Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

After slowing down time, Rosen stopped talking.

In this quiet space, Luo recites the Sanskrit...

In Lo's eyes, each of the complex Sanskrit compositions has a broad meaning.

The more complex the structure, the wider the meaning.

In ancient times, countless translators, almost every translator, have had to strangle their brains and exclude other ambiguities in determining meaning.

Every time a word is deciphered, dozens of ambiguities are often excluded, and the difficulty of deciphering Sanskrit is naturally surprising.

And Rosen seemed to have a natural natural gift, he was able to eliminate other ambiguities in Sanskrit for a moment, so some slightly simpler Sanskrit, he could almost read it out in one breath.

But these two Sanskrit languages are far more complex than others, and each structure contains as many as a thousand ambiguities!

Capturing the right meaning from thousands of ambiguities is simply impossible for the vast majority of translators.

So the Eastern Emperor himself can't decipher Sanskrit in yellow paper.

Luo Xin has grown up so far, although he is still intransigent, but once immersed in something is also extremely serious.

A time...

Two hours…

One day…

Two days...

For six days in a row, Rose read almost untouched, staring dead at Sanskrit, his eyes filled with blood silk.

Under the high-speed motion of the mind, the power of the soul is also greatly consumed. In the process, Luo Zheng also gave him several Dan pills to increase the power of the soul.

In six days, he hasn't deciphered a word, but is trying to find the connection and the law!

Day 7…

Rose suddenly flashed a light as she read her otherwise tired and dim eyes!

Every structure in Sanskrit has thousands of ambiguities. Hundreds of thousands of structures are combined. The ambiguities hidden therein are multiplied by each other, for fear of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of species. In this vast ambiguity, Lo Chang finally captured that slight pattern!

Through this pattern, Rose reads in combination with other compositional inferences, hidden within the Sanskrit language, revealed a little bit.

“That should do it!” Lo chanted Xi, then he said: "This Sanskrit is the first six Sanskrit languages...”

Speaking of which, he reads out...

Koro had just recited four words, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Just as Loren was still confused, an invisible sword burst out of his heavenly lid and directly crossed the line of Lorenzo's arrangement!

The time flow rate within and outside the junction is different. Under the friction of the two time flow rates, there is a little halo...

At the same time, he turned his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

“Read! ”

Luo Zheng saw this scene and his face changed.

As the master of this world, how powerful is Rosenfeld's control over the world in his body?

He drew the line, even the more talented and higher evil god, is also arbitrarily imprisoned, but the sincere breath he just released just broke the line...

The power of this sincere aura is actually very small, it's just incredibly sharp!

Though not weak, Rose's soul is simply irresistible!

At the moment when Luo recited the fall, the quiet rain butterfly in Xianfu suddenly opened his eyes and a slight panic appeared on his face.

In order to ensure the safety of Lo Xian, Ning Rain Butterfly asked the Lo Xin gang to make a life lamp.

Lo reads the moment of coma, she naturally knows.

“Click…”

She suddenly crushed a symbol, and when it broke, a symbol hung between Rosen's waist also broke, and both space doors appeared beside Ning Yu Butterfly and Rosen.

Ning Rain Butterfly crossed that door and saw her faint and read again. She shouted in panic, "Read! What's wrong with you!”

Luo Zheng stretched his hand over the heavenly lid of Luo, perceived it for a moment and said in a low voice: “His soul was cut in half...”

“What! What should we do?” When the rain butterfly heard this, the colour of the flowers suddenly faded.

Rosen did not speak, he was perceiving the degree of damage to Rosen's soul.

The plasticity of the soul is far greater than that of the flesh, so many people can chop their own soul, creating a soul split, but be very careful in the process of chopping themselves, a little carelessness can cause irreversible damage to the soul.

The energy of the sincere breath just now is very small, cut the soul of Luo Xian in half, but it does not hurt the soul's fundamentals, even if there is damage, the problem is not great.

And under the perception of Luo Zheng, halved souls have begun to merge with each other...

“It shouldn't be a big problem," Luo Xuan consoled, “Let's go back to Xianfu...”

When Luo Zheng's head moved slightly, the three men disappeared in place and instantly appeared in the Immortal Palace.

That was a real shock.

The sincerity of cultivation can indeed put great pressure on the soul.

But under those pressures, at best, it's just impossible to insist on reading, faint past, and it's impossible to read.

Though the consolation of the rain butterfly is not a major obstacle, the rain butterfly will still settle down for a while, so dangerous things should not be allowed to be involved.

Rosen could only smile with bitterness, and he understood his wife's nervousness.

Until half an hour later, Luo Xianfang woke up slowly, and Ning Rain Butterfly was relieved.

When Luo pronounced himself awake, there was no pain. His first concern was the yellow paper, “Dad... this thing is more dangerous than the natural meaning of the law. I'm afraid I can't read it, but I can write it. ”

In the divine domain, Lo Xian also used this method to write about the natural sincerity.

The true meaning of Dao itself is a special “rhythm”, reading according to this “rhythm” can touch the power in the sea of true meaning, as long as it does not think according to this “rhythm” and dismantle the words separately, the problem is not great.

“What else... I almost lost my life!” Ning Rain Butterfly said dissatisfied.

“I can't do that. I couldn't easily decipher it!” It took a lot of thought to decipher the Sanskrit language, and he was naturally reluctant to pay off the fruits.

Then Lo recited the pen and dipped the ink, and continued to point against the Sanskrit on the yellow paper, starting to write word for word...

For the sake of safety, Lo recites each word, covering it with a black cloth, avoiding that sharp breath again because of the association between the front and back words.

One hour later, Luo Reading Fang finished writing, and the whole process was very smooth.

He cautiously rolled up the page and handed it to Luo Zheng. At the same time, he cautiously said to Luo Zheng: "Daddy... although he doesn't know what this is, if he wants to practice, he also needs to be cautious and careful! ”

In the face of his son's orders, Luo Zheng was also very touched, and the boy practiced in his own world and did grow a lot.

“Don't you want a reward this time if you're so bothered?” Rosen asked suddenly with a smile.

“Reward…” said Luo, winking suddenly: "If Lingya and I are very successful, can we let ourselves out of the world? ”

Linya is the flowering virgin.

Now in the world of the body, strength is at its peak...

If you want to go any further, you can only choose to leave here.

As soon as the rain butterfly heard this, his face immediately grew heavy and he objected: “No! ”