Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Of course they will not die together. Fang Yang has eight lives. After he dies, he can still be resurrected.

He took the risk to enter Qiyun Mountain because he didn't want to have his equipment exploded by these seven people.

He would rather give all his wealth to a certain immortal master who slays demons than take advantage of these seven lunatics who have been chasing him.

When Fang Yang entered Qiyun Mountain, seven monks in black cloaks appeared from the void. They looked at Qiyun Mountain in the depths of the clouds and stopped their pursuit.

These seven monks are all exactly the same in appearance, dress, and cultivation. The only thing that distinguishes them is the number of stars embroidered on their cloaks. Their cloaks were each embroidered with one to seven stars.

"Are you still chasing me?"

"No need to take risks! The seven of us surrounded Qi Yunshan in seven directions. As soon as he comes out, we will deal with him. This junior has a lot of good things in him. Daluo's arms are not even available to us."

"We can't wait forever. We have massacred eighteen cities, and the human race must be calculating our whereabouts. If the human race masters come to kill us, we are afraid."

"The fourth child is right. This junior can enter Qiyun Mountain, but he may not be able to get out. No matter how precious Da Luo's arms are, they are not as precious as our lives."

"Leave then?"

"go!"

The seven people left immediately without any hesitation.

Fang Yang, who entered Qiyun Mountain, knew nothing about this.

After he entered the depths of Qiyun Mountain, he became very energetic and did not dare to relax for a moment.

The time and space inside Qiyun Mountain is particularly strange. There is a special kind of colorful fairy light everywhere. You can't look very far, and your spiritual consciousness cannot be released. You can only travel by relying on the vision in front of you.

There is a mysterious law or power in the colorful fairy light, which is invisible and has no quality, and penetrates into the spiritual energy.

"Even Jinxian will get lost when he comes in. No wonder no demon has ever left Qiyun Mountain."

After traveling a long distance, Fang Yang didn't see any traces of demon or immortal activity.

However, even in this environment, he still did not feel the slightest fear.

Nervousness and fear are different. Nervousness is a reaction to the unknown, while fear is simply fear.

He is not afraid, he will take whatever step he takes. He will have no regrets and no fear.

Tatata!

I don't know how long we walked, maybe one day, maybe three days, maybe five days. All the fog and all the fairy light disappeared, and Fang Yang's eyes suddenly became clear.

"Haha, a new Taoist friend has arrived in Taoyuan Cave!"

"It's really strange that within a hundred years, two fellow Taoists have come."

"Look, this fellow Taoist is also a young golden immortal. What's wrong with the outside world, there are so many young golden immortals."

Fang Yang looked at the scene in front of him with some disbelief.

This is an extremely vast void world with no continent, no sun, moon and stars, only countless floating islands.

The scene here is highly similar to the fairyland imagined by ordinary people. It is so rich that it has condensed into liquid spiritual energy, the sky is glowing with white light, and there are countless immortals, demons, etc. flying around.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a peaceful place between heaven and earth.

"Welcome to your distinguished guest, I am sorry that I missed you so much, so please forgive me!"

Amidst the light and rain in the sky, a rainbow flew from the distant sky and extended to Fang Yang's feet. On the Rainbow Bridge, an old Taoist priest wearing lavender robes appeared.

The old Taoist priest's beard and hair are white, his eyebrows are as white as snow, and his skin is crystal clear, exuding a strange brilliance.

Under this light, the old Taoist priest seemed to be no longer in this world and had entered another world.

"This is at least a Da Luo Jinxian!"

Fang Yang's heart trembled.

"Senior, you're welcome. It's fine that I don't hold the junior accountable for trespassing."

The old Taoist priest nodded slightly: "Your words are serious. I have been waiting for these two distinguished guests for a long time."

The Taoist priest's blabbering words made Fang Yang's doubts deepen.

The old Taoist priest gave Chen Jing a gentle look: "Your distinguished guest has a destiny with our holy religion!"

Fang Yang was also smiling, but when he heard the old Taoist priest's words, he was suddenly startled.

"Holy religion? Which holy religion?"

It was because he was chased by the Seven-Star Messenger of the Demon Sect that he fled into Qiyun Mountain. As a result, he ran away and fled to someone else's lair?

The old Taoist priest said with a smile: "Of course it is my Western Demon Sect."

Fang Yang felt bitter in his heart. If he had known this, why would he have run away?

"No need to be afraid, distinguished guest. Pindao has said that you are a destined member of the Holy Religion. As soon as you come, the innate lotus root born from the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus seed will bloom."

The old Taoist priest said, waved his hand, and used some magical power to bring Fang Yang to a huge lotus pond.

At this moment, Fang Yang was not only shocked, but also shocked.

He didn't even know when he had a fate with the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus.

"Fellow Taoist Fang Yang!?"

A surprised voice sounded in Fang Yang's ears. Fang Yang heard the sound and looked over, and saw Jinnara, dressed in black with long hair flying, standing on the other side of the lotus pond.

"Fellow Taoist Kinnara?"

For a moment, Fang Yang thought that Kinnara had become possessed in advance.

The old Taoist priest put his hands on his hands and laughed.

"Okay! It turns out that you two have known each other for a long time. It's fitting that our holy religion will prosper!"

"Senior, junior has long said that I am a disciple of Xuanmen, my teacher is Taoist Ran Deng, not a member of the Demon Cult, and this fellow Taoist Fang Yang is a disciple of the Wu Sheng Cult."

Kinnara himself refused to say anything, and even mentioned Fang Yang in passing.

The old Taoist priest didn't care so much, he pointed to the center of the lotus pond.

"Look, you see, what is planted in this lotus pond are the two world-destroying black lotus seeds left by Senior Brother Luohu. As early as a calamity ago, Pindao cultivated this lotus pond. However, the lotus seeds in the lotus pond are But the two lotus flowers are still refusing to bloom. As soon as you two come, the two lotus flowers will bloom immediately. If you are not destined to be together, who is the destined one?"

After listening for so long, Fang Yang finally understood his situation.

To put it concisely and concisely: the old Taoist priest in front of him is a contemporary of Luo Hu, and he wants to join the demon sect.

Fang Yang thought for a moment and asked, "Senior, what do you mean by a destined person?"

If the old Taoist priest asked him to be cannon fodder, he would immediately refuse; if he was asked to be a high-ranking person, he would immediately agree.

It is impossible to work part-time. If you work part-time, you will have nothing.

Kinnara looked at Fang Yang with disbelief, as if asking: "Fellow Taoist Fang Yang, are you betraying your master like this?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Fang Yang with admiration and said.

"Not bad! As expected of the person chosen by Lianzi of the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. Aren't you already the leader of Wusheng Cult? You can continue to be your leader."

Hearing this, Kinnara's face suddenly became dull, and the scene when he saw Fang Yang for the first time appeared in his mind.

"Wu Sheng Sect, no wonder I couldn't find the name of this sect after searching through the library of Yuxu Palace for three days and three nights. So, it doesn't exist?"