"The living dead are the living dead, and the wind and fire and the water are only because of it."

"In the tomb, I took the real pill every day, and changed the mortal body to a little dust."

Walking slowly in the tomb of the living dead, Ji Lin seemed to be vaguely able to hear Wang Chongyang's whispering back then.

Ji Lin still hasn't been here for more than 70 years, and the stone table of that year has been covered with dust.

Only the cold jade bed in the bedroom still exudes a faint chill, just like back then.

"Hey, how do you talk about the words on this stone table?" After a closer look, Ji Lin finally noticed something unusual.

The tomb of the living dead is guarded by the Taoist Feng Shui Gang Array, and apart from Wang Chongyang, only Ji Lin knows how to open it.

Even if Ji Lin had been here for decades, it was still well preserved, and there was no trace of anyone coming at all.

But the problem is that Ji Lin actually found a slightly familiar handwriting on the mountain wall, which ...... What's the situation?

"This ...... It's Shen Jinchao's handwriting! Glancing at the handwriting on the mountain wall, Ji Lin's pupils shrank, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

Ji Lin has been friends with many calligraphers in history.

Whether it is line calligraphy, cursive script, regular script or official script, or the classification of various calligraphy, Ji Lin knows it well.

But the handwriting on the wall, Ji Lin couldn't tell what type it was.

The writing somewhat resembles an oracle bone inscription, which at first glance appears to be hieroglyphs.

But Ji Lin confidently researched, but found that in his thousands of years of memory, there was no kind of writing that could match the words on the mountain wall.

If that's all there is to it, that's it.

But the problem is, Ji Lin can actually understand these words, which ...... Isn't that weird?

"Inscription of the Gods!" After reading the words on the mountain wall in one breath, Ji Lin's heart moved, and he couldn't help but gasp.

When Fu Xi created words. He once mentioned it to Ji Lin by chance, saying that in fact, as early as the time of chaos, words already existed.

At that time, Ji Lin believed this, but after living for thousands of years, Ji Lin had doubts about Fuxi's words back then.

According to modern science, the Earth was born 4.6 billion years ago. It has gone through three stages of evolution that have led to the formation of today's era.

The first stage was when the earth was just born.

At that time, the whole earth was a blazing ball, there was no living thing, except for darkness, it was still darkness.

This stage is actually the "time of chaos" in Fuxi's mouth, that is, the stage where Pangu has not yet opened the heavens in the legend.

In the second stage, the Earth continues to dissipate heat from the outer universe, and water vapor begins to erupt in the hot magma.

The most primitive atmosphere in the Nine Heavens began to take shape. The primordial ocean is beginning to take shape.

This stage is scientifically called the "Archean Universe", which is the "Archean" in Fuxi's mouth.

The third stage is the stage of rapid geological movement and the continuous emergence of various organisms, which is scientifically called the "Phanerozoic", which is also called "antiquity".

Back then, Pangu awakened from the first chaos and felt that the world was unknown. So an axe opened the sky and an axe split the earth. Finally let the second primeval come.

After doing all this, Pangu's left eye turned into the sun, his right eye turned into the moon, the breath he exhaled turned into wind and clouds, his blood turned into rivers and lakes, and his hair and beard turned into stars.

In a word. Pangu sacrificed himself to end the First Chaos and the Second Ancient Era, and let the Earth usher in the third Ancient Era of vitality.

In ancient times, the aura of heaven and earth was rich to the extreme, and all beasts competed for hegemony. A thousand birds and a phoenix.

Even in the vast sea, there is a big demon called Kun, which can turn into a bird, and it is named Peng.

Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

In ancient times, many mountain and river spirits were cultivated, and beasts were the masters of the world.

But the so-called vicissitudes of the sea, no matter how powerful the race, in the end could not resist the might of heaven and earth, and finally turned into a cup of loess.

Because of the advent of several ice ages, the life on the earth has been catastrophic several times.

Similar to the dinosaurs, the overlords who once almost evolved into advanced life forms, eventually turned into nothingness.

At the end of antiquity, the first human beings were born.

The first humans were weak, and they were despised, despised, and reduced to a laughing stock by all beasts.

But human beings have a huge reproductive power and a learning power that surpasses that of all races.

Human beings have grown slowly from the very beginning of grinding stone tools to making fire with bricks and wood, and then to slash-and-burn knotting rope counting.

Harnessing the power of tools, the Terrans rose step by step.

They fight the heavens, they fight the land, they fight the people, they fight the nations.

I don't know how many more years, until the Yellow Emperor, the human emperor, ruled the world, and mankind began to enter an orderly era of civilization.

Before the birth of the Yellow Emperor, the period from the end of the Third Ancient Era was the Fourth Flood Era.

Fuxi was born in the Fourth Flood Era.

For the human race, the era of the flood is actually the era of the Paleolithic and the new period.

But this is only for the Terrans, in fact, the Flood Age is very long.

It's been so long that it's impossible to know how many billions of years this era has.

According to what Fuxi said to Ji Lin back then, about after Pangu opened the sky, as early as the beginning of the Third Antiquity, writing was born.

At that time, the human race did not exist, but among the ten thousand races, there were sages and sages.

These sages, they agreed to create a kind of writing together.

This kind of writing is a kind of hieroglyphs, which does not need to be learned, but people of any nationality can understand the meaning of this kind of writing at a glance.

This kind of writing is different for each ethnic group, although every ethnic group can understand it, but the deep meaning contained in the text can only be understood by the corresponding ethnic group.

This kind of writing is called by Fuxi - the inscription of the gods.

What appears in front of Ji Lin now is the inscription of God that Shen Jinchao left to Ji Lin.

"Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless."

"It's already dusk and I'm alone, and it's even more windy and rainy."

"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous."

"Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant."

This poem is called "Yongmei" is written by Lu You, between the lines of the plum blossoms of the frost and snow, no intention to show off, even if it is withered into soil, it is still fragrant like the old feeling, the portrayal is incisive, which is breathtaking.

"Shen Jinchao, who is she?" After watching this song "Yongmei" several times, Ji Lin's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

The inscription of the gods was born in ancient times, and it was extinct in the Flood Era, and even Fuxi had only heard of this language, but had never seen it.

Shen Jinchao guided Ji Lin to the tomb of the living dead in Mount Emei, and then used Lu You's poems to imply that all this contained something?

"Brother Wolong, could it be that you said those things to Miss Shen in Chenliu County back then?"

But when the words that Shen Jinchao said in the past suddenly appeared in his heart, Ji Lin's heart was shocked, and he finally understood everything!

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