In this way, another five hundred years have passed, and Wenzu Cangjie suddenly said to me one day: "Wuzu, I feel that the words I have created are not comprehensive, I think about it, I still need to combine the characters of the demon clan and the witch clan, and study it intensively!"

In this way, Wen Zu continued to set off alone. This time, no one knew where Wenzu had gone.

Another hundred years have passed, and one day, Wenzu returns!

He said to me that this time he was going to create a great avenue text that would dominate the ages.

Wen Zu's power is better than day by day, and I know that he is gathering momentum. Once his momentum reaches its peak, it is the time for Wenzu to create words.

This process of building momentum lasted for 99 years. At the beginning, Wen Zu's momentum soared into the sky, and then returned to the ordinary, as if he was experiencing something.

Finally, in the hundredth year, Wen Zu's momentum instantly soared into the sky, directly breaking through the thirty-three heavens and coming to the chaos.

"From today onwards, our human race Cangjie will create the word of the Great Dao!

Wen Zu studied the heavens and men exhaustively, and his spiritual power has reached an incredible level.

Just when Wenzu Cangjie's words fell, a rumbling sound sounded throughout the flood wilderness. The sound was endless. At the same time, a depressing aura came out of the entire Flood Desolate Continent.

No matter who you are, you can feel it. Even the Six Saints are no exception.

It was this moment that alarmed all the desolate beings. Even the six saints hurriedly stretched out their divine thoughts to investigate.

Wen Zu's momentum is like a rainbow, and his eyes are like electricity.

"Electricity!"

Wen Zu came out of the first word, only to see an electric word appear in the void. Immediately, all over the desolate continent were shining, and dazzling lightning flashed. Like the fire tree and silver flowers. Although the scene was beautiful, no one had such a thought rising in their hearts.

This sight is terrifying!

"Ray!"

Wen Zu spoke the truth.

"Boom!"

A huge thunder word appeared in the eyes of the desolate beings. But then the Flood Desolate Continent resounded with endless thunder. I saw the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder in the void, and even the World-Destroying Tribulation Thunder appeared.

You must know that this world-destroying tribulation thunder can even seriously injure saints. Or even extermination. This kind of thunder has not been seen several times since ancient times. This time, Wen Zu just created a thunder word, how could this kind of thunder appear.

The six saints even stared at each other. All the thunder revolves around this one thunder word, up and down.

Although only two words were written, at this moment, the desolate beings looked at the old man standing under the infinite thunder one by one, and their eyes were full of infinite awe. Saints don't have this kind of means!

Everyone's eyes were burning to remember these two words. But something happened that puzzled them. They couldn't remember those two words. I can see it, but I can't remember it.

It was as if heaven and earth did not allow this word to exist in the world.

"Rain!"

Suddenly, the infinite thunder and lightning turned into silver light, and it turned out to be into which thunder character.

The rain fell heavily, and the whole flood seemed to be submerged.

"Wind!"

The wind was raging again. All kinds of whirlwinds, hurricanes, hurricanes, and winds appeared in the void in an instant.

"Oh my God! That's the Yellow Wind of the Six Wilds, the Nine Tribulation Winds!"

The great powers of the wilderness have fought a cold war. Because the yellow wind of the six is a terrible storm that can blow away the quasi-saints. Not to mention the Nine Tribulation Winds, which are the storms that even the saints do not want to encounter. If the quasi-saint falls into it, it will turn into powder in a moment or three.

"Fire!"

Wenzu Cangjie didn't seem to see this terrible scene in front of him at all. It's still a self-respecting mouth.

Fire, fire everywhere! Samadhi True Fire, Sun True Fire, Liangyi Fire, Nine Yin Ghost Fire, all kinds of terrible fires filled the void. Perhaps in normal times, the great powers would have tried to collect a little bit when they saw so much fire, but now, no one has such thoughts.

"Water!"

"Dirt!"

"Kim!"

"Wood!"

"Mountain!"

"River!"

、、、、、、

As Wenzu Cangjie read out the words one by one. All sorts of imagery appeared in the void.

The whole flood was quiet, and no one dared to speak. I didn't even dare to breathe in the atmosphere.

Yes, with the creation of more and more words by Wenzu Cangjie. The whole desolation seems to be oppressed by an invisible hand.

I was stunned too.

Although I have long guessed that with the world-beating style of Wenzu, I will definitely create a text that will be passed down through the ages. But after seeing these words, I knew how these words could be handed down!

This is clearly an avenue!

Three thousand avenues, three thousand words. These 3,000 words contain the rule of 3,000. What a terrible thing to do. I knew it was more than I expected.

Such words should not be manifested in the world at all. But he appeared in Wen Zu's mouth.

The three thousand words floated in the air like those elves.

This scene, I think everyone in the wilderness will never forget for the rest of their lives. This kind of thing that can see the laws of the Great Dao with their own eyes, this kind of great opportunity creation, is a grand occasion that they have been difficult to encounter for hundreds of millions of years.

Suddenly, Wen Zu Cangjie spat out a mouthful of blood. In an instant, Wen Zu's face turned pale to the extreme.

"Martial Ancestor, I have been calculated by others! I have been regarded as a person who should be robbed! These three thousand rules will not last long! But how can I be willing to do so? Even if I can't keep their gods, I will keep their form!"

"Martial Ancestor, I estimate that this time it will be difficult to escape! In the future, the human race will need your support! My human race is the chief of all the spirits among the heavens and all the races! I estimate that after my death, the human race will immediately usher in the great reckoning of the heavens and all the races! You have to be ready to fight!"

Wen Zu roared angrily.

"If you want to calculate me, even if you are supreme, my ancestor Wen will break your two teeth!"

"Time is running out! Martial Ancestor, although I have been calculated by others, it is not without gain! From the three thousand rules, I have seen that only the two laws of civil and military affairs are the most suitable for the development of my human race! In the future, our human race should be separated from civil and military. Wenzhiguo, Wu'anguo. The unity of civil and military can be prosperous!"

"The law of literature and Taoism is imposed on me!"

After Wen Zu roared angrily, the word 'Wen' in the sky above the flood was suddenly flourishing.

There seemed to be splendid articles around the word 'Wen', and Confucian students wearing cyan silk scarves shook their heads and read out sentences of supreme literature and science.

This strange sight seemed to be about to manifest.

As the word 'Wen' rushed into Wen Zu's body, these scenes disappeared.

After the words rushed into Wen Zu's body, Wen Zu's old body immediately became younger, and he suddenly returned to the appearance of Wen Zu's youth.

Long hair shawl, Wenzu's eyes are full of sun.

"Come on, I want to see how you can destroy me!"

Wen Zu Cangjie's mighty words spread throughout the entire desolation, and even directly into the chaos.