Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 215: Cangjie Creates Characters, Guiling Accepts Disciples

Cangjie was awakened by the words of the Turtle Spirit Mother, and a strong sense of mission suddenly surged in his heart.

He looked down at the knot in his hand, then looked up into the distance, with a determined glint in his eyes.

"The Holy Mother is right. Our human race does need its own writing system." Cangjie muttered to himself, as if making a vow to himself.

Seeing this, the Turtle Spirit Mother nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile, "That's more like it! However, creating characters is not an easy task. You must be prepared to endure hardships."

Cang Jie nodded solemnly, "For the future of humanity, I am willing to take on any difficulty."

The Turtle Spirit Mother smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and waved it. A flash of light passed by, and a carving knife and a tortoise shell appeared in her hand.

The Turtle Spirit Mother handed the carving knife and tortoise shell to Cang Jie and said, "This is my companion spiritual treasure, the tortoise shell, and the innate spiritual treasure carving knife given to me by my master."

"You can use a chisel to carve the characters you create onto this tortoise shell. The tortoise shell will help you record the characters you created, so you won't forget them due to the passage of time or the sheer number of characters."

Cang Jie accepted the carving knife and tortoise shell, feeling extremely grateful. He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Holy Mother. I will definitely live up to your trust."

The Turtle Spirit Mother waved her hand and smiled, "Well, it's time for me to go. I hope that the next time we meet, I can see you create your own writing for the human race."

After she finished speaking, the figure of the Turtle Spirit Mother gradually faded away and finally disappeared into the air, leaving only a faint fragrance.

Cangjie stood there, holding the carving knife and tortoise shell tightly in his hands, his heart filled with strength.

He knew that he was shouldering not only a personal mission, but also the future of the entire human race.

From that day on, Cangjie began his long journey of exploration. He traveled through mountains and rivers, observing all things in nature, seeking inspiration from the footprints of birds, the patterns of fish scales, and the veins of leaves.

He recorded everything he saw and heard, trying to extract symbols that could represent things.

Day after day, year after year, Cangjie's hair gradually turned gray, but his eyes became more determined.

Finally one day, he stood on the top of a high mountain, overlooking the mountains, rivers and land below his feet, and his mind suddenly became clear.

"I understand!" Cangjie shouted excitedly, "Writing is not just a tool for recording things, it is also a bridge that connects heaven and earth and inherits civilization!"

He quickly picked up the carving knife and drew the first symbol on the tortoise shell.

It is a simple "日" character, symbolizing the sun's rays.

Then, he drew symbols such as "moon", "mountain" and "water", each of which embodies his profound understanding of nature.

As time went by, Cangjie created more and more symbols, gradually forming a complete writing system.

At this moment, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. In an instant, boundless golden clouds gathered, and a vast public virtue began to take shape within the golden clouds.

Finally, it poured down from the golden cloud and landed directly on Cang Jie, bringing his aging body back to life.

The white hair on his temples had turned black again at this moment. Even his face had returned to his prime.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Cangjie at this moment felt that his body was filled with infinite power.

He also knew his mission, so he used a carving knife to make a mark on the tortoise shell, and a human character appeared out of thin air.

Then Cang Jie spoke, "I am Cang Jie of the human race. I was unable to record important events of the human race by knotting ropes. After years of hard work, I created writing for the human race."

"This word is human..."

"This character is the sun..." "This character is the sky..."

"..."

"..."

"This word is important..."

"This word means out..."

"..."

Suddenly, words flashed across the sky. Every time a word appeared in the sky, many people would remember it.

Of course, not everyone can recognize the words in mid-air. After all, five fingers stretched out are not the same length, not to mention the human race's comprehension and understanding.

As Cang Jie displayed all the characters he created in mid-air, another wave of merit descended from the sky, directly elevating Cang Jie's cultivation to the Daluo Jinxian realm.

At the same time, another stream of merit fell on the Turtle Spirit Mother. However, the Turtle Spirit Mother did not use it to improve her cultivation, but directly received it into her own golden wheel of merit.

After all, the person who is most lacking in merit in this prehistoric world is definitely the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother. Because the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother's previous life was incarnated as Optimus Prime, becoming the savior of this world.

All living beings in the prehistoric world must contribute a portion of their luck and merit to the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother. Therefore, the merit and luck of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother are absolutely inexhaustible.

Even though the Turtle Spirit Mother had no use for the merit, she still smiled broadly and disappeared from the spot. When she reappeared, she was already in front of Cangjie.

He then said to Cangjie, "I didn't expect you to create characters so quickly. I thought it would take you 1,800 years to succeed."

After hearing this, Cang Jie couldn't help but think to himself, "It will take another 1,800 years. I must live that long too."

Cang Jie was the soul that once lived in the Netherworld, worried about going to hell. Later, Hou Tu used the Three Lives Stone to illuminate him, and only then did she know what he should do after his reincarnation.

So they sent it directly to the Heavenly Realm so that it could be reincarnated among the human race.

Because Cang Jie had a mission, he needed to be baptized by the power of reincarnation in the Way of Heaven and Man. As a result, the time of his reincarnation was not the same as that of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother.

He was born around the same time as Fuxi, and is now over eighty years old. If it weren't for the merit he gained from creating characters and returning to youth, his days would probably be numbered.

But Cangjie would not say this out loud. He just smiled slightly and looked up at the sky, as if he saw countless future generations writing the glorious history of the human race with the characters he created.

"Yes, I did it." Cangjie said softly.

As he spoke, he had already presented the tortoise shell and carving knife to the Turtle Spirit Mother. After all, he had successfully created the written language, so he should return these two innate spiritual treasures.

However, the Turtle Spirit Mother did not go. Instead, she smiled and said, "They belong to you now. They have nothing to do with me anymore."

After hearing this, Cang Jie nodded. Then he knelt directly in front of the Turtle Spirit Mother and spoke respectfully.

"Cang Jie wishes to be the disciple of the Holy Mother. Please do not despise Cang Jie and accept him as your disciple."

The Turtle Spirit Mother smiled and nodded, then she reached out and helped Cang Jie up. Then she spoke.

"From now on, you will be my third-generation disciple. After you hand over the writings to Fuxi, you can follow me to Qinglian Island to practice."

(End of this chapter)