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Chapter 41 Where Did You Come From?
Medicine old?
It's just his code name in this small human tribe.

His true identity is naturally the boss of the Sanqing——Taiqing Laozi.

After the human merits of enlightening the human race and establishing the human religion were robbed, Lao Tzu Taiqing spent every day in the torment of doubting the immortal life.

But he never gave up.

Holding on to the ray of primordial purple energy in oneself is to delve into death, as long as the enlightenment is not dead, then enlightenment to death, shielding all external disturbances, and closing the death gate directly.

Perhaps his behavior moved the heavens, or perhaps he was one of the destined saints, who had been comprehending the primordial purple energy for thousands of years.

Taiqing Laozi finally realized a little sign of proving the Tao and becoming a saint.

As for the place where he was proclaimed and sanctified, it was very similar to the previous opportunity for sanctification, and the location was very similar, both of which were on the coast of the East China Sea.

But this time, no one directly forcibly intercepted and snatched his chance.

Taiqing Laozi also left Kunlun Mountains and rushed towards the origin of the human race - the coast of the East China Sea, that is to say, he came to this remote and remote small tribe of human race.

After coming here.

His understanding of proving and sanctifying seems to be getting deeper and deeper, but... he just doesn't know the point, and he doesn't know how to start.

So he had no choice but to continue to comprehend the primordial purple energy silently, hoping to comprehend some new things from him.

No surprises.

It has only been more than ten years.

His majestic purple aura gave him a message of proving and sanctifying, a very simple description, only one word:

arts!
Taiqing Laozi has a very good comprehension, and in just a few years, he realized the true meaning of it - that is, to create the unique characters of the human race, to enhance the strength of the human nature, to establish culture and education, and to prove the Tao and become holy.

Conceivable is wonderful.

the reality is cruel.

It is impossible for him to establish a religion and become holy in one fell swoop. He must also create a human race that is suitable for countless generations and unique to the human race. This is the cornerstone of the establishment of culture and education.

after that.

That is, it has developed into what it is now.

Taiqing Laozi's perception of sanctity in the creation of characters is increasing, and he nibbles away the opportunity of Cangjie's creation of characters in a human way and inherits them bit by bit.

But just now.

He suddenly noticed a very surprising thing, Cangjie's chance to create characters was very small, and he snatched it by as much as [-]%.

But at the moment just now.

[-]% of his sense of chance for sanctification was directly robbed, and his sense of celestial secrets was also covered up a little.

Originally, more than half of the character creation had been completed, but now, some of the characters that had been created, he actually felt that something was wrong.

Just losing [-]% of the induction is equivalent to directly abolishing a lot of characters, which is equivalent to wasting four or five years of writing time for Taiqing Laozi.

If it goes on like this.

Then the chance to become a saint is gone again!
"Qingniu, where is it?"

Lao Tzu opened his mouth and said something lightly.

The voice fell.

Taiqing Laozi's mount, Qingniu, rushed over quickly, with a cautious look on his face, Wengweng said: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Take this white jade whisk and go to the ancestral land of the human race and kill one person."

"That person's name and appearance are unknown, but my Baiyu Fuchen will naturally sense it, and you will know it when you go there."

A trace of killing intent flashed across my face, and I raised my hand to take a picture, and the crutch that had just fallen to the ground fell into his hand.

With a light stroke, the crutch turned into a white jade whisk, and wisps of the aura of innate top-grade spiritual treasures exuded from it.

This white jade whisk has a lot of origins.

It is an innate top-grade spiritual treasure that was differentiated from the defective product of Chaos Qinglian, the treasure of chaos.

This good fortune green lotus is one of the five kinds of lotus seeds of the chaotic blue lotus, but it has the most abundant innate origin, so the good fortune blue lotus is the innate treasure level.

But the prehistoric way of heaven restricts the birth of innate treasures.

Under the subtle control of the Dao of Heaven.

The three brothers of Sanqing got this treasure, and the green lotus was divided into three in the end, turning into red lotus, white root and green lotus leaf, which are the three innate top-grade spiritual treasures.

among them.

What Lao Tzu Taiqing got was the white lotus root, which is the innate top-grade spiritual treasure white jade whisk.

"Go to the ancestral land of the human race and kill one person?"

"You don't even know that person's name or appearance?"

As Taiqing Laozi's mount, Qingniu can be considered to understand the master's mind very well, but he was confused by what his master said just now.

However, he is very qualified to be a mount. He didn't doubt or question what his master said, but chose to obey it seriously.

The body of the cow changed suddenly.

Become a bull-headed man.

After receiving the white jade whisk that was handed over by his master, with a cautious expression, he brought up the skill of flying clouds and driving fog, and flew towards the ancestral land of the human race.

"Sacred opportunity, how could the old man let it go so easily?",

"With the attack of Qingniu now, I am afraid that person will not live long. The old Taoist is hurrying up to create the remaining human characters, so the creation of culture and education, and the realization of Taoism and sanctification are almost the same."

Taiqing Laozi watched the figure of Qingniu disappearing rapidly, and thought to himself.

Subsequently.

No more words.

Picking up a piece of firewood at random, he continued to draw strokes of runes on the ground that no one could understand.

……

East China Sea coast.

Inside the cave of Liu Xuan, the ancestor of the human race.

There are two people in the cave.

Liu Xuan sat cross-legged on a high position, staring at the people below.

And the person below, that is, Cangjie, sat cross-legged on the ground, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, and he quickly realized the chances of making characters.

Time flies by so fast.

Cang Jie's expression frowns sometimes, and sometimes he relaxes a little, as if he realized some problems, solved them, and then encountered new problems. .

There was a special sense of humanity lingering around his body, and it was like a hundred schools of thought contending in his mind, which was extremely lively, with strokes and strokes of obscure characters floating back and forth from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Judging from the appearance of his body, the sight is even more miraculous.

Different from Lao Tzu's practice of drawing strokes on the ground, Cangjie practiced calligraphy directly on his whole body.

Create characters with your body!

I saw fonts like runes and talismans floating on every inch of his skin, every inch of flesh and blood.

After a while.

It quietly disappeared, and then another font appeared, densely packed.

This didn't really appear on the flesh and blood, but a trace of humanity flowing out of his body, and he was using this humanity to fabricate words out of thin air.

Ok?
Liu Xuan's expression was subtle, and he looked into the distance, as if he had sensed something.

Followed by.

Without disturbing Cangjie's idea of ​​creating characters at all, his figure flickered and disappeared into the cave like a phantom in water waves.

And this time.

The figure of a bull-headed man appeared high above the ancestral land of the human race. He looked quite puzzled, but his movements did not froze at all.

Holding an exquisite and simple congenital whisk in his right hand, he flicked it lightly, and at least hundreds of thousands of white strands of the whisk waved, attacking Liu Xuan's cave.

"Where did you come from, buffalo spirit?"

"How dare you destroy this cave, huh? You are lucky, and you actually have an innate top-grade spirit treasure."

Suddenly.

An unfamiliar male voice sounded in Qingniu's ear, which frightened him instantly.

(End of this chapter)