Qinglan recalled for a moment, then squatted down, originally wanted to draw on the ground, but then thought that the spell text on the ground was very important and must not be destroyed, so he pulled a piece of cloth from his shirt and drew more than a dozen symbols according to his memory.

He had no ink on his hands, but when he painted on the canvas, the traces of his fingers left behind a sea blue, as if dipped in paint. And when he finished writing, his fingers were still clean, without a trace of ink.

Xuanhua also walked over, also using his fingers as ink, and then Qinglan wrote a few lines of golden words on the cloth.

Although he spent less than half of his time in the air, because he had an excellent foundation for words, he wrote down not much less than Qinglan, and there were nearly a dozen.

The blue and gold characters were transformed by Qinglan and Xuanhua with their respective spiritual powers, leaving them on the light cyan cloth to shine, even if the light here is not very bright, they can be seen clearly.

Jinghua stared at the words, stunned.

If Xuanhua and Qinglan were right, then the text was indeed very strange and did not belong to any of the languages he knew.

You must know that among the Three Realms, there are all kinds of gods in the heavenly realm, there are princes of various countries in the human realm, and there are even more diverse in the underworld, including demon races, spirit races, evil ghosts, and asuras...... And these different races, all of whom have been in a few years, will develop their own languages and writings, especially like their gods, who coexist with heaven and earth, and for hundreds of millions of years, their pronunciation, vocabulary, and even poetry and songs are vast and profound, and any one of them, if you study them carefully, you can spend a lifetime of time and energy.

At present, there are more than 3,000 languages in the world, distributed among the various races in the Three Realms, although they are different, but according to their pronunciation, writing, composition and usage, etc., they can be roughly divided into seven major language families.

These are the Dragons, Wings, Beasts, Terrans, Spirits, Deeps, and Ancient Gods.

The language family is the largest unit of language classification, and within the same language family, it can also be divided into several language families according to the kinship between the languages, and the same language family can be further subdivided into several language branches, and below the language branches, the language is finally the language.

For example, taking the white fox clan as an example, it should first belong to the beast language family, and then be classified into different language families according to the tiger clan, bear clan, fox clan, spirit ape clan, etc., and then under the fox language family, it is divided into white fox, red fox, nine-tailed fox and other language branches, and finally it is concluded whether it is Qingqiu or the language used by the white fox of Tiger Hill.

In general, the symbols and vocabulary of the same language family are roughly similar.

For example, the dragon people are accustomed to using hieroglyphs, and each character is composed of dozens of basic strokes such as horizontal and vertical skimming, and whether it is composed of many strokes or few strokes, it must not exceed the range of a square. Each glyph has a different meaning, and there are some words, but the same glyph can represent several meanings at the same time. Such squares are combined together to form words and sentences, resulting in articles, poems, and songs.

The wing people are accustomed to using Latin characters, they use dozens of letters as the basic composition, each word extracts a number of letters to compose, long or short, and the order before and after is also different, so the wing people's writing is mainly in the shape of a bar, words and words are separated by a letter distance, several words form a sentence, and the grammar is also different from the usage of other language families.

For other language families, the same applies to the language.

Jinghua has been erudite since childhood, and although he is not as comprehensive and meticulous as Xuanhua is to study the languages of various countries and ethnic groups, he always knows several basic language families, and many languages can be understood without a teacher even if he has not learned them.

But at the moment, the words written by Xuanhua and Qinglan do not belong to any of the seven major language families!

No, that's not true!

In the seven major language families, the first six are still commonly used by many people, so he has read some of them and can understand some of them-

Except for the last one, the language of the Old Gods!

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The ancient gods and their great exploits, like Jinghua, the children of the god family, have been able to memorize it backwards like a family tree since they were young.

But with the fall of the gods hundreds of millions of years ago, after the true body was transformed in the chaos of the sea, its ancient characters gradually disappeared, and now only the portrait of the Yellow Emperor is still enshrined in the temple of the Nine Heavens.

Xuanhua saw that Jinghua had been pondering for a long time, and he also knew that this spell might be very difficult to solve, and he was afraid that he would be overly worried, so he said: "Second brother, if you are tired, you should rest first, anyway, for a while, there is no danger here, we might as well think long-term." ”

"I'm not tired," Jinghua raised his face, raised the corners of his lips, and showed a smile that wanted to cover up, "I just suspect that if it is really a divine spell left by the ancient gods, I'm afraid none of us here will recognize it." ”

The smile on Xuanhua's face also disappeared little by little.

In fact, before Jinghua spoke, he already had this fear in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it, hoping that Jinghua would still recognize it, and now when he heard him say this, even this last hope was shattered.

In other words, in addition to those ancient gods, these spells written on the earth that can guide them to find Yinlongyi are a real letter from heaven!

Regardless of whether this area is like Jinghua said, every time it rises, it will touch the magic circle, so that the gravitational force on the ground will be strengthened several times, resulting in a reduced chance of staying in the air, even if you can observe and remember in the air for any time, even if you take a pen and paper to draw it down one-on-one, who can decipher such a heavenly book?

Ah Mo didn't like this heavy and depressed energy, so he spoke: "Jinghua, the ancient gods you are talking about, are they the ten righteous gods?"

Jinghua smiled and said: "That's right, it turns out that Momo doesn't like to read any books, you tell me, I think you can name a few?"

Ah Mo smiled, "Jinghua, you can't bother me, I have a picture album in the palace of the West Sea, called "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", which is very interesting, and I have recognized all these gods." ”

Ah Mo counted with his fingers: "There is Grandpa Pangu, the Great God of Fuxi, Nuwa Niangniang, and Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi...... And there's,"

She pointed at Miao Yuan and said, "Sister Yuan, the ancestor of their god of medicine, Emperor Yan Shennong. There is also the Yellow Emperor and Chi You, your ancestors of Yinlong and Jiang Chiyu have also helped the Yellow Emperor and Chi You fight respectively, and then, it is the water god Gonggong and the fire god Zhurong. ”

Jinghua coughed lightly twice, and said with a doting smile: "Momo is not bad at all, but you, a princess of Canglong, only learned about this from the picture album of the human world, if your father knows, I'm afraid ...... Hehe. ”

Ah Mo didn't think it was ashamed at all, and said unashamedly: "The books that my father asked me to read are thick and heavy, and I can't read a page of words and I'm going to fall asleep. By the way, Jinghua, do you guess which god I like the most?"

Jinghua smiled and said, "Is it Nuwa Niangniang?"

Nuwa is the only woman among all the righteous gods, and it is only natural that Ah Mo has always had high aspirations and will worship her.

Ah Mo smiled and said: "Guess wrong! Although Nuwa Niangniang made people out of the soil and refined the five-colored stone to make up for the sky, my favorite is the fire god Zhurong, and the most hated thing is the water god Gonggong." ”

"Oh, why?"

"Because Zhu Rong stole the fire to benefit the human world, but the co-workers knocked down Buzhou Mountain in a momentary anger, causing the Tianhe River to pour and the people to be displaced. ”

"Well, one grace and one destruction, it's really far from the same. Jinghua replied a little to the banquet, and smiled reluctantly.

He tried to straighten his back again, and pressed his hand to his temples again, trying to wake up his dull and numb mind with the cold touch, so that he could continue to function.

"But the ancient gods are not limited to these, Ah Mo, you are only talking about the ten righteous gods, but what about the evil gods? If there are really only ten people, why do you need to invent any more gods and languages?" Xuanhua said with a smile.

"Yes, Momo, the book you read is just a villain book taken by the mortal world, after all, the knowledge is narrow, for example, the same creation god, in fact, it is far more than Nuwa, Tianwu, Bi Fang, Zhibi, Zhuhai, and Candle Yin are also creation gods. "Jinghua is petted, and what should be taught has to be taught," If there is a chance in the future, I will make up for you again in the course of divine history. ”

Ah Mo stuck out his tongue, but heard Qinglan suddenly say: "Jinghua, in fact, not all the ancient gods have returned to chaos, and there is one person who is not only not dead, but you still recognize it!"

Jinghua lost his voice and said, "Praise the father!"

He smiled dumbly, it seemed that it had really taken too much spiritual power to build the memory palace before, and he had even neglected such an important matter.

That's right, because he was born from generation to generation, he was the only one of the ancient gods who is still alive today. But what's the use of being alive? He has already been sealed into Kunlun Void by himself, the so-called cocoon is self-bound, if Jiang Chiyu knows underground, I'm afraid he will sit up and laugh.

Qinglan said: "Jinghua, is there a way to break the seal......?"

Jinghua shook his head: "You can only leave this place by breaking the spell, in other words, only one of the six of us can know this god's spell." ”

Xuanhua frowned, holding on to the last hope, and said to Miaoyuan: "Ah Yuan, that Shennong clan is the ancestor of your Qihuang lineage, are there any medical classics left behind that were written in ancient characters? And you happen to have read them?"

Seeing that Xuanhua was looking at him expectantly, Miao Yuan sighed slightly and shook his head.

Jinghua smiled faintly, "The eldest brother is really sick and rushed to the doctor, and what Sister Yuan is looking at must be the medical case copied and summarized by later generations, not by Emperor Yan himself." Even if there were versions in ancient languages, they must have been translated into common characters in order to spread more widely and make it easier to read through. ”

He looked at everyone and said with a smile: "You don't want to be so depressed one by one, since you have all come here, there will always be a way." Allow me to ...... again."

He turned his head and coughed a few times, slowed his breath, and continued, "Allow me...... Again...... Think about it. ”

A few wisps of red seeped from between his fingers, and although Jinghua hid his hands behind his back very quickly, Ah Mo and Miao Yuan's eyes never left him, and naturally they couldn't escape their eyes.

"Jinghua!"

Ah Mo exclaimed, rushed forward, and hugged his backward body.