A man in his twenties looked at the computer screen and then at the song he had printed out and written in an unknown language, looking regretful.
"What the hell is this!? Why can't I, a master of Esperanto level 8, Leia language level 8, and Ark language level 8, not be able to identify what characters are written in this thing? Even if the things on this thing look like
It's a bit similar to the writing left behind by humanoid civilization, but that shouldn't be the case. My Category Language is level 6, and Orc Language is level 5... The level of Merman Language is slightly lower, but would the Mermaids use parchment as a carrier for writing?"
The man looked at the ghostly characters on it and was filled with distress.
Who did Mu Yiyun provoke whom?
He wanted to brag and talk nonsense with the big guys in the group, but the moderator of Junzijian actually dug a hole for him, saying that the boss of Thunder Dominator uploaded a unique secret method, and once he mastered it, he would become an immortal and become an ancestor.
, across the world.
Are you kidding me, what kind of status is he, Mu Yiyun, like the kind of person who lacks a peerless secret technique?
He just lacks the unique secret technique that he can practice.
However, he is still a bad-tempered person who refuses to admit defeat. It’s okay if he doesn’t understand other fields, but in the fields of writing, history, etc., is there anything that can’t stop Mu Yiyun?
The more he couldn't figure out what was written on the parchment, the more he had to study it. Isn't this...
After two whole days, he felt like he had lost a lot of hair. If this continued...
May become bald.
"Here we are playing games online again! Have you done your homework? Have you memorized the Secret History of the Royal Family of the Glorious Empire? Have you read the history of humanoid derivation? Have you learned the three compulsory languages of tiger orcs?"
At this time, an old man who looked to be in his sixties and had a white beard opened the door and barged in, scolding Mu Yiyun.
Mu Yiyun shrank his neck, quickly closed the chat group, and responded weakly: "I...I'll go read it right now..."
"If you go to study now, then you haven't studied yet? Don't think that you can relax after passing all those certificates. Let me tell you, there is no end to learning. There are new languages, new civilizations, and new technologies in our world all the time.
History is being born, let alone a world full of unknowns. The most important thing to explore and study any known or unknown civilization is to first master their writing, their language, and their history. You can even master their history.
If you don’t even know the language, how can you start talking about research..."
The old man had an endless tendency to preach, but Mu Yiyun didn't dare to refute at all, but Nuonuo responded, and his momentum continued to decline.
"Your father handed you over to me, Minamoto Tomoyo, so I naturally have to shoulder the responsibility of educating you. Having said all this, I am doing it for your own good, so you only need to remember this sentence, no matter what I say,
Whatever I ask you to do is right, whether I hit you, scold you, or punish you, it is all done with good intentions and good intentions... Now, help me... um, give you a task to lead the road to glory.
This book is translated.”
"Oh, I got it."
Mu Yiyun agreed and looked at the words that he had never understood, feeling a little regretful.
The Road to Glory has more than 800 pages. I won’t have time to study these words for a long time.
Mu Yiyun's eyes naturally caught Yuan Zhishi's attention, and his eyes also fell on the page. With just one glance, he couldn't help but say "Huh": "This... seems to be divine writing?"
"Divinity?"
Mu Yiyun was slightly startled: "That mysterious language that is said to be the oldest and most noble?"
Yuan Zhishi took the piece of paper from Mu Yiyun and studied it carefully. After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Divine inscriptions! This is really divine inscriptions! Those used by the ancient forces to sacrifice to the gods.
Literal language! It is said that these words contain the power given by the gods. Any believer of the gods can obtain the power blessing from the divine words, thus bursting out with combat power far superior to his own!"
"So exaggerated?"
Mu Yiyun was a little stunned.
"Good stuff, this is really good stuff. Divine script is the most important topic of our association. This topic is even related to the future of our entire human civilization. Once we can decipher the divine script, confirm the authenticity of the divine script, and interpret the information about that world
With the help of divine texts, our human civilization will usher in an unprecedented era of glory, an era of immortality that will break the upper limit of life span and allow people to live as long as the legendary gods..."
Minamoto Chise said excitedly, and couldn't wait to ask: "Where did you get these sacred texts? Are there any more, are there any more?"
"Online."
Mu Yiyun said blankly: "It was a piece of information uploaded by a big guy we met online. He said it was a war song, a war song that contains mysterious power."
"War song!?"
Minamoto Chise immediately stared at the ghostly characters on the paper and studied them. He obviously had a foundation in "divine writing". After looking at it carefully for a moment, he actually saw something: "This is indeed a war song, a song with
A god-given war song with divine power! This information..."
"Really? I know that the product produced by the big boss must be a high-quality product!"
Mu Yiyun immediately cheered up, as if he had thought of a way to get rid of this dark method, and said seriously: "Grandpa, I said, I don't go online to play games, I do it to learn, you don't know
, I just recently joined a chat group, and all the big guys in the group are talented and speak well. I can learn a lot of knowledge every moment in it, and this divine text is one of them!"
"Is this... like this?"
Minamoto Tomoyo was a little stunned.
"How can the information be fake when it is right in front of me? Grandpa, let me tell you, I am actually just a little shrimp in the group. I can only get the attention of the big guys by constantly speaking to please them, so that I can be given some pointers from time to time.
Otherwise, why would people give me this precious information? If you want this kind of information again, just translate it and I will give it to the big boss in the group. Maybe the big boss will be happy.
Send me some more information."
"And...that...big guy you mentioned, he also has divine information!?"
"I can't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can check the chat history. That big guy is an invincible creature who can destroy an entire city by himself! He directly destroyed a city of cavemen and killed countless powerful cavemen. Do you think he
Where will the relevant books and documents that I have at my disposal go?"
Mu Yiyun vowed firmly.
"Destroying a city of cave dwellers by one person!?"
The old man who knew the strength of the cavemen's civilization couldn't help but gasped: "You...you can actually come into contact with such a world-class powerhouse!?"
"Then there is still a lie? So, do you think I made a mistake in surfing the Internet?"
Mu Yiyun's momentum suddenly rose.
"No...that's right..."
Minamoto Chise's voice became lower.
"Then you say, is it wrong for me to chat with the big guys in the group every day?"
"No...that's right..."
Yuan Chishi Nono responded.
"Then sometimes the boss asks me questions. I spend a lot of time collecting information from other websites that only takes time and give it to the boss to please the boss. Is it wrong?"
"It's not wrong either..."
Minamoto Chise's momentum was completely suppressed.
"Then you still allow me to chat with the big guys online!?"
"Sure...please continue...don't stop..."
Minamoto Tomoyo was defeated and took the page away: "I will translate these sacred texts right away. After the translation is completed, I will give it to you so that you can exchange for more reference materials from the big boss..."
"I can!"
Mu Yiyun nodded heavily.
…
"If you don't break, you don't build. If you break, you build. The words of the predecessors are indeed full of wisdom."
Baili Qingfeng finished practicing the concept of innate gods and demons and opened his eyes, his heart filled with sincere emotion.
It wasn't long before his god-refining realm broke through to the divine power. According to his estimation, it would take half a year to reach the peak of divine power. After accumulating for another half a year, he would probably be able to reach the eighth heaven. However, in the bloody battle last night, he would reach the peak of divine power more than once.
The power of the thunder staff of the refining mystic technique was aroused to the extreme, and he forcibly used the thunder staff to split Fengjuan Yun, who had the sixth level of god refining.
The fierce collision between gods and gods caused backlash in his mind again and again, and at the same time stimulated his own potential.
Although there has never been a real phenomenon of destruction and then establishment, the progress of the realm of refining gods...
Pushed forward a lot.
"If my estimate is good, I will be able to reach the peak of divine power in another month or two. When I reach the peak of divine power... Do I want to try to truly break and stand again!? By squeezing the limit of my own god-refining, I will be glowing.
The potential of the human body, so as to enter the eighth level of refining the gods in one breath, and avoid being stuck at the peak of the seventh level for several months and half a year?"
Baili Qingfeng thought for a moment...
This tactic works!
There is a saying that says, a warrior should have the determination to overcome obstacles and forge ahead. If you don’t even have the courage to break through and stand up again, why should you practice boxing or learn martial arts?
Why not go back to school and study philosophy!
"Jingle bell."
Just when Baili Qingfeng completed a new round of training, his cell phone rang.
As he connected the phone, a slightly surprised voice soon came from inside: "A hundred miles across the river?"
"Who is it? Did you call the wrong number?"
The voice on the phone was silent for a moment, and then said after a few seconds: "You... didn't you post to me, saying that you want a top method that can greatly increase the refining and digestion functions? This phone call is from you in that message
What’s left behind.”
Baili Qingfeng suddenly remembered: "At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain?"
"It's me, I have the technique you want."
"Great, you are such a good person. I need this kind of skill. Can you sell it to me? The price is easy to talk about. I am willing to buy it for less than 200,000 yuan."
"According to my understanding...your true identity is Baili Qingfeng? The deputy sect leader of Xia Ya Thunder Sect and the newly promoted grand master Baili Qingfeng?"
"I am."
"I can give you the exercises for free. I don't want money, but I hope you can make peace with me. I accidentally provoked Dante, a true disciple of the Wanliu Sword Sect in Fudan City. Don't you like to persuade people to do good?
?Can you persuade him to show mercy and let me go? I...I have changed my mind..."