Prehistoric: Taiyi Zhenren

Chapter 166 [Terran Cang, Future Wenzu]

As Cangjie continued to study the words on the tortoise shell, the aura of the void condensed in front of him, deriving a pattern of Dao, and the patterns depicted exuded a rich Taoist rhyme.

A coercion of heaven and earth condensed all around, as if a behemoth was about to appear.

The clouds of the Nine Heavens had changed color, and the dark clouds were gradually falling down, and a will filled the entire void.

Cangjie didn't seem to feel the changes in heaven and earth, and was still specializing in the words on the tortoiseshell, and his eyes suddenly burst into light.

"I'm done!"

As soon as the words fell, Cangjie Ning pointed at the knife, the heaven and the earth as the disk, and the mana as the spiritual ink, carving words one after another in the void.

"Humans, beasts, demons, witches, ......"

Cangjie's writing speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of words were already all over the void, exuding infinite Dao rhyme, and a coercion shook the void.

"Boom!"

Feeling the birth of the Terran script, a roar came from the void, and a pair of breathtaking eyes loomed in the clouds.

The terrifying coercion was accompanied by thunder, surging in the void.

"Heaven, Earth, Gods, Immortals, Ghosts, ......"

When the three thousand words are arranged in the void, a majestic force can be felt in the heavens and the earth.

There is a difference between the human script and the innate Dao pattern, the Heavenly Dao will send a test, and if you survive the calamity, you will be able to survive, and if you can't get through, it will turn into ashes.

"Click!"

The thunder exploded, and a gray Silent God Thunder condensed into the appearance of a real dragon, piercing through the void and blasting down directly.

With Cangjie's cultivation of not being a true immortal, wanting to block the silent thunder is completely a fool's dream.

But at this moment of crisis, Taiyi did not choose to make a move, because Cangjie still had that tortoise shell, which should be enough to resist the thunderstorm.

"Buzz!"

The tortoise shell, which originally seemed small, bloomed with the brilliance of bronze and ancient green when it felt that Cangjie was in crisis.

A tortoise shell that was enough to support the heavens and the earth stood horizontally in front of Cangjie, and the brilliant luster enveloped him.

"Bell!"

The silence thunder fell, bursting with endless firelight, and with the sound of a golden song coming out, it had already dissipated.

You must know that this tortoise shell is the essence of the Xuan Tortoise's cultivation of hundreds of millions of yuan, and countless innate Dao patterns are all over it.

The defense is not weaker than the best innate spirit treasure, and there is no problem in resisting a silent divine thunder.

"Woohoo!"

Dozens of thunderbolts fell in an instant, and the entire void evolved into a sea of thunder, and the surrounding peaks and cliffs were all suppressed by the terrifying coercion, and the bombardment was shattered, and the sand and stones were scattered.

Cangjie's complexion changed and changed, but he was still not afraid in his heart, not to mention that the defense of this tortoise shell was extremely strong, and there was a master beside him, so he would definitely be able to get through it easily.

The Dao patterns on the tortoise shell flickered with brilliance, terrifying ripples, and the three thousand words seemed to be being pulled and exuding the Dao rhyme that rendered the heavens.

The fluctuations of the two are incomparably coordinated, scattering the frequency, and a terrifying light soars into the sky.

In an instant, the light collided with the thunder sea, and a deafening roar erupted, and the light between the heavens and the earth shone brightly, and the vast energy turned into gunpowder smoke to cover the sky.

The 3,000 characters created by Cangjie are not just words, but also contain the truth of heaven and earth, and there is a terrible power hidden in them.

With the traction of the Dao pattern on the tortoise shell, this force was triggered, directly shattering the Void Thunder Sea.

"Click!"

A crisp click sounded, and the thunderclouds in the void revealed huge holes, which suddenly dissipated like deflated balloons.

The breathtaking eyes, revealing an unwilling look, turned into aura and faded.

Suddenly the sky cleared, the sun and the moon shone brightly again, and only the ruined peaks and broken earth around them could prove what had just happened.

As the thunderstorm passed, Cangjie had a feeling in his heart.

"I am Cangjie, I understand heaven and earth, see that the human race has no written inheritance, create 3,000 words, and become the ancestor of literature. "

Since then, the human race has been inherited, and the way to heaven has learned from it. "

The loud voice spread all over the wilderness, and countless powers were shocked.

You must know that the human race has its own writing, and it can record some innate insights in the book, leaving a method of inheritance for future generations.

Let those Terrans with poor talents and limited qualifications be able to comprehend the supreme magic method, which will greatly improve the cultivation of Terran monks.

"Accurate!"

The birth of writing is of great significance to the human race, so the Heavenly Dao will inevitably send down merit and reward Cangjie.

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder sounded in the void, and the aura rioted to form a pillar of Dao light, and millions of acres of merit auspicious clouds condensed into the shape of a golden lotus, which slowly fell on the top of Cangjie's head.

Millions of acres of merit are divided into two, and one of them is successfully integrated into the tortoise shell, exuding a strong aura of merit.

The tortoise shell helped Cangjie to comprehend 3,000 words, and helped to resist the thunderstorm, so as to occupy a successful virtue.

With merit integration, it is already the best innate merit spirit treasure, and its defense power has been greatly improved.

The remaining nine successful virtues turned into golden dragons and frantically drilled into Cangjie's body.

The aura around his body skyrocketed rapidly, and he had already reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal in an instant.

You must know that it is a merit of making words, which is enough to achieve quasi-holy cultivation.

In the past, Kunpeng created the demon script, and the merits of the Heavenly Dao directly allowed him to cut out the good corpse.

Now that Cangjie has created the Terran script, he has gained more merit, and his cultivation has skyrocketed like a rocket.

"Boom!"

As all the merits were sucked into his body, Cangjie burst out with the coercion of the quasi-saints, shaking the heavens and the earth to suppress it.

Cangjie broke through the quasi-saint cultivation, and the scenes of his previous life came to mind, knowing that he was the reincarnation of the ancient relict Xuan Turtle.

As the saying goes: the past life has become a thing of the past, but you still have to live in the present.

Now that he has been reincarnated as a human being, and he worships Taiyi as a teacher, the opportunity to preach is just around the corner, and he simply doesn't want to be too carefree.

"Thank you Master for planning everything for your disciples, and you will definitely have a good life and practice in the future, and live up to your teacher's kindness. "

After reincarnation, it is equivalent to having to re-cultivate, and if you want to become a quasi-saint from an ordinary person who has no cultivation at all, it will cost hundreds or thousands of yuan, to say the least.

But under Taiyi's plan, he was reincarnated as Cangjie, earned the merit of creating words, and in just a few decades, he became a saint, which can be said to be a great creation.

It is comparable to the opportunity to become the emperor of people.

Cangjie was convinced and admired by Taiyi, but he made the right choice in his previous life, otherwise how could he have today's chance.

"You and I, master and apprentice, don't have to see the outside like this. After you can control your own cultivation, there are still some opportunities to get back. "

You must know that the limbs of the turtle have turned into four poles, supporting the desolate world and earning merit all the time.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the accumulated merits are unimaginable, and it will be another opportunity.

However, Cangjie has just broken through to the quasi-saint now, and he has not had time to adapt to it, so it is not good to absorb too much merit, so as not to have an unstable foundation.

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