Honghuang: I can combine talents

The old trees in the prehistoric mountains are packed with roots, blocking the sky and the sun. Birds and beasts are flying and roaring, tigers are roaring in the mountains and forests, and crises and adventures coexist.

In the mountain forest, a red-skinned and black-striped demon tiger hid its aura behind the vegetation.

A one-horned deer was completely unaware of this, looking around at no one, and lowered its head to lick the clear water of the pond.

"Ouch!"

The crimson tiger turned into a rainbow and killed the one-horned deer ten steps away. The tiger rushed into the forest. Before the sound was heard, its claws were already there. It scratched the one-horned deer's ankle in one stroke, making it lose its ability to escape. Another bite Aiming at the throat and biting it with precision and cruelty, the one-horned deer was instantly killed.

"The roaring tigers in the mountains and forests are terrifying and powerful. As expected, one should go to the mountains and forests to find the true charm."

I saw a human young man standing on a big tree ten meters away from the tiger. He was holding a sharp weapon and observing the tiger's posture and charm while carving strange lines on the stone slab.

This human young man was none other than someone else. It's Cangjie!

At this time, Cangjie has long lost his tenderness and youthfulness, and his appearance is handsome. His originally thin body has entered the immortal realm as he has no need to absorb nutrients from grains and grains to become strong.

Ten years have passed. , Cangjie has become a man who can stand upright.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that Cangjie is still making characters and walking on his own path.

"Master, the character"Tiger" has been completed, let's go back."

After the tiger on the ground left, Cangjie finished his creation and turned around and shouted

"Okay, go back to the tribe and carve the words you invented onto the main monument."

Huang Hao has been secretly protecting Cang Jie, and now he appears in the sky and takes him back to the Cang tribe.

Today, the Cang tribe has developed into a large tribe of nearly three thousand people. Facts have proved that Huang Hao still underestimated the human race. Reproductive ability.

For more than ten years, Huang Hao and Cangjie have been in charge, and the weather has been smooth and there have been no foreign invasions.

Although most of the people in the tribe are children with no fighting ability, even if Huang Hao leaves in the future, there should be no fear in the tribe with Cangjie in charge. there will be danger

"The Immortal and the Patriarch are back!"

"Drinking and eating meat tonight……"

As soon as Huang Hao and Cang Jie returned to the tribe, cheers erupted one after another.

Ten years have passed, the old patriarch has passed away, and the new patriarch is Cang Jie, the strongest man in the tribe.

Huang Hao had a good impression of these simple and kind-hearted residents. He returned the greetings with a smile, and then led Cang Jie to the door of the patriarch's house.

I saw a huge white jade stone standing here, with densely packed characters engraved on it.

This jade tablet was a meeting gift from Huang Hao to Cangjie. The characters engraved on it were naturally the human characters created by Cangjie.

Cangjie expelled six stones from his arms, which were the fruits of their trip. Cangjie compared the words on the stones and began to carve on the jade.

As the last tiger character was carved, Cangjie created exactly three thousand characters to meet people's daily character needs. Now Cangjie finally completed his own way of creating characters.

Cangjie breathed a long sigh of relief. After more than ten years of unremitting efforts, he could finally take the next step.

Cangjie raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes shining brightly. A strong wind blew by, making his clothes rustle.

"God is above. Today, there is a human race called Cangjie who created writing and left a cultural heritage for the human race. We hope God will learn from it!"

To create words, creation alone is not enough. What is more important is inheritance.

With words, only the various essences of the human race can be preserved, and only the Taoism and the rules of heaven and earth can be recorded.

But this move is undoubtedly an act against heaven and will inevitably It has to pass the test of heaven.

The wind and clouds are surging above the Cang tribe, and the golden light is surging. It seems that something big is going to happen in the changing situation.

There is a loud roar in the sky, and the roar of thunder can be heard endlessly, like a sound like the destruction of the world, in the heavens Almighty ears are ringing.

The prehistoric world is very vast, but the creation of writing by human beings is really too shocking. But all the powerful people in the Daluo realm who have some understanding of the way of heaven are looking in the direction of Cangjie.

Even Even the empress Nuwa, who lived in seclusion in the Wa palace, couldn't help but look at her.

Golden thunder surged over the Cang tribe.

Huang Haodu looked at the sky nervously. Although he knew that the written inheritance would definitely be recognized, he couldn't see it with his own eyes. But it was another matter. He was afraid that his arrival would cause too much change in the human race. The thunder of heaven suddenly evolved and transformed into thunder bell, thunder fire, thunder light, thunder pan, thunder well, thunder drum and Lei Wei. , Lei Chou and other Heavenly Thunder Soldiers took shape.

The Heavenly Thunder evolved into various Heavenly Thunder Soldiers, all blasting towards Cangjie.

These Heavenly Thunder Soldiers, specializing in Yuan Shen, are to test whether the human race has the spirit and will to create words.

If so After this catastrophe, the human race will obtain the important thing of writing, and its future development and rise can be foreseen.

If it cannot pass, not only will Cangjie's long-term efforts be in vain, but it will also be difficult for the human race to create writing again in the future. It's like ascending to the sky.

The first thunderbolt from heaven came, Cangjie hugged Yuan Shouyi, stabilized his mind, and resisted, but his eyes were split open by the bombardment.

Then came the second, and the third, and Cangjie was bombarded. His clothes were ragged and his body was charred, but he still persisted.

Huang Hao looked at Cangjie nervously from the side, because his arrival caused Cangjie to be born early. He didn't know what state Cangjie was in when he created characters, but he just felt that this time the thunder It would be difficult for Cang Jie to survive the calamity just by relying on the human-immortal realm.

But Huang Hao couldn't intervene. His body being a monster had nothing to do with the thunder this time. If he tried to take action forcefully, it would probably cause a backlash from Heaven, causing The thunder is dozens of times more violent!

"As a primitive human race, there are people who want to create words for you and ignite the fire of civilization. Don’t you hope so and remain indifferent?"

Huang Hao, a human being in his previous life, saw this scene and was unwilling to let the inheritance of the human race be shattered. He couldn't help but roar emotionally. This time he didn't use magic power to amplify his voice, but his voice was transmitted far, far away......

At the same time, the human race in the prehistoric world, a figure emerged in the mind. Someone created the human character, was fighting against the way of heaven, changed against the will of heaven, and wanted to help the human race leave a legacy.

Immediately afterwards It was Huang Hao's voice again, ringing in the ears of the human race. They didn't know how to help Cangjie, but in the hearts of all the human race, they hoped to create words.

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