Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

After the ginseng fruit tree was stolen, the secrets of heaven suddenly returned to clarity. So, the whole prehistoric world knew that Lord Haotian and Patriarch Bodhi had joined forces to steal the ginseng fruit tree of Zhenyuan Daxian.

Killing and robbing treasures were not uncommon in the prehistoric world, but the fact that such well-known figures as Lord Haotian and Taoist Zhunti rushed to other people's temples to rob other people's treasures in broad daylight really shocked the great powers of the heavens.

Lord Haotian and Patriarch Bodhi, who were hiding in the dark, almost vomited old blood when they calculated the contents of the secrets of heaven.

"When did I rob the ginseng fruit tree?"

"I wanted to rob it, but Zhenyuanzi was a man who did everything perfectly, and I couldn't find any reason to rob him."

Lord Haotian and Patriarch Bodhi couldn't believe it at all. They were sitting at home, and a big black pot was quietly put on them.

If it was just a rumor, it would be fine. But even if such news appeared in the secrets of heaven, they could not wash away their grievances even if they jumped to the Nine Heavens and the Milky Way.

Lord Haotian was the most uncomfortable.

In the past, in order to eliminate dissidents, he would use the snake god, the heavenly slaves and others to frame the gods in heaven. He knew that those gods were wronged, but he always pretended to enforce the law impartially and dealt with them.

Today, he was also framed and became the culprit of robbing the ginseng fruit tree?

"Where is the justice of heaven, where is the way of heaven?"

Lord Haotian watched the news spread more and more, and his reputation became worse and worse, but he had no way in his heart.

Patriarch Bodhi was even worse. After the news spread, Saint Jieyin immediately sent "consolation" to Patriarch Bodhi.

"Junior brother, you have disappointed me so much. Although you are no longer the mother of Buddha, you can't give up on yourself and do such a thing that is outrageous to both humans and gods!"

The words of the saint of reception were so heartbreaking that Bodhi Patriarch was furious. He wanted to find the person who pretended to be him immediately and fight him to death.

He figured out that the counterfeit not only turned into his appearance, but also forged the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

He wanted to know what deep hatred the other party had with him to plot against him like this.

However, the one who suffered the most was not Bodhi Patriarch, but the one who suffered the most was Zhenyuan Daxian.

In this incident, he not only lost the ginseng fruit tree, but also the evil corpse was destroyed. It can be said that since Zhenyuan Daxian transformed, he has never suffered such a big loss.

"Damn you Haotian thief, old Bodhi thief, you two have bullied me so much, I will never let you go! Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you have to return my ginseng fruit tree!"

On the top of Wanshou Mountain, Zhenyuan Daxian roared and shook the world. There were constant thunders in the sky and dark clouds covered the sky, all of which reflected Zhenyuan Daxian's monstrous hatred.

If Zhenyuan Daxian was a creature in the Hengyu World, I believe he would have changed into black clothes, put on black eyeshadow, and entered the devil's way.

However, even if Zhenyuan Daxian did not enter the devil, he was not far from entering the devil.

You know, the biggest industry of Zhenyuan Daxian's Wuzhuang Temple is the ginseng fruit tree.

Every time the ginseng fruit is ripe, Zhenyuan Daxian can make a lot of money with the unique ginseng fruit.

If he lost the ginseng fruit tree, he would lose a major source of economic income.

"Good, well done. The two Taoist friends have taken the ginseng fruit tree and made great contributions. The wind and fire furnace and the Tiangang Beidou flag were once your magic weapons. Now, they are returned to you two. You can go to the Hongxuan Saint to get the two treasures. From now on, you will officially become the head of the Taiyuan Hall and the head of the Wuji Hall of our sect, enjoy the fortune of our sect, and have the right to preach."

"As for Taoist friend Wuchen, he also made great contributions to obstructing Zhenyuanzi, and he was promoted to the head of the hall and enjoyed the same treatment as Taoist friends Taiyuan and Wuji."

Fang Yang accepted the ginseng fruit tree and was in a good mood. He rewarded the three Taoist masters Wuji according to their merits.

The three offended Xuanmen, and only Pangu League dared to take them in in the prehistoric world. However, the three saw through the essence of Pangu League, which was a mess and could not accomplish anything. They were unwilling to join Pangu League directly, so they retreated to join Wusheng Sect.

At that time, Fang Yang, Saint Heart Daojun, and Master of Samsara had not yet become saints. They were eyeing Hou Tu Niangniang behind the Wusheng Sect.

But no one could have imagined that Fang Yang and his three brothers would become saints one after another, which made Wuji Daozun and his three brothers completely surrender.

The Wusheng Sect, with three saints in charge, was enough to protect them and keep them from being harmed by the saints.

Their long-cherished wish was to become a formal member of the Wusheng Sect. Now, they finally realized this wish.

"Thank you, Master!"

The three were extremely excited, and the big stone in their hearts was finally put down.

Fang Yang waved his hand, dismissed the three people, and called Yue Feng.

After proving the Dao of Daluo, Yue Feng's gentleman spirit became more intense. The gentleman swordsmanship he practiced combined the essence of the immortal way and the Confucian way, containing endless killing power and the might of righteousness.

This shows that it was right to hand him over to Saint Heart Daojun.

Fang Yang is a villain. If a villain teaches a gentleman, he will only teach the gentleman to be a hypocrite. In that case, Yue Feng might not be able to achieve his current achievements.

"Meet Uncle Master!"

Yue Feng stepped into the Vacuum Hall with a steady face. He was respectful but not afraid of Fang Yang.

"Very good, your cultivation is much higher than your junior brother. You really did not disappoint your teacher's expectations."

Fang Yang saw through Yue Feng's foundation and background at a glance.

Yue Feng received the true inheritance of Taoist Sacred Heart. Like Taoist Sacred Heart, he has more than one natal law.

When the Taoist Lord of the Sacred Heart attained Daluo, he cultivated three natal worlds. Although Yue Feng is not as good as the Sacred Heart Dao Lord, he has also cultivated two.

Of course, disciples of saints all have unique magical powers.

Like Master Yuding, on the surface, he only has one natal world. However, after practicing the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique, his physical body is his natal world.

Facing Fang Yang's praise, Yue Feng was very humble.

"Master, you are overly praised. Junior Brother Qingyuan is just an acquired soul. The fact that he can cultivate to this point proves that his talent is not inferior to that of his disciples."

Fang Yang knew very well what the qualifications of True Lord Qingyuan were.

Qingyuan Zhenjun must have some understanding, otherwise, he would not be able to touch the threshold of Da Luo while being left alone.

but. Compared with Yue Feng, he is still far behind.

If Fang Yang had never expected his disciples to surpass him, he would never have accepted True Lord Qingyuan as his disciple.

"Uncle, what are your instructions when you summon your disciples?"

Yue Feng felt embarrassed when Fang Yang didn't speak, so he took the initiative to ask.

"I have a big thing for you to handle."

Hearing this, Yue Feng said without changing his expression: "Disciple is willing to serve my uncle." (End of Chapter)