Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

In the cave, Fang Yang held a blue immortal sword and frowned deeply.

"Top-grade immortal weapon, it seems that without the power of law, it is indeed impossible to refine top-grade immortal weapon."

He lived a fulfilling life in the past thousand years.

It took two hundred years to refine weapons, refine poison, refine poison, practice Taoism, and study formations.

It is a pity that although he learned the theory very well, he rarely practiced it.

He was seriously short of materials and used them up after a few times of refining.

The space magic weapon of the Hundred Poisons Boy contained a lot of materials, but the level of those materials was too high, so he was reluctant to use them.

"And this!"

Fang Yang put away the immortal sword he refined and took out a small green bottle, feeling a little embarrassed.

This small bottle sealed the plague of the ancient plague king.

The plague is a big trouble!

The plague is not like other poisons.

Other poisons can be dispersed, but the plague can be spread and replicated continuously.

When the plague is together, it is a big plague.

Even the Golden Immortal may not be able to withstand the poison of the ancient plague king. If this plague gas is released, how great a disaster will it cause?

If Fang Yang can't handle it well, he will have to wait for the karma gift package!

"For now, I can only keep it. I will find a way to deal with it when my cultivation level improves in the future."

He thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.

All that should be digested has been digested, and it's finally time to leave.

Fang Yang walked to the entrance of the cave, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the poison gas at the entrance of the cave. He looked at the poison gas that had poisoned him to the point of losing all his magic power before, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Boom!

After a bang, he flew out of the sea.

After not seeing the sky for a thousand years, seeing the azure blue sky again, Fang Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Daoyou, please stay!"

A shout came from afar, and Fang Yang looked with his spiritual sense and saw a young Taoist priest in a beige Taoist robe flying over.

Golden Immortal! At least a Golden Immortal!

Fang Yang felt a headache. When did there appear so many Golden Immortals in the East China Sea?

He originally wanted to ignore it and leave directly, but after seeing the Taoist's cultivation, he decided to wait.

The young Taoist flew to Fang Yang, bowed to him and asked.

"Is this Taoist going to Penglai Island?"

Fang Yang returned the greeting: "Not really. This Penglai Island is a Taoist temple of the saints, not everyone can go there."

He saw that the young Taoist was full of vitality, so he knew that this Taoist was a disciple of the saint.

The young Taoist was surprised: "Daoist, you are in the East China Sea, but you don't know about the Seven Immortals Dharma Assembly?"

"What is the Seven Immortals Dharma Assembly?"

Fang Yang just heard the name and had some guesses, but he was not sure.

"Has the name of the Seven Immortals of Penglai ever been heard by Daoist friend?"

The young Taoist asked.

"Of course I have heard of it. There are many masters under the Jiejiao saints, and the Seven Immortals of Penglai are the top masters in Jiejiao."

"Yes!"

The young man showed a trace of pride on his face, "In the prehistoric times, there are many immortals with high cultivation. However, the only immortals who can care about the people of the world and wholeheartedly benefit the sentient beings of the three realms are the immortals of the three religions of human, Chan, and Jie."

"You are right, fellow Taoist."

Fang Yang nodded with a smile, but he didn't quite agree in his heart.

If there were no three saints above them, these saints' disciples would have let themselves go long ago.

"I am Fang Yang, a disciple of the Wusheng Sect. May I ask your name, fellow Taoist?"

The young Taoist frowned slightly after hearing this.

"Wusheng Sect, is there such a sect in the prehistoric times?"

"Haha, it's a small sect, it's normal that fellow Taoist has not heard of it." Fang Yang played a coy eye.

"So that's it. I am Kinnara, and my teacher is the Taoist of Chan Sect, Randeng."

The young Taoist said seriously.

If Fang Yang had just arrived in the prehistoric world and learned that the person in front of him was Kinnara, he would definitely be shocked.

The name Kinnara may not be well-known, but it would be different if it were another name.

Wu Tian!

Fang Yang's luck is still good.

He first met a mysterious boss like Shenlong, and now he has met the Buddha Wu Tian himself.

"The Jiejiao and my Chanjiao are both orthodox sects of the Xuanmen, and they have the responsibility to preach to all living beings. Therefore, every 100,000 years, the seven uncles of Penglai Island will hold a Penglai Dharma Assembly on Penglai Island, and preach the great way to the immortals at the Dharma Assembly."

"After the preaching, the seven uncles will also hold a magic battle meeting. Anyone who performs well in the meeting will have the opportunity to get the guidance of the seven uncles. Particularly outstanding immortals will get the opportunity to join the Jiejiao."

Kinnara talked freely.

After speaking, he looked at Fang Yang with regret.

"It's a pity that you already have a master, otherwise, you would have a great chance to join Jiejiao."

"It's a pity indeed. But once a master, always a master. Betraying your master is something you absolutely cannot do."

Fang Yang said with emotion.

"Fang Daoyou, I'll remind you."

"Fellow Kinnara, please give me some advice."

"Fang Daoyou, you have a demonic aura. It's okay if you meet a Jiejiao disciple, but if you meet a disciple of our Chanjiao, they will definitely kill you. This time, it's best for you to attend the Seven Immortals Dharma Assembly. If you can gain some insights from listening to the teachings and get rid of the demonic aura on your body, it will be much easier for you to travel in the prehistoric world in the future."

Kinnara's tone was very serious.

In addition to the demonic aura, the evil demons also have a faint karma. He did not feel the existence of karma on Fang Yang.

That's why he reminded Fang Yang.

"Fellow Daoist Kinnara is right. I'm learning from your teachings!"

Fang Yang bowed solemnly.

So, at Kinnara's invitation, Fang Yang set out on the road to Penglai Island.

With Fang Yang holding back, the two flew for two months and finally arrived at Penglai Island.

"Penglai Island is relatively close. If Daoist Fang wants to go to Jin'ao Island, it will take at least two hundred years."

Kinnara looked relaxed, and took Fang Yang to fly a hundred billion miles. His face was not red, he was not out of breath, and his mana was not consumed much.

Fang Yang had reason to suspect that the Hundred Poisons Boy was a fake Golden Immortal.

He was right to think so.

One is the realm enlightened by the great supernatural power, and the other is the realm cultivated by oneself. Can they be the same?

From the moment the boy was enlightened, it was difficult for them to improve their cultivation. Unless they reincarnate, baptize with the power of reincarnation, and condense the imprint of life.

Penglai Island is so big that it is not appropriate to describe it as an island. It is simply a floating continent.

It was originally formed by chaos fragments, and the island is full of chaos.

But after countless years, the chaos on the island dissipated and became similar to other fairy islands.

Fang Yang boarded the island and saw that there were exotic flowers and rare treasures everywhere on the island. In the center of the island, there are countless mountains, countless rivers, and countless palaces.

At this time, because of the Seven Immortals Dharma Assembly, many immortals and demons flew to Penglai Island. Due to the majesty of the Seven Immortals of Penglai, immortals and demons are clearly separated and do not invade each other.

"Fang Daoyou, I am a junior. When I arrived at Penglai Island, I should pay my respects to several uncles. So, I can only send you here."

"Fang Daoyou Kinnara is polite! I haven't thanked you yet."

After Fang Yang and Kinnara separated, he spontaneously walked into the demon camp.