After the quasi-Daoist finished speaking, he took the lead in making a move, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree brushed away, and the seven treasures of gold, silver, glass, crystal, clams, red beads, and agate emitted a shining treasure light, and brushed the five elements of thunder and lightning to the side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as the five elements of thunder and lightning hit the top of Cangjie's head about nine inches, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Cangjie was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew that someone was secretly helping, looking at a small green and crystal tree that suddenly flashed in the sky, and in his mind, a wave of enlightenment surged into his heart, "That's the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree of the Zhun Ti Sage!"

"Thank you, Sage Zhun Ti!" Cangjie said very gratefully.

Above the heavenly court, the quasi-Tidao people saw Cangjie's action of arching his hand, and heard his thanks, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and a smile came out, and a fresh breeze dispersed towards the heavenly court, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Quasi-Daoist, so calculating!" Taishang Laozi's heart moved, and he couldn't help but be very emotional.

"Senior brother has a good reputation!" "The quasi-Daoist smiled faintly and said softly: "Cangjie has contributed to heaven and earth, and the poor Dao acts like this, according to the will of heaven, how can he calculate?"

Lao Tzu shook his head and was speechless.

Yuan Shi Tianzun took a deep look at the Quasi-Daoist and the Daoist, his eyes flashed, and a ray of essence light bloomed; Tongtian Sect Master frowned tightly, although he seemed to be heroic, how could he be a saintly figure without a city government? Therefore, he didn't speak, just looked at the human race, and then, quietly looked at the patriarch of the hundred clans in the heavenly court, and seemed to have made up his mind.

Nuwa Niangniang didn't seem to hear it, her whole body was focused on the human race, her smooth forehead was as smooth as jade, wrinkled into a Sichuan shape, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

Her speech and demeanor on weekdays are very elegant, and at this moment, the melancholy style is on display, which is refreshing, but it does not change its peerless posture, and even the flowers are eclipsed.

In the midst of the flood, after Cangjie thanked the Zhun Tidao people, he no longer delayed, gathered a breath of air again, and shouted, the voice was loud, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, which could alert all beings, "'Hong!', 'Waste'!"

Rumble!

After the six characters of "heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang, Yu, and Zhou", two strange symbols appeared, hanging above the sky, clear and crystalline, the law was introverted, the divine light was pregnant, and the road was long.

Whew!

Two divine lights soared into the sky, with an indescribable sense of antiquity; with a click, there were two lightning bolts falling from the sky, one black and one white, intertwined with each other, containing the two qi of life and death, growth, prosperity, withering, and revealing a sense of reincarnation.

Bang bang!

The divine light collided with the black and white lightning, and the sound of Zizizi sounded, and finally, it turned into a piece of spiritual energy and dissipated.

Cangjie suddenly increased his speed, word after word appeared, hanging and falling; he seemed to be ruthless, regardless of the crisis, he shouted again and again, and every time he wrote a word, there was a divine light rushing to the sky, blocking the thunder punishment of the heavens.

The sun is in the sky, the moon is rushing into the sky, the wind is howling, the rain is like a waterfall, the thunder dragon is roaring, and the electricity is like a spark。。。。。。 One vision after another ascended to the sky, containing the law and the qi was powerful.

"The sun, the moon, the wind, the rain, the thunder, the lightning。。。。。。 People!"

It wasn't until the last word "human" that Cangjie stopped, his face was pale, sweat was like rain, and he inhaled, and the aura of a radius of thousands of miles was swept away, and he exhaled out, like a burst of thunder.

During this period, there were several times when he almost fell, but fortunately, the saints took action to resolve the crisis one by one, and in the end, Cangjie crossed the past dangerously, making 2,996 words.

Thundered!

The thunder of the heavens is even more violent, incalculable, like a field of stars, falling in the chaos, it seems that each thunder can open up a world, separate the turbid two qi, and evolve the earth, water, fire, and wind.

Cangjie stood quietly on the top of the peak, towering and motionless; the mountains around this peak were destroyed, razed to the ground, bare, from time to time there were thunderbolts from the ground, exploded, rocks flew and collapsed, forming a big pit; but soon, it seemed that there was an inexplicable flicker, and the big pit on the earth disappeared in an instant, and it was intact again.

This area, as if some mysterious change has taken place, there is dead silence in the vitality, and there is vitality in the dead silence, very weird, but very peculiar.

The sky was dim, all the sounds were silent, the moonlight like water was gone, the bright stars disappeared, and only the purple gold thunder shone and roared, bringing a ray of light and a sound to the desolate land.

Cangjie's eyes were very solemn, the whole person was very solemn, he looked at the sky, looked at the depths of the thunder, and coldly spit out four words like thunder, "Text! Proof!"

These four words were deliberately left by him just now, for this moment!

Boom Boom!

Cangjie Martial Dao Qi and Blood Origin dissipated, ordinary as a mortal, at this moment, the aura in the body suddenly became stronger, and it was constantly climbing, constantly rising, and it seemed to be endless.

The ancient characters hanging on the sky dome, one after another, bloomed with brilliant ten thousand divine lights, and the divine light seemed to be a match, like a flowing glow, like an ancient map, falling upwards and falling into endless thunder.

Every time the ancient word falls into the thunder, the anger of the heavens will subside a point, the violent breath between heaven and earth will dissipate a point, and the momentum of the thunder will be weakened a point;

Wow!

Suddenly, Cangjie's body shook, a roar sounded in his body, and all the remaining martial arts qi and blood in his body dispersed in an instant, blending into the skin, flesh and blood, flesh and blood, and the five organs.

Rumble!

A momentum different from the martial arts qi and blood rose out from the body, and the righteous qi rushed up from the heavenly spirit cover, and together with the last four huge fonts, with a sacred and brilliant light, accompanied by the sound of piercing the sky, it rushed towards the depths of the thunder tribulation.

"Text, Proof, Dao!"

These four words are in one place, the flood is silent, and many powerful and countless supernatural people have never thought that Cangjie has the determination and courage to dare to face the sky with a weak body, and preach the Tao mixed with the yuan, this kind of will, this kind of courage, can be called incomparable!

In the heavenly court, the hearts of the saints were shocked, their faces were very solemn, and the six eyes like essence fell on Cangjie's body, and a sense of amazement rose.

"Cangjie this son, what a big spirit!" the Tongtian Sect Master admired his supreme will and exclaimed.

"If Cangjie can not die, in the midst of the desolation, there will be another cultivation system - Wendao!" Taishang Laozi's eyes were vicious, and he could instantly think of the future of the human race, which was unlimited.

"Cangjie, the ancestor of humanity, should be ranked alongside the Martial Ancestor Emperor!" Nuwa Niangniang said softly.

"The way of civil and martial arts, one by one!" Yuan Shi Tianzun said lightly, "The human race, after all, is still going to rise!"

"No one can stop the Terrans anymore. The Taoist sighed, and his face seemed to be even more sad, "The Flood Desolation Hundred Clans can't, our saints can't, and even the Candle Dragon can't!"

"That's right!" replied helplessly, his face was very strange, there was joy, there was bitterness, there seemed to be a kind of crying and laughing: "Poor Dao still wants to pull Cangjie into the West and respect him as the three masters of Buddhism, but now... Hey!"

Swish!

The thunder is gone, and the sky is clear.

At this time, it was already late at night, and a round of divine moon was hanging in the air, which was extremely dazzling.

But above the sky, a pillar of light that is more sacred and gorgeous than the divine moon, and a dazzling pillar of light slowly emanates, full of vastness, full of purity, undesecrated, and moving! )