With the full level of enlightenment, you can rub the fruit of transcendence with your hands!

Chapter 649: Namo Buddha, Equal Buddha

Gu Qingyuan turned around and looked at the old man. The severe damage to the source of life and the daily mental exhaustion made the old man's age inconsistent with his appearance. It was hard for anyone to imagine that these emaciated figures were only 160 years old. In this world where the average life expectancy is close to 300, 160 is just right.

Gu Qingyuan picked up some fruits from the table and took a bite. It was unexpectedly sour and very refreshing. He put the fruit aside, took out a spiritual fruit, placed it on the table, and motioned for the old man to taste it. It was one for one, very fair.

The old man did not look at the spiritual fruit, even though an inexplicable fragrance filled his nose and the instinct of life urged him to eat the fruit. He just took an ordinary fruit on the table, took a big bite, and sat down.

"As I get older, I can't help but have a strong taste. Ordinary fruits taste bland. This fruit is more to my liking."

After a while, he had eaten the fruit until only the core was left. Then he raised his head and swallowed the whole fruit. He looked at Gu Qingyuan and said, "Excuse me, I just arrived here and there is a shortage of supplies. Only an old man like me can eat some fruit to fill my stomach. I dare not waste it."

The old man put aside the odds and ends on his body, such as the bone flute. These were his most valuable treasures and also magical instruments. He took them out to show that he was not a threat.

“I don’t know where you are from, and what important business you have with my small tribe. Please tell me, and I will obey all your requests. But please don’t disturb the children in my tribe.

I know that the guest is not an ordinary person. The items on the table are all treasures of my clan and are suitable for use in magic. If there are any that catch your eye, take them all away. I, an old man, will not hesitate."

If you ask him why he has come to this, it is because this world is unusual, with night and day overlapping and alternating. The daytime belongs to humans, and the nighttime belongs to beasts. The beasts are ferocious and strange. Any human who appears at night, without the illumination of fire or the protection of holy beasts, is regarded as food for the ferocious and strange beasts.

Ninety-nine percent of those who can walk under the cover of night are strong. The old man looked out the window at the lonely moon hanging high in the sky and the night falling. He was under the power of protection. The circles of torches were the embodiment of the power of the sacred beasts. As a person who could communicate with the sacred beasts, the old man could use his divine power to see everything within the light of the flames and see every detail clearly.

But even so, he didn't realize how the person in front of him appeared here. As a priest, the old man had the top priority of continuing the bloodline of the tribe. He didn't dare to gamble, nor did he want to gamble. The Holy Stone Tribe that had just migrated here could not withstand the waves. He only wanted to spend money to avoid disaster.

"No need to do that. I'm not here to make things difficult for you. I just want to make a deal."

Gu Qingyuan shook his head slightly, knowing that the old man was a frightened bird. His appearance here meant that the situation was beyond the old man's control, so it was reasonable for him to do so.

If it were in the past, the old man would have used his special skills to knock the man down with a puff of poisonous smoke. However, he was seriously injured and dying, so he could not do that. He could not even let the precarious Holy Stone be involved in any waves. Resting and recuperating was the first priority.

"You are joking, my dear guest. If we want to trade, we should look for the well-informed Tieyu, the powerful Tengshe, or the big tribes in the royal city. My little holy stone is in ruins and I can barely afford food and clothing, let alone trade."

The old man made up his mind not to respond and just wanted to send Gu Qingyuan away as soon as possible: "If there is anything you want, I will give it to you. Forget about the transaction."

"I have a big deal here," Gu Qingyuan tapped the table, "It is said that wealth and honor are sought in danger. After this defeat, it will be difficult for the Holy Stone to rise again."

He glanced at the old man and said, "You are seriously injured. Even if you use herbs to suppress the pain in your body and numb your senses, you will not be able to continue. You will not suffer any loss if you make a deal with me. At least, I can cure the poison in your body. Once the poison is cured, your life will be extended by at least 20 years. 20 years is enough for you to lead the Holy Stone Tribe to develop steadily. In my opinion, there are not many people in the Holy Stone Tribe who want to inherit your legacy. Are you really at ease?"

The old man sighed, he had a lot of grievances. Originally he had five disciples, all of whom were the best candidates to inherit his mantle, but a disaster killed all of them. Time waits for no one, so he can only choose someone with similar personality from the remaining ones to take over. As for the result, all he can say is that the future is full of misfortunes.

After hearing what Gu Qingyuan said, the old man waved his hands and said, "My children and grandchildren have their own blessings. How they choose to go is up to them. How can I, a withered bone, interfere?"

Is that true? Not necessarily, but old people are cunning and horses are sly. The old man has not lived in vain for more than a hundred years. Even if he is a pig, he should have become smart after more than a hundred years. He knows that there is no free lunch in the world. The result is tempting, and who knows what obligations he will have to bear. With the current size of the Holy Stone, stability is the first priority and it cannot withstand disasters.

"It's not a bad thing actually," Gu Qingyuan drew a circle, "I just want to borrow the power of your tribe to complete an idea of ​​mine. I wonder if your tribe has any intention of changing their beliefs?"

The old man was slightly surprised when he heard this. In this land, humans and beasts coexist. The beasts are giants, and there is actually no distinction between holy, evil, or cunning. It is only because of their behavior that people classify them.

The giant beasts that are kind or beneficial to humans and do not devour humans indiscriminately are named sacred beasts, while those that devour countless humans and plunder their blood are ferocious beasts. If it were not for the natural law that ferocious beasts do not attack tribes protected by sacred beasts during the day and indulge in their ferocity at night, humans would have had no living space long ago.

This is actually a business. Human beings worship, sacrifice and believe in giant beasts, which can increase their divine power. Human beings can rest for a while, and there is mutual benefit and mutual use. The so-called holy beasts, a few decades ago, may have been ferocious beasts that dominated one side and devoured countless humans. It's only now that they have the idea of ​​keeping humans in captivity and keeping a long-term relationship that they protect one or several tribes.

The old man knew some things clearly, and he even had some clues about more terrifying guesses, but he didn't dare to say it, and he couldn't say it. If he really said it, he would be in a dead end.

He pondered for a moment, then looked up at Gu Qingyuan: "I wonder who the faith you are talking about is?" He had already made a rough analysis in his mind. The person in front of him should be the agent of a giant beast, running around for it and spreading its faith. After all, those giant beasts have lived with humans for a long time, so they have some dignity. How could they beg others for offerings like ordinary people?

Gu Qingyuan opened his hands, revealing a portrait in each. He pointed to the left, where an inverted pyramid appeared, with a majestic figure in it. The golden body radiated infinite light, with round eyes and a thin face, sitting cross-legged on it, with a swastika seal on his chest: "This is the Mahayana Buddhist Tiga Tathagata."

Pointing to the right again, the one who appeared was even more remarkable, with a round head and face, a slender and streamlined figure, and green camouflage with five stars engraved on it and the number 41 in the middle.

"This is Namo Dongfeng Buddha. These two have majestic appearances and supreme equality, compassion, and salvation. They have no otherness or self-image. Everyone is equal and they protect the world."

"If you believe in one of them, burn your fingers in worship, burn incense morning and night, and move my Buddha with sincerity, I can protect you from any worries, not to mention the small Teng Snake tribe, even if a 10,000-ton giant beast attacks."

Gu Qingyuan smiled slightly and said in a profound way: "After all, these two Buddhas both have supreme magical powers, so they are professional counterparts in dealing with giant beasts."

(End of this chapter)