Text Chapter 223: Help

Some unknown town.

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, with a look of remorse.

"What the hell is this!? Why can I, a master of eighth-level Esperanto, eighth-level Leia, and eighth-level Ark language, not be able to recognize what kind of characters are written on it? Even if the things on it look It’s a bit similar to the writing left by humanoid civilization, so that shouldn’t be the case, I’m level 6 in Catacombs, level 5 in Orcish… the level of Merman language is slightly lower, but Merren will use parchment as a text carrier?”

The man looked at the ghostly talisman-like text on it, full of distress.

Who did Mu Yiyun provoke?

I wanted to brag and talk nonsense with those big bosses in the group, but the moderator of Junzijian actually dug a hole for him, saying that the boss of Thunder Master uploaded a peerless secret method, once he practiced it, he would become a fairy and become an ancestor , Across the world.

Just kidding, what status is Mu Yiyun, does he seem to be the kind of person who lacks peerless secrets?

He just lacks the peerless secret technique that can be practiced.

But he still has a violent temper that refuses to admit defeat, so it's fine if he doesn't understand other fields, but in the field of writing, history, etc., there are things that can be difficult for Mu Yiyun?

The more he couldn't figure out what was written on the parchment, the more he had to delve into it. Isn't this...

After two whole days, he felt that he had lost a lot of hair, and if he continued like this...

May be bald.

"Playing games online again here! 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 linguistics for tiger orcs?"

At this moment, an old man with a white beard who looked to be in his sixties opened the door and barged in, scolding Mu Yiyun all the time.

Mu Yiyun shrank his neck, quickly closed the chat group, and replied weakly: "I... I'll read it now..."

"Go to study now, that means you haven't read it? Don't think that you can relax after passing all those certificates. Let me tell you that learning is endless. Our world has new languages, new civilizations, and new ideas all the time. History is being born, not to mention the world full of unknowns. The most important thing to explore and study any known and unknown civilizations is to first master their writing, their language, and their history. I don’t even know the language, so where do I start to study the word…”

As soon as the old man preached, there was an endless trend, but Mu Yiyun didn't dare to refute at all, but Nuonuo responded, and his momentum kept dropping.

"Your father entrusted you to me, Yuan Zhishi, so I naturally have to shoulder the responsibility of educating you into a talent. I have said so much, I am doing it for your own good, so you just need to remember this sentence. Whatever you do is right, no matter if I beat you, scold you, or punish you, it is all with good intentions and good intentions... Now, go and help me... Well, I will give you a task to clear the road to glory. This book was translated."

"Oh, I see."

Mu Yiyun promised, and glanced at the words that he hadn't understood, feeling a little regretful.

Road to Glory, more than 800 pages, and I will not have time to study these words for a long time.

Mu Yiyun's gaze naturally caught Yuan Zhishi's attention, and his gaze also fell on the page of paper. After just one glance, he couldn't help but let out a "huh": "This... seems to be a divine text?"

"Divinity?"

Mu Yiyun was slightly taken aback: "That mysterious language that claims to be the oldest and noblest?"

Yuan Zhishi took Mu Yiyun's piece of paper and studied it carefully. After a while, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Shen Wen! This is really Shen Wen! Those ancient forces used it to sacrifice gods. Word language! It is said that these words contain the power bestowed by the gods, and any believer of the gods can get the blessing of the power in the gods, so that they can explode their combat power far better than themselves!"

"So exaggerated?"

Mu Yiyun was a little stunned.

"Good thing, this is really a good thing. Divine text 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 text, confirm the authenticity of the divine text, and interpret the world's According to the documents of divine texts, our human civilization will usher in an unprecedented glorious era, an era of immortality that breaks the upper limit of lifespan and allows people to have a long lifespan like the legendary gods..."

Yuan Zhishi said excitedly, and couldn't wait to ask: "Where did you get these divine writings? Is there any more, is there any more?"

"online."

Mu Yiyun said blankly: "It's a piece of information uploaded by a big guy we met online. He said it's a battle song, a battle song that contains mysterious power."

"Battle Song!?"

Yuan Zhishi immediately stared at the ghost-like characters on the paper to study. He obviously had the basis of "divine writing". God-bestowed battle song of the power of the gods! This information..."

"Really? I knew it was produced by the boss, it must be a boutique!"

Mu Yiyun immediately lifted his spirits, as if he had thought of a way to get rid of this dark law, and said seriously: "Grandpa, as I said, I don't surf the Internet to play games, but to study, you don't know , I just joined a chat group recently, all the bosses in the group are talented, and they speak nicely, I can learn a lot of knowledge every moment in it, and this divine text is one of them!"

"This...is that so?"

Yuan Zhishi was a little stunned.

"The information is right in front of you, can it be fake? Grandpa, let me tell you, I am actually just a small shrimp in the group. I can only get the attention of the big guys by constantly speaking out to please the big guys, so I am pointed out from time to time." Things, otherwise, why would people give me such precious information? If you want this kind of information again, you can translate it and I will give it to the boss in the group. Maybe the boss will be happy. Send me some more information."

"And... that... boss you mentioned, he still has divine text materials!?"

"I can't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can read the chat history. That boss is an invincible character who can destroy a city by one person! He directly destroyed a city of burrowmen, and killed countless strong burrowmen. Do you think he Where will the relevant books and documents in hand be lost?"

Mu Yiyun vowed firmly.

"Destroy a city of burrowers by one person!?"

The old man who knew the civilization of the Catacombs very well couldn't help but gasped: "You... you can actually get in touch with such a world-class powerhouse!?"

"It's still fake? So, do you think, did I go online wrong?"

Mu Yiyun's aura suddenly rose.

"No...that's right..."

Yuan Zhishi's voice dropped a bit.

"Then you said, is it wrong for me to chat with the bosses in the group every day?"

"No...that's right..."

Yuan Zhishi responded nonchalantly.

"Then sometimes the boss asks me a question, and I spend a lot of time diligently sorting out some information that only takes time to get from other websites and handing it to the boss to please the boss, is it wrong?"

"It's not wrong..."

Yuan Zhishi's momentum was completely suppressed.

"Then you still allow me to go online to chat with the bosses!?"

"Certainly...please continue...don't stop..."

Yuan Zhishi was defeated and took this page away: "I'm going to translate these divine texts, and I'll hand them over to you after the translation, so that you can get more reference materials from that boss..."

"I can!"

Mu Yiyun nodded heavily.

...

"If you don't break, you can't build. If you break, you can build. The words of the predecessors are indeed full of wisdom."

Baili Qingfeng opened his eyes after finishing the cultivation of the concept of innate gods and demons, and his heart was filled with sincere emotion.

Not long after his god-refining realm broke through to Shenwei, according to his estimation, it will take half a year to reach the peak of Shenwei. The power of the rod of thunder refining the mystical technique was aroused to the extreme, and he forcibly used the rod of thunder to chop Feng Juanyun, who had the sixth level of refining gods.

The fierce collision between God and God not only caused him backlash again and again, but also stimulated his own potential.

Although there was no real phenomenon of breaking through and then standing up, the progress of the realm of refining gods...

Pushed forward a lot.

"If my estimate is good, I should be able to reach the peak of Shenwei after one or two months of precipitation. When I reach the peak of Shenwei... Do I want to try the real break and then stand up!? By squeezing the limit of my own spirit to rejuvenate Human body potential, so as to step into the eighth level of refining gods in one breath, and avoid being stuck in the peak of the seventh level for several months or half a year?"

Baili Qingfeng thought for a while...

This tactic works!

There is a saying, a warrior should have the determination to forge ahead, if he doesn't even have the courage to stand up after breaking through, what kind of boxing and martial arts should he practice?

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.

After he connected the phone, a slightly suspicious voice soon came from inside: "Baili Hengjiang?"

"Who is it? Did you make a wrong call?"

The voice on the phone was silent for a moment, and after a few seconds, he said: "You...you didn't post to me, saying that you want a top method that can greatly increase the refining and digestion functions? This call is yours in that message. stayed."

Baili Qingfeng immediately remembered: "Under Qingcheng Mountain?"

"It's me, I have the exercises you want."

"Great, you are such a good person. I just need this kind of exercise. Can you sell it to me? The price is easy to negotiate. I am willing to buy it within 200,000 yuan."

"According to my understanding... your real identity is Baili Qingfeng? Xia Ya Thunder Sect's deputy suzerain, new 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 for me. I accidentally provoked Dante, a true disciple of the Wanliu Sword Sect in Fudan City. Don't you like to persuade people to be kind?" ? Can you persuade him to be merciful and let me go? I... I have reformed myself..."