It is said that after establishing the tribe, Fu Xi immediately found the ten smartest people in the human race and gave them a glorious and arduous task, to create a zào humanities!

Fu Xi has been a demon giant for so many years, and he knows very well that the strength of a race is not at all how strong the army is, nor how strong the strength of the patriarch is, not to mention how brilliant the past achievements of this race are.

Although a strong army is the foundation of a race's inviolability, although a strong patriarch can deter other races, although brilliant achievements can be admired by all races, but these are not the real foundation of a race, Fu Xi believes that the most important thing for a race is to have their own writing and have their own culture.

After observing during this period of time, Fu Xi thought that the ten people in front of him were the smartest people in the entire human race, and their brains were particularly flexible, and there were many things that even Fu Xi hadn't thought of, they had already thought of them, so Fu Xi planned to hand over the important task of creating zào humanities to them.

After these ten people received the order, they left Fu Xi's sight, and Fu Xi was actually a little uneasy in his heart, because whether it was the witch of the witch clan or the demon of the demon clan, it was slowly formed after countless years of accumulation, and now it is only for ten people to create zào humanities, will it be too difficult!

Not to mention the uneasiness in Fuxi's heart, after the ten people left, they found a place to discuss, although the Terrans do not have writing now, but there is no obstacle to speaking, because Chinese is common in the entire flood wilderness, but the same word is written differently by various races, so although there is no problem for everyone to communicate, they can't understand the words of other races at all.

Because the human race is born of the nine heavens and the essence and blood of Fuxi Nuwa, the wisdom of each human race should not be underestimated, at this time, just find a person from the human race, throw him to the future generations that are all people with an IQ of more than two hundred, and these ten people are carefully selected by Fuxi, and they are the ten smartest people in the millions of people, and their wisdom can be imagined.

Ten people agreed that if you want to create a humanities, you must go through a lot of observation, and you must have a specific understanding of everything in the world, so as to be able to create a set of words that contain the principle of change of all things.

But at this time, the human race does not have a little cultivation at all, they want to travel through the flood is to find death, but even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, they have to complete, the next day these ten people each carried a package of food, met at the gate of the tribe, their faces were full of perseverance, ten people looked at each other and did not speak, just nodded to each other and walked out of the tribe.

After discussion, these ten people chose the safest route, because they had no mana, so they could only travel through the flood by walking, these ten people went through all kinds of hardships along the way, and it was not long before the first person died in the mouth of the beast, and after another two years another person was poisoned by the poisonous fruit, and after another two years another person was bitten to death by a poisonous snake.

These ten people have been reduced by nearly half in the first hundred years of departure, and after another hundred years, there are only three of the ten people left when they set off, although there are only three people left, but these three people carry the dreams of the other seven people, Fuxi, and even the entire human race, and they have no regrets.

At this time, if there is a master of luck to observe the three people, he will find that the luck of these three people is very huge, even the ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal is not as good as the ordinary Da Luo Jin Xian, when these ten people left the human tribe, their luck was not strong, and it was only a little stronger than the other human races, but as these ten people walked longer and longer, they experienced more and more things, and their luck was constantly increasing.

Later, although seven of the ten people died in a foreign land, the luck of these seven people did not dissipate, but was transferred to the remaining three people after their deaths, so it is not an exaggeration to say that these three people carried the dreams of the other seven.

One step, two steps, three steps, these three people walked all over the flood with their feet, one year, two years and three years, these three people used their incomparably strong perseverance to complete an almost impossible task, and used their feet to walk through the entire flood wilderness.

Five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, although the life span of this first batch of human races is much longer than that of later generations, but five hundred years is enough time to make these three people gray hair, although their bodies have begun to age, although their hearts have been full of vicissitudes, but they have never had the idea of giving up, they have been sticking to their mission.

They set out from the eastern part of the flood wilderness, and it took them three hundred years to travel all over the southern part of the flood wilderness, and another three hundred years to travel all over the western part of the flood wilderness, and now they are in the northern part of the flood wilderness, and they know that in a few hundred years they will be able to complete the mission assigned by Fu Xi, because at this time they already have a general idea of how to create zào humanities in their hearts.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed, and they have finally traveled all over the northern part of the Flood Wilderness, ready to move towards their final goal, which is also the place where they set off, the eastern part of the Flood Wilderness, but at this moment, one of the three suddenly fell, this person was not suffering from illness or poison, but the life was approaching.

Although the lifespan of the first batch of Terrans is very long, but now nine hundred years have passed, although these nine hundred years are very short for monks, but for these Terrans who have not cultivated, it is already the limit, this person's eyes are full of unwillingness, but it still can't withstand the erosion of the years, so he quietly left one night.

The remaining two Terrans were not too sad to find out that their old friend had died, but hastily buried him, not because the relationship between them was not deep, but because the two of them also knew that their life was running out, but their mission had not yet been completed, they had to return to the tribe before they died, and hand over the humanity they had created to the patriarch Fuxi.

The two old men supported each other and walked on the way home, although this road was not very long, as long as it passed through the West Kunlun Mountains, it was an almost impossible journey for the two dying old Terrans!