Spirit Vessel - Chapter 659

[Chapter 659 Ancient inscriptions, ancient catastrophe]

Feng Feiyun secretly runs the Phoenix Eyes, and wants to see if the people in this tribe are all unparalleled powerhouses who hide their cultivation, but to his disappointment, the ancient border people in this tribe are very ordinary. Children, middle-aged men, and old people are the most common ancient Xinjiang people.

Of course, there are also some middle-aged men among them, who can exert tens of thousands of kilograms of force with one hand, but it is not surprising that for the ancient Jiang people who are born with divine power, they can reach this level only by tempering their bodies more.

Since the people in this tribe are so bland, what strength is there to support them to survive in this great wilderness for generations?

Feng Feiyun was extremely curious, and asked several old men in the tribe to know if they had never been attacked by alien beasts and ferocious birds?

“No! I have never encountered a powerful alien beast within a hundred miles.” An old man replied.

Another old man said: “The men of the tribe go hunting. As long as they don’t go out a hundred miles away, they will not encounter beasts like giants, and the tribe has never been attacked.”

Feng Feiyun became even more curious when he heard this. He expanded his consciousness and covered the surrounding area for hundreds of miles. He found that, as these old men said, within a hundred miles, the most powerful ones were only a few who had been cultivating for more than 100 years. Alien beasts, not even a single footprint of an alien beast that is more than 300 years old.

A hundred miles away, the shadows of beasts are surging, and there are often wild beasts that are more than ten meters high, but they all take a detour and do not enter the hundred miles of this small tribe.

This is a very abnormal phenomenon. Could it be that there are some terrifying characters in this small tribe, or something terrifying, so that these powerful alien beasts are keenly aware, and then retreat and avoid approaching?

Most likely this is the reason.

Feng Feiyun asked again: “I don’t know if the seniors know, the origin of this tribe, or what extraordinary people have appeared in the ancestors? Of course, if it’s inconvenient to say, the seniors don’t say it.”

The people in this tribe are very simple, without the slightest defense, and they are quite hospitable. One of the old men smiled without any taboos: “It has been many generations, and there is no way to trace the origin of the ancestors, only the people of each family. There are some records on the ancestral genealogy, this tribe has been passed down for at least three hundred generations.”

“Our old witch family has been passed down for four hundred and three generations.” Another old man with a bamboo hookah sat on a stone bench, put the hookah on, and said with some dissatisfaction, it seems that it has been passed down for several generations more than others. It’s a very honorable thing.

OMG! It has been passed down to three or four hundred generations, which is longer than the Beiming clan and the Xiyue clan among the four major clans. The ancient Jiang people have long lifespans, and they have been passed down to one generation every twenty years. It has been more than 6,000 years; if it is passed down from generation to generation every 25 years, then it is close to 10,000 years, or even longer.

What kind of tribe is this?

Luo Yu’er was also inexplicably surprised. She covered her mouth with her jade hand. Even she could feel the unusualness of this tribe.

Afraid that Feng Feiyun would not believe it, two old men hurriedly shouted at their old lady and brought over the family’s ancestral records. These ancestral records were engraved on the hard bone pieces and tied together with animal leather bands. A string of more than ten meters long.

These are two series of ancestral records, one records the inheritance of 394 generations, and the other records the inheritance of 403 generations.

“It is said that this stone tablet has existed since the beginning of the tribe, but no one has ever been able to understand the text on it.” An old man pulled Feng Feiyun to a stone tablet.

This is a four-meter-high black stone tablet. The text on it has been blurred for endless years. People with poor eyesight will not be able to see the text on it.

Feng Feiyun turned the Phoenix Sky Eye, and could only read one-tenth of the text on it clearly. All other texts had been weathered by time, and they were completely smoothed out due to the long-term exposure to the wind and the sun.

Feng Feiyun also frowned slightly. The words on this stone tablet did not belong to any kind of words he had ever seen before. It was a strange symbol rather than words.

“This is…Wu Jing tadpole.” Luo Yu’er said in a very low voice.

Feng Feiyun hurriedly turned his head and asked, “What is Wujing tadpole script?”

The old men, children, and men in the tribe all gathered around, all with fiery eyes. They had long wanted to know what was recorded on the stone tablet, but many experts passed by the tribe, but they never saw it. People have seen the words above and left in disappointment. Only the beautiful woman in front of them seemed to know what the words were, and they were naturally excited.

Luo Yu’er’s beautiful eyes, sparkling red lips, soft eyelashes, softly said: “This is a type of text that only the masters of every generation of witch temples know, the content of the above has been damaged in many places, and it is difficult to see clearly. Nothing is coherent.”

Nine-tenths of an inscription was damaged, and the ghost knew what was recorded on it, and could only see some sentences intermittently.

According to Luo Yu’er’s remarks, it seems that a terrifying creature appeared a long time ago. As for what kind of creature? Where did it come from? However, because the inscription was vague, I couldn’t see it clearly. I only knew that there were countless deaths and injuries at that time. After that, I didn’t tell where the creature went. I just saw “the depths of one hundred thousand rivers and mountains” on the stone tablet, “the witch goddess”. , “Buddhist extinction” and other words.

A very incomplete piece of inscription, I don’t know what was recorded on it.

Feng Feiyun’s brows wrinkled even more. According to the incomplete information on the stone tablet, he arranged the calculations on the ground with the technique of Xiaoyan, and naturally he calculated some results. It seems that this piece of earth really has such a catastrophe. This led to the near extinction of the once prosperous Buddhist culture, which is very similar to the catastrophe recorded in the major Buddhist scriptures.

Before the Shenjin Dynasty was established, in an even more ancient period, Buddhism was very prosperous on this land. Almost everyone believed in Buddhism. All immortals were Buddhists, and there were countless ancient temples and temples. It is called the era of Buddhist cultivation.

But because of a catastrophe, almost all Buddhists were wiped out, ending the era of Buddhist cultivation.

“Beast Controlling” is the only Buddhist sect that survived that catastrophe, and the Buddhist scripture “Golden Silkworm Sutra” also disappeared without a trace during that catastrophe.

There is even a record of that catastrophe here, but why is it recorded in Wujing tadpole script? Could it be that a certain generation of masters of the Witch Temple once witnessed something important in that catastrophe?

Feng Feiyun began to calculate backwards. If the record on this stele is really the catastrophe of Buddhism, then it should have happened about 10,000 years ago, thousands of years earlier than the establishment of the Jin Dynasty. The time was when the previous generation of witches and goddesses was born. Could it be that the scriptures and tadpoles on this stele were actually engraved by the previous generation of witches and goddesses?

Although Luo Yuer seems to be stupid, she is a genuine ninth-grade wise teacher, and she also deduced this possibility. Just when Feng Feiyun was looking at her, she also looked at Feng Feiyun, and the two looked at each other. , appears to be very tacit.

She was stared at by Feng Feiyun until her face turned red, showing a shy expression.

“What? The inscription engraved by the Goddess of Heavenly Witch?” When the elders of the tribe heard these words, they immediately knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the stone tablet.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the tribe also knelt down. They were all very devout. In their hearts, the Goddess of Heavenly Witch was like a god, and the inscription she engraved was a supreme sacred object.

Feng Feiyun checked this stone tablet, and there was no blessing of any power on it, indicating that those alien beasts did not dare to enter within a hundred miles of this tribe, and this stone tablet had nothing to do with it.

Then why?

Just when Feng Feiyun wanted to ask the old man here if there were any other ancient things, the faint sound of the piano sounded, which was extraordinarily elegant, crisp and pleasing to the ear, like a mountain and flowing water, which made people who heard the sound of the piano deeply impressed. Take a deep breath.

The exceptionally ethereal sound of the violin is not contaminated with any impurities. How clear is this person who can play the guqin to such a degree?

Could it be that there is really a supreme hidden master in the tribe?

Feng Feiyun did not disturb those ancient Jiang people who were concentratingly worshipping the stone monument, and walked to the sound of the qin, all the way to the depths of the tribe, and came to the edge of a small stream full of peach blossoms, and saw a monk in white, sitting On the edge of the stream is intoxicated playing the qin.

Luo Yu’er followed Feng Feiyun closely, with an obsessed look on her face, savoring the elegant sound of the piano.

Many golden fishes surfaced, listening to the sound of the piano, and many butterflies and birds came and landed on the peach blossom tree, splashing the pink petals and falling down one after another.

Play a song! The monk in white stopped playing the qin.

“Clap!”

Feng Feiyun stroked his palms with both hands, walked over slowly, and said with a smile, “Haha! It’s really nowhere in the world to meet, and the meeting is always at the end of the world. Master Wuhu Wuxiang is actually a master of the piano. Above, there is only one person in the world who can compare.”

This monk in white is colorless and has no appearance. He sits on the stone platform by the stream, with the guqin on his legs, his eyebrows are beautiful, handsome and relaxed, his hands are folded, and he has a slight smile, his eyes are distant, and said: ” Is there such a person in the world?”

“A friend.” Feng Feiyun said: “Today we won’t talk about her, but we have to talk about you. That day, after you parted from Beast Tamer, you didn’t want to go all the way east, why did you come to Gujiangfu again? Entering this 100,000 mountains and rivers? Haha! Don’t tell me, you have taken a fork in the road.”

“Amitabha, the monk naturally won’t go astray, but came to you specifically.”

“Specially looking for me?”

“Someone forced me to come to you. If she can’t find you, she will die in front of the monk.” Wu Hue Wu Xiang said.

Feng Feiyun didn’t need to guess to know who the woman Wu Xi Wu Xiang was talking about, with a strange expression on his face, and said, “So you betrayed your friend and brought her here with no regard for morality?”

“Amitabha, the Buddhist family has the virtue of good life.” The colorless and formless eyes were slightly closed, and the body was full of white light, very holy and dignified, like a holy Bodhi tree.