Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 29 [Daoyan system, deducing text]

"this!"

"This is a fairy trick."

Everyone was shocked. Under Zhang Yan's spell, the bite mark on Ah Man's thigh disappeared directly, and his face became extremely rosy and full of vitality.

The dark-skinned man, whose palms were full of blood, asked cautiously: "This immortal, did you just say that you are also a human race?"

"Yes, can you tell me how he was injured?"

"Oh, Ah Man was bitten by a wild beast."

"The demon tribe has been dissatisfied with us humans for hunting wild beasts for a long time. They often come to the tribe to devour their own tribe."

"Ugh!"

Weakness is a sin. This is an eternal truth. If the human race wants to survive, it is natural to eat food. However, the demon race is the transformation of beasts and elves. It is impossible to watch others being killed. Conflict will inevitably break out. .

Zhang Yan can't say anything about this, and he can't change anything. If he wants to make changes, he must have absolute power.

"Which tribe did you split off from?"

"Our ancestors split from the Suiren tribe. It has been more than a hundred years ago."

"The Suiren clan!"

In Zhang Yan's memory, the Suiren clan is one of the largest tribes in the human race today, with thousands of people. Every ten years some people will split off and go out to find a suitable place to live and rebuild the tribe.

"Sui Renshi, I remember that I don't know how to use grass and sawdust to stop bleeding!"

Zhang Yan asked his doubts. Although the human race was not very civilized, they still had some basic medical knowledge, and some herbal medicines for stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation had been passed down for a long time.

"this!"

Everyone looked around, and finally an older man spoke: "I heard my father say that the patriarch of the previous generation would use a herbal medicine to treat injured people."

"Because it has been so long, the current clan leader has forgotten what herbal medicine is."

"this!"

Zhang Yan was a little dazed, he could forget this thing. Nowadays, the human race is weak and injuries are inevitable.

The tribe before Zhang Yan had some herbs specially used to stop bleeding, and they were passed down by word of mouth, so it was impossible to forget them.

"Well, I remember my father also said that a hundred years ago, our tribe suffered a disaster. The leader died early and did not leave this inheritance."

The swarthy man seemed a little disappointed and even sad as he said, "If I really have this ability, I plan to go to the Suiren tribe to learn it, so that we don't have to die so many warriors every year."

"Eh!"

Zhang Yan sighed deeply. He couldn't understand how a tribe could survive without medical treatment and even had to endure hunger, cold and cold. And this was just one of the tribes.

"The demon clan has a blood heritage and can know things since birth."

"Writing is what humanity lacks most today."

Zhang Yan was so calm that he instantly understood what Yuanshi Tianzun told him about the opportunity.

"If there is written inheritance, even if a tribe suffers a sudden disaster, there will be no faults. This is the way to long-term survival."

But Zhang Yan knew that during the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period, a sage named Cangjie would be born in the human race, and he would create characters for the human race in accordance with the destiny.

But the prehistoric world is completely different from the history of the earth. During the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period, it was still after the Lich War. If we had to wait for Cangjie to create characters, we don’t know how many thousands of years it would take, and how many people in the human race would have died at that time.

After leaving the tribe, Zhang Yan opened a cave on a nearby hilltop.

If you want to create characters, Chinese characters must be the first choice. However, there are many things in Chinese characters that have never appeared in the prehistoric world, and it is impossible to use them all. “The Daoyan system, with the prehistoric times as its background, evolved a writing style suitable for today.”

Every word has a unique meaning and cannot be created casually. Just like Chinese characters, every man has a story, or even a word that goes straight to the soul. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as profound and profound.

"Hey, it's being deduced."

The Dao Yan system has been bound to Zhang Yan's soul, and with the most basic intelligence, he can understand what Zhang Yan wants.

"people!"

"kind!"

"."

One by one, extremely simplified fonts passed through Zhang Yan's mind. As each font evolved, Zhang Yan would use his spiritual power to depict it in the void.

Each word, stroke by stroke, is the most suitable word to write and the easiest to remember. There is a ray of black and yellow energy gestating deep in every word.

Zhang Yan was immersed in making characters and did not notice all this.

But at this moment, on the hill where Zhang Yan opened the cave, the boundless power of heaven and earth was gestating. On the sky, the auspicious clouds were shining with golden light, as if they were celebrating something.

"war."

"Wu."

"gas."

"none."

".."

The temporarily opened cave was not big, with thousands of fist-sized fonts floating in the air. These were carved by Zhang Yan using spiritual energy and a trace of Taiyi Golden Immortal's power of heaven and earth, and they would never dissipate.

At first, Zhang Yan could draw dozens of fonts in one breath, but after that, he began to slow down.

In fact, many characters are just improved based on the Chinese characters of the previous life, and some fonts have not changed much at all.

But I have to say that every font is more perfect than ever. For example, the word "地" in the word "earth" has not changed much, but at first glance, it seems that this is what "earth" means.

For every deduction, the Daoyan system has hundreds of millions of deduction plans, which all require continuous improvement before a font can be formed.

This is not the most important thing. As Zhang Yan creates more and more characters, there seems to be a magical force that stops him from continuing to deduce, making his actions more and more difficult.

It took ten months to deduce the word "2980".

The next font took a year, a decade and a century.

When the font evolved to 2998, Zhang Yan was instantly pushed out of the deduction state. There seemed to be a magical force between heaven and earth, preventing him from continuing the deduction.

"It's not enough. The avenue is three thousand. Our human font should be three thousand. What are the last two characters?"

Zhang Yan is like this, what he pursues is perfection, and he must be the most perfect if he wants to do it.

"What are the last two words?"

"Daoyan system, start deduction."

"Hey, the command has been received and the deduction is starting."

Since the Daoyan system cannot be analyzed, he can only perform the deduction himself. Zhang Yan doesn't know how long it will take, but he will not give up. He must do his best if he wants to do it.

(End of this chapter)