Soon, Xuan Zhou and Xuan Ye returned, carrying a multitude of objects.
The empty grand hall was filled with an abundance of strange and curious things.
Xuan Zhou and Xuan Ye were not unfamiliar with the objects before them. These were all creations of their leader, Xuan Xiao, from his idle moments. They did not understand much about these things.
If people from a later era were to come here, they would recognize what these objects were.
These were writing brushes, ink, paper, desks, chairs, chessboards, tea sets... and so on. All of these were things from a later era.
Back then, Xuan Xiao had crafted these objects in an attempt to gather merit and fortune. However, upon completion, he discovered that no merit had descended. Disheartened, Xuan Xiao simply discarded these things somewhere.
Although some of these objects would have been beneficial for the development of the tribe, the Tian Xing tribe was too small at the time, so it wouldn't have made much difference.
Now, as the Tian Xing tribe had grown to its current size, it was time to put them to use.
Xuan Xiao picked up the writing brush, ink, and paper he had meticulously crafted, his heart filled with countless emotions. Back then, Xuan Xiao feared that creating writing brushes, ink, and paper would attract the descent of merit, transforming them into spirit treasures. Therefore, when he crafted them, he paid meticulous attention to every detail. He used the finest materials he could find at that time.
The brush was carved from a beast bone, its tip crafted from the hair of a strange beast. The ink was made from a special mineral... every detail was meticulously crafted.
From Xuan Xiao's current perspective, the writing brush, ink, and paper in front of him were somewhat unrefined.
Perhaps out of nostalgia, or perhaps still harboring hope that they could become spirit treasures, Xuan Xiao decided to refine them again.
He would use dragon bones to cast the brush handle, phoenix feathers to make the brush tip. He would refine the inkstone from the bones of a Golden Crow, and create the ink from its flesh. The paper would be crafted from the branches of a Life Ancient Tree. After refining them anew, the writing brush, ink, and paper were enveloped in Daoist principles, their presence interweaving with wondrous phenomena, already becoming the finest Post-Heaven spirit treasures.
Yes, the finest Post-Heaven spirit treasures. Though Xuan Xiao's art of crafting was mediocre, he possessed the divine ability to burn fortune. To satisfy his yearning for the past, he burned a small amount of fortune to elevate his craft, a trivial matter.
With the precious materials he used, he managed to forge them into Post-Heaven spirit treasures.
Xuan Xiao looked upon them with delight and picked up the brush, writing: "To resolve the issue of our people's names, let's write the Hundred Family Surnames. However, the Hundred Family Surnames of the future must be modified. Otherwise, these surnames won't conform to the naming conventions of the current Great Wilderness."
Xuan Xiao pondered, his soul churning. He flipped through familiar texts from the future and began writing.
"Xuan, profound and mysterious, the gate of all wonders. The Xuan surname is supreme!"
"The four cardinal directions, Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind, are the surnames."
"Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Ice, Rain, Frost, and Snow, with weather as surnames."
"乾坎艮震巽离坤兑, with the eight trigrams as surnames."
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Xuan Xiao's soul whirled, searching for words from the future that aligned with the naming style of the current Great Wilderness.
He then used these words to compile the Hundred Family Surnames.
After several days, Xuan Xiao stopped writing, his eyes radiating a hint of joy. He held the book in his hand, "Good, good... The 'Hundred Family Surnames' is complete. From now on, our people will have no trouble with naming. However, just one 'Hundred Family Surnames' is not enough!"
"Since I aim to unify the human race, the Tian Xing tribe is the foundation of my unity and the root of my future changes to the human race. First, let's spread all the systems, the civilization, throughout the Tian Xing tribe, allowing the people to become accustomed to them. Once the human race is unified, they can quickly adapt."
"If so, let's write the 'Thousand Character Classic.' This will spread the human language I created, and allow the people to learn and become familiar with it. When the human race is unified, these characters will become the characters of the entire human race."
Upon reaching this thought, Xuan Xiao began to write the 'Thousand Character Classic'!
Writing the Thousand Character Classic was simple, requiring minimal changes.
"天地玄黄，宇宙洪荒！日月盈昃，辰宿列张。"
"寒来暑往，秋收冬藏。闰余成岁，律吕调阳."
In a short time, Xuan Xiao had finished writing the Thousand Character Classic.
Xuan Xiao looked at it, pondering within: "Not enough, still not enough. The Thousand Character Classic only allows the people to recognize the characters, but not to understand the meaning of each character. It seems I still need to write!"
He then embarked on his writing journey. Centering around the human language and the Hundred Family Surnames, Xuan Xiao consecutively wrote the Human Dictionary, Tribal Regulations…
He then wrote Tian Gong Kai Wu, Ge Wu Zhi Zhi... which documented the methods of creating desks, chairs, and other objects.
In just a few years, Xuan Xiao reviewed his nine written classics, a satisfied smile on his face. Although only nine in number, they encompassed the human language, human surnames, tribal systems, and the creation of objects, all four categories.
Xuan Xiao picked up the classics and called out: "Xuan Zhou, Xuan Ye… gather all the people, assemble at the center of the tribe."
"Yes, Leader!" Xuan Zhou and Xuan Ye didn't ask anything, they immediately obeyed.
Soon, the vibrant sounds of countless people reverberated throughout the tribe. They knew it was Xuan Xiao calling them, and each one was filled with excitement and enthusiasm. After all, Xuan Xiao was their faith.
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After a long time, the people of the tribe surrounded the central area of the tribe.
The human race, densely packed, made Xuan Xiao levitate using his magic. He made all the people look up and gaze at him.
Their gaze towards Xuan Xiao was filled with excitement, and also with faith.
Xuan Xiao then took out the nine classics: "Heaven's ways are strong and unyielding, the human race should strive unremittingly. We humans have endured many hardships, finally gathering at the Tian Xing tribe. This is our shared destiny, and also your trust in me. As the leader of the Tian Xing tribe, I naturally need to take responsibility for the tribe, and for you all."
"For the sake of the better development of the Tian Xing tribe, and for the sake of your greater future, I, Xuan Xiao, will change some of the current state of the tribe today."
"First, I will change the names of the people in the tribe. Since our human race was born, our names have been varied and chaotic, lacking a system. Some names were even a joke. But from now on, all that will be in the past. I have compiled a 'Human Hundred Family Surnames' for our human race. From now on, you will use the surnames recorded in this book to name yourselves."
"The Human Hundred Family Surnames, with Xuan as supreme, therefore, my name is Xuan Xiao. No one is allowed to use Xuan as their surname without my permission."
"Under Xuan, we have Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning,…"
Xuan Xiao listed all the Human Hundred Family Surnames and explained each one. The people below responded with cheers.
Especially as Xuan Xiao divided the people and named them, taking the vast Tian Xing tribe and dividing it into Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning... a total of thirty-six surnames. Each surname had over a million people.
The remaining surnames would be used once the population grew larger.
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