However, it is said that among the many officials set up by Xuanyuan, there is a historian surnamed Cangmingjie, who is a descendant of the ancestor Suiren, and Cangjie is not satisfied with enough images and symbols to record history, and is bent on creating a script that belongs to the human race.

After making up his mind, Cangjie looked up at the sky, looked down on all things, and saw the claw marks left by birds on the beach, but he was greatly inspired to invent the "bird trace book", but this bird track book only created more than 100 words, and it can no longer be made, and its glyphs are too complicated, but it is difficult to promote.

On this day, Cangjie was holding a branch in his hand, scribbling on the ground, but he saw an old man standing behind him with great interest to watch, Cangjie saw the old man crane with a childish face, fairy wind bones, but he hurriedly stood up, and said with a deep salute: "I don't know what the elders have to teach!"

The old man smiled when he heard this, "The old man has only been observing for a long time, and your bird trace book can be described as a pictographic method, but you can know the meaning and the method of shape and sound?"

When Cangjie heard this, he immediately came to his senses, and hurriedly asked: "I don't know what the elder said, what is the method of understanding and forming and sounding?

When the old man heard this, he pointed to the two symbols drawn on the ground of Cangjie and said, "If the old man is not mistaken, your two words represent the sun star and the Taiyin star respectively?"

Hearing this, Cangjie hurriedly nodded yes and explained to the old man: "As the elder said, I use a circle instead of the sun star and call it the 'sun', and a hook instead of the Taiyin star, and call it the word 'moon'!"

The old man nodded slightly, "In that case, why don't we combine these two words together to form a new character to represent light?" After that, he took the branch in Cangjie's hand and drew a circle on the left side, and added a hook on the right.

Cangjie was overjoyed when he saw this, but he said madly: "I see! I see! Although the light has not undergone a specific shape, the other party can guess the meaning of this word according to the meaning of the sun and the moon, and this method of making words is what the elder said."

The old man nodded again when he heard this!

Seeing this, Cangjie suddenly knelt down in front of the old man, touched his head to the ground and said: "Cangjie is willing to worship the elder as a teacher, and ask the elder to teach Cangjie the method of making words!"

Hearing this, the old man looked at Cangjie quietly, but said lightly: "Do you really want to worship the poor Tao as a teacher?"

Hearing this, Cangjie kowtowed again: "Cangjie sincerely apprentices, and hopes that the elders will be fulfilled!"

The old man laughed when he heard this: "That's it, from today onwards, you will be the old man's closed disciple!"

When Cangjie heard this, he didn't know the old man's intentions, so he hurriedly bowed three times and bowed nine times and said: "The master is above, and the disciple Cangjie is polite!"

The old man waited for Cangjie to finish worshipping, but he gently helped Cangjie up, and saw Cangjie's anxious face, but he took the initiative to explain: "The so-called shape and sound are because the created word is composed of two parts, form and sound, one part represents the meaning of the word, called the shape part, and the other part represents the pronunciation of the word, called the sound part." But this method must be based on the first two, otherwise it will become a rootless tree that may tilt and collapse at any time. ”

"For example, if you want to use a word to represent the flow of water flowing down the mountain, and there is a creature in this flow of water that you call 'Xi', then you can use the pronunciation of this animal to represent this flow of water, and in order to distinguish the difference between the two, add a symbol to represent water in front of the word 'Xi', and finally you can use 'stream' to represent the smaller flow of water in the mountain. ”

When Cangjie heard this, he suddenly realized, and shouted: "Master, disciple understands!"

I saw Cangjie pondering for a moment, suddenly kneeling on the ground, smoothing the dust on the ground with his hands, and scribbling on the ground.

In a moment, all kinds of strange symbols were painted on the ground. And in order to make words, Cangjie began to yell and imitate various sounds, and as Cangjie's movements became louder and louder, people nearby came around.

As the crowd gathered more and more, in the end, even Xuanyuan was alarmed, and Xuanyuan asked only to learn that Cangjie was making words, so he hurriedly led his subordinates to Cangjie.

Seeing Cangjie's appearance, Xuanyuan was taken aback, but he was frightened by Cangjie's madness, but Xuanyuan also knew that Cangjie should be in the epiphany as the monk said, and it was likely that it was time to produce results, so he hurriedly ordered everyone to step back, so as not to disturb Cangjie.

After three days and three nights, Cangjie suddenly stood up, laughed, laughed, but shouted: "Now I Cangjie, I have succeeded in making words, there are 3,000 words handed down, and the human race should remember it!"

"Heaven!" As soon as the words fell, I saw the word "sky" appear in the sky.

As soon as the words fell, the word "land" appeared in the sky again.

......

Cangjie read faster and faster, until he finished reading the three thousand words he had made, and then he stopped, and the Terrans in the heavens and the earth saw the words flashing in the sky, and at the same time remembered the meaning of these words in their hearts, and since then the Terrans have finally ended the era of knotted rope memories.

It is precisely because of the emergence of words that the human race will leak the secrets of heaven and earth, and in time, the desolate world is afraid that there will be no secrets at all, and other races will forever lose the opportunity to become the protagonist of heaven and earth under the interference of human beings.

Since it is a move against the heavens, the Heavenly Dao will naturally send down the heavenly punishment, but this heavenly punishment is directly formed by the Heavenly Dao, which is completely different from the heavenly punishment established by the mosquito Dao people.

It seemed that it was only for a moment, and the sky was already cloudy, thunder and lightning flashed, and clusters of supreme calamity fires gathered together, forming purple electric snakes, shuttling through the void.

Seeing such a situation, Xuanyuan didn't know that this was Cangjie's creation of words to attract the curse, and hurriedly ordered everyone to disperse far away, and he struggled to move towards Cangjie, wanting to wake up Cangjie. But Xuanyuan was desperate to find that under the pressure of heaven and earth, he couldn't even get close to Cangjie within ten feet!

Just when Xuanyuan was desperate, he saw an old man come to Cangjie at some point, only to see the old man gently put his hand on Cangjie's shoulder, woke Cangjie from his crazy state, and said slowly: "Heaven's curse is coming, you should deal with it well!"

Cangjie came back to his senses, his eyes were confused, and he asked, "Dare to ask Master, what is the curse of heaven?"

When the old man heard this, he replied, "Writing words is both a supreme merit and an act against heaven, so the way of heaven will punish you!"

Cangjie showed a strange look on his face, and suddenly hugged his head and cried: "God, I have made great contributions to the human race, but you want to punish me, how unfair is it?"

When the old man heard this, he slapped Cangjie fiercely and said: "The old man's disciple, which one is not amazingly talented, who fights the heavens and the earth, but you don't think about the catastrophe, but complains about the heavens and worries, is the old man already old and dizzy to the point of accepting a coward as a disciple?"

Cangjie glanced at the old man twice, then looked up at the tribulation clouds, with a look of despair on his face, and said: "Master, the disciple is just an ordinary man, how can he survive such a catastrophe?

When the old man heard this, he said: "It's one thing to survive or not, it's another thing to want to survive or not, as long as you have hope and undefeated faith, the catastrophe can destroy your body, can it still destroy your spirit? As long as you work hard and fight, you will fail, so what is there to fear?"

Hearing this, Cangjie was shocked, and kowtowed respectfully to the old man three times, and then said: "Master, if the disciple is lucky enough to survive this catastrophe, then do his filial piety under the knees of the master!" Then Cangjie bowed to Xuanyuan again, but he held his head high and calmly faced the punishment of that day.

When the old man saw Cangjie like this, he smiled slightly, watching Cangjie face the punishment of heaven alone.

Suddenly, an arm-thick thunderbolt fell from the sky in the sky, and when he saw that the thunder and lightning were about to fall, Cangjie suddenly shouted "Tian!" and then saw a golden "sky" word go up, although it was broken in an instant, but the thunder and lightning were also a lot weaker, and then there was another "earth" word to meet it, until Cangjie shouted the seventh word, the thunder and lightning were completely extinguished.

Then seventy-nine bolts of lightning fell, but they were all blocked by Cangjie with words, looking at the purple lightning the thickness of the last bucket, Cangjie couldn't help despairing, the three thousand words had been used up, how could he block this strongest lightning.

Seeing the last lightning bolt coming towards him, Cangjie suddenly smiled, he had already created words along the way, even if he died under the thunderbolt, what could he do. Just when Cangjie closed his eyes and waited for death, he saw the old man next to him waving the sleeves of his robe, and extinguished the lightning invisibly.

Cangjie waited for a long time, but still did not see the thunder and lightning fall, when he opened his eyes, he saw that the surrounding clansmen were looking at the sky with a dull face, and hurriedly looked up, but saw that a dark purple eye suddenly appeared in the sky, and he was looking down with an angry face.

Cangjie was surprised, but saw the old man next to him suddenly speak: "It seems that you haven't learned a lesson yet!" After saying that, he raised his palm lightly, and then saw a huge palm appear above his eye, and his palm closed lightly, holding that eye in his hand.

After the eye of heaven disappeared, he saw a golden cloud of merit divided into two, coming to Cangjie and the old man respectively, but the old man saw this but waved his hand casually, and put the merit he obtained into Cangjie's body, and Cangjie was nourished by the golden light of merit, but he jumped from a mortal man who had no cultivation to a strong man in the later stage of the quasi-sainthood, and the branch of Cangjie's character creation was turned into an acquired merit treasure Spring and Autumn pen.

After Cangjie absorbed the merits, he saw that the sky suddenly began to fall millet, but this is the way of heaven to see that the human race has withstood the test, and since then it will always be the protagonist of heaven and earth, so the sky has a vision to reward the human race. At the same time, there were bursts of ghost crying in the underworld, but it was the souls of the dragon, phoenix, unicorn and lich clans in the underworld who were grieving for themselves, and from then on, the protagonist of heaven and earth would never have anything to do with him.

After the old man heard the ghost crying, he frowned slightly, and then snorted coldly, and in an instant, the wind and the earth were light, and all kinds of visions did not leave a trace.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, only to see Xuanyuan hurriedly step forward and salute: "Dare to ask the name of Changgao, which immortal mountain to cultivate?"

The old man laughed when he heard this, but he suddenly turned into a young Taoist in a red robe.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, but they all knelt down and said, "See the Holy Master!" It turned out that this old man was the Zhu Yan Saint who had traveled down the mountain.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan hurriedly knelt down and asked, "The people of Chendu are fortunate to have seen the holy master's respectful face, I don't know why the holy master came to Chendu?"

Zhu Yan heard this, but pointed to the stunned Cangjie and said, "It's especially for the apprentice!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at Cangjie with envy on their faces, even the three ancestors of the human race were only the registered disciples of the Holy Master, but Cangjie was able to become the personal disciple of the Holy Master, how could this opportunity not be enviable.

Zhu Yan looked at Cangjie with an unbelievable look on his face and smiled: "Why, you kid can't regret it!"

Although Cangjie knew that Zhu Yan was just joking, he still hurriedly knelt down and said, "The disciple doesn't dare!"

Zhu Yan smiled slightly, picked up Cangjie and Xuanyuan with his own hands, and asked everyone to get up, and then said to Cangjie: "For the teacher, you still have to travel in the world for some time, are you going to travel around with the teacher, or stay in Chendu and practice alone!"

Hearing this, Cangjie hurriedly said, "The disciple is willing to follow the master!"

Zhu Yan nodded slightly when he heard this, and then disappeared with Cangjie.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan hurriedly knelt on the ground to send him off, but Cangjie was honored as Emperor Shi by later generations because of the merit of making words, and his status was equal to that of the Three Emperors.