At this time, on top of the heavenly court, the two of Haotian Yaochi sat down one after another, the two of them have followed the Dao Ancestor for many years, and their strength has reached the peak of quasi-sainthood, although they are now the queen mother of the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court, the place under their jurisdiction is only a small piece of land in the heavenly court, how can the two be willing, and from time to time there are demon clans to play in the heavenly court, and they don't put themselves in their eyes at all, which makes the two even more difficult to accept, but the two are discussing, how to revive the power of the heavenly court, to reach the same level as the demon heavenly court back then, monopolize the luck of the flood and wilderness, and the saints dare not provoke.

Although the two of them are ambitious, they are alone, as disciples of Dao Ancestors, the Lord of Heavenly Court, after being recruited by the two Yuan Guilds, they gathered two million monks, and these monks are low in cultivation, most of them are Heavenly Immortal strength, and the highest strength is only Tai Bai Xing of Golden Immortal Strength, which can be described as very cold, but the Wu Clan who lived in Thirty-three Days has never interfered in the affairs of Heavenly Court, which makes them feel a lot better.

"Jade Emperor, now that the human race dominates the flood and occupies the most luck, do we have to plan too, although it is difficult for the human race to obey our orders, but passing on the faith can also enhance the strength of my heavenly court. The Queen Mother of Yaochi said, and there was no emotion on her face.

Haotian thought for a moment and replied: "It should indeed be so, the human race wants to produce a third emperor, and it is when my heavenly court makes a move, but the emperor and Xuanyuan are still to be decided." ”

"The emperor was born in Jiuli, how can we be allowed to interfere, only Xuanyuan can be supplemented. ”

Haotian nodded, "The Nine Heavens Xuannu knows the art of war and can go down to assist her. ”

The disciples of all forces were dispatched, and the human race suddenly became lively, especially the bear tribe, and many masters came at once, first there was a saint disciple Guangchengzi who came to accept Xuanyuan as a disciple, but he did not have the same as the Five Elements Dao people and Xuandu, and occasionally offered advice, but he has been in the bear tribe and led an official position, but he wanted to plan more blood merits. He also passed down the "Book of Nature" to Xuanyuan, and Xuanyuan thus entered the cultivation of truth, but things are heavy, and the cultivation is not diligent, and it is just to extend the life of a little.

On this day, Lao Tzu is still practicing in the Bajing Palace as usual, and suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, but he thought of the Terran text, and now the Terran uses it, but it is a mutilated witch text, which is very inappropriate, and now this matter comes out of his mind, knowing that it is a reminder of the way of heaven, when the word is made for the human race, even if it is a plain Lao Tzu, it is also an excitement, the work of making words, how huge, when Dijiang made the witch text, established the position of the leader of the Wu clan, Kunpeng created the demon text, was offered as a demon master, if he can create the human language, he will definitely obtain more human luck, and immediately let the good corpse incarnate to abandon the cultivation, and enter the six reincarnations in the form of true spirits, Lao Tzu escorted with his own two human human luck, the incarnation of the good corpse was successfully born in the human race, named Cangjie.

Lao Tzu's action, how can he hide Di Jiang, who is the master of reincarnation, to investigate, and found that Lao Tzu's good corpse was reincarnated as Cangjie, and suddenly realized that this Lao Tzu wanted to take the merit of making words, Di Jiang smiled in his heart, but this reminded himself that he almost missed this matter. It's just that Dijiang is not in a hurry at all, Cangjie wants to create words, but it is not something that can be created in one or two clicks, but it is himself, he has the memory of the words of his previous life in his head, and it is not difficult to create the characters of the human race by pushing it back.

It's just that he is a good corpse and an emperor, and he has the merit of unifying the human race, which is enough to become a saint of the human race, and then using the merit to improve his strength has little effect, but the luck of the human race is eye-catching. After thinking about it, he planned to use the merit to refine the merit magic weapon, and now under his own door, Ao Jiao still doesn't have a good spiritual treasure body, and the only three-generation disciple nine-headed insect is even more cold, and there is no acquired spiritual treasure, thinking of this, Di Jiang is even more determined to refine the merit magic weapon, as for the nine-headed insect, he still has the Sky Sword, Baolian Lamp, Bajinggong Lamp, The ground banana fan and the water banana fan are a few superfluous high-grade innate spirit treasures, which will be used to seek merit for the five emperors after the sword is vacated, and the four pieces under him are given to him, but the lamp and fan are not suitable for him.

If the nine-headed insect knew what Di Jiang was thinking, it was estimated that he would immediately jump out and swear that he liked magic weapons like lamps and fans the most.

Cangjie was born, born in the tribal alliance of the Yellow Emperor, born with four eyes, a sound of wisdom, and the emperor generally retained his memory, when he was ten years old, Cangjie immediately devoted himself to the cause of word-making, but people did not know it, it was crazy, and his parents and brothers persuaded each other, but they did not listen.

Jiuli Emperor, too, at the age of twenty, Zhicangjie was born, handed over political affairs to the tribe of virtuous people to jointly manage, alone, retreat to make words, a flash of ten years, the human race knows about this, all praise the virtue of the emperor, the heart of the emperor to make words, but full of confidence, compared with the tragic situation of Cangjie at this time, I don't know how many times.

After another three years, thirteen years after the birth of Cangjie, there has been progress in making characters, comprehending pictographic furs, drawing symbols, getting closer and closer to words, and completely taking off the form of witch and demon scripts. The Yellow Emperor knew that there was such a strange person in the tribe, and he made words behind closed doors with the emperor, and he was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that he was a great talent, and he personally visited him. Now the three major tribal alliances of the human race have a faint desire to compare, Shennong has passed through Xuandu to add fuel to the fire, but he is close to the bear tribe, but he has not yet made a decision on who to choose to take over the position of the co-leader of the human race, after all, this is a major event of the human race, so naturally we can't draw hasty conclusions.

It's just that Shennong is a little too worried, this time the emperor ascended the throne, but he alone can decide, even if it was Fuxi Chuan in him back then, it was also because of the expectations of the human race, now the emperor and Xuanyuan are average, and there are many human support, even if he is in one of them, the other can also lead the army to overthrow, and in the end, it is just which side is stronger.

The Yellow Emperor came to visit Cangjie, there is also a reason in it, he knew in the conversation with Guangchengzi, after Shennong's preaching, the third human emperor will fall on one of the two of him and the emperor, a few years ago I heard that the emperor made words behind closed doors, and there was a major sense of crisis in my heart, if I really let the emperor make words, I will definitely get the support of many people, and then I am afraid that I will be much weaker than him, but the emperor made the word this time, but it is also due to the human race, he is absolutely undestructive, and his heart was suddenly depressed, and I hope that the emperor can make the word successful, and hope that he will fail to make the word, so ambivalent psychology, but it makes him a little uncomfortable。

Now I heard that there is also a person in the clan who specializes in making words, named Cangjie, and his heart is suddenly ecstatic, this person is a person in his own tribal alliance, if he succeeds in making words, he will not only suppress the emperor and benefit the human race, but also build momentum for his tribe and get more support from the human race. Come to think of it, this is why this visit is made.

Xuanyuan came to Cangjie's residence, and saw that the thatched hut was shabby, and it was difficult to shelter from the wind and rain, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, so bitter, it really deserved to be the place where the great sage lived. Without hesitation, he gently pushed the door and entered, and saw a young man inside, with a cloak and a branch in his hand, writing something on the ground.

The boy was thin, only thirteen or fourteen years old, although he was not very old, and he had not yet sorted out his appearance, but he made people feel an old man, as if he was not facing a young man, but an old man.

"Dare to ask, but Cangjie Daxian?" Xuanyuan ordered the guards to wait outside, went in alone, and asked respectfully.

Cangjie also found Xuanyuan at this time, smiled slightly, put down the branch in his hand, stood up, and looked at this candidate for human emperor seriously, seeing that he was in his thirties, his appearance was heroic, and at the same time, he was shrouded in an imperial aura, which was very majestic, and he couldn't help but nod in his heart, it seems that it should not be wrong to ask the original junior disciple to send disciples to assist this person.

"I've seen the Yellow Emperor!" Cangjie bowed slightly.

Xuanyuan saw that Cangjie was neither humble nor arrogant, and behaved decently, he couldn't help but think that it was a great sage, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Cangjie up, and said excitedly: "I heard that the great sage wants to make words for the human race, I don't know if he has eyebrows?"

Seeing this, Cangjie still didn't know what he was thinking, and said confidently: "I have also found the essence of this word, and I will be able to create it in less than ten years." ”

It will take ten years, Xuanyuan heard this, his eyes were a little worried, so, I don't know if he will be driven by Emperor Yu.

Cangjie has been watching his expression, and he couldn't help but smile in his heart, and said lightly: "Yellow Emperor, rest assured, Cangjie's creation of words this time is arranged by Heaven, although Emperor Jiuli is brilliant and has many great achievements, but after all, he is a mortal, there is no great trend of heaven, and if he wants to create words, I am afraid that it will be difficult." Although I am a child, I am the reincarnation arranged by the Heavenly Dao, and the creation of words will be unimpeded. This time, I need to use ten years to perfect the text, thinking about the emperor, I'm afraid it will take a hundred years and a thousand years. ”

Cangjie said, full of confidence in his heart, if the machine is blocked today, he still doesn't know that Emperor Jiuli is the incarnation of the three corpses of Emperor Jiang, just like Xuanyuan, it came into being, and now he will make words behind closed doors, but he is just persecuted by the Wu clan, otherwise how can he let go of political affairs for thirteen years.

"It turns out that the great sage is arranged by God, and Xuanyuan was disrespectful just now, please forgive me. Xuanyuan said, his heart was a lot more relieved, but he was still a little uneasy, after all, what Cangjie said about the arrangement of heaven was just the words of his family.

Cangjie shook his head, didn't say much, picked up the branch on the ground, drew it on the ground, and after painting, said to Xuanyuan: "Yellow Emperor, please see, can you understand the meaning of this word?"

Xuanyuan was still puzzled, and suddenly understood, it turned out that Cangjie saw that he had doubts, so he wrote a word that he had made, to prove it, and a trace of shame flashed in his heart, but he was not hypocritical, and immediately looked at it carefully, only to see the painting on the ground, although there were only a few simple lines, but his heart was a little shocked, and he shouted at the moment: "Isn't this a person!"

"It's the word 'people'. Cangjie was happy, and immediately drew a few more lines, "Please see the Yellow Emperor again." ”

Xuanyuan turned his head and was surprised, "At this time, the soldiers?"

"Yes, it's the word 'soldier'. Cangjie said happily, with a sense of accomplishment in his heart, although Lao Tzu did nothing, but as the embodiment of thought, Cangjie was not inactive at all.

Xuanyuan made up his mind, and said in ecstasy: "Is it really arranged by God, this time the Terran script will be entrusted to Cangjie Daxian." ”

"Such things that are beneficial to the human race, Cangjie is duty-bound. Cangjie smiled slightly. It is as if he has seen the scene of his own creation of words and thousands of merits.

Just as the two were talking happily, suddenly there was a throbbing of heaven and earth, and clouds of merit appeared in the distance, and golden symbols flew into the air, triggering powerful aura fluctuations.

"How can this be!" Cangjie was shocked, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.