After slowing down the time, Luo Zheng stopped talking.
Luo Nian looked at the two Sanskrit letters in this quiet space...
In Luo Nian's eyes, every stroke in the complex composition of Sanskrit contains a wide range of meanings.
The more complex the composition, the broader the meaning.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless decipherers, and almost every translator has to rack their brains to exclude other ambiguities when determining the meaning.
Every time a word is deciphered, dozens of ambiguities must be eliminated, so it is naturally surprisingly difficult to decipher Sanskrit.
And Luo Nian seems to have a natural talent. He can eliminate other ambiguities in Sanskrit in an instant, so he can almost read some simple Sanskrit in one breath.
But these two Sanskrit inscriptions are far more complex than others, and each composition contains thousands of ambiguities!
Capturing the correct meaning from thousands of ambiguities is an impossible task for most translators.
Therefore, Donghuang himself could not decipher the Sanskrit in the yellow paper.
Luo Nian has grown up so far. Although he is still stubborn, he is also extremely serious once he is immersed in something.
An hour...
Two hours...
one day……
Two days...
For six consecutive days, Luo Nian remained almost motionless, staring at Sanskrit with bloodshot eyes.
With his mind running at high speed, the power of his soul was also consumed a lot. During this process, Luo Zheng also gave him several pills that increased his soul power.
For six days, he did not decipher a word, but tried his best to find the connections and patterns!
The seventh day...
Luo Nian's tired and dim eyes suddenly flashed with a light!
Every composition in Sanskrit has thousands of ambiguities. Hundreds of compositions are combined together. The ambiguities contained in them are multiplied by each other. I am afraid there are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of ambiguities. Just in this vast ambiguity.
In the end, Luo Nian finally caught that trace of a pattern!
Through this pattern, Luo Nian combined it with other compositional inferences to reveal the original meaning hidden in the Sanskrit text bit by bit.
"It should be fine!" Luo Nianxi said, and then he said: "This Sanskrit is the successor to the first six Sanskrit..."
As he spoke, he recited it directly...
But Luo Nian had just recited four words, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Just when Luo Nian himself was still confused, an invisible sword light suddenly rushed out from his Tianling Cap and directly cut through the barrier arranged by Luo Zheng!
The flow rate of time inside the barrier is different from that outside the barrier. Under the friction between the two time flow rates, a little halo appears...
At the same time, Luo Nian rolled his eyes, slumped, and fell directly to the ground.
"Nian'er!"
When Luo Zheng saw this scene, his expression also changed.
As the master of this world, how powerful is Luo Zheng's control over the world inside his body?
The barrier he drew could imprison even the most powerful evil god at will, but the aura of true meaning that Luo Nian had just released actually broke through the barrier...
The power contained in this true breath is actually very small, but it is extremely sharp!
Although Luo Nian's soul is not weak, it is simply unable to resist!
The moment Luo Nian fell, Ning Yudie, who was meditating in the Immortal Mansion, suddenly opened her eyes, with a trace of panic on her face.
In order to ensure Luo Nian's safety, Ning Yudie asked Luo Zheng to help Nian'er make a life lamp.
She naturally knew the moment Luo Nian was unconscious.
"Click..."
She suddenly crushed a talisman. When the talisman was broken, a talisman hanging on Luo Nian's waist was also broken. Two space doors appeared beside Ning Yudie and Luo Nian at the same time.
Ning Yudie stepped through the door and saw Luo Nian, who was fainting again. She shouted in panic, "Nian'er! What's wrong with you!"
Luo Zheng reached out and pressed Luo Nian's Heavenly Spirit Cover, felt it, and said in a low voice: "His soul was cut in half..."
"What! What should we do?" When Ning Yudie heard this, her face suddenly turned pale.
Luo Zheng didn't speak, he was sensing the damage to Luo Nian's soul.
The plasticity of the soul is far greater than that of the physical body, so many people can cut off their souls themselves and create soul clones, but they must be very careful during the process of self-cutting. A slight mistake will cause irreversible damage to the soul.
The energy of the true breath just now was very small, cutting Luo Nian's soul in half, but it did not damage the soul at all. Even if there was damage, it would not be a big problem.
Under Luo Zheng's perception, the souls cut in half have begun to merge with each other...
"The problem shouldn't be big," Luo Zheng comforted, "Let's go back to Immortal Mansion and talk about it..."
As Luo Zheng's thoughts moved slightly, the three of them disappeared on the spot and appeared in the Immortal Mansion instantly.
The situation just now really shocked Luo Zheng.
The true meaning of cultivating the Tao will indeed put great pressure on the soul.
But under that kind of pressure, at best, he would be unable to persist in reciting and would faint, so it would be impossible for Luo Nian to suffer such a situation.
Although Luo Zheng comforted Ning Yudie that it was okay, Ning Yudie still scolded Luo Zheng for a while. Luo Nian should not be involved in such a dangerous matter.
Luo Zheng could only smile bitterly. He understood his wife's nervousness.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Luo Nian woke up and Ning Yudie felt relieved.
When Luo Nian woke up, he didn't feel any pain. The first thing he cared about was the piece of yellow paper, "Dad... this thing is more dangerous than the true meaning of the Tao. I'm afraid I can't recite it, but I can write it."
come out."
When he was in the divine realm, Luo Nian also used this method to write down the true meaning of nature.
The true meaning of Tao itself is a special "rhythm". Reciting according to this "rhythm" can touch the power of the sea of true meaning. As long as you don't think according to this "rhythm" and disassemble the words individually,
The problem is not big.
"What else are you writing...I almost lost my life!" Ning Yudie said dissatisfied.
"That's not possible. I finally deciphered it!" Luo Nian spent a lot of effort to decipher such Sanskrit. Naturally, he didn't want the results to be wasted.
Then Luo Nian dipped his pen in ink, continued to compare the Sanskrit on the yellow paper, and began to write word by word...
For the sake of safety, every time Luo Nian wrote a word, he covered it with a piece of black cloth to prevent himself from associating the words before and after, and triggering that sharp breath again.
An hour later, Luo Nian just finished writing, and the whole process went very smoothly.
He rolled up the paper carefully and handed it to Luo Zheng. At the same time, he said to Luo Zheng cautiously: "Dad... Although I don't know what this is, if dad wants to practice, he needs to be more cautious!"
Facing his son's advice, Luo Zheng was also quite moved. This boy has indeed grown a lot by practicing in the world within his own body.
"Nian'er has worked so hard, don't you want any reward this time?" Luo Zheng suddenly asked with a smile.
"Reward..." Luo Nian blinked and suddenly said: "If Lingya and I achieve Dzogchen, can we be allowed to leave the inner world?"
Lingya is the saint from Liuhua Sect.
Now Luo Nian is at the peak of his strength in the inner world...
If you want to go further, you can only choose to leave here.
When Ning Yudie heard this, her face immediately sank and she objected: "No!" (To be continued)