Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

When many casual cultivators regained their senses, they had arrived in a world with beautiful mountains and clear waters, boiling spiritual energy, and full of vitality and Taoist charm.

"Where is this place? Have we left Buzhou Immortal Mountain?"

"That's not right. This place is a little different from the outside world. Could it be that we have entered someone else's natal world. I remember that I was dug out of the grave."

"The natal world? Is there such a big natal world? Only saints can have such a big natal world."

The monks were talking a lot, full of questions, but they didn't dare to leave the place and check somewhere else.

At this moment, a young man with a square face and full of righteousness appeared in front of everyone.

"Fang Yang Demon Ancestor's Dharma has arrived, please pay homage as soon as possible!"

There were a total of forty-nine people present, all of whom were Taiyi Golden Immortals. They were shocked when they heard that someone actually called himself "Demon Ancestor".

In the primitive world, low-level demon cultivators still have a place to survive. Can a saint allow them to continue to exist at the level of the Demon Ancestor?

However, what they were waiting for was a scene of boundless coercion and purple energy rising hundreds of millions of miles eastwards.

A majestic body descended, and endless sky light and Dao light emitted, covering their hearts.

"The Demon Ancestor is indeed the Demon Ancestor!"

"Only Demon Ancestor has such a vision."

The higher the cultivation level, the more people understand that there are no immortals and demons in the world, only strong and weak.

Except for the lowest level immortals, no one would talk about "killing demons and slaying demons" all day long.

And for these casual cultivators, the disciples of saints are the real devils.

"See Demon Ancestor Fang Yang!"

Forty-nine casual cultivators prostrated themselves at the same time and saluted Fang Yang.

Fang Yang looked at everyone and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

"I don't know."

All the cultivators dispersed and said in unison.

Fang Yang emphasized his tone: "This is a world of three thousand worlds, a world that is not controlled by heaven and is independent of heaven."

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators were shocked.

There have always been legends of the Three Thousand Worlds in the prehistoric times, but few people have been able to see the Three Thousand Worlds.

Almost every casual cultivator has thought about finding a world of three thousand and then entering it to be at ease.

Fang Yang continued: "The way of heaven is unfair. If you stay in the wilderness, you will never get justice. Only by following me and following the three thousand worlds can you get justice."

Hearing Fang Yang actually say "the way of heaven is unfair", all the cultivators shrank and were frightened.

Can we just say that God is unfair? Offending the law of heaven will have disastrous consequences.

Fang Yang paused and continued: "The prehistoric era is divided into five poles: east, west, northwest, and middle. However, there are saints only in the east and west, but there are no saints in the middle, south, and north directions. Don't you think that the way of heaven is very unfair? "

Anyway, in the world of destiny, he can talk as much as he wants, and people outside can't trouble him at all.

Even those who heard these words did not dare to say them themselves.

The casual cultivators were frightened by Fang Yang's question. They wanted to pretend not to hear, but it was impossible for them not to hear.

"Chuan Shan, tell me, is the way of heaven unfair?"

No one answered, so Fang Yang directly named him.

Master Chuanshan trembled all over and almost cried. Forty-nine people, why did they choose his name?

"Yes!"

In front of Fang Yang, Master Chuanshan had no choice but to speak and said "yes".

As the word "yes" was spoken, Master Chuanshan knew that he had completely boarded the pirate ship of Demon Ancestor Fang Yang and could not get off.

If this answer is known to Heaven, he will only die.

Fang Yang nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! Where are the others?"

After this question, the remaining forty-eight people wanted to bury their heads in the ground. They were all afraid of being named.

However, with a thought in Fang Yang's mind, the color of heaven and earth changed, and all the laws of the world of destiny surged together. The power of heaven was like a sea, hovering above everyone's heads.

"The Demon Ancestor is right! Heaven is unfair!"

"The way of heaven is not only unfair, it is blind and allows the hypocrites of the immortal way to control the power of heaven and earth."

Loose cultivation means following one's heart, settling accounts in the ancient world is a matter of the future, and the person in front of you is the one who really matters.

Moreover, this answer is what they really think. In their hearts, they had already cursed Tiandao countless times.

"Okay! Welcome everyone to join our Holy Religion of Inanimate Religion. From now on, as long as you serve the Holy Religion well, it will be your own benefit. What you say today will never be spread."

Fang Yang was extremely happy and immediately promised.

These casual cultivators said that "the way of heaven is unfair" and were destined not to be tolerated by Xuanmen. From now on, I can only walk with him to the dark side.

Casual cultivators who can become Taiyi Golden Immortals on their own have great hope of attaining Daluo Daluo.

Moreover, he has already used his clone to deduce the cultivation method of Da Luo Zhenxian.

The avatar uses the laws of information to create a virtual prehistoric world, and uses the three thousand virtual laws to turn the virtual prehistoric world into reality. This is actually another kind of Daluo path.

Fang Yang called him Daluo True Immortal!

Forty-nine Daluo True Immortals, how huge a force must these be?

Seeing that Fang Yang didn't even ask a question, he accepted them into the Wusheng Sect, but the scattered cultivators didn't dare to have any objections.

In the world of destiny, on other people's territory, is it useful to give opinions?

"Disciple pays homage to the leader!"

Master Chuanshan had already smashed the jar, so he was the first to step forward and saluted Fang Yang.

In fact, he was still a little happy in his heart.

Compared with hiding in Buzhou Immortal Mountain, it is not unacceptable to worship Wusheng Sect.

At least, he still has a future.

With the leader in charge, the others did not hesitate and immediately saluted Fang Yang.

After the casual cultivators joined the Wusheng Holy Cult, they became much less afraid of Fang Yang.

"Master, how are you going to arrange for us?"

The questioner was a female fairy.

The female fairy is called Liubo Fairy. In order to avoid the long-eared Dingguang Fairy, she hid in Buzhou Fairy Mountain.

Fang Yang said: "First, I want you to refine two treasures."

"what?"

……

Fang Yang gave the formula for refining treasures and a small part of the power of heaven to these casual cultivators, and left a clone as a supervisor, so he handed over the matter of refining treasures to them.

With other people helping to refine the treasure, he would have more time to practice.

Before the end of the Great Tribulation of the Gods, he must cultivate into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Only when he becomes the Hunyuan Golden Immortal can he have the right to speak and be able to do more things.

He has now recruited two groups of subordinates, and in the future, he will also recruit all the demons in the demon world.

In this way, there are subordinates at every level and realm. His Wusheng Cult can continue to develop and there will be no master failure.

The strength gap of the Sage Sect was so severe that it fell directly from the Sage to the Great Luo Jinxian. Chanjiao finally found a quasi-sage, but he was a parallel import. He couldn't even defeat Daluo Jinxian, so he couldn't be called a quasi-sage at all.

His subordinates refined the treasures, and Fang Yang returned to the primitive world to continue his great practice.