As a quasi-sage of the Realm of the Gods, Aunt Hanjiu was a peak existence in both strength and vision. There weren't many things that could shock her to this extent.
Luo Zheng looked curious. "True meaning of the Dao? What's that? "
Aunt Hanjiu didn't answer Luo Zheng's question. Her eyes swept back and forth along the words. The strange look in her eyes grew stronger and stronger, and there was even a hint of irrepressible joy in them.
After a while, she said, "Read along these words once."
"Read them once?" Luo Zheng didn't quite understand.
The Immortal of Books laughed mischievously. "This is very difficult to read. Even Little Master couldn't read it. I'm afraid Master can't …"
Hearing this, Luo Zheng was somewhat unconvinced.
Did the Immortal of Books mean that his son had already surpassed him in his heart?
"Then I'll give it a try!"
Luo Zheng's gaze fell on the row of white paper, taking in all the words.
These words were translated by Luo Nian from the golden Sanskrit characters. Written with a brush, they could only be considered decent calligraphy if they stood alone.
But Luo Zheng swept his eyes over them and arranged them. A faint feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart, and his pupils dilated slightly.
"These words!"
He was actually a little dazed …
"Read them!" Aunt Hanjiu laughed.
Luo Zheng's pupils constricted slightly, and he began to read along the words.
"Dao follows nature. Eternal thoughts become eternal. Ten thousand laws follow nature. Don't comprehend ordinary laws. If …"
These sentences weren't difficult to pronounce.
However, when Luo Zheng read it out loud, he had a subtle feeling in his heart.
This feeling was very similar to when Luo Zheng cultivated the Divine Dao. These words hid a trace of a mysterious and complex foundation. But the foundation of this thing was even more complex than the Divine Dao.
At first, Luo Zheng was still able to read.
But after that, with each word he read, he felt the pressure on his body increase by a bit.
By the time he read a hundred words, his tongue felt a little numb. By the time he read two hundred words, his tongue began to tremble as if he were drunk, and his head began to swell. By the time he read five hundred words, he felt his soul shake …
Aunt Hanjiu watched Luo Zheng's reaction with a faint smile.
By the time Luo Zheng read eight hundred words, a faint trace of hallucination appeared.
He seemed to be in a sea of fire, standing naked in a world of ice and snow, clenching his teeth as he ran forward …
Every time he took a step forward, he had to go through great pain!
That kind of pain wasn't a specific soul attack or physical injury, but a kind of pressure on the spiritual level.
Luo Zheng clearly felt that the path he walked was very short, very short. He had only taken a small step forward, and the end of this path was boundless. However, the end of this path actually had a great attraction to him. It was as if he would pay any price to traverse this world!
When he gritted his teeth and read the 900th word, he felt a "boom" in his mind. It was as if something had smashed into his soul. He felt dizzy and took a few steps back before he could steady himself. He looked at those words with a face full of astonishment …
"Master, you were able to read nine hundred characters on your first try. That is already very impressive," said the Immortal in the Book with a smile. "However, Little Master is already able to read twelve hundred characters. Furthermore, Little Master is writing as he reads."
"What?" Luo Zheng opened his eyes wide.
Aunt Hanjiu was shocked again by the immortal's words. "You mean this child can read one thousand and two hundred words?"
The immortal smiled. "To be exact, one thousand two hundred and thirty-six words. That's the record that the little master just set!"
It turned out that Luo Nian had been deciphering those golden Sanskrit for the past few years.
The golden Sanskrit left by Gu Bei was very rich …
According to speculation, the origin of these golden Sanskrit came from creatures of a higher level.
No matter what kind of creature or tribe it was, it must have a complex culture. The golden Sanskrit didn't necessarily record cultivation methods. There were a lot of other things.
For example, the golden Sanskrit that Luo Nian had deciphered earlier recorded a boundless blue lake in the chaos.
The golden Sanskrit that Luo Nian had deciphered later was even more outrageous. There were even some strange recipes and strange adventures.
The value of these golden Sanskrit wasn't very high. It could only help them understand the creatures of a higher level.
But the six golden Sanskrit that hung on the wall of the side hall appeared at the same time. Luo Nian found something strange in the process of deciphering them. The six golden Sanskrit totalled six thousand and four hundred words. The words recorded in them didn't have much meaning individually, but when they were connected together, they were full of a special true meaning.
It was this true meaning that piqued Luo Nian and the others' interest.
In the beginning, Ning Yudie and the other girls also tried to read this paragraph of text, but they couldn't go on after reading sixty or seventy words.
Only Luo Nian could persevere and read all the way to three hundred words. But after three hundred words, the pressure he faced increased sharply. If he continued to comprehend the true meaning of these words, he would directly pass out …
Ning Yudie pitied her son, so there was some dispute between them. She didn't want Luo Nian to comprehend these strange words.
However, Afo and the immortal supported Luo Nian to persevere.
Luo Nian gradually figured out some of the rules after repeated attempts. Now, he could write and read one word at a time. He could already read more than twelve hundred words. His perseverance was amazing!
"How is this possible … I feel that Nian 'er's soul is indeed much stronger than ordinary people's. He can't possibly persevere until this step!"
Luo Zheng couldn't understand.
When Aunt Hanjiu saw Luo Zheng's confused expression, she smiled and said, "Because this True Meaning of Dao is not a test of the strength of your soul, nor is it a cultivation of your soul's ability. It is to help you comprehend your own Dao."
"My own Dao?" Luo Zheng was stunned.
A look of yearning appeared on Aunt Hanjiu's face, and her voice also became ethereal. "The Dao is the path. In the universe, all martial artists hope to climb to the peak of martial arts, and walk to the end of the martial arts. You have reached the end."
Hearing this, Ning Yudie, Mu Mingxue and the other girls were silent.
They were now only in the Divine Sea Realm. There was still some distance before they could complete this martial arts path.
Whether it was in the universe or in the Realm of the Gods, the end of martial arts was the Realm Lord. In other words, warriors who had proven divinity.
After reaching this step, they had to step onto the next level, the Divine Dao, and cultivate to become a True God.
"Then what lies beyond the end of the Divine Dao?" Aunt Hanjiu suddenly stared at Luo Zheng and asked.
"Saints," Luo Zheng replied.
Hearing this, Aunt Hanjiu shook her head and said firmly, "No."
"There are existences stronger than Saints?" Luo Zheng was confused.
Through the clues he'd found, Luo Zheng knew that there were existences of a higher level in the Primal Chaos.
But as Sage Jiu said, he didn't even know what those existences looked like. To put it simply, he didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts. He couldn't even be sure if they really existed.
Sage Jiu had studied the golden Sanskrit characters deeply. His understanding of the Primal Chaos was probably above Aunt Hanjiu's.
Even some of his master, the North Sage's travels had indicated that the entire Chaos was empty.
Therefore, Luo Zheng's concept of the world was limited to the vast Realm of the Gods. He had never imagined that there were existences stronger than Saints in this world …
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