Prehistoric: Beginning with Yugong Yishan

For many people, the establishment of Hate Heaven Sect is a life-saving medicine.

Those who have lost their loved ones, lost their homes, and lost everything just want to vent, and because they can't find an outlet, they can only hide their hatred and grief in their hearts, so aggrieved that their hearts are about to explode.

However, the emergence of the Hate Heaven Sect released the suppressed emotions in the hearts of these creatures.

In Yanzhou City, the flames of war for Conferring Gods and Calamity were extinguished, and prosperity was restored in the city. Immortals coming and going, sects and families returning, making the city extremely lively.

On this day, the Marquis of Yanzhou suddenly dispatched many soldiers, sealed off the whole city, and searched everywhere in the city, looking for something.

All the people who saw this scene hid back home one after another, not daring to stay outside for fear of encountering accidents.

The dispute between the Shang and Zhou Dynasties has come to an end, but the great merchants have operated for millions of years, and there are many remaining forces.These forces, dormant in the dark, are doing things everywhere under the banner of "anti-weekly resumption of business".

The common people are also afraid that the remnants of the former dynasty have come to Yanzhou.

However, the reality is not what people imagined.

In the sky, a patrol team composed entirely of Xuanxian is slowly patrolling over the city, and every time they fly a certain distance, they will issue an announcement.

"Listen, all the people in the city, Hate Heaven Sect spreads hatred and endangers the world. It has been labeled as a cult by the Emperor of Zhou. All the people of our Great Zhou Dynasty are not allowed to harbor cult members, provide gathering places for cults, and even less believe in cults."

This reassured many ordinary people that after a long time, the imperial court was arresting a cult.

The Marquis Mansion of Yanzhou did a great job and turned Yanzhou City upside down, but they couldn't find even a single member of the Heaven Hate Sect.

However, the imperial court never imagined that the main altar of Hate Heaven Sect is not in reality, but in a dream.

Out of the Twelve Lords of the Demonic Dao, Fang Yang didn't choose any of them, but chose the Demon Lord of Nightmare, because he took a fancy to the Demon Lord of Nightmare's supernatural powers in dreams.

A sect that preaches in dreams, who can find its traces?

In a fantasy space between reality and fiction, grotesque and indescribable in words, it was crowded with people, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see how many people there were.

These creatures include human races, demon races, ghost cultivators, corpse cultivators, and plant elves. The number is terrifying.

However, these creatures are just creatures from the land of Yanzhou, and compared with the creatures in the entire prehistoric region, they are only a drop in the bucket.

Because of the existence of these creatures, the space is full of resentment and hatred.

All of them looked towards the high platform in the center of the space. On the high platform, a killer was preaching to them.

"People in the world are ignorant, and are often deceived by the world's hypocrisy and hypocrisy, and dare not face their own hearts. After listening to my sermon, you can see through the falsehood, face your heart, and bravely admit the hatred in your heart. good."

"Killing people to pay for their lives, debts to pay back money, this is the real justice. Those of you who have not received justice, the hatred in your heart is like a big rock, weighing you down. You must vent the hatred in your heart Come out and let other people share with you, so that you can find real peace."

Fang Yang kept bewitching people's hearts, so as to let all beings release their hatred.

With his current status, he is the leader of a cult, so he will naturally do some things that a leader of a cult will do.

After listening to Fang Yang's words, a man in green shirt took the lead in responding. He stood up and said in a bitter voice, "Fellow Taoists, Pindao was originally from Zhongtiao Mountain. In the Xia Dynasty, Pindao was still a farmer with an old mother and a pregnant woman. Although his wife cannot live forever, she can live a happy life. When his wife was about to give birth, a plague suddenly struck and the whole village was infected."

Speaking of this, the man in the green shirt shed tears of pain.

Anyone can imagine what happened next.A person who is about to give birth will definitely die if he gets the plague.

People with underlying diseases or infirmities are most afraid of getting other diseases, which can easily kill a person.

The voice of the man in the blue shirt was choked up:
"Originally, there was a stable woman in the village. However, everyone got the plague and didn't even have the strength to go to the ground. My wife, the child in the wife's womb, died on that day. My mother was also ill because of this. , and never woke up again. Later, a fairy named Jinnara came to the village and drove away the plague god for us. However, my mother, wife, and children all died. I hate it!"

"I begged Immortal Kinnara to tell me about the origin of the God of Plague. Immortal Kinnara was not willing to tell me. I died to show my will, and Kinnara was willing to let go."

Hearing this, everyone felt sympathy for the Qingshan man.For a man to watch his wife and children die, there is probably nothing more painful than this.

"It turns out that the plague in our village was spread by the immortals of Jiejiao."

The young man in the green shirt looked crazy and kept laughing, "It turns out that this is the ability of the sage to teach! What intercepts a chance of life, what is taught without discrimination, I am bah!"

Hearing that it was Jiejiao's masterpiece, everyone present gritted their teeth, and the fire of hatred rose.

Soon, the next complainer also stood up.

"Friends, the fellow Taoist just now was very miserable, but he is not the worst. My name is Lin Bian, and I am the young president of the Tianyong Chamber of Commerce in Weiyuan City. I"

This person's hatred was even deeper than the previous one's. He was not afraid of revealing his identity, even telling his own name and origin.

The experience of this complaint is simpler than that of the previous one, but the pain is really painful.

Back then, Fang Yang encountered the envoy of Seven Stars slaughtering the city. Coincidentally, the complainer was the one who was slaughtered in the city.

He didn't survive, his whole family, and himself died at the hands of the Seven Star Messenger.

If Fang Yang hadn't shot the long-eared Dingguang Immortal, his soul would still be trapped in the phantom bones, and it would be difficult for him to survive.

That's right! Now he is a ghost cultivator!
"That Tongtian dog thief, who claims to be the authentic Pangu, the leader of the immortal way, shields his disciples and slaughters the common people. What qualifications does such a person have to be a saint?"

Because the hatred was too deep, the complainer ignored him and scolded Master Tongtian.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this.They didn't expect that someone would be so fierce that even a saint would dare to arrange it.

However, Fang Yang nodded secretly.

This complainer is not stupid, the Master Tongtian was imprisoned in Zixiao Palace, and he will not be able to get out after this immeasurable kalpa, so of course he can scold him casually.Anyway, this complainer will not survive the next reincarnation.

That being the case, what is there not to dare to scold?

"What a pure power of hatred."

Fang Yang used his thoughts to grasp, and grasped the hatred from the complainer in his hands.

After observation, he found that the complainer was really bitter, far more than ordinary believers. (end of this chapter)