And Qingluo, who is in the desolation, is still in retreat and cultivating, practicing the magic weapon while cultivating the law.

If there were no accidents, this retreat would have been thousands of years.

But there are always things that don't come naturally.

This one, Qingluo, who was in the quiet room, suddenly frowned, and then there was a little joy on his face.

He stopped practicing, took in the Simu Xuanwu Ding, who had already practiced thirty percent, and walked out of the ancient wood meditation room that had not been out for hundreds of years.

Qingluo waved and summoned Qingjia, Qingyi and Xiaozhu.

Qingjia and Qingyi saluted: "I don't know what the mountain lord commands?"

Xiao Candle was curious: "Master, why did you get out of the customs?"

He smiled and said: "You go and prepare the spiritual tea, Qingjia and Qingyi, you two, call five clansmen, and go out to the mountain gate with me to welcome guests!"

When the two heard this, they hurriedly said yes and hurriedly called people.

And the night candle was puzzled and asked, "Even if there is a distinguished guest, why don't you ask me to greet the guest?"

Qingluo said indifferently: "As a teacher, I am afraid that you will be dishonest again, although I have been in retreat all these years, but I have not seen you trick those demons."

This person is a noble and virtuous man, how can he allow you to mess around. Let's go and prepare the Wuling Tea!"

When Xiaozhu heard this, her face froze, but she didn't expect the master to see it all in her eyes, she felt weak in her heart, and hurriedly smiled: "Yes, yes, the disciple will go and prepare." With that, he hurriedly flashed away.

After a few breaths, I saw ten people including Qingjia and Qingyi hurrying over.

Qingluo waved his big hand and said, "Let's go!" Then, the ten people followed behind Qingluo, walking with proper manners.

At this time, there was an elegant man standing outside the mountain gate, a dark ink-colored robe, with long hair and beard, looking more than forty or fifty years old, he was standing in front of the mountain gate and waiting generously at the moment. He believed that the great supernatural beings in this mountain would definitely sense him.

After a cup of tea, he saw that the colored light curtain suddenly flickered, revealing a ten-zhang large light gate, and then a group of people walked out of it.

The one at the head is wearing a azure robe, with a face in his early twenties, extremely handsome, and a fairy spirit, what an immortal!

The last ten people, five men and five women, are all handsome and extraordinary.

He immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "The younger generation of the human race Cangjie, I have come to meet the great immortal on the order of the leader of my clan, Xuanyuan!"

This person is the person of supreme merit who made words in the later world, Cangjie!

Qingluo hurriedly smiled and helped him up, and said, "Little friend doesn't need to be polite, since you have come from afar, then let's go into the mountain to talk about it!"

Cangjie listened to it and hurriedly said: "The order of the great immortal, the younger generation does not dare to disobey!"

So, ten people lined up on both sides to lead the way for Qingluo and Cangjie.

This Cangjie is naturally not a person without mana, and its Dao realm is also not bad, and it already has the realm of the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

It is important to know that the Chinese civilization in the previous life is inherited, and writing plays an irreplaceable role in it. And in this desolate human race, it is extremely important.

Only the race that created the written word can be more prosperous and powerful. Such as the demon text of the demon clan, the witch text of the witch clan.

Before the great prosperity of the Honghuang human race, in fact, there was no common text in the Honghuang, and all the great supernatural powers, including Hongjun, preached, were all direct transmission of the Dao characters, which were made of symbols.

All ethnic groups in the flood wilderness also have their own scripts, which are difficult to pass.

Qingluo thought about it, the common script in the flood wilderness should be when the human race became the protagonist of heaven and earth, and the human script was blessed by the luck of heaven and earth, so it became the common language!

With such a guess, Qingluo attaches more importance to Cangjie, otherwise, for the sake of his Da Luo Jinxian, how could he deign to meet Cangjie?

Even if he was on the orders of Xuanyuan of the Terran Race, he was not a Terran, so why bother?

Cangjie followed Qingluo all the way and was amazed by the beautiful scenery on the road.

It is really a wonderful realm of immortals, and it is a blessed place for Qing Xiu. He exclaimed and sighed: "The beautiful scenery of the mountain gate of Daxian is really incomparable to the ordinary cave heaven and blessed earth!"

Qingluo just smiled indifferently: "Xiaoyou's words are exaggerated, this is just a land of mountains and wilderness, how can it be compared to the mountain gate of the prosperous immortal road in the middle of the flood wilderness!"

When he said this, he sighed in his heart, and he also had the day to call others Xiaoyou.

Cangjie chatted with Qingluo on the road, and then walked across the Hongqiao across the lake and entered the Xuanling.

After the host and guest sat down, Qingyi took the spiritual tea prepared by the evening candle and served it in Cangjie.

Qingluo smiled and said: "Little friends may wish to taste one or two of my five spirit tea from Luoling Mountain, just to relieve fatigue!"

After Cangjie thanked him, he drank it, and his face instantly became extremely soothing, and the colorful aura on it was blooming, and a mysterious rune breath flickered on it.

Qingluo sat on the top, looking at the complicated rune marks on Cangjie, thinking that the way Cangjie cultivated should be greatly related to the journey of character making.

After Cangjie's reaction, he exclaimed: "Daxian's spiritual tea really benefits the younger generations a lot!"

Qingluo smiled indifferently: "It's just a spiritual tea." By the way, I don't know what happened to Xiaoyou's behavior?"

Cangjie listened, his face paused, and then he said in a deep voice: "The junior is here, in fact, I want to ask the great immortal to help my human race. ”

Hearing this, Qingluo instantly thought a lot, at this time, it has been a hundred years since Shennong returned to the throne, and it should be that Emperor Xuanyuan is going to fight with Chiyou.

He said with a puzzled face: "Oh? In the past tens of thousands of years, your human race has produced many geniuses, and the ethnic group has expanded countless times, I'm afraid that there are already more than the number of two palms of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, right? Not to mention that there is also the quasi-holy power of Emperor Fuxi, who is already considered a great clan of the Great Wilderness, so why do you need to ask outsiders for help?"

Hearing this, Cangjie couldn't help but say helplessly: "The Great Immortal doesn't know anything! Although my human race has grown a lot, it has also provoked countless enemies in the past tens of thousands of years.

In normal times, several powerful people are needed to be stationed in various places to prevent alien attacks. And the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the Earth have already returned to the throne and live in the Fire Cloud Cave, where the luck of our human race is suppressed, and they cannot be easily released.

A hundred years ago, the leader of Xuanyuan finally gained the support of most of the tribes of the human race and became the leader of the tribal alliance.

But who would have thought that there would be a Jiuli tribe, disobeying the constraints and breaking away. What's even more troublesome is that this tribe is the bloodline of the combination of the ancient Wu tribe and the human race, and its leader is Chiyou, who has eighty-one brothers.

That Chi You has the strength of the Great Witch Realm, and the eighty-one brothers also have the strength comparable to the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Chi You even invited the remnants of the ancient witch clan to help the Wu clan return to the flood and compete with the human race for territory.

Even if our human race develops fast, even if the Wu clan declines, it is not something that our human race can resist with all its might.

Therefore, the leader Xuanyuan specially invited the people of the flood wilderness to retreat from the enemy for the battle of our human race, and our human race should remember the kindness and repay it later!"