Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 487: The Lord of Literature and Taoism, the Emperor's Extradition
(Also known as: A Few Things About the Great Emperor Changsheng's Figure Collection)
The capital of the human race.
Merits descend and the golden lotus falls.
The three thousand characters written by Cangjie shone brilliantly, and the golden light gathered around like rivers, forming a huge vortex in the air.
The great way is achieved, merits and virtues are added to the body, and immortals and gods are paying attention.
Cangjie looked up at the sky and took a step forward calmly.
Three thousand jade steps appeared naturally, leading him into the long river of the avenue.
"Greetings, fellow Taoist!"
The void is rippling, and above the long river of thousands of great Daos, Dao masters are congratulating one after another.
Cangjie saw a god standing at the end of the long river of life. He was wearing a brocade robe, black silk and a jade belt, and his steps were extremely leisurely and elegant.
"Hello, fellow Taoist."
In a trance, Cangjie felt that this Taoist master looked very much like one of his friends.
Before he could confirm, all the Daos retreated, and the long river of literature shone brightly, and Cangjie came to a world of merit.
He opened his eyes, the gossip made sense, and the sound of the piano filled the air.
A modest gentleman, holding a long zither in his hand, bowed to him from afar.
"Holy Emperor Fuxi!" When Cangjie saw that figure, his lips trembled slightly and he was extremely excited.
He bowed respectfully.
Fuxi moved aside with a sway.
He shook his head slightly and said with a gentle smile, "There is no Holy Emperor here. You and I are both friends of the Way of Literature. Moreover, you are ahead of me in this Way."
Fuxi's figure disappeared, and Cangjie stood in place, closing his eyes and concentrating.
After a long time, he took another step and stepped into a world of fresh air.
I only hear the faint sound of immortals, but see the interweaving of truths.
The three supreme beings cast their shadows and stood in the long river of Taoism, with disciples of the three religions standing on their left and right.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"
The next moment, heaven and earth suddenly turned, and Buddhist chants sang loudly.
In the endless world of Ganges sand, there is a venerable one who has returned to fulfill his wish.
The two Taoists who have transcended to the other shore return to the world to save people from suffering in accordance with the wishes of all living beings.
Cangjie saw two words in the endless Sanskrit.
"mercy!"
The venerable one folded his hands and Cangjie was solemn.
One more step, and the blood boils.
There is only one sound left between heaven and earth.
"witch!"
The will to fight against heaven and earth permeates the entire world.
Cangjie laughed.
Led by Tu, twelve phantoms appeared, four of them bright and eight dim.
Cangjie bid farewell to his master here, walked on the vast ocean, and listened to the winds from all directions.
As time went by, there was a road leading to heaven. A free and easy traveler was traveling in the universe. When he saw Cangjie, 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 the magic text penetrates the universe.
Cangjie looked at it and a smile appeared on his face.
"Extremely mysterious, unparalleled in the world!"
“Very good!”
The clear and elegant voice spread, and golden light rippled.
The Xiaoyao Immortal who evolved Feng Shui laughed loudly towards the sky, then stretched out his hand and pointed, and countless golden lights merged into Cangjie's body.
"I recognize you as the master of literature!"
Kunpeng recognized this latecomer.
Coming from behind is not unacceptable.
After all, in terms of literature and art, Kunpeng is a latecomer and has surpassed his predecessors.
Times are changing.
He has been in control of the way of literature for a kalpa.
Now that a new master of literature and art has been born in this great world of humanity, it is time to transfer power.
Feng Shui disappeared, and Cangjie entered the era of the three tribes.
The dragon seal, phoenix seal and unicorn script write a magnificent epic that is worthy of praise and tears.
Unfortunately, he did not see the three overlords.
"Have they really completely disappeared?"
A whisper echoed at the end of the long river of literature and Taoism, and Cangjie sighed.
It is exactly the same as Kunpeng who came here in the past.
He turned around and saw that in addition to several major tributaries, the Wendao River also had many small branches.
This represents the exploration of literature and Taoism by all living beings in the ancient world.
Although it has not formed a system and is difficult to enter the mainstream, it is also recognized by the Tao and has left a unique mark between heaven and earth.
They are also fellow Taoists.
Cangjie stood at the end of the long river of literature and Taoism, bowing to the masters of those tributaries.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"
The owners of those tributaries smiled, conveying goodwill like Cangjie.
The luck began to gather, and Cangjie became the new master of literature and Taoism.
He left the long road and wanted to return to the human world when he suddenly heard a sound.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Cangjie was stunned and looked at the person who came.
He was seen wearing the imperial robe, crowned by heaven and earth, with auspicious clouds rolling across the sky and clear light shining upon the world.
There are boundless blessings both within and outside the heaven and earth.
This is none other than the Lord of the Divine Skies, the Master of Blessings, and the Great Emperor of Immortality who governs all the heavens.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Cangjie saluted.
The Great Emperor Changsheng returned a half-bow.
"I wonder what brings you here, Your Majesty?" Cangjie blinked in confusion.
I don't think I have anything in common with this person?
The Great Emperor Changsheng said, "Daoyou and I have a strong affinity."
Cangjie's mouth twitched when he heard this.
Why does this sound so familiar?
Before he could ask, the Great Emperor Changsheng explained:
"I am in charge of all matters of blessing and prosperity in the world, and I also manage the destiny of literature. Fellow Daoist, you have enlightened to the great Dao and are the master of literature. I wonder if you would be willing to enter my heavenly court in the future, serve the gods, and fulfill your position in the world?"
Cang Jie seemed to have some idea, so he asked, "I wonder what position you belong to that has troubled the emperor to come and invite me personally?"
"Of course it's the Emperor's position!"
Cangjie's eyes lit up . As the emperor finished speaking, it seemed as if something in the dark echoed him.
The Great Emperor Changsheng smiled and said, "Of course, I know that your heart belongs to Xuanyuan. When Xuanyuan returns to the throne, you will definitely join his imperial lineage and become the ancestor of human civilization.
But the two are not in conflict. You can wait until you have slain the three corpses and sent one to the Heavenly Palace to take charge. There is no need to rush. After all, this karma position has not yet been fully nurtured and will take some time.
"Thank you, Emperor! "
Cangjie accepted it decisively.
"Great kindness!"
The Great Emperor Changsheng stretched out his hand and a Dharma seal appeared and fell into Cangjie's hands.
"This is the Divine Heaven Seal, which can command thunder, kill and destroy, and has unparalleled offensive power. You can use it for self-defense.
When the Wenchang Emperor's position is consolidated, you will come to the Heavenly Court to report on your duties. I will then grant you the Divine Heaven Spirit Treasure to establish your own government and build your own divine system."
"Great Emperor, have mercy!"
Cang Jie did not refuse and accepted the Shenxiao Seal.
Not to mention that this is the emperor's intention, this thing will also be useful to the group of gods in the future.
"Um!"
The Great Emperor Changsheng nodded, turned and left.
He had long thought of extraditing Cangjie to heaven and expanding his own pantheon.
While improving powers, we are also attracting talents.
The Heavenly Palace is so big that it is impossible for it to be maintained by just three people.
"It seems we need to put the resolution on the Six Gods on the agenda."
The Great Emperor Changsheng thought for a moment and began to have a headache again.
Putting aside the question of whether the positions of these righteous gods are perfect or not, just choosing the right candidates is a hassle.
Not everyone is qualified to be a true god.
We can't let the three of them open shills to take over their positions, right?
"Wait, the Thunder God belongs to Shenxiao. Their main god seems, probably, as if he is really my incarnation?"
At this moment, the expression of Emperor Changsheng was extremely strange.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's ignore this for now. Let's go to the three overseas mountains and extradite them back to their places. It's time for me to gather the six divisions of the Southern Dipper."
With a turn of foot, the Great Emperor Changsheng went straight down to the mortal world and headed for the East China Sea.
The SS-level gold cards have been collected, and there are still a few S-level cards that cannot be left behind!
