After this battle, all the saints really saw the strength of the human race, and did not dare to easily calculate the human race, and the disciples who went down the mountain to assist also returned to the dojo, and the disciples under the human sect, except for Hu Xuan and Li Mufeng, Chang Xian Dahong four, the rest of the personal disciples, all returned to the mountain gate, leaving only some registered disciples or outer disciples in the human race to assist Xuanyuan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ⊙，

This catastrophe almost removed seven or eight out of ten of the scattered cultivators in the flood and famine, and the scattered cultivators who fell in the great war did not know how many, so that the survivors of the scattered cultivators palpitated, and they did not dare to participate in the calculations of the human race.

Xuanyuan returned to Chendu and moved the Jiuli tribe to the 100,000 mountains in the south, still named the Jiuli tribe, and let it recuperate here, and then govern the human race with the assistance of Li Mu and others.

The Emperor of the People does not show how to govern the human race, and says that among the tribes called Xuanhu under the Yangxu Mountain in the south of the flood wilderness, the tribal leader Xuancang is walking back and forth in front of his house, his face is anxious, and the people on the side are also looking at the thatched hut with an anxious face, and there are bursts of screams from the thatched hut. This is due to the fact that Xuancang's 90th wife is in labor, and a full twelve hours have passed by this time, but the child has not yet been born.

Just when everyone was anxious, they saw a colorful cloud suddenly appear in the sky, enveloping the entire Xuanhu tribe in it. As soon as the colorful glow passed, I saw a cloud of yellow light fall into the thatched house, and then I only heard a cry, the thatched house opened, and several middle-aged women walked out, and said to Xuancang: "Born, born, it's a boy." ”

Everyone woke up from the vision just now, Xuancang hurriedly ran into the house, only to see his wife holding a child with a smile on her face, and when she hugged her, she couldn't help but be shocked, only to see that the child had a wide face and four eyes. Thinking of the vision that appeared just now, I thought to myself, when my son was born, a vision fell from heaven, and there was a vision, and the future will definitely be extraordinary, and I feel even more love when I hold it in my arms. The people of the other tribes also came in one by one to congratulate them.

Just when everyone was immersed in joy, a voice of "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" came from outside the house, the voice was soft, but it reached everyone's ears, waking everyone up from joy. When everyone walked out of the hut, they saw a Taoist man wearing a red Taoist robe, with a simple face and a faint golden light of merit on his head, standing in the courtyard. It is the person who teaches the true son, Xuancang saw this, knew that he was not a mortal, and immediately stepped forward and said: "The immortal chief is reasonable, I don't know what happened when the immortal chief came to the Xuanhu tribe." ”

This Xuanhu tribe is remote, and he doesn't know the big disciple of Xing Zhenzi. Xing Zhenzi didn't care, and said: "The poor way is that people teach the saint to sit down and the eldest disciple Xingzhenzi, and now that the child in your arms and I have the fate of master and apprentice, I have come here, are you willing to worship him as a teacher?" ”

Xuancang and the people heard that this person was the immortal master of the human sect, and they all saluted, and with a wave of the Zhenzi robe, they held up the people who were about to kneel. And they could not kneel. Xuancang was still unwilling at this time, took the child out, Xingzhenzi opened his eyes and looked at it, only to see that this son was surrounded by merit and golden light, and he was not far behind himself, knowing that he was following his feet, he didn't care, and said: "Is this son famous?" ”

Xuancang replied: "I haven't chosen a name yet, but I also ask the Dharma Protector to give me a name." ”

Xing Zhenzi nodded and said, "So let's call him Cangjie." "You take him back and feed him, and I'll teach him when he's seven years old." After speaking, he took out a jade talisman and hung it on Cangjie's neck, and then took off into the clouds.

Since then, Cangjie has grown up in the tribe, this son is also strange, not as naughty as other children, just watching all kinds of things around the tribe every day, Xuancang saw this, knew that he was extraordinary, and didn't care about him. In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed, on this day, by a stream on the periphery of the Xuanhu tribe, a child was looking at the river in a daze, but unexpectedly a Taoist suddenly appeared behind him. Xing Zhenzi looked at the symbol, and couldn't help but be surprised, the symbol that this kid turned into was extraordinary, it was a little similar to the Great Dao Rune River Character, of course, it didn't have the power of the Great Dao Rune, but it was also extraordinary, the grass and trees around the rune were a little wet after the kid wrote the rune.

The man didn't bother the child, and let him keep drawing and writing, but the child seemed to be stuck in a bottleneck, and no matter how he wrote, he couldn't perfect the river character. Seeing this, the Taoist knew that the child could only go so far, so he coughed lightly at the moment, woke up the child, turned his head with the child, glanced at the Taoist behind him, couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he knelt down and said, "Disciple Cangjie to meet the teacher." ”

It turned out that the Taoist was Xingzhenzi, seven years had passed, and he had come to teach Cangjie, and that child was Cangjie.

Xing Zhenzi helped Cangjie up and asked, "Apprentice, tell the teacher, why do you want to paint these things?" ”

Cangjie said: "The disciple saw that his father was in charge of the tribe, and many things could not be recorded, so he often forgot them, so the disciple thought that it would be much more convenient if there was a symbol to record various things, but the disciple was stupid and could not write these things well." ”

Xing Zhenzi heard this, his eyes lit up, he was with Kunpeng to create the demon text, got a lot of merit and luck, so he benefited immensely, I think the demon clan was not the protagonist of the flood wilderness, and there is such a great merit, not to mention the human race that has achieved the protagonist of the flood wilderness in front of him, if Cangjie can create a text suitable for the use of the human race, the merit is much more than himself, and the luck is endless.

At the moment, he suppressed his excitement and said: "Let's go to the wilderness with the teacher and teach you this method for the teacher." ”

Saying that, he pulled Cangjie and walked to the tribe and informed Cangjie's parents that although the Xuancang couple was reluctant, they did not want to delay their son's future, so they had to give up.

Leaving the tribe with Xing Zhenzi, Xing Zhenzi did not teach Cangjie the method of cultivation, but just took him all the way to the flood wilderness, and explained every grass and tree in the flood wilderness, everything and everything, so that Cangjie understood the principle, so that after one hundred and twenty-six years, the master and apprentice came to Chen Du, Cangjie went to see the human emperor Xuanyuan, please be a human historian, so as to be able to better understand the laws of various things, Xuanyuan is happy to be fulfilled.

Cangjie stayed in Chendu for one hundred and twenty-six years, looking at everything in Zhoutian, looking down on the laws of all things, and finally understood the truth.

On this day, Cangjie resigned from Xuanyuan and came to Honghuang Ruide Mountain, but saw that Xing Zhenzi was already waiting there, and when he saw Cangjie coming, Xing Zhenzi smiled slightly and asked, "Can you understand?" ”

Cangjie bowed and said: "The disciple understands, thank you teacher." ”

Xing Zhenzi laughed and said, "In this case, you can do something and protect the Dharma for your teacher." ”

Cangjie nodded, took out a jade faint brush and a huge white animal skin, Xing Zhenzi looked at it, but saw that neither of them was mortal, the brush was the top innate spirit treasure Shi Huang pen, but the animal skin was the skin of the wild beast, although this beast did not have much attack power, but it could recognize all things in Zhou Tian, compared to Bai Ze, who knew astronomy and geography and knew trivialities, but it was far from it in battle.

Cangjie took out two things and said loudly: "The avenue is on the top, and now the human race Cangjie sees that the human race does not understand the reason of all things, does not check the law of Zhou Tian, is confused, and does not know the difficulty of the inheritance of the human race. ”

Cangjie's voice spread throughout the wilderness, and for a while, all the human races worshipped Cangjie, and even the human emperor Xuanyuan also bent down and saluted.

But unlike the human race, the other races in the desolation were all panicked, and a ghost cried wolf, kicking and kicking all day. This is if the human race has a written language, it will have a heritage, so that it can prosper forever, and the living space of other races will become smaller and smaller, and the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth are also angry, and the human race has a heritage, produces racial cohesion, and gradually loses the fear of ghosts and gods, which is how they are not angry.

No matter what the reason, all the clans in the Honghuang Wilderness were unwilling to let Cangjie make characters smoothly, and all the masters in the clan rushed to Ruide Mountain.