Chapter 447 The ancient inscription, the ancient catastrophe
Feng Feiyun secretly operated the Phoenix Sky Eye, wanting to see if the people in this tribe were all powerful men with hidden cultivation. But to his disappointment, the Gujiang people in this tribe were very ordinary. From children to mature men to the elderly, they are the most common people from ancient Xinjiang.
Of course, there are also some strong men among them who can hit tens of thousands of kilograms of force with one hand, but for the ancient Jiang people who are born with supernatural powers, it is not surprising that they can reach this level by just tempering their bodies more.
Since the people in this tribe are so ordinary, what power supports them to survive in this vast wilderness for generations?
Feng Feiyun was extremely curious and asked several elders in the tribe if they had never been attacked by strange beasts and ferocious birds.
"No, I have never encountered a powerful beast within a hundred miles." An old man replied,
Another old man said: "When the men of the tribe go hunting, as long as they don't go a hundred miles away, they will not encounter huge beasts, and the tribe has never been attacked."
Feng Feiyun became even more curious after hearing this. He expanded his consciousness to cover hundreds of miles around, and found that it was true as these old men said, within a radius of a hundred miles, the most powerful ones were only a few who had been practicing for more than a hundred years. Alien beasts, not even a single footprint of an alien beast that is more than three hundred years old can be seen.
A hundred miles away, beast shadows were surging, and wild beasts more than ten meters high often passed by, but they all took a detour and did not enter within a hundred miles of this small tribe.
This is a very abnormal phenomenon. Could it be that there are some terrifying characters or things in this small tribe that these powerful beasts are keenly aware of, and then retreat away from them, not daring to approach them?
It is very likely that this is the reason,
Feng Feiyun asked again: "I wonder if the seniors know the origin of this tribe, or what extraordinary people have appeared in the ancestors. Of course, if it is inconvenient to tell, the seniors should not tell it."
The people in this tribe are very simple, not defensive at all, and very hospitable. One of the old men said with a smile without hesitation: "Many generations have passed, and there is no way to trace the origins of our ancestors. We can only trace the origins of each family." There are some records in the ancestral genealogy, and this tribe has been passed down for at least three hundred generations."
"Our old shaman family has been passed down for four hundred and three generations." Another old man holding a bamboo-headed hookah sat on a stone stool, put out the hookah, and said a little unconvinced. It seemed that it had been passed down for several generations more than others. It is a very glorious thing,
Oh my god, it has been passed down for three or four hundred generations. This is much longer than the Beiming Clan and the Xiyue Clan among the four great clans. People in ancient Xinjiang have long lifespans, so one generation is passed down every twenty years. They have been passed down for more than six thousand years; if one generation is passed down every twenty-five years, it will be close to ten thousand years, or even longer.
What kind of tribe is this?
Luo Yu'er was also inexplicably surprised. She covered her small mouth with her jade hands. Even she could feel that this tribe was unusual.
Two old men were afraid that Feng Feiyun wouldn't believe it, so they quickly shouted to their old ladies and brought over the family's ancestral genealogy. These ancestral genealogies were carved on hard bone fragments and tied together with animal skin tendons. A string more than ten meters long,
These are two strings of ancestral genealogy. One string records the inheritance of 394 generations, and the other string 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 words on it." An old man pulled Feng Feiyun to a stone tablet.
This is a black stone tablet that is four meters high. Endless years have passed and the words on it have become blurry. People with poor eyesight cannot see the words on it at all.
Feng Feiyun activated the Phoenix Sky Eye, and could only see one-tenth of the words on it. The other words had been weathered by time, and had been completely worn away by the wind and sun for a long time.
Feng Feiyun also frowned slightly. The words on this stone tablet did not belong to any kind of words he had ever seen. Rather than being words, it was more like a strange symbol.
"This is... a witchcraft scripture." Luo Yu'er said in a very low voice,
Feng Feiyun quickly turned his head and asked: "What is the Shaman Scripture?"
The elders, children, and men in the tribe gathered around, all showing 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 heard it. No one had seen the words above and left in disappointment. Only the beautiful goddess-like woman in front of them seemed to know what the words were. Naturally, they were all excited.
Luo Yuer's beautiful eyes, glittering lips, and soft eyelashes said softly: "This is a kind of writing that only the masters of the Witch Temple of each generation know. Many places of what is said on it have been damaged, and it is difficult to see clearly what is recorded. Nothing is coherent at all.”
Nine-tenths of an inscription was damaged. No one knows what was recorded on it. I can only see some sentences intermittently.
According to Luo Yu'er's story, it seems that a long, long time ago, a terrifying creature appeared. As for what kind of creature it was and where it came from, it was impossible to see clearly because the inscription was blurry. All that was known was that at that time, there were countless lives and deaths, and what happened later. There is no explanation of where the creature went. I just saw the words "deep in a hundred thousand rivers and mountains", "Celestial Witch and Goddess", "Buddhist Extinction" and other words on the stone tablet.
It is a very incomplete inscription, and I have no idea what was recorded on it.
Feng Feiyun frowned even more. Based on the incomplete information on the stone tablet, he used Xiaoyan's technique to arrange and calculate on the ground. Naturally, he also calculated some results. It seemed that there really was such a catastrophe in this piece of land. Directly This caused the Buddhist culture that was prosperous at that time to almost become extinct. It was very similar to the catastrophes recorded in major Buddhist scriptures.
Before the Shenjin Dynasty was established, in an even older period, Buddhism was very prosperous in this land. Almost everyone believed in Buddhism. All immortal sects practiced Buddhism. There were countless ancient temples and temples, known as The age of Buddhism,
But due to a catastrophe, almost all Buddhist schools were wiped out, ending the era of Buddhist practice.
"The Beast Taming Room" is the only Buddhist sect that survived that catastrophe, and the Buddhist holy book "The Golden Silkworm Sutra" also disappeared without a trace during that catastrophe.
There are actually records about that catastrophe here, but why are they recorded in shaman scriptures? Could it be that a certain generation of masters of the shaman temple once witnessed something important in that catastrophe?
Feng Feiyun began to calculate backwards. If the catastrophe recorded on this stone tablet was 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. That It was the time when the previous generation of the Heavenly Witch and Goddess was born. Could it be that the witchcraft scriptures on this stone tablet were actually carved by the previous generation of the Heavenly Witch and Goddess?
Although Luo Yu'er seemed stupid, she was a genuine ninth-grade wise teacher. She also deduced this possibility. Just when Feng Feiyun was looking at her, she also looked at Feng Feiyun, and the two met each other's eyes. , seeming to have a particularly tacit understanding,
Her face turned red under Feng Feiyun's gaze, and she actually showed a shy expression.
"What, the inscription carved by the Heavenly Witch Goddess." When the elders of the tribe heard this, they immediately knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the stone tablet.
Immediately afterwards, other people in the tribe also knelt down. They were all very pious. In their hearts, the Heavenly Witch Goddess was like a god. The inscriptions she carved were the supreme holy objects.
Feng Feiyun checked this stone tablet and found that there was no blessing of any power on it, indicating that those strange beasts did not dare to enter within a hundred miles of this tribe and had nothing to do with this stone tablet.
Then what is the reason?
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, especially elegant, crisp and sweet, just like the mountains and flowing water, which made those who heard the sound of the piano deeply moved. Taking a deep breath,
The exceptionally ethereal sound is not contaminated by any impurities. Only a person with such a clear mind can play the guqin to such an extent.
Could it be that there really is a supreme hidden master among the tribe?
Feng Feiyun did not disturb the ancient Xinjiang people who were concentrating on worshiping the stone tablets. He followed the sound of the piano and walked all the way to the depths of the tribe. When he came to the edge of a stream full of peach blossoms, he saw a white-robed monk sitting there. Playing the piano intoxicatedly by the stream,
Luo Yu'er followed closely behind Feng Feiyun, with a look of obsession on her face, savoring the elegant sound of the piano.
There were many golden fishes floating out of the water, listening to the music of the piano, and many butterflies and birds flew over and landed on the peach blossom trees, splashing their pink petals and falling down one after another.
After the song was played, the monk in white stopped playing the piano.
"Pap."
Feng Feiyun put his hands on his palms, walked over slowly, and said with a smile: "Haha, we can't meet each other anywhere in the world, but we always meet at the end of the world. Master Wu Se Wu Xiang is actually a master of the piano. The ethereal sound of the piano is as good as the music. There is only one person in the world who can compare with him."
This monk in white clothes is colorless and formless. He is sitting on the stone platform by the stream, with his guqin on his legs. He has beautiful features and eyes, handsome and leisurely. He has his hands clasped together, with a slight smile, and his eyes are far away, saying: " There is still such a person in the world."
"A friend." Feng Feiyun said: "Today we don't talk about her, we have to talk about you. On that day, after we parted ways from the Beast Taming Studio, you didn't want to go all the way east, so why did you come to Gujiang Mansion again? Entering this land of hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers, haha, don’t tell me that you went astray.”
"Amitabha, of course the monk will not go astray, but comes to you specifically."
"Looking for me specifically."
"Someone forced me to look for you. If I can't find you, she will die in front of the monk." Wushewuxiang said,
Feng Feiyun didn't need to guess who the woman Wu Se Wu Xiang was talking about was. He looked a little weird and said, "So you betrayed your friend, ignored morality and brought her here."
"Amitabha, Buddhism has the virtue of living a good life." The colorless and formless eyes closed slightly, and his body was filled with white light. He was very holy and dignified, like a Bodhi tree.