Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 443: Master Xuandu
Fuxi became the common ruler and established the capital in Chen, opening a new chapter in human history.
Fuxi governed the human race in the world. He looked up to the sky for images, looked down to the earth for measures, and took examples from people. He adjusted the yin and yang energies, harmonized the four seasons, and observed the suitability of the land, water, fertility, hills, and heights, so as to establish affairs and generate wealth, eliminate hunger and cold, and prevent diseases. He took charge of human affairs to create rites and music, practiced benevolence and righteousness, and governed human relations.
He established a missionary platform in Chen, listened to the opinions of the people from all directions, and taught the human race about all matters of production, the laws of nature, and the principles of yin and yang.
At this time, humans did not have written language and still used knotted ropes to record events. Fuxi thought this was very inconvenient, so he planned to promote the innate Taoist script among humans, which he learned from his teacher.
Unfortunately, ordinary humans cannot learn this innate Taoist script at all. This is a script that exists innately and was born with the Tao. It is difficult for cultivators to learn it, let alone humans who have no cultivation?
Just when Fuxi was at a loss, Qingqian came to see him.
"Brother, I heard that you've been troubled by writing lately?"
Fuxi nodded. "My tribe doesn't have pictures or writing. It's okay for cultivators, as they can use their spiritual thoughts, magic, and Dao texts to exchange information. However, communication between ordinary people is very inconvenient, and knotting ropes to record things is too crude."
Qing Qian nodded and said, "I came here for this matter."
"Oh? Do you have any good ideas?"
There was a hint of anticipation in Fuxi's eyes.
Qing Qian smiled pretentiously, stretched out his hand and wrote dozens of words in the air.
Fuxi was surprised when he saw it: "What is this?"
He didn't recognize these words, but with his cultivation as a Taiyi Golden Immortal, he could understand their true meaning.
The words written by Qing Qian are systematic!
“This is Wuwen!”
Qing Qian grinned and answered very proudly.
"The writing of the ancient Wu clan is simpler than the Xiantian Dao writing. Do you think it can be passed down to the human clan?"
"Ancient Wu Clan writing? How did you learn it?" Fuxi asked curiously, intently studying Qing Qian's writing. Qing Qian's mastery of Wu writing was truly extraordinary. These words were like silver hooks and iron, like the movement of a dragon and snake in a brush. Each word was like a furious lion carving a stone, a thirsty horse rushing to a spring, and its momentum was like a rainbow.
After studying it for just a short while, Fuxi actually comprehended some of the profound meaning and casually worked out a witchcraft. Winds blew from all directions. This was the witch clan's magical power to control the wind.
"Do I need to learn this? I can learn it just by looking at it! When I was cultivating the elixir, my mind wandered in the void and saw these witch characters in the dark. Didn't I just finish my understanding and come to you?"
As Qing Qian spoke, he saw that Fuxi had instantly grasped several sorcery techniques. His eyes lit up, and he looked at Fuxi excitedly and said, "Look at it. I told you it was simple, but if you look at it for a while, you will not only understand the meaning, but also the method. Perhaps this sorcery text is very suitable for the human race!"
Fuxi nodded: "It is indeed simpler than the Xiantian Daowen."
Qing Gan grinned.
"But..." Fuxi pondered.
"But what?" Qing Qian asked.
Fuxi replied, "It seems that there is a threshold for learning Wu language. Without Wu blood, it is very difficult to learn."
Qing Qian was puzzled. He looked at the words written by these guys and said, "We don't have the blood of the Wu clan, so how can we learn it easily?"
Fuxi rolled his eyes, "Can we be the same?"
"What's the difference? We are all human!" Qing Qian patted his chest with a proud look on his face.
Fuxi remained silent .
Qing Qian firmly believed that Wu Wen could be used by the human race, so he said, "We'll know if it works after we give it a try! I'll select some people from our tribe to teach Wu Wen and see how it works!"
After saying that, Qing Qian left in a hurry.
Fuxi looked at his hurried back, shook his head and sighed.
"Co-owner!"
After Qing Qian left, the leaders of the twelve Earthly Branches tribes came together.
"What brings you here?" Fuxi asked calmly.
The leader of the Kundun tribe is the first of the twelve Earthly Branches, and the Rat in the Chinese zodiac.
He held the thick jade book in his hands, raised it above his head, and said respectfully, "I have heard that the common master wishes to unify the human race's writing system so that he can spread the teachings to all people. We, the twelve tribes, specially offer the Great Book of Demonic Writing as a method to achieve this!"
The other leaders bowed and said, "In ancient times, there was a demon master Kunpeng who observed the laws of heaven and earth and understood the great way. He traveled all over the world and went deep into the countless demon tribes, creating a great chapter. He passed it down through the ages with demon writings to maintain the demon tribe's heritage!"
Fuxi concentrated his mind, and a strange color flashed in his deep eyes.
He waved his hand, and the Demonic Script Ceremony emitted a brilliant light. The golden light gathered around like rivers, and actually formed a huge vortex in the air.
Countless demonic characters were shining brightly, and Fuxi's soul left his body in an instant and came to a world of merit. He opened his eyes, walked on the Kan water, and listened to the winds from all directions.
As the situation changed, a great road led to heaven. A free traveler was traveling in the universe. When he saw Fuxi, he felt happy.
"This is my avenue, what do you think?"
With a wave of the hand, Feng Shui evolves the heaven and earth, and literature and Taoism connect the universe.
Fuxi looked at it and a smile appeared on his face.
He didn't even know why he was laughing. Perhaps the Taoist in front of him gave him the feeling of an old friend.
“Very good!”
The clear and elegant voice spread, and golden light rippled.
The free and easy immortal who evolved Feng Shui laughed loudly towards the sky, then stretched out his hand and pointed, and countless golden lights merged into Fuxi's body. Before he could react, all the strange phenomena disappeared, and Fuxi's soul returned.
"Demon Master Kunpeng?"
Fuxi stared at the Demonic Script Encyclopedia in his hand and chuckled.
"You guys go down."
He looked at Zishu and others who were waiting on the side and waved his hand.
When Zishu saw that Fuxi was still holding the Demonic Script Book and had no intention of refusing, he couldn't help but feel relieved. His uneasiness was replaced by excitement and joy, and his eyebrows raised.
"I'll take my leave!"
The twelve zodiac animals retreated.
Fuxi sat alone in the main hall, flipping through the Book of Demonic Writings.
Yaowen is really good. Compared with Wuwen, it is more complete and easier to promote.
In the past, Kunpeng created the demon characters and engraved 129,600 original demon characters between heaven and earth; 69,800 universal demon characters crisscrossed the prehistoric land; 39,900 bloodline inheritance demon characters appeared in the bloodline inheritance of one race after another!
These demonic characters, unlike dragon seals, phoenix seals, and unicorn scripts, are truly characters that are directed towards all spirits.
Ever since Kunpeng passed down the demon texts to the world, no matter whether you are born with talent or acquired talent, no matter what race you are, whether you are a bird, a beast, or even a witch, you can learn these demon texts!
"The demon master has done great deeds." Fuxi read all the demon texts and was amazed at Kunpeng.
Unfortunately, like the three ancestors of the human race, he did not adopt the demon language as the human language.
Literature carries the truth.
Demonic writings can be passed down from generation to generation and can be used for communication, but they cannot be used to convey the teachings of the human race.
"The human race must have its own writing system!"
Fuxi put the Demonic Codex aside and left Chen.
The creation of writing is not something that can be achieved overnight, and he is currently unable to improve it.
After much thought, Fuxi came to Mount Xi to visit Mingyu.
"You want to end the human race's knotted rope tradition and create a new writing system?"
Mingyu was also a little surprised after hearing Fuxi's thoughts.
Fuxi nodded and said: "The human race should have its own writing system. I want to give it a try."
"It's difficult." Mingyu told the truth.
The writing Fuxi wanted was far from simple; it was destined to be universally circulated. However, creating such a writing system was far from easy. First, it needed the approval of heaven and earth, second, the approval of all living things, and, most importantly, talent!
You know, in the entire demon clan, there was only one demon master, Kunpeng.
The second-in-command really posed a difficult problem for himself.
Mingyu pondered for a moment, looked up at the octagonal pavilion, and suddenly smiled.
"Sir, do you have any ideas?"
Fuxi was cheered up.
Mingyu replied, "There is indeed a method, but it can only achieve small success, not great success. However, it is barely enough for you."
"Please teach me, sir."
Fuxi said excitedly.
Mingyu nodded and said, "Before I teach you, I need to find you a helper."
"Who is this?"
Fuxi was curious.
"You'll find out when you wait."
Mingyu immediately wrote a jade book with golden characters, and when he raised his hand, the jade book turned into light and disappeared.
…
Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.
Lao Tzu, who was preaching to Xuan Du, suddenly stopped. He reached into his sleeve and a Tai Chi diagram of yin and yang appeared, as if the ultimate truth of heaven and earth was contained in it.
"Xuan Du, go to the human race." He handed the Tai Chi diagram to his disciple.
At this moment, the golden book and jade volume fell into the Bajing Palace. Xuandu understood what was meant and took the Tai Chi diagram. He bowed and said, "Disciple obeys your command."
After saying this, he left Shouyang Mountain and headed straight for Xi Mountain.
Laozi looked at Xuan Du's departing back and revealed a gentle smile, which then disappeared. He closed his eyes, his face expressionless, and wandered in the void to realize the truth.
Xishan.
The young man came as invited.
"Senior Brother Mingyu!"
The young man saw Mingyu coming down the mountain to greet him from afar and quickened his pace a little.
"Xuandu!"
Mingyu couldn't help but smile when she saw him again.
Among the disciples of the four religions, Xuandu is the only descendant of Taiqing. He usually practices Taoism in Shouyang Mountain and seldom goes out. The only time he went to the Netherworld to invite the Western Ghost Emperor was when he went back and forth no less than ten times.
"Greetings, Senior Brother, and Greetings, Co-Master!"
Xuan Du was the first to salute. His eyes were pure and flawless, and he spoke a little shyly.
Mingyu patted his shoulder and said, "Junior brother, don't be so reserved. This isn't the first time we've met. You were much more relaxed in the Netherworld than you are here."
Fuxi looked at the young man in front of him, whose aura was pure and more graceful than that of an ordinary female fairy, and nodded slightly.
"Master Uncle gave you the Tai Chi diagram?" Mingyu asked
"Well, I brought it."
Xuan Du nodded and took out the Tai Chi diagram from his sleeve.
Mingyu smiled.
"That's perfect!"
He took out a tortoise shell and gave it to Fuxi.
The patterns on this tortoise shell are distributed in all directions, from the south of the sky to the north of the earth, from the east of the sun to the west of the moon, from the mountains to the lakes, from the wind to the thunder, and it is extremely mysterious.
"This item is of great origin. I took it from a demon god. It can be of help to you."
Fuxi was instantly fascinated when he saw it.
"You need to go for a walk between heaven and earth these days. Xuandu will accompany you. If you don't understand anything, just ask him." After Mingyu said this, he sent the two of them down the mountain.
"Master, where are we going?"
Xuan Du was a little at a loss. His teacher only asked him to find Senior Brother Mingyu, and he still didn't understand the situation.
Fuxi patted Xuandu, and then waved his hand.
"Let's listen to the master and walk around."
So the two of them traveled together.
The Tai Chi diagram is a treasure from the creation of the world. It has the power to pacify the earth, water, fire and wind, the strength to transform the yin and yang and the five elements, the ability to sort out the mysteries of the way of heaven, and the capacity to encompass all things.
As a disciple of Taiqing, Xuandu inherited his true teachings. During his travels, he passed on to Fuxi the changes of yin and yang and the principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.
Fuxi was inspired by Xuandu, and he always drew inferences from one instance and gave new interpretations to the principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. This made Xuandu very excited, and he completely forgot Fuxi's identity and regarded him as a close friend.
The two men walked among the mountains and rivers, looking up at the sky to observe the patterns, looking down at the earth to observe the laws, observing the patterns of birds and beasts and the suitability of the land, and taking things from their bodies and from far away.
Based on the principles of Yin and Yang and the Eight Trigrams, many special runes were created and carved on stone slabs.
They discovered a magical wild grass in the wilderness of Wanqiu.
It was clearly an ordinary weed, yet it was a thousand years old. Fuxi was inspired and plucked it, only to discover that it could actually be used for divination!
This made Fuxi very excited, and he named it "Yarrow".
Xuandu put it into the Tai Chi diagram for cultivation.
"Everyone, let's go back!"
"Ah? You're not leaving?"
Xuan Du was sitting under a tree, holding a carving knife in his hand, skillfully engraving the hexagram on a piece of bamboo slips, with a focused expression and seriousness written all over his face.
Hearing Fuxi calling him, he carefully collected the bamboo slips and then chased after him.
"I'm not leaving. These contracts are enough. I can't yet encompass the world with the principles of the Eight Trigrams, and you can't explain the universe with the changes of yin and yang. The texts we created are enough for the current human race!"
Fuxi turned and told Xuandu, "Each generation has its own mission. I will be responsible for the beginning, and the rest will be left to the people who come after me. What we need to do next is to promote these texts, which is a heavy task."
Xuan Du seemed to be lost in thought. He asked, "The Lord seems to have a missionary platform?"
Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Du, I thought you only cared about the great way!"
Xuandu's face flushed slightly.
…
Fuxi and Xuandu returned to Chendi and opened a missionary platform again, making Xuandu the leader and conferring him the title of Great Master.
He also summoned thirteen major clans, including the Dating, Baihuang, Zhongyang, Luli, Lilian, Hexu, Zunlu, Hundun, Haoying, Getian, Zhuxiang, Yinkang, and Wuhuai clans, to discuss the matter.
"Co-owner!"
Fuxi said, "I have surveyed the geography of the world, mapped the universe, and derived the 384 lines from the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. I have written them down and placed them on the missionary platform. The great master Xuandu will oversee them. You should practice them diligently and pass them on to our people, so that they can inherit the great way of mankind and enlighten the people!"
The leaders of the thirteen tribes were overjoyed and wholeheartedly convinced by Fuxi.
"We will obey the orders of our Lord!"
Qing Qian looked at Xuan Du on the preaching platform, feeling depressed.
"This guy Fuxi went off to do something big without even calling me. I've been working so hard for nothing!"
Over the years, he has worked hard to help ordinary humans learn witchcraft, but it was of no use.
Most people really can’t learn it.
But Qing Qian was not without gain.
He discovered that the tribes that intermarried with the Wu tribe had a good grasp of the Wu language.
After investigating each witch tribe, Qing Qian had a crazy idea. He planned to allow the human race to intermarry with the witch tribe. In this way, humans and witches would be able to use witch language without any hindrance.
Qing Qian came back excitedly and told Fuxi this "good idea".
Fuxi's eyes when he looked at Qingqian were quite complicated.
" From now on , you should focus on studying martial arts, and leave this kind of thing to me." He told Qing Qian earnestly and took out his own achievements.
