In the divine realm, any group of Sanskrit characters is usually considered to have extraordinary value.
The Luo River flows endlessly and has existed in the divine realm for countless years.
Tens of thousands of years had just passed in the Seventeenth Divine Era, and a heavy rain suddenly broke out in the Mingchen Realm where Luoshui was located.
Because of the heavy rain, a section of Luoshui collapsed.
And in the collapsed section, a huge black rock appeared, and seven golden Sanskrit inscriptions were actually engraved on this black rock.
This is the origin of the seven Buddhist characters in Luoshui.
The news spread like wildfire, immediately attracting the attention of many forces in God's Domain, and even major wealthy families showed strong interest...
The first to receive the news and the first to take action was the Bai family, which was ranked 18th among the richest families at that time.
Because the Mingchen Domain belongs to the Bai family.
Although the Bai family blocked all news channels in the shortest possible time, this set of seven Sanskrit rubbings still leaked out.
Many wealthy families and many first-tier families have paid huge sums of money to purchase these seven Sanskrit rubbings. No matter how tight the Bai family's blockade is, it is impossible to completely destroy those rubbings.
After all, you only need one rubbing plate to make unlimited rubbings...
It is impossible to find out who brought out the first rubbing, but the Bai family was indeed furious about this incident at first.
However, the great masters in the God Realm started to decipher it as soon as they got the rubbing plate. But when they really started to study it, the true gods, Dzogchens, and Saints in the God Realm discovered the difficulty.
Although some rare Sanskrit texts are weird, there are always people who can read a few words from them. After all, the experience is passed down from generation to generation, and the true gods' understanding of Sanskrit is gradually increasing.
However, compared with ordinary Sanskrit, the seven Sanskrit characters of Luoshui are too complicated, and it is almost impossible to start.
This problem has troubled the gods in the divine domain all the way, and it continues to be unsolved to this day.
Most of the true gods who are interested in Sanskrit have more or less tried to solve this problem. After all, it is not a shame if you can't solve it. So many powerful people have tried it. If they really solve it, wouldn't it be a great development?
A knowledgeable person will know at a glance that the seven sets of golden Sanskrit characters are the seven Sanskrit characters of Luoshui. Even if the middle-aged man blurred the seven Sanskrit characters, the old man in white and the young man could recognize them at a glance.
In their opinion, Luo Zheng should not be interested in this famous and unsolvable problem at all!
But the guy who was shocked in their eyes showed a strong interest in these seven Sanskrit inscriptions. Judging from the way he was holding back, he probably thought he had found a treasure.
So the two of them were shattered and speechless.
Where did this guy come from? He seems to know nothing about Sanskrit, but he can still speak such precise insights casually.
The young man even had some hope, hoping that this young man wanted to tease the stall owner...
"Stall owner, do you plan to sell these seven Sanskrit coins?" Luo Zheng asked with squinted eyes.
The special thing about Sanskrit is that if you can't decipher it, it's worthless. It's useless except for appreciation.
According to Luo Zheng's current understanding, the completely deciphered Sanskrit texts in God's Domain are very rare. He is now thinking about how to get this set of Sanskrit texts at a lower price.
What the middle-aged man was thinking was probably similar to the old man or young man in white not far away.
Anyone in the God's Domain who does not know the Seven Sanskrits of Luoshui is a rookie among rookies. When he sees a fish taking the bait, he will naturally take good care of it.
The middle-aged man shrugged his head, opened his eyelids a little, glanced at Luo Zheng lightly, and smiled coldly, "It's not easy for me to get these seven Sanskrit coins, but since I set up a stall here, I naturally want to sell them.
But I only sell to people who know the goods!"
"Make a price," Luo Zheng didn't bother to tell him, but said simply.
The middle-aged man stretched out a hand and said proudly: "Five thousand Shenwu coins!"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the stall owners around him were immediately startled.
They saw Luo Zheng showing strong interest in Luo Shui's Seven Sanskrit Words, and they all looked at Luo Zheng silently with expressions of looking at idiots.
If it weren't for the default rules in their profession, they couldn't talk to each other and compete at will. They would be very happy if they immediately sent Luo Shui's Seven Brahma Characters to Luo Zheng, not five hundred, not fifty, but five Shenwu Coins!
However, these stall owners were also secretly scolding this middle-aged man for his lack of brains. This young man was only a low-level true god. If he were to be killed, he would probably not be able to get five thousand divine weapons coins. No matter how evil-minded he was, he would not be able to do this.
In fact, the middle-aged man also knew that Luo Zheng couldn't afford it. He just offered this price to test Luo Zheng's reaction.
Generally, such rookies will show a depressed or disappointed expression.
But the expression shown by Luo Zheng made the middle-aged man's heart beat wildly...
This guy is clearly hesitant!
"No, can he really take out thousands of divine martial coins?" The middle-aged man stared at the change of expression on Luo Zheng's face without moving his expression.
The old man in white and the young man still looked here calmly, and they also communicated in low voices.
"He really wants to buy it."
"You haven't been scared away even if you have five thousand Shenwu coins. How many Shenwu coins does this guy have on hand?"
Luo Zheng's brows wrinkled slightly, and then he smiled and said: "Is your price a bit high?"
The middle-aged man looked at Luo Zheng's every move, and still said in a lazy voice: "No one can say the price of this thing. For those who know the goods, these seven Sanskrit coins are priceless treasures, let alone five thousand Shenwu coins.
Even if it's five hundred thousand, I'd still ask for it. For those who don't know the goods, I'm afraid five Shenwu coins are too expensive."
What he said is indeed correct.
The standard for identifying goods is to be able to decipher these seven Sanskrit...
Five thousand Divine Martial Coins are nothing to mention to Luo Zheng. With his current worth, ordinary families cannot match it, not to mention that the world within his body is still producing a steady stream of Divine Martial Coins.
"Too expensive," Luo Zheng shook his head.
"Please," the middle-aged man also caught Luo Zheng's thoughts. He judged that as long as Luo Zheng planned to leave, he would immediately see the price plummet... let alone five thousand, he would have made even a hundred Shenwu coins.
Laughing your ass off.
Of course he didn't know that he had met a real rich man today.
"Okay, five thousand is five thousand," Luo Zheng curled his lips.
As soon as these words were spoken, the middle-aged man's eyes, which had been squinting, were also widened. When Luo Zheng turned his hand and saw a lot of black divine coins pouring out, his heart almost flew out.
It feels like this world suddenly seems a little unrealistic.
The stall owners around them also had their mouths opened, looking at Luo Zheng stupidly, looking at the Shenwu coins flowing out...
"Sure, deal?" The old man in white could no longer remain calm.
The young man and he looked at each other, and just as the middle-aged man was about to pounce on the pile of Shenwu coins, the two of them rushed over like the wind.
"Wait!" The old man in white stopped in front of Luo Zheng.
The young man glared at the middle-aged man with a fierce expression.
The two people who suddenly appeared made Luo Zheng quite puzzled.
"What's wrong?" Luo Zheng asked.
"These seven divine symbols are not worth the price. If you really need them, I can give them to you for free!" The old man in white said to Luo Zheng with a smile.
Hearing the words of the old man in white, the middle-aged man suddenly became anxious. That was five thousand Shenwu coins. He shouted loudly: "Do you understand the rules? How can you do this? This business was negotiated between me and him!"
The young man smiled coldly, "Rules? The rules of Famous Sword God City are set by my family. If you still want to hang out here, don't mention the rules to me!"
The middle-aged man choked at these words. He looked up and down at the young man's clothes, realized something, and fell silent.