Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Hengshan Shenjun and Taixuan Taoist heard that Fang Yang's words were reasonable and stopped talking about the matter.

Seeing this, Fang Yang took out two invitations and handed them to the two of them respectively.

"I left the Taoist temple this time mainly for the purpose of opening a mansion. A thousand years later, I will officially open a mansion, and at the opening ceremony, I will tell all the fellow Taoists about my experience of enlightenment."

After hearing this, the two of them became excited.

Their cultivation is still far away from the Daluo Enlightenment, but it is not too far away. Daluo Sanxian also has the word Daluo.

If they can listen to Fang Yang's sermons, it will save them a lot of time in practice.

"Do you really mean what you said, fellow Taoist?"

Taoist Taixuan's beard trembled.

He knew that if Fang Yang could attain enlightenment so quickly, his understanding of the Dao must be profound. To put it bluntly, it is a great opportunity.

"Of course it's true. Not only that, I also found out some information about people who are blocking the Daluo cultivators from attaining Daluo. This matter must also be discussed with all fellow Taoists."

Fang Yang dropped another bombshell news.

"Fellow Taoist actually found them?"

The voices of Hengshan Shenjun and Taoist Taixuan became much sharper, and their voices almost broke.

They were so excited.

The reason why Da Luo, who is a casual cultivator and attains enlightenment, is prone to failure is because of the trouble caused by the group of rats from the Magic Lantern Club. If you know their identities, you can guard against these people to increase the success rate of enlightenment.

So, Fang Yang asked a question that he couldn't think of.

"Fellow Taoist Nanyue, you have the best information. Do you know of any innate saint who only cut half of his corpse and was defeated by Daluo Jinxian?"

Fang Yang could probably guess the identities of the other members of the Magic Lantern Club.

The Yaoqi Demon God and the Great Wind Demon God of the demon tribe, the Taoist King Daode Zhenjun of the Chan religion, the Jinguangxian and the Changer Dingguangxian of the Jiejiao religion, the Taoist monk Longguang Taoist, the Taoist relic minister, and the Taoist Ganesha of the Western religion. .

These Da Luo Jinxian, with the innate divine as the core, formed the Magic Lantern Club.

In the early days, their obstruction was not that serious.

In the beginning, they still allowed casual cultivators to attain enlightenment. However, they have one condition, that is, they can attain enlightenment, but they need to apply to them and pass the application before they can attain enlightenment.

Later, it seemed that the innate saint was defeated by the newly enlightened Taoist Lu Ya. As a result, the innate saint became so angry that he even refused to apply for this test.

Hearing Fang Yang's question, not only Nanyue Divine Lord, but also Taixuan Taoist looked at Fang Yang with an expression of "Why are you so ignorant?"

"Who is it?"

Fang Yang continued to ask.

Nanyue Shenjun had no choice but to say: "There are four great spiritual lanterns between heaven and earth, namely the Baolian lantern, the Yuxu glazed lantern, the Eight Scenery Palace lantern and the last one. The person the fellow Taoist asked is the owner of this fourth spiritual lantern. .”

It was about a quasi-sage, so he didn't dare to speak casually, so he had to use a tactful way to tell Fang Yang the truth.

"Randeng Taoist, is he a quasi-sage?!"

Fang Yang finally realized that of course he knew the name of Taoist Ran Deng.

During the Conferred God Tribulation, Taoist Ran Deng, who was a quasi-sage, was beaten three times by Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, and Kong Xuan and fled in embarrassment.

However, Taoist Ran Deng’s strength is too poor.

This junior can't win, and that junior can't win either. He can't even break the Ten Jue Formation, and yet he lets the junior die.

The only achievement of Taoist Ran Deng was to attack the Golden Spirit Holy Mother in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Fang Yang always thought that Taoist Ran Deng was just Daluo Jinxian, so he never thought of Taoist Ran Deng.

"Of course he is a quasi-saint. Two million years ago, that man attacked the quasi-saint realm, and a long river appeared in the vast void, shocking countless people. However, this long river only flowed half, and the water dried up. This matter, Let that person become the number one joke in history, and it will make Chanjiao lose face."

Taoist Taixuan said in a recalling tone.

Fang Yang calculated the time, and it happened to be when the six-eared macaque was trapped in Huashan Mountain.

"It's him! With this person's character, he can indeed do such a thing. Even his savior can be thrown to the Ten Jue Formation to die. No matter how dirty or dirty he is, he can do it."

Fang Yang felt a lot of pressure after knowing the true identities of all the members of the Magic Lantern Club.

These people are all powerful Da Luo Jinxian and quasi-sages. If they are killed, all the saints in the sky will be offended by them except the Taiqing Saint.

Fang Yang thought for a while and decided to discuss it with Hong Zhou first. Hong Zhou must have a solution.

"I have already sent the invitation, and now I have to go to other Taoist friends, so I say goodbye."

Fang Yang left his seat and bowed his hands to the two of them. They both said they didn't dare.

After leaving Hengshan, Fang Yang went straight to the Yangtze River Water Palace.

After attaining Daluo, he transcended time and space, and his speed was countless times faster than before attaining enlightenment.

Swish swish!

Forty days later, Fang Yang arrived at the Yangtze River Water Palace.

After Hong Zhou became the Yangtze River Water Emperor, the Yangtze River Water Palace was no longer a palace, but became a huge underwater cave: the Yangtze River Cave.

As the center of power in the southern waters, the Yangtze Dongtian is also the place where the luck of the southern waters gathers. Fang Yang can clearly see the lavender luck above the Yangtze River Water Palace.

"Does Hong Zhou, who rules the southern waters, want to use his luck to survive the Great Luo Tribulation? However, the Great Luo Tribulation is not so easy to survive, unless everyone else cultivates into Da Luo Sanxian and protects fellow Taoist Hong Zhou together. Yes. As long as the eight Da Luo Immortals protect the Dharma, the Divine Lantern Society does not dare to take action against fellow Taoist Hong Zhou as long as they do not want to reveal their identities."

Fang Yang stood outside the Yangtze River Cave and spoke to the inside of the Yangtze River water.

"Fellow Taoist Hongzhou, an old friend came to visit."

When he spoke, he used a trace of Dao Fruit power. The power of Dao Fruit was integrated into the sound, allowing the sound to easily penetrate the outer shell of the Yangtze River Cave and enter the depths of the Cave.

In the main hall of Yangtze River Cave Sky, Hong Zhou was sitting cross-legged in the center of the main hall. There was a Taiyi Golden Immortal on each side of him.

The phantoms of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu appeared on the bodies of the four Taiyi Golden Immortals respectively. They formed a formation with each other.

The breaths of the four Taiyi Golden Immortals are connected, and the magic power in their bodies continuously enters Hong Zhou's body, and Hong Zhou runs the skills, using these magic powers as a guide to practice magical skills.

In the time and space that outsiders cannot see, in Hong Zhou's natal world, the four holy beasts, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, have taken shape. Under Hong Zhou's luck, the power of the four holy beasts has become more and more powerful.

Hong Zhou is indeed a peerless genius. He not only cultivated the natal world, but also cultivated the four sacred beasts in the natal world.

In this way, his natal world is much more powerful than other people's natal worlds.

When Fang Yang arrived, Hong Zhou seemed to sense something and sent out his thoughts, and the five of them finished their work at the same time.

"call!"

Hong Zhou took a long breath and smiled broadly.

"The origin of heaven and earth has indeed not disappointed me. Even if I don't realize Daluo, my strength can continue to improve. It's just..."

Having said this, he looked at the four subordinates who were helping him practice with an unhappy expression.

"Your cultivation level is too low. Within a hundred thousand years, you must cultivate into Daluo Sanxian, otherwise, you will return to the land of the four seas and never come to the Yangtze River Water Mansion again."

"Marshal, please rest assured. We will cultivate with all our strength and not let the marshal down!"

The four of them immediately knelt on the ground and made their vows.

"Don't call me Marshal anymore. I am now the Water Emperor of the Yangtze River."

Hong Zhou frowned.

"Yes! I will wait until I am convicted!"

The four Taiyi Golden Immortals bowed down again, their attitudes extremely humble.