The most important thing about writing is that it can be seen and understood. Children can roughly understand the meaning of a word after writing it. This is the simplest requirement of writing.
Cangjie created characters. The ancient hieroglyphics are very simple. The "one, two, three, four" in the oracle bone inscriptions are the "one, two, three" commonly used in modern society. The character "four" is slightly different, with four horizontal lines, and "five" "It turned into an hourglass shape.
"One Twenty Three" was a writing method invented by Zhu Yuanzhang when he was fighting corruption and promoting integrity... We are now in the Shang Dynasty, and we are still far away from the era of "all that the sun and moon shine on is the Ming Dynasty".
When Deng Chanyu rewrote the book of life and death, she still changed the fonts like "one, two, three".
She changed all her relatives and friends, and then returned the book of life and death to the judge: "Okay, that's it. Where did the Jiejiao disciple go? Let's chase him quickly, shall we?"
The face of the black-faced judge became even darker, so dark that it almost blended in with the surrounding environment. At first glance, he looked like a black man.
"...I'm leading the way, you should follow me quickly." He was in a bad mood, he didn't even use the title of Immortal, and his tone was tough.
Judge Black sent the Book of Life and Death to the King of Chu Jiang in the second palace. The King of Hell looked at it casually and turned a blind eye to someone changing the Book of Life and Death and the numbers "one, two, three". There were many "people" doing the same thing. not fresh. In a few years, just find someone to take the blame.
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Zhu Tianlin rushed frantically through the underworld, looking for an exit.
As he was running, he suddenly noticed something. He listened carefully for a moment, and then he raised the Stunning Sword elegantly and pointed to the side and back: "Down!"
The imagined scene of the enemy wailing and falling to the ground did not appear. He looked carefully and saw that his sword blade was pointing at a crooked locust tree.
The coma sword, as the name suggests, the target must have the coma function before it will be affected by the magic weapon. How can a tree be comatose?
Before he could think about it, Deng Chanyu released the transformation. With a high-spirited fighting spirit in his eyes, he slashed at Zhu Tianlin's neck with a halberd.
"You are so brave, how dare you attack Taoist Master?" Zhu Tianlin made a seal with his left hand and stabbed fiercely with his sword with his right hand. The two of them quickly exchanged more than ten moves.
Deng Chanyu's halberd was refined twice by herself in Lishan Mountain, and some Geng gold was added to it. However, it was still not easy to use because it was too light.
She made a cross move and used the halberd blade to slash Zhu Tianlin's neck. The Jie Jiao disciple raised his long sword and stretched it outwards with all his strength.
When the swords and halberds intersected, Zhu Tianlin retreated, and the red Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, scattering a piece of colorful medicinal powder.
Deng Chanyu quickly retreated. Is this Jiejiao disciple throwing lime? It doesn't look like it.
Zhu Tianlin has embarked on the immortal path, in other words, he is a standard "human immortal", while Deng Chanyu is still a mortal.
As a mortal, she is a bit like Nezha. Her cultivation level is average, but she has many magic weapons.
Nezha has magic weapons such as the Universe Circle, Hun Tian Ling, and Hot Fire Wheel.
Deng Chanyu is not bad now. She has embroidery needles, sky-repairing stones, Qiankun bows, sky-shaking arrows, and green light lanterns. In addition to her red sun divine fire magical power, she is basically at the level of a six-god suit as soon as she goes out.
She could kill Tu Xingsun without any effort, but now it was even easier to face Zhu Tianlin, who was even weaker than Tu Xingsun.
Deng Chanyu sprayed out a mouthful of red sun fire at the medicine powder that filled the air. The red flame was injected with Xuanmen magic power, as if it had a trace of spirituality, dancing gracefully in the burning, and then divided into three, turning into three flaming phoenixes.
"What kind of flame is this?" Seeing that what she sprayed was not the Samadhi True Fire used by the Taoist people, and the stun sword and medicine powder had no effect, Zhu Tianlin withered instantly.
Being in the underworld and worried about being haunted by more lonely ghosts, he really had no interest in fighting.
"Master Dao is in a good mood today, and I will spare your life!" He waved his sleeves, and more plague pills flew out of his sleeves. The pills collided and decomposed in mid-air, turning into a large black dust with extremely low visibility.
Deng Chanyu was very afraid of these plague pills and retreated again. The distance between the two sides was already very far.
The plague pill that Zhu Tianlin spilled not only obscured his vision, but also blocked his spiritual consciousness.
Deng Chanyu put her hand on her waist, holding four flying stones between the five fingers of her right hand. She raised her arm and threw the stones in four directions like a meteor chasing the moon. Then she heard a scream from the left.
"I'm pretending to be cool?!" She took out the Qiankun Bow and Sky-shattering Arrow, followed the direction of the sound, and suddenly shot an arrow.
"Pfft!" Zhu Tianlin, who was about to use his escape technique to escape, turned back blankly. Even though there was a heavy powder barrier, Deng Chanyu's arrow was still extremely accurate. The arrow penetrated from the back of the heart and penetrated from the front.
Three sky-shaking arrows can kill Chi You, and Zhu Tianlin cannot be compared with Chi You.
His heart was crushed the moment it was pierced by the arrow. His right hand maintained a posture of taking out wound medicine. Then his vision went dark and he fell to the ground without any breath.
Deng Chanyu spoke very little during the battle because she was worried about being poisoned.
Now that Zhu Tianlin is dead, she wonders whether these plague pills will affect the environment of the underworld. With a wave of her sleeve, blazing fire purified the poisonous mist at the scene.
She picked up Zhu Tianlin's magic weapon, the Stun Sword, looked at it, and then threw it away with a look of disgust.
The name of the magic weapon is the Coma Sword, but it is actually not a method in the traditional sense of hitting the soul and then causing people to coma. Instead, it gathers the resentment of countless dead souls, causing diseases in the body, and then causing the internal organs to fail and cause coma.
I don’t know how many souls were used to sacrifice this thing, and the blade is full of innocent souls.
Deng Chanyu glanced around and saw village after village of innocent civilians falling under the plague pill in the blood mist.
The children in the village were the first to fall ill, followed by women and old people, and finally even the young men fell on the land where they were born and raised. The witches in the village stretched out their hands and asked the sky for help. Unfortunately, their calls could not be heard. Can't resist the wonderful method of interception.
Innocent people died tragically everywhere, and their diseased flesh and blood were gathered together. Finally, a special method was used to refine the magic weapon that could cause people to coma, the Coma Sword.
So vicious!
Even though the bottom line of time travellers is generally relatively low, Deng Chanyu cannot accept this kind of treasure refining technique.
This Zhu Tianlin seems to be a Taoist priest or a disciple of Jiejiao, but he is actually no different from the traditional monsters that eat human flesh and drink human blood.
Deng Chanyu sat down cross-legged and recalled Mother Lishan's teachings, and then recited the "Tai Shang Sutra of Rescue" to save the souls of the dead.
The judge who had a dark face before appeared again. Seeing Deng Chanyu redeeming and praying for innocent people, he had a much better impression of this disciple of Nuwa. He was greedy, but he had a sufficient bottom line.
In comparison, those Jiejiao disciples, huh, let’s not mention them.
Deng Chanyu read two chapters. The number of dead souls was too huge and the resentment was too deep. It was difficult for her to use her Taoism to save them.
Just when a layer of flames ignited around her and she was about to go all out, a young man with straight facial features, plump heavenly eyes, and a moonlight Taoist robe walked out of the black mist not far away.
The other party clasped his hands together and said, "Fellow Taoist, I'm here to invite you. I am Ksitigarbha, a disciple of Master Zhunti. I am willing to help you, Taoist, to carry out this great act of mercy."
Deng Chanyu glanced at the future Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The Western religion is still within the framework of Xuanmen and can be regarded as one of its own. However, Ksitigarbha's Taoist robe looks a bit weird and seems to have a shadow of cassock.
It was very difficult for her to achieve salvation alone, so she would not object if someone helped her. She nodded immediately: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."
