"What's going on?" Ding Hao was disturbed by the sudden voice and finally woke up from the state of emptiness. レ.si鲁ke.♠思♥路&c鲁bs;客レ
Looking up, Ding Hao couldn't help being surprised.
It turned out that unknowingly, a day had passed quietly. In my mind, I felt that only a moment had passed, but in fact it was already sunset, and only half of the red sun was left among the snowy ridges in the distance. The sky was full of red light, covering the originally white snowfield with a light red halo, as delicate and beautiful as flowing blood.
On the snow with a radius of two to three kilometers, all the basic [text paths] have been carved out, and they are so densely packed that the edges are almost invisible.
"You actually...have written so much?"
Even Ding Hao was a little shocked.
After moving his arm slightly, he felt a numbness, swelling and pain coming from his upper arm, forearm, wrist and five fingers. He had been doing seal carving with high intensity for a whole day and never stopped for a quarter of an hour. Even with Ding Hao's physical strength, I finally felt the pain, and my arms and fingers were swollen and enlarged.
Of course, what shocked Ding Hao the most was the last twenty-four Chinese characters that exploded without warning.
The power erupted from each handwriting is equivalent to a full blow from a martial artist in the martial arts realm... This... When did Chinese characters have such magic power
"What on earth did you write?" In his mind, Jian Zu couldn't wait to ask in a state of crocodile fever. Ding Hao firmly believed that if this old man had a body, he must be grabbing himself with both hands at this time. The collar went crazy.
"I... just randomly carved the pattern." Ding Hao was vague. He couldn't say that I actually traveled through time to play, and what I wrote was the words in the memory of the previous life.
"Craft it at will? You said it was drawn at will? What kind of god are you kid? You are not the reincarnation of a god-level inscription master, are you?" Sword Ancestor had an urge to go crazy and roared crazily.
"This old man is going crazy." Dao Zu gloated: "Little Dingzi, you stimulated him so much."
"What excitement? Could it be..." Ding Hao gradually understood something.
"Well, yes, those are the twenty-four patterns you carved just now." Daozu said with a smile: "Although I don't know much about the way of inscriptions, I can also see that the twenty-four patterns you carved The pattern contains the most basic [literary path], which is not surprising, but it is constructed with an unheard-of [grammar]. If the [literary meaning] contained in it were not a bit rough and messy, there would be even greater The power will not explode out of control."
"That's right, a [grammar] that has never been seen before. I dare not say that I have exhausted all the [grammars] in the world, but there are 80% of them, but I have never seen this kind of [grammar]. Grammar]." Sword Ancestor roared crazily in his mind: "That strange combination of [Grammar] seems to have no rules, but it can communicate the energy of heaven and earth. This is definitely a new [Grammar]."
New grammar
Ding Hao gradually sorted out his thoughts.
To put it figuratively, the basic principles of the way of inscriptions are a bit like learning English by yourself in the previous life. Among the three basic elements, [Wen Lu] is the English words, which are extremely complicated and require a lot of memorization and recitation to master them all, and [Wen Lu] is the English word. Grammar] is something like grammar, which is used to standardize the rules and order of use of [Wenlu]. [Wenyi] is the inscription master's own spiritual consciousness to communicate with the world and give [Wenlu] according to [Grammar] The various inscription patterns constructed are truly magical and mysterious.
This process is just like letters forming words, words forming complete words according to grammar, and words having the function of conveying people's meaning through people's mouth.
Somehow, there are so many similarities between the two.
Could it be said that the Chinese character language on the earth in the previous life, due to different time and space transformations and different world laws and regulations, can actually inspire the same power as the inscriptions on this endless continent
Perhaps in essence, inscriptions should be considered a type of language—a unique language for communication between the inscriptionist and the energy of heaven and earth.
Thinking of this possibility, Ding Hao's heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably.
If this is really the case...
"Quickly, describe it again, describe it again!" Jianzu said to Ding Hao impatiently like a hungry man, almost in a pleading tone: "Do you still remember the twenty-four things you just described? A pattern? You won’t forget it, right? Little Dingzi, please draw it again, think about it carefully, and be sure to remember it!”
Ding Hao took a long breath and calmed down a little, then nodded and said, "I'll try my best."
He put away the dragon-patterned sword and only held the rusty sword. He pondered quietly. His wrist shook and he began to write on the snow.
"The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the long river is round when the sun sets!"
According to the method taught by the Sword Ancestor before, he condensed the "literary meaning" and used the method of seal carving to write these ten words in one breath. Only then did he realize that it was extremely draining of his calmness. Writing ten words seemed like a fierce battle with others. It was an ordinary scene, with a faint tendency to feel exhausted, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the forehead.
But the results are also extremely amazing.
When Ding Hao finished his last stroke, an indescribable aura suddenly spread across the ten words. This time, it actually reached the level of a first-stage martial artist in the Second Aperture Martial Apprentice Realm, and this power was condensed and never dispersed. Keep moving between strokes.
"This kind of [Grammar]... is perfect. It doesn't look like something you drew at random. It is simply a masterpiece that has been tempered for thousands of times. It can definitely enter the top fifty [Grammar] rules of the endless continent's inscriptions... Tsk, tsk, tsk, little one. Ding Zi, are you really a super genius who has never been born before, and you can actually achieve enlightenment in one day?"
Jianzu was completely intoxicated by the ten Chinese characters in front of him.
Of course, he did not recognize these Chinese characters and did not understand what the Chinese characters meant, but this did not prevent Jianzu from looking at these square-like picture combinations from the perspective of an inscriptionist.
Jianzu dared to swear and curse, saying that he had never seen such a picture before.
"Oh, perfect patterns. They are all composed of the most basic [Wen Lu]. They seem to be some kind of characters, but these patterns can be used as inscriptions to communicate the power of heaven and earth, and their power is extremely impressive... These are really all Did you draw it randomly?"
Bang bang bang bang! !
There was another series of explosions.
The ten Chinese characters on the snow finally couldn't withstand the power of the inscriptions and exploded.
Seeing this scene, Ding Hao frowned slightly.