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Luo Zheng is too lazy to pay attention to this person.
Unexpectedly, this true god came up and stopped in front of Luo Zheng, and actually refused to let him go.
You can't take action in a non-attack area, so you don't have to worry about anyone.
This low-level true god saw this clearly and begged for nothing at the gate of the divine city. Although many true gods participated in Taoist disputes and prepared some Sanskrit texts, they could always fool some true gods...
"Don't miss this opportunity! If you understand this Sanskrit, you can shine in this Taoist struggle!" The true god observed Luo Zheng's face while walking. After seeing that he had no reaction, he used the other hand
He took out a stack of paper again and said: "You don't like those, what about these? These purple gold Sanskrit inscriptions are even rarer, and they are also worth a Shenwu coin. They are considered a loss-making business..."
Hearing the Zijin Sanskrit, Luo Zheng was a little strange, his eyes fell on the stack of paper, and his face showed a dumbfounding expression.
It turns out that the so-called Purple Gold Sanskrit is just a layer of purple gold powder pasted on top of the Sanskrit rubbing...
Many of the true gods who were preparing to enter the city suddenly burst into laughter when they saw the purple and gold Sanskrit inscriptions.
This low-level True God didn't seem to care and actually entangled Luo Zheng!
In desperation, Luo Zheng stopped, glanced at the true god lightly, then snatched the golden Sanskrit in his hand, and said lightly: "The deconstruction of this Sanskrit is extremely simple, and there are only four meanings expressed in it.
It’s just sixteen words, and the general idea is to describe a plant in the chaos. The fruit of that plant is very sweet, and eating it can quench your thirst!"
After finishing speaking, he stuffed the golden Sanskrit back into the lower True God's hand, and snatched the purple-gold Sanskrit back, "This Sanskrit is even more boring, it's probably a poem from a certain race... This
Two Sanskrit coins are meaningless, don't bother me!"
After Luo Zheng finished speaking, the lower True God was stunned for a moment, while the other True Gods were also doubtful.
Even simple Sanskrit is not that easy to decipher.
There are probably thousands of interpretations of a Sanskrit text in the divine realm. This is also because the deconstruction of Sanskrit text is different, and a unified view has never been formed. Many true gods have their own interpretations.
Some powerful men in the divine realm have sharper eyes and more accurate interpretations, but of course those insights and understandings will not be spread among ordinary true gods.
Luo Zheng explained the meaning of these two Sanskrit words so firmly, which will certainly attract the attention of many people.
But most true gods think Luo Zheng is talking nonsense...
"Huh?"
At this moment, an old man in white standing on the city wall frowned slightly, his sharp sword-like eyes staring at Luo Zheng.
"This kid's explanation... is exactly the same as Master Aoki's understanding!" the old man in white said with surprise on his face.
Next to the old man in white, there was a young man with an impressive figure. He nodded and said: "I remember Master Aoki interpreted that divine pattern. According to Master Aoki's speculation, that divine pattern is indeed a tree.
, but Master Aoki only said that there was a magical fruit on that tree and did not know what the fruit was used for. The boy actually said that the fruit was used to quench thirst..."
In the minds of the gods, transcendent gods are creatures beyond their imagination. Why do they need to quench their thirst?
"But the first half of his explanation was indeed consistent with Master Aoki's," the old man said. "And the second Sanskrit inscription, he actually said it was a poem. I remember Master Baimu said it was a technique."
The young man chuckled and said, "Yes, just because of Master Bai Mu's words, many people tried their best to realize some great magical powers from it, but in the end they all found nothing. I kind of agreed with this guy then, maybe...
A bad poem, but everyone still treats it as a treasure, let’s find an opportunity to get in touch with this person.”
"Wait a minute," the old man in white shook his head and said, "If you contact him too early, you won't be able to see anything real. If he is really good, he will definitely stand out. It won't be too late to contact him again then."
Luo Zheng forced Luo Nian to decipher a lot of Sanskrit in the Immortal Mansion.
The two Sanskrit words in the hands of the young man are just the most inconspicuous ones, but for the sake of Taoism, Luo Zheng wrote them down almost word for word.
To be honest, Luo Zheng is a little confused.
This kid Luo Nian came from the vast world and knew almost nothing about the universe or the divine realm.
The complexity of these Sanskrit words makes it very difficult for even a saint to understand their meaning. But when Luo Nian comes into contact with it, it is as simple as eating and drinking. It is at your fingertips...
For a while, Luo Zheng wanted to release a ray of consciousness and get into Luo Nian's mind to see. There seemed to be secrets hidden in his soul that he didn't even know.
But that boy Luo Nian refused to obey and even cried to Ning Yudie that Luo Zheng wanted to violate his privacy. In the end, Luo Zheng had no choice but to give up.
Seeing Luo Nian shrugging his head and showing a sly look, he really felt that Luo Nian was hiding something...
The lower True God seemed to be frightened by Luo Zheng's explanation. He grabbed two stacks of Sanskrit rubbings, stared at Luo Zheng and said blankly: "You, are you telling the truth?"
Luo Zheng rolled his eyes and walked towards the city gate...
The true gods at the city gate lined up neatly and showed their Sanskrit to the guards in order.
After waiting for a while, it was Luo Zheng's turn. With a flick of his finger, a piece of emerald green paper appeared in his hand. There was a faint Sanskrit inscribed on the piece of paper, and this Sanskrit exuded a faint aura.
momentum……
"original!"
"This kid actually has an original Sanskrit!"
"Where did you get it?"
The eyes of the guards and the surrounding true gods suddenly lit up after feeling this Sanskrit.
There are countless Sanskrit texts circulating in the divine realm...
Because after a Sanskrit script is published, there are often millions or even tens of millions of rubbings, and these rubbings spread very quickly.
But originally there was often only one copy.
Some Sanskrit texts even have no originals, only rubbings...
The vast majority of true gods may have never seen real Sanskrit in their entire lives. The real Sanskrit mentioned here naturally refers to the original Sanskrit.
Some Sanskrit seals are engraved on stone tablets, some are engraved on the walls, and some Sanskrit words occasionally appear in mid-air.
There are also some Sanskrit texts, such as the "Tai Shang Weapon Refining Method" practiced by Luo Zheng, which is directly engraved on himself...
Luo Zheng came to participate in the Taoist struggle and naturally made sufficient preparations. This Sanskrit was not a particularly important one. He naturally did not expect that the Sanskrit he took out would attract such surprised looks from these people. This
There was a sudden silence inside and outside the city wall, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the piece of blue paper in his hand.
The low-level true god who had previously sold Sanskrit to Luo Zheng opened his mouth and looked at the original in Luo Zheng's hand.
On the city wall, the two true gods, one old and one young, were also dumbfounded.
"This kid...where did he come from? How could he possess an original piece?" the young man said, stunned.
The expression on the face of the old man in white was also very exciting. He had begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother before he got Master Aoki's permission to see an original Sanskrit text. Master Aoki was very cautious and just let him take a look!
No matter who has an original Sanskrit in their hands, they probably keep it secret and carefully store it as a treasure.
The rubbings may have been modified, but the original Sanskrit is the most accurate, which is another reason why the original Sanskrit is precious.
Seeing the young man casually taking out one of the originals without caring about it, he was curious from the bottom of his heart. At the same time, he guessed that this guy might have more than one original in his hand...