Primordial Salted Fish: Starting from Refusing to Join the Demon Clan

"Fellow Daoist Ming, didn't you mention before that your purpose for this trip was to spread writing? May I ask, what exactly is writing?"

Nuwa spoke up to change the subject, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity.

Kunpeng thought to himself, naturally he couldn't say that he was really craving that merit. He composed himself, carefully chose his words, and slowly said, "I have traveled through the primordial world and seen all kinds of creatures. Although each of them has intelligence, they are all trapped on the path of cultivation."

"The root cause is not a lack of talent, but the difficulty of passing on the torch."

He paused, then continued, "In the primordial world, there are countless laws, and the innate divine scripts are obscure and difficult to understand. Only those with great wisdom and great fortune can comprehend them."

"Ordinary beings do not possess the innate advantages we have, nor do they inherit any innate lineage. Even if they have the desire to pursue the Dao, they are like blind men touching an elephant, unable to find the way in."

"The transmission of knowledge has been interrupted, and wisdom has been obscured; this is a great regret of the primordial world."

"Seeing this scene, I feel a deep sense of sorrow."

"Therefore, he meditated in the Northern Darkness for a thousand years, desiring to create a simple and easy-to-learn script so that all living beings could use it to comprehend the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and inherit the traditions."

"This text should be easy to write, easy to understand, and easy to spread, like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain, silently nurturing all things."

"When I transformed my understanding into the first rudimentary form of words, I suddenly felt the heavens tremble and received a response!"

"I know that this action is in accordance with the way of Heaven and will benefit the primordial world."

"From this day forward, I will travel between the primordial world and spread this writing to those who are destined to receive it, hoping to bring a ray of light to all the races of the primordial world."

"Fellow Daoist, your actions are truly a great deed!" Fuxi said with admiration. As a practitioner of the Eight Trigrams, he naturally understood the significance of written language transmission to all races.

Nuwa, however, was extremely curious. "May I see what these characters look like?"

"It's meant to spread knowledge to all beings, so there's nothing wrong with that!"

Kunpeng smiled slightly, waved his sleeve, and a golden book appeared out of thin air. He slowly opened the gold-leaf book, and instantly, three thousand characters appeared like stars, exuding a mysterious aura.

Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe vast and boundless; the sun and moon waxed and waned, the stars and constellations were arrayed; cold came and heat went, autumn harvested and winter stored; leap years completed the cycle, musical scales harmonized the seasons; clouds rose and brought rain, dew condensed into frost; gold was produced in the Li River, jade came from Kunlun Mountain…

All three thousand characters were displayed before the three of them, each character containing a unique rhythm, yet simple and easy to understand.

These characters were originally created by Kunpeng to make it easier for ordinary creatures to learn. Even powerful beings like Fuxi and Nuwa understood their meaning and deciphered these three thousand characters in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist, you are truly a man of great talent." Fuxi spared no praise, clapping his hands and exclaiming, "This thing appears simple, but in reality it encompasses everything. The Great Dao is simple, and nothing surpasses this!"

His eyes gleamed with a sharp light, as if he could see the unity of all paths through these words. "By using this text to convey the Dao, even mortal beings can glimpse the mysteries of heaven and earth. Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, your move truly seizes the very essence of creation!"

Nuwa's beautiful eyes darted around, her fingertips lightly tracing the characters, and she exclaimed in amazement, "Wonderful! Although these characters do not contain the supreme pressure of divine script, they are superior in their agility and clarity, pointing directly to the origin. They are truly a great creation."

Regardless of Kunpeng's original intention, the creation of this script will indeed have an extraordinary impact, not only on living beings, but also on the human path among the three paths of heaven, earth, and humanity.

It can be said to be a meritorious act that perfects the rules governing the operation of heaven and earth.

Kunpeng was a little embarrassed by the praise and humbly said, "Fellow Daoists, you flatter me."

He looked up at the distant sky, thinking to himself that the time was ripe. He decided to have Fuxi and Nuwa work for him, spreading the written language. So he said, "Fellow Daoists, since you are so interested in this written language, why not travel with me through the primordial world and spread it?"

"Alright!" A bright light flashed in Nuwa's eyes, and she smiled. "I haven't left the mountain for a long time. Brother, what do you think?"

Fuxi pondered for a moment, stroked his beard, glanced between his sister and Kunpeng, and finally nodded: "Since you have invited me, I will respectfully accept your invitation."

The brother and sister were always straightforward and decisive.

The Daoist temple's innate grand array was immediately activated. Radiant light flowed, array patterns appeared, and the temple instantly disappeared into the mountains.

Once everything is in place, we will set off together with Kunpeng.

Of course, the first step was to spread the written language to the creatures living in Phoenix Mountain.

Along the way, Nuwa asked softly, "Fellow Daoist, where shall we go first?"

Kunpeng countered, "Where do you and your siblings usually go?"

Nuwa tilted her head slightly, her hair fluttering in the wind, and replied, "Taking Phoenix Perch Mountain as the center, if you extend your journey in all directions, you generally won't leave the area of ​​Buzhou Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng's heart stirred. There were many creatures near Buzhou Mountain, which was perfect for spreading writing.

"Then let's begin at Phoenix Perch Mountain," Kunpeng said.

The three of them transformed into streaks of light and flew towards Phoenix Perch Mountain.

Phoenix Mountain is the habitat of the Phoenix Clan. Although the struggle for supremacy among the three clans of Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin is nearing its end, the Phoenix Clan's heritage remains, and the mountain is home to a multitude of creatures.

The arrival of Kunpeng, Fuxi, and Nuwa naturally attracted the attention of the creatures of Phoenix Perch Mountain.

"Those are... the Goddess Nuwa and the Great God Fuxi!"

The creatures of Fengqi Mountain knelt down in reverence.

Kunpeng smiled slightly, manifesting the text from the golden foil book into the void, and proclaimed loudly: "We have come today to spread this text, to help you comprehend the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and to inherit the Daoist tradition!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three thousand characters flickered in the void, radiating a soft light.

The creatures of Phoenix Mountain looked at these words with a mixture of confusion, curiosity, and bewilderment.

Seeing this, Nuwa gently explained the usage of the characters to them, while Fuxi deduced from the side, combining the characters with the principles of the Eight Trigrams to make them easier to understand.

Kunpeng is responsible for maintaining order and preventing malicious individuals from causing trouble.

As time went by, the creatures of Phoenix Mountain gradually came to understand the wonders of writing and began to learn it.

Kunpeng watched this scene with secret delight, it seemed that the plan to spread the written word could proceed smoothly.

When the spread of the text reaches a certain level, Heaven will send down a test. If you pass the test, you will be bestowed with boundless merit. When you are blessed with merit, you will become an immortal with good fortune and virtue.

Even amidst great calamities, Kunpeng remains calm and unaffected.

Moreover, Fuxi and Nuwa didn't work for nothing to spread the word; they will naturally share in the merit.

The three of them continued on their way, intending to spread the word within the Buzhou Mountain area first.

The three of them rode on clouds and began spreading the word around Mount Buzhou.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, there are many Wu tribes, and the tribes of the ancestral Wu Dijiang and the ancestral Wu Houtu are also located in Buzhou Mountain.

However, the three of them spent more time spreading written language than traveling through the prehistoric world, so they did not need to interact with the Wu tribe.

Moreover, even if they encounter the Ancestral Witch, the three Great Luo Golden Immortals need not fear the Ancestral Witch.