The black wind blew, tearing apart the black clothes of a body that was covered in skin and flesh on a small part of the body, while the rest of the body was exposed to white bones.
Su Wu let go of the reins and circled around the skeleton. He carefully inspected the body and found no other valuable clues.
He then took off the clothes from the skeleton, and found a token wrapped in debris in the hidden pocket of the black clothes that had been tattered by the years.
It was a gilded bone token.
On the front of the token, there are several hidden words highlighted in gold paint, which means "the official disciple of Nengben Sect".
The four corners of the back are engraved with some decorative patterns, and two columns of esoteric text are also engraved in the middle - 'The sect of Du'qunlu' can be used for me, and naturally Benedict's master Dotso Bajie.'
These two columns of secret texts illustrate the specific identity of the skeleton, which is that it is a ‘natural Benedict master’ named ‘Dotso Baje’.
It also explains that ‘Docuo Bajie’ comes from the ‘Sect of Duqunlu Zhican Utilize Me’. The abbreviation of this sect in Chinese is ‘Nengben Sect’.
"It was this skeleton that pulled the rope...
If I had followed the hemp rope, would I have seen this skeleton?" Wang Huzi looked at the hemp rope held in the skeleton's white skeletal claws and asked in a low voice.
Su Wu shook his head.
Without looking back, he said: "Walking along that hemp rope holding you, I'm afraid you will never be able to see the real world, but you will sink deeper and deeper into the collective memories of these capable teachers.
’, they were eventually completely infected by the ‘aura of Lu’ in their memories and died.”
As he spoke, Su Wu gently took off the skull attached to the neck bone of the corpse.
Wang Huzi looked at Su Wu's movements and couldn't help but touch the back of his neck, and asked Su Wu in a low voice: "What did Mr. Su do with the head of this corpse?"
"Thousands of years ago, these dedicated masters of this religion concentrated on Dunwang Mountain. On Dunwang Mountain, they most likely conducted some kind of secret training and discovered some secrets about 'Lu'.
I took off the head of this capable teacher because I wanted to see if I could enter their collective memories like you.
I found some clues about 'Lu' in my memories." Su Wu did not shy away from it and told Wang Huzi bluntly.
But Wang Huzi couldn't understand him at all.
I don’t know what he refers to as ‘Lu’, nor do I know what ‘Nengbenjiaodushi’ is about, or what ‘their collective memory’ is about?
He did not dare to say any more, for fear that he would make Mr. Su angry if he asked too many questions, so he changed the subject with a smile: "When you met Xiaozhou, Qingyu and the others earlier, did you also see an 'innate human being'?"
The remains of the Master?"
"There is only one hemp rope." Su Wu shook his head and threw the skull into the shadow world.
He took the reins of Long Congma Ben and turned back along the original path: "The three of them were in worse condition than you. Their respective mounts died in the collective memory first. Then, half of the three of them were trapped in the body of Master Neng Ben.
In collective memory.
I won't be able to fish them out any longer at night."
These caravan members can easily be pulled by the "collective memory of Master Nomoto" and fall deeply into it, but Su Wu himself cannot set foot in the "collective memory of Master Nomoto".
——His meaning is far more powerful than the collective memories of Master Nengben. Once his human and spiritual body comes into contact with those 'collective memories', it can trigger the collective memories of Master Nengben that linger around Dunwang Mountain.
'Broken instantly.
The nihilistic world constructed by Nengbenjiedu teachers through collective memories has no room for Su Wu himself!
Just like a small cup cannot hold the water of a big river.
Su Wu led the horse and led Wang Huzi and others back to the place where Zhou Bo and other members of the caravan were stationed.
Wang Huzi and his four pathfinders walked for most of the day, but they still only wandered five or six miles away from the main army.
After putting down the boat, Qingyu, and Lao Wu, Su Wu directed the caravan members to boil three pots of water. He poured several bowls of medicinal soup into the water, then had the three people's clothes stripped off and thrown into the pot.
Remove 'cook' in the middle.
Balls of red and white firewood were churning under the cauldron.
Zhou Bo and others looked at each other in shock as they looked at the three people being 'boiled' in the pot.
"Pay attention to the heat, don't let the Chinese medicinal soup really cook the three of them." Su Wu ordered everyone, "They are deeply trapped in the collective memory of the Nengben sect, and they have been invaded by the aura of a certain 'Lu'
dye.
This aura of Lu is similar to Li Wei Yun, but more terrifying than ordinary Li Wei Yun.
This kind of breath acts on the fundamentals of a person's life, and the infected person's fundamentals of life will undergo great changes without even realizing it. The person may seem normal, but in fact he is no longer the same person.
I will use firewood to cook the medicinal soup, and with this method, the medicinal power will gather the breath of firewood and penetrate deeply into the life roots of these people, in order to remove the breath of Lu from their bodies."
Su Wu had fought against Rinchen Zambashi, who was suspected to be Lu, and had a deep memory of Rinchen Zambashi's methods.
Rinchen Zampa's son, Naikangze, and his grandson were all infected by this aura, and eventually they turned into monsters that looked like humans, but were actually no longer human.
"To what extent does this have to be cooked to remove the 'aura of Lu' from Xiaozhou and the other three's bodies?
How to tell the difference?" Zhou Bo asked Su Wu.
Su Wu looked at the three people in the steaming water and replied: "I will ask Jinglian to keep an eye on their situation. You should pay attention when cooking the medicinal soup. Don't make the water temperature too high. Just cook it for the three of them.
."
"Yes." Zhou Bo nodded.
'Jinglian', who was sitting in the distance, sensed Su Wu's thoughts, got up and walked to the three iron pots and sat down.
He clasped his hands to Su Wu and said, "I will always pay attention to the situation of the three of them. You can feel free to do other things."
"Thank you." Su Wu clasped his hands to 'Jinglian' and returned the greeting.
After that, Su Wu walked to a high slope, picked up many stones, and built an altar on the high slope.
He lined up the candles, squatted down on the incense burner, and spread out various ritual instruments such as the altar wood, peach wood sword, talisman paper, etc. on a stone slab.
After displaying the altar's name and summoning the great altar guardian, Su Wu fished out the skull of the Nengben sect master 'Dotso Bajie' from the shadows and placed it upright on the altar.
Looking at the skull covered in dirty oil and grease, Su Wu's thoughts moved slightly.
——A figure 'falls off' from him and stands in front of him.
The figure's facial features were blurred, his eyes were confused, and he remained motionless on the spot. Colorful silk threads flew up from under the sleeves of Su Wu's hands, and quickly intertwined into a fate pattern behind the figure.
As soon as this figure was given a temporary destiny, criss-crossing palm prints appeared on its hands, the blurred facial features suddenly became clear, and the sound of friction and collision of bones and joints came from within the body.
Face, palm, and bones are all ready.
The silhouette turned into an almost real 'person'.
The 'man' was naked, turned around, bowed to Su Wu, and said, "Brother Su."
His expression was calm, not showing the slightest bit of shame because he was naked in front of Su Wu.
Nowadays, the figures evolved by Su Wu's thoughts look more and more like real people, and they are completely different from the dull figures that evolved from his previous thoughts.
Su Wu took out a dark blue Taoist robe and straw sandals from the shadow world and handed them to the 'person'. He watched him tie up his bun, put on his inner clothes, tied his socks, put on his Taoist robes, and handed out a peach wood stick.
Sword and several talismans were given to the other party: "I will ask you to communicate with the skull on the altar later, to attract its residual breath, and through its residual breath, try to see if you can enter their collective memory."
"I will do my best." The 'man' smiled at Su Wu, took the peach wood sword and the charm, and turned back.
He pasted a talisman on the altar to the skull spirit, then pointed his sword finger at the center of the skull's eyebrows, and shouted loudly: "I am performing a spell to summon your true spirit. You have received the order, and the remnant soul will come quickly——
I serve the true Lord Guangzhao of Lushan Zhuxiao as urgently as the law dictates!"
One word!
The talisman attached to the skull spirit on the altar will ignite without fire!
The green smoke ignited by the spell was floating in the air, and a mutilated figure was looming in the smoke.
Thousands of years have passed, but under the influence of the strange environment of Dunwang Mountain, this neng-based master 'Dotso Bajie' still retains a trace of his remnant soul.
This is a great blessing for future generations.
Later generations can rely on his remnant soul to trace some clues to the "annihilation of Nengben sect" and the "corpse of Rinchen Zamba" suspected to be Lu in Dunwang Mountain.
But for the person involved, "Dotso Bajie", this is also the greatest misfortune.
That 'collective memory' can easily infect the members of the caravan. As the carrier of this collective memory, the many remnant souls will inevitably be tortured in the repetition of collective memory!
"The remnant soul is summoned and put into my plate!"
As soon as Su Wu thought about the evolved 'human', one hand still held the sword fingers together and pointed it between the eyebrows of the skull. With the other hand, he grabbed the Bagua plate on the altar and turned it around - the 'Gen' bit on the plate burned against the talisman.
The incomplete figure outlined by the green smoke immediately threw it towards the Bagua plate in the man's hand!
At this moment, there seemed to be black clouds moving in the dark sky!
Shadows in black robes silently spread all around the altar!
Black shadows covered the altar on the high slope like a mountain. Each black shadow opened its green ghost eyes and cast its gaze on someone who was performing a ritual on the altar.
Su Wu, who was beside someone, casually took out a peach wood sword and casually touched the peach wood sword with his palm——
The body of the red peach wood sword is like flowing gold liquid!
He casually threw out the peach wood sword with flowing gold liquid——
Click!
The sword enters the sky!
Dragon Claw Divine Thunder suddenly descended, grabbing the black shadows and tearing them to pieces!
After three breaths, the shadows disappeared.
The peach wood sword fell back into Su Wu's palm.
"You continue." said the 'Taoist' in front of Su Wutong.
The Taoist priest smiled, pressed his five fingers on the Bagua plate, raised his sword finger with his other hand, pointed it between his eyebrows, and said: "Jiu!"
His solid figure turned into a burst of blue smoke in an instant, drifted into the Bagua plate, and instantly blended with the incomplete figure of 'Dotso Bajie' in the plate!
