“These are Shindai characters, created by Cangjie based on the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth. They are symbols that can truly move the great power of heaven and earth. If you have to compare them, they can be likened to the primal runes of the West. Of course, it’s hard to say which is stronger, since they’ve never fought.”

“But if used to complete a formation, the effect is much stronger than the cloud talismans of the Daoist school.”

“Much, much stronger.”

Bai Ze, with his dead-fish eyes, carefully wrote down countless characters.

The water ghost watched from the side, holding the bronze jue, lost in thought, and said:

“A civil official?”

These two words seemed to say everything and nothing at the same time.

A civil official in the museum.

Those who know, know.

Bai Ze casually said, “You should have recorded it in later generations as well, such as the *Hetu Yuban* and *Chan Tong Ji*. Cangjie was originally an Emperor, called Cang Di. He also received the *Hetu Luoshu*, and was called Shi Huangshi.”

The soldier's soul was puzzled: "But, as far as I know, Cangjie should be the scribe of Emperor Xuanyuan."

Bai Ze shrugged his shoulders: "Yes, how should I put it, Cangjie is indeed Cang Di."

"But he unfortunately met Xuanyuan."

"And then he became Xuanyuan's subordinate."

Bai Ze raised his chin proudly: "This is also the reason why Xuanyuan is Xuanyuan."

"He subdued all the leaders and emperors of the human race, integrated the scattered tribes into one, possessed great virtue, and yellow represented the virtue of earth. Xuanyuan was the beginning of all stories of the human race, so he is the Yellow Emperor, Xuanyuan, the true Human Emperor!"

The soldier's soul, and the observing Professor Dong Yuefeng, were in awe.

Oh, a great hero of the human race.

In a few words, they seemed to see a wise and graceful emperor bringing the heroes of the world under his command, achieving a grand epic. The old professor deeply regretted that he had not been able to meet this great ancestor of the human race. Wei Yuan's mouth twitched as he recalled the Xuanyuan he knew.

He felt that Xuanyuan and Cangjie might have had a friendly exchange between ancient civil officials.

Cangjie took out the *Hetu Luoshu*.

Preparing to reason.

Then Xuanyuan took out a big iron rod called the Xuanyuan Sword.

Preparing to reason.

Cangjie, down.

Dragged away.

Others in ancient times stunned beauties and carried them to mountain caves, but you stunned men.

He knocked out the Human King of the Shi Huang clan on the spot and tied him up.

That's you!

Ji Xuanyuan!

Wei Yuan complained.

Bai Ze, this guy, also gilds his own thighs.

Wei Yuan asked: "Cangjie, is he good at fighting?"

Bai Ze nodded and said, "Actually, he's okay. Like Emperor Shun, he has double pupils. At least in that era, people with double pupils were generally smarter. You see, Emperor Shun drove away the Four Fiends, using them as a defensive buffer to isolate the Great Wilderness. Cangjie created characters based on images and is an ancestor of human culture."

"However, the next person with double pupils is very strange. I always feel that his skill points are a bit off."

Bai Ze turned his head strangely.

He looked at the hall of the museum. Xiang Hongyu was playing chess with Bai Qi over there.

These two epic-level terrible chess players, after experiencing xiangqi (Chinese chess), weiqi (Go), military chess, and even flying chess, are now engaged in a fierce battle of Gomoku, killing each other inextricably.

Well, eighteen consecutive losses.

Accompanied by a low roar, Xiang Yu slammed heavily on the table, gnashing his teeth. Lord Wu'an's mouth showed a smile. Bai Ze turned his gaze back, his mouth twitched, and said: "The third person with double pupils is the Overlord. After two civil officials, finally a person with explosive martial power appeared. Could it be that this kind of physique has a bug?"

Wei Yuan pondered: "A guess, not necessarily correct."

"Have you considered that it's not the physique that has a bug, but the era that has a bug?"

"If this guy is thrown into the era of Xing Tian, he will definitely be able to take over Xing Tian's class."

"He's a good seedling for a civil official."

Bai Ze suddenly realized: "You're right!"

Old Professor Dong Yuefeng's mouth twitched, his face blank.

Wait, what's going on...

Is there something wrong with your definition of a civil official?

Outside, after Xiang Hongyu failed to play chess, Yu Ji came to comfort him. The pure love war god of the Great Qin Dynasty, who practiced one-life-one-love and never remarried after separation, seemed to have been punched, as if a passing dog had been kicked suddenly, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared.

He won, but he also seemed to have lost.

He invited Xiang Hongyu to play another game with murderous intent, intending to kill him directly.

Old Professor Dong Yuefeng pressed his eyebrows, looking at the characters that naturally began to draw the aura of light in the air, and said, "Then, why not widely teach these characters? Since it is said that the effect is better than the Daoist Yun Talismans, then replacing the Yun Talismans in the talisman characters with Cangjie characters, wouldn't it be able to exert a stronger effect?"

"It's not calculated like that."

Bai Ze scratched his messy hair: "In the past, Cangjie's characters were not widely spread to everyone. Only witches and shamans understood them. The characters used in the Great Wilderness now are no longer Cangjie's characters, but the language created later by imitating Cangjie."

"Because Cangjie is also a Human King recorded in history."

"He is very smart. He observes the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth to create characters. These characters imitate the gods themselves and have the qualifications to move the power of heaven and earth. Such characters cannot be spread casually, because they will attract all kinds of disasters. For example..."

Bai Ze gave an example: "In the Cthulhu myth created by modern people."

"If the characters that can directly communicate with Outer Gods like Cthulhu are widely spread."

"Isn't that courting death?"

"Similarly, spreading the Cangjie characters that can directly communicate with the aura of heaven and earth is also courting all kinds of trouble. As the saying goes, when you have a sharp weapon, you will have murderous intentions. You don't want children to be angry with their mothers, saying that I hate you the most, I never want to see you again."

"And then use Cangjie's characters to say this sentence, attracting some evil god or something, right?"

"It's okay if the evil god isn't interested, but if he is interested, guess how he will fulfill the wish of 'never seeing the mother again'? After all, for most evil gods who only have extraordinary power, it's too simple to fulfill such a wish. Wouldn't it be good to just kill one?"

Bai Ze rolled his eyes with the temperament of a social animal, and said:

"Besides, if Shenzhou still popularizes Cangjie's language now, those people on the Internet would casually say, 'I guarantee this shot won't go astray with ten years of my life', 'If the design draft of this version passes, I will sacrifice a year of my life', 'I guarantee a lifetime of being single for something'."

"If you really use Cangjie to create language to say it."

"Um, maybe you don't understand this, Old Dong." Bai Ze scratched his head and said, "This can basically be considered as having a subject, a sacrifice, and using the characters of Cang Huangshi, the ancient Human King, defaulting to the name of Emperor Xuanyuan, the master of Cang Huangshi, to launch a unilateral wide-ranging sacrifice to all beings in heaven and earth."

"Strictly speaking, it belongs to the simplified ritual of the second-level high-specification ritual in the Age of Gods."

"It was just a slip of the tongue and didn't pay much attention to it."

"I'm sorry, the evil god passing by can really send it to you, and take away ten years of your life by the way. If Cangjie's characters are spread out, with the degree of verbal abuse in Shenzhou, this place will directly become the largest market for all kinds of evil gods in the Great Wilderness Kunlun Four Seas. It's okay to encounter an orderly one, but the disorderly mudslide evil god..."

"With ten years of life, he will kill you when you can still live for ten years."

"It is estimated that no one will take the job of sacrificing singleness. If any evil god is doing business, maybe someone will really do it. As for the method of completion, it is difficult to control humans not to find a partner. This strictly belongs to the category of fate and is a taboo in Shenzhou."

"But it is no problem to confiscate the tools of crime and physically make you single for the rest of your life."

"Those mudslides can really do this kind of broken thing."

Gu Bai Ze assembled the formation to summon Wu Hou while complaining and warning.

"So that's it..."

The water ghost pondered and said, "What if you change your sexual orientation?"

Bai Ze: "(ﾉ ○ Д ○) ﾉ Huh??!"

Soldier Soul: "Σ (っ ° Д °;) っ Huh??!"

Everyone subconsciously moved away from the water ghost.

Bai Ze pondered.

"Then those evil gods may confiscate your tools of crime."

"Did you block your back too?"

"The so-called unprecedented; the car in front has overturned, and the car behind should also be warned."

"In short, don't judge those ancient mudslides with human morality and logic."

"Okay, the combination is complete!"

Bai Ze clapped his hands, and a complex formation appeared in front of him, using the characters of Cangjie, the ancient Human King, as a guide, the aura of the God of Time, Shi Yi, as a foundation, relying on peeking into the future of fate to obtain the method, and finally, using Wei Yuan's own soul as a guiding light.

Dong Yuefeng widened his eyes, his eyes full of expectation.

"Wu Hou..."

He murmured: "Unparalleled scholar since the Han Dynasty, the first person after the Three Dynasties."

The Han Dynasty is the Eastern and Western Han Dynasties, and the Three Dynasties are Xia, Shang, and Zhou.

This sentence means that this is the unparalleled national scholar after the Han Dynasty, and the true first person after the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties of the Age of Gods. As for why the unparalleled national scholar after the Han Dynasty is mentioned, because in the Han Dynasty, there was another unparalleled national scholar, the military immortal Han Xin. /

Of course, this one is unparalleled in terms of military strategy.

Other places are basically negative points.

And Wu Hou belongs to the true all-rounder.

Bai Ze's eyes were full of anticipation and relief: "After finishing this ticket, I can retire."

"After Wu Hou comes out, I'll find a place to fish."

"Buy a few games, read all the novels, and watch all the movies I want to watch."

The water ghost pondered.

"I don't think it's possible to do it when you say this sentence."

"This taste is too pure, just like those who emphasize going home to get married after this battle."

The water ghost and Bai Ze, two guys who are considered aliens even among gods and ghosts, began to fight each other.

It can be called the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young of the museum, just like the two great terrible chess players outside. The so-called chess meets its opponent, and generals meet talents. However, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young, the real Crouching Dragon is about to appear. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand, and the formation unfolded layer by layer. In the human world of this era, it is completely a time formation of the second-level specification of the Age of Gods.

Come back...

Come back...

……………………

So sleepy.

It was as if he was sleeping.

The sleeping thoughts slowly gathered. The last memory was the Wuzhang Plains where the stars fell. At that time, the feeling in his heart was not pain, or even unwillingness, but the calmness after giving his best in the face of a desperate fate, looking at the stars, and also watching his own fate fall like a star.

The last scene was that he opened the door that day, and Liu Xuande stood outside the door.

When he looked back, he told A-Yuan that when he came back, he would return to Nanyang to live in seclusion.

Unfortunately, it was just a breach of promise.

His temples were already white. It was already destined to be so. Suddenly, a hand stretched out and grabbed his hand. The peerless national scholar with white hair raised his head sharply in the wheelchair and saw the Daoist who also turned white overnight on the night he passed away.

"...Are you here?" He whispered tiredly.

"Sorry, Liang couldn't keep the appointment..."

His language was filled with the gentleness of a wise man and the composure of seeing through all things in the world.

The Daoist did not answer, but grabbed the military advisor's wrist tightly.

"Huh?"

The Daoist, who was also physically weak since birth, did not know where he got the great strength to pull up the old national scholar, and then pulled him forward. The Wu Hou, who was already so old that he could no longer live like a normal person, was pulled up staggeringly.

He stepped through the past.

Wuzhang Plains, Shangfang Valley.

Baidi City.

He crossed the battlefields of the world.

The body that was originally aging and dying seemed to have a new power, becoming powerful again.

The pace gradually became more and more cheerful.

Finally, the hair on the temples of the Daoist in front also turned black, turning into the youth of the past, Hanzhong, the homeland, Jingzhou, Nanyang, and finally a great power, a sudden pull, the front was a cliff, Wu Hou jumped down without hesitation, the illusion of falling into the abyss was instantly reversed, and then staggered, feeling like he jumped down from the stairs, his eyes blurred, as if he saw the sky full of flowers when he left Nanyang.

"When I return, I will farm in Nanyang in my old age."

Footsteps stepped into reality.

"Prime Minister, it's the Prime Minister, right? Wuwuwuwu, how can you keep me outside?!"

"There are so many CPs of the Prime Minister, I want to see first-hand information! You have the ability to summon heroes, you have the ability to open the door, no, the sound is too loud, it's my fault, but I beg you to let me take a look after you summon them!"

"Don't worry, I won't draw a moe version of the Prime Minister, really won't!"

"At most, I draw it for myself to see!"

The Vodka Niangniang, who was slapping on the door outside, swayed. The formation ban just now disappeared, and she could finally come in. Without any preparation, she almost staggered. She raised her head, but was slightly stunned. There was no elegant man in front of her who often appeared in various works.

The movement of opening the door stirred, and the wide Confucian robe shook slightly.

It was not the unparalleled strategist who eventually conquered the world with one state, not the first person after the Three Dynasties who supported the brightest light of that era with his own strength, not the tired idealist, not the increasingly old Zhuge Wu Hou who lost all his companions on the road.

The young strategist was dressed in white, his sleeves rolled, ethereal and otherworldly.

He hardly seemed like someone who should exist in this era.

The absolute all-rounder recognized in Chinese history, the only one among countless marquises in the vast five thousand years who was granted the title of Wu (martial), possessing the ability to turn the tide with one person, to conquer the world with one state, and even to succeed in conquering the world with one state, but eventually his life was coming to an end, and he did not die at the hands of his opponent, but the peerless genius who died due to fate.

Possessing the spiritedness of a young man and the rich experience of a lifetime of battles.

Even the full-fledged posture that does not exist in history—

Descended here.

He blinked, his voice no longer tired but heroic, just like when he left Nanyang, and asked in confusion:

"A... Yuan?"

ps: Today's first update... four thousand two hundred words

The number of words in yesterday's chapter title was too long to fit, so today I will add my thanks for yesterday's ten thousand rewards