The strongest talent tree

Chapter 518 Inscription
"Using grammar tricks?" Feng Hao said with a confused look on his face: "Don't make fun of me, I don't understand grammar."

"Hey~, it's just borrowing some features of grammar, not real grammar." Zhang Meng explained with a chuckle: "The biggest feature of grammar is that the imprint is simple and clear, and the detailed effects are all completed by inscriptions and artistic conception. Therefore, the boss can Use some simple inscriptions to cast [Shadow Slash]."

"But I don't understand inscriptions at all?" Feng Hao said with black lines on his head.

"It's okay, you don't understand, I understand." Zhang Meng curled his lips and smiled lightly: "Inscriptions are actually not difficult, and Shadow Slash only uses some simple inscriptions, so it is easy to learn."

"..." Feng Hao couldn't help but asked in astonishment: "I'm talking about Fatty, when did you even learn inscriptions?"

"What's so strange about this? Inscriptions and magic patterns are inherently connected. As long as you learn the magic patterns, you can learn the corresponding inscriptions."

"Damn, speak human language!"

Zhang Meng was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly and said, "How do you say this? Although inscriptions are the predecessor of today's hieroglyphics, in the early days of their birth, they were actually used to record magic patterns. In other words, today's characters and inscriptions are both It is derived from the magic pattern."

"Therefore, in essence, inscriptions are actually a kind of concrete magic pattern, which is why [Grammar] can mobilize the energy of heaven and earth through words."

"Although the inscriptions are not as good as the real magic lines in many aspects, they can replace the magic lines in many cases and achieve the effect of simplifying the arcane lines. I have to say that the wisdom of the ancient ancestors is indeed admirable, and they can create Such a magical inscription.”

Zhang Meng sighed and explained on the other side of [Tingshi].

But to Feng Hao's ears, it was no different from five thunderbolts, so much so that even his three views were impacted.

Inscriptions are the predecessor of today's hieroglyphs, and inscriptions are derived from magic patterns. He can understand these theories. The key is that he comes from the earth. In his impression, wasn't Chinese characters invented by Cangjie?

Could it be said that the legend of Cangjie coining characters is a fiction?There was no such person as Cangjie in ancient times?
In other words, this person did exist in ancient China, but he was not a real earthling, but an alien magician?

After careful analysis, Feng Hao felt that the latter was more likely. After all, he is no longer the stupid young man he was when he first crossed over. Even the earth was created by the ancestor in the sea of ​​consciousness, so it appeared in ancient China. Alien magicians are not impossible.

That being said, Feng Hao still felt strange. After all, it was not easy to overturn the existing knowledge.

He has always wondered why the universal language of the universe is Chinese instead of English.

Now it seems that the answer has been found, but I didn't expect to get this answer from my younger brother Zhang Meng.

"According to what you said, can you combine the secret method with words alone?" Feng Hao asked further.

"That's natural. This is how the original [Grammar] came about. But with the development of the times, the combination of magic patterns and inscriptions was gradually introduced." Zhang Meng explained in a logical way: "Actually, speaking carefully, today The [grammar] has a great advantage, because after that ancient catastrophe, the magic patterns were severely lost, but the inscriptions were relatively intact."

"Therefore, grammar is more comprehensive in terms of arcane malleability and diversity."

"Of course, the secret technique is only part of the strength. Whether it can be used depends on the magician himself." Zhang Meng smiled lightly, no longer entangled in this topic, and pulled back his thoughts and said: "The boss will definitely be someone who will do big things in the future, little brother. Although the strength is poor, I can still give you some advice in terms of magic patterns."

Feng Hao's body trembled, and warmth filled his heart because he could feel Fatty's sincere wishes.

"Okay, okay, you are just a big man, why are you sensationalizing!" Feng Hao narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said jokingly: "Hurry up and reconstruct these secret techniques. When I become famous in the future, I will definitely guide you. I’ll show off and take you flying.”

"Hehe, I was just waiting for your words." Zhang Meng grinned and began to reconstruct the four secret techniques while asking Feng Hao. …

Time passed, and several days passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Qianfeng Valley was already in a state of panic, for no other reason than that Elder Wenjian had been tortured by the poison to the point where he was no longer human.

In the Wenjian Hall, all members of the sect, men, women, old and young, all knelt down in front of Elder Wenjian, pleading hard.

But Elder Wenjian was as stunned as a stubborn donkey, sitting there cross-legged and not listening to anyone's persuasion at all.

Today's Elder Wenjian is just like Yu Xiaoxiao back then, with a dark complexion and a thin body. He has no trace of his former demeanor at all. He is obviously seriously ill, but he just can't leave his old face to find Feng Hao to detoxify him.

In the past few days, it has been difficult for him to suppress the toxicity in his body. While his vitality has lost the ability to recover, his energy and blood are falling every minute. In desperation, he can only use endless blood recovery pills to hang on.

"Elder, please do your best and come with us to the Dusk Kingdom~!" The owner of Qianfeng Valley cried bitterly and begged bitterly.

On the other side, Duguxiao and others also came to the scene and tried their best to persuade Elder Wenjian, but to no avail.

In fact, they didn't know about Elder Wenjian's situation in the first few days, and they didn't learn about it until the day before yesterday.

To be honest, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that Feng Hao's poison would be so powerful that even a master of enlightenment could not withstand it.

Seeing that Elder Wenjian didn't say a word, Yu Xiaoxiao clenched her fists unconsciously, bit her lips and suggested: "Valley Master, how about... let Feng Hao come in person?"

The employer of Qianfeng Valley was stunned, then patted his forehead and said urgently: "Why did you forget this incident? Xiaoxiao, please contact Feng Hao quickly and ask him to come to Qianfeng Valley immediately. If you have any requests, just ask him. .”

"Understood!" Yu Xiaoxiao nodded solemnly, and then began to contact Feng Hao.

However, just when she was about to contact Feng Hao, Elder Wenjian suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, directly blocking Yu Xiaoxiao's hearing stone fluctuations.

"Who told you to contact that kid?" Elder Wenjian roared angrily: "I don't need to—!"

"Elder, why are you doing this?" Everyone smiled bitterly: "Even if you want to save face, you can't live with your own body!"

It's okay if you don't mention this, but once you mention it, you will get angry.

"Don't worry about the old man, the old man can still hold on..."

Elder Wenjian's mentality exploded instantly, and he gritted his teeth and yelled angrily. Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, under the horrified gaze of everyone, he spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

"Elder—!"

Everyone in the audience was instantly panicked, and several alchemists and doctors hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation.

(End of this chapter)