Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1149 Text source: Jiumo characters
  "Brother Zhang knows the origin of this text?" the village owner asked curiously.

Zhang Yan nodded, "Although I don't know why the Jiumo tribe's words will appear here, but I can actually understand part of the content."

When everyone heard this, they immediately came closer.

"Brother Zhang, please explain." The village owner handed over his hand.

"When talking about this text, we have to start with the Jiumo clan."

Zhang Yan's pupils shrank, and then he snapped his fingers, and flames rose from his fingertips.

The surroundings became slightly brighter.

Figures sway.

"The Jiumo clan, after all, is actually one of the ten ancient clans in our great world. Most of them are monks."

Zhang Yan said slowly, "Generally speaking, these monks will choose to travel around the world and perform penance after they reach the age of twelve."

"Starting traveling around the world at the age of twelve? This age is really a bit exaggerated." The owner of the village praised, "My disciples still want to eat their old age when they are eighteen years old."

When the village owner said this, his face was full of reverence.

Zhang Yan nodded, "In that era, monks were treated well. Even if they were only twelve years old, they would not be in any danger when traveling."

"The treatment is so good? The treatment of the monks here is a bit different." The owner of the village agreed.

Zhang Yan seemed to still be immersed in memories.

"Jiumo's monks travel to various places to give lectures. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a group like this to be reduced to genocide. However, no one thought that because they controlled something, everyone in the world was excited about it. Because of their power, some tribes actually united to annihilate them."

When Zhang Yan said this, his eyes seemed to have cold murderous intent. “The power to be excited about?”

"That's right, this power is called the art of speech and spirit." Zhang Yanhan said.

"Yan Ling?" The owner of the village listened intently.

"Yes, it is the spirit of speech. They can use the Buddha's words to summon the power of all things in the world for his use. The power is extremely powerful and unimaginable."

"Calling all things in the world? This art of speaking spirits is indeed terrifying."

Zhang Yan nodded, "Of course, with just a few words of Buddha, he can make anything in the world listen to his orders. You can imagine how terrifying the power was at that time."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yan showed a look of regret, "Unfortunately, the Jiumo clan originally prohibited the clan members from including Buddhist language as a branch of spiritual practice. Therefore, although they all have such terrifying talents, they do not have any real The destructive power, so when the day comes when the clan is exterminated, they are still confused."

"It's really a shame that such a powerful force was abandoned by them without any hesitation."

The village owner said with great pity.

"Actually, it's not that they abandon it, but that they only have Buddha in their hearts. This kind of power that destroys the heaven and the earth is not what they want."

Zhang Yan continued to raise his head and looked at the stone pillar.

"What's surprising is that the Jiumo clan, which was supposed to be completely extinct, actually appears here today!"

Zhang Yan had a surprised tone, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly.

"It's really thought-provoking that an ethnic group that should have been extinct could appear in another big world! Could it be that this stone pillar was not only created by our seniors? It also has their power?"

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