Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

After discussing the deal, Xiang Liu suddenly extended an invitation to Fang Yang and asked Fang Yang if he would like to take a look at the Pangu League headquarters.

"Headquarters?"

Fang Yang felt strange. Does Pangu League still have a headquarters? He has never heard anyone say that Pangu League has a headquarters!

Xiang Liu smiled: "Just because there was no headquarters before, it doesn't mean there is none now. In order to facilitate the exchange of information and resources among alliance members, the alliance has set up a headquarters in the center of the Jiuli world."

"Is this happening?"

Fang Yang's eyes lit up.

There are powerful people in the Pangu Alliance from the prehistoric world and even all the heavens and all realms. If he can exchange knowledge and discuss the Tao with them, it will be of great benefit to his cultivation.

"Everything we are doing now is to fight against Xuanmen and the Great Sage. Xuanmen is full of talents, like crucian carp crossing the river. If we, the Pangu League, want to defeat them, we must concentrate our efforts and cultivate our own talents. Therefore, the Pangu League headquarters is also a gathering place for talents from all over the world. So far, several fellow Taoists have received their favorite disciples in the headquarters."

Xiang Liu continued to talk about the advantages of this headquarters, but unfortunately, Fang Yang was not moved this time.

Fang Yang accepted disciples to train migrant workers, not to pass on some mantle.

If he could attain Hunyuan, there would be no need to recruit disciples. All the monks of the Demonic Path would be his disciples. If he fails to achieve enlightenment, there is no point in passing on the mantle.

Even he couldn't realize Hunyuan, could his disciples be more tyrannical than him?

He has now accepted eight disciples, and there is no need to accept any more.

"Really? So, I want to see it even more."

Fang Yang pretended to be interested and said.

However, when Xiang Liu took Fang Yang to the entrance of Jiuli World, Fang Yang was shocked.

In front of the two of them, there was an extremely ancient temple with a thick aura, and a pure coercion was directly transmitted into the depths of the soul. Looking at the plaque above the temple, there are three large characters "Pangu Temple" written in Shaman script.

"Pan, Pangu Palace?"

Fang Yang was deterred.

The Pangu Palace in front of me is obviously not a fake, but the real thing. Everyone in the prehistoric era knew that except for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, no one could step into the Pangu Palace, not even Ancestor Hongjun.

Xiang Liu saw Fang Yang's concerns, and he said: "Fellow Taoist, please feel free to enter. Although the rumors in the prehistoric era are true, if our Wu clan can't even control our own temple, how can we have the face to compete with Xuanmen?" Prehistoric dominance?”

He didn't have to explain too much, because the next moment, a Taoist with a yellow scarf wearing a golden crown strode out of Pangu Hall.

This yellow scarf Taoist is obviously not a witch, but a cultivator in the early stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

"Fellow Taoist Xiangliu, who is this fellow Taoist?"

When Huangjin Taoist saw Xiang Liu, he smiled and greeted him.

Xiang Liu nodded towards Taoist Huangjin and introduced the two to each other.

"Fellow Taoist Fang Yang, this is Patriarch Taiping, the leader of the Taiping Sect. He is a disciple of Patriarch Huangtian in ancient times."

"Fellow Taoist Taiping, this is Taoist Fang Yang, the leader of the Wu Sheng Sect. He is the newly promoted master of this alliance."

When Fang Yang heard the name of the visitor, his heart moved.

On Earth, the reputation of the Taiping Sect is much louder than that of the Wusheng Sect. The saying "The sky is dead, the yellow sky will stand" has been circulated for nearly two thousand years.

In comparison, Wushengjiao is just a small group, and even changed its name several times. None of Manichaeism, Mingjiao, and Tianlijiao can compare with Taipingjiao.

Fang Yang and Patriarch Taiping nodded to each other and said hello.

The Taiping Ancestor's ability to walk out of Pangu Hall is enough to prove that even others can enter Pangu Hall.

"Using Pangu Hall as the entrance, only members of this alliance can enter the Jiuli world."

Xiang Liuduo explained.

Crossing the long passage of time and space, Xiang Liu and Fang Yang descended into a vast world with a whoosh.

The time and space of this world have been artificially transformed.

Time flows much faster than the outside world. After one prehistoric day in the prehistoric world, ten days have passed in this world.

The space in this world is even more vast, and Fang Yang can't see the end of the world even if he releases all his spiritual consciousness.

However, since the Witch Clan has Empress Houtu, achieving this is nothing.

Even Fang Yang, as long as he is willing, he can also use the laws of space to create an infinite space without boundaries.

But just having a large space means nothing, and it is impossible for sentient beings to cultivate in the air. As the space becomes larger, the total amount of spiritual energy remains unchanged, which is detrimental to the development of the world.

The Wu Clan didn't know what method they used to expand the space while retaining the concentration of spiritual energy.

"This world is the Great World of Jiuli. It was originally the Great World of Reincarnation. Later, our Witch Clan conquered eighteen more great worlds and merged with them to form the current Great World of Jiuli."

When mentioning the Wu clan's achievements, Xiang Liu was quite proud in his words.

However, when Xiang Liu's words came to Fang Yang's ears, Fang Yang was shocked again. The last time he came to the Wu Clan was to repair the world of martial arts. At that time, the Wu Clan only captured seventeen big worlds. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the Wu Clan captured two more worlds.

Calculated this way, Jiuli World is composed of nineteen great worlds.

"Nineteen, the fusion of the nine great worlds will give birth to a purple energy of heaven. In other words, there is already a holy throne in the Jiuli great world. This time the Wu clan opens the Jiuli great world, I am afraid there will be more Auction for the important stuff.”

"Haha, Fellow Taoist arrived just in time. Soon, an auction will be held in this alliance, and among the auction items is a Jiuli Purple Qi. Ordinary fellow Taoists cannot afford to auction this Jiuli Purple Qi, but the other party For Fellow Daoist Yang, it should be nothing."

Xiang Liu touched his mustache and showed a unique smile of a businessman.

Fang Yang shuddered again.

He really guessed correctly, the Wu Clan was going to auction Jiuli Ziqi.

"Besides, my Taoist friends also know that I have to manage the world of destiny, and I have no skills at all times."

Fang Yang waved his hands repeatedly to express his refusal.

Jiuli's purple energy was indeed very tempting, but it didn't have much effect on him. Unless, Jiuli World can grow to the same level as the prehistoric world.

He is now a good controller of heaven, and there is no need to come to Jiuli World to be a saint.

Seeing that Fang Yang actually refused, Xiang Liu had a look of regret on his face.

In his opinion, among the powerful men in the Pangu League, Fang Yang was number one in terms of economic strength. Merits, luck, innate spiritual treasures, land, and spiritual veins. Fang Yang is lacking in everything.

It's a pity that Fang Yang's advantage is not easy to take advantage of.

Take the matter of preaching rights as an example. Although the Wu clan received two innate spiritual treasures, Xiang Liu could tell that Fang Yang did not like these two innate spiritual treasures.

Under normal circumstances, how could anyone sell the best innate spiritual treasure to others?

"Let's go down!"

The two of them landed among the mountains one after the other.

Under this mountain range, there seems to be an ancestral vein, with spiritual energy steaming and condensing into fairy mist. Nourished by the spiritual veins, the Taoist charm of the mountains is also very strong, and the spiritual light shines for nine days.

Fang Yang's consciousness moved and he saw a palace built on every mountain peak. Countless immortals were exchanging Taoism and practicing in the mountains.

These immortals are all above the Golden Immortal, and there are none below the Golden Immortal.

Fang Yang knew that they were all members of the Pangu Alliance.

These members are different from Fang Yang. Fang Yang was raised and raised, but these immortals were carefully cultivated by Pangu League.

In addition, he also saw many Daluo Golden Immortals and a small number of Hunyuan Golden Immortals.

This is indeed the headquarters of Pangu League!

"How about it? Is the strength of this alliance acceptable?"

Xiang Liu asked.

Fang Yang nodded and said: "It's really strong. Where is the deal that fellow Taoist said?"

"please!"

Xiang Liu pointed to the void directly ahead, and then, with a loud bang, twelve totem pillars were revealed, and Fang Yang saw a portal.

The two turned into light and entered it.