Chapter 121: The World Is Hot and Cold (I)

The three-edged tower flashed a layer of white light from the bottom, followed the main body of the tower all the way up, condensed to the top of the tower, and the brightness reached a peak.

The spear in the hand of the guard monk caught the white light in the air, and the white light was still shooting from the top of the tower, but the white light paused for a moment on the tip of the spear, with the realm of the monk, it was obviously impossible to control such a huge force, it was estimated that the spear itself, and the yù tower had a formation that echoed each other.

The white light condensed on the tip of the spear for a moment, and the power was even greater, and the monk's face was already flushed, and with a wave of the spear, a ball of white light bombed towards Wu Luo and Ma Hong.

Ma Hong's face was ugly, and when he returned to his "home", he was not only blocked from the door, but also offended by his subordinates. He stepped forward and snapped his fingers, and the silver pill flying sword shot out with a whoosh.

Wu Luo, on the other hand, turned his head thoughtfully, and in the distant sky, a few people were flying high.

The materials and forging process of the Silver Pill Flying Sword are absolutely top-notch in today's cultivation realm, although the white light is powerful and contains a lot of spiritual power, but the god is not condensed. I saw a flash of silver light, and the silver pill flying sword cut through the white light, and slashed at the monk with a sword.

"Ah" The monk was taken aback, seeing the silver pill flying sword falling, this bold monk was about to be in a different place, and suddenly a green dragon flew over, blocking under the silver pill flying sword, "dang" A loud sound, the silver pill flying sword retracted, and the green dragon shrank on the spot, coiled together, and stared at Ma Hong vigilantly.

A few people who were still in the distance just now had already rushed to the front. When Ma Hong saw that person, he snorted and said, "Ma Lingtian, isn't it true that I am not allowed to enter the current Feicui Mountain?"

That person was Ma Lingtian, one of Ma Hong's cousins, this person was dignified, but his eyes were narrow and narrow, and looking at it always made Wu Luo feel uncomfortable.

Ma Lingtian laughed and said enthusiastically: "It turns out that Ah Hong is back, why don't you say it in advance, and we will welcome you." ”

Ma Hong's face was better, and he waved his hand and said, "No need to greet me, as long as you don't knock me out of the door." He glared at the monk as he spoke.

The monk didn't expect that Ma Hong was really Ma Lingtian's cousin, and he suddenly became very nervous.

He suddenly made a move before, indeed because he saw Ma Lingtian coming back, and he had the intention to show his loyalty in front of the third master: although he was just guarding the door, he was also meticulous.

But I didn't expect that they were really the cousins of the head of the family, and this fart was slapped on the horse's feet.

The monk thought that he would be greeted with a reprimand, and perhaps the errand would be lost. Unexpectedly, Ma Lingtian laughed and revealed: "Ah Hong, you haven't been back for a long time, will there be anything wrong with coming back?"

Seeing his attitude, Wu Luo was a little unhappy in his heart, and glanced at him coldly.

Ma Hong said: "I heard that Fu Bo said that there was a bit of a difficult situation at home, so I invited a treasure refining master back to see if he could help." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a treasure refining master, Ma Lingtian's attitude immediately became enthusiastic: "Oh, yes, it's the one behind you?"

"Exactly. Ma Hong introduced Wu Luo Dao: "This is the head of our Ruolu Prison team, Lord Wu Luowu, and he is also the first alchemy master of our Ruolu Prison. ”

Ma Lingtian looked at Wu Luo, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he asked lukewarmly, "Dare to ask what realm this brother is?"

Wu Luo said calmly: "Nine Palaces and Mansions Realm. ”

"Cut-" The few people who followed Ma Lingtian on the side suddenly laughed, and their eyes were full of disdain when they looked at Wu Luo. Ma Lingtian also said contemptuously: "Ah Hong, our Feicui Mountain Ma family is not like it was back then, a monk in the realm of the Nine Palaces and Guangsha is probably not of much help." ”

He never mentioned punishing the monks who offended him, and looked down on Wu Luo, Ma Hong was also a little displeased, and said with a straight face: "Ma Lingtian, refining treasure and making weapons depends on more than just cultivation, although the realm of Master Wu is not high, but the attainment of refining weapons is not low, and it took me a lot of tongue to invite Lord Wu." ”

There was a sneer at the corner of Ma Lingtian's mouth, and his sneering eyes swept Ma Hong and Wu Luo, and waved his hand casually: "Since that's the case, come in with me." ”

Ma Hong was suddenly angry enough, what kind of attitude is this? Lao Tzu is kind and begged his immediate boss to help you, why is it as if we are begging you?

Wu Luo originally wanted to persuade Ma Hong and his relatives to make peace, if the Ma family was like Ma Lingtian, it seemed that there was no need.

The two of them were angry, and they must have turned around and left. Ma Hong's temper was not good, but the whole time, an old man flew out of it panting, and when he saw Ma Hong, he was immediately overjoyed: "Young Master Hong, you are here, great, go, go with me to the old man's grave to worship first......"

Ma Hong hurriedly helped him: "Fu Bo......"

Since you have come to Feicui Mountain, it is indeed unreasonable not to go to Ma Hongtao's grave to pay respects. Ma Hong and Wu Luo endured their anger and followed Fubo in.

Before they had gone far, they heard Ma Lingtian encouraging the monk who had offended them from behind: "You are good, very responsible, continue to maintain it in the future."

The monk was overjoyed: "Thank you, Third Master"

Seeing the ugly faces of Ma Hong and Wu Luo, Fu Bo sighed softly: "Young Master Hong, you should be for the master." Fu Bo looked at Ma Lingtian, who was far away behind him, and said, "Several young masters have also been in a hurry these days, don't blame them." Those few people just now are the treasure refining masters who the third young master specially went out to invite back, and this is already the fifth bo. ”

Wu Luo said secretly, no wonder those people smiled so happily when they heard their Nine Palaces and Guangsha realm, it turned out that there was one less competitor.

Ma Hong frowned: "Is it really so troublesome?"

Fu Bo glanced at Wu Luo on the side, and didn't say clearly: "My old thing is useless now, and if there is anything about the young masters, they have their own henchmen to discuss, and I don't know much." But it seems to be a real problem. ”

Wu Luo didn't care, the first time you met, you wanted an old man who had lived for hundreds of years to talk to you? That's impossible.

As he spoke, he had already arrived at Ma Hongtao's mausoleum behind Feicui Villa.

Compared with the magnificent villa in Qianshan, Ma Hongtao's mausoleum is too simple. A grave, a stone monument, surrounded by a circle of green cypress trees, on both sides of the distance of three zhang, there is a small pine forest.

Mahon looked at the tombstone, and his eyes turned a little red. Respectfully knelt down and bowed three times. Although there is no incense candle burning paper, but the heart is sincere.

Wu Luo stood aside, waited for Ma Hong to get up, and gently patted him on the shoulder. Ma Hong lowered his head, not wanting Wu Luo to see tears in the corners of his eyes.

Wu Luo understood in his heart that the old man who had been sleeping here for a long time was a good person.

Worldly people tend to see their own suffering, struggle to survive, and rarely have food and clothing. They always envy the "immortals" and feel that the "immortals" don't have to worry about everything, so when they envy someone, they will always say "live a fairy-like life".

But they don't know that the life of the "immortals" is not easy, and each has its own pain.

The pursuit of a cultivator is to cultivate immortals, just like mortals pursue food and clothing, which is the most basic requirement.

If you can't cultivate the truth, for people from a family of cultivators, such as Ma Hong, it is like the suffering of a secular person who is lonely and helpless, and has no food and clothing.

Cultivators are not omnipotent, they also need yù pure elixir, and they need high-level exercises.

Ma Hongtao himself is not rich, he can only be said to be okay, but he resolutely bears all the expenses of Ma Hongxiu.

If he was Zhu Qingjiang, it would not be a problem to save a helpless Xiuzhen boy at will, because his family has a big business, and it is not a problem to bear tens of millions of people.

But Ma Hongtao is different, if he helps Ma Hong, it is likely to affect himself, or his children and grandchildren. Such talents are great.

On the way back, Ma Hong didn't say a word, indulging in his memories, and Wu Luo didn't bother him.

After Fu Bo ran forward and backwards, he prepared two clean rooms for the two of them, and Young Master Hong came back, obviously the old man was very happy. After settling down in my accommodation, I was busy going out to cook again.

As soon as he left, Wu Luo sighed and shook his head: "It seems that Fu Bo is really in a normal situation in the mountain villa. ”

Mahon was silent.

The room where the two of them lived was actually very ordinary, and compared to this luxurious mountain villa, the humble one was not much better than the firewood house. But even so, it was Fauber who came after running. As an old man beside Ma Hongtao, it is indeed a bit sad.

Wu Luo said that "the situation is average" is already polite, and Fu Bo can simply describe the bleak evening scene.

Dinner is also very simple, four dishes, a bowl of winter melon pork rib soup. Fauber asked Ma Hong to eat more, and these dishes were Ma Hong's favorite food.

Ma Hong is now in Ruolu Prison, his status is noble, he has never eaten anything? Of course, these dishes are no longer delicious in his mouth, but he has not eaten a bite of food, and Fu Bo's relieved appearance, Ma Hong is sad when he sees it, and he almost cried.

He put down the dishes and chopsticks and took the old man's hand: "Fu Bo, move to Ruolu Prison and live with me." I'm not bragging to you, I'm going to give you Master Wu in Ruolu Prison, your status is not low, you just go and think about Qingfu, no one will dare to be disrespectful to you"

Fu Bo patted his head, smiled kindly, and said, "I'm not leaving, I don't have a few years to live, what's the toss." ”

Ma Hong said earnestly: "Fubo, don't toss, I'll take you away, it won't take a few days to arrive." We don't have to pack up our stuff here, we have everything in prison. ”

Fu Bo looked at him and nodded with satisfaction: "Young Master Hong, you just have this heart." I don't want to leave, I still have to stay here with my master. ”

He was silent for a while: "You don't know, because of your affairs, several young masters even complained with the master, for seven years, I haven't seen the master much, he is too lonely, I have served the master all my life, I can't finally leave him to enjoy my own happiness......"

Ma Hong finally couldn't help it, turned his head and covered his eyes with his hands, which were already wet between his fingers.

Wu Luo looked at the old man in his last years, and the faces of Ma Lingtian and the others looked even more contemptible against the old man.

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