Chapter 291: Wen Dao is born
The emaciated young man who started over didn't think about finding a weapon to improve his strength to be ashamed, nor did he want to find out if the little rabbit's anomaly was a sign of something.
He was just a simple seeker, and conquering the mountain in front of him was his only goal.
Changing directions, he continued to explore cautiously.
Soon after, he encountered a wild boar that went berserk, and he did not run away, because he would definitely not be able to escape, and second, he wanted to end this unfortunate journey as soon as possible and start again.
Resurrected from the nearest village, he ran again to the mountains.
I don't know if he's too weak, anyway, it's easy for him to settle in any village, which makes his path to seeking the Tao a lot smoother.
The rest of the journey is not smooth, and there are always accidents.
The alien beast's desire to attack humans is stronger than that of the beast, and as long as the alien beast discovers it, he has to change the route and start again.
In just three days, the area below 400 meters of this mountain has been covered with his footprints.
That is to say, for three whole days, he only climbed a height of 400 meters, and the distance in a straight line would not exceed 1,500 meters.
At the same time, he finally discovered the anomaly of the mountain: the small animals here are exceptionally intelligent.
It's like knowing kung fu.
He was chased for miles by a bowl-sized wild cat, almost led into the wolves by a fist-sized squirrel, and besieged by a pack of marmots two or three inches in size.
These are the lessons of blood.
Those alien beasts and large beasts also have a unique characteristic, which is that they are extraordinarily irritable.
It's like the crazy wild boar he met before, a group of wild wolves who dare to besiege the alien beast spotted tiger, a monkey beast with a wooden stick to chase down a black bear.
With so many strange phenomena, even if he was sluggish, he knew that this mountain was very weird.
However, he has no intention of retreating, nor does he have the idea of inquiry, he is just a simple seeker.
On the fourth day, he came to a ring of stones, which meant that no matter how much he changed the course, he could find the rocks under his feet at this height.
Maybe it was just the foot of the mountain at one point, and he didn't know if that guess was correct.
But the trees still covered the sky, and it seemed much quieter, and he sat down to rest for a while.
Stretching his legs, his pants accidentally rubbed off a bit of dirt from the stone under him, and he was stunned.
Because there was a pattern exposed in that place, he didn't know the meaning of this pattern, but he felt a sharp breath from it.
He touched it with his hand, revealing the full pattern, which was a hieroglyph: gold.
He didn't know why he had such strange feelings, could it be that he was too tired lately and hallucinated?
He didn't pay any attention to it and moved on.
The road ahead was unexpectedly smooth, and I walked hundreds of meters without encountering any danger.
Could it be that there is some very powerful beast here?
He had encountered this situation a few times, and his mind became tense again.
"Huh!"
Glancing around, he saw another pattern, which produced a warm feeling, could it be the word 'fire'?
Curious, he walked over and brushed away the dirt with his hand, and he was a little surprised, not 'fire' but 'sun', which means sun.
Despite his misguess, he had confirmed that he was not hallucinating, and the words seemed to convey their meaning directly to people.
Interestingly, if the words in reality have this function, it would not be so painful to learn Yingyu in the first place.
Then he thought to himself, how the hell did this happen? He suddenly became interested in inquiry.
Then he shook his head: "No, I'm just a simple seeker, and I shouldn't be obsessed with the scenery on the road."
He suppressed his curiosity again and continued on his way.
Still, he paid a little more attention to the rubble beneath his feet, and maybe he could see other words.
After more than an hour, he finally walked out of the kilometer-long rocky belt, and was met with a pair of fist-sized eyes.
He closed his eyes directly, well, since he was destined to be unable to escape, he did not do a painful dying struggle.
"Smack!"
He could imagine his head being smashed into mud like a watermelon by the claws of a beast the size of a millstone.
When I opened my eyes, I was already back in the village.
That's right, it was just an illusion.
If you don't have a good mental acceptance effort, you are not qualified to be a mere seeker.
He continued to laugh at life, life is like that, since you can't resist, it's better to learn to enjoy.
Hurriedly ran to the rocky belt, then changed routes, and soon a timberwolf appeared in front of him again.
Come on, he smiled at the beast and was generous again.
"Damn, have even the alien beasts learned to guard the resurrection point these years?"
For two days in a row, every time he left the Stone Zone, he would inevitably encounter powerful beasts, as if they were deliberately blocking the Stone Zone.
Therefore, he also walked almost all over the Stone Zone, and finally discovered the secret that belonged to the Stone Zone.
On a small stone wall, a large number of pictographs are carved, and the unique feeling of each one is clearer.
This is the power of words alone!
Standing in front of the stone wall, he was shocked.
He couldn't help but step forward and wipe it, like a saint pilgrimage.
He reads: earth, sun, wood, fire, water, metal......
He didn't actually know much hieroglyphs, but now he was an experienced hieroglyphic researcher.
Every word gives it a clear meaning.
In the past, he thought that the words "read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will be seen by itself" was pure nonsense.
How many years has education been compulsory in Huaxia, why are there still young people who don't even know the words?
The talents of people are different, maybe you can understand it if you read it once or twice for the top students, but it is in vain to read it ten thousand times for the scumbags.
But if the words in the book also contained the same power as he saw it now, he believed that even the dumbest person would have read it a hundred times.
If he can study and understand the principle, will he be considered to be beneficial to the whole world?
It is also undisputed to be the greatest educator of this century.
It's a pity that this is just YY, he knows that he is just a simple seeker, and he doesn't have this kind of ability.
"Forget it, let's treat it as a scenery on the road."
He knew that if he handed it over to the state, he would definitely get five hundred dollars and a pennant.
But in this way, his whereabouts will definitely attract the attention of the state, and the path of seeking the way may come to an end.
However, he always kept in mind that the interests of the country were above all else, and he was a little entangled in his heart.
"Forget it, let's take it away, and let the others hand it in when the time comes!" He praised his wit.
Fortunately, the stone wall was not large, and after wiping it clean, he took out a shovel and began to dig.
More than half an hour later, a regular stone slab was placed in front of him, this was the stone wall just now.
"Let's wipe the back clean, too." Flipping over the slate, he found that the back was carved with a completely unfamiliar text.
However, he could also feel the meaning, and couldn't help but look at it seriously.
As he finished reading, a system prompt suddenly appeared: "Congratulations, you have obtained the Wendao inheritance, successfully employed as a professional scribe, and obtained the "Wendao Foundation Volume". The properties panel has been updated, please check it out for yourself. ”
But he didn't have time to pay attention, because he found that the words on the slate had disappeared.
I immediately flipped it over and was relieved to find that the hieroglyphs on it were still there.
"It's okay, it's okay! This is my chance, shouldn't it be considered damage to national property? "He's still a little bit flustered.
"Forget it, when the time comes, if you throw it directly on the street of which county, someone will definitely turn it in, so that no one will be able to find me."
He carefully took out the fine rice paper and wiped the slate to make sure that no fingerprints were left on it, and then put the slate in his backpack.