Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Under the starry sky in another world, Bo Xun sat alone on a large rock. His face was calm, but his eyes were flashing with complicated emotions.

After receiving the invitation from the Yuanxu envoy, he struggled and thought for a long time. In the end, he decided to meet the Yuanxu envoy for a while.

He felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart. He was obviously the true sect of Asura and the great disciple of Patriarch Styx, but in the end, Patriarch Styx handed over the Asura world to a foreign race.

Bo Xun had imagined countless times that he could inherit the position of leader and lead the Asura Religion to new glory. However, fate played a cruel joke on him. When Moro sat on the throne of the Asura Cult, all his efforts turned into a joke.

"Fellow Taoist Bo Xun, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

This Yuanxu envoy is also dressed with his head hidden and his tail exposed, making it difficult for people to see his appearance.

Bo Xun raised his head and said with an indifferent expression: "Tell me, what can you give me? How do I know? You will definitely give it to me."

He is a person who never lets go of rabbits before he sees them. He will not do anything for Yuanxu Heaven and Earth without seeing any benefit.

The messenger of Yuanxu smiled deeply: "No matter how bad the situation is, it will not be worse than continuing to stay in the Asura Sect. Taoist friend was originally the great disciple of the Asura Sect, and his status is just like that of Guangchengzi who explained the teaching. Now, Guangchengzi has already Ascend to the position of leader of the Chan Cult."

"Look at fellow Taoist again. Fortunately, fellow Taoist is loyal to Ancestor Minghe and supports him. As a result, he would rather pass on the position of leader to others than to fellow Taoist. I feel sad for fellow Taoist! "

"Stop talking."

Bo Xun's voice was extremely cold.

He was so disappointed with Ancestor Styx, so disappointed. After Patriarch Styx became a saint, the first person he promoted was Moro. He did not hesitate to spend his saintly origins to initiate Moro, raising Moro to the realm of a great supernatural power.

He has never received such treatment.

Sometimes, he wanted to grab Ancestor Styx by the neck and ask him sternly, "Why?"

The face of the Yuanxu envoy hidden under the bamboo hat showed a trace of ridicule: "The great power of the ancient world lacks the overall view. Resources must be used on the most suitable people to achieve the greatest effect. However, this kind of thing cannot be done in the ancient world. The power of the world can never be understood."

The Yuanxu envoy chuckled and shook his head: "Fellow Taoist Bo Xun misunderstood. I am here to bring you a chance to make a comeback. As long as you are willing to be used by my Yuanxu Great World, I can ask all the saints for help." Fellow Taoist, please give me a reward and let the saints create an Asura clan that belongs only to you. From now on, you will be the leader of the Asura clan. Is this a good condition?"

Hearing this, Bo Xun frowned slightly, but did not refuse immediately.

The messenger of Yuanxu walked slowly to Bo Xun, his voice was low and powerful: "Fellow Taoist Bo Xun, your wisdom and strength are unmatched by anyone in the Asura Sect. However, this world is not filled with capable people. It will definitely succeed. In the prehistoric world, fellow Taoist's abilities cannot be used at all. Only Yuanxu Great World can save fellow daoist."

This sentence spoke to Bo Xun's heart. He believes that he is the first person in the Asura Cult. He cannot become the leader of the Asura Sect because the Styx Ancestor is blind.

Bo Xun raised his head slightly and looked deeply at the Yuanxu envoy, as if he could discern his true inner intentions. He was in no hurry to take a stand.

"Is it true that Taoist fellow Taoist disciples are willing to succumb to Moro all the time? The capital is full of glory, but this man is haggard. Moro's cultivation level will become higher and higher, and with the help of Asura religion, he may even become a saint. And Fellow Taoists will become the object of ridicule by great powers and be despised by others.”

Bo Xun's eyes flickered in the night sky, as complex and profound as stars. He was silent for a moment, as if a fierce battle was going on deep inside his heart.

The words of Yuanxu Messenger undoubtedly touched the reality that he least wanted to face but could not avoid - his status in the Asura Cult and the unattainable dream of being the leader.

"You are right. I, Bo Xun, have always been pretentious. I never expected to end up like this." He spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness and reluctance in his voice. "However, even if I am willing to join the Yuanxu Great World, I will not do anything to you." What's the use? The world of Yuanxu doesn't need magic."

The Yuanxu envoy smiled slightly, and there seemed to be endless profound meaning and confidence hidden in that smile: "Fellow Taoist Bo Xun, don't worry, the world of Yuanxu is completely different from the prehistoric world. What we value is the potential of fellow Taoists. Like fellow Taoist Talents should not be buried in the wild world."

When Bo Xun heard this, his eyes flickered, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

He knew very well that if he stayed in the Asura Sect, he would always be an existence in the shadow of Moro; and joining Yuanxu Heaven and Earth, although it would bring great risks, it also meant unlimited possibilities.

"Okay, I will believe you once, Bo Xun." He finally made up his mind, his voice firm and powerful.

Hearing this, the messenger of Yuanxu had a flash of approval in his eyes. He stretched out his palm, and a jade talisman shining with strange light appeared in his palm: "This is the teleportation talisman. With this talisman, fellow Taoist friends can communicate with me at any time." Keep in touch and communicate heart to heart. I will report to the higher authorities immediately and arrange everything for fellow Taoist fellow Taoist Bo Xun, your glorious era is about to begin.”

Bo Xun took the talisman and felt the powerful power contained in it, feeling an unprecedented lofty ambition in his heart.

He stood up and looked at the starry sky in another world. There was no longer confusion and unwillingness in his eyes, only infinite longing and firm belief in the future.

"From now on, I, Bo Xun, will no longer be manipulated by anyone. I will use my own hands to create my own legend!"

He whispered, then stretched out his figure, turned into a stream of light, disappeared under the starry sky, and rushed towards the camp in the prehistoric world.

The Yuanxu messenger looked at Bo Xun's leaving figure with a satisfied smile on his lips.

He knew that Bo Xun's joining was undoubtedly a force that could not be ignored for Yuanxu World. Bo Xun's wisdom, strength and desire for power will all become important chess pieces in Yuanxu Great World's layout in the prehistoric world.

"In the prehistoric world, all your great powers have surrendered to us. Let's see how you fight this war." The Yuanxu envoy whispered to himself, with both expectation and doubt in his tone.

Immediately, Yuanxu's envoy took out a telepathic talisman and quickly conveyed Bo Xun's decision to the upper levels of Yuanxu Great World.

A low and majestic voice came from the teleportation talisman, which was obviously the response of a high-level person in Yuanxu World. The Yuanxu messenger listened attentively, and the expression on his face kept changing with the rise and fall of the voice.

"Very well, the addition of Bo Xun means a lot to us. You have done a good job and continue to pay close attention to his movements to ensure that he can be fully integrated into our plans."

The voices from senior management were full of appreciation and expectations.

When Yuanxu's envoy heard this, he felt happy and quickly bowed and saluted: "As ordered, I will do my best to live up to my trust." (End of this chapter)