Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

One day, a strange young man came to Baihe Village. According to the young man, he traveled around the world to seek immortals and learn about the way.

This young man was Fang Yang.

He disguised himself and entered Baihe Village to inquire about the situation of the mountains ahead. The villagers of Baihe Village have lived at the foot of the mountain for generations, and they know the situation in the mountain best.

Seeing that he was dressed in luxurious clothes and was young and rich, the villagers thought he was a rich young man, so they went directly to a respected old man in the village.

"Young Master, you found our Baihe Village, which means you still have some immortal fate. The one we are going to meet now is the oldest elder in our village, and he has lived for eight hundred years."

"Eight hundred years!?"

Fang Yang listened and was secretly alert in his heart. Is a person who has lived for eight hundred years still a mortal?

Thinking of this, he touched the precious bronze mirror in his arms and felt relieved. With this magic weapon, even if the Xuanxian cultivation of the Snake God took action, he could not do anything to him.

"Sir, don't be nervous. This elder is not the immortal cultivator you think he is. He is just an ordinary person."

The villagers saw Fang Yang's serious expression and thought Fang Yang was nervous, so they spoke out.

The villagers' words made Fang Yang slightly stunned. Can an ordinary person live for 800 years?

"Sir, don't you believe it? Everyone in this village knows about the deeds of this elder. 800 years ago, he went to Lianyun Mountain to collect firewood and saw a naked baby in the bushes. He thought someone had abandoned the baby and hurried over to check."

"Sir, guess what?"

The villagers kept it a secret.

Fang Yang thought for a while and said, "Could it be that this baby is the descendant of an immortal, and this elder saved the descendant of an immortal and got the reward from the immortal?"

The villagers instantly shook their heads and said, "No, no! After the elder picked up the baby, he found that this baby was not a baby, but an immortal fruit.

"Immortal fruit? "

Fang Yang's heart moved slightly.

Based on the description of the villagers, he thought of a fairy fruit.

Ginseng fruit blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and matures once every three thousand years, with only thirty fruits each time.

If a person is predestined, if he gets the fruit and smells it, he can live for 360 years; if he eats one, he can live for 47,000 years.

If the elder saw a ginseng fruit, he only needs to breathe a few more breaths of the fruit, and he will definitely have no problem living for 800 years.

"The elder wanted to eat the fairy fruit, but the fairy fruit looked too much like a baby. He was worried that the fairy fruit had a spirit and that eating it would damage his virtue, so he took the fairy fruit back home and offered it day and night. "

"Good people are rewarded. After offering the fairy fruit, the elder's waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, all his illnesses disappeared, and his appearance became younger and younger. "

"In this way, the elder offered the fairy fruit for three years. Three years later, on a night of thunder and rain, the fairy fruit turned into a fairy in black with a white ribbon and flew into the vast mountains. "

The villager's face was full of envy. It seemed that he wanted to replace the elder and live for 800 years.

During the conversation, the villager brought Fang Yang to the door of the elder's house.

As a person who has lived for 800 years and worked hard for eight lifetimes, the elder lives in a big villa, of course, a big villa of this era.

The elder's home covers a large area, equivalent to three times the size of other villagers' homes. There are rockery and ponds in the house, which looks very comfortable.

"Peng Zu, this is the young man who wants to seek immortals and visit the Tao. "

After the villagers finished speaking, the elder bowed and turned away.

Under the banyan tree beside the pond, sat an old man with white hair parted in the middle. Although the old man's hair was completely white, his skin was like that of a young man, exuding the breath of life.

The first time Fang Yang heard the villagers mention the elder's name, he was slightly surprised.

He first met Yugong, and now he met Peng Zu. Is he going to meet all the mythological characters once?

"Old man."

He bowed to Peng Zu.

Peng Zu nodded, with a wise look in his eyes. After looking Fang Yang up and down, he spoke.

"Young man, you are not a mortal, right? ”

After living for eight hundred years, a pig can become a spirit, let alone a human. By observing Fang Yang's temperament, he knew at once that Fang Yang was not a mortal.

However, he could not tell that Fang Yang was a demon.

The behavior of demons often carries the habits of the original body. Fang Yang was originally a human. His gestures and movements were not like a cat at all.

"Old man, you have good eyesight. I came from Taihang Mountain, 300,000 miles away, and traveled around the world to find the opportunity to cultivate and become an immortal."

Peng Zu did not comment. He pointed to the chair opposite and motioned Fang Yang to sit down.

"The young man has great ambitions, but becoming an immortal is not an easy thing."

"Please give me some advice, old man! "

Fang Yang bowed.

He knew that he would soon know some information about this world.

Of course he knew that there were gods, demons, the Emperor of Heaven, and the Emperor of Man in this world, but he knew nothing about the structure of the world.

Peng Zu said: "All immortals in the world come from Xuanmen. If young people want to become immortals, the best choice is to worship the four sects of Xuanmen."

Fang Yang was not surprised at all. Xuanmen was Taoism, and the process of becoming an immortal was also called cultivation.

"Old sir, please have some tea."

Fang Yang poured a cup of tea for Peng Zu attentively.

"The four sects of Xuanmen are the Renjiao founded by Taiqing Daode Tianzun, the Chanjiao founded by Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, the Jiejiao founded by Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and the Xifangjiao founded by Jieyin Tianzun and Zhunti Tianzun. Among them, Xuanmen is the orthodox immortal in the world, so Xuanmen is also called the orthodox Xuanmen. "

Peng Zu said calmly, but Fang Yang's heart was in turmoil.

After hearing the keywords "Chanjiao", "Jiejiao", and "Western Sect", if he still didn't know which world he had traveled to, he could find a basketball, cut a hole in the basketball, and put it on his head.

"Primordial World!"

Fang Yang said word by word in his heart.

"Is it difficult to join these four sects?"

Although he was shocked in his heart, he remained calm on the surface.

Peng Zu shook his head and said self-deprecatingly.

"It's more than difficult. For ordinary people like us, there is no chance at all."

"What do you mean? Other sects may not be able to join, but I have heard that the teachings of Jiejiao are open to all. As long as you want to practice Taoism, you can listen to the teachings of the saints."

Fang Yang pretended to be puzzled and asked.

Peng Zu looked at Fang Yang with pity and asked.

"Young man, let me ask you, are you a descendant of the Queen of Humanity?"

"No!"

"Do you have any elders who are high officials in the court?"

"I am an ordinary person, and my family has some assets."

"Are you the reincarnation of a great god, and have great luck?"

"No!"

"Do you know an immortal with profound cultivation?"

"I don't know him either!"

Peng Zu sneered:

"You have no background, so why would the Jiejiao people take the initiative to recruit you? Without anyone to protect you, how can you cross the vast ocean, break through the obstruction of countless demons on the sea, and reach the Jiejiao Holy Land?"