Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The guards stared at the original Sanskrit in Luo Zheng's hand for a while.

The first guard to react looked at Rosen's eyes and respected them, pointing to Rosen's blue sheet of paper, and asked carefully, "Me, can I print a copy? ”

In Sanskrit on green paper, no important information was recorded, but Luo Zheng did not care, so he nodded his consent.

The guard did not expect Luo Xuan to say yes. He was overjoyed and quickly removed a pale yellow tablet from his body with thanks.

This piece of stone paints a simple divine pattern on the reverse side, with nothing on the front.

If you target someone on one side of the tablet and activate the miracle, you can print out what they look like.

It's not just the face that can be printed. If you aim at the mountain, you can print out the appearance of a mountain. If you aim at the river, you can tap the river, which is quite convenient to use.

So many true gods have a few pieces for printing some good golden Sanskrit...

After seeing the guard put the tablet in front of Zhongluo Zheng's hand with a fluctuation of energy, there was a hint of shine between the divine lines on the back of the tablet, and at the same time a Sanskrit appeared on the front.

“Eh, what is this, but it's interesting," Rosen saw the tablet and curiosity appeared on his face, something he had never seen before.

“This is Takuishi,” the guard laughed, "if we're in the same area, I can give you some. ”

Said the guard reached under his hand and had a pile of light-yellow stone in his hand, exactly what he called Takushi.

This stone originated in the sea beneath the trees, and the true gods cut the tablet from the bottom of the ocean, salvaged it, and cut it into thin pieces of stone, supplemented by divine prints, gained this peculiar ability.

However, there is a certain statute of limitations, and if a tablet leaves that ocean of wood for about two years, it will be completely ineffective.

So Takushi is not widely circulated in the divine domain. Naturally, Luo Xuan has not seen it.

Luo Zheng smiled slightly and took the pile of stones to him. After thanking him, he was ready to enter the city...

Who knows, I saw the guards before I even started, and dozens of real gods were staring at me.

They all looked at Luo Zheng with a pitiful look. They didn't have to say anything. Luo Zheng understood what they meant. These people wanted to print his original Sanskrit.

The vast majority of true gods may not have seen the original Sanskrit in their entire lives.

Who would let this opportunity slip away if this rare thing happened to them and Lorenzo was very generous and willing to be imprinted?

Forget about them, even the old men and young men in white on the walls have the urge to pull down their faces and open their prints at this moment!

“You… can print his Sanskrit,” said Rosenfeld, bowing his head.

Kung Fu has attracted so many people for so long, really let these people print it individually, I'm afraid he will never enter the city!

The atmosphere in this divine city of the Sword Nation is very peaceful.

Perhaps the reason why we are not attacking the land is that the true gods here have lost their temper and will not arbitrarily break out any disputes - even if there is a real conflict, we can only stare at each other and teach each other with our mouths at most.

In this way, if the true gods of the wood domain can devote more time to practice and understanding, they will be more indisputable than the rest of the world.

Because of the war, the streets on both sides of the city were filled with true gods from all over the divine domain.

The Sanskrit language, originally circulated as a commodity in the divine domain, was interpreted and even traded with each other in the Great Divine City.

In the original ancestral land, Luo Xuan had seen it.

Almost all of these people are now running to the woods, naturally not lively.

Along the way, the true God placed a stack of different shapes of golden Sanskrit on both sides of the transaction. Some road goods were randomly placed on the ground, while some rare golden Sanskrit was clamped with fine transparent jade tablets. In order not to be imprinted at will, the surface of the jade tablet was also vaguely processed. At a glance at the past, you can only see a roughly golden Sanskrit shape, which naturally prevents others from imprinted at will.

Seeing these eye-catching mysteries, Rosenberg suddenly became interested.

The contents of most divine lines are worthless and may take countless years to decipher, only a joy of emptiness is welcomed, so many true gods do not go to great lengths to decipher even if they hold some rare Sanskrit.

But this is not a problem for Loren.

Anyway, the kid cracked a Sanskrit as simple as eating and drinking water, and the uninformed person feared that he was born beyond the realm, so the ability to rebel against the sky need not really be wasted.

In case some Sanskrit has the true meaning, or even some strange and precious content, it makes a lot of money...

So Rosen thought, his eyes are like a knife sweeping down the road.

Behind Rosen, the old man and young man in white had quietly followed Rosen.

“He seems to want to buy some Sanskrit?” Young people are full of strange colors.

In their eyes, Luo Xuan is absolutely unusual. How can they be interested in these roads?

The old man in white shook his head, “I can't see him either. Maybe he's trying to pick up some of the colder Sanskrit? ”

“Pick up the leak? Are you kidding me, old man? It's not like you don't know what's good in these guys' hands, their rare Sanskrit is almost impossible to decipher, it's not worth much!” The young man smiled disdainfully.

The old man in white nodded slightly and looked at Rosen's back faintly and said: “For you and me, it is impossible to decipher, but maybe someone will...”

Soon, Luo Zheng's behavior was given to him by two people.

Rosen's footsteps suddenly stopped in front of a stall.

The staller was a dark middle-aged man with a fine layer of plush on his face.

There are a number of races in the divine domain besides humans, but once these races have become true gods, they are no different from ordinary humans unless they deliberately preserve the identity of their race.

The middle-aged man shrugged his head, half-crushed his eyes, seemingly without anger, but the shrugged eyes concealed a savvy colour.

In front of Rosen, there is a fine row of champagne boxes with a blurry golden Sanskrit on the surface of which there are as many as seven.

These golden Sanskrit...

When Rosen noticed the first golden Sanskrit, his heart jumped slightly.

This golden Sanskrit has been seen before.

Prepare to say, he has seen half of this golden Sanskrit in the Immortal Palace!

At that time, Rosen told Rosen that this golden Sanskrit should also be a sincere method...

Because there is only half the reason, even if it is deciphered, it is intermittent, so the true meaning of the path is intermittent, so there is no value in deciphering.

Now he sees this whole golden Sanskrit!

More importantly, Luo Xuan's taught method is naturally a group of six pieces, and the seven golden Sanskrit languages before this middle-aged man also appear to be a group!

“Is this also a complete set of true intentions?” Rosenfeld's heart jumped wildly.

Not far away, the elderly and young people in white saw the unrestrained excitement of Rosen, with a strange expression on their faces.

“I don't understand this stuff...”

“This guy is so thoroughly researched in Sanskrit, how can he not even know the Seven Sanskrits of Loshui! ”

Luo Shui Qi Sanskrit, that's the group of seven Sanskrit words.

The first appearance was in the seventeen divine epochs, on the western side of the divine domain, beside a famous river, "Lo Shui," which, after the appearance of the seven golden Sanskrit languages, caused a lot of vibrations in the divine domain.