Da Zheng Palace.

The smell of antiquity pervades the air.

Although it has been renovated by South Korea, its main body is still the former King Jeong Palace.

The last time I came in a hurry, I just looked through some silk books, and left in a hurry.

This time, when he had the opportunity, he naturally took a look at the unusual nature of this Great Zheng Palace to prove what he thought in his heart.

Walking into the Dazheng Palace, the crowd dispersed.

Observe each and look for some traces.

It's just that Dazheng Palace has been inherited for many years, and countless people have walked into it, and it has already been explored clearly, otherwise, the Korean monarchs and ministers would not put Dazheng Palace aside, just as a thought.

This is also the reason why Han Hou is willing to open up to the wilderness.

They have checked countless times and have found no results, so they can only hope for a famine.

Their promise to the famine is equivalent to making friends with the Qin State, and if the famine gets some news, they can also share it, which is beneficial and harmless to Korea.

Even, Han Hou hopes that Huang can find some clues to solve the secret of Zheng Zhuanggong's rise, so that he can quickly increase his national strength to deal with some crises.

.......

Last time, Huang came here, and naturally he was clear about the layout of this place, he didn't go long, but spread out the silk book and parchment scroll, wanting to see the records on it.

In the Da Zheng Palace, there can be no secrets that appear in the clear eye.

The kings of Korea are not fools, they are only afraid that they have visited countless times here, if they are in the clear eye, they are afraid that they are already in the hands of Korea, how can they get their turn.

For insect writing, Huang now has mastered a lot, and basically knows the handwriting on it.

"What is this?"

His eyes were like swords, staring at the silk book.

On the silk book, he found a handwriting that did not belong to the insect script: "Old man Feng, come here!"

"What's wrong with the national teacher?" Feng Zheng quickly came over and asked the wilderness, "But what did you find?"

Pointing to the handwriting on the silk book, his absurd tone was solemn, and he said, "Old man Feng, I remember this character, it shouldn't belong to the insect text, right?"

Looking in the direction that the absurd was pointing to, a hint of surprise flashed in Feng Zheng's eyes: "I don't seem to want to, this is not the same system as the insect script, it seems to be a new script!"

Hearing Feng Zheng's words, Huang Shen groaned for a while, and then said to Feng Zheng and the little Taoist, "Do you know the evolution of all words from ancient times to the present?"

"Including the beginning of the heavens and the earth!"

Before Feng Zheng spoke, Nangong Allure on the side said: "Since the beginning of heaven and earth, according to the classics, there was Cangjie who first created words, and then continued to evolve."

"In this world, there have been human scripts that belong to the human emperor, divine scripts, Taoist texts, and even demon scripts, Buddhist scripts, demon scripts, and witch scripts."

"It's just that these humanities, divine texts, Taoist texts, demon texts, Buddhist texts, demon texts, and witch texts almost all appeared before the insect text, and there is a saying that the insect text is a variant of the humanities."

"And the bird seal is the transformation of demon scripts and some witch scripts."

"Then, after hundreds or even thousands of years of inheritance, the insect inscription evolved into the oracle bone inscription, the golden inscription, and the bird seal evolved into the inscription."

"The big seal that is now circulating in the Central Plains comes from the evolution of the golden text."

"What kind of text this text belongs to, I'm afraid it's hard to calculate."

Nangong Chengcheng's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he paused towards the wilderness, and said, "However, what is certain now is that it does not belong to the insect text, nor does it belong to the Taoist text."

"It's more likely to belong to the witch text and the demon script, most likely the bird seal!"

Hearing this, Huang nodded, and after Nangong Chengcheng's words, he had a general understanding of the evolution of words: "Everyone found all the characters on all the silk books and transcribed them on a silk book."

"No."

Nodding in agreement, everyone looked for the silk book, and Araku stood in front of the window, his eyes deep.

no matter

What the result is, none of them can decipher it, this is the biggest problem, he used to have a relationship with Feng Zheng in order to learn insect script.

However, except for those who are old and immortal, or those who are high above, there are no more people who are proficient in these words.

"National teacher, what's wrong?"

A gleam flashed in the corpse's eyes, and he looked at the wilderness.

In his opinion, a discovery is a good thing.

However, the barren expression could not show the slightest joy, on the contrary, it was very depressed.

"Corpse, these words, we only know the insect script, and even the bird seal does not know all of them." Huang glanced at Nangong Allure: "Nangong and the little Taoist priest have a high probability of knowing Taoism, but .......

Hearing the absurd words, the corpse chuckled: "The national teacher doesn't have to worry, these words exist, and they will definitely not be broken, but the people who know them have not yet appeared."

"However, I know a little about this bird seal, but I don't know about the rest."

.........

In the process of talking to the corpse, the little Taoist priest and the others had already found some words: "National Teacher, Poor Dao feels that this is a demon script."

A gleam flashed in the little Taoist's eyes, and he said towards the wilderness, "In the past, in the process of studying, poor Dao was curious, and he asked for advice from the teacher, and some of them were very similar."

"Demon Text?"

Hearing this, Huang was a little stunned.

Whether it is Zheng Zhuanggong or the more ancient Yellow Emperor, it stands to reason that it will be related to Wuwen, humanities, and even Taoism, but it has nothing to do with demon literature.

However, there is a demon text in it.

Of course, it is also possible that the little Taoist priest admitted his mistake, but he thought that since the little Taoist priest pointed it out, he must have recognized it.

He couldn't talk about it again.

"Little Taoist, Nangong Allure, do you know these words?" At this moment, the desolate little Taoist priest and Nangong fell into the city, and said.

He knew in his heart that among all the people present, the people who were most likely to know were these two.

Of course, Jiang Huanyue is also possible.

According to some rumors, the ancestor of the Jiang family is related to demons.

Of course, as for the demon that once existed between heaven and earth, it is a title or a race, and it is not clear whether it is a race.

"I don't know!"

Nangong Chengcheng shook her head, she really didn't recognize it.

"National Teacher, Poor Dao can only recognize a few, but he doesn't recognize the others." The little Taoist priest smiled bitterly, looked towards the wilderness, and said, "These are the ones that mean bathing in the blood of beasts......

His eyes flickered, and he turned to Jiang Huanyue on the side, and said, "Miss Jiang, do you know anything about this demon text?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huanyue hesitated for a moment, then said to the wilderness, "Don't hide it from the national teacher, I have studied, but it is not comprehensive."

"The above means that with the blood of fierce beasts, cultivate the ferocity of people, use the flesh and blood of fierce beasts to strengthen one's own body, and intercept the power of fierce beasts to bless one's body."

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