Chapter 587

Are you saying I'm ignorant?

Fang Yuan was speechless after hearing this.

After studying hard for so many years, I thought that I am not an old scholar, but I am not an idiot any more. Unexpectedly, the old tortoise turned into an "ignorant person". Feeling helpless, I had to smile bitterly, and said: "This kind of ancient seal script should be the oldest script in the world. It is said that it was given by heaven and man. There are probably not many people who know ancient seal characters!"

The old turtle said: "What are you talking about, anyway, you can't read!"

Fang Yuan was dumbfounded, and felt that what he said was very reasonable.

Luo Feiling got angry when he heard it, and said: "If you say we don't understand, do you understand?"

"Hehe, my old man has no other skills, so he can live a little longer than others!"

The old tortoise smiled deeply, and said, "The longer you live, the more you will know!"

Fang Yuan was shocked when he heard this: "Can senior teach me ancient seal script?"

The old turtle was silent for a long time, and said: "If you want to learn, my old man can teach you!"

Fang Yuan didn't even think about it, he said, "I would like to learn!"

The old tortoise heard that he promised so readily, but was silent for a while, and said: "Little baby, you can think clearly. Writing is not only writing, but also a kind of inheritance. Sometimes, it is also a kind of curse, especially this kind of astronomical writing. People who understand it will understand it.

It paused for a while, and then said: "So, now my old man can give you two ways, one is that I have read the bamboo book, and then teach you the content on it, and the second is that I will directly teach you to read these immortal scripts, and you can read them yourself!"

"Words are inheritance, but also a curse..."

Hearing what the old tortoise said, Fang Yuan seemed to be touched by something, and sank slightly.

That feeling was very strange, as if one foot stepped into a certain field and touched a new understanding, and this understanding, as if in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, showed him some kind of influence, making him feel a little uneasy, even fearful.

But he just hesitated for a few breaths, and the restlessness in his heart rose faintly.

It is a kind of agitation that sees a good book but does not read it, itches in the heart, and is unwilling or unwilling.

So, he was dazed, strengthened his mind, and said: "I choose the second way!"

Luo Feiling's eyes widened, he looked at the direction of the old turtle's head in the distance, then at Fang Yuan, secretly tugged at Fang Yuan's sleeve, and said, "Senior brother Fang Yuan, you want to understand, although I don't understand what this old Wu Dian said, it seems quite reasonable..."

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly: "I also have this feeling, but if I don't learn..."

He shook his head and said, "I can't do it!"

Luo Feiling thought for a while, and said: "Then learn, let's learn together!"

Fang Yuan glanced at her, suddenly felt relieved, and said, "Okay!"

"Hehe, people who do this kind of thing are always not so pleasing..."

The old tortoise's consciousness sounded again, with a sneer: "Stop talking nonsense, if you really want to learn, then prepare yourself. My old man is different from you. I am so annoyed by the feeling of concentrating. Talking to you for a while, I have used up the energy I have accumulated for thousands of years. Now I am tired. I have taught you quickly, so I can sleep peacefully!"

As Fang Yuan listened, he could also feel that the old turtle's spiritual thoughts were rising and falling, gathering and dispersing.

He understands that no matter what kind of creature it is, if it wants to use spiritual thoughts to transmit sound, it needs a high degree of concentration. For practitioners, this is the most basic homework, but the monsters and beasts in the world are all based on nature. Some are very good at it, and some are obviously not so good at it.

"Participating in the study of the heavenly scriptures coincides with the way of heaven. The heavenly scriptures are different from the common texts of the world. Every word is a kind of truth. I don't have the time to teach you one by one. Moreover, teaching you like that will easily lead to problems at a certain stage. Now I can't bear it, so what I can do is to give each of you two divine thoughts. How much you can digest depends on your ability!"

When the old turtle said this, his spiritual sense sank slightly: "Of course, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

Hearing this, Fang Yuan looked at Luo Feiling and said, "Junior Sister Luo, you..."

He hesitated in his heart, this character is what he wants to learn, it seems that Luo Feiling should not be involved.

But Luo Feiling laughed directly, and said: "Come on, give it to me first!"

Then he turned his head and blinked at Fang Yuan, and said, "Brother Fang Yuan protects me, don't let the old turtle trap me!"

Fang Yuan's heart sank slightly, then he nodded.

"Hehe, cheating on you?"

The old tortoise naturally also heard what Luo Feiling said, and muttered disdainfully: "You still need me to trick you?"

Without waiting for Fang Yuan and Luo Feiling to react, it heard it shouting: "Come on, two children sit cross-legged and teach the Dharma!"

The two looked at each other, and Luo Feiling sat down cross-legged.

From the direction of the old turtle's head, a fuzzy ray of light will soon fly over. The light is very strange, like purple light, and there are strands of golden artistic conception in it. It seems that there are many fonts and meanings that change from time to time hidden in it.

Soon, he remembered that it was when he was in Qingyang Sect.

It was the first time he came into contact with the original scriptures of Dao Yuan's True Explanation. His heart was moved, and he came into contact with this kind of light. Although it was not exactly the same, it was very similar. It was also after that experience that he obtained the ability of Tianyan Art...

Not daring to relax in his heart, he sensed the light seriously and helped Luo Feiling protect the law.

At this moment, he exhausted all his knowledge, distinguishing from various angles, confirming that there is no invisible restriction, no hidden danger, not even the old tortoise's personal consciousness in this ray of light, it is just a clump of pure memory, and then he nodded to Luo Feiling.

Seeing Luo Feiling, he opened his sea of ​​consciousness with confidence.

In an instant, this ray of light turned into an extremely thin thread, slowly drifting into Luo Feiling's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Luo Feiling's expression looked a little strange.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but raise his heart, and suddenly heard Luo Feiling say: "It's so complicated..."

In Fang Yuan's heart, he couldn't help feeling a little curious.

That ray of light flooded into Luo Feiling's sea of ​​consciousness like Xu Shi was in a hurry, Luo Feiling was confused for a while, as if he was sleepy while studying, after a while, he shook his head, woke up, smiled at Fang Yuan, and said: "This feeling... It's very funny, it's like having a lot of dreams in a flash, the memory in the dream is very clear...but not so clear..."

After hearing this, Fang Yuan felt relieved and sat down cross-legged himself.

"Son, are you ready?"

The old tortoise's spiritual consciousness seemed to be more radiant, it seemed that inheriting this spiritual thought was more tiring for him than talking with Luo Feiling and Fang Yuan with the spiritual thought. At this time, he clearly became a little confused, like a very sleepy person trying not to speak.

Fang Yuan didn't say much, but was ready to take on everything.

Soon, another group of brilliance flew over. Fang Yuan just imitated the example and introduced this group of light into the sea of ​​consciousness. In such a moment, he felt that there was thunder rumbling in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Yuan knew that this was the old tortoise's spiritual consciousness cloud, which was the divine aggregate it had cultivated over many years, and now it was given to him without all his consciousness.

As for that cloud of knowledge, Fang Yuan had a desire in his heart, wanting to immediately refine it and turn it into his own knowledge.

But he also knew that this was impossible, so he could only recover his divine sense and stand up.

"Hehe, if you get this inheritance, then... you can't go back on your word..."

The old tortoise seemed to be smiling, but he looked even more tired, and his consciousness was a little restless.

Fang Yuan said solemnly: "Thank you, senior, for bestowing the Dharma!"

"Thank you for what I did... Don't forget... Hurry up... Set up the formation..."

The old tortoise seemed to be very sleepy, so he tried his best to confess again.

Fang Yuan said: "Senior, don't worry, this junior will never break his promise!"

"At least within a hundred years, it must be completed..."

The old tortoise's divine sense was still fluctuating slightly, and he urged it worriedly.

"century?"

Fang Yuan was taken aback when he heard this, thinking that the concepts of "a hundred years" and "hurry up" seem to be different.

But thinking about the longevity of this old turtle, it seems that there is no problem with it.

Then he said sincerely: "If you make a promise, you will never die or change it!"

"I... love hearing this..."

The old tortoise's spiritual sense fluctuated and sank, as if he had fallen asleep.

Fang Yuan relaxed, turned his head and looked at Luo Feiling, before he could speak, he heard the voice of the old turtle sound again, telling him: "Don't tell too many people where I am, my old man is old and likes to be quiet..."

Fang Yuan frowned, and cast a questioning look at Luo Feiling.

Luo Feiling said: "Okay, don't tell others!"

The old turtle fell asleep again.

Fang Yuan was planning to discuss the next plan with Luo Feiling, when suddenly the sea water around him shook, and the old turtle's spiritual thoughts sounded again: "That stone tablet... don't let people move it casually... It seems to be fine if you move it... Forget it, don't move it..."

Fang Yuan felt a little helpless, and said: "This junior has written everything down, does senior want to rest?"

The old tortoise was silent for a long time, and said: "It's a bit frustrating to teach the Fa today... I seem to be a little insomnia..."

Today is the God of Wealth Festival, the old ghost is here to wish everyone a wealth of wealth and success in their careers in the future!