Chapter 576: Like Hearing the Book of Heaven, Two Dictionaries
Deep in the Zixiao Palace, those who were sitting upright to listen to the sermon seemed not to care about Zheng Fa and the other newcomers. They did not even turn their heads, but just looked eagerly at the figure sitting upright on the high platform.
Taoist Hongjun sat cross-legged on the stage and glanced at Zheng Fa and others. His eyes made Zheng Fa startled - this gaze seemed to have passed through time and fell on him.
Is this really just Fusogi's memory...
Zheng Fa couldn't help but feel a little doubtful, but he saw that Taoist Hongjun had already turned his head and opened his mouth, as if he was about to start preaching.
He quickly pricked up his ears. Not to mention that this time he was listening to the Dharma about the precious treasure, Hongmeng Purple Qi, listening to the Dharma in Zixiao Palace was a great opportunity in itself. How could he not be looking forward to it?
But as soon as Taoist Hongjun opened his mouth, Zheng Fa felt like he was hit on the forehead by a heavy hammer, buzzing and stunned.
Can't understand!
What comes out of Taoist Hongjun's mouth is the supreme truth.
When Zheng Fa heard it, he only heard chattering and babbling.
Language barrier!
Now, Zheng Fa really felt that the memories of the dead were attacking him - he had encountered a similar dilemma when he first traveled to the modern era.
Fortunately, the gap between the Xuanwei world and modern language is not that big. Now it seems that the two may have the same origin.
He was the last in the class in junior high school for many years, which was a shame for compulsory education. It was only because he was able to endure hardships and had a good memory that his grades gradually improved.
...Now, after half a lifetime of wandering, I am still illiterate when I return.
He was confused. He could understand what Hongjun said just now, and he knew that he was speaking the current mysterious language.
But when he glanced at the cushion under his legs, he realized that the words he had just said might have been translated by Fusomu.
But preaching is different. Any translation will lose the true meaning of the sermon.
Fusangmu was kind-hearted, but Zheng Fa and the other fourteen were completely bewildered:
They are like international students who have never learned a foreign language, sitting in a classroom full of foreigners, with only one question left from the heart - can they speak human language?
Behind Zheng Fa, the Great Elder of the Lu Clan opened and closed his mouth in sync with Taoist Hongjun, his mind blank.
When he came to his senses, he was even more anxious.
Among the fourteen people who have entered Jiuyaotian now, the Lu clan is actually the weakest. Although they don't want to admit it, Shi Nandang fought against more than ten gods that day. If they really fought, it is not certain who would win or lose.
The Lu clan relies on, on the one hand, the cooperation with the Gu God, and on the other hand, the control of the Jiuyaotian portal.
But they want the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so this reliance is of no use.
He stared at Taoist Hongjun intently, but had to admit that he didn't understand what he was saying at all.
Just when he was feeling anxious and worried, he suddenly saw a flash of golden light in the corner of his eyes.
The Lu clan's great elder was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up.
From the dome of the Zixiao Palace, endless golden flowers slowly fell as Taoist Hongjun preached.
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan took a closer look and saw that there were rune-like words on the petals of these golden flowers. These words would change with the change of the preaching voice.
Rune?
The great elder of the Lu clan was cheered up and suddenly understood where the opportunity lay.
He tried hard to identify the patterns on the golden flowers around him, and suddenly an idea came to him, connecting it with a talisman he had mastered before. In an instant, the golden flowers seemed to have eyes, turned a corner, and fell towards his head.
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan only felt that there was suddenly an extra spiritual power in his body, and a small piece of mysterious scripture flashed in his sea of consciousness.
The tribesmen around him all looked at him.
The Lu clan's great elder didn't hide anything and whispered, "Ignore the preaching voice. Just concentrate on understanding the runes on the golden flower and use the way of talismans to decipher their true meaning. It's very similar to how we used to perform talisman magic."
The others suddenly realized what was going on and turned their attention to the golden flower. After a moment, someone exclaimed, "This flower is truly magical! My cultivation has increased!"
The Lu clan's great elder quickly sent a message: "Keep your voice down!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan looked nervously ahead, praying that Zheng Fa and the others would not discover the secret.
But he was greatly disappointed when he saw it—almost everyone noticed it:
Taoist Zaohua's eyes were shining with a strange light as he looked up at the golden flowers around him.
The white lotus of Leiyin Temple had its eyes closed and its lips moving, but there was a golden Buddha eye between its eyebrows, which was astonishingly bright.
Jin Chi Dapeng and others were also trying their best to comprehend the runes on the golden flower.
These people are all True Immortals, and their attainments in the Dao of Talismans are far superior to those of the Lu Clan.
For every golden flower that the Lu people recognized and absorbed, Taoist Zaohua had to absorb at least dozens or hundreds of them.
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan was anxious but helpless. The other party was just strong, and he and others were not even Dao Fruits, so how could they compare?
He tilted his head and couldn't help squinting his eyes - the thief Shi Nandang was covered with flowers and had become a little golden man. The amount of golden flowers he absorbed was even twice as much as that of Taoist Zaohua and others!
This golden light is dazzling and piercing!
Even the Taoist Master Zaohua seemed to be shocked by Shi Nandang and turned around to take a few more glances.
Zheng Fa was stared at by Taoist Zaohua and others, but his mind was not on these people.
When it comes to the art of talismans, the current Jiushan Sect can almost be said to be unrivaled in the world.
Some of the patterns on the golden flowers are closely related to the talismans, while some are not very similar. However, as long as they are related to the talismans, Zheng Fa can almost tell them at a glance.
The eyesight he had developed while playing the talisman matching game came in handy now.
Zheng Fa could feel that the spiritual power in his body was becoming more and more abundant - this was very important to him.
He has only recently advanced to the Mahayana stage. If others want to achieve the fruit of the Tao, they must accumulate spiritual power for many years.
But Zheng Fa really didn't have that much time. Now, this golden flower made his spiritual power advance by leaps and bounds, solving his urgent problem.
But Zheng Fa was not very satisfied.
By identifying the symbols on the golden flower, you can gain spiritual power. As your spiritual power increases, your ranking in the Zixiao Palace will naturally improve.
But there is no new knowledge.
The symbols on the golden flower were fragmentary and discontinuous, and even he couldn't fully recognize them.
On the other hand, he could not understand the teachings of Taoist Hongjun.
If this continues, he will only gain a slight improvement in his spiritual power, and nothing else.
Zheng Fa pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to Taoist Hongjun and listened carefully.
I don't know how long it has been since I last sermonized. Behind Zheng Fa, the great elder of the Lu clan was trying hard to comprehend the symbol on the golden flower while secretly observing other competitors.
The light in Taoist Zaohua's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the speed of absorbing the golden flowers increased even more than before.
But he is no match for the White Lotus Monk!
There is a green seed floating between the eyebrows of the white lotus, which looks like the pupil of the golden Buddha's eye.
He devoured all the golden flowers around him.
The Lu clan's great elder looked closely and almost shouted, "Bodhi seed?"
His mind trembled violently, as Bodhi seeds were the supreme secret medicine of Leiyin Temple, which could greatly enhance the comprehension of cultivators and were extremely precious.
This Bai Lian actually took one out casually?
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan couldn't help but feel a little frustrated and looked at the others.
The golden-winged Roc was meditating with a serious expression, without showing any signs of viciousness.
The Gu God and the White Bone Demon Ancestor were also very serious.
Among the fourteen people who came here, almost none of them dared to slack off. They all used their methods and tried their best to analyze the symbol on the golden flower.
wrong!
He suddenly remembered that he had neglected Shi Nandang!
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan turned around and saw that it was not that he had ignored the other party, but that the golden light on Shi Nandang's body had disappeared and he had become less noticeable.
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at Shi Nandang's profile. He saw that the man had his eyes closed, his head lowered, and his expression was calm.
How can Shi Nandang sleep?
…
“Is the corpus sufficient this time?”
In a modern nursing home, Zheng Fa projected a light curtain, on which was the image of Taoist Hongjun preaching.
In addition to the voice of Taoist Hongjun, the golden flowers in the picture, especially the talismans on the golden flowers, are all clearly visible.
Zheng Fa has been listening to the teachings of Taoist Master Hongjun in Jiuyao Heaven for more than half a year. At the beginning, he was still trying to comprehend the runes, but later he completely focused on recording the teachings of Taoist Master Hongjun.
He looked at Professor Liu and others with anticipation in his eyes.
He had fallen asleep several times in the Zixiao classroom, and each time he brought back a bunch of sermon videos and gave them to Professor Liu and others for study.
Professor Liu and the group of linguists newly recruited by the nursing home looked at each other with a frown on their faces, explaining:
"Words are nothing more than form, sound, and meaning. We already have a very clear understanding of form and sound based on the voice of the preacher and the pattern on the golden flower. But the meaning..."
At this point, Professor Liu's expression became increasingly embarrassed: "I can still only explain a small part."
Zheng Fa nodded slightly, not feeling disappointed - he had heard this answer many times.
Seeing his silence, Professor Liu whispered, "Dean, we have some ideas that may be of some use."
Zheng Fa had no hope. His analysis of the ancient language had progressed quite quickly at the beginning, but it had been stuck at this point without any breakthrough.
"Zheng Fa, Ling Wu has achieved results!"
The old man in white flew in the sky and shouted at Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa was cheered up after hearing this. He waved to Professor Liu and indicated that they should follow him to the back of the mountain.
"Dean, this is..."
"Now that the corpus is complete, we are ready to try it with Heluo."
The most advanced supercomputer in Heluo Nursing Home now has computing power that is absolutely unparalleled in the modern world.
When Tang Lingwu first started studying ancient languages, she proposed using artificial intelligence to analyze them. They tried it, but due to the limitations of incomplete data, they came up with very few conclusions, and some even had numerous errors and omissions.
These days, Zheng Fa listened to teachings in Zixiao Palace and collected a large amount of phonetic and text data of ancient languages.
These original data have been studied and processed by Professor Liu and others, and can be regarded as a high-quality corpus.
Tang Lingwu has recently been using artificial intelligence to process these corpora, and today it seems that there are finally some results.
Everyone came to the back mountain, and Tang Lingwu was already waiting there. She was holding a tablet in her hand, and on the wall in front of her was a huge screen.
On the screen, it was the figure of Taoist Hongjun, who was speaking:
"I feel that all living beings are ignorant, and the great Dao is subtle..."
It's actually a modern language.
Tang Lingwu and the others not only used Heluo to decipher the ancient characters, but also translated them?
Zheng Fa looked at Taoist Hongjun on the screen and thought to himself, this is great. Not only does he have a translation, but he also has video courseware. He can listen to it as many times as he wants.
But the surprise Tang Lingwu gave him was not just this.
"He Luo also provided an explanation for those words and sounds that Professor Liu couldn't determine the meaning of."
"What?"
"A spell."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Fa immediately understood: "Curse?"
"Those runes are closely related to the spiritual symbols we know about. We can even say that they originated from the same source. However, we never knew that runes could be read."
That's true.
Since he entered Taoism, the talismans in the Xuanwei Realm were all drawn, without sound.
"That's why we can't completely decipher it. If we treat it as a spell and separate everyday language from the spell..."
Professor Liu, standing by, clapped his right fist against his left palm, suddenly realizing, "That's right! We always thought he was communicating with the audience when he preached, but that's not necessarily the case!"
"That's right. According to He Luo's analysis, only 30% of it is what we call everyday language, which is used to communicate with others." Tang Lingwu nodded. "The remaining 70% is not actually language. We can think of it as a kind of chanting."
"Or rather, these chants are his way of speaking to the endless heavenly way. They don't even conform to any grammatical rules and are beyond the comprehension of modern linguistics."
Zheng Fa listened and nodded slightly. This made it understandable why modern scholars had spent so much time and effort trying to decipher the ancient language.
It's not really a language at all.
Mixing curse words with everyday language doubles the difficulty of research for Professor Liu and his team.
"Heluo has initially compiled two sets of dictionaries."
Tang Lingwu tapped on the tablet, and two files appeared on the screen in front of them.
"This is a dictionary of commonly used characters from ancient times. It contains over 2,000 characters used by Taoist Hongjun, and it can be supplemented in the future."
"This is a spell dictionary. It contains the pronunciations of over 6,000 spells."
Zheng Fa looked at the two documents, but his eyes were all on the talisman dictionary. He took the tablet from Tang Lingwu, opened the talisman dictionary, and was shocked.
There are many talismans on it, which are very similar to the talismans on the Qiankun Ding and the altar!
…
In the Nine Mountains Realm.
Senior Sister Zhang looked at the two dictionaries copied by the Emperor of Heaven, and then looked at the Qiankun Cauldron.
"You mean, you think the Qiankun Ding is a... ritual vessel?"
"According to the interpretation of these two dictionaries, the runes on the Qiankun Ding are a kind of sacrificial ritual."
"Only after offering sacrifices to the Heavenly Dao can the magic weapon be transformed from acquired to innate." The Emperor of Heaven thought for a moment and said, "The most important function of the talisman should be this - praying to the heavens, or in other words, communicating directly with the Heavenly Dao."
To put it bluntly, after confirming the existence of the talisman, he understood the function of this thing - the talisman is not used for fighting, its greatest function is actually to perform various rituals.
The altar of the original demon ancestor was like this, and so was the Qiankun Ding. Even looking back now, the oracle bone inscriptions left over from the Shang Dynasty ceremonies might be similar to it.
(End of this chapter)
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