Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

After hundreds of years of enlightenment, Fang Yang ended his enlightenment.

The Nine-Nine Xuanyin Dutian Formation evolved from the Twelve Gods and Evil Dutian Formation. It is at the same level as the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation. The principles contained in it are very profound. Relying on Fang Yang's Taoism, he could not fully understand the mystery.

Fang Yang didn't have any good solution for this, he could only wait to understand it later.

After completing his training, he had the idea of ​​​​leaving the cave and migrating the human race from outside.

What he wanted to move to the most was naturally the two small worlds where he had preached before. Those two small worlds are followers of his Wusheng Cult.

With the Cave Heaven Paradise, we must move our own people in first.

So, he raised the matter with the Sacred Heart Tree.

"Junior brother, how long have you turned on your spiritual intelligence?"

Fang Yang asked his question.

The Sacred Heart Tree has absorbed the essence and blood of Pangu. Even if it was just a low-grade innate spiritual root at the beginning, its level should have been upgraded to a high-grade level.

The Sacred Heart Tree replied: "My spiritual wisdom was born before I absorbed Pangu's essence and blood. However, Pangu's essence and blood contains some memories of the Great God Pangu. After I absorbed Pangu's essence and blood, I fell asleep for a long time. Until ten million years. Before that, the woman with poisonous fire all over her body entered the cave, and I was awakened. "

After listening to the Sacred Heart Tree's explanation, Fang Yang finally understood why the Sacred Heart Tree could no longer practice transformation after absorbing Pangu's essence and blood.

"This cave sky not only protects me, but also limits me. Although I am one hundred thousand feet in size, I have not grown to the point of transformation. The other top-grade innate spiritual roots can spread their branches and leaves to cover a star. For example, Jianmu, its height connects the heaven and the human world. If I want to transform, I will not only grow to be as tall as Jianmu, but I will also have to grow to a height of at least ninety-nine and ninety-nine thousand miles."

"Ninety-nine nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand miles?"

Fang Yang subconsciously measured the height of the cave: 73.54 million miles.

This is just the height. A spiritual root needs to grow to 99.99 million miles. How long does its root system have to grow?

He thought of hibiscus trees and laurel trees.

The ginseng fruit, gourd vine, jianmu, and peach trees were cut off by the monks, but the hibiscus tree and laurel tree were not refined.

Their situation is similar to that of the Sacred Heart Tree. They grow on the stars and their growth is greatly restricted.

Only the ancient earth can allow the innate spiritual roots to grow until they transform.

"So, you have grown the Sacred Heart Fruit. Do you want to use the Sacred Heart Fruit as a condition to reach a heavenly contract with the monk. When the monk becomes stronger, he can give you shelter and help you transform into the world?"

Fang Yang asked bluntly.

He had previously found it strange that the Sacred Heart Tree clearly knew that monks were coming to the cave and had no time to hide, so how could it be so openly exposed in front of him.

It turned out that the Sacred Heart Tree had already planned it.

"Yes, I have another intention."

The Sacred Heart Tree was also very straightforward, "With these eighty-one Pangu Dharma cultivation methods, senior brother will grow faster."

After learning about the Sacred Heart Tree's plan, Fang Yang didn't feel like he was being plotted.

Life is a transaction, and relationships between people all start with interests. The most typical one is the master-disciple relationship.

If the disciple didn't want to hug someone, would he kneel in front of others for no reason?

When a teacher teaches his disciples, he needs his disciples to continue the Taoism for him, to spread the teachings for him, and to go through life and death for him.

After establishing a relationship of interest, and with constant communication and getting along, the relationship between master and disciple, father and son, Taoist friend, and Taoist couple gradually developed.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are those who go to become a disciple because they admire someone. But again, it's a deal.

After worshiping someone and becoming a disciple, you can get closer to that person and look at him more often.

Fang Yang is a cat that has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. If he still can't see through this, he has lived so many years in vain.

"Junior brother, don't worry. I will definitely not forget my junior brother when I achieve great success in my cultivation in the future."

Fang Yang said solemnly.

There are three gangs of heroes, and he really needs a helper.

Although he has connections with the Demon Cult, he must establish his own direct lineage.

Kinnara just had too little time to prepare.

The journey to the west is over, and he is still looking for subordinates, and has not even trained a useful subordinate.

As a result, there is a shrewd and capable Sun Wukong on the outside, but there are a bunch of pig teammates holding him back, making it difficult not to fail.

After clearing the doubts in his heart, Fang Yang left the cave.

When he came to the outside world, Fang Yang first went to the location of the Jiuli clan.

The return of the mountain god and the departure of the female demon from Hengshan Cave are not a good thing for the Jiuli clan.

He wanted to see if the Jiuli clan was still there.

By the time he arrived at the land of the Jiuli clan, there were no people living here and the villages were deserted.

It’s been an unknown number of years since the Jiuli clan moved away!

"Okay! The Jiuli clan will always be troublesome if they stay in Hengshan."

Fang Yang was very happy.

When he was happy, he went to Zhu Rongfeng to have a look again.

There is indeed Zhurong Peak in Hengshan Mountain, but there is only one Zhurong Temple on this peak and nothing else.

Fang Yang didn't feel sorry either.

There are many famous mountains and rivers in ancient times. In addition to Mount Tai, there are other three mountains, Qingcheng Mountain, Longhu Mountain, and Wudang Mountain. These are all famous mountains among famous mountains.

When he attains Daluo Daluo, he even plans to explore Guixu, Shiwandashan, and the stars in the sky...

If you are a little bolder, there are also mysterious places such as Lei Ze, the ancient tomb of the dragon clan, the immortal volcano, Zhongshan, Yujing Mountain, Fengqi Mountain, and Buzhou Mountain.

In the prehistoric world, it is fun to do archaeology for a while, and it is fun to do archaeology all the time.

"There is also Wuyi Mountain. There is an innate spiritual treasure in Wuyi Mountain. I have to explore it first. Logically speaking, the casual cultivators who can get the innate spiritual treasure should not be so useless. Unless the innate spiritual treasure is passed down to them by their teacher."

Thinking of the opportunities in the prehistoric world, Fang Yang instantly thought of the falling treasure money.

The falling treasure money is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, in the shape of a copper coin with a round square hole, with flying wings on the left and right sides. There are inscriptions of the Heavenly Dao on it. It can drop all treasures below the innate treasure and can also calculate the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, but it cannot drop weapons.

Although he has the vacuum white lotus and the tiger soul magic knife, he does not have any innate spiritual treasures.

The significance of the falling treasure money is not the magic weapon itself, but its function.

Having the Luobao Gold is like having a chicken that lays eggs. Taking away other people's innate spiritual treasures is as easy as taking something out of a bag.

"Let's go!"

Thinking of the innate spiritual treasure, Fang Yang was immediately full of motivation. He flashed and disappeared into the empty space of Hengshan Mountain.

Just when Fang Yang had the idea of ​​snatching the Luobao Gold, in the distant Wuyi Mountain, in the illusory Wuyi Mountain blessed land.

An old Taoist priest with a decayed smell spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the death on his face became thicker.

He opened his turbid eyes and murmured: "Calamity! Catastrophe!"