Chapter 209

The deeper one studies the laws of cause and effect, the more one understands what should be done and what should not.

Which actions are beneficial, and which are harmful.

From now on, he will consider things more carefully before acting.

No longer acting on impulse or behaving recklessly.

"Huh? I actually calculated that someone has a master-disciple fate with me?"

"Strange, let me go take a look first!"

Hongxuan had originally intended to return to Mount Wuyi.

Unexpectedly, a thought stirred in his mind.

He made a secret calculation.

He discovered that there was one person among the human race who shared a master-disciple fate with him.

He immediately stopped his steps and flew toward the location he had calculated.

"Huh? It's actually the tribe where the Human Emperor Xuanyuan resides?"

When Hongxuan finally found the target location, he was stunned to discover that the person was actually within the Xuanyuan tribe.

In order not to cause trouble or attract the attention of Guang Chengzi, who was watching from the shadows.

Hongxuan concealed his true cultivation base and even masked the heavenly secrets before slowly stepping inside.

In front of a remote house.

He saw an eleven or twelve-year-old child holding a tree branch, drawing back and forth on the ground.

They were all crude patterns.

Quite interesting.

Hongxuan calculated his name, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

So it was him!

"Little one, what are you drawing on the ground?"

"Are you painting?"

"It doesn't look quite like it, does it?"

Hongxuan feigned confusion and stepped forward to ask.

The child looked up, glanced at Hongxuan, but did not lose his manners:

"This is not a painting, but writing—the writing of my human race!"

"Hmm? How come I've never heard of such a thing as writing? What is this?"

The child put down the branch, looked at Hongxuan with a solemn face, and explained:

"I have heard many immortals in the tribe speak of it."

"The immortals outside have a medium for recording knowledge called Divine Script."

"It can be used to record and to spread."

"Unfortunately, this Divine Script cannot be used by our human race."

"So I secretly vowed that I would definitely create a type of writing belonging to my human race in the future."

"It can be used to record all knowledge and spread this knowledge to the entire human race."

Upon hearing this, Hongxuan smiled slightly.

He didn't say much more, his figure moved, and he vanished instantly.

Only one sentence echoed in the child's mind.

"Cangjie, within twelve hours, relying only on yourself, travel alone to the summit of the highest peak of the Youxiong Mountains, and you will be qualified to receive my inheritance of the Dao of Writing!"

"It was actually an immortal?! An inheritance of the Dao of Writing?!"