Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

The establishment of Hentian Sect is a life-saving medicine for many people.

Those who have lost their loved ones, their homes, and everything, want to vent, but because they can't find an outlet, they can only hide their hatred and grief in their hearts, feeling so depressed that their hearts are about to explode.

However, the appearance of the Hatian Sect released the suppressed emotions in the hearts of these creatures.

In Yanzhou City, the flames of the Fengshen Measuring Tribulation were extinguished, and prosperity returned to the city. The immortals, sects, and families coming and going returned, making the city extremely lively.

On this day, Yanzhou Houfu suddenly sent many soldiers to blockade the whole city, searching everywhere in the city, looking for something.

All the people who saw this scene hid in their homes and did not dare to stay outside for fear of encountering something unexpected.

The conflict between Shang and Zhou Dynasties has come to an end. However, the great merchants have been operating for millions of years, and there are still many remaining forces. These forces, dormant in the dark, are causing trouble everywhere under the guise of "returning to business".

The people were also afraid, for fear that the remnants of the previous dynasty would come to Yanzhou.

However, the reality is not what people imagine.

In the sky, a patrol team composed entirely of Xuanxian was slowly patrolling the city. They would make announcements every time they flew a certain distance.

"Listen, people in the city. The Hatantian Cult spreads hatred and harms the world. It has been labeled as a cult by the Emperor of Zhou. No one of us, the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is allowed to harbor cult members, provide a gathering place for cults, let alone believe in cults."

This made many people feel relieved. After a long time, the court was trying to catch a cult.

The Marquis Mansion of Yanzhou made great moves and turned Yanzhou City upside down, but they couldn't find even half of the members of the Hatian Cult.

However, the imperial court never imagined that the main altar of Hattian Sect was not in reality, but in a dream.

Fang Yang didn't choose any of the Twelve Demon Lords, but he chose the Nightmare Lord because he took a fancy to the Nightmare Lord's dream power.

A sect that preaches in dreams, who can find its traces?

In a fantasy space that is between reality and reality, it is bizarre and cannot be described in words. It is crowded with people and it is so dark that it is impossible to see how many people there are.

These creatures include humans, monsters, ghost cultivators, corpse cultivators, and plant elves. The number is terrifying.

However, these creatures are just the creatures in the land of Yanzhou. Compared with the creatures in the entire prehistoric era, they are only a drop in the bucket.

Because of the existence of these creatures, the space is filled with resentment and hatred.

All of them looked towards the high platform in the center of the space. On the high platform, a Shamat was preaching to them.

"People in the world are ignorant and are often deceived by worldly hypocrisy and do not dare to face their true hearts. After listening to my sermon, you can see through the illusion, face your true heart, and bravely admit the hatred in your heart. This is very important. good."

"Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money, this is the true justice. If you don't get justice, the hatred in your heart is like a big stone, weighing you down. You must vent the hatred in your heart Come out and let others share your burdens, and you will find true peace.”

Fang Yang constantly deceives people's hearts to let all living beings release their hatred.

His current identity is that of a cult leader, so naturally he has to do things that only a cult leader would do.

After hearing what Fang Yang said, a man in green shirt took the lead in responding. He stood up and said bitterly: "Fellow Taoists, Pindao was originally from Zhongtiao Mountain. In the Xia Dynasty, Pindao was still a farmer, with an old mother and a pregnant woman at home. Although his wife cannot live forever, she still lives a happy life. When his wife was about to give birth, a plague suddenly came and the whole village was infected."

At this point, the man in blue shirt shed painful tears.

Everyone can imagine what happened next. A person who is about to give birth will definitely die if he catches the plague.

People with underlying diseases or frailty are most afraid of contracting other diseases, which can easily kill a person.

The man in blue shirt's voice was choked with sobs:

"Originally, there was a Wenpo in the village. However, everyone got the plague and didn't even have the strength to go to the fields. My wife and the child in her belly died that day. My mother also became ill because of this. , never woke up again. Later, an immortal named Jinnara came to the village and drove away the plague god for us. However, my mother, wife, and children all died. I hate it!"

"I beg Kinnara Immortal to tell me the origin of the plague god. Kinnara Immortal was unwilling to tell me at first. I will die to make my determination clear, so Kinnara is willing to let go."

After hearing this, everyone felt sympathy for the Qingshan man. For a man, there is probably nothing more painful than watching his wife and children die.

"It turns out that the plague in our village was spread by the immortals from the Jiejiao religion."

The young man in green shirt looked crazy and kept laughing, "It turns out that this is the ability of the great sage! What about intercepting a glimmer of life, what about teaching without distinction, bah!"

Upon hearing that it was the work of Jie Jiao, everyone present gritted their teeth, and the fire of hatred soared.

Soon the next complainer stood up.

"Fellow church members, the fellow Taoist just now was in a miserable state, but he was not the worst. My name is Lin Bian, and I am the young president of the Tianyong Chamber of Commerce in Weiyuan City. I"

This one's hatred is deeper than the previous one. He is not afraid of revealing his identity and even tells his name and origin.

This complainer’s experience was simpler than the previous one’s, but it was really painful.

Back then, Fang Yang once encountered the Seven-Star Messenger massacring the city. Coincidentally, this complainer was the one who was massacred in the city.

He did not survive, his entire clan, and he himself died at the hands of the Seven Star Messenger.

If Fang Yang hadn't shot the Long-Er Dingguang Immortal, his soul would still be trapped in the ghost bone flag, making it difficult to be reincarnated.

That's right! He is now a ghost cultivator!

"That Tongtian dog thief claims to be the authentic Pangu sect and the leader of the Immortal Way, but he shields his disciples and slaughters the common people. What qualifications does such a person have to be a saint?"

Because the hatred was too deep, the complainer ignored him and cursed the leader of Tongtian.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect that someone would be so fierce that even a saint would dare to arrange it.

However, Fang Yang nodded secretly.

This complainer is not stupid. The Tongtian Cult Leader is imprisoned in Zixiao Palace and cannot escape from this immeasurable calamity. Of course, he can scold him as he likes. Anyway, this complainer will not survive the next reincarnation.

In this case, why don't you dare to criticize?

"What a pure power of hatred."

Fang Yang used his thoughts to grab the hatred emanating from the complainer in his hands.

After observation, he found that this complainer was really suffering from a great hatred, far beyond the average believer.