Of course, Jing Shaoling knows how the "word" came from, it is Cangjie who observes the shape of all things and creates, every word contains the truth of heaven and earth, almost all the Terran characters are born from his creation, and it is difficult for the Terran to inherit without the "word".

But he had a doubt in his heart, because he suddenly remembered that in the warehouse in the town of the wildebeest tribe, when he went there for the first time, there was an animal skin hanging on the pole in front of the warehouse, on which were written a few pictographs, that is, words, since there are words, why did Cangjie still make words, isn't it a contradiction?

"I remember that not long ago, I passed by the wildebeest tribe and found some "words", could it be that there are other people who are also creating words?"

Jing Shaoling asked.

Cangjie laughed, showing disdain, and said in a hoarse voice: "Those words are defective products of failure, they were created by me, they are just ordinary words, and the words I want to create are words that are to be recognized by heaven and earth and can inherit the heritage of my human race, I call them divine texts, words with god-like power!"

Jing Shaoling couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that the words he created were not ordinary words?

For example, the first word I created three days ago was called "rain", Cangjie drew a word "rain" on the ground, and suddenly there was a strong law condensed in heaven and earth, as if it was a word of the law, and the sky suddenly became dark, and instantly the downpour fell.

Outside the big locust tree, the pouring rain kept falling, and the world was vast.

Jing Shaoling was dumbfounded, the heavy rain in front of him came from a word written by the person in front of him?

Where is this still words, this is the law, words follow the law!

The word he wants to create is the rule!

He created the word "rain" three days ago, could it be that the heavy rain before was caused by the word he created?

Jing Shaoling's heart fluctuated, and he was extremely shocked.

Cangjie grinned, showing white teeth in his beard, like a plump scallop, stretched out his rough big hand, and wiped it on the ground, the word "rain" suddenly disappeared, and the rain in the sky disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

"There can be no wind without rain, so I created the 'wind'"

Cangjie muttered to himself, drawing a "wind" on the ground, and suddenly a fierce wind blew from an unknown place between heaven and earth, turning into bursts of cyan and flying above the nine heavens, like a hideous dragon, letting out bursts of roars, tearing the clouds, turning into a cyan canopy, covering the sky and the sun.

"There's wind and sound, I call it 'thunder'"

The big rough hand wrote the word "thunder" on the ground again, and there was a roar in the wind, as if the sky was angry, and countless fierce beasts trembled in the terrifying wasteland.

It seems that a giant is smashing the void with a giant hammer, making a heart-palpitating sound.

"So there should still be 'electricity'"

On the damp ground, the word "electricity" appeared, accompanied by bursts of thunder and roaring, countless golden snakes and silver snakes shone, shining on a dazzling color of the Qianzhang Void, making a crackling sound.

In the end, Cangjie erased all the words, and the sky was calm again.

Fire Dove Station

Outside the courtyard, his face was pale and terrifying, he didn't know what was going on at all, thinking that he had offended the gods, he hurriedly knelt on the ground with his forehead incessant, and his lips kept muttering some esoteric language, as if he was praying for atonement.

"This is the divine script, only this kind of writing can carry the heritage of our human race and compete with other races!"

Cangjie looked at Jing Shaoling, revealing a hint of fanaticism, which was a touch of infectious spirit.

Jing Shaoling didn't know what to do, Cangjie made words, and what he created was actually a "divine text" that contained the power of the laws of heaven and earth, which was beyond the scope of his understanding.

He has read countless ancient books, and he knows that some great supernatural beings can speak and follow the law, and how similar it is to the scene in front of him.

What Cangjie created can no longer be called words, but a kind of law, a law that can be written.

"Awesome!"

Jing Shaoling showed an incomparably pious and admiring gaze.

He can imagine that the human race can quickly become stronger in the later stage and create the supernatural powers of the great world, I am afraid that they all originate from the words of the law created by Cangjie, the supernatural power is part of the law, and if you can't master the law, you can't create supernatural power, just like people must learn to read and write if they want to write articles, he understands this truth.

Cangjie is making words, he is analyzing the law and embodying it in the way of "words", which can no longer be called by "people", he is a god, the god of the human race.

"You understand?"

Cangjie looked at Jing Shaoling with blazing eyes, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes.

"I understand, but I think it's hard, it's hard to ......"

Jing Shaoling's difficult road.

Three Thousand Great Avenues, there are three thousand laws, and in these laws, countless finer laws will be derived, and if you want to analyze them all, this is a vast and incomparably great cause, destined for difficulties and twists and turns.

"You're the first person who can identify with me, it's a pleasure to meet you, but it's a pity that I've only created these four words now, and it's still far from my dream........"

Cangjie looked excited, obviously very happy that someone could agree with him, grinning as if he had been praised.

At the same time, his eyes showed a confused look, as if he knew the entrance of the road, but he didn't know where the end of the road was, but his eyes revealed a determined color, it was a sharp breath, containing a stubbornness, it seemed that it could not be smashed, could not be beaten, and could not be dragged down...

"These four words are for you, I'm leaving, get out of here....."

Cangjie stood up, waved his hand, and four clouds of light containing the breath of the law poured into Jing Shaoling's body, Cangjie sighed and walked forward, Jing Shaoling wanted to call him, but found that he was walking very slowly, but his figure was getting more and more blurred.

There was a faint singing voice, desolate and sad.

"I have traveled all over the earth, watching fish, birds, beasts and insects, and everything contains a truth... Walking all over the hills, looking at the sky, there is truth in the starry sky...... Where is the end, where is the truth......"

Jing Shaoling stayed in place in a daze, watching disappear

Cangjie, as if it had never appeared. Under the big locust tree, the rain was dripping down and dripping on his body, unaware.

Four kinds of light containing the breath of the law submerged into his sea of consciousness, turning into the four big characters of "thunder, electricity, wind, and rain", constantly dancing around the divine soul, revealing a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere.

As if, Jing Shaoling's eyes seemed to see four transparent silk threads in the void, floating in the air, as if they existed, but as if they did not exist, they could see but could not touch, it felt very wonderful.

"Wind"

Jing Shaoling Fuzhi spit out a word in his heart, and a faint cyan whirlwind appeared not far from him, rolling up a layer of stagnant water, turning into a curling breeze and dispersing.

"Say what you say!"

Jing Shaoling's eyes were distracted for a moment, although they were very powerful, they were indeed as they spoke.

These four words are the four laws, the four words that Cangjie gave him are equivalent to giving him the four laws, this gift seems to be too valuable, Cangjie has worked hard to make words, but it is so easy to get it himself.

Jing Shaoling didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.

Although he can't fully grasp these four laws now, and they may not be perfect, these are four seeds, which are equivalent to giving him infinite possibilities........

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Xianwu Eternal" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~