"In the entire Great Bright Sea, high-level techniques and elixirs are all monopolized by these aristocratic families. People from aristocratic families are born with countless resources. Even those who are as stupid as a pig can build a foundation and build a purple mansion.
On the other hand, we have practiced hard and risked our lives to find resources, but in the end we can only be exploited by these worlds, exchanging a large amount of resources for a negligible chance of advancement.
You say, is this fair? "
In a valley, a young monk full of fanaticism was waving his arms and giving a passionate speech. A group of low-level monks below were also moved by their emotions and shouted: Unfair.
"In the face of these powerful families, we can only unite. One person's power is weak, but ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, or tens of millions of people are a force that can break the darkness."
"Rise up, oppressed people."
"Rise up, oppressed people..."
"The blood in my heart is already boiling, and I have to fight for a new world."
"The blood in my heart has boiled, and I have to fight for a new world..."
...
In just over ten days, Wang Chong did not use any magic power or supernatural powers. He just broke into the casual cultivator alliance, found a few talented people and passed on some new ideas to them. After the new ideas, a man named The organization of the 'Truth Cult' took root and thrived in the alliance.
The congregation has grown from a few people to a dozen, to hundreds, to thousands. Now, although most of them are just minor cultivators practicing Qi and building foundations, the number has grown to tens of thousands.
It has even broken through the casual cultivator alliance and started to spread rapidly towards the children of small families and the low-level cultivators who were not taken seriously in the big families.
There are tens of thousands of people today, and there may be 20,000 or 30,000 tomorrow.
At this time, the eyes of the senior officials of Daguangming Island were all focused on the Little Four Sea Realm. Although some people noticed something was wrong, they did not care about it for the time being. After all, they were just minor cultivators who practiced Qi and built foundations, so they were really not worth mentioning.
In this slightly chaotic situation, the 'Truth Cult' rapidly expanded. In less than half a month, it basically wiped out all the lower-level monks on Great Guangming Island, and its followers reached an astonishing number of more than 300,000.
At this point, any attempt to deceive people with words will naturally fail. Wang Chong took the right opportunity and created a 'Lord of Truth' for these followers to worship.
Well...this so-called 'Truth Taoist Lord' is actually Wang Chong's Biluo Huangquan mana. Combined with the Six Sun Conferring God Method, which was created by drawing lessons from the Demonic Way and the Heavenly Demon Seizing the Way, these truth sect members can use the Tianhe mana For your own use.
Although the more you use it, the deeper the entanglement between your soul and Biluo Huangquan. After death, regardless of whether there is Hades or not, you can only reincarnate in the underworld, but this mere trouble is nothing compared to the Tianhe mana that everyone has borrowed now. interest only.
The first person to notice the seriousness of the situation was not the Incarnation of the Great Guangming Island, nor the True Lord Nascent Soul of the Thirteen Families, but the most low-key Nascent Soul in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
This person's name is Yan Minghua. He built the foundation at the age of sixty, the Purple Mansion at the age of 200, the Golden Elixir at the age of 400, and achieved Nascent Soul at the age of a thousand. Every breakthrough was extremely reluctant, and he only had to fight to the death when his longevity was not long. success.
Not to mention compared to Sun En and other geniuses who became Yuanying within a hundred years of their debut, or compared with the other Yuanyings who were also casual cultivators, they were all representatives with extremely poor qualifications.
Perhaps it was the hard work along the way that sharpened Yan Zhenjun's wisdom. He had already paid attention to the Truth Religion when it first appeared. However, the 'Truth Religion' at that time was still a very small organization.
Although the thoughts and theories were earth-shattering, he was weak in strength after all. Although Yan Zhenjun was aware of the danger, he was also curious in his heart, so he chose to watch indifferently and pay attention secretly.
As a result, in just one month, the 'Truth Cult' that could be crushed to death with one finger has now grown to a behemoth that has emptied the foundation of the entire Great Guangming Island.
"Master of Truth? The Six-Yang Divine Conferment Technique?"
The Six Yang God Conferring Technique is originally just a secret spell used to draw on Tianhe's magic power. If you want to use Tianhe's magic power, you must first sink your mind or innate soul into the underworld. Otherwise, this so-called Conferring God Technique , which is of no use at all.
Yan Minghua tried several times, but received no response. His eyes darkened slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice:
"Go and invite Manager Yang."
"yes..."
The person who answered was Zifu from the Loose Cultivator Alliance, um... he was also a member of the Truth Cult.
Manager Yang, whose name is Yang Sancai, is now the leader of the Truth Sect. A month ago, he was a somewhat resentful and mediocre foundation-building cultivator. Now, one month has passed, and he is "loved" by Heavenly Dao, and Wang Chong is devoted to him. Cultivated', has become a Zifu monk.
And he is still the kind of Zifu who can kill the golden elixir with one palm after using the Six Yang God Conferment Technique.
At this moment, Yang Sancai was at his most glorious moment. Even when facing Nascent Soul, he held his head high and his chest high, with great momentum.
Yan Minghua didn't seem to want to compete with this rising leader of truth. He took the initiative to put down his body, stood up to greet him, and bowed first:
"Master Yang, please sit down."
Yang Sancai nodded, as a response, then he sat down and said in a low voice:
"The unknown deputy leader invited me here. Why?"
A month ago, the little cultivator of Foundation Establishment was bullied everywhere. Now he has become the leader of truth. With more than 300,000 followers under his command, and with the Tianhe mana borrowed from the Liuyang Divine Conferment Technique, this leader Yang has obviously forgotten his original intention. .
He is imitating the behavior of the heads of the aristocratic families that he hated the most at the beginning. He even calls him "I", and his attitude towards Yan Minghua, the true king, is a bit condescending.
Yan Minghua didn't care. After making a gesture of invitation, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip before saying:
"I want to join the Truth Religion, but I have some doubts. Is it possible to meet the Supreme Leader?"
The supreme leader was naturally talking about Wang Chong. After Wang Chong found some talented people in Yang Sancai and trained them, he passed down the statue of the Lord of Truth and the Six Yang God Conferment Method, and basically never interfered again.
The members of the Truth Sect only know that there is such a founding leader, but they don't know who he is. They can only call him Taishang leader. Although Yan Minghua has been secretly paying attention to it, he has not been able to get the slightest clue about Wang Chong.
"The Supreme Leader? Haha... Our religion does not have a Supreme Leader, but I know who the True Lord is, Mr. Wang, or even the Holy Master, the embodiment of truth. I am afraid it will not be easy to ask for an audience. If the True Lord is sincere, , it’s better to join the religion first, and then I can introduce you to you!”
Yang Sancai waved his hand and refused without hesitation. He looked at Yan Minghua with a half-smile, waiting for the True Lord's decision.
"The Holy Master? I'm afraid he's the most powerful demon in the world!" Yan Minghua laughed mockingly in his heart. After thinking carefully for a moment, he nodded and said:
"Okay, I'll join the Truth Cult."
For him, it doesn't matter whether he is the sage master or the greatest demon. Only his own eldest son is real. As long as he can live forever, the rest are just trivial matters.
