Prehistoric: Beginning with Yugong Yishan

Chapter 214 Fang Yang is a pauper

Entering the interior of Panhuang Building, Fang Yang saw even more masters.

The Pangu League is worthy of being a power in ancient times. There are tens of thousands of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals.If Tianting could have so many masters, the Emperor of Heaven could faint in the toilet with laughter.

Of course, the number of Da Luo Jinxian is very small.From the first floor to the second floor of No.30, Fang Yang only saw seven Da Luo Jinxians.

Before the calamity of the Lich, innate gods were constantly born in the prehistoric world.But a great battle between the lich interrupted the roots of the heaven and the earth, and greatly damaged the vitality of the prehistoric people, and they were never able to give birth to the innate holiness.

Without the new innate holiness, and it is difficult for acquired creatures to prove the Tao, the number of Da Luo Jinxian will naturally decrease.

During the period of Journey to the West, the number of Daluo Jinxian was even smaller.So there was a situation that "there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings". A few Taiyi golden immortals dared to call themselves the great saints, causing the world to be restless.

Entering the auction house, Fang Yang's eyes suddenly brightened.

The auction house is located in a small world of green mountains and green waters. On the vast prairie, there are thousands of seats, large and small, arranged in the direction of Dutian Shensha. Spirit fruits and immortal wine have been prepared for the seats.

In the center of the prairie, there is a white jade square, on which there is a statue of the Great God Pan Gu.Compared with the Pangu statues in the outside world, this statue is more lifelike than you, and the aura of Pangu exudes, making people dare not desecrate it.

All living beings in the prehistoric world respect Pan Gu as the orthodox god of heaven and earth, but the only ones who erected a statue for Pan Gu are probably the Wu Clan.Even the three sects of Ren, Chan, and Jie who claim to be Pangu's orthodox sects have never offered sacrifices to Pangu.

Hou Shan led Fang Yang to a seat near the square.

"Fellow Daoist please!"

After Fang Yang was seated, Hou Shan took the seat on Fang Yang's left.

Before Fang Yang entered the auction house, some Da Luo Jinxian and Taiyi Jinxian had already come to the auction house.As soon as Fang Yang's face appeared, it attracted the attention of these monks.

"This Taoist is a friendly face. My Daoist Longshen comes from the Changbai Mountain Cave Heaven."

An old Taoist priest with white hair and long beard cupped his hands at Fang Yang and introduced himself.

Daoist Longshen, whose body is an innate spiritual ginseng, has cultivated the Tao through hard work.

During the period of Emperor Dihuang, a plague broke out in the human race.At that time, the emperor's cultivation base was still shallow, so he could only seek help from the saint sect.

The disciples of the sage know that there is a Daoist Longshen in Changbai Mountain, whose body can cure all diseases and detoxify all kinds of poisons.So a group of sage disciples formed a group to kill Changbai Mountain, intending to kill Lord Long Candao and use the body of Lord Long Candao to heal the people.

Taoist Long Can was certainly no match for the disciples of the sage, so he fought and fled, and came to this ancient city.

Jiufeng came forward to negotiate and asked Lord Long Candao to give up a thigh, which made the disciples of the sages give up.

Fang Yang turned his head and returned a salute: "This is Hengshan Dongtian, Fang Yang."

Hearing Fang Yang's name, the monks in the field were all shocked.

Fang Yang has been retreating, ignoring the outside world.Little did he know that his name had spread throughout Da Neng's circle.

"Fellow Taoist is Fangyang Daojun who fought against the avatars of the Emperor of Heaven and Queen Mother of the West on the Yangtze River Water Mansion, seized the dragon's head and crutches, and finally let the Water Emperor of the Yangtze River testify to Daluo?"

Taoist Longshen looked Fang Yang up and down with his eyes, as if he wanted to see Fang Yang through.

It didn't take long to repel the quasi-sage just after he got the Tao, even with the power of the formation, it was very powerful.

Fang Yang said modestly: "Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it! All fellow Taoists are seniors, so what's the point of mere cultivation here?"

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Fang Yang is also a member of our Pangu League."

"Isn't this obvious? Fellow Daoist Fang Yang has the sun-shooting bow of the witch clan in his hands."

Many monks talked about Fang Yang, and some of them even chatted with Fang Yang across the air and got acquainted formally.

Only then did Fang Yang know how powerful the Pangu League was.

The alliance between him and Hong Zhou seems to be a large number of people, covering the southern waters, but in fact, it is less than one ten-thousandth of the Pangu alliance.

The power of the Pangu League has penetrated into every corner of the world.They have drawn the star kings of the heavens, the underworld kings of the underworld, and the demon kings of the demon world into the alliance.

Yes, there is the Lord of Demons.

This demon king was very cold, sitting on the seat with a sword in his hand, neither speaking nor eating spiritual fruit, he wished to engrave the words "don't get close to strangers" on his face.

Fang Yang even suspected that there were people from the Pangu League even in the Heavenly Court and the Sage Sect.

Empress Houtu is in charge of the six realms of reincarnation, and it couldn't be easier to develop detailed operations.

However, Fang Yang thought again that even such a force could only retreat steadily in the face of Xuanmen.This shows that the power of Xuanmen is stronger than that of Pangu League.

"The Sage Sect is only a part of the Xuanmen's forces. The ancient giants such as Zhenyuan Daxian and Kunpeng Patriarch are also from the Xuanmen. In the future, we must be careful and careful!"

Ten days later, a big witch with silvery white hair, wrinkled face, and three white beards appeared on the square.

It was the first time Fang Yang saw such an old witch.

"This is Wu Xian, the high priest of our witch clan, and his status is not lower than the great witch Xiangliu."

A mental wave came into Fang Yang's mind, and it was Hou Shan who conveyed this wave.

Knowing the identity of this great witch, Fang Yang thought in his heart: "No wonder the witch clan dared to take out the innate spiritual treasure in front of so many Da Luo Jinxians."

Since he is at the same level as Xiangliu, Wu Xian at least has the strength of the early quasi-sage.The real quasi-sage is still a great witch, completely crushing Da Luo Jinxian.

"Everyone, among the auction items this time, there is an innate spirit treasure."

Wu Xian didn't use too much effort to speak, but his voice accurately reached everyone's ears.

He looked towards the field, and when he saw a face appearing, he deliberately explained it.

"Because the Xiantian Lingbao is special. Therefore, in the auction of the Xiantian Lingbao, we only collect luck, not merit. The Xiantian Lingbao, whoever gives more luck, can become the owner of the Xiantian Lingbao."

"For the previous auction item, you can bid boldly without worrying about consuming too much merit and missing the Xiantian Lingbao."

This was Fang Yang's first time entering the auction house, and it was also the first time he saw that there was actually an auction house collecting luck.

He was not surprised, since there are treasures of bad luck such as the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book in the world, there must be treasures or magical powers that can transfer luck.

However, Fang Yang immediately gave up the auction after knowing that luck was needed to obtain the Xiantian Lingbao.

Qi luck should be used where it should be used, and it should not be consumed casually.He has a total of eight innate spirit treasures in his hand, and it's really not worth giving up luck for this one.

Fang Yang withdrew from the auction, but the other monks did not retreat. They looked at Wu Xian with piercing eyes, waiting for the auction to start.

"The first treasure, Zhongpin Xiantian spiritual root enlightenment tea tree, starting price, ten acres of merit!"

Wu Xian waved his hand, and a picture appeared on the sky.

A tea tree with a height of hundreds of feet grows on the ground. The tea leaves are emerald green, and there are many innate runes on the leaves, which contain infinite truths.

Fang Yang looked at the Enlightenment tea tree in the picture, and thought of his meritorious spirit that was only fifty acres, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

One word, poor!

(End of this chapter)