"Have a good journey."
"Protect yourself and pay attention to safety."
"Cangjie took more care of Xingtian, he is still a child."
……
In the land of the human race, Cangjie carried a jade slip and Xingtian carried a huge ax and left in the midst of everyone's farewells.
Cangjie's eyes were red, with tears glinting faintly. He left and came back again, and he didn't know when it would be.
I don’t even know if there is a return date.
Xing Tian was heartless and wanted to run away with the ax on his back, like a wild horse running wild.
In the void, Huang Long sighed with a look on his face.
Finally set off.
Cangjie, the ancestor of writing, let us shine with your brilliance.
"You would rather shirk it and leave the matter to Cangjie directly, because you don't want him to be a golden immortal." Nuwa's voice sounded.
"It is because he is the Golden Immortal that it is possible to create a universal language for all races. The human race is up to the human race. Sister, don't treat the human race as a giant baby. They are far better than you think. After all, they are perfect for you.
Made by myself." Huang Long smiled.
This road was difficult, but Cangjie succeeded, and a quasi-sage road was placed in front of him.
"Don't mention perfection." Speaking of perfection, Nuwa couldn't help but think of the time when she almost ran out of gas for perfection, and said with a little embarrassment.
"Yes. But, sister, believe me. Cangjie will not let you down. When he comes back, he will definitely shock the entire ancient world." Huang Long said.
"Do you want him to prove the Tao through literature?" Nuwa said.
"Absolutely. I bet that he will succeed. He can enter Taoism with words and add another quasi-sage to our human race. When he reaches perfection, as long as there are words in the world, he will be immortal." Huang Long said.
"You are obviously just a big man, but you say that others are expected to be quasi-sages. It is arrogant. But, I really believe you." Nuwa smiled, "However, if you do this, I am afraid that the senior brother and the eldest brother will cry."
"What's wrong? They said one hundred thousand years, but less than one hundred thousand years, so you can't bother me. Besides, I gave my eyes to Cangjie." Huang Longyi shrugged.
"My own eyes? Although those eyes are magical, they are definitely not as good as your current eyes. They were made by your mediation, right?" Nuwa said.
"Sister's wise eyes. But those are the divine eyes that I made with a drop of Yinglong's blood, bred with my bones and blood, and then cultivated with my sister's magical power of creation, which is the best in the world. Why are they not my eyes?" Huang Long defended.
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"You can just quibble. But I have a good command of mediating the creation, and there is no hidden danger in joining Cangjie's human body." Nuwa said with a smile. She was extremely satisfied to see Huang Long mastering his magical powers so well.
"My sister taught me well." Huang Long said with a smile. Human body modification is a traditional skill of his Yuqing lineage.
In the future Battle of the Gods, all of his junior brothers will show their talents.
Guangchengzi used seven beans to make Yin Jiao grow three heads and six arms; Qingxu Daode used two golden elixirs to bring Yang Ren back to life, and also made some changes, changing it into eyes and hands; Yun Zhongzi even used
Xian Xing made Lei Zhenzi, a good-looking and handsome young man, turn into a bird-man. As for Nezha, needless to say, he was transformed into a lotus flower with three heads and eight arms.
Oh, by the way, Taiyi's magic weapon has been taken away a lot by his master. If Nezha keeps being arrogant, will there be any magic weapon left?
Forget it, don’t care, I’m not my disciple anyway.
Nuwa looked pleased, but then said: "Who are you going to let each tribe weigh and measure these things?"
"Ah? Sister, do you understand me so well?" Huang Long looked surprised, so he knew I wouldn't do it?
"Otherwise?" Nuwa said.
Three things, two were thrown out.
The third thing, will you do it yourself?
"Let's see." Huang Long smiled slightly, and in the distance, pieces of black and yellow merit fell.
Nuwa looked up, piercing through the void, and immediately saw in the center of the crowd, an old Taoist with an immortal spirit looking around with a smile on his face.
"Randeng? When did your relationship with him get better?" Nuwa said in surprise.
"Always, he is our elder Yuqing, my dearest relative and friend." Huang Long said with a smile.
There is no way, the unified standard of merit is to fall on the Qiankun Ruler. This thing is the magic weapon of Ran Deng's enlightenment, and it is a pair with Dinghaizhu.
Huanglong is not easy to cheat.
Finally, simply give this merit to Ran Deng, which can be regarded as giving him some sweetness.
"When you say that, I suddenly feel worried about Ran Deng." Nuwa said.
"Sister, what are you saying? Fellow Taoist friend Ran Deng, if you are dedicated to serving the public, you will definitely achieve something. Give me a satisfactory answer sheet." Huang Long said.
Unless Ran Deng doesn’t want his performance and doesn’t want to hang out in Kunlun.
No, I don’t want to hang out in the wilderness anymore.
Dare to neglect the ethnic group created by Nuwa.
He really doesn’t want to live anymore.
And burning the lamp is afraid of death.
The words are divided into two parts. On the other side, Ran Deng is immersed in merit and virtue, which is full of incredible.
He was originally unwilling to be sent here by Huang Long.
But there is no choice, Huanglong has a big fist.
We also came up with a set of performance appraisals.
If the assessment fails to meet the standards, he will be kicked out of the mountain.
I am already prepared to suffer here.
As a result, it turned out to be meritorious.
Compared with this, this little hard work is nothing?
As long as the merit is sufficient, Ran Deng feels that everything is negotiable.
Looking at the admiring human race in front of him, Ran Deng was even more inspired. Among fame and wealth, he chose profit. If it interfered with the road, he could give up everything. But most of the time, he would not encounter these choices.
, so both fame and altruism are important!
This kind of worship and good reputation is what he needs.
At this moment, his face became a little more kind, and he determined the standards of weights and measures one by one.
Going deep into various tribes of the human race and chatting with the vassal tribes of the human race one by one, it can be said that it is like a fish in water. It has been like this for decades, which is quite comfortable.
Until one day, Taoist Zhunti came to visit.
"Zhunti?" Ran Deng looked surprised.
"Fellow Taoist Randeng, I haven't seen him for many days, and I never thought I would meet him here. I wonder how fellow Taoist Randen is doing in Kunlun now. Has he ever erased his name on the list of gods?" Taoist Zhunti came over with concern on his face.
The gentleness of the words is the most touching, making people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze.
If Zhunti was mentioned like this before he swore, Ran Deng would definitely be grateful. Even before he got the merit, compared with his experience in Kunlun being suppressed by Huang Long, he felt that Zhunti was good. But now, he is sullen.
He said seriously: "Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoist, but I am not related to you, so caring like this is too much."
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We are not familiar with each other, so don’t care blindly.
The smile on Taoist Zhunti's face froze. In Lingjiu Mountain, you don't have this attitude.
Since he became a quasi-sage, few people have spoken to him with this kind of attitude. However, whether it was a quasi-sage or a quick adjustment of his mentality, he said: "What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist? You and I talk about Tao and we feel like old friends at the first sight. Why are we so strange today? But
What did Pindao do to make fellow Taoists misunderstand?"
"It's not a misunderstanding. It's just that Pindao is now a disciple of Kunlun, and we still have to keep a distance from the West. We should also reduce our contacts in the future to avoid misunderstandings by Taoist Brother Huanglong." Taoist Ran Deng said with a serious face.
Please don’t contact me again, I’m afraid Huang Long will misunderstand!
"What do fellow Taoists mean by these words? How can the East and the West be divided into one another? The Taoist ancestors personally taught that we also have a great road in the West, a great road of cause and effect, and a road of disillusionment." The Taoist proposer was a little anxious, and he sowed countless seeds.
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But among these seeds, burning lamps is extremely important.
It can be regarded as cultivated carefully. He has a hunch that the way of burning lamps will be very important to the future of the West.
But now, here we go!
As he said that, the scripture in his hand changed, and he wanted to win over him again.
"Fellow Taoist Hu Tu, the way of the West is indeed mysterious, but I am from Kunlun. How can I still miss these ways? Fellow Taoist, please come back!" Ran Deng said with a cold face.
To be honest, Ran Deng is very greedy for Zhong Ti’s words.
After all, this is the way of two quasi-sages.
Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, and if you supplement them with things, they will definitely be extraordinary.
But not to mention he swore!
Just say, this attitude is wrong.
I, a great Luo, rejected him, but he, a quasi-sage, was so gentle. It was so abnormal, so there was a problem!
I guess I really want to drag myself to the West.
What a joke!
Where in the west can you compare with Kunlun?
Although Huanglong is indeed not a thing, Yuanshi just treats me as a decoration, but he has big fists and gives me a lot!
As for Zhunti?
You are a good person.
There will be someone more suitable for you than me.
So, don’t look for me!
Taoist Zhunti looked at Ran Deng's decisive expression with a puzzled look on his face. He felt that he had lost something, and it was more important.
And looking at such a strange lamp in front of him, Zhunti felt heartbroken, and all his initial investment was lost!
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