"Wow…"
As soon as Huang Hao said this, the sound of children crying could be heard. The adult men in the human tribe held stone artifacts in their hands and confronted the person in front of them.
"Alright, alright! Everyone, put down your weapons. This immortal is just joking with us. He has no ill intentions.”
He saw an old man with white hair and chicken skin with a hunched back. He held a walking stick in his hand and asked his clansmen to put down their weapons. At the same time, he staggered to Huang Hao and bowed to him.
"How do you know that I won't hurt you?”
Huang Hao smiled when he heard this and asked back. This joke had scared the child in the woman's arms to tears. Now that the old man had spoken his mind, he went down the ladder.
"When you said that you wanted to fight for food with that evil flood dragon, we weren't sure if you wanted to help the human race. However, when you blocked the lightning for us, I was sure that no one would risk their lives so much just for the safety of some food.”
The old man stated his speculations and then led all the residents to kneel down to Huang Hao.
"It's nothing. Everyone, please stand up quickly!”
When Huang Hao saw this, he raised his hand and cast a divine power. A gentle wind blew past and forcefully lifted the human from the tribe.
In a sense, everyone present was an existence at the level of Huang Hao's ancestors. They were unwilling to accept their kowtows.
"Is this the power of virtue?"
Huang Hao narrowed his eyes and saw a virtuous aura gathering in the air. It was probably produced by him saving the people here. After the virtuous aura condensed, it was directly transmitted into his body.
Merit was the best thing in the world. It had no impurities and was countless times purer than immortal energy and divine power.
Any living being could absorb this merit and use it to improve their realm, the quality of their spiritual treasures, healing, and so on.
However, the amount of virtue was not much. Huang Hao had suffered some superficial injuries from the demon flood dragon's attack, so he decided to use it to treat his wounds.
Under the cleansing of the Qi of Virtue, his physical body recovered in an instant. The flesh wounds under Huang Hao's clothes quickly healed, and the magic power he had consumed in the battle just now was completely restored.
However, at this point, this merit was completely used up.
Seeing this, Huang Hao smiled bitterly. Saving a human tribe was a piece of cake for him, and he could only get a little bit of the Qi of Merit. If he could really get a lot of Merit from saving people, the Human Tribe in Untainted Land would have been protected by all the big shots to earn Merit.
"Where did the Exalted Immortal come from, and where is he going?”
After the human elder bowed to Huang Hao, the clan members began to repair the damaged houses. The old man then started chatting with Huang Hao.
Why did these words sound so familiar? Huang Hao muttered in his heart and replied.
"I came from Kunlun Mountain and am going to Buzhou Mountain…"
After chatting with the old man for a while, Huang Hao figured out the current situation. This human tribe was a branch of the Cang clan, and the old man he was talking to was the tribe leader, Cang Ya.
"Kunlun Mountain, could it be that the immortals are under the Sage?”
The Three Pure Sages were very famous in the Primordial World. Even this human tribe knew about them.
Huang Hao smiled and didn't comment.
These days, Huang Hao had been staying in the human tribe. One of the reasons was to prevent the demon flood dragon and its other companions from coming over for revenge.
Huang Hao had cleaned up the corpses of the flood dragon and his subordinates. Just as he had thought, the flood dragon was very poor and did not have anything that could be taken out.
It made sense. He was bullying the humans who had no combat strength here instead of challenging the experts to snatch the treasures. He must not be a powerful person.
Another reason was that Huang Hao wanted to see the life of the human race in the Primordial Age.
However, human life during this period could be said to be very dangerous.
The humans of the Cang Tribe all left early and returned late. They rested once the sun set and had no other activities.
Water and food were necessary for survival, and they often had to fight with ferocious beasts to obtain them. Sometimes, they would even encounter demonic beasts, which was even more dangerous.
Huang Hao didn't interfere with this. He only used spells to help people rebuild their houses. He also used divine arts to draw the water from the Yellow River over to fill the tribe's reservoir.
However, after staying for a few days, Huang Hao realized that the people in this tribe actually knew how to cultivate.
Some of them were talented in cultivation. After sunset, they would meditate in their houses. Although the cultivation method was still very crude, they could see the capital of the human race's future rise.
On this day, Huang Hao was meditating with his eyes closed. The tribe leader brought a human child who was about eight or nine years old into the thatched cottage where Huang Hao lived.
"Please accept me as your disciple."
When the human child saw Huang Hao, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.
Huang Hao did not ignore him directly. He opened his eyes and helped him up, but he was rejected.
"No, if the immortal doesn't accept me, I won't get up…"
This child was quite stubborn. He kept bowing to Huang Hao, wanting to use his willpower to move Huang Hao.
Huang Hao was in a dilemma. To be honest, this child's talent was very good. His Heavenly Court was full and his Innate Ability was extremely high.
Huang Hao could tell that the child in front of him had the highest cultivation in this tribe. He was about to reach the Human Immortal Realm at such a young age. Such talent was indeed worthy of being his disciple.
However, the problem was that Huang Hao had nothing to teach him. The Jade Pure Immortal Chant was the unique cultivation method of the Heavenly Lord of the Origin. It could not be taught to others at will, or it would be a big taboo.
Although the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was powerful, it was not suitable for humans. He had only cultivated the first transformation of the True Dragon Body. Even if this child in front of him had entered the basics, he would still have a problem with cultivation resources in the future.
The Cang Long Art was a cultivation technique of the dragon race, so humans definitely couldn't cultivate it.
As for the Law of Light…it wasn't that Huang Hao treasured it for himself, but it was an innate talent that couldn't be taught to others.
The clan leader even took out a string of shells, a piece of beast meat, and a handful of herbs as a gift for his apprenticeship.
Perhaps it was nothing to Huang Hao, but in front of the Human Race, it was a very precious item.
" This child is my grandson, Cangjie. Immortal, although this child is still young, his talent is indeed not bad. I'm afraid he will become the first Human Immortal in our tribe. Please consider…"
"Wait, what did you say his name was?"
This child is my grandson, Cangjie…"
Cangjie!
After hearing this name, Huang Hao couldn't remain calm. No wonder it sounded so familiar. This was the creator of the language!
Cangjie was the historian of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan. His contribution was to create the characters of the ancestors and played an important role in the creation of Chinese characters.
He researched Chinese characters based on the footprints of wild beasts and made immortal achievements for the reproduction and prosperity of the human race. He was honored as the "Character Creation Sage" by later generations.
The saint here did not refer to the Heavenly Dao saint, but a respectful title for people who had great achievements.
For someone like Cangjie to acknowledge him as his master, Huang Hao had to consider it carefully.
"Patriarch, you can leave first."
Huang Hao wanted to talk to Cangjie alone.
Seeing Huang Hao's change in attitude, the Clan Leader knew that there was hope. He left the three gifts and left Huang Hao's thatched cottage.
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