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He tried a few more times, but the results were all the same.

Wu Dong retracted his Spirit power and thought for a moment, then understood what exactly was going on.

Below the mental state, cultivators cultivate their bodies and cultivate their blood circulation energy.

After reaching the Spiritual Strength realm, practitioners would train in Spiritual Strength that was hard to explain in science.

The stronger the spiritual force, the greater the influence it would have on the outside.

The secret manuals on the painting used this energy to hide their words. When a person's spiritual energy was strong enough, they would be able to see the words on the scroll. These words were a form of spiritual energy.

It can be seen, but it cannot be remembered.

The person who wrote the secret book also used this method to keep the secret, so that the secret book would not be copied and leaked.

Who knew what sort of heaven warping genius could use his mental strength to such an extent?

He had imitated his spiritual force and was able to preserve it for so long.

Just the thought of this ability was fascinating.

Wu Dong was a little discouraged, the secret manual was filled with words, one after another, he wanted to understand them, so he had to read them a few more times, but this way of using up a lot of mental energy, it would be impossible to transcribe them, wasn't this just playing with people?

Wu Dong poured half a cup of water and sat at the bar counter. He channeled his mental force and looked at the painting again.

This time, he learned to be a good boy and only read from the beginning. He didn't try to get to the bottom of it, but he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

But after only half of it, he gave up.

The contents of the manual were extremely difficult to understand. It was like a scripture from the heavens. Even though he could understand most of the words, he was still unable to understand a single word when connecting them together.

One of them said: What the hell is this?

Was it a spell?

He already knew that cultivation was not easy, especially when he crossed the river while feeling his way through stones. Each step was more difficult than the last.

He watched for a while and stopped to rest. After who knows how long, his eyes felt dry. He actually fell asleep on the bar.

In his dreams, he entered a dark and deep world. The top of his head was empty, with a height of tens of thousands of meters. Beneath his feet was nothingness, as if he could go deep into hell.

He floated in the air, unable to muster any strength, as if he were soaking in the air.

Suddenly, a huge object flew over. That object was like a huge stone wall. It had the power to cover the sky and cover the earth when it fell down.

Wu Dong lowered his head in shock and the stone wall flew past it. When he turned around to look, he saw a gigantic character.

An italic "king"

At the bottom, there were two words that looked like 'Jade'.

And compared to "jade"

More words.

This is jade.

Alien word for the word.

Alien writing is different from traditional writing and is a different way of writing with the consent of the same pronunciation.

It is often used for seal engraving, inscription, and selection intention varies from person to person.

After the use of simple characters, they were almost extinct.

Fortunately, Wu Dong was able to read a few foreign characters when he was young.

That "jade"

The word flew over Wu Dong's head and stopped in mid air a few tens of meters above.

Wu Dong wanted to walk in and take a look, but he suddenly felt a chill on his spine and another character flew over.

Wu Dong shrunk his head and dodged, who knew that the words would keep flying towards him. He dodged left and right, dodging a dozen of words.

The words flying towards him finally came to an end.

He turned his head and saw that the words suspended in the air were neatly arranged from top to bottom, forming a sentence: Jade Beauty: The world of the heavens is chaotic.

Wu Dong recognized it at a glance. It was the words on the painting.

In fact, this sentence was rather simple. The sentence was broken off as follows: Beautiful Jade, the world is chaotic.

It means: Jade is beautiful because nature has unwittingly created it.

This world was the product of chaos.

Wu Dong felt as if a bucket of ice water had suddenly been poured over him.

He immediately understood why he couldn't read the words on the scroll. They were originally arranged in a disorderly manner.

If you want to understand these words, you have to rearrange them yourself.

If you can read deep, then you can arrange the difficult words. If you can read shallow words, then you can arrange them in plain words.

The amount of information contained in that sentence would be greatly reduced.

The ancients cherished ink like gold, and their words were refined. Even though they didn't use punctuation to seem like they were affecting their reading, they were actually trying to break the innate mindset of humans.

Without the phrase, the same words had two different meanings for people with different knowledge.

Laozi's "Classic of the Way of the Way" is only slightly more than five thousand words, but the books that explain it are likely to be tens of millions of words.

There were at least ten thousand words on the painting, so how much content was there?

Wu Dong was like a child who had just seen a new world. The vast universe suddenly appeared in front of him, and he immediately felt like he couldn't see anything anymore.

Suddenly, the words in front of his eyes were disarranged and rearranged.

The order of the ten words changed to another sentence: The world of the beauties of heaven and earth becomes the world of jadeite. This sentence was the same dozen words from before, but after the order changed, it became a completely different sentence.

The sentence was like this: The shape of the world, the beauty of the world, the chaos of the world, jade.

It probably meant that the world was just an external manifestation, and beautiful things were only objects. Chaos was the essence of the world.

This last "Jade of the World"

The meaning was a bit abstract.

Wu Dong could only guess that it was taking its essence.

Jade is the essence of stone, in Buddhism known as the Earth's sariras.

From this perspective, this sentence probably meant that although the world was chaotic, one had to extract the essence from it.

But Wu Dong felt that this sentence was not that simple.

The words in front of him changed again. The order was different, and this time the words were even more profound: The shape of Heaven and Earth is the jade of the American world. This saying was not easy to break down into: Heaven, Earth, Things, Beautiful Things, Jade of the World.

The meaning can be expressed as follows: whatever is in the sky, what is on the ground, what is known to us, we judge beauty and ugliness by its external appearance, but where is the boundary of this ugliness, and how can one distinguish between stone and jade if the boundary is broken?

This was one way of putting it, but another way of breaking it was even more baffling: the world, the things, the shapes, the beauty world, the jadeite.

It was as if the heavens had created the earth, created objects, created the shape and appearance of objects, and this creativity was the state of beauty.

It's just that at the end, there's this' messy jade '.

He couldn't explain it.

The meaning of each of the fourteen words changed three times was different, but the meaning of each sentence was fixed on this "jade".

The word, and this "jade."

The character was an unfamiliar foreign character. The person who wrote this set of secret manuals was clearly reminding the later generations of the uniqueness of the jade character.

The words changed yet again. Wu Dong observed once again, but the change this time made him even more confused.

He was completely engrossed in studying the words, and had completely forgotten about the passage of time.