Chapter 1000 Feng Linglong's Disciple

The nine immortal emperors were willing to hand over their spoils, not only for mutual supervision, but also for the sake of profit.

Fang Yang knew deeply that if you want the horse to run, you have to let it eat grass.

In the hands of the nine immortal emperors, the chaotic creatures can only be used for refining and improving the origin of the natal world. After they are in Fang Yang's hands, Fang Yang will not only reward them with merits that can improve the origin of the natal world, but also help them to reach a higher level.

The nine immortal emperors calculated this account very clearly.

Hearing the five immortal emperors talking about the Hongmeng Enlightenment Fruit, Fang Yang also felt it was a pity. He has comprehended the secret of the Hongmeng Enlightenment Tree:

Every time the Hongmeng Enlightenment Tree bears fruit, it consumes not spiritual energy, but luck. According to the principle of equivalent substitution, for every Hongmeng Enlightenment Fruit, the Hongmeng Enlightenment Tree has to consume the luck of a great master.

The current luck of the Wusheng Sect is indeed very strong, but it is also unrealistic to prepare a Hongmeng Enlightenment Fruit for every master in the sect.

Whether or not he can get the chance to be promoted to a great master depends on the performance of the master in the sect.

After making sure that his trusted generals were doing a good job, Fang Yang showed up and handed the Chaos Slime he had captured to the five immortal emperors, asking them to take it back to the prehistoric world.

He didn't know how long this trip would take. If something went wrong and he lost the Chaos Slime, he would feel bad.

Chaos travel is lonely and empty. After flying for thousands of years, he reached a chaotic area that no prehistoric creature had ever reached.

Fang Yang condensed his divine thoughts into a straight line, extending infinitely, like a radar, constantly scanning the scenery in the depths of chaos.

The divine thoughts of a spokesperson condensed into a straight line, and its strength can be imagined, directly penetrating into the chaotic time and space that is unknown how far away. All chaotic creatures, chaotic islands, and chaotic fragments are nowhere to be found.

Near the prehistoric world, he did not dare to let go, fearing that his exploration would attract enemies. When he reached the depths of the chaos, he had nothing to worry about.

This scan brought him more gains. No matter what realm of chaotic creatures, they all became his possessions.

Three hundred years later, he observed a world, a world that was being nurtured.

The chaos in this area naturally separated, the clear air rose, the turbid air sank, the laws of the avenue were infused between the heaven and the earth, and the seeds of the stars fell on the nine heavens, and the earth also rose with a majestic life essence.

He saw an indescribable shadow in the center of the world, and at that moment, he couldn't see what the shadow was.

Fang Yang only took a look and didn't dare to look again. He chose another direction, tearing the space tens of thousands of times in a row, and moved away from the previous position.

This kind of place is either the supreme being is creating the world, or the avenue is building a new experimental factory. In either case, he can't get close to it at this stage.

He is sure that any existence who takes another look or gets closer to this area will inevitably suffer a great retribution.

Fang Yang, who observed the test site, did not become a frightened bird. He calmed down and began to compare the chaotic world with the prehistoric world.

Starting from the atomic structure, the universe is a huge cycle. Every time you jump out of a cycle, you will enter the next larger cycle.

Regardless of whether there is a larger cycle outside the chaotic world, for now, the chaotic world and the prehistoric world have too many similarities.

The three thousand demons correspond to the three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace, the founding spirit corresponds to the Hongjun ancestor, and the chaotic saint corresponds to the heavenly saint. So what is the essence of the world, what is the saint, and what is the spokesperson?

In the end, Fang Yang gave up the exploration and continued to explore.

His realm is not enough, and he doesn't know much about the chaotic world. He can't see through the whole world with what he knows.

Now he can't even open up a prehistoric world. When he has the ability to open up the prehistoric world, he will have the strength to explore the true secrets of chaos.

The chaotic world is so vast that there is no edge forever. Fang Yang even suspects that he has never moved at all. However, the belief in capturing the Chaos Demon God supported him and allowed him to stick to his beliefs.

At this time, in order to make the Dharma body have peak combat power, Fang Yang's main body has been in seclusion, and all his mind has descended on the Dharma body.

Once this journey begins, there is no reason to give up.

Another eight thousand years passed, and Fang Yang finally made a discovery.

In the distant void, a colorful fairy light suddenly appeared. A woman in a long flowing cloud skirt held a seven-color divine stone, pushed away the chaotic void, and fled forward at a very fast speed.

Why is it called fleeing? Because there are three Taoists chasing behind her. The three people, like the female fairy, are all Taiyi Jinxian cultivation.

Of course, their own cultivation system may not have the realm of Taiyi Jinxian, but their cultivation is undoubtedly at the stage of Taiyi Jinxian.

"They are all chaotic creatures, and the innate Dao body of chaos is also in human form?"

Fang Yang saw these three men and one woman and immediately deduced their identities.

Unless the creatures of the universe have cultivated to the level of Daluo Jinxian or undergone some kind of life transformation, there is absolutely no way for them to move freely in the chaotic world.

"Junior Sister Yuming, you dare to leave the Burning Heaven Sect without permission, why don't you surrender quickly and follow us back to the Burning Heaven Sect to be punished!"

The Burning Heaven Sect's Taiyi was aggressive and chased after him, as if he would not stop until he achieved his goal.

The woman named Yu Ming sighed softly upon hearing this, her voice clear and firm: "I will not go back. It is better to kill me directly than to let me return to the cold and ruthless Burning Heaven Sect that has remained the same for millions of years. I must find the world opened up by Pangu and find my true love."

"Okay, in that case, we will fulfill your wish!"

The Burning Heaven Sect Taiyi was furious upon hearing this, and each of them attacked Yu Ming.

There is no such thing as exciting or not in the chase between a group of Taiyi Jinxian. In fact, under the powerful world laws of the chaotic world, the little power of Taiyi Jinxian is pitifully weak.

"Bentian Sect, go to the prehistoric world to find true love, did this woman meet Feng Linglong's family?"

Hearing the woman's words, Fang Yang felt that he had opened his eyes today. A good Taiyi Jinxian, not doing his job, not willing to practice, but going to find true love.

Fang Yang didn't know that his sigh really revealed the truth.

This woman named Yu Ming actually met Feng Linglong's family, and Feng Linglong's family appeared in front of her as her saviors.

Feng Linglong and others are running around in the chaos to spread their true love. They swear to spread their true love to every corner of the chaos.

Yu Ming has already worshipped Feng Linglong as her master! (End of this chapter)