Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

When he first entered the real sword, Luo Zheng became interested in the sword.

However, at that time, Luo Zheng had never crossed the other side. Under the circumstances that the repair was not enough, he could not play its power at all, so he did not consider this sword.

If the sword is really as powerful as the introduction, with the eyes of the heart, the effect is naturally imaginative...

After retreating these times, there will be such gains, and Luo Zheng is also very satisfied.

Just when Luo Zheng left the sword training tower, the warm guard of the guardian sword training tower ushered in, but it was a kind of expression.

Luo Zheng was a bit strange, and immediately asked: "Warm, what do you want to say?"

"I want to remind you... Don't provoke Mo Yijian," Wen said.

The last time Luo Zheng played against Mo Yijian in Longcheng, Wen Hao also looked in the eyes, he always wanted to warn Luo Zheng.

However, Luo Zheng accepted the task and went to Guanshan Prefecture. He has never appeared in the sword training tower.

Although Wen Hao is in Longcheng, his qualifications in the Heavenly Palace are also very old.

In his eyes, Luo Zheng's talent is indeed extremely excellent, but a sword is one of the top two of the younger generation. The genius of a sacred mind is not comparable to Luo Zheng in the Dragon City.

Of course, if Wen Yu knows the reason why Mo Yijian and Luo Zheng are fighting, I am afraid I will not say this.

"There is Lao Wen old care, I will pay attention," Luo Zheng nodded.

Luo Zheng never took the initiative to provoke others, but some people ran into it, he would never back down.

Wen Lao is a good heart, Luo Zheng will not lick his face.

After leaving the sword training tower, he went straight to the real sword and went to the sword court, and went up to the third floor.

Just stepping into the illusion of the third floor, the voice of the guardian of the sword court came again.

"Do you buy a sword today?"

Perhaps it is because of the frost, this person has a lot of attitude towards Luo Zheng.

He knows that Luo Zhengcai bought two swords, how many days are there?

Ordinary people are afraid that a sword can not be digested, but this kid is coming again.

"I don't know, is there any discount?" Luo Zheng asked.

The last time there was Ling Frost, these high-priced swordsmen had a 60% discount. It was a very favorable one. If you can win, you can save a lot of Shenjing.

"Since you are a friend of Lingshuang’s girl, there is nothing to say, you can choose it yourself," the man laughed.

"Thank you," Luo Zheng smiled.

In fact, Luo Zheng is somewhat curious about Ling Shuang’s “Qing Bo Bo”. He even wants to spur the eyes of the heart, to see his deity through this illusion, but since this person has never appeared, this will probably anger the other person. He immediately suppressed the idea in his heart and went to the light column of "Swordsmanship".

"In addition to this sword, I want to borrow the yellow paper..." Luo Zheng said.

"Do you really have an interest in this yellow paper?" the other said.

"I am interested," Luo Zheng replied.

"One million gods, give you a 60% discount, you need six million, and you can only borrow one day, you can't show it out in this day," the other party repeated the rules, adding: " In fact, you are not the first person to borrow yellow paper. The sword is eternal and original. Many people want to find a chance in it, but they have failed..."

The eternal true meaning of the sword is the essence of the heavenly palace. It is the true meaning of the perfect road, and keeps pace with the true meaning of the other twelve kinds of Tao.

Even Dong Huang himself can't add another one. Who else is eligible?

However, Luo Zheng still paid the Shen Jing silently, took the yellow paper and "Swords", and left the Dragon City.

He stayed in the Dragon City for ten days.

After the ten-day Su Kuan placed Su Youxue properly, he handed over the snow sword repair to Luo Zheng.

After the night...

Outside the Dragon City, it was once again in silence, and everyone was quietly practicing in it.

Luo Zheng arranged an enchantment and separated himself from others, and took out the yellow paper.

This yellow paper can only be borrowed for one day, and he should take the time.

The surface of the whole yellow paper was coated with a layer of glass crystals, and on the yellow paper, eight Sanskrit drawings were drawn.

In the fairy land of the gods, Luo Nian also deciphered the "Traditional Natural Meaning" by his own ability. Now, in retrospect, this kid actually completed a feat!

To know that Donghuang can have today's status, to a large extent, because he broke the eternal true meaning of the sword, can imagine how difficult the first deciphering person...

With Luo Zheng's hands and a light shot, this piece of yellow paper has been pushed into Dantian, and the avatar in the body reappeared. He reached out and grabbed the yellow paper. Under the flash of his body, he came to Luo Nian.

Luo Nian saw his father suddenly appear, full of indignation.

Yesterday, Luo Nian was thrown down from the sky by Luo Zheng, and he was still angry.

Upon seeing it, Luo Zheng can only appease. "Before the magic eye was not carried, it was still very dangerous. It was only handled by the father yesterday."

Luo Nian’s face was a little embarrassed and he still said with a sullen voice: “Let’s say, this time you want to decipher what Sanskrit...”

"How do you know that I am looking for you for this," Luo Zheng asked.

"Are there other things besides this?" Luo Nian's face reveals the color of resentment.

Luo Zheng is speechless, it seems that he should take some time and spend more time with his family.

However, just as Luo Zheng handed the yellow paper to Luo Nian, Luo Nian’s eyes suddenly flashed, and his eyes seemed to be inextricably stuck to the yellow paper. “Good complex Sanskrit...”

The more complicated Sanskrit is, the broader the meaning is, and the more difficult it is to decipher.

"The first six Sanskrit texts should record the eternal true meaning of the sword, I already have a translation, can you decipher the last two Sanskrit?" Luo Zheng asked.

"The two Sanskrit..." Luo Nian stared at the yellow paper, and the cautious color on his face became more and more intense. "I am afraid it will take some time..."

Simple Sanskrit, Luo Nian can almost be seen at a glance, but the complicated Sanskrit also takes time to understand.

Luo Zheng nodded, and he did not expect Luo Zheng to break the tone, but this yellow paper can only borrow one day.

So he gently stroked his palm, and there was a slate in his hand. He wanted to print out the Sanskrit on the yellow paper. The Sanskrit that can be printed out has lost its charm...

Looking at the Sanskrit in the slate, Luo Nian licked his mouth and looked at Luo Zheng with a strange expression.

Luo Zheng showed a bitter smile and said: "You wait..."

He forgot that Sanskrit could not be freely printed, but he was in the domain of God, and some of the rubbing stones were not used up.

After Luo Zheng took the rubbed stone, he re-aligned the yellow paper for rubbing.

Unexpectedly, the Sanskrit on the rubbing stone is just the same, and the Sanskrit pattern is still vague.

"The Sanskrit on this yellow paper can't be printed..." Luo Zheng's face was a bit ugly.

Under the circumstance, Luo Zheng reached out to seal the space around him and changed the time flow rate very slowly. This is also an expedient measure.