This is not Sanskrit in the general sense, it is extremely ancient. It should be the ancient talisman from the source of this kind of writing. It cannot be verified and is the prototype of Sanskrit.
Therefore, it is difficult to translate accurately.Yang Xiao asked a friend to ask an authoritative Sanskrit verb examiner in India to crack it, and then he barely translated a general idea.
This is the prototype of Sanskrit, but it has several meanings because it is too different from Sanskrit in later generations. The few words contain multiple meanings, which makes people feel extremely troublesome.
The perfection of awareness and action is one of the translations.
The door of wisdom is the second possible meaning.
The sacred object that opens the way of heaven and earth is the third translation method, the most peculiar and confusing.
Ye Fan was stunned and had to be shocked. This inconspicuous little stone Buddha seemed to have a great background and beyond imagination!
The first meaning is perfect in enlightenment and practice, which is obviously about Buddha.
Self-awareness, other awareness, and perfection of awareness are these three realms.
For ordinary people, there are no three realms.
Bodhisattvas, when they reach the second realm, awaken themselves and teach sentient beings.
Only the Buddha has achieved perfection and eliminated the ignorance of the dust and sand of views and thoughts.
The second meaning is the door of wisdom. This is a general statement, and there is also a line of translation comments. It is really about opening a door.
It is suspected to lead to Lingshan.
This annotation is more surprising than the original translation. Ye Fan was moved. He had just returned from the Tibetan area and felt a vast fluctuation in an instant, not as weak as Mount Sumeru.
From the Posa World to Lingshan, this is a shocking comment, very mysterious. Can this little stone Buddha really be connected to a secret place?It makes people think deeply.
The third meaning opens up the holy objects of the great way of heaven and earth. This statement is very mysterious, just a vague translation, and even the translator himself cannot grasp it and does not explain it too much.
Ye Fan was shocked and puzzled. He didn't expect to bring back this little stone Buddha so mysteriously. Why was it left in an uninhabited area at that time, like a discarded person?
Yang Xiao looked weird, and it would be fine in general Sanskrit. This kind of ancient talisman is hard to see in India. There are only one or two national treasure-level objects engraved on them. I asked him how he got it, and with kindness and careful reminder, the country has very strict supervision of cultural relics.
Ye Fan was helpless. Since he gave out a few small gifts, Yang Xiao judged that it had a history of more than two thousand years, and probably regarded him as a reselling cultural relics.
Xu Qiong gave Ye Fan a mobile phone to help him store his number.After many years, Ye Fan was stunned and a little uncomfortable with holding this communication tool again.
Living in the world naturally requires money. No matter what you do, the things on him are too amazing, and any one you show up will cause a lot of trouble.
There was no way, he took out a jade bottle of mutton fat, wiped off the Taoist marks and divinity on it, pinched it into dozens of pieces, and handed it to Xu Qiong, asking her to send a relationship to help the auction.
Although Xu Qiong was mentally prepared, he was still surprised to see such a piece of spiritual jade without any flaws being destroyed like this.
When she commissioned her to go to the auction, during the appraisal process, the master beat her chest and stamped her feet, feeling extremely heartbroken, saying that this was a crime. Such a treasure was broken. This was an immeasurable loss in the jade industry, and it was a crime.
Xu Qiong was numb. She had seen Ye Fan burning a bunch of more mysterious treasures in the cemetery, which was almost dreamy!
The few ornaments she carried on her were even more strange, and her flesh and blood, flesh and bones seemed to be baptized every day.
Ye Fan put away his sadness and did some things he should do, and visited the family of his former classmates. If he needed help, he would definitely take action.
Half of the classmates buried the bones of the ancient star more than 20 years ago, and the others were lost in the Beidou Star Domain. After so many years, he was the only one who came back alive.
But the hearts of parents in the world.
When a white-haired person gives away a black-haired person, it is a kind of grief. Even after many years, some families have not yet come out of the shadow.
In that era, most families were only children, and losing children was equivalent to losing everything.
Ye Fan sighed softly, the tragedy was not only played out in his family, but several elderly people he found had already passed away.
More than 20 years have passed, and most of these elderly people are in their seventies or eighties. In this era, medicine has made considerable progress. This is really not a long life, it is nothing more, and it is difficult to cure heart disease.
When he was in Beidou, Ye Fan and Liu Yunzhi were mortal enemies, but they were not related to their family affairs. After returning, he also went to Liu Yunzhi, Wang Yan and Li Changqing's home. If he needed care, he would not stand by.
Most families have good material living conditions, but only a few have some difficulties. What really bothers them is the scar in their hearts, especially in their old age.
Ye Fan couldn't help with this. He had no way to resurrect those people, let alone bring back a few still alive people.
All he could do was put spiritual medicine into their diet secretly, strengthen their muscles and bones, wash their flesh and blood, and extend their life span, and then find ways to change their living conditions.
However, he didn't know if this was right. Even though his life span increased, he was not happy in his heart. Is this good or bad?
There are still a few people who can come back... Ye Fan murmured to himself, and then sighed softly.
The five-color altar was deep in the ancestral temple of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and endless monks rushed in to compete for the Green Cauldron, Immortal Sutra, etc., which was extremely dangerous. Even he could not be sure that he could come back at that time, and what he did was nothing more than hard work and struggle.
At that time, he and Pang Bo did not bring Zhang Wenchang and Liu Yiyi with him. They wanted to make a decision after confirming whether there was any danger, so as to avoid the two of them from taking risks with them.
In fact, they found the coordinates of the earth in the ancestral temple and handed them over to the Heihuang and the others as soon as possible. At that time, they can hand over to Liu Yiyi and Zhang Wenchang and cross back to the earth.
Maybe somebody will come back in many years...
However, Ye Fan didn't know that after he left, Huang appeared, and the only divine formation leading to the altar was destroyed by him.
Without that teleportation array, it would be almost impossible to enter the ancient forbidden land and climb the five-color altar with its own strength. Crossing the sky became a legend.
Why Pang Bo suddenly left is still a mystery for Ye Fan, and he has never solved it, but he believes that there must be some irreversible reason.
Most of the classmates' families were found. He did everything he could, and even did not hesitate to shock the world, curing the critically ill person and resurrecting it.
When Ye Fan went to find Zhang Wenchang's family, he was filled with mixed feelings. He still remembered that at the other end of the starry sky, Zhang Wenchang was sad. He was a man in his twenties, with a look of an old man in his sixties or seventies, with poor qualifications, and was often bullied by his fellow disciples, and was called a half-waste old man.
In the end, I was squeezed out to open a tavern to live. I was dull all day long, as if I had no soul, and I was bullied silently.
Ye Fan was furious and killed ten times, killing many people, and finally sent him to Taixuan Zhuo Peak, which finally changed his destiny.
However, he knew that Zhang Wenchang was not happy, and was depressed inside. He always missed his parents. He still remembered the scene when he was drunk again when he was lying on the table and cried bitterly.
When I left, my wife was pregnant and our baby was about to be born. When she needed me the most, I disappeared and came here...
Those sad words were still in my ears, and Ye Fan shook his head vigorously.
More than 20 years have passed, and Ye Fan met Zhang Wenchang's parent-child. The two looked very similar, which made Ye Fan lose his mind. It would be great if Zhang Wenchang was here. The child he had been thinking about day and night had already been born.
Father and son are by nature, and this young man is not very talkative, but he is keen on his mind. He calls out his name when he sees him.
I have seen you, and my father left a photo of you. Are you...Is my father still alive?He asked in shock and impatiently.
Ye Fan nodded, happy for Zhang Wenchang and sad for him. His wife loved him very much. She gave birth to this child and did not abandon his elderly parents.
My stepfather is an orphan, and my mother married him to just be better for me and to pay homage to my grandparents.
Ye Fan heard this and felt mixed feelings. While comforting Zhang Wenchang, he was also sad for him.
My father disappeared, but I know that my mother must have had a good relationship with him back then. She has never forgotten it for so many years, and she occasionally stares alone in a daze.
There are too many helplessness in this world and you cannot choose again in life. Zhang Wenchang has left this world, and these can only make people regret and powerless.
My stepfather is a good person and is very nice to me, my mother, grandparents, and the whole family is... quite happy.
Zhang Yi burst into tears, but was very rational. He did not cry and scream, asking his father over and over again about every detail of that world.
When he heard Ye Fan telling his father's dissatisfaction, crying after being drunk, shouting that he missed his wife and children, and feeling sorry for them, Zhang Yi cried and choked and said: Although he had never raised me, I don't blame him because he couldn't do anything about it, and he didn't deliberately leave us alone.Actually, I miss him very much, because my mother said that others are really good.The wrong thing is just the starry sky, just fate.
Ye Fan patted his shoulder and said nothing. All he could do was tell the truth.
Are you an immortal? Can you take me to see him?Zhang Yi asked hopefully.
Ye Fan shook his head and said: I can't even go back.Today, I have said too much. Your life is good now. I shouldn’t disturb your tranquility. I will erase some of your memories in a while.Happiness, peace, and happiness, I think this is what your father wants to see the most.
No, you can't do that!A middle-aged woman walked over excitedly.
This is Zhang Wenchang's wife. Ye Fan looked up and felt that she was coming, not surprised.
You have no right to erase our right to know. No matter what the future is, no matter what the result is, this is a precious memory in our hearts!Zhang Wenchang's wife said with tears.
Ye Fan had seen her several times and even went to their wedding banquet. In a blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, but things have changed.
Ye Fan, you and Wenchang are good friends. Can you really be cruel to let us be ignorant and everything is wiped out?You know, what a precious memory these are for us!Zhang Wenchang's wife cried.
Yes, these will not disturb our lives and cannot cut off these memories.Zhang Yi stepped back and supported his mother.
Ye Fan didn't know how to leave, and walked silently all the way. He did not kill the memories of the mother and son. They were right, that was too ruthless and they had the right to know.
When he left, he left some small objects and two bottles of spiritual medicine. He didn't know what else he could do.
The pleasant ringtone of the cell phone rang, and it was called by Xu Qiong. When he pressed the answer button, he just put it in his ears, Ye Fan woke up on the spot. He changed his color and said: What, you mean Pang Bo...
Therefore, it is difficult to translate accurately.Yang Xiao asked a friend to ask an authoritative Sanskrit verb examiner in India to crack it, and then he barely translated a general idea.
This is the prototype of Sanskrit, but it has several meanings because it is too different from Sanskrit in later generations. The few words contain multiple meanings, which makes people feel extremely troublesome.
The perfection of awareness and action is one of the translations.
The door of wisdom is the second possible meaning.
The sacred object that opens the way of heaven and earth is the third translation method, the most peculiar and confusing.
Ye Fan was stunned and had to be shocked. This inconspicuous little stone Buddha seemed to have a great background and beyond imagination!
The first meaning is perfect in enlightenment and practice, which is obviously about Buddha.
Self-awareness, other awareness, and perfection of awareness are these three realms.
For ordinary people, there are no three realms.
Bodhisattvas, when they reach the second realm, awaken themselves and teach sentient beings.
Only the Buddha has achieved perfection and eliminated the ignorance of the dust and sand of views and thoughts.
The second meaning is the door of wisdom. This is a general statement, and there is also a line of translation comments. It is really about opening a door.
It is suspected to lead to Lingshan.
This annotation is more surprising than the original translation. Ye Fan was moved. He had just returned from the Tibetan area and felt a vast fluctuation in an instant, not as weak as Mount Sumeru.
From the Posa World to Lingshan, this is a shocking comment, very mysterious. Can this little stone Buddha really be connected to a secret place?It makes people think deeply.
The third meaning opens up the holy objects of the great way of heaven and earth. This statement is very mysterious, just a vague translation, and even the translator himself cannot grasp it and does not explain it too much.
Ye Fan was shocked and puzzled. He didn't expect to bring back this little stone Buddha so mysteriously. Why was it left in an uninhabited area at that time, like a discarded person?
Yang Xiao looked weird, and it would be fine in general Sanskrit. This kind of ancient talisman is hard to see in India. There are only one or two national treasure-level objects engraved on them. I asked him how he got it, and with kindness and careful reminder, the country has very strict supervision of cultural relics.
Ye Fan was helpless. Since he gave out a few small gifts, Yang Xiao judged that it had a history of more than two thousand years, and probably regarded him as a reselling cultural relics.
Xu Qiong gave Ye Fan a mobile phone to help him store his number.After many years, Ye Fan was stunned and a little uncomfortable with holding this communication tool again.
Living in the world naturally requires money. No matter what you do, the things on him are too amazing, and any one you show up will cause a lot of trouble.
There was no way, he took out a jade bottle of mutton fat, wiped off the Taoist marks and divinity on it, pinched it into dozens of pieces, and handed it to Xu Qiong, asking her to send a relationship to help the auction.
Although Xu Qiong was mentally prepared, he was still surprised to see such a piece of spiritual jade without any flaws being destroyed like this.
When she commissioned her to go to the auction, during the appraisal process, the master beat her chest and stamped her feet, feeling extremely heartbroken, saying that this was a crime. Such a treasure was broken. This was an immeasurable loss in the jade industry, and it was a crime.
Xu Qiong was numb. She had seen Ye Fan burning a bunch of more mysterious treasures in the cemetery, which was almost dreamy!
The few ornaments she carried on her were even more strange, and her flesh and blood, flesh and bones seemed to be baptized every day.
Ye Fan put away his sadness and did some things he should do, and visited the family of his former classmates. If he needed help, he would definitely take action.
Half of the classmates buried the bones of the ancient star more than 20 years ago, and the others were lost in the Beidou Star Domain. After so many years, he was the only one who came back alive.
But the hearts of parents in the world.
When a white-haired person gives away a black-haired person, it is a kind of grief. Even after many years, some families have not yet come out of the shadow.
In that era, most families were only children, and losing children was equivalent to losing everything.
Ye Fan sighed softly, the tragedy was not only played out in his family, but several elderly people he found had already passed away.
More than 20 years have passed, and most of these elderly people are in their seventies or eighties. In this era, medicine has made considerable progress. This is really not a long life, it is nothing more, and it is difficult to cure heart disease.
When he was in Beidou, Ye Fan and Liu Yunzhi were mortal enemies, but they were not related to their family affairs. After returning, he also went to Liu Yunzhi, Wang Yan and Li Changqing's home. If he needed care, he would not stand by.
Most families have good material living conditions, but only a few have some difficulties. What really bothers them is the scar in their hearts, especially in their old age.
Ye Fan couldn't help with this. He had no way to resurrect those people, let alone bring back a few still alive people.
All he could do was put spiritual medicine into their diet secretly, strengthen their muscles and bones, wash their flesh and blood, and extend their life span, and then find ways to change their living conditions.
However, he didn't know if this was right. Even though his life span increased, he was not happy in his heart. Is this good or bad?
There are still a few people who can come back... Ye Fan murmured to himself, and then sighed softly.
The five-color altar was deep in the ancestral temple of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and endless monks rushed in to compete for the Green Cauldron, Immortal Sutra, etc., which was extremely dangerous. Even he could not be sure that he could come back at that time, and what he did was nothing more than hard work and struggle.
At that time, he and Pang Bo did not bring Zhang Wenchang and Liu Yiyi with him. They wanted to make a decision after confirming whether there was any danger, so as to avoid the two of them from taking risks with them.
In fact, they found the coordinates of the earth in the ancestral temple and handed them over to the Heihuang and the others as soon as possible. At that time, they can hand over to Liu Yiyi and Zhang Wenchang and cross back to the earth.
Maybe somebody will come back in many years...
However, Ye Fan didn't know that after he left, Huang appeared, and the only divine formation leading to the altar was destroyed by him.
Without that teleportation array, it would be almost impossible to enter the ancient forbidden land and climb the five-color altar with its own strength. Crossing the sky became a legend.
Why Pang Bo suddenly left is still a mystery for Ye Fan, and he has never solved it, but he believes that there must be some irreversible reason.
Most of the classmates' families were found. He did everything he could, and even did not hesitate to shock the world, curing the critically ill person and resurrecting it.
When Ye Fan went to find Zhang Wenchang's family, he was filled with mixed feelings. He still remembered that at the other end of the starry sky, Zhang Wenchang was sad. He was a man in his twenties, with a look of an old man in his sixties or seventies, with poor qualifications, and was often bullied by his fellow disciples, and was called a half-waste old man.
In the end, I was squeezed out to open a tavern to live. I was dull all day long, as if I had no soul, and I was bullied silently.
Ye Fan was furious and killed ten times, killing many people, and finally sent him to Taixuan Zhuo Peak, which finally changed his destiny.
However, he knew that Zhang Wenchang was not happy, and was depressed inside. He always missed his parents. He still remembered the scene when he was drunk again when he was lying on the table and cried bitterly.
When I left, my wife was pregnant and our baby was about to be born. When she needed me the most, I disappeared and came here...
Those sad words were still in my ears, and Ye Fan shook his head vigorously.
More than 20 years have passed, and Ye Fan met Zhang Wenchang's parent-child. The two looked very similar, which made Ye Fan lose his mind. It would be great if Zhang Wenchang was here. The child he had been thinking about day and night had already been born.
Father and son are by nature, and this young man is not very talkative, but he is keen on his mind. He calls out his name when he sees him.
I have seen you, and my father left a photo of you. Are you...Is my father still alive?He asked in shock and impatiently.
Ye Fan nodded, happy for Zhang Wenchang and sad for him. His wife loved him very much. She gave birth to this child and did not abandon his elderly parents.
My stepfather is an orphan, and my mother married him to just be better for me and to pay homage to my grandparents.
Ye Fan heard this and felt mixed feelings. While comforting Zhang Wenchang, he was also sad for him.
My father disappeared, but I know that my mother must have had a good relationship with him back then. She has never forgotten it for so many years, and she occasionally stares alone in a daze.
There are too many helplessness in this world and you cannot choose again in life. Zhang Wenchang has left this world, and these can only make people regret and powerless.
My stepfather is a good person and is very nice to me, my mother, grandparents, and the whole family is... quite happy.
Zhang Yi burst into tears, but was very rational. He did not cry and scream, asking his father over and over again about every detail of that world.
When he heard Ye Fan telling his father's dissatisfaction, crying after being drunk, shouting that he missed his wife and children, and feeling sorry for them, Zhang Yi cried and choked and said: Although he had never raised me, I don't blame him because he couldn't do anything about it, and he didn't deliberately leave us alone.Actually, I miss him very much, because my mother said that others are really good.The wrong thing is just the starry sky, just fate.
Ye Fan patted his shoulder and said nothing. All he could do was tell the truth.
Are you an immortal? Can you take me to see him?Zhang Yi asked hopefully.
Ye Fan shook his head and said: I can't even go back.Today, I have said too much. Your life is good now. I shouldn’t disturb your tranquility. I will erase some of your memories in a while.Happiness, peace, and happiness, I think this is what your father wants to see the most.
No, you can't do that!A middle-aged woman walked over excitedly.
This is Zhang Wenchang's wife. Ye Fan looked up and felt that she was coming, not surprised.
You have no right to erase our right to know. No matter what the future is, no matter what the result is, this is a precious memory in our hearts!Zhang Wenchang's wife said with tears.
Ye Fan had seen her several times and even went to their wedding banquet. In a blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, but things have changed.
Ye Fan, you and Wenchang are good friends. Can you really be cruel to let us be ignorant and everything is wiped out?You know, what a precious memory these are for us!Zhang Wenchang's wife cried.
Yes, these will not disturb our lives and cannot cut off these memories.Zhang Yi stepped back and supported his mother.
Ye Fan didn't know how to leave, and walked silently all the way. He did not kill the memories of the mother and son. They were right, that was too ruthless and they had the right to know.
When he left, he left some small objects and two bottles of spiritual medicine. He didn't know what else he could do.
The pleasant ringtone of the cell phone rang, and it was called by Xu Qiong. When he pressed the answer button, he just put it in his ears, Ye Fan woke up on the spot. He changed his color and said: What, you mean Pang Bo...
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