Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

It was no secret among the saints that Fang Yang and his two companions had entered the world of destiny. However, as long as Fang Yang did not enter the prehistoric world and did not personally intervene in the affairs of the prehistoric world, other saints would not say anything.

After entering the world of destiny, Saint Fuxi was immediately attracted by the prosperous scene of the world of destiny.

The most notable feature of the world of destiny is that everything is used to its full potential and everyone is used to their full potential. In the world of destiny, there is no waste. Every creature here can give full play to their own strengths, shine in their best fields, and contribute to the world of destiny.

In the secular kingdom, there are many scenes that Saint Fuxi has never seen.

The secular kingdom is completely different from the secular kingdom in the human world, and there is no similarity. The roads are paved with iron, iron birds fly in the sky, and high-rise buildings are everywhere. The mechanical technology has been developed to the extreme here.

What moved Saint Fuxi the most was that it seemed that everyone in the human race here could read and write, understand the past and the present, and compose lyrics and music at will.

The prosperity of the world has promoted the development of civilization, and the breath of humanity is everywhere. If the level of the Destiny World was not low enough, Emperor Fuxi would have suspected that the humanity here would surpass that of the Primordial World.

"So, Fellow Daoist Fang Yang has hidden so many things. If all these things were used in my human world, the development of civilization in my human world would advance by 200,000 years!"

As soon as these thoughts came to Emperor Fuxi's mind, he shook his head violently and extinguished them.

The development of civilization must be done step by step, not overnight. If material civilization progresses too fast and spiritual civilization cannot keep up, civilization will soon collapse.

When he saw the various scenes of the Xiuxian Kingdom, Emperor Fuxi was even more amazed.

The Xiuxian Kingdom in the Destiny World has a very profound study of Taoism and Taoism. Each country or sect has established a Gongfa Pavilion, which specializes in analyzing Gongfa, magical powers, and even a research institute for spiritual energy.

Emperor Fuxi saw that many people did not use spiritual energy, but directly absorbed the light of the sun, moon, and stars, wind power, and tidal force to practice.

Of course, the most rare thing is the formation that can decompose various natural treasures into spiritual energy.

Energy is the first problem that restricts the development of power, and the Wusheng Sect has already overcome this problem.

"The people here don't seem to be keen on power. What they love most is to explore the secrets of cultivation. There is a reason why Fellow Daoist Fang Yang can improve so quickly. This model cannot be learned in the human world because the Wusheng Sect is too rich."

"The stronger the Wusheng Sect is, the better, so that it can help my human race. Alas, I'm risking my face!"

Fuxi Saint Emperor's figure flashed very quickly, and after a few flashes, he came to the outside of the Vacuum Palace.

He is a saint, and even Hongxuan Tianzun can't detect his existence. Therefore, he can drive straight in. Let me ask, apart from other saints, what else in the world can stop the saint?

"Since the Saint Emperor is here, please come in!"

The door of the Vacuum Palace opened automatically, and Fang Yang's voice came from the palace.

Fuxi Saint Emperor did not hesitate and walked directly inside.

Fang Yang could ambush him anywhere, but it was impossible in the world of destiny. Even the prehistoric world couldn't withstand the great war between saints, let alone the world of destiny.

"What a strong aura, Fellow Daoist Fang Yang's cultivation is almost comparable to Fellow Daoist Yuanshi!"

When he entered the hall, he sensed two strong auras. One of these two auras was weaker than his own, and the other was stronger than his own.

When he saw Fang Yang and the Master of Samsara, Emperor Fuxi felt relieved.

Fang Yang was willing to see him, which meant there was hope. If Fang Yang didn't even want to see him, it would be real despair.

"Fellow Daoists, I came here uninvited, please forgive me!"

Knowing that he was asking for help, Emperor Fuxi was very humble. As soon as he saw Fang Yang and the Master of Samsara, he immediately bowed to them and apologized.

However, Fang Yang, who was sitting above, had a different mentality.

In the past, in order to fight for the right to preach in the human world, he also looked up to Emperor Shennong and Emperor Xuanyuan from below. Now, the situation is just the opposite. He and the Master of Samsara are sitting above, and Emperor Fuxi is standing below.

"Thirty years should be a time for change. Who would have thought that the person who avoided the saints would become a saint one day?"

Thinking so, Fang Yang showed a friendly smile on the surface.

"Compared with the vast prehistoric world, my world of destiny is just a small puddle. The Holy Emperor is here, and I and my junior brother can't wait to welcome him! Holy Emperor, please!"

Fang Yang called him Holy Emperor, and although his tone was very polite, Holy Emperor Fuxi regretted it more and more when he heard this title.

Generally speaking, if the relationship between saints is still acceptable, they will call each other Taoist friends.

Only when you don't want to deal with each other will you use honorific titles.

"Before, my human race offended the Wusheng Sect. It is normal for Taoist friend Fang Yang to treat me with such an attitude. Next, even if he scolds my human race, I will have to bear it. This is the end that a treacherous person deserves!"

The thoughts in Fuxi's mind turned, and he felt more and more guilty. He raised his hand and bowed to Fang Yang.

Before, Fang Yang was just a Hunyuan Jinxian, and he didn't dare to accept the worship of the Holy Emperor Shennong. Now, he has nothing to worry about.

He sat upright on the throne and calmly accepted the courtesy of the Holy Emperor Fuxi. After receiving the courtesy, he pretended to be surprised and asked:

"What is the Holy Emperor doing?"

The Holy Emperor Fuxi said sincerely: "I am here to apologize to you. Our human race has violated the faith and expelled the Wusheng Sect. It is our human race that has let down the Wusheng Sect."

Seeing the attitude of the Holy Emperor Fuxi, Fang Yang could not continue to pretend. If he continued to pretend, he would lose the demeanor of a saint.

"You should not say this to me, but to those disciples of the Wusheng Sect who preach in the human world. Although they are my disciples of the Wusheng Sect, they are also human beings."

"They sacrificed their lives and shed their blood for their mothers, but were finally abandoned by their mothers. Could it be that only the human race who joined the Human Sect and the Wahuang Palace are human beings, and the human race who joined the Wusheng Sect is no longer human beings?"

Fang Yang does not like to reason with people, because the prehistoric world is not a world of reason.

However, his disciples and followers have been wronged, and he must have an explanation.

Back then, when those disciples entered the human world, they were all excited and felt that they had returned home. However, they regard the human race as their family, but the human race does not regard them as their family!

This kind of emotional damage is much more serious than physical damage.

After hearing Fang Yang's words, Emperor Fuxi felt ashamed. Until Fang Yang spoke, he only had the human race of the Human Religion and the Wahuang Palace in his heart, not the human race of the Wusheng Religion! (End of this chapter)