive, take him away, and bring him to the present. This is considered resurrection."
"So I say, as long as you can practice, as long as you dare to think, nothing is impossible, as long as you have the strength to do it."
"Senior brother, what you said seems to be a fantasy, but I have no reason to refute it, and it seems very reasonable."
Tang San was silent for a long time before he spoke, and Xiao Wu nodded.
Ma Hongjun smiled and said nothing more. The three of them lay together on the blue and silver lawn, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky.
Ma Hongjun knew in his heart that this was the difference between him and them. They didn't dare to think, they couldn't think, their thinking was imprisoned, but Ma Hongjun didn't.
He comes from modern times and knows many truths that they don't know. This is his greatest wealth.
Moreover, it seems that his wealth is still emerging from his mind, maybe it has something to do with Tang San saying that he is the soul that traveled through time.
The Taoist Scriptures record that the Heavenly Lord can see all living beings with just one thought, and can cause a world to be born or close a world with just one thought.
For another example, there are actually countless parallel worlds. The worlds that people imagine also exist, including those in novels and movies, but people generally do not have the ability to go to those worlds.
Ma Hongjun doesn't know how he came to this world. It may be that the soul has traveled through time, but he doesn't know exactly how he came. But there may be countless little Ma brothers in countless parallel worlds, or
Brother Xiao Ma, Sister Xiao Ma, etc. are living all kinds of lives.
Similarly, in the countless parallel worlds of Douluo, there may be countless Ma Hongjun, Ma Junhao, Ma Hongling, Ma Honglian, etc., living various lives.
These Brother Xiaoma, Master Xiaoma, Sister Xiaoma, Ma Hongjun, Ma Junhao, Ma Hongling, and Ma Honglian are him or not him. In short, it is very complicated to explain, but Ma Hongjun heard this from his master in his previous life,
So he knows.
This involves existence and non-existence, reality and reality, time and space, destiny, succession, etc. All in all, it is very troublesome to explain, and some of them even Ma Hongjun himself does not understand now.
But Ma Hongjun doesn't care. Not to mention parallel worlds and fantasy worlds, there are countless possibilities in the future. Therefore, people should base themselves on the present, strive for self-improvement, and practice hard. As long as their strength continues to improve, one day they can
Clear all your doubts.
To achieve the goal of transcending the reincarnation of the three realms and six paths, becoming true to the Tao, having both wonderful form and spirit, and being free and at ease.
As for why Ma Hongjun told San Wu this?
Naturally, a seed of becoming stronger was planted in San Wu's heart. After all, his identity had been decided from the day he left Phoenix Village with Flanders. His future camp would be on Shrek's side. Tang San
It's one side.
Therefore, if you can work hard in advance and make some preparations in advance, you will be more relaxed when facing future enemies in the future.
While I was thinking about it, I was chatting wordlessly with Sanwu and the other two.
The three of them didn't return to Tang San's home until late at night. They didn't see the wimp, which made Ma Hongjun a little relieved, but also a little regretful.
On the other side, not long after Ma Hongjun and the others left the academy, they were at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City.
The master looked at the pot of blue silver grass on his desk in a daze. His apprentice and nephew had gone home. He felt empty in his heart. They had been together for a year. Although he didn't say it with his mouth, his feelings for his apprentice and nephew were still there.
As it continues to deepen, there is also the naughty apprentice daughter-in-law Xiao Wu.
Until Ma Hongjun and the others left this morning, he was still hesitant about whether to go to Holy Soul Village with them.
In the end, the master rejected his idea for many reasons, even he himself couldn't explain clearly.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
At this time, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
The master frowned. Normally no one would come to his place except Ma Hongjun, Tang San and Xiao Wu, and Su Fei, the dean of Notting College who occasionally came here.
"Please come in."
The master retracted his gaze from Blue Silver Grass and said calmly.
The door was opened, and a tall figure walked in from the outside. He was wearing a simple gray robe, with messy black hair hanging on his shoulders. His old face was full of vicissitudes, and his pair of cloudy eyes seemed to have reached the end of his life.
His appearance is very inconsistent with his appearance, which is only about fifty years old.
"Hello, Master!"
The visitor's pupils shrank when he saw the blue silver grass on the master's desk, he looked away and his voice was low and hoarse.
When this person first entered the door, the master's whole body became nervous subconsciously, and even the soul power in his body spread throughout his body unconsciously.
"Who are you?"
Standing up slowly, the master showed some doubts in his eyes.
The man in gray couldn't help but glance at the blue silver grass on the desk again.
"Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for twenty years. It's no wonder you don't recognize me when I look like this. My name is Tang Hao."
"Tang Hao?"
Master Furui Fubo's expression suddenly changed. His pupils focused almost instantly, staring at the person in front of him. His hands were grasped on the table, and his fingers had turned blue-white.
"You, you are Hao..."
Oppa, my idol, you are here.
The psychological activities of the master.
Tang Hao waved his hand to stop the master from continuing and said coldly.
"There is no need to mention the past titles. Back then, we met a few times. Others may think you are just a lunatic, but I know that you are a persistent person."
The master gradually calmed down and said in surprise.
"It seems that my guess was correct. You are indeed Xiaosan's father. He has gone home. Why are you here?"
Tang Hao nodded and said calmly.
"It's because he came home that I'm here."
Ma Hongjun would probably complain in his heart, "Damn, that's so heartless. I have worked so hard to raise a loser like you for three or four years, and yet you left without even seeing me."
Sir, you already owe Tang Xiaosan three years of wine money!
Hehe, you are just a useless Aji, no, you should be a useless Tang Dachui!
It's a pity that Ma Hongjun is not here.
"I know that you have accepted him as your disciple. As a father, I should have come to see you a long time ago. I am leaving, and the only one I care about is him, so I hope to entrust the mistress to you."
"By the way, thank your nephew for me. He is a good senior brother. I am very happy and relieved to have a partner like him in Xiaosan's life!"
"You want to leave? Where to go? He is your son."
The master stared at the useless Tang Hao with a sharp look in his eyes.
Tang Hao still looked cold.
"He is also your apprentice. I have to leave. There are many things that must be done. If he follows me, he will not be happy. I have no other requirements. His life is his own choice."
"It's been ten years. I've been away from this world for ten years. Now that he has grown up, there are some things that I have to do."
Master, take a deep breath!
"I don't know what happened to you, but I can see that the mistress is very attached to you. Don't you think it would be too cruel for him to leave like this?"
Tang Hao, the useless Tang Dachui, said calmly: "He decided to take an extraordinary path, and being with me would be cruel to him. Okay, I'll take away your pot of blue silver grass. If you want to say
I have finished saying this, no matter what time, please remember that he is my son, Tang Hao."
After saying this, Tang Hao raised his hand and waved, and a jet-black token fell on the table in front of the master with a clang. The token was clearly the same as the one the master showed last time when he brought Ma Hongjun and Tang San into the Soul Hunting Forest.
The tokens are the same, but the patterns on this token are exactly six.
At this time, the pot of blue silver grass on the master's table suddenly flew up and flew into the hands of useless Tang Hao.
As expected of the second young master of the Haotian Sect, he is very good at retrieving objects from the air!
"No, that pot of Blue Silver Grass was given to me by Mistress, you can't take it away."
The master stopped him as he watched Tang Er leave the token and take away the Blue Silver Sky Star Grass that Tang San gave him.
"I know this bluesilver grass belongs to Xiaosan. You can ask him for a pot later. Remember what I said, I'm leaving!"
Tang Hao said coldly.
"Wait a minute!"
The master said urgently.
"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"
"You also know that my strength is too weak. Although I can continue to practice now, it is not enough to protect Xiaosan in the future, so I need a drop of your blood. Since you have been paying attention to him, then my third soul
You should know something about the technology."
The master finished speaking quickly, staring at Tang Hao with hopeful eyes, and his body was trembling a little.
Think about it, this is his idol, the second young master of the Haotian Sect, not the useless Tang Dahamui. If Luo Sanpao copied his ability, it would at least be a weak version of Douluo, even if every
The fighting power only lasted for three or four seconds, which was enough. After all, it still had the strength of a titled Douluo, provided that it could be copied successfully.
"Hmph, you have a good plan, but I advise you to wait until your nephew comes and let your martial spirit absorb my blood. Otherwise, if something happens to you, my son will be left alone."
"boom!"
After Tang Hao finished speaking, a drop of blood was thrown towards the master. The door was closed and his tall figure had disappeared. Looking at the door and staring at the blood droplets in front of him, the master stood there without making any movement for a long time.
After a long time, he slowly lowered his head, his eyes fell on the token, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect that my idol would turn out like this."
Then he took out a jade bottle from nowhere and carefully collected the drop of blood. Needless to say, Tang Hao also knew that he could not copy Tang Dachui's ability. According to his current research, just based on his own words, Luo Sanpao
At present, the most he can copy is the ability of a soul saint like Flanders at that stage. If he is stronger, he will not be able to copy it. Moreover, if he can copy the ability of a titled Douluo like Tang Hao, he will not be able to provide such a huge amount of soul power at all.
, so this can only rely on Ma Hongjun.
Although there is something wrong with his blood, he still has plenty of energy. At worst, he just needs to endure it for a little longer!
At the same time, he thought of Tang Dachui taking away the Bluesilver Grass given to him by Tang San, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It's a pity that you didn't expect that the pot of Blue Silver Grass was created through Xiao San's first soul skill, and there is also a trace of Xiao San's thoughts parasitic on it. You take it with you, as long as you appear around Xiao San, no matter how much you hide it
If it is deep, it will definitely be sensed by the mistress."