Chapter 2393: The Legend of the Ancient Tribe

If I had heard Gu Qingfeng say the word Maha before, it would have been like five thunders striking the head of the crazy monk.

So when he heard that Maha was on Gu Qingfeng, the Daxingman Monk's face instantly turned pale, ashen, and his whole person froze there. Whether it was his eyes or his expression, he was shocked, Shocked, and countless unbelievable.

He looked as if he had learned that Gu Qingfeng was possessed by the god of death, and he was so frightened that he stepped back.

"I said Daxing, that's not the case."

Seeing the appearance of Da Xing Luan Monk, Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in his heart.

The Daxing Mad Monk seemed to have not heard anything and continued to retreat, his expression becoming more and more frightened and his eyes becoming more horrified.

Gu Qingfeng took one step forward and appeared next to Daxing Deranged Monk in an instant. He raised his hand and slapped him on the shoulder.

"What a fool you are!"

Gu Qingfeng's slap seemed to have woken up Daxingmang. Daxingmang's body trembled. He came back to his senses and took a deep breath, but he still could not calm his fearful heart.

"Gu...Gu boy..."

Perhaps the word Maha was too frightening for the Daxinglun monk, so that it made him feel uncomfortable speaking. He trembled and stammered: "Maha...really...is really in your hands, kid?" On your body?”

"I don't know exactly whether it's there or not. Anyway, that's what the voice said. I don't even know what Maha is, so how can I tell whether it's on me or not."

The mad monk didn't speak anymore. He reached out and took off the monk's hat on his head, wiped his face, wiped off the sweat on his head, and asked solemnly: "Gu boy, tell me honestly, are you doing this on purpose?" To scare me?"

"Why did I scare you?"

"So, Maha is really in your boy?"

"Damn it!"

Gu Qingfeng shouted impatiently: "I have just said that I am still not sure whether the Maha is in my body or not. I don't even know what Maha is in my body. How can I be sure whether that thing is in my body?" ”

"Okay... okay.

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After the monk Da Xing took several deep breaths, his panic gradually calmed down and he said: "Actually... I don't know much about Maha, and what he knows may not be true."

"Just tell me what Maha is."

"I heard... I just heard..." Monk Daxing Diao repeatedly stated that he was just hearing about it. He looked like a thief, shrank his head, choked his throat, lowered his voice, and said softly: "I heard that Mo He is one of the ancient tribesmen.”

"Damn it! I'm really afraid of what will happen. This thing is indeed an ancient tribesman!"

"You kid know?"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head. He didn't know, but the words said by the mysterious voice made him feel as if Maha was an ancient tribesman.

"What kind of fucking existence are the ancient tribesmen?"

"Believe me." The Daxingman monk stared at Gu Qingfeng and said seriously: "If possible, I want to know the answer to this question more than you."

"I remember you said that you have been investigating the ancient tribesmen for these years, but you haven't found anything?"

"I have indeed been investigating the ancient tribesmen, but...but damn, I really haven't found anything. Throughout the ages, not many people in the world know about the existence of the ancient tribesmen. Who the hell knows what the ancient tribesmen are."

Monk Da Xing said: "I only heard that... the ancient people are like gods to the great road of heaven and earth. It can even be said that the ancient people are gods."

"He is the God who rules this heaven and earth, this avenue, all living beings, and all things in heaven and earth."

"god?"

"Yes, God." Da Xingluo Monk said: "You must have heard of the mythical story about Pangu creating the world and Nuwa making humans out of clay, right?"

Gu Qingfeng nodded, but everyone knows the mythical story of Pangu creating the world and Nuwa empress molding earth to create humans, and asked: "What do you mean, Pangu and Nuwa are ancient tribesmen?"

"That's right! Including the three emperors and five emperors, Fuxi and Shennong, the ancestors of humanity, as well as the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, the Qing Emperor Taihao, the Red Emperor Kuei, the White Emperor Shaohao, and the Black Emperor Zhuanxu...these legendary ancestors are all ancient tribesmen."

"The founders of the Immortal Path, the Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Guards, as well as Chi You and Xing Tian, ​​the founders of the Demonic Path, and the founders of our Buddhist path, including Amitabha and Sakyamuni, are all ancient tribesmen."

Gu Qingfeng was shocked, even though he had heard of Pangu, Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones and Four Emperors of the Immortal Way, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Human Way, and other great ancestors of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demonic Ways.

But it was the first time that he had heard that these ancestors of the avenue were all legendary ancient tribesmen.

"Does this mean that the ancestors of the Three Thousand Avenues are all so-called ancient tribesmen?"

"It's hard to say. Anyway, I only heard that the ancestors of saints, immortals, Buddhas, demons, demons and other avenues are all ancient tribesmen. As for whether the ancestors of other avenues are ancient tribesmen, I don't know."

"What did you mean when you said Maha is one of the ancient tribesmen?"

"The ancient tribesmen are just a general term. I heard that there are several kinds of ancient tribesmen."

"How many kinds?"

"I have only heard of several types, the Yuanshi tribe, the Xuanmiao tribe, the Posu tribe, the Kasyapa tribe, and the Maha tribe."

"So many ancient tribesmen?"

"What? This is just what I heard. There may be others who haven't heard of it."

Gu Qingfeng frowned in thought and asked: "What tribe are Pangu and Nuwa? What tribes are the Three Pure Ones and Four Emperors of the Immortal Path, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Human Path, and Chi You Xingtian of the Demonic Path?"

"You asked me this question and I don't even know how to answer it."

"What's wrong?"

"What's going on? Who do you think I am? Do you really think that I am an eternal and unknown person who knows everything? These ancestors of the avenue are all ancient tribesmen. How can I know this?"

"I remember hearing you say that it seems that the Eternal Nameless Ones are also members of the ancient tribe, right?"

Gu Qingfeng's words were like irritating the most painful nerve of the Daxing Epileptic Monk. He quickly denied it and said: "Gu boy, you can drink freely, but you can't talk nonsense. I never said that Eternal Namelessness It’s an ancient tribe, never before!”

As the Daxingluan monk spoke, he raised his head and looked around, and raised his head and swore: "I have never said this, absolutely not! Guy Gu, you can't wrongly accuse a good person!"

"Are you still afraid that Eternal Namelessness won't hear it?"

"I'm afraid of a hair. It doesn't matter if the eternal unknown hears it. Anyway, I didn't say it." The Daxing Mad Monk puffed up his chest and said righteously: "My body is upright and I am not afraid of the shadow. I am an upright person. I said it when I said it. , If you haven’t said it, you haven’t said it.”

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