Chen Fan subconsciously had a good luck, the surging purple qi easily absorbed the power of the thunder transmitted, and the discomfort of his body disappeared instantly, Chen Fan was about to press his fingers on the rough stone, but a scene he didn't expect appeared: after the purple qi overflowing from his fingertips came into contact with the original stone, the original stone actually emitted a purple light, and took the initiative to absorb Chen Fan's hand.

"This!"

Chen Fan instinctively felt that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his brain, in an instant, entered another strange space: as if it was an endless abyss, a light fell from the sky, instantly illuminating his whole body, countless Zizite words and symbols, hovering in the vast clock, seemingly irregular, but also seemed to be running in some kind of regularity.

What's even more bizarre is that bursts of quaint voices sounded from all directions and were transmitted directly to the heart.

It was not the first time that Chen Fan had experienced such a vision, when he got the Liuren series of exercises, it was this kind of experience, but the strange world was slightly different, Chen Fan's vigilance suddenly relaxed, and he began to observe the strange ancient texts hovering around.

These ancient texts resemble tadpoles, wandering around his body, and as he gazes on a particular word, the chaotic voice in his mind dissipates and a strange syllable enters his mind.

"I see. ”

Chen Fan understood the connection between the word and the sound, and quickly looked at the next one, and as he thought, when he looked at the second word, the sound also changed.

The third word and the third sound were also remembered by Chen Fan.

Soon, Chen Fan learned dozens of words, and the speed was not slow, but Chen Fan had already noticed that among these dozens of words, there was no similar or identical pronunciation, and the dozens of words learned were simply a drop in the bucket compared to the vast words like stars.

"It's only two hours, and I can't finish it. ”

Chen Fan couldn't help frowning, his eyes observed the vast text, he always felt that the method he had just learned was too dull, his mind couldn't help but think of the current Chinese learning, using initials and finals, radicals and other special ways to classify words, it is easy to draw inferences, this way of learning is not unique to Chinese, foreign languages, the same, there are traces to follow.

"There must be some pattern to follow. ”

Chen Fan became more and more sure that the wisdom of the ancients would not be so rigid.

Chen Fan's divine sense quickly swept towards nearly a thousand words, and the clear syllables of the clock in his mind instantly became chaotic and blurred, like a noise in the city, making him dizzy for a while, and the light of the 'virtual body' suspended in the air became less stable.

"Is it still consuming divine sense?"

Aware of his own situation, Chen Fan frowned again, the two hours that Sun Shangmei said were probably just an empirical judgment, with the loss of his divine consciousness just now, he estimated that in less than half an hour, his divine consciousness would dissipate in this strange space.

Now Chen Fan is faced with a dilemma, one is to learn word by word like he started, and the other option is to continue to consume his divine sense, learn the rules from these vast words, and summarize a set of literacy methods.

Of the two options, the former is undoubtedly the safest, while the latter, either master all the ancient scripts or, nothing.

Chen Fan condensed the Shenmingtai, the six senses were pure, there were two choices, he did not dwell on it for too long, but directly chose the second one.

For him, not being able to fully control the ancient texts means that there may be misreadings, misunderstandings, and leading to the learning of fake divine skills.

Moreover, he has been educated by Saihuatuo since he was a child, and he has always been self-disciplined, and he can only learn dozens of words, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable if he knows half of it.

"Think of it as a challenge!"

Chen Fan's eyes were surging, and the virtual body condensed by his divine consciousness actually emitted a shining brilliance, like an entity, and suddenly, Chen Fan only felt a slight burning pain in his eyes, and his divine sense body actually opened a mysterious perspective eye.

The complicated words have changed their appearance, and these tadpole-like words actually have traces of true qi flowing inside.

"Could it be that the words themselves are incarnated by divine consciousness?"

A look of ecstasy appeared on Chen Fan's face, and his entire divine consciousness suddenly turned into thousands of rays of light, invading into the words, and an incredible scene appeared, the originally vast sea of words suddenly operated in a certain law, rearranged, and combined.

......

In the cave, Chen Fan's hand was pressed on the black magnet, and his eyes were closed, motionless.

Sun Shangmei was standing not far from Chen Fan, staring at Chen Fan's body with beautiful eyes, and occasionally looking at a strangely shaped hourglass hanging behind the high platform.

"Brother Fan, there is only so much I can help you, but you are not from our Yi clan, and it is enough to learn a little. ”

Sun Shangmei muttered to herself, but at this moment, she found that the thundering stone embedded in the notch suddenly clicked, and there were signs of shattering.

"Why is it consumed so quickly?"

Sun Shangmei showed a hint of surprise on her face, and when she looked at Chen Fan again, she still seemed to be settled, and there was no tendency to wake up.

Sun Shangmei bit her teeth, felt out another thundering stone, and was ready to replace it at any time.

......

At the same time, in a peculiar building next to the ancestral hall in the backyard of the Sun family, Sun Zhenbei did not rest, but sat on a stone chair, with his left and right hands as the line, the left is a crescent-shaped seat, and the right is a stone chair printed with a sun pattern, sixteen chairs on the left and right, a total of thirty-two positions, at this time, thirty-two positions, none of them are empty, there is a group of people wearing sun and moon pattern clothes, most of these people are white-haired, and even four or five, the age looks like it is not lower than Sun Zhenbei, especially one of the women, who clearly has pale hair, a rickety figure, but her face is not old, and she is like a girl's skin, which is really a bit weird and disobedient。

In addition to the sun and moon patterns, these people also have different characters tattooed on their chests, which represent their surnames.

And like Yu Lie, Luo Duqiu and other family heads who appeared before, none of them appeared here, which shows that the identities of these people are far more respected than the family heads.

Including Sun Zhenbei, a total of thirty-three people sat separately, in front of these people, there was a pool of water, above the pool of water suspended a special energy ball, in the energy ball, reflecting a man and a woman in the cave.

And this man and woman, not Chen Fan and Sun Shangmei, who else will it be.

Thirty-three people sat down, and none of them spoke or made any sound, as if they were all stone carvings.

It wasn't until Sun Shangmei re-embedded a new thundering stone into the notch in the picture that the expressions of the thirty-three people changed slightly.

(End of chapter)