Chapter 2778: accident

After the time was slowed down, Luo Zheng did not speak anymore.

Luo Nian looked at the two Sanskrit in this quiet space...

In the eyes of Luo Nian, in the complex composition of Sanskrit, each pen has a wide range of meanings.

The more complex the composition, the wider the meaning extends.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless decipherers. Almost every translator has to rack his brains to determine the meaning and reject other ambiguities.

Every time a word is deciphered, it often excludes dozens of ambiguities. The difficulty of deciphering Sanskrit is naturally surprisingly large.

Luo Nian seems to have a natural and born talent, he can eliminate other ambiguities in Sanskrit in a flash, so some slightly simple Sanskrit, he can read it almost in one breath.

But the complexity of these two Sanskrit is far more than the others, and there are thousands of ambiguities in each composition!

Capturing the right meaning from thousands of ambiguities is a mission that is impossible for most translators.

Therefore, the East Emperor himself did not decipher the Sanskrit in the yellow paper.

Although Luo Nian has grown up to this day, although he is still stubborn, he can be extremely serious once he is immersed in something.

An hour...

Two hours...

one day……

Two days...

For six days, Luo Nian was almost motionless, and Sanskrit was dying in the eyes of the goddess. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.

Under the high speed of the mind, the consumption of the power of the soul is also very large. In the process, Luo Zheng also gave him several medicinal herbs that increase the power of the soul.

In six days, he did not decipher a word, but tried to find the connection and law!

The seventh day...

Luo Nian’s tired and faint eyes suddenly flashed a ray of light!

Every composition in Sanskrit has thousands of ambiguities. Hundreds of thousands of compositions are combined, and the ambiguities contained in them are products of each other. I am afraid that there are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of species, just in this vast ambiguity. Inside, Luo Nian finally caught the slightest rule!

Through this law, Luo Nian combined with other compositional inferences, hidden in the Sanskrit internal intentions, a little show.

"It should be ok!" Luo Nianxi said, then he said: "This Sanskrit is the first six Sanskrit..."

When he said that he would sing it out directly...

Luo Luo thought just took out four words, and his eyes flashed a sharp light.

Just as Luo Nian was still confused, an invisible sword mang suddenly rushed out of his Tianling cover, directly cutting through the enchantment of Luo Zheng's arrangement!

The time flow rate in the enchantment and outside the enchantment is different. Under the two time flow frictions, a little halo is emitted...

At the same time, Luo Nian flipped his eyes and his body was wilting and fell directly to the ground.

"Look!"

Luo Zheng saw this scene, his face changed.

As the master of this world, how powerful is Luo Zheng’s control over the inner world?

The enchantment he drawn, even the evil spirits that are more powerful and taller, are also imprisoned arbitrarily, but they can only read the true feelings that have just been released, and directly break open the enchantment...

The power of this true breath is actually very small, just sharp!

Although Luo Nian’s soul is not weak, it cannot resist!

At the moment when Luo read the fall, Ning Yudie, who was quietly rehabilitated in Xianfu, suddenly opened his eyes and a trace of panic on his face.

In order to ensure the safety of Luo Nian, Ning Yudie asked Luo Zheng to help him to make a life light.

Luo knows the moment of coma, she naturally knows.

"Hey..."

She smashed a signboard. When the sign was broken, a signboard hanging on the waist was broken. The doors of the two spaces appeared at Ning Yudie and Luo Nian.

Ning Yudie crossed the door and saw Luo Nian, who was fainting again. She shouted in amazement. "Look! What happened to you!"

Luo Zheng’s handcuffs were covered in the celestial spirit of Luo Nian, and he perceived it with a low voice: “His soul has been split into two...”

"What! What to do!" Ning Yudie heard this, suddenly lost color.

Luo Zheng did not speak, he was perceiving the extent of the damage to the soul.

The plasticity of the soul is far greater than that of the flesh, so many people can self-sacrifice the soul and create a soul, but in the process of self-deprecation, be very careful, and a slight carelessness will bring irreversible damage to the soul.

Just the energy of the true breath is very small, and the soul of Luo Nian is cut in half, but it does not hurt the soul. Even if there is damage, the problem is not big.

Under the sensation of Luo Zheng, the two-and-a-half souls have begun to merge with each other...

"The problem should be small," Luo Zheng said comfortably. "We will return to Xianfu and say..."

When Luo Zheng thought a slight move, the three disappeared in place and instantly appeared in Xianfu.

It was just that the situation really shocked Luo Zheng.

The true meaning of the cultivation of the Tao does have tremendous pressure on the soul.

But under that pressure, at most, it is impossible to insist on chanting, fainting in the past, and it is impossible to see such things.

Although Luo Zheng comforted Ning Yudie, it was not a big problem, but Ning Yudie still took Luo Zheng for a while, so that such a dangerous thing should not let Luo Nian participate.

Luo Zheng can only accompany the smile, he understands the nervousness of his wife.

It was not until half an hour later that Luo Nianfang was only awake, and Ning Yudie was relieved.

When Luo Nian was awakened, there was no pain. The first time he cared about the yellow paper. "Hey... this thing is more dangerous than the natural meaning of the law. I am afraid I can’t read it, but I can write. come out."

In the realm of the gods, Luo Nian also used this method to write the natural meaning of Tao.

The true meaning of the Tao itself is a special "rhythm". According to this "rhythm" chanting, it can touch the power of the sea of ​​true meaning. As long as you do not follow this "rhythm" to think, the words will be dismantled separately. The problem is not big.

"What else to write... I almost lost my life!" said Ning Yudie, dissatisfied.

"That can't be done, I am hard to decipher it!" Luo Nian cracked this Sanskrit, but also spent a lot of thoughts, he naturally did not want to pay for the results.

Then Luo Nian wrote a pen and ink, and continued to write a word and a word according to the Sanskrit on the yellow paper...

For the sake of safety, Luo Nian wrote a black cloth every time he wrote a word, avoiding the fact that he had a sharp relationship because of the association between the words before and after.

After an hour, Luo Nianfang wrote it, and the whole process was very smooth.

He carefully rolled up the paper sheet and handed it to Luo Zheng. He also said to Luo Zheng with caution: "Why... I don't know what it is, but if you want to cultivate, you need to be cautious and cautious!"

In the face of his son's jealousy, Luo Zheng was also very moved. This kid has practiced in his own body and has indeed grown a lot.

"Thinking so hard, don't you want any reward this time?" Luo Zheng asked with a smile.

"Reward..." Luo Nian squinted and suddenly said: "If I am a perfect person with Lingya, can we let us leave the world?"

Lingya is the saint who flows the flower sect.

Now that Luo Nian is in the body of the world, strength is already at its peak...

If you want to go further, you can only choose to leave here.

When Ning Yudie listened to this, his face immediately sank and opposed: "No!"