The torrent of ancestral fire that continued to pour into Su Wu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose and was swallowed up by Su Wu was finally coming to an end!
As the last burst of red fire was absorbed by Su Wu, the large cloak covering his body completely turned pure red, and the word "fire" written in oracle bones on the back completely turned into red gold!
After devouring all the 'gifts' from the founder of Yinximai, the 'fire' that Song Xian had received from Renchu's big stove was finally pieced together. This ball of fire was completely integrated with Su Wu's own 'Suihuang Seal' -
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Su Wu's undercurrent of consciousness suddenly became dark and silent.
In this silence, a loud noise suddenly sounded!
boom!
Accompanied by this loud noise, a ball of pure gold flames suddenly crashed down from above, illuminating the layered clouds, withering stars, and the mysterious rhyme as dark as mist, illuminating a forest wrapped in rich rhyme.
, smashed into a corner of the wild and deep forest!
The golden flame burns brightly!
Surrounding the raging fire, there were several figures standing, sitting or lying down.
There are more than a dozen figures, and their clothes are very simple. They are basically shirtless and wear animal skin skirts around their waists. Several of them are holding various bronze swords and guns that emit yellow light, and many of them are lying on the ground with pale faces.
, are already dead bodies.
When the people who were still alive saw the raging fire suddenly falling from the sky, they were so frightened that they all fled in all directions.
At this time, there was an old man with white hair, some of his hair was braided, and some of his hair was strung with bone beads. He held up a antler wooden staff and walked towards the golden red fire.
Su Wu could only see the old man's back.
The old man stood in front of the fire, with his arms wide open and a serious look on his face, making all kinds of strange movements very religiously.
The people who had fled in all directions gathered around them again when they saw what had happened.
They whispered to each other.
Su Wu heard their whispers, which were vague and fuzzy syllables. He couldn't hear them clearly at first, but the fuzzy syllables were repeated more and more times, and finally became more distinct and clear in his ears.
!
"Yin Xi, Yin Xi..."
"Yin Xi, Yin Xi..."
"Yin Xi..." Su Wu listened to the two increasingly clear syllables and murmured subconsciously, "Yin Xi... Yin Xi..."
Is this the origin of Yinxi pulse?
Is this the origin of Yinxi pulse?
This golden red flame is the original ‘Ren Chu Da Zao’?!
In an instant, countless thoughts ran through Su Wu's mind!
"Yin Xi, a disciple of Lao Tzu - is there any connection between him and the Yin Xi Meridian?!
But looking at the current scene, it is more like a period when chaos has just begun and ignorance has not faded - Yin Xi is from the Zhou Dynasty, how could he appear in this period?!
Or is it that the 'Yin Xi' that those people keep repeating is actually revealing a certain prophecy, and 'Yin Xi' exists in a key part of this prophecy, so it will be mentioned many times?!"
Su Wu thought of this!
The picture emerging from the undercurrent of consciousness suddenly changes!
Those who were either facing him sideways, with their backs to him, or facing him, but all of them had their eyes on the golden and red flames, suddenly turned their heads——
The few people facing Su Wu suddenly raised their heads, looking through the golden-red flames, staring straight at Su Wu;
The heads of the people facing Su Wu turned more than ninety degrees, and their eyes were rolling in the blood as they looked at Su Wu;
The few people with their backs to Su Wu turned their heads 180 degrees, with unrestrained smiles on their pale faces, and laughed at Su Wu!
And the white-haired old man who had always turned his back to Su Wu suddenly fell into the golden-red fire!
boom!
The fire directly swallowed his body, causing his body to disappear.
But a figure emerged from the fire, and the figure became distorted as the fire expanded and exploded - the golden red fire spread out, and suddenly more than ten people with strange expressions around them were dragged into the fire!
The flames clung to the bodies of the more than ten 'people', igniting them in an instant and burning them into torches!
And the figure in the golden red fire, distorted by the changing shape of the flames, seemed to have obtained enough sacrifices at this time, and was completely fixed into the word "sacrifice" in an oracle bone inscription!
"Festival!"
Su Wu stared at the words.
The golden red fire slowly faded in his field of vision.
The undercurrent of his consciousness returned to calm.
The red cloak covering his body suddenly burned into flames and turned into a raging fire!
Su Wu stared at the blazing fire, and the surrounding shadows condensed into arms, pulling up the mud shells he had previously removed from Wang Chuanzhen's body, and throwing three or four mud skins into the fire!
The fire burns even more fiercely!
A figure emerged from the flames.
There was some connection between that figure and Su Wu's nature. Su Wu just glanced at that figure and had a clear understanding in his heart: "At this level of fire, it can already reflect the inner nature."
Some gods!
The word "sacrifice" that I glimpsed from the undercurrent of my consciousness has passed down this method of "watching fire" to me.
After offering sacrifices to the fire, you can "watch the fire" and see the gods in your nature!
Even cultivating the spirit in the fire!"
Su Wu stared at the different figures standing in the red fire. The charm of his fists suddenly came out from his whole body, covering the red fire, and instantly established a connection with the figure emerging from the red fire.
!
Buzz!
In an instant, the blazing fire continued to collapse into the blurry figure.
That shadow converged all the fire and turned into an elusive trace, which was imprinted on the center of Su Wu's eyebrows in an instant - Su Wu's eyes condensed, and he suddenly stood up. He did not make any movements or perform any techniques.
, but at this moment, it seemed as if it had transformed into another strange existence, causing the robbery shadow under its feet to gallop forward——
As he pushed his palm forward, Jie Ying directly tore apart the shadow world here!
Su Wu lowered his eyebrows in thought and stepped out of the shadow world.
He pushed casually, and the handprint-like mark left on Yinggui's body was not healed for a long time.
Wu Wenyuan was previously ordered by Su Wu to track Fatty Ding's motorcade, and now he was leading everyone on the small road.
It's almost dusk now.
The convoy that the Sanyang congregation was chasing now slowed down and was driving slowly on the trail.
Someone stepped out of the convoy and explored the surroundings, presumably to find a safe place to camp temporarily.
Wu Wenyuan and the Sanyang congregation also took off the armor and horse talismans on their legs. They hid in a deep forest and observed the actions of the people in Fatty Ding's motorcade in the distance.
He inadvertently glanced at the darker shadow at his feet, knowing that the 'King Ming' was hiding behind the shadow and had not yet appeared.
As soon as I thought of this, a burnt mark in the shape of a handprint suddenly appeared on the shadow!
The shadows boil steeply!
At this moment, the tall figure quietly appeared next to Wu Wenyuan.
Wu Wenyuan and other members of the Sanyang congregation were suddenly startled when they saw the figure next to them.
Shocked, the Sanyang congregation dispersed one after another!
Wu Wenyuan drew out the long knife from his waist, stared at the tall figure, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?!"
He clearly saw the face of the tall figure, but it was as if he didn't recognize him at all!