After several springs, summers, autumns and winters, the human race grew stronger and stronger under the governance of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. The human race is not like the demon race, the Wu race has a lifespan of thousands of years, only a hundred years, so the inheritance of human culture has become extremely important, but there is no writing, and the human race has encountered great difficulties in inheritance.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor looked forward to Cangjie being able to create a script belonging to the human race.

The creation of writing was one of the most significant milestones of human civilization. With writing, civilization can be passed on and the heritage of the race can be deepened.

In the wilderness, in addition to the Taoist text, there is only the demon text of the demon clan, the witch script of the witch clan, and the other races do not have their own writing.

These characters are too high-end for ordinary mortals, and the threshold for use is too high, and they are not suitable for the human race, so it is particularly important for Cangjie to create a text suitable for the human race.

With the passage of time, Cangjie has created a lot of words, and the birth of each word has cost him a lot of effort, and every stroke is full of stories and clever allegories.

For example, when creating the word "human", Cangjie thought that people have two legs, supporting an upright spine and an upward head, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

In addition, he thinks of the existence of interdependence, of mutual love, of social beings, of male and female, of reproduction.

He thought about it for a long time, deliberated for a long time, and finally carved a handful of it on the animal skin to form a "human" character. One represents the individual, represents oneself, and the other is the group of people around the individual.

Approaching each other means that people are interdependent and help each other, and they also symbolize that people can stand firmly on their two legs.

The head is lifted to indicate that the sky is standing on the ground, and the part at the beginning indicates that the backbone of the person should be straight.

The other one represents men, the other represents women, and the other represents the world, and they also constitute a complete person.

After another three years, Cangjie surrounded his body one by one, fierce beasts were rampant, gods and demons stood up, dragons and phoenixes competed, hundreds of ethnic groups competed for hegemony, and ancient wars............ The endless momentum is revealed, eternal, vicissitudes, tragic, mysterious, ancient, and brilliant. Like the sun and the moon rising into the sky, they reflect each other.

After a while, it emanated, containing a sense of righteousness and humanity of heaven and earth, quiet and peaceful, like a spring breeze, as if there was endless wisdom, as if covering boundless history.

There are 3,000 avenues, and the human race should have 3,000 words. Cangjie has also reached the end, the last word of the three thousand words - Dao!

"What is the Tao?" Cangjie pondered for a few days, and one day the mountain breeze blew, and Cangjie suddenly felt like an initiation, and the mouth suddenly opened.

"I understand that the word of the Tao is important in perseverance, always keep a clear mind, persevere, and one day you will attain the avenue. ”

As soon as the words fell, his mind was clear for a while, and he also had a deep understanding of the surrounding environment.

As the last word was created, the desolate world suddenly changed color, and the sky began to turn black rapidly.

For a time, the ghosts of the entire flood desolation cried wolf, and all kinds of visions filled the entire desolate void.

Cangjie faced the sky and shouted: "Today, Cangjie of our human race has created three thousand humanities, and heaven and earth are proof!"

The sound of "heaven, earth, and human ......" is loud, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, which can alert all living beings

Rumble!

As soon as the words "heaven, earth, and man" came out, three strange symbols appeared in the sky, hanging above the sky, clear and crystalline, the law was restrained, the divine light was pregnant, and the road was long.

The words "yin and yang" come out again, one black and one white, intertwined with each other, containing the two qi of life and death, growth, prosperity, and withering, and revealing a sense of reincarnation.

"Sun, moon, wind, fire, water......" accompanied by Cangjie's word-making, the flood and famine are frequent, the sun is across the sky, the moon is rushing into the sky, the wind howls, the rainstorm is like a waterfall, the thunder dragon roars, and the electricity is like a spark.

............

Just as Cangjie was gradually progressing, a black rumbling dark cloud appeared in the sky, and the thunder power contained in it, each of which had the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Unexpectedly, Cangjie's wordmaking actually attracted heavenly punishment.

Cangjie also realized that if he continued, he would inevitably be punished by the thunder, but Cangjie had already put his life and death aside for the sake of making words and for the sake of the human race.

Thundered!

Seeing that Cangjie actually ignored himself, the furious thunder of the heavens became even more violent, uncountable, like a star field; falling in the chaos, it seemed that each thunderbolt could open up a world, separate the turbid two qi, and evolve the earth, water, fire, and wind.

One after another divine thunder hit Cangjie's body, originally Cangjie was just an ordinary man, how could he be punished by the thunder, but Cangjie's will was as strong as a rock, gritting his teeth and persevering, secondly, the creation of words is a major event of the human race, since the luck of the human race is blessed, plus with the creation of words, Cangjie's cultivation is growing at an amazing rate.

One after another divine thunder roared with the power of destroying the world, but Cangjie just stood quietly on the top of the peak, towering and unmoving; the mountains around this peak were destroyed, razed to the ground, bare, from time to time there were thunderbolts from the ground, bursting open, rocks flying and collapsing, forming a big pit; but soon, it seemed that there was a Shenhua inexplicably flickering, 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.

It took nine days for Cangjie to write all the 3,000 basic characters.

At this moment, the entire desolate void was filled with the three thousand basic words, and as Cangjie wrote and read, the desolate human race couldn't help but read along, and for a while, the desolate world was full of the reading sound of the human race.

As soon as the pronunciation came out, Hong Huang was shocked!

The human race also has its own script.

The flood is no longer only Taoism, demon literature and witch literature, from this moment on, there is another article, for the humanities. "Cangjie, Wenzu!Cangjie, Wenzu!Cangjie, Wenzu!Cangjie, Wenzu!"

At this moment, countless human races chanted the name of Cangjie Wenzu, and their voices were vast and shocking. The power of the gods was transmitted to the eighteenth layer of hell in the Netherworld, and for a while, all the ghosts cried together, and Cangjie's words were really shocking and crying ghosts and gods!

All living beings, the power of the heavens, all awe-inspiring.

Nuwa of the Wa Imperial Palace, Taishang Laojun of the Eight Views Palace of the Taiqing Realm, the Yuan Shi Tianzun of the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain, the Tongtian Sect Master of the Biyou Palace of Jinao Island, the Daoist of the Western Da Lei Yin Temple, the Quasi-Ti Daoist, the Tu Niang Niang of the Netherworld, the Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Guanzhen, and the Hongyun Dao people were all shocked by these visions.

"This is a text, a text created by the human race!" Nuwa Niangniang spoke, she was as graceful as ever, noble and holy, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens, inviolable, "just like when the demon master Kunpeng created the ancient demon script." ”

"It's just that the demon text created by Kunpeng is majestic, and it is difficult to use it if it is not a powerful person or a demon clan!" she explained slowly, with a hint of admiration in her tone, this has nothing to do with identity, just admiration for this person's abyss wisdom, "But the words created by Cangjie are different, the heavens and all worlds, people, immortals, demons, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and all living beings of all races can all use it, which is really a great blessing!"

"At this point, the Terrans have risen completely!"

............

In the void, the three thousand basic characters exuded a brilliant golden light, and bursts of mysterious aura permeated hundreds of millions of miles.

At this moment, these flashing golden lights, in the eyes of the human race, are like a thousand rays of light, with these words, the civilization of the human race will be upgraded to a new stage again.

In vain, above the nine heavens, thunder rolled.

Like a sea of ink pouring down, between the dim heaven and earth, three thousand words exude dazzling golden light, verified by heavenly thunder!

If we can successfully survive the test of thunder, Cangjie's word-making will be completed, the thunder is rolling, the thunder is breaking the sky, and the light is shining in the sky! Cangjie is also nervous.

I don't know how long it took, until the last divine thunder fell, and it was taken by the three thousand words, Cangjie's expression relaxed slightly.

Three thousand humanities took over the divine thunder and got the test of the Heavenly Dao, and at this time, the name of Cangjie was shouted even more among the human race.

And as the divine thunder dissipated, the sound of reading words among the human race had just finished reading three thousand words.

Seeing this, the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in the Chen capital was even more excited, and shouted: "Cangjie, I really didn't misunderstand you, you are a great hero of the human race, and you deserve the name of Wenzu!"

In the north of the flood wilderness, Di Jun looked at Cangjie making words, and he also smiled, and exclaimed: "Xuanyuan rules the world, Cangjie makes words!", the human race has completely risen so far, and there is no race in the flood wilderness that can match it.

Di Jun looked at Chi You, who was still in a coma, shook his head, and sighed: "Chi You, if you know that leading the Jiuli Clan to fight bloodily is just a catastrophe arranged for Xuanyuan to rule the world, how do you feel?"

"The Terrans hope they don't disappoint me!Otherwise, there will be a bloody battle between the shemales!" After saying that, Di Jun immediately looked in the direction of the Terrans. Although Di Jun is reincarnated as a demon, he does not forget his feelings for being a man, and naturally hopes that the demons will get along in harmony, but if it is between races, there will be a war, and Di Jun will never be soft.

Not for anything else, because his name is Dijun!

............

A surprise sounded between heaven and earth, the sound of heaven was mysterious, the fairy music was fluttering, Cangjie made words, blessed the common people, and naturally countless merits fell. A huge mass of merit, blooming with yellow golden light, like a round of the sun, shining with endless divine brilliance.

Cangjie absorbed most of the merits, and the merits were incorporated into the body, coupled with the luck of the human race, Cangjie's cultivation skyrocketed again. For the rest of the merits, one part is turned into a merit treasure to create a writing pen, and the rest is scattered into the human race. The Terrans chanted the name of Wenzu again.

Just when the creatures of the flood thought that Cangjie was at the end of the word-making, the vision of heaven and earth reappeared, and they saw that Cangjie's body exuded the ancient and holy spirit, and the humanistic atmosphere was all over the body.

Cangjie shouted to the sky again: "Today, my Cangjie proves with a text!"

"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!

The hearts of the Flood Desolation Saints were shocked, their faces were very solemn, and the six substantial-like gazes fell on Cangjie, and a sense of amazement rose.

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

"Today, I Cangjie made three thousand words, passed on in the flood wilderness, and should be used to create Wendao and achieve the humanistic avenue!" Cangjie's voice resounded in the flood wilderness, Hao Hao soup, and there was an endless ancient picture in his eyes that flashed away, which was very intimidating, giving people a deep sense of the avenue.