Immortality Cultivation Era

Liu Zhongyi is a disciple of Confucianism. Although Gao Ge is a student of Liu Zhongyi, it is not Confucianism.

It stands to reason that Gao Ge and the culture here should have no chance.

It is inexplicable that Gao Ge now began to devour the surrounding atmosphere.

This is not even possible for Confucian scholars such as Kongli and Liu Zhongyi, who are just like the eight classics.

Where to reason?

And Gao Ge slowly calmed down.

He himself was a bit worried about whether this Confucian culture would cause any trouble when entering his body, but soon he realized that the culture would soon merge with the star tree.

Originally, I first broke through the golden light barrier on this small island, and then played with this dragon for a while. The power of the stars in the body has been used almost, but now it starts to fill quickly, just like a mobile phone that is almost dead. At this time, the flash charger was connected.

Simply cool, don't want it.

"That's it, don't stop, hurry up..." Gao Ge meditated.

After reading a few words and feeling a little ashamed, I quickly changed my mind and continued to look at the words on the dragon.

Curiously, Gao Ge used to think that the text was messy, but now, the characters fall into his eyes but are pieced together into the complete content.

This is a very wonderful feeling.

The words are still those words and have not changed from beginning to end.

It's just now that the words in Gao Ge's eyes seem to be marked with a serial number.

"This is... wind, elegance, song..."

Gao Ge's pupils contracted suddenly: ""Book of Songs?"

Gao Ge really knows a bit about the Book of Songs.

After all, when I went to school, I secretly wrote a love letter to Meng Jing. I copied it from the Book of Songs. What is Guan Guan Judu, in the river continent?

To say something else, Gao Ge really doesn't know.

But the Book of Songs and Gao Ge can still be distinguished.

The difference is that when Gao Ge saw the content, a picture appeared in his mind.

...

Endless fields.

A man in a gray robe.

A cloudless sky.

The man pestered a walking stick with ornaments, which may be animal bones or stones, and there was a little fatigue on his face.

On the farmland, men, women and children are busy in the field. The weather may be cooler. Those people are laughing and working, showing a relatively relaxed state.

On Tiange, there were a few children, all of them five or six years old, six or seven years old.

They sat side by side, a pair of little feet soaked in muddy water, muddy water, muddy loach swimming.

Suddenly, someone started.

The pronunciation is a bit strange, and it is not the Mandarin that Gao Ge is now familiar with.

The official language of each dynasty is actually different. In the long river of history, the language keeps changing. Even if you look at it, hundreds of years ago, it was another tone, not to mention... thousands of years before.

The song was gentle and beautiful, and one by one began to echo, as if this was a song they knew well.

The man with a cane stopped. He looked up with a smile on his face and listened for a while with his ears closed. Then he took out the bamboo slips and began to record. If he encountered words that he did not hear clearly, he would step forward. Go, ask patiently, and then record again.

This is a long process.

In this process, the scene changes constantly.

He will also be a prince, a literary literati, and a trafficker...

Pieces of poetry were recorded and then arranged into volumes, which were widely circulated.

...

When Gao Ge opened his eyes again, those fonts seemed to become more familiar.

He originally thought that time should have passed for a long time. After all, it seemed to him that he had watched a movie.

However, when he came back to God, everything was still the same as before, and nothing seemed to change.

If something has to change...

That is the Yan Dragon under him, falling.

Gao Ge was surprised by this, but too late to think about it, Yan Long had already fallen.

Liu Zhongyi and others hurried up.

"Gao Ge, are you okay?"

Gao Ge shook his head.

What can I do for myself?

If you have to say something, it is that the "Book of Songs" you saw from Yan Long is a little weird. Even with the power of the stars in your body, it is probably due to the fusion of the style, and it seems that some subtle changes have occurred It is difficult to express this kind of change clearly in words. Before this, Gao Ge also experienced this once.

It was still at Sancheng Temple. Gao Ge succeeded in growing the lotus flower step by step. Later, he gained Buddhahood and became the Buddha of Sancheng Temple.

Cough, though, this identity has not brought enough benefits to Gao Ge so far...

Of course, everything can't just look at the benefits, Gao Ge is not such a superficial person.

"It's interesting that Yanlong looks at it. Can we take him away?" Yue Xincheng leaned forward and looked at Yanlong. "Hey, there seems to be words on it!"

"Can you see it?" Gao Ge smiled.

Yue Xincheng looked closer and shook his head: "Some words know, some don't, okay, actually I don't know much, I can only rely on Mongolia... what font is this?"

"This is the inscription, also called Zhong Dingwen. From the beginning of the Shang Dynasty, it was originally engraved on the bronze ware. Later, when Qin wiped out the six countries, the inscription was gradually replaced." Liu Zhongyi explained.

Hearing this, Gao Ge was a little surprised. He rubbed his eyes and looked closely. He still couldn't believe it, because in his eyes, the words on Yan Long's body were the most common simplified characters!

Is it for your own convenience?

But if so...

Isn't that too good to face?

Could it be that Zhuan Long also felt that he had no culture, and he certainly did not know Jin Wen?Haha, this is obviously looking down on yourself!

At this moment, the foot suddenly began to shake the mountain.

Gao Ge and others looked stunned.

Immediately, there was a rainbow of light, rushing straight.

When Guanghong landed on the ground, there was a loud noise, and a deep hole was left on the ground,

Yue Xincheng scattered his feet and looked over. As a result, his head just stretched out and suddenly a man drilled out of the deep pit.

"Lying trough!"

Yue Xincheng was taken aback, exclaimed subconsciously in his mouth, and stepped back and forth a few times. After he stood firm and looked at it, he was shocked.

"Kong... Kong Shan is long?!"

Gao Ge and others were equally stunned.

Originally, I came to Wenhai to find Kong Shanchang.

What they didn't expect was that Kong Shanchang came out without asking them now.

This is really a...

Little naughty?

Kong Shanchang's eyes were still a bit muddled, as if he could be inexplicably tired. His eyes flicked over Gao Ge and others, then stared at Zhuan Long lying on the ground for a long time, and finally he smiled.

"I knew you could do it."

This is what Gao Ge said.