I might be a little strong

Chapter 170
Li He smiled and said: "It can be seen that you have carefully analyzed the words of Master Chen Tuan, but do you have some misunderstandings about the phrase 'swing the sword to break the floating clouds, and the princes will come to the west'?"

"The sixth son's literary talent is the best in the world."

"Why can't you read a line of poetry?"

Can't read a line of poetry?No, it's Li Yu who doesn't want to understand. How can there be people in this world who rely on personal force to determine the pattern of the world and determine the existence of hundreds of millions of people?
No matter how strong Zhao Kuangyin is, he has to retreat in the face of an army of [-].

Thirty years ago, Li Cunxiao in the later Tang Dynasty was strong enough, the congenital King Kong was invincible, and he treated him like nothing, but Li Keyong suspected him, and after poisoning him, he was still able to tear him apart.

There are always ways to deal with powerful enemies that cannot be dealt with head-on.

The overlords of Chu were all defeated at Gaixia, and Wujiang slayed himself.

Lu Zu and Li Taibai look at the world, and they can only indulge in the Jianghu. How can Li He end the troubled times by himself?In front of Qingliang Pass, he had eight thousand swords, could he really behead a million?
An army of millions is not as good as one person?
How could there be such a person in the world!

Li Yu's face gradually became dignified. He and Li He looked at each other for a while, then looked away, took a deep breath, and said, "I hope your Excellency is as you said."

"There will be a period later."

After clasping his fists and saluting, Li Yu turned and left, without trying whether Li He could really win a million by himself.

If the recruitment fails, Nantang will definitely have to think about how to deal with Li He in the future.

Li He didn't care about this.

If it is Hou Zhou and Khitan, Li He still expects to see what the other party can do, and Nan Tang, forget it.

After Li Yu's episode, Li He began to enjoy the breakfast in Tianshi Mansion. Generally speaking, the vegetarian restaurant in Shaolin Temple is the best among all the places.

It has to be said that from ancient times to the present, the economic awareness of Shaolin Temple has been stronger.

While eating steamed buns and meat porridge, Li He said, "Xiao Zhang, I'm here at Tianshi Mansion. One is to drink, and the other is to look at Taoist talismans. Can you give me two?"

While drinking porridge with pickled vegetables, the little celestial master said lazily, "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, so I will pick it up later."

"puff!"

The little Taoist priest who was eating breakfast couldn't hold back, and spit out all of a sudden. As Taoist boys, they practiced homework, learned Taoism, and copied talismans every day, but they couldn't even be sloppy.

As a result, you said you can pick it up casually?

Li He shrugged and said, "Here, your Daoist thinks it's outrageous."

The little celestial master served another bowl of porridge, and said indifferently: "That's because their realm is not enough. The essence of magic is to follow the words. The language of the ancients is the law, and the language of today's people can also be the law."

"Confucianism has the saying that heaven and man communicate with each other and communicate with heaven and earth. In fact, magic is similar, it is to mobilize the power of heaven and earth."

"The essence is to render the world with your mind."

"It's just that, just like Confucian articles, there are people who are talented in writing and write with spirit. The poems and poems in the articles can resonate with the world, and the awe-inspiring spirit can move the world."

"Spells also pay attention to 'literary talent'."

"If there is no literary talent, then they can only copy the model essays of the predecessors. Traditional talismans and incantations are such model essays. They can only follow the model essays, and they dare not make a slight difference."

"But if your mind is strong enough and your understanding of the world is deep enough, then you can do this..."

"Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, get up!"

Li He didn't feel any internal force, but the teacup in front of him slowly floated up with air currents, holding up the teacup...

Carol at the side looked interesting, and immediately imitated the sword-to-finger comparison, and said: "The Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, the wind is coming!"

sieve……

The wind is coming, but it's a passing wind. Knowing that she has failed, Carol sticks out her tongue, showing off her cuteness. Where has the little celestial master ever seen such a cute type, and immediately coughed in discomfort.

Li He glanced at him and said, "Is it the same for Fu Zhuan?"

The little celestial master was stunned for a moment, and said: "Uh, no, the current writing has no effect. It should probably be that our current writing is representational, while the ancient writing is phonetic."

"Tsk, I can't tell for a while, this is for you."

Little Tianshi took out a book from his sleeve, the title of the book was "Sanshan Talisman Seal Record".

He carries it with him, and it should be used for his own enlightenment on weekdays. Taoism is basically divided into two schools of Fuzhuan and Dandao. This "Sanshan Fuzhuanlu" not only includes Longhu Mountain, but also Maoshan and Hezaoshan. seal.

It basically covers all the contents of talismans.

While Li He was flipping through the pages, the old heavenly master was smiling and explaining the origin and nature of the talisman seals, talking about their reasoning and decomposition of the talisman seals in reality, and chatting about the current progress of rune technology in the Yan Empire.

Nowadays, the production of runes basically stays in the stage of manual production.

Because all the talismans are valid when written by humans, but they are invalid when reproduced by machines, which lacks the crucial link of "identification".

Rune table sound.

As a phonetic text in ancient times, the error tolerance rate of runes is very low. It is easy to misunderstand the meaning only by looking at the text. To express accurately, this requires the injection of subjective thoughts.

That is, the "feeling" contained in the text.

Let's take an example, if someone's surname is Yang, but when we use phonetic characters, we draw a poplar tree, which is actually not vivid. The correct one should be a sheep, and its sound is Yang.

"Yang, you eat", when this sentence is written down, it will be "sheep, plow teeth", and people will use the phonetic characters transformed from objects they have seen in daily affairs to record what they say.

There is too much ambiguity in this, and the "context" must be combined, otherwise it cannot be read accurately.

The so-called "emotion" and "context" are all mental fluctuations when the runes are carved, which actually reflects the spiritual strength of human beings in ancient times, which has reached the level of being able to distinguish mental fluctuations.

It can be regarded as a side confirmation of the existence of Honghuang, right?
If you want to mechanically re-engrave runes, you must establish big data analysis to decipher the built-in codes about mental fluctuations in a complete set of rune languages.

A single text is easy to interpret, but to form words, sentences...

The huge amount of content cannot be handled by the current quantum computer, and the forced interpretation is not worth the loss. It is better to wait until April, when the country's 4-qubit quantum computer is launched.

Approximately, at that time, we will know how long it will take to decipher the entire set of rune languages.

The old celestial master said many things directly, and the system would help to cover up the real content, so the little celestial master would not notice what Li He and the old celestial master said.

In the eyes of the little heavenly master, Li He was just reading books.

Until, Li He raised his finger to the little celestial master, and said softly: "Lei Gong help me."

boom! ! !
A bolt of lightning struck down in the clear sky. His whole body was scorched black and his hair was messed up. The little Heavenly Master breathed out the smoke in a daze, and complained, "How about you play Zhang Jiao? God is giving me face?"

(End of this chapter)