"Brother, can you decipher it?" Fang Yi looked at Peng Bin and asked.

"These jade slips should record the practice of practice." Peng Bin said: "There are seven volumes of jade slips, and I should be able to decipher some of them, but it takes time."

Peng Bin compared word by word, used his fingers to write and draw on the ground, occasionally pointing to one word and said to Fang Yi and the other two: "Look, this is the word 'yun', this is the word 'reel'..."

It took more than five days before Peng Bin finally translated one of the thousands of words of martial arts.

When the last few words were completed, Peng Bin suddenly stood up and said, "I understand..."

"What's wrong with me?" Fang Yi asked hurriedly when he saw Peng Bin's excited look.

"I finally know why we are here." Peng Bin took a deep breath and said, "This technique records the technique of breaking through the Nascent Soul Stage and entering the next realm."

"The ten small islands should be connected to the remains of ten ancient sects."

Peng Bin continued: "And all these sects have used special words without exception. By now, these words have long been lost. I am afraid that even the island owners of the three major islands will not be able to crack them, but they should know that these techniques will help the breakthrough in the Nascent Soul stage!"

"They want to break through the Nascent Soul stage."

Fang Yi had already understood this and said, "Deciphering words has nothing to do with the level of cultivation. They wanted to use the power of many cultivators to decipher these words. No wonder the cultivators who entered this place made a vow to report everything they saw, gains and knowledge."
Chapter completed!