I woke up after 300 million years

The representative of Red Dust Valley, the Master of Three Valleys, Iron Hammer, was still in the middle stage of the Saint King a year ago. He has reached the late stage of the Saint King after practicing in Yongzhou, the Holy Land. His bronze skin and burly body give him a strong sense of strength.

The representative of Tianfa Building, the man with a worrying hairline and a third-level advocate on the second floor, has a middle-level cultivation level on the other side.

The representative of the Soul Sect, the Second Elder Hun Flute, is a graceful and beautiful woman with a middle-level cultivation on the other side.

The representative of the ancient sect, the great elder Gu Chen, is an old man over fifty years old, with peak cultivation level on the other side.

"Palace Master Mo, I'm sorry, I was late due to a plane jam on the road." The nervous Iron Hammer walked into the hall with a rough and heroic voice. Seeing everyone's silence, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong? I'm just a little late. Yes, why are you so serious? I also brought local specialties from Hongchen Valley..."

The soul flute with charming eyes smiled playfully and whispered:

"It's interesting. Xuan Jiu and this big lion are kneeling on the ground, and Chu Lan and Mo Qingwu are confronting each other. What kind of show is this?"

The unsmiling Zhang San adjusted his black glasses and guessed:

"Xuan Jiu spoke without restraint. He collided with Mo Qingwu, or maybe he teased Jian Xi."

The two-meter-tall Gu Chen broke the deadlock and asked loudly:

"Palace Master Mo, why did you summon us suddenly?"

After finding the steps, Chu Lan immediately changed the topic, stood in the middle of the palace, and said:

"Everyone, we are called here for two things, which are related to the future of the Dao Alliance!"

Everyone looked at each other.

"It is related to the future of the Dao Alliance" is not a simple statement. Do they not know that Lan is bluffing? Did something really happen that endangered the Dao Alliance?

Mo Qingwu was taciturn and did not interrupt, quietly watching the great elder's performance.

Chu Lan understood people's hearts very well and deliberately paused for five seconds before explaining slowly:

"The first thing is that our Fairy Palace was attacked by an extraordinary organization. It was a group of unheard of and unseen monsters..."

Immediately, she recounted the experiences of the Fairy Palace in the past month.

Before anyone could speak, Chu Lan spoke with emotion:

"I believe you all know what this means. Needless to say, I don't need to say more about the horror of extraordinary organizations. Once the Fairy Palace is lost and falls into chaos, the next target of those monsters..."

She glanced at everyone present, meaningfully.

The oldest and most famous scholar spoke:

"Chu Lan, I am also a well-read scholar, and I have come into contact with many extraordinary people and monsters. But the monster you described is even ignorant of me. Is it really that powerful?"

"A black elf? An angel with black and white wings? A butterfly that freezes or burns when touched? It sounds more magical than a monster. I wonder if you can absorb the soul after killing it and gain magical powers?" Soul Flute said to himself with great interest, thinking about something. Weird things.

Gu Chen, the second strongest person present, solemnly said:

"This is indeed related to the future of the Dao Alliance. We thought that the Extraordinary Organization would keep their word and fight to the death in the Valley of Gods. However, they have already sent people to sneak into Daxia and prepare to drain the fire. If the Fairy Palace suffers heavy losses or even dies, what will happen next time? Where to go!"

Zhang San, a middle-aged man with a worrying hairline, looked at the beautiful woman and said straight to the point:

"So, you summoned us just to join forces to deal with those monsters?"

"It's not that I underestimate everyone present. Palace Master Mo, the great master of the world, can't catch those monsters. What's the use of a group of us in the Holy King Realm and the Other Shore Realm?"

What he said was very straightforward, but it was true.

Sun Mo: "The main force of my Tongtian Sect has gone to the Valley of Gods."

Qian Xi: "Are we looking for death if we go head-to-head with those monsters?"

Iron Hammer: "I don't understand this mess. If there is a problem in the Fairy Palace, I will be the first to go!"

Everyone spoke freely, Chu Lan walked slowly in the palace, with bright black eyes, raised her hand and interrupted:

"Everyone, why should you belittle yourselves? The ten families of our Taoist Alliance all have extraordinary abilities. Inviting you to come is not a desperate effort. As we all know, our Fairy Palace is not good at formations or seals."

At this point, the old fox present understood.

Scholar Wenren leaned on a dragon-headed crutch, "You mean, we just need to set up a big formation to trap those monsters?"

"That's right." Chu Lan said bluntly, "Mo Qingwu's strength can kill those monsters, but he just can't catch them. If you can trap the monsters, you can leave the rest to us."

Everyone frowned, feeling that Chu Lan was becoming more and more arrogant. His tone and demeanor did not take Mo Qingwu seriously at all, and they couldn't figure out who was the leader of the Fairy Palace for a while.

In the main seat, Mo Qingwu closed her eyes and rested her mind, tapping the armrest rhythmically with her right index finger, as if she didn't care about it, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Gu Chen picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip of tea, saying with an old-fashioned tone:

"We can cooperate. After all, the Daomeng family is both prosperous and destructive."

"What about the second thing?"

In an instant, Chu Lan walked up the stairs and stood in front of Mo Qingwu, overlooking the crowd, looking full of energy.

"The battle at the Valley of Gods, Jianhe and the seniors will not be able to come back in a short time. This will be the most terrifying war in the history of our monasticism and the extraordinary organization!"

The dragon-head crutch struck the ground. Scholar Wenren guessed some of the consequences. Wrinkles accumulated at the corners of his eyes and his voice was old. "You don't need to say more about the battle situation. Let's focus on the key points."

Taking a deep breath, Chu Lan did not beat around the bush and spoke concisely:

"After all, the acting alliance leader cannot represent the alliance leader. We should elect a second alliance leader, the alliance leader who truly controls the real power. The election method is simple, and the disciples fight with each other. Whoever's disciple wins the final victory will be the alliance leader."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone was shocked.

"Nonsense!" Gu Chen crushed the teacup and shouted sternly, "Second leader? Is there something wrong with your brain? Jianhe is working hard in the Valley of Gods, but you are trying to evade him from behind! You bastard!"

"A wolf's ambition, a wolf's ambition!" The famous scholar shook his head repeatedly.

Soul Flute wore a skimpy black dress and expressed different opinions:

"Why not? Chu Lan is right. Jianhe will be in the Valley of the Gods for as little as three to five years, or as long as more than ten years. The Taoist Alliance needs a leader who is truly wise, strategic, and visionary."

"Second the proposal." Qian Xi clasped his fingers on his knees and stated with reason, "During the time Jianhe left Daxia, Palace Master Mo did nothing. This is a special period. We lack cohesion and need a soul figure... ... Martial arts, firstly, can select the next generation of the most powerful talent of the Dao Alliance and devote resources to training, and secondly, the person who can cultivate the strongest talent is essentially suitable to be the leader of the alliance."

For a moment, everyone started arguing.

Without Jian He, your desire for power will not be hidden...Chu Lan smiled slanderingly and manipulated people's hearts, moving one step closer to the plan.

She coughed, attracting everyone's attention, and said:

"Let's do this. As per the old rules, those who agree to elect the second leader of the powerful alliance will raise their hands."

Soul Flute was the first to raise his hand, followed by Chu Lan, Zhang San, Qian Xi, Sun Mo, and Tie Chui.

"And me! I agree too!" Xuan Jiu shouted, kneeling on the ground.

Representatives of the ten major forces, except for the two elders, Wenren Scholar and Gu Chen, plus Jian Xi, who has the lowest sense of presence, all the others agreed.

The scholar Wenren was heartbroken. Although he knew that the Dao Alliance was experiencing internal and external troubles, the seriousness was beyond his expectation.

There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys dominate!

Everyone had just wanted to help the Fairy Palace, but when interests were involved, their ugly faces were immediately exposed, and they even discussed the matter in front of Mo Qingwu, the acting alliance leader.

"The minority obeys the majority, two seniors, are you going to stand by and watch?" Chu Lan looked confident of winning. As for Jian Xi, she was decisively ignored. A 23-year-old little girl with mid-level supernatural powers was not qualified to speak on such an occasion. .

In fact, many forces have long been dissatisfied with the Sword Sect. Over the years, the alliance leader has ignored the Dao Alliance and has been practicing in seclusion. They let them discuss all major and small matters by themselves, and purely took care of it.

Scholar Wenren and Gu Chen looked at each other and sighed.

Watching, how could they watch, even if they feel guilty, they still want to participate in the fight.

They are not afraid that Jian He will go crazy when he comes back. This is the collective wish of the Dao Alliance. Jian He is strong and does not dare to kill them. Sometimes, strong strength does not determine everything.

Chu Lan looked back at Mo Qingwu, who had her eyes closed, and announced with a smile:

"Everyone, I'll see you at the Fairy Palace Competition Stage in two days. I believe that your best disciples have not gone to the Valley of Gods. This is their best stage. I hope you won't hide your clumsiness."

Everyone smiled awkwardly.

The best geniuses represent the future of a force. Naturally, they cannot be sent to a place like the Valley of the Gods where they have a narrow chance of death. If they die in battle, it will be an unbearable loss for them.

"See you in two days." Zhang San clasped his hands and walked out of the hall.

Xuan Jiu suddenly noticed that the pressure had disappeared, got up angrily, and left with a cold snort.

The others all said goodbye, but Jian Xi stood beside the stone pillar.

The ice blue palace returned to silence. Chu Lan glanced at Jian Xi, then turned to Mo Qingwu:

"This is my mother's wish. You must obey. You can also let Yun Ni participate."

After saying that, she disappeared into the hall in an instant.

【join? Join me as a hammer, I would have illuminated my heart by the moon, but the bright moon illuminated the ditch, hahaha...well done! In this way, I can resign my status as Palace Master and Acting Alliance Leader with a clear conscience, and then take my big white-legged apprentice around for fun. When I have enough fun, I can go find Jian He. Although the Valley of Gods is dangerous, Father Yan will definitely not see anything happen to me. It feels like having a backer - cool! 】

[A bunch of fools, think Jianhe cares about the identity of the alliance leader? Jianhe just wanted to fulfill his father's last wish, to become the leader of the Dao League and lead the Dao League to rise. Now, if you are backstabbing, don't blame us for being ruthless...]

The more Mo Qingwu thought about it, the happier she became, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

Jian Xi was stunned by this sight, hesitated for a few seconds, and shouted softly:

"Palace Master, are you okay?"

Mo Qingwu calmed down, opened her eyes, and couldn't help but smile, "It's okay, it's okay, Chu Lan's proposal this time won my heart."

"Ah?" Jian Xi was confused.

Mo Qingwu stretched out, finally no longer having to act cold when no one was around, and said happily:

"Ah what? I noticed that the older you get, the stranger you become to me. I hugged you when you were naked. You were so cute then!"

Hearing this, Jian Xi's face turned red, and he smiled awkwardly but politely:

"You are the elder, and my father taught me to respect our elders."

"Yes, your father really raised a good girl." Mo Qingwu complained and waved, "Come here, Aunt Mo, give her a hug."

"..." Jian Xi stood there, at a loss.

This girl, I haven't seen her for three years, is a bit dull, and she hates people who have no sense of boundaries... Mo Qingwu is not good at dealing with this kind of situation, or should I say, not good at dealing with Jian Xi.

The two of them looked at each other, and the awkward atmosphere was visible to the naked eye.

As an elder, Mo Qingwu asked tentatively:

"Xiao Xi, if your father wants to get a wife, do you agree?"

"Ah?" Jian Xi's eyes widened, and it took him a long time to recover. He couldn't believe it, "Father and senior Yan Ruyu?"

With a click, the armrest of the main seat broke. The corners of Mo Qingwu's mouth twitched and she asked with a forced smile:

"Why do you think it's Yan Ruyu?"

Jian Xi flipped up her hair that covered her eyes, acting like a gentle lady, and said frankly:

"My father is married and senior Yan Ruyu is married. The two married people have reorganized their families and are more accepting of each other. I don't have any ideas. I can't control what my father wants to do."

Please, what are you thinking? Do married people have to find married people? I really should take you to the outside world for a walk. Jianhe protects you too much... Mo Qingwu rubbed the corners of her eyes and said:

"what about me?"

"You?" Jian Xi was shocked and smiled, "Palace Master, please don't tease me. You are pure and pure, your cultivation is so powerful that you have countless suitors. My father is in his 50s and has two children."

After listening, Mo Qingwu's eyes became a little sad.

The seemingly gentle Jian Xi is more difficult to deal with than she imagined.

Forget it, let the water flow slowly, I am not short of time anyway... With the thought coming through, Mo Qingwu came to the girl, held her soft palm, and told as she walked:

"Take you to see a senior that your father respects, and he also saved my life and your father's life."

Saved my father's life!

Jian Xi looked stunned and blurted out, "Yan Ba?"