Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Chapter 90 Incense is poisonous

The red-robed ancestor died silently, but after his death, all the spiritual energy he had absorbed for countless years returned to the world.

The red-robed ancestor rushed into the sky with his magic power, exploded into a ball of light rain, and returned to the earth.

Endless rain of light falls from the sky. Each of these light rains and specks of light is equivalent to the spiritual energy absorbed by a heavenly being who has practiced for a hundred years.

Light rain appears between heaven and earth, forming a sea of light and a sea of aura.

In this moment, all living beings within a million miles around received huge benefits.

After absorbing the spiritual energy in the light rain, the creatures that have not yet opened their spiritual wisdom have opened their spiritual wisdom, and transformed into immortals with their spiritual intelligence turned on. The magic power of the transformed immortals is even stronger.

Many monks flew out of the cave and fought hard to snatch the falling light rain.

Fang Yang stood quietly in the center of the light rain world. He looked deeply into the void with a complicated expression.

He had an indescribable feeling.

A great Luo Jinxian, a figure who was supposed to last forever, died like this.

He would not be so arrogant that he killed the red-robed ancestor. At most, he only accelerated the death process of the red-robed ancestor.

Daluo Jinxian, he can't be killed now.

Swish!

Fang Yang turned into a white light and left this place.

He came out this time mainly to do two things. The first was to get the treasure money, and the second was to move the human races from the two small worlds to Hengshan Cave Heaven.

Therefore, his next stop was the small world near Kunshan City.

He was flying like lightning all the way, jumping through the void non-stop. Three months later, he arrived at the entrance of the small world.

Over the past 180,000 years, the landscape near Kunshan City has undergone tremendous changes.

The Liangchuan River disappeared, not only the Liangchuan River, but also the mountains, plains, and forests near the Liangchuan River.

There seemed to have been a great war here. The land within a radius of thousands of miles was sunken, and there was scorched earth everywhere. There was no grass growing on the ground, and it was extremely desolate.

A gust of wind blew by, kicking up dust all over the sky, and the sky suddenly turned dim yellow.

"The war affected such a wide area, it should be that the two golden immortals fought here."

Fang Yang looked at the surrounding situation and made a judgment. However, it has nothing to do with him even if other people break the dog's mind.

He stamped his foot, and the ground shook and rumbled. The soil separated on both sides, exposing the entrance to the small world.

When he left the small world, in order to protect the small world, he put a ban on the entrance of the small world.

From the current perspective, what he did was very wise. If it weren't for this restriction, this small world might have suffered the impact of the Golden Immortal War.

Entering the small world, the situation in the small world made him frown.

It turns out that the small world has entered the Age of Ending Dharma. His consciousness enveloped the small world and he discovered that there were less than ten monks in the entire world.

"Forget it! Once everyone is transferred to Hengshan Cave Heaven, just throw some skills to them and let them practice on their own!"

Fang Yang has no plans to accept disciples yet.

To accept a disciple, you must at least become a Daluo Jinxian. A small Taiyi Jinxian school accepts disciples, and if word spreads about it, people will laugh to death.

With a thought, he divided his consciousness into thousands of parts and scattered them between heaven and earth.

At this moment, all the statues of Wusheng Cult Leader in the small world lit up. White beams of light were projected up, carrying boundless pressure and rushing into the sky.

The human continent used to have only one country, but now it has become seventy-eight small countries.

The human continent spans hundreds of thousands of miles, which is really too big for mortals. No matter how powerful a mortal court is, it cannot control such a large territory.

When the statue of the god was lit up, all the believers of the Wusheng Cult screamed wildly. They gathered in front of the statue and paid homage to it.

At this time, Fang Yang's voice came from the statue.

"When the end of the world comes, I am the master of Wusheng Cult, the master of Vacuum Hometown. When I return this time, I will lead all the believers of Wusheng Cult to Vacuum Hometown. All believers of Wusheng Cult should be pious to me. If you worship and give spiritual blessings, you will be guided by me and enter your vacuum home."

This sound resounded throughout every land on the human continent at the same moment.

Seeing the appearance of the Wusheng Cult Master, those who originally thought that the Wusheng Cult Master was a non-entity were immediately shaken. They ran faster than the Wusheng Cult believers, pushed aside everyone, rushed to the statue, and worshiped for a while.

Fang Yang released a small part of his natal cave, covering the entire continent.

"receive!"

After saying the word "collect", all the cities, all the villages, all the rivers, and everything related to the human race were collected by him into his natal cave.

Collecting a continent is done in just one breath.

Fang Yang was too lazy to take care of the Monster Continent.

Teaching about the demon race requires too much spiritual energy. Transformation requires spiritual energy, and cultivation requires spiritual energy. It is far less cost-effective than preaching about the human race.

After leaving the small world, Fang Yang became extra cautious in his actions.

If it was just him, he could fight people. But at this time, there are billions of mortal believers in his natal cave.

Mortals are too fragile. If his cave is shaken, a large number of mortals will die.

His Wusheng Cult has very few followers, so how could he be willing to let them die?

However, just when Fang Yang was thinking about how to place the believers after returning, a huge incense wish was conveyed to his body.

"Please, Lord, bless my family and my family for safety and good luck!"

"I believe that there are six men in my twenties. Because of my strange appearance, I have never met a woman who is sincere to me! Please give me a wife who will treat me wholeheartedly!"

"Master, the county examination will be held on the third day of next month. If the master bless me to pass the exam, I will reshape the golden statue of the master and build a big temple for him."

This incense power was filled with all kinds of desires and distracting thoughts, making Fang Yang couldn't help but frown.

He doesn't need incense or power.

He never said that he would bless anyone who worshiped him.

However, something that made Fang Yang even more unhappy soon appeared.

While the believers were frantically paying homage and making wishes, the members of the Wusheng Cult who managed the temple came out.

These people are not here to maintain order, they are here to collect cash.

"Want to incense yourself? Bring me a thousand taels of silver!"

"Get out, get out! Can anyone enter the leader's temple?"

"Master Wu Sheng! This donor, you haven't paid for the sesame oil yet."

A lot of monsters and monsters appeared, using the name of the Wu Sheng Cult Leader to gain benefits crazily.

Looking at all this, Fang Yang calmed down instantly and no longer felt any unhappiness.

this is the truth.