Prehistoric: Preaching Will Return Ten Thousand Times, Scaring All the Saints to Tears

Good news: I traveled through the prehistoric times for three hundred years, controlled the sky, and preached in return ten thousand times. Bad news: I'm just an outer sect of Jiejiao Sanxian, and the whole world thinks that the curtain was opened by heaven. Even worse news: There are still 499 years left before the Conferred God Tribulation, and those who are on the list will die on the list. The best news: When I preach, I get paid back ten thousand times, and saints line up to listen. Others rely on meditation to cultivate immortality, but I rely on calculations to achieve immortality - mathematical enlightenment, physical destruction of catastrophes, information theory layout, and dimensionality reduction attacks that prehistoric monks cannot understand. One sentence awakens the old monk who has been stuck in the realm for 500 years, and one sentence changes Shen Gongbao's life. Merits are points, luck is people's hearts, and calamity is auditing. There is no other name on the list of gods, but he plays chess in the calamity game. Leader Tongtian: This outer disciple... Is a bit interesting. The Second Sage of the West: This son is destined to be in the West! Ye Qingxuan: Don't worry, everyone, this is a lesson for Pindao, one lesson and one calamity. All living beings in the wild: What exactly is the canopy? Ye Qingxuan: I started the live broadcast. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.