Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

"A demonic scripture is nothing. In the prehistoric era, the demonic sect dominated the world. It is not surprising that someone obtained the demonic sect's scriptures."

Fang Yang withdrew his gaze and said in a very casual tone.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, let's talk about the purpose of coming here!"

No matter what the other party says or does, he just insists on not believing it. There is no trust between demons and demons.

If there is love and trust between people in the devil's path, are they still people in the devil's path?

At first, the man in black thought that Fang Yang really didn't believe him, but after recalling Fang Yang's change in attitude, he understood everything instantly.

"Okay! Fellow Taoist is indeed a true member of the devil's path."

He praised Fang Yang before saying.

"I'm here to invite fellow Taoists to join the Holy Cult and work together on great things."

Fang Yang raised his head and looked at the man in black with disbelief.

"Wait! Let's not put aside whether the holy religion behind the Taoist friends exists or not. Even if it exists, what big things can I, a little Xuanxian, do?"

The man in black was silent for a while, and then said: "This matter is of great importance and will only be known after you join the Taoist religion. However, I can assure you that once this matter is successful, your future will be uncertain." Can be limited.”

"No need! Fellow Taoist is also a member of the devil's path. Do you believe such a promise?"

Fang Yang’s oil and salt cannot enter.

How is this possible when you write a bad check and just want him to help you with things?

"You don't want to?"

Fortunately, the man in black covered his face, otherwise Fang Yang would have been able to see the angry face of the man in black.

In the view of the man in black, as long as he is a member of the devil's path, he will not refuse his invitation.

The position of the Demonic Sect in the Demonic Way is equal to the position of Xuanmen in the Immortal Way. The invitation from the Demon Cult was impossible to refuse.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't believe it. Fellow Taoist just wants me to believe that fellow Taoist is a disciple of the Demon Cult. It's too childish."

"How do fellow Taoists want me to prove it?"

There was already a hint of chill in the man's tone.

Fang Yang looked into the eyes of the man in black with a teasing look.

"It's very simple. When I was practicing in the East China Sea, I heard someone say that a deserted island in the East China Sea is Lord Wen's cave. Since fellow Taoist disciples are members of the Demon Cult, they must be able to open the restrictions in Lord Wen's cave, right?"

When the man in black heard this, his expression changed.

"The Lord of the Plague's Cave? Where is it?"

He really didn't know this.

People with great supernatural powers are powerful and usually do not have only one cave. For example, Patriarch Hongjun, his dojo is Yujing Mountain, but he has caves in Chaos, Buzhou Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, and Longhu Mountain.

He is so powerful that he needs as many caves as he wants. How dare other people raise opinions?

Fang Yang smiled slightly and said: "There is a great sage in the demon clan who has just been suppressed. Once, I overheard the conversation of his men, and then I learned about it. Where is Lord Plague Cave, I I don’t know, but this great sage definitely knows.”

"Fellow Taoist claims to be a member of the Demon Cult, but he doesn't even know Lord Wen's cave. I have to doubt the identity of fellow Taoist."

The man in black was speechless, and at this time, all his thoughts were focused on the Wenjun Cave.

He is just a small figure in the Demon Cult. Discovering Lord Wen's cave was a great achievement, and he didn't want to miss it.

"I have something important to do, so I'll leave first. I hope fellow Taoist can think about it well! Farewell!"

After leaving these words, he turned into a ray of light and left the box.

Seeing the man in black leave, Fang Yang let out a long breath and truly relaxed.

He is still very weak now, and if he falls out with a behemoth like the Demon Cult, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Using the King of Plague Cave to attract the attention of the Demon Cult, he can escape from the Demon Cult's sight and feel at ease.

To be honest, sometimes he also wants to find a backer. But he thought about it, which of the forces in the ancient world was reliable?

He can't enter the two religions of Ren and Chan. The Western religion is too far away and he can't go there. There is only one Jie religion left.

However, Jiejiao is a rotten ship that is about to sink, and it is the kind of ship that once you get on it, you can't get off.

Finally, there is the Demon Cult.

Many people think that people in demonic religions have true temperaments and can do whatever they want. However, under the premise that everyone is free to do as they please, who is more free to do as you please or as those powerful people in the demonic path do as you please?

Therefore, Fang Yang's only choice is to become a casual cultivator.

Fang Yang stared at the "Demon Scripture" left by the man in black, neither putting it away nor destroying it.

As the old saying goes, don't touch the things of the devil.

People in the demonic realm often call those in the immortal realm hypocrites, but when it comes to plotting and plotting, even those in the immortal realm cannot keep up with those in the demonic realm.

"After this incident, I think I know what laws I want to practice."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Fang Yang's eyes.

After five hundred years of experience, he has narrowed down the scope of the laws he wants to practice to two types.

The first is the law of death.

Fang Yang has died twice, and the law of death is still an innate law. Logically speaking, Fang Yang should choose to practice the law of death.

However, he has to consider the battle of avenues.

The Innate Dao can easily lead to disputes among the Dao, and he has no backer. Once a person with great supernatural powers practices the Dao of Death, his laws will be suppressed.

The second is the vacuum law, which is an acquired law.

Fang Yang had some basic ideas about this kind of law.

Vacuum is the real space and time. The space and time outside are all illusory. Except for the self, nothing exists.

If the self perishes, the world will be destroyed.

Compared with the law of death, it is obviously more difficult to practice the law of vacuum, because no one has practiced it.

Therefore, Fang Yang has been hesitating between the law of death and the law of vacuum.

The appearance of the people in the Demon Sect made him determined.

"It seems that this is God's will. Since I call myself a disciple of the Wusheng Sect, I might as well establish a real Wusheng Sect."

"Master Wusheng, the hometown of vacuum. From now on, my Dharma name is Master Wusheng."

Fang Yang made up his mind, took a last look at the "Heavenly Demon Sutra" on the table, and turned into light and left.

After determining the law to be practiced, he did not need to stay in Jukuzhou.

He wanted to return to the prehistoric continent to find the traces of the ascenders, and then found the small world based on the ascenders.

This time, he must be in danger. Under the Jiuzhou barrier, his magic power will be suppressed.

However, as long as he can cultivate to become a golden immortal, it is worth taking a little risk.

Don't forget, he no longer has the aura of a demon. Even if he meets a human, he will not be recognized as a demon.

Whoosh!

A long rainbow flew out of Jukuzhou.

On the beach on the west bank of Jukuzhou, two men in black stood together and watched Fang Yang leave.

"Teacher, why did you let this man go?"

The man in black asked.

This man in black was the one who went to find Fang Yang.

The other man in black sighed and said, "He can't escape. Sooner or later, he will become a member of the Holy Church."