Prehistoric: Beginning with Yugong Yishan

Chapter 72 Taoyuan Cave (Please subscribe! Please support!)
Of course they won't die together. Fang Yang has eight lives. After he dies, he can be resurrected.

He ventured into Qiyun Mountain because he didn't want to be equipped by these seven people.

He would rather give all his wealth to a master of the immortal way who slays demons than to take advantage of these seven lunatics who have been chasing him.

When Fang Yang entered Qiyun Mountain, seven monks wearing black cloaks appeared from the void. They looked at Qiyun Mountain, which was unknown in the deep clouds, and stopped their pursuit.

These seven monks are all exactly the same in appearance, attire, and cultivation.The only thing that distinguishes them is the number of stars embroidered on their cloaks.Their cloaks are embroidered with one to seven stars respectively.

"Are you still chasing?"

"No need to take risks! The seven of us surrounded Qi Yunshan in seven directions. As soon as he comes out, we will attack him. There are many good things about this junior. Even we don't have a big Luo arm."

"We can't wait forever. We slaughtered eighteen cities, and the human race must be calculating our whereabouts. If the human race masters come to kill us, we are afraid."

"The fourth brother is right. If this junior enters Qiyun Mountain, he may not be able to get out. No matter how precious Da Luo's arms are, they are not as precious as our lives."

"Then go?"

"go!"

The seven left as soon as they said they would, without the slightest hesitation.

Fang Yang, who entered the interior of Qiyun Mountain, knew nothing about these things.

After he entered the depths of Qiyun Mountain, he was very energetic and did not dare to relax for a moment.

The time and space inside Qiyun Mountain is very strange, there is a special kind of colorful fairy light everywhere, the eyes can't be too far away, and the consciousness can't be released, so you can only move forward with the vision in front of you.

There is a mysterious law or power in the colorful fairy light, which is invisible and qualityless, and penetrates into the aura.

"Even golden immortals will get lost when they come in. No wonder no monsters have ever walked out of Qiyun Mountain."

After traveling for a long distance, Fang Yang did not see any traces of demons or immortals.

However, even in such an environment, he still didn't feel the slightest bit of fear.

There is a difference between nervousness and fear. Nervousness is a response to the unknown, and fear is pure fear.

He is not afraid, he takes whatever step he takes.He will not regret it, nor will he be afraid.

Tatata!
I don't know how long it took, maybe one day, maybe three days, maybe five days, all the fog and all the fairy light disappeared, Fang Yang's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Haha, Taoyuan Cave has a new fellow Taoist again!"

"It's so strange, within a hundred years, there are two fellow Taoists here."

"Look, this fellow Taoist is also a young golden immortal. What's wrong with the outside world, there are so many young golden immortals."

Fang Yang looked at the scene in front of him, a little unbelievable.

This is an incomparably vast void world, with no continents, no sun, moon and stars, only countless floating islands.

The scene here is highly similar to the fairy world imagined by mortals. The aura is so rich that it condenses into a liquid state, the sky glows with white light, and countless immortals, demons, etc. fly around.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a peaceful place between heaven and earth.

"Welcome the distinguished guest, I am not far away from welcoming you, please forgive me!"

Amidst the light and rain, a rainbow flew from the distant sky and extended to Fang Yang's feet. On the rainbow bridge, an old Taoist priest in a lavender Taoist robe appeared.

The old Taoist priest has white beard and hair, snow-white eyebrows, and crystal-clear skin, exuding a strange radiance.

Under this brilliance, the old Taoist seemed to have left this world and entered another world.

"This is at least a Great Luo Jinxian!"

Fang Yang's heart shuddered.

"Senior, you're being polite. It's fine that senior doesn't hold junior accountable for trespassing."

The old Taoist nodded slightly: "Your words are serious. The poor Taoist is waiting for two distinguished guests here, and he has been waiting for a long time."

The Taoist's nagging words made Fang Yang's doubts deepen.

The old Taoist gave Chen Jing a gentle look: "Your guest is destined for my holy religion!"

Fang Yang was also smiling at first, but when he heard the old Taoist's words, he was shocked.

"Holy religion? Which holy religion?"

It was because he was chased and killed by the Seven Star Messenger of the Demon Cult that he escaped into Qiyun Mountain.In the end, he fled back and forth, and fled to his lair?

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Of course it's my Western Demon Cult."

Fang Yang felt bitter in his heart, if he had known this before, why would he run away.

"Don't be afraid, honored guest. The poor Taoist said that you are a predestined person of the Holy Cult. As soon as you come, the innate lotus root born from the lotus seeds of the twelfth-grade black lotus will bloom."

As the old Taoist said, he waved his hand and brought Fang Yang to the edge of a huge lotus pond.

At this moment, Fang Yang was shocked besides being shocked.

He didn't even know when he had a fate with the twelfth rank Miserring Black Lotus.

"Friend Fang Yang!?"

A surprised voice sounded in Fang Yang's ears. Fang Yang heard the sound and looked, Kinnaruo was standing on the other side of the lotus pond, dressed in black and with long hair fluttering.

"Fellow Daoist Jinnara?"

For a moment, Fang Yang thought that Kinnaruo had become possessed in advance.

The old Taoist clapped his hands and laughed.

"Okay! It turns out that the two of you have known each other for a long time, so it's time for my Holy Cult to prosper!"

"Senior, this junior has already said that this junior is a Taoist disciple, and the teacher is a Daoist who burns the lamp, not a member of the Demon Sect, and this fellow Fang Yang is a disciple of the Wusheng Sect."

Kinnaruo himself refused to say anything, and even mentioned Fang Yang by the way.

The old Taoist didn't care so much, he pointed to the center of the lotus pond.

"Look, the lotus pond is planted in the lotus pond, which are two black lotus seeds left by Senior Brother Luohu. As early as a calamity ago, the poor Taoist cultivated this lotus pond. However, the lotus pond in the lotus pond But the two lotus flowers have been reluctant to bloom for a long time. As soon as the two of you came, the two lotus flowers bloomed immediately. You are not destined, who is destined."

After listening for so long, Fang Yang finally figured out his situation.

To put it simply and succinctly: The old Taoist priest in front of him is Luo Hu's peer, and he wants to let himself join the Demon Cult.

Fang Yang thought for a while and asked, "Senior, what do you mean by predestined people?"

If the old Taoist asked him to be cannon fodder, he immediately refused, and if he was asked to be a high-ranking person, he immediately agreed.

It is impossible to work part-time, and part-time work will be nothing when you get old.

Kinnara looked at Fang Yang with disbelief, as if asking, "Fang Yang, are you betraying your teacher just like that?"

The old Taoist gave Fang Yang an admiring look and said.

"Not bad! You are indeed the person chosen by the lotus seeds of the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus. Haven't you already become the leader of Wusheng Sect? You should continue to be your leader."

Hearing this, Kinnaruo's expression froze instantly, and the scene of seeing Fang Yang for the first time appeared in his mind.

"No Life Sect, no wonder I couldn't find the name of this sect after searching for three days and three nights in the Library Pavilion of Yuxu Palace. It turns out that it doesn't exist?"

(End of this chapter)