Chapter 246: Cangjie Creates Characters and Human Destiny

There is a tribe in the land of the human race, named the Shihuang tribe.

On the day when the big star fell from the sky, a woman in the tribe became pregnant.

After ten months of pregnancy, the woman gave birth to a little boy.

When the little boy was born, there was no strange phenomenon in the sky. The only amazing thing was that the child had double pupils!

What is double pupils? It means that there are four eyes in two eye sockets. This is a strange phenomenon!

The woman named him Cangjie. Soon, the fact that Cangjie had double pupils was known to the tribe leader.

The tribe leader was a cultivator in the earthly realm. He knew that most people with double pupils would have extraordinary achievements in the future, so he kept paying attention to Cangjie.

In a blink of an eye, twenty years passed, and Cangjie became a young and strong man.

His hands and feet were very agile and he learned everything very quickly.

Especially in writing, he had a transcendent talent, whether it was the Shihuang family's own method of recording things or the method of other tribes.

In his eyes, he would learn it once he learned it and master it in a short time.

In addition to these, Cang Jie's aptitude in cultivation is also top-notch!

In just twenty years, he has achieved the peak of Lianxu Hedao cultivation!

This is a peerless genius in the small Shihuang tribe.

The Shihuang tribe leader laughed from ear to ear, secretly sighing that the time for his Shihuang tribe to rise has come!

When Cang Jie was thirty years old, he successfully proved the way to earth immortal and became the veritable first master of the Shihuang tribe.

The tribe leader saw that Cang Jie was qualified to be the tribe leader in terms of cultivation and virtue.

So he found Cang Jie and wanted to pass the position of tribe leader to him.

Cang Jie naturally shook his head and refused, and said that he wanted to go out and try his luck.

Go see the legendary Youxiong tribe, Jiuli tribe, and even set foot on the ancestral land of the human race!

The tribe leader had good intentions and tried to persuade Cang Jie, but Cang Jie didn't listen at all.

When Cang Jie was thirty-three years old, he left the Shihuang tribe and began to travel throughout the prehistoric world.

Wherever he went, Cang Jie saw that countless tribes had different ways of recording things, which gave him a headache. At the same time, he secretly vowed that he would create a unique writing system for the human race, which was very different from the writing systems of all the races in the heavens!

Time was like flowing water. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed, and Cang Jie had traveled to countless human tribes.

His cultivation was also rising at an extremely fast and terrifying speed!

Earthly immortals, heavenly immortals, true immortals, and mysterious immortals, soaring all the way to the peak of golden immortals, and then stopped.

Cang Jie traveled to countless human tribes, and he felt that the human race had too many shortcomings in writing!

If the writing system was not unified, how could people's hearts be unified?

With this belief, Cang Jie went straight into the deep mountains and old forests to start research.

Time passed, and when the Shihuang tribe almost forgot about Cang Jie.

Between heaven and earth, at some point, a purple literary aura suddenly rose!

This literary energy was not obvious at first, but as time passed, it grew stronger and bigger!

Soon, a thick literary energy like a pillar of heaven rose up into the sky, mighty and powerful, impacting the nine heavens and ten earths, making the sun, moon and stars dim at this time.

Looking again, I saw Cang Jie's body, already standing above the nine heavens.

In an instant, the eyes of the three ancestors in the ancestral land of the human race looked over, secretly shocked, "What a strong literary energy!"

The chief of the Shihuang tribe stood up suddenly, trembling, and said in disbelief, "That's Cang Jie!"

The saints also discussed, "What a strong literary energy, but this literary energy does not belong to the sequence of prehistoric divine patterns, nor does it belong to demon texts or witch texts, it's so strange!"

In today's prehistoric world, the demons communicate with the demon texts created by the demon master Kunpeng.

The witches communicate with the witches, and there are witch texts hidden deep in their blood.

The prehistoric innate great powers communicate and transmit messages, and there are prehistoric ancient divine patterns!

The myriad races of prehistoric times communicate with each other in their own unique writing and language.

They do not interfere with each other and are clearly divided!

But the aura coming from Cangjie is completely different from the ancient divine patterns, witch writing, demon writing, and even the writing of the myriad races of prehistoric times!

But what is certain is that this is absolutely of great benefit to the human race, and it is still unknown whether it can even be compared with the merits of the Three Emperors.

"The human race really has great potential! There are many talented people!"

In the Western Xumi Holy Land, Zhunti's face was full of envy!

I regret not making friends with the human race at the beginning!

If the West had helped when the human race was born, what they would have harvested now would be thousands of hectares of fertile land.

The mere merit of repaying the way of heaven is not a drop in the bucket at all!

But there is no if in the world. Now, the West can only hope that the last emperor of the human race can bring them more luck.

In the sky, black clouds gathered, thunder roared, and the breath of destruction spread everywhere.

Only Cang Jie, with his body shrouded in crystal purple light, faced the challenge head-on with an unyielding will.

"I am Cang Jie, and today I will create humanities for the human race!"

He spoke firmly. Although his voice was not loud, it resounded throughout the prehistoric world under the spread of thunder.

After Cang Jie finished speaking, he grabbed it casually, and the infinite purple air on his body condensed into a pen holder, which fell into his hand, and then he used the sky as paper to write.

The pen strokes, the pen moves like a dragon, and one golden character after another appears in the air, vivid and with a compelling and shocking aura!

In just one hour, the nine heavens were filled with golden characters.

Cang Jie threw away the pen in his hand and condensed the endless thunder tribulation in the nine heavens.

"Crack!"

The will of the heavenly thunder seemed to be provoked. With a crack, a thick thunder struck fiercely.

The sound of thunder was endless, and the vast destructive power directly submerged the three thousand golden characters!

Those thunders even wanted to cross the three thousand characters and strike Cang Jie.

But Cang Jie was protected by the spirit of literature, so no matter how fierce the thunder was, it could not get close to him.

The thunder was merciless, and the three thousand characters were submerged in the sea of ​​thunder almost every moment.

In Kunlun Holy Land, Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi had a gloomy face and clenched the three treasures of Yu Ruyi in his hand!

The more prosperous the human way is, the more luck Yu Ding can get.

But he was still unwilling and unbalanced, because Jiejiao had more luck than his Chanjiao!

There are fifty great ways, forty-nine heavenly evolutions, and the maximum number of heavenly thunder tribulations is forty-nine.

As long as you get through it, it is equivalent to getting the recognition of the heavenly way.

Time passed slowly, and the three thousand golden characters had passed forty-eight thunder tribulations.

"Crack!"

In the thundercloud, the lightning flashed from time to time, and it was all gathered in it.

It seemed that a more powerful thunder tribulation than the previous forty-eight thunder tribulations was brewing!

Even the calm Cang Jie had more sweat on his palms and more solemnity in his eyes!

He could even feel the terrifying aura of destruction in the calamity cloud above through the three thousand characters!

After an unknown period of time, nine days later, the forty-ninth thunder tribulation finally fell!

The majestic destructive force shattered the void, and all things ceased to exist. This was the ultimate test of the way of heaven, with the power to annihilate all things.

When the previous forty-eight thunder tribulations could not shake its foundation at all.

This thunder tribulation actually made the three thousand characters tremble violently!

There were faint cracks on the golden font, as if it could not withstand the destructive power of the heavenly tribulation and was about to collapse immediately.