nownovels Chapter 257
Chapter 257
Human Holy Land.
Kunpeng is in retreat.
Suddenly, the voice of Styx came from his ear.
"Kunpeng, the progenitor of the human race is about to be born, you take him as an apprentice, pass on the writings of heaven and demons, and help him create characters."
After saying that, the breath of Styx disappeared.
"Kunpeng, I would like to obey the order of my lord."
Kunpeng bowed and saluted, sending Styx off respectfully.
"The ancestor of the human race, the fourth disciple of this seat."
"Three emperors and five emperors, plus Wenzu, I must break through to the realm of saints."
Kunpeng was in high spirits and stroked his chin.
Immediately, Kunpeng left the Holy Land of the Human Race.
.........
Nether Sea of Blood.
Sanxian Island.
"Cang Jie created characters, he must be punished by heaven, and died of thunder."
"With Kunpeng around, presumably Cangjie can withstand the thunder calamity and gain supreme merit."
Ming He sat on the rattan chair, playing with the Karma Red Lotus.
"System, come out and chat with this deity."
One breath, two breaths.
"Hum!"
"Arrogant, right?"
"Brother System, why don't you just chat with him."
"Look, such a cute boy, are you willing to neglect others?"
Styx suddenly made a fuss.
That coquettish hum, can be described as extremely sexy, especially charming.
"Styx, get out of here."
"Are you trying to give me nightmares?"
"Your voice is nothing compared to Teacher Cang's, you son of a bitch."
"Cultivate well, won't you?"
The system snorted.
This Styx is quite embarrassing.
After countless years of cultivation, he was only at the peak of Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, which is too rubbish.
"The deity is practicing hard."
"System, what is your background?"
Styx asked the question he had asked countless times again.
"Wait until you kill the Three Thousand Dao."
"You just need to remember that your enemy is not only the avenue, but also the existence on the avenue."
"Sao Nian, come on."
Speaking of this, the system's tone was full of a certain sense of confusion.
Hearing this, Styx fell into silence.
I traveled to the prehistoric world by myself and became the Blood Lord of the Styx, No. 1 in the prehistoric world.
But there is still a layer of haze that will not dissipate for a long time.
It seems that someone is secretly promoting all this.
"That's it."
"They come, the security."
"This deity is an existence that wants to cross the ages."
Styx shook his head and fell into cultivation.
.........
Floods don't count years.
In an instant, decades flew by.
Kunpeng took Cang Jie as his apprentice, and passed on to him the text of the Way of Heaven and the Text of Demons.
Cangjie felt he had realized it, but at the same time he felt he did not.
So, he began to travel among the human race.
Gradually, he discovered that although there were characters in the human race, they were all embryonic.
Moreover, the tribal writing is messy and unsystematic at all.
Cangjie felt that his chance to become enlightened was to create a set of human characters.
After decades of research, Cangjie finally created human characters.
Human Holy Land.
A middle-aged man stands above the sky.
Inherited from Kunpeng, Cangjie possessed the peak strength of Jinxian in just a few decades.
There is a mysterious order flashing around him.
That order is a peculiar character.
This character is not the script of heaven or demon, but the script of human race.
However, this is order.
It still needs Cangjie to actually create it and tell the prehistoric people.
Cangjie holds a tree branch and stands in the void.
"There is righteousness in the world, and the human race should strengthen itself."
"The way of heaven is the way of humanity."
"I, Cangjie, created human characters today."
Cang Jie shouted loudly, dancing around in order.
A mysterious aura appeared in the Holy Land of the Human Race.
"Cangjie created characters, and there will be another holy man among the human race."
"But the test of the way of heaven, to see if it can resist."
"If you can't bear it, then this seat should take action."
Kunpeng's eyelids drooped slightly, muttering to himself.
Since becoming the teacher of the human race, he already has a strong sense of belonging.
This race is worthy of Kunpeng's protection.
Cangjie's voice, under the blessing of Kunpeng's mana, spread throughout the prehistoric world.
Immediately afterwards, the Great Desolation trembled.
"This Cangjie is actually a disciple of Kunpeng."
Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were deep, and through the endless space, he swept across Cangjie's body.
"At the peak of Jinxian, his cultivation is not bad."
"If you really create human characters, the merit is not inferior to the three ancestors of the human race."
Yuan Shi gave an unusual compliment.
You know, Yuan Shi is the No. 1 racial discrimination in the wild.
Now that he said that, it must be that Cangjie has something special that is different from ordinary people.
Moreover, after Zhuanxu, Guang Chengzi, who explained the teachings, will become the master of the new emperor.
Therefore, Yuanshi had some good feelings for the human race.
Shennong, his good disciple, has reached the early stage of sainthood.
Although it is said that it is the sanctification of merit, Shennong's tenacious quality is something that Yuanshi has never seen in the disciples of Chanjiao.
Cangjie was only a golden fairy, but his voice spread throughout the prehistoric world.
In the prehistoric times, the whole world was shocked.
This human race is worthy of being the protagonist of the world, and its luck is too strong.
If Cangjie really created the human race's characters, then the human race would need another great power.
Human Holy Land.
The third ancestor of the human race stood in the void, observing Cangjie's every move.
After a while, Cangjie finally started to create characters.
He used the branch in his hand as a pen and waved it out of thin air.
All the runes of order around the body entered the branches.
The wind is surging, and the situation is changing.
"sky!"
Cang Jie let out a loud shout, and a towering character appeared in the sky.
Those words contain infinite luck of the human race.
The golden light is shining brightly.
As soon as the sky word came out, thunder and calamity suddenly occurred.
Cangjie created characters not against the sky, but to complement humanity.
But together with the monks, it is not a flat road, but full of bumps.
For Cangjie to create characters, he still needs to pass the test of heaven.
If you pass the test, you can get infinite heavenly merit.
The holy land of the human race has been covered by black clouds.
Cangjie didn't pay attention to the Jieyun above the nine heavens.
He continued to wave the branch, and another word of ten thousand zhang appeared in the air.
"land!"
Cangjie let out a loud shout, and saw the characters for earth and sky dancing in the air.
The luck of the human race keeps pouring into these two words.
At this moment, suddenly a thunderbolt of ten thousand feet came towards Cangjie.
That thunder actually contained the power to kill the peak Taiyi Jinxian.
And Cangjie's strength is the peak of Jinxian, not Lei Ting's opponent.
Crackling!
A loud noise, the characters of sky and earth, shrouded Cang Jie's head.
That ten thousand zhang thunder calamity was blocked by two words.
"people!"
Cangjie waved the branch again.
A herringbone gradually took shape.
Herringbone exudes a simple and vicissitudes of life.
In the next moment, the character "herringbone" soared into the sky, flying in the air with the other two characters.
The vast thunder was directly obliterated by the three characters.
Cangjie was not affected by Lei Jie at all.
Cangjie's creation of characters is still going on.