Cangjie, who was trapped in shackles, frowned and kept thinking about the avenue.
Even when the void burst and a turtle as huge as a mountain appeared in front of him, Cangjie didn't pay attention at all. He was immersed in his own world, looking for his own wonderful words.
But not long after, many words suddenly appeared on the shell of this giant turtle, including dragon patterns and phoenix seals, shaman and god words, and almost all the words that appeared in the world appeared here.
Cangjie, who originally had blood-red eyes and was like a madman, suddenly saw so many words. For a moment, his eyes glowed. He didn't even care about where the turtle came from or whether it was dangerous.
He pounced directly on him, making the turtle spirit full of rage.
Tongtian told her that this belongs to the human race and is under the Huanglong Sect, and asked her to help the juniors.
She doesn't want to.
If she helps others, forget it. If she helps Huang Long, if she can refuse, she will refuse ten thousand times.
But Taojun Tongtian gave a death order. If he refused, he would not be his disciple, so he had no choice but to agree.
But I'm too lazy to speak, so I just close my eyes, expose the turtle shell, and do whatever you want.
The failure to succeed is also your fault and has nothing to do with me.
Thinking in her heart, Guiling suddenly felt a little itchy on her body. She found that Cang Jie was sketching on her body. She was immediately angry and about to have an attack. But suddenly, she felt that the literary aura on her turtle shell had become subtle.
He was suddenly startled by the change, with a doubtful look in his huge turtle eyes.
She had an extraordinary opportunity and carried dragon and phoenix seal scripts. Later, she relied on her own destiny to absorb many words, and she is expected to enter the Tao through words and realize the Tao.
But just because of these words, she has never been able to transform and has become an outlier in the sect. Now she actually has a chance?
Does Cangjie have this ability?
Full of surprise, the turtle spirit immediately stopped struggling and cooperated obediently, letting Cang Jie do whatever he wanted.
As long as I can transform this time, anything is easy!
The thunder in the sky intensified, seeming to be afraid of Cangjie's new words.
Day and night are reversed, and I don’t know how many days have passed.
When the Holy Mother Guiling was a little numb, Cangjie, who was like a withered man on her back, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, with a bold and unrestrained posture, which was indescribably comfortable.
Above the sky, there was even louder thunder, and there seemed to be countless wraiths wailing, and the faintly visible images of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other strong men from all races who had passed away.
Although they are dead, they vaguely feel that if this text comes out, it will have a dimension-reducing blow to their still existing kin.
But these filial piety cannot harm Cangjie in the slightest, let alone stop him.
Use your fingers as your pen and your own efforts as your ink.
Soon, a figure that looked like a slightly bent man appeared.
"The first word of human race is human!"
Cangjie roared loudly, his voice loud and clear, resounding thousands of miles away.
"The world is ignorant, the Taoist ancestors are benevolent, preaching in the purple sky, teaching and transforming living beings, there is the Holy Mother, the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty inherit the mantle, there is no distinction, there is no distinction, and they are taught widely, but the strong people of all races are selfish, they have to teach the Tao, and they are not willing to spread it to others.
, are aloof, arrogant and domineering, and ignore all the living beings at their feet. The human race is willing to care for the common people, bending down and bowing its head for all living beings."
As soon as the words came out, the rumbling thunder in the sky suddenly became smaller, and a kind old face was vaguely visible.
In the lofty mountains, Huanglong showed a happy smile.
My teachings were indeed not in vain.
In life, you must make full use of your own resources!
Don't be embarrassed, if you have a huggable thigh, you should hug it.
Daozu can be directly related to this, so don’t hesitate to use it.
As for praising virtues and praising virtues, that is even more necessary!
Although Daozu may not care, he may not be accepted, but we must not praise him.
At the same time, our intentions must be big and we must show that we are thinking about the world, not just the human race.
"This is the first name of the human race. The future is confused and full of thorns, but we, the human race, are willing to bear the burden and walk up the mountain. We will eradicate the demons who are high above and steal the power of the heaven and earth. We will climb the mountain and restore the clarity of the world."
Cangjie kept talking.
"The evolution of heaven and earth has its own inheritance. Pangu opened the sky, and three clans dominated the world. They established the order of the three clans of scales, birds, and beasts, and laid the path for the bloodline to rise; when the three clans declined, the emperor established the heaven to control time and regulate etiquette.
The Wood God spreads the witchcraft and leads all tribes, and they are all pioneers. However, words have limitations. We, the human race, also worship all the sages in this ritual, and we must inherit the past and usher in the future."
Cang Jie bowed again as he spoke, "The human race does not seek to dominate the ancient world, but to inherit the virtues of all races and carry forward the past and the future.
Chongshan, Huanglong kept nodding his head when he heard the words.
As expected, he is the founder of writing and an old cultural man.
A stooped person has come up with so many opinions.
After the words fell, the golden light on the turtle spirit shone, and the whole body of Cangjie shone with brilliance. Ancient and modern writings and totems of all races emerged one after another, trembling all over Cangjie. The immortal aura changed, breaking through the shackles and rising to the realm of Taiyi.
As for the turtle spirit on the ground, under this aura, the words on the turtle shell continued to change, showing its style. Finally, a new character "人" appeared on the turtle shell in the center. The avenues around the turtle spirit surged, continued to gather, and finally condensed.
In one place, the avenue shines brightly, comparable to the sun and moon.
The light shot into the sky, and the huge turtle that looked like a mountain disappeared and turned into a Taoist nun in green.
Looking at Cang Jie who was surrounded by thousands of words, her face was complicated. She helped Cang Jie achieve the Taiyi Dao Fruit, but Cang Jie helped her achieve Da Luo. It was said that she owed Cang Jie.
It's just that Cangjie is a disciple of Huanglong, so doesn't he owe Huanglong a favor?
In the high mountains, Huanglong also looked happy.
It’s finally done, even though it’s only one word.
But with a beginning, there will be further development.
When the Great Way of Letters is achieved, the human race will have its first quasi-sage other than the Human Emperor.
And if the words don’t die, they will be immortal.
The only wrong thing is that it is involved with the turtle spirit.
This junior sister has nothing like a turtle in her temperament, she is as fierce as fire, and she doesn’t deal with herself.
It just happened that it was his uncle who taught him personally. Although his uncle had more disciples, so he was not that concerned about the ordinary disciples, the four major disciples still cared about them. If something happened in the future, it would be difficult for him to take any measures.
But there is nothing we can do about it. We can’t let Cangjie have an accident.
And no matter how Guiling is, she is still a junior sister of Xuanmen, a die-hard loyalist of Xuanmen, and has little to do with the West.
It would also be good to enhance some Xuanmen strength.
That is, it seems that I accidentally trained two great Luo for my uncle.
A dark cloud and a turtle spirit.
There are currently four Daluo in the Shangqing lineage, but on the Yuqing lineage, there are only two Daluo, myself and Brother Nanji, and Ran Deng can only be regarded as supernumerary.
If Master knew about this, he would die.
Um...
Master wouldn’t know.
"Humph!"
Huang Long thought in his heart, a thunderous sound sounded in his heart, and his whole body was shocked.
It’s not good, Master knows.
What should I do? I’m going to die.
In the Yuxu Palace, on the bed of clouds, the three precious jade Ruyi in Yuanshi Tianzun's hand vaguely resembles a rattan whip.
It’s okay if you don’t come back for hundreds of years. It’s okay if you borrowed your uncle’s Four Swords of Zhuxian during the war, but it’s okay if you don’t come and borrow the Pangu Banner from your master.
But another one.
The eleven junior brothers and sisters below you are still just Taiyi.
Not a single big Luo.
You are in Yuqing and your heart is in Shangqing, right?
This chapter has been completed!