Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

In the human land, there is a tribe named Shihuang Tribe.

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

Ten months into her pregnancy, the woman gave birth to a little boy.

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

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

The woman named him Cangjie, and soon the clan leader found out about Cangjie’s double pupils.

The clan leader is a monk in the Earthly Immortal Realm. He knows that most people with double eyes will have extraordinary achievements in the future, so he has been paying attention to Cangjie.

In an instant, 20 years passed, and Cangjie became a young and strong boy.

His hands and feet are very agile and he can learn anything quickly.

Especially in terms of writing, there is a transcendent talent, whether it is the way the Emperor Shi recorded things or the way other tribes recorded things.

In his eyes, once you learn something, you will become good at it.

In addition to these, Cangjie's qualifications in spiritual practice are also top-notch!
In just 20 years, he has reached the peak level of Lianxu Hedao!
This is a peerless genius among the small Shihuang tribe.

The leader of the Shi Huang Tribe smiled from ear to ear, secretly sighing that the time for his Shi Huang Tribe to rise was coming!

When Cangjie was 30 years old, he successfully became an Earth Immortal and became truly the number one master of the Shihuang tribe.

The clan leader saw that Cang Jie was good enough to serve as the clan leader, both in terms of cultivation and virtue.

So he found Cangjie and wanted to pass on the position of clan leader to him.

Cangjie naturally shook his head and refused, saying that he wanted to go out and make a living.

Go and see the legendary Youxiong Tribe, Jiuli Tribe, and even set foot on the ancestral land of the human race!
The clan leader had good intentions and offered good advice, but Cangjie refused to listen.

When Cangjie was 33 years old, he left the Shihuang tribe and began to travel throughout the ancient world.

Wherever he went, Cangjie saw that countless tribes had different ways of recording things. He couldn't help but feel a headache. At the same time, he secretly vowed that he would create his own writing for the human race, which was completely different from the writing of all the tribes in the world!

Time is like running water. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed. Cangjie has traveled to countless human tribes.

His cultivation level is also rising at an extremely fast and terrifying speed!
Earthly Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, True Immortals, Mysterious Immortals, soared all the way to the peak of Golden Immortal, and then stopped.

Cangjie traveled to countless human tribes and felt more and more that the human race had too many shortcomings in writing!
If words are not unified, how can people's hearts be unified?
With this belief, Cangjie went directly into the deep mountains and forests to start research.

Time passed by and Shi Huang's tribe had almost forgotten Cang Jie.

Between heaven and earth, at some point, a purple literary energy suddenly arose!
This literary spirit was not obvious at first, but as time went by, it became stronger and bigger!

Soon, a pillar of Wen Qi as thick as a sky pillar rose into the sky, impacting the nine heavens and ten earth with great force, making the sun, moon and stars dim at this moment.

Looking again, I saw Cangjie's body already standing on the nine heavens.

In an instant, the Third Ancestor looked over at the ancestral land of the human race, secretly horrified, "What a powerful literary spirit!"

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

All the saints also talked about it, "What a rich literary spirit, but this literary spirit does not belong to the prehistoric divine pattern sequence, nor does it belong to demon or witchcraft, so strange!"

In today's prehistoric times, demon clans communicate with each other, and there are demon texts created by the demon master Kunpeng.

When the witch clan communicates, there are witch texts hidden deep in the blood of the witch clan.

The prehistoric innate ability to communicate and send messages has the ancient divine pattern!
All races in the ancient world communicated with each other, and each race in the ancient world had its own unique writing and language.

They do not interfere with each other, and they are clear-cut!But the aura coming from Cang Jie was completely different from the ancient divine patterns, witch scripts, demon scripts, and even the scripts of all races in the prehistoric times!
But what is certain is that this will definitely be of great benefit to the human race, and it is not yet known whether it will even be comparable to the achievements of the Three Emperors.

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

Xumi Holy Land in the West, Zhunti’s face is full of envy!
I regret not making good friends with the human race in the first place!

If the West had provided help when the human race was born, the harvest at this time would be thousands of hectares of fertile land.

Just repaying the merits of heaven is not a drop in the bucket!
But there are no ifs in the world. Now, the West can only hope that the last emperor of the human race can bring them more luck.

For nine days, black clouds gathered, thunder roared, and the aura of destruction spread everywhere.

Only Cang Jie, shrouded in crystal purple light, had an unyielding will and faced the difficulties.

"I am Cangjie, and I am creating humanity for the human race today!"

He spoke firmly, and although his voice was not loud, it resounded throughout the wilderness as the thunder spread.

After Cangjie finished speaking, he grabbed it casually, and the infinite purple energy from his body condensed into a penholder, fell into his hand, and then he used the sky as paper to write.

The strokes of the brush strokes, the strokes of the strokes, and the golden characters appear in mid-air one by one, vivid and full of shocking truth!
In just an hour, the nine heavens were covered with large golden characters.

Cangjie threw away the pen in his hand and solidified the endless thunder calamity in the nine heavens.

"Crack!"

The will of the sky thunder seemed to be provoked, and with a click, a thick thunder struck down hard.

The sound of thunder was endless, and the vast destructive power directly drowned the three thousand gold inscriptions!
Those thunderbolts even wanted to hit Cang Jie across three thousand words.

But Cangjie was protected by Wen Qi, so no matter how fierce the thunder was, it could not get close to him.

The thunder from the sky was ruthless, and the divine thunder struck down one after another. Three thousand words were submerged in the sea of ​​thunder almost every moment.

In Kunlun Holy Land, Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi looked gloomy and squeezed the Three Treasures and Jade Ruyi in his hand!
The more prosperous the humanity, the more luck the jade tripod can gain.

But he was still unwilling and unbalanced, because Jie Jiao gained more luck than he did from Chan Jiao!

Dao Fifty, Tian Yan 49, the ultimate number of Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, is 49 Dao.

As long as you survive, it is equivalent to receiving the approval of heaven.

Time passed slowly, and Three Thousand Gold Wen had survived 48 thunder tribulations.

"Crack!"

In the thunder clouds, lightning flashed from time to time, and all of them were actually contained within it.

It seems that a thunder catastrophe more powerful than the previous 48 thunder tribulations is brewing!
Even the calm Cangjie's palms became a little sweaty and his eyes became serious!

Through three thousand words, he could even feel the terrifying aura of destruction in the calamity cloud above!
I don’t know how long it took, nine days, No. 40 Nine Thunder Tribulation finally fell!

The majestic destructive power shatters the void and eliminates all things. This is the ultimate test of heaven and has the power to annihilate all things.

Under the circumstances that the previous 48 thunder tribulations could not shake its foundation at all.

This lightning disaster actually made Sanqianwenzi tremble violently!

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

(End of this chapter)