Buddhist disciples of the prehistoric

Chapter 24 Zhurong Tribe (seeking collection recommendation investment)

"Stop here!"

"This place is the territory of the Zhurong tribe. Who are you? Why do you come to my Zhurong tribe?" Mo Ke just stepped into the boundary of Hengshan, and a land witch asked loudly.

Moke Jishou said: "Xiaodao Moke, from the Western religion, wants to use the road to go to the Kuafu tribe."

There is definitely more than one way to go to the Kuafu tribe, but since Hou Yi suggested so, it should be the shortest way, so Mo Ke will try to ask if he can borrow the way from the Zhurong tribe.

If it doesn't work, at worst, just spare the Zhurong tribe and find another way.

As for whether the Zhurong tribe will attack him, the people who come to the Zhurong tribe are not idiots although they have a bad temper. They should offend a saint for nothing, right?

"Western religion? Saint disciples go to the Kuafu Tribe?" The local witch was a little confused. He couldn't understand why a Saint disciple would go to the Kuafu Tribe: "Wait a minute, I'll report it."

After Mo Ke heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the witches of the Zhurong tribe are not as violent as the rumors say.

Just as the local witch turned around, he bumped into a big witch coming out.

The earth witch showed joy, and said loudly: "Master Changqin, there is a disciple of the Western Cult who wants to borrow from our Zhurong tribe to go to the Kuafu tribe."

"I know, Brother Hou Yi told me the news through the Ancestral Witch Palace." Changqin nodded, took a few steps forward, and looked Mo Ke up and down.

The twelve ancestral witch temples of the witch clan can be said to be the companion spirit treasures of the ancestor witches. In addition to shielding the secrets, they can also transmit messages, and even at critical moments, they can be directly used to transmit the witch clan.

While Chang Qin was looking at Mo Ke, Mo Ke was also observing the legendary Zhu Rong's heir, the great witch known as Prince Chang Qin.

I saw Prince Changqin wearing a red shirt, with a thin body, carrying a phoenix xylophone, with black hair coiled up with wooden branches, always with a smile on his face, not at all like a witch.

"Your Excellency has come from a long way, why not be a guest of our Zhurong tribe for a few days, so that you can talk to me about the reproduction of the witches and the people."

The reason why Prince Changqin invited Moke to be a guest in the Zhurong tribe was to hear from him the pros and cons of the two tribes' reproduction for the Wu tribe.

In this way, he can make a decision whether to promote the reproduction of the Zhurong tribe and the human race.

"Then I just happened to appreciate the great witch's unrivaled piano skills." Anyway, he only stayed in the Zhurong tribe for a few days, and Mo Ke would naturally not refuse.

"It can't be called the best in the world. After all, that Emperor Xi of the Yaozu's piano skills are much better than mine."

Fuxi's piano skills are indeed unique, but it's a pity that this Emperor Xi has already fallen in the second Lich War, leaving only a wisp of it to be nurtured in the hands of Empress Nuwa.

Prince Changqin smiled and said: "But since Your Excellency wants to hear it, I will naturally not refuse, but I am afraid that Your Excellency will get tired of listening."

"No, no, Xiaodao also wants to learn a thing or two, and I hope Dawu will not hesitate to teach me." Playing the piano is helpful for understanding one's mind, and Mo Ke really wants to learn a little piano skills.

"Really?" Prince Changqin looked happy, and his attitude towards Mo Ke became a lot closer.

There are not many people in the prehistoric who are good at piano skills, and the only ones who can be called famous are Fuxi of the monster clan and Zhang Qin of the witch clan.

However, the two belonged to the two tribes of liches, and were naturally hostile, so it was impossible to discuss piano skills.

Fuxi is fine, at least he has a younger sister who can discuss with him, but Changqin was born in the Wu clan, a race that has absolutely no talent in this area, so no one can discuss it at all, so he can only play the piano alone.

Now that Mo Ke wants to learn piano skills, Prince Changqin is naturally happy, especially seeing Mo Ke's attitude, he is closer to the Wu Clan than to the Monster Clan.

As Moco, this can explain a lot of things!
Prince Changqin brought Moke directly to his yard, and did not even visit Zhu Rong, which made Moke a little curious.

Moreover, all the witches along the way respected the prince Changqin very much, not at all the respect that a great witch should have.

"Your Excellency is curious, why do my clansmen respect me so much?" Prince Changqin saw Moke's curiosity, and said with a smile: "Because the clansmen need my piano sound, to suppress the restlessness in their hearts, so as not to be irritable. Fight all day long."

"That's how it is!" Mo Ke suddenly realized, no wonder the Zhu Rong Wu Clan he saw was calm and calm, and his temper was not much different from that of the Hou Tu Wu Clan. It turned out that it was because of the sound of the prince's long piano.

It's no wonder that Changqin was crowned with the word "Prince". In addition to being the heir of Zhu Rong's ancestor witch, it was more important because of this skill, which was extremely important to the Zhurong witch clan.

"Dare to ask the great witch, it is rumored that you are the descendant of Zhu Rong's ancestor witch. In the witch clan, besides you, the great witch, are there any other great witches who are the descendants of the ancestor witch?" Mo Ke was curious for a moment, and said out involuntarily.

After he realized it, Jishou hurriedly apologized, and said: "The little Tao speaks nonsense, I hope the great witch will not care."

"It's okay, this matter is not a secret." Prince Changqin shook his head and said, "I am indeed Father's son."

"Actually, it's not just me. All the great witches in my witch clan were born with the essence and blood of ancestor witches and some means. But among all the great witches, only I was recognized by my father, and the other great witches are counted as descendants of Godfather Pangu."

Although Mo Ke was still curious about why only one great witch, Changqin, was recognized by the ancestral witches, and the other great witches could only be counted as descendants of the Great God Pangu.

But since Changqin didn't say anything at the beginning, Mo Ke naturally wouldn't be so blind to ask, after all, the question just now was already very rude.

"Thank you Dawu for clarifying the confusion. I don't know what Dawu wants to ask. If I know, I will answer Dawu." Mo Ke said.

"Your Excellency, I'd like to trouble you to tell me again about the reproduction of the two tribes of witches and humans. I can decide whether to promote the integration of the Zhurong tribe and the human race." When it came to business, Prince Changqin's face turned serious.

Mo Ke repeated what he said in Houtu Palace again.

"Will the descendants of the witches and the people be counted as the witches or the humans?" Prince Changqin glanced at Moke with deep meaning in his eyes.

Mo Ke was startled, Prince Changqin thought so deeply?
But soon, Mo Ke responded meaningfully: "My human race is weak, and these mixed-race descendants are naturally regarded as the witch race."

"I understand." Prince Changqin is also a smart person. Hearing the business in Moke's words, he nodded and said: "I will promote the integration of the Zhurong tribe and the human race, but I have one condition."

"Great witch, please tell me." Mo Ke frowned slightly, but he also wanted to hear what Changqin's condition was.

Prince Changqin said with a serious expression: "After the battle between the Wu Clan and the Monster Clan, both sides will definitely lose. If the Human Clan is powerful at that time, please take care of today's situation and protect the Wu Clan."

After Mo Ke heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he said in shock: "Big witch, you..."

"Hehe, Your Excellency comes from the sect of a saint. Don't you understand the ending of the two clans of liches?"

Prince Changqin sneered twice, and said: "My Wu Clan has no primordial spirit, so I can't deduce the secrets of heaven, but sometimes the ancestor Wu Zhu Jiuyin is there, so my Wu Clan is not completely ignorant of the future."

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