As the saying goes, "Looking at the mountain and running to death", Huan Xin finally saw the oasis, and it took him two full hours of walking to reach the edge of the oasis.
Among them, Huan Xin also tried to activate the Shenpo Jue, hoping to use the two qi of yin and yang to activate Taoism. But in the end it had little effect.
Qing Xin felt that there seemed to be a large formation suppressing this space, cutting off the outside atmosphere. No matter what kind of power it was, it would be severely suppressed here.
Qing Xin, whose mouth was already dry, instinctively headed towards a stream, picked up a handful of water and drank it in big gulps.
Although the water was slightly bitter, the aftertaste had a hint of sweetness. After taking a few sips, Huan Xin discovered that there was actually a person sitting on the edge of the stream not far away.
Huan Xin was also startled by the sudden appearance of this person. After all, his cultivation here was suppressed, so that he did not feel the presence of this person at all.
Huan Xin looked closely, and he could see that the person sitting there was a person, but he couldn't feel the breath of a living person on his body, but it didn't feel like it was a soul body.
So Huan Xin could only go over to find out what was going on. After all, he had already come, and besides, there was currently no way to get out.
When I came to this person, I noticed his face. He looked like a man about fifty years old. He had a dignified appearance and extraordinary appearance. His hair was combed into a high bun. Although his beard was very long, it was trimmed. He was also very neat, his whole body was spotless, he was holding a branch in his hand and writing something on the ground.
I saw that this person only wrote two words on the ground. After writing, he looked at these two words intently, seeming to be deep in thought.
Xuanyuan? ! !
Huan Xin muttered something unconsciously. Although the writing of these two characters was difficult to recognize and seemed to be written earlier than oracle bones, Huan Xin somehow felt that these two characters were "Xuan Yuan".
The man was also attracted by Qing Xin's voice. He looked up at Qing Xin with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"How do you recognize these two words?"
Seeing this person speaking, Huan Xin also bowed his hands respectfully, and then said with some restraint: "This junior also guessed. Although I can't see what font this is, I have a feeling that these two characters are Xuanyuan."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh, nodded to Huan Xin, and then wrote two other words on the ground.
"Kyushu"
This time Huan Xin saw these two words and blurted them out immediately. The man stared at Huan Xin and couldn't help but nodded. Then he said with a faint smile: "After all these years, you are still the first person who can read the words I wrote. !”
Having said that, Huan Xin seemed to have guessed the identity of this person, but was a little surprised and disbelieving, so he asked cautiously: "Is the senior the Wenzu Cangjie? The saint who created Chinese characters?"
After hearing this, the man also stroked his beard and laughed, then waved his hand and said: "It's all the praise of future generations, I am not it, it's just a spiritual thought left by Cangjie in the world!"
Qingxin can guess this person's identity precisely because this is the Yellow Emperor's secret realm. So the person who is so keen on writing here must be the Chinese ancestor who created writing under the Yellow Emperor.
Huan Xin was a little overjoyed. It was a great opportunity to see Cang Jie's spiritual thought left in the human world.
At this time, Cangjie also said: "I am your first test. I will write two more words and you will understand them with your heart. This is a rare opportunity and I hope you can gain some insights."
Huan Xin nodded and saw Cang Jie pick up the branch and his hand stayed in the air for a long time.
Huan Xin had read ancient myths and legends since she was a child, so she was naturally familiar with Cangjie's creation of characters.
According to records, Cangjie was the historian who created characters during the Huangdi period. Inspired by the footprints of birds and animals, he created a series of images by observing surrounding things, and these images are called characters. He also collected and organized the hieroglyphic symbols used by our ancestors over a long period of time and promoted them so that the writing could be spread. As the inventor of writing, Cangjie became the representative and symbol of many wise men who contributed to "Chinese characters".
The images created by Cangjie were called words. The characters created by Cangjie have six general meanings. One type refers to words that refer to things, such as "up and down", and the other refers to image words, such as "sun and moon". The third refers to pictophonetic characters, such as "江,河", and the fourth refers to ideographic characters, such as "武,信". The fifth refers to the transferred characters, such as "老、kao". Six refers to borrowed words, such as "Ling, Chang". Words that refer to things are above and below. Refers to pictographic characters, the sun is full and the moon is waning, imitating its shape. Phonographic characters use categories as shapes and are paired with sounds. Understanding words can stop fighting and turn into force, and people's words can turn into trust. The text of the transferred annotation is based on the test of old age. The borrowed words have the same character in several words. Although the sound is different, the meaning of the text is the same. Therefore, from the Yellow Emperor to the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, the text has been used without any changes.
After all, words also represent the true beginning of a civilization. Qingxin is also very curious. What kind of state of mind did this saint have in order to create a precedent and benefit future generations?
You must have understood everything in the world with your heart and understood the words from it!
At this time, Cangjie finally finished writing, writing four big characters in one breath. Huan Xin was instantly shocked by the power of the words. When he looked at the four words on the ground, Huan Xin's thoughts seemed to be taken to a far, far away era.
He saw a kind of wisdom in this text, and he fell into self-awareness. Here he saw farming, silkworms, and mining. This was exactly what happened in ancient times.
Here, what Qingxin sees is the wisdom of ancient humans, the belief in seeking new life in hardships, and the determination of humans to persevere and overcome difficulties in the world.
The shock was naturally not small, and Qing Xin finally understood that the inheritance and reproduction of Chinese civilization did not rely on any magical elixirs, but on the most basic hope of survival.
From ancient times to the present, the vast majority of the people have never given up this hope. However, this spark has been passed down from generation to generation. Over the years, the old and the new have been constantly introduced, and today's beautiful mountains and rivers have emerged. The four words in front of the heart It is "all the people in the world!"
What beautiful mountains and rivers, they are the capital that generations of Chinese people are proud of, and they are the hard work of countless working people. How can such a beautiful world be allowed to be trampled by evil spirits?
Huan Xin opened her eyes fiercely, stood up and saluted Cang Jie, and then said slowly: "The world belongs to the world, and everyone belongs to the world, and I am also a member of the world. This is our home, and we must protect it with my life!"
After hearing this, Cangjie nodded with satisfaction. It didn't matter what the words on the ground were. What mattered was the depth of its expression. That was the mission given to history by the years, and everyone was involved in it.
Cangjie nodded and said to Huan Xin: "It was for these four words that the Yellow Emperor risked his life to fight Chi You, and finally ushered in the spring of the entire China. There is a long way to go to keep the fire. We can see that future generations will have such grace. , we can also get what we want!"
After saying that, Cang Jie's figure gradually became blurred, and the words on the ground disappeared. Finally, Cang Jie's figure turned into dots of starlight and disappeared into the sky.
Qingxin takes a deep breath. From ancient times to the present, countless people have sacrificed their lives and shed blood for the continuation of civilization. They must not be doing it for themselves, but more for a hope for the future. Therefore, over the years, our nation has never It has never disappeared in this world, and the reason is that we are unwilling to give up this hope.
Just when Huan Xin was about to get up and continue walking forward, a high-pitched dragon roar came from the distance in the sky...
