Why would you change me into a pen?
Do you want me to write and draw?
soon.
Ye Qingyun knew what this meant.
A line of words appeared on the stone gate.
The first word in eternity!
Ye Qingyun understood it at a glance.
This is asking yourself a question.
What is the first character in eternity, that is, the first character created by Cangjie?
Let yourself be written on this stone gate.
If you write it correctly, you can open the door and enter.
If you don't write it right, you can only rely on your strength to achieve miracles.
Ye Qingyun reached out and grasped the brush that appeared out of thin air, and then his heart moved.
This thing must be a treasure.
No matter whether I can pass through this stone gate or not, this pen will definitely go through it.
Don't come here in vain.
"Let me think about it."
Ye Qingyun pondered intently.
Ye Qingyun didn't even know what this so-called number one word in eternity was.
After all, when Cangjie was coining Chinese characters, I, Ye, didn’t just sit aside and watch.
So I still have to rely on hoodwinking.
But Meng is not blind.
You also need someone who is somewhat reliable to deceive you.
"No, there should be clues in that painting just now!"
Ye Qingyun thought of the painting he had just seen and immediately recalled it carefully.
Fortunately, it had just been a short time since I saw it, and Ye Qingyun still remembered everything in the painting very clearly.
In the painting, Cangjie is holding a branch in his hand and carving words on the ground, so the first character of eternity should also be among them.
"Yes!"
Ye Qingyun looked happy and found the answer from that painting.
He immediately took a writing brush and wrote a word on the stone gate.
fish!
When the last stroke of the word "fish" was written, the entire stone gate immediately became golden again.
Moreover, the crack in the center of the stone door gradually opened.
"You were right!"
Ye Qingyun was overjoyed.
The stone door opened, and before Ye Qingyun could pull Huikong up, his whole body was sucked into the stone door.
Almost at the same time.
Before the ancient days of no return.
On the vast and silent land, a strange man with two pupils and four eyes sat cross-legged, holding a dead branch in his hand, as if writing something on the ground.
His body has long since withered.
His life has withered.
Only the ancient words written down are still shining brightly, seeming to be maintaining the last vitality of this strange man.
But at this moment.
The originally dead and gloomy sky was suddenly broken by a golden light.
The land of despair.
It seemed like a long-lost glimmer of hope had been ignited again.
The strange man who had been dead for a long time now once again had a faint trace of vitality.
"Master, are you here?"
Chapter completed!