After watching the caravan ride away, Su Wu turned back and sat on a stone.
He lowered his head and looked quiet. As his thoughts turned, two figures fell away from him and stood there with numb expressions.
The two figures were blurred, but they were two figures that evolved from Su Wu's thoughts.
Now that Su Wu's ghost craftsman's sutures have been exhausted, he cannot use the ghost craftsmen's sutures to sew the destiny of the two figures evolved from this thought. The two figures are naturally blurred, looking like humans but not human, like living things but in reality
It's a dead thing.
Su Wu didn't even look at the two figures standing silently. He casually fished out a broken mud shell from the shadow of the vegetation beside him.
——He previously showed this mud shell to everyone in the caravan, traced the cause and effect on the mud shell, and revealed the image of the "proprietor" and some of the dead caravan members.
At that moment, Su Wu took out a bowl of soul-collecting rice.
The soul-collecting rice was wrapped in a mud shell and two clay dolls were made. Then two different patterns of life patterns were drawn on the back of the clay dolls.
The fate pattern patterns on the backs of the two clay dolls are superimposed to form the "Ling Zang Fate Pattern".
Su Wu reached out and pointed at the clay doll on the left. A figure standing next to the clay doll suddenly got into the clay doll. The clay doll, which was no more than a palm high, instantly expanded and "grew up" into a thin figure.
, a middle-aged man with a solemn face.
Afterwards, Su Wu led another figure into the body of the clay doll on the right, transforming it into a middle-aged woman with a kind face.
The two "people" stood in front of Su Wu timidly, not knowing how to greet Su Wu. "You two will stay in the secret area.
Hundreds of years later, you will encounter an abandoned baby near Wuxiang Zunneng Temple - that baby would have starved to death, but was saved by you two "people" who did not exist.
, his fate has changed, inheriting the different fate characteristics of you two, and turning into "Lingzang fate".
After that, he will worship in Wuxiang Zunneng Temple, and the Dharma name will be "Guang Dharma"." Su Wu and the two of them gave instructions, "Before this, you two will sleep in the secret area until you meet that person.
Abandoned baby."
"Yes." The two nodded in agreement. Su Wu waved his hand.
The two said goodbye to Su Wu, walked into the deep forest, and disappeared. Click! Click! Click!
The father of the corpse forest, who was motionless in the sky, now had his whole body twisting and hopping, jumping close to Su Wu, and handed back the purple heart - Xingui - to Su Wu.
The "Spell of Chasing Causes and Creating Effects" was spinning in Su Wu's palm. He slapped the curse away with one palm.
The various Yunji characters and talismans were connected with each other, and were engraved on the white bones of the corpse forest master's body. The red talisman characters that were all over the bones of the corpse forest master disappeared in an instant.
Deep red and cold flames ignited in the two eye sockets of the corpse forest master. In the flames, the "spiritual treasure" fate mark pattern was looming.
Hundreds of years later, it will pursue the person with the destiny of "Spirit Store", be bound by that person, and take root in the other person's bloodline.
After doing all this, the corpse forest father also jumped and dispersed in the world.
Su Wu turned around and walked up to the snow-capped mountain at the end of the green meadow with clear water flowing down...
Snowy mountain.
Jinglian was sitting in a thatched house.
Kunlun Snow Mountain is shrouded in severe cold all year round and has a barren environment, with not many people in it.
An artificial structure like a thatched house was not left on this snowy mountain by someone, but was built by Jinglian himself.
He held the "Daji Zang" with a missing page in his arms, sat cross-legged under the narrow and simple thatched shed with a cold face, and watched the tall young man walking slowly through the snowflakes, his expression not changing at all.
Su Wu walked to the thatched house and looked at Jinglian sitting cross-legged behind the door. Jinglian looked at him, but seemed to be looking at a void.
"The way you look now, it seems that you have achieved enlightenment and become a Buddha." Su Wu smiled, sat down cross-legged in front of the door, ignored the snow flakes falling on his shoulders, and talked to Jinglian. , "I just went down the mountain to send the caravan brothers away from here."
Jinglian lowered her eyes and said in a low voice
: "Why are you telling me this? I can no longer escape from the Snowy Mountains."
He raised his eyes and stared at Su Wu, with deep hatred in his eyes: "After all, you are the better one, but I don't accept it either!
Given time, I will escape from here..."
Facing Jinglian's gaze, Su Wu shook his head and interrupted the other person's words: "I ordered the wolves to send the caravan brothers away from here. After the wolves turn around, they will hide in the hidden places.
Zu Ni will return to the snowy mountains to guard the gateway between the source of the Kunlun Sea and reality."
Jinglian smiled coldly: "But you think I can't get off the mountain now, so you can tell me your plans without any worries? You'd better not leave this snow mountain for a moment and guard me closely, otherwise all your plans will eventually be revealed to me. After breaking free from here, everything will become empty!"
"I'm telling you all this just to see your reaction. Your reaction is not beyond my expectations." Su Wu sighed.
"The hatred between you and me is irreconcilable!" Jinglian spoke sternly.
"Why have you lived this thousand years with hatred?" Su Wu suddenly said something that Jinglian didn't expect.
Jinglian was stunned for a moment, then the smile on her face became even more sinister: "If I can be freed from my imprisonment, it is not impossible for me to let go of all the grievances I have now..."
"No." Su Wu shook his head, stood up, looked into Jinglian's eyes, and said, "What I mean is that with all the hatred you have towards me, all your actions from now on will be to destroy all my arrangements. host.
A naturally vicious person like you will never survive even if you are trapped in a snowy mountain.
——Even though you are acting as if you are heartbroken now, as if you have given up all thoughts and are not interested in external things, in the final analysis, this behavior is just to deceive me.
Therefore, I should block all your memories of me.
Until one day, when you and I really fight each other and resolve the cause and effect, it will not be too late for you to remember me..." Before Su Wu finished speaking--
Jinglian's expression suddenly changed, she clasped her hands together and immediately formed the seal: "Om ah hum! Banzaguru bama siddhi hum!"
The secret mantra resounds like thunder!
In the sound of the mantra, the billowing flames poured like lava around the Jinglian body, and the Jinglian instantly transformed into the "Wrathful Padmasambhava". The flames spread out on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and the narrow and simple thatched house was directly vaporized!
The wrathful Guru Rinpoche stepped on eighteen evil-path wild boars and rose up from the ground in an instant——
During this time, the blood river tribulation shadow spread over Su Wu's body, and Su Wu transformed into the "Tianpeng Zhenjun". The Fang Tian painted halberd in one hand plunged straight into the billowing flames, and the slaying was instantly revealed. Suppress the boiling flames!
Behind the Wrathful Padmasambhava, the six great Padmasambhava had not yet appeared. The golden ruler in Su Wu's hand had already hit the Wrathful Padmasambhava's head, causing him to fall to the ground!
He stepped on the back of the Wrathful Padmasambhava, put down the golden ruler and the imperial bell, and held the vicious head of the Wrathful Padmasambhava with his arms!
"!"
The sky canopy raises the eyes, and the mouth utters the sound of thunder!
A single syllable filled the eyes, mind, and thoughts of the wrathful Guru Rinpoche with infinite white light! The white light disappeared silently!
Let go of all Jinglian’s memories of Su Wu!
Jinglian turned around and looked at the snowy mountain top where the steam was rising. The sadness, anger and rage in her eyes turned into a look of confusion.
Where can I find Su Wu on the snowy mountaintop?
In Jinglian's thoughts, there is no memory of Su Wu.
He looked around, filled with anger and sadness that he didn't know why - after a moment of silence, Jinglian suddenly howled and cried!
He didn't know why he was crying. But he felt so depressed in his heart! --
Deep in the Kunlun Snow Mountains, an isolated area.ap.
Houses in disrepair are scattered along the river.
Those houses have been uninhabited for a long time, and the front and back of the houses have been covered with weeds. There are spider webs all over the houses inside and outside, and deep cracks can be seen everywhere on the walls and roofs.
A young man, carrying a rattan basket on his back, walked out of the dilapidated houses and rushed to sow crops in a field by the river.
Two big "iron-clad" dogs chased and quarreled around him. He occasionally stopped to see how the fruits and vegetables he planted on the roadside were growing.
When they approached the edge of the field, the two big dogs suddenly stopped chasing and stood beside the young man, whimpering softly at a tall figure walking along the field edge.
The young man also saw the tall figure approaching slowly, and his expression became nervous. He pulled out a sharp knife from his waist and looked at the visitor warily.
The visitor seemed to have noticed his action of drawing the knife, and stopped five or six steps away from him, and shouted with a smile: "Qu Li."
After shouting, he paused and then said: "Qu Li Guang Hai Zang."
When the young man heard the visitor's words, he hesitated in his eyes. He frowned and asked, "You, you know my name?"
"Of course I know your name." The visitor stopped where he was, "I also know the prophecy your deceased parents left for you before they died.
On your ninth birthday, someone will come over the snowy mountains to find you and accept you as his disciple."
Su Wu looked at the "Quli Guanghaizang" who was extremely "young" and had rejuvenated, and then said: "Quli, today is your ninth birthday, and the master has come to ferry you to the outside of the mountain."
Qu Liguang Haizang was ready to tell the prophecy left by his parents to those who heard it. His expression was inexplicably excited and hesitant for a while.
He still held the sharp knife and stopped in place. "You don't believe me?" Su Wu asked with a smile.
Qu Liguang Haizang nodded, then quickly shook his head.
"When you were three years old, this secluded village finally became depopulated, leaving only you and your parents living here.
The rest of the villagers died one after another due to old age, disease, or accidents.
Their corpses rode this river and returned to their hidden origins." Su Wu pointed to the small river not far away and spoke slowly.
His corpse once started from this river, traveled throughout the hidden realm, and finally stayed in the "Sea of Wisdom."
This small village was the village where "Wujin Jiangqu", "Duoji" and others gathered together to form the village.
When Su Wu Lijie died, his disciples gathered in this village. Even the defeated Qu Liguang Haizang came here to bid farewell to Su Wu's body.