Chapter 1170 Ascetic, What Is He Thinking About?

Indy, the land of thousands of gods.

Legend has it that this mysterious place is home to countless gods, each representing some deep and ancient power.

And the people living here are also willing to believe in these gods and experience the supernatural nature of the world, whether it is good or bad...

When the Cathay team passed through the Fortress of Dawn and arrived in Indy, the elves were shocked by the hot weather.

Even though Tyrion and Teclis had spent some time in Lustria and had become somewhat resistant to the heat, they were still confused when they actually entered this strange rainforest.

First, Teclis encounters several monkeys...

Three monkeys jumped down from the treetops and grabbed the Eye of Hoth symbol on Teclis' shoulder with their agile hands. This made the guards feel very ashamed. Do they think monkeys can also touch the noble Supreme Mage?

Teclis raised his hand to signal the Hoth Sword Masters not to be overly defensive. He stretched out his left hand and touched the monkey's fingertips, as if communicating something.

After a long time, Teclis' expression became a little strange.

Tyrion could no longer hold back his desire to kill the monkey. The journey was filled with violent storms and various stinky swamps.

Except that there are not a large number of ancient beasts in Lustria, this place is not much better than the New World.

As he raised his hand, Teclis sent the monkey back to the treetops.

"Brother, I heard some interesting news... There is a human tribe nearby. They also consider themselves monkeys and worship Hanuman, the monkey god with four faces and eight hands."

"Believe in monkeys?" Tyrion wanted to laugh. Although Asul always said that humans are monkeys, the elves still know the difference between the two.

It is simply absurd for a slightly advanced species to worship a lower species.

"Yes, Faith Monkey..." Tigris thought for a while and thought that since he was conducting a field trip to Indy, he had to deal with all kinds of strange tribes.

After a long time, when the monkey tribe encountered the Sword Master of Hoth, the monkey god Hanuman they believed in did not play much role.

Teclis easily shattered the four-faced and eight-armed statue of Hanuman and told the tribe humans that this was just a highly intelligent monster and not a god at all.

But the tribesmen didn't believe the nonsense of pointy ears at all. They wielded crude sticks and stones, and under the pressure of the Sword Master Hoth, they still dared to show aggression towards Teclis.

"Hanuman, the monkey god of all things, he climbs on the treetops keenly, gives us food and rain, and his descendants protect the safety of the tribe..."

Tyrion decapitated the nagging tribal priest with one sword and worshiped the magical beast with chaotic energy. This was simply ridiculous to the elves. Even the human monkeys of the Empire knew that if they wanted to become heretics, they had to worship a certain higher level. demon.

This is too different from the imagined Indy, and it can be called a model of ignorance, ignorance and stupidity.

No one has any objections to the actions of the blood descendants of Aenarion. This is the way the world is. There cannot be any mercy towards aliens. Killing is the fastest solution.

But Tigris' brows were always furrowed. He still believed that his brother's actions were a bit reckless and that this priest should still have some value.

However, in front of everyone, the Supreme Mage couldn't help but warn his brothers that this was not a battlefield, but a long journey.

Teclis then questioned the tribesmen, but received mostly useless results.

They have never left this rainforest where their ancestors lived. All they see are towering ancient trees, endless rivers and the eternal cycle of life.

Alanna returned from the forest, holding a large bouquet of flowers. She had promised Adira to find various rare plants. As the princess of Iris, a girl full of responsibility and honor, she hardly participated in reconnaissance along the way and followed The back of the large army is responsible for digging the soil.

Hundreds of people were surrounded by the great swordsmen in the central open space, which made the girl wonder, "Your Excellencies, we should have come to the Kingdom of Thousand Gods with friendly purposes, right?"

Teclis didn't want to answer this question, so Tyrion, who was sympathetic, could only take over the topic.

"Well, we did come to Indy with the purpose of promoting the majesty of the Phoenix King, but these monkeys don't know the greatness of the Phoenix King, so we need to teach them a lesson."

The fallen head and the blood stains sliding down the ground with the dew fully illustrate the heavy price of this lesson.

Alanna felt more and more that those majestic figures in her imagination became extremely blurry. Tyrion, the guardian of Ulthuan who was famous for his honor and strength, would actually raise a butcher knife against a monkey.

The brother's words may have caused the girl's misunderstanding, Teclis added.

"We come with good intentions, but that doesn't mean the process will be kind. Alana, you can't expect all races to understand the elves' great ambition to protect the world.

A little warning and demonstration can make things go more smoothly. "

"Understood."

No matter what the girl thought, these people finally understood one thing clearly. There was a sacred Phoenix King above the distant sea.

He is nobler than all the gods in Indy. The person who came to the rainforest this time is the special envoy of the Phoenix King, looking for the tribe with "goodwill".

After wandering in the rain forest for more than half a month, the people followed the torrent all the way north and finally found a plain where the rainwater did not splash from the ground.

Here, Teclis met some interesting people...

The white-haired old man sat cross-legged under the tree, his eyes empty, and what he saw seemed not to be ordinary things, but the vast universe and stars.

He stared into the distance motionlessly, and even with the Yanyang sword on his neck, the ascetic still felt nothing.

Teclis squatted down and looked into the ascetic's eyes, and could only see a pair of unfocused eyes.

"Ascetic, what do you think about?"

"What you think about is like a stream flowing into a river, indescribable, and clear of all smoke and wind."

"Ascetic, what do you think about?"

"What you think about is indescribable, like a fly stuck to ointment, and your consciousness is also firmly stuck.

The flesh-and-blood suffering body, along with the undignified torture it endures, becomes restless and wants to travel in the void.

Suffering, longing, dancing, in the melody of the world, it becomes a note, dancing with the surge of consciousness."

No one except Teclis can guess the riddle of the most riddle.

The Supreme Mage was thoughtful, and it seemed that the news he had heard was not wrong. Indy has a group of ascetics who are good at abstract thinking.

These people may not have extraordinary powers, but they can sense some of the essence of the world in the aura.

"Acetic, the melody you hear is that consciousness?"

"There is no consciousness, it is invisible and intangible, abundant outside the world..." (End of this chapter)