This is the Literary Dao River!
Cangjie opened his eyes and saw that the world before him was no longer the turbulent spacetime.
Here was a world transformed by endless merit and wisdom, harmonious and tranquil.
Between heaven and earth, the Eight Diagrams constantly evolved into the infinite truths of the Great Dao.
A melody, soothing and enchanting as if washing the soul, came from afar.
Cangjie looked toward the sound to see a noble gentleman, dressed in an Eight Diagrams Taoist Robe, with handsome features and a gentle demeanor, holding a long zither, sitting cross-legged under a towering Ancient Tree, nodding at him in a distant salute.
"Greetings, Daoist."
"Fu Xi Saint Emperor!"
At the sight of that figure, Cangjie's lips trembled with overwhelming excitement.
Unexpectedly, he had quickly encountered the existence he so revered.
Cangjie instinctively wanted to bow down.
However, Fu Xi's figure slightly flickered, sidestepping his bow.
