I woke up after 300 million years

The silence speaks.

The atmosphere was already heightened, and Le Huanhuan wanted to show off, but the words "Yan Fan" made her speechless, and she even began to doubt her own charm.

But when she lowered her head and saw that her toes were not visible, her skin was white, tender and delicate, and her milky white dress slightly covered her ankles. Although she was a little conservative, it did not hinder the display of her perfect figure. She also specially applied lipstick on her lips this morning, which made her look light. Red and attractive.

With a cool personality and a first-class appearance, coupled with Tianyi realm cultivation, and being the leader of a hundred-person Peerless Army, Le Huanhuan is a person that attracts everyone's attention wherever he goes.

Le Huanhuan refused to give up and said awkwardly but politely:

"Ancestor, I also know poetry and Wushuang chess."

Yan Fan put his hands on his knees and said, "Not interested."

"By the way, I'm also a first-class cook, especially pastries and the like."

Yan Fan closed his eyes and yawned, "I'm not hungry."

"I...archery, sword dancing, horseback riding..."

I have to say that Le Huanhuan is indeed excellent. In one sentence, he can be described as: Wen can bring peace to the world with his pen, and he can use his horse to fix the world with force.

She has both the qualities of a talented woman and the ability of a military commander.

Le Huanhuan was anxious. All her talents were rejected by Yan Fan, which made her feel useless. In the Wushuang Palace, once she loses her value, the end will not be good.

"me......"

Yan Fan saw the woman "I" couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and her face was as red as a peach.

The evening breeze blew the white hair on the temples and healed the scars of memories. Yan Fan didn't want to embarrass the other party.

"Let's do this, you teach me how to practice, and by the way, tell me what cultivators should pay attention to."

"Ah?" Le Huanhuan's expression was dull. It took him a long time to regain his composure and humbly expressed, "Ancestor, your cultivation is as profound as the heaven and the earth. You live as long as the sky and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon. My little girl has little talent and little knowledge. How dare I teach you? What I have learned are all techniques given by the Emperor."

Yan Fan exhaled a thick breath and said in a mellow voice:

"No need to be modest, Mu Changsheng should have told you that I have lost my memory. Let alone cultivation, I don't know how to use the power in my body. Now I am like a child with a powerful weapon, but I don't know how to use the weapon. You know I mean."

Zhong Lingyuxiu's Le Huanhuan hesitated for seven seconds and nodded, "That little girl is offended."

Next, Le Huanhuan started to learn everything about Yan Fan, a popular science cultivator.

"Old Ancestor, cultivation is not possible for everyone. There is a certain threshold. It can be judged mainly from two points. One is talent, and the other is bones. People who have no talent for cultivation or people with average bones will not be able to do it even if they are given a peerless secret book. It’s impossible to practice successfully.”

"What our Wushuang Army practices together is the Emperor's self-created Kung Fu "Wushuang Jue". There are five levels in total, and the highest level can be cultivated to the Heavenly Realm... The Emperor promised me that if one year later, ancestor, you If they are satisfied with me, they will give me the fairy-level secret method. It will not be a big problem to break through to the third level of the Ascension Realm, but my qualifications are not particularly good. There is a high probability that the third level will be the limit of my life."

"Even so, he can live for four thousand years."

Yan Fan blinked his eyes, crossed his arms over his chest, and asked:

"Cultivation can increase your lifespan a lot?"

"Yes." Le Huanhuan nodded firmly, collected his thoughts, and continued, "The life span of the Enlightenment Realm is increased by one hundred years, the Secret Treasure Realm is increased by two hundred years, the Mystical Power Realm is increased by three hundred years, and the King's Realm is increased by four hundred years. The life span of a person in the Heavenly Realm will be increased by five hundred years, and in the Ascension Realm, a person's lifespan will be increased by a thousand years for every breakthrough to the Heavenly Level, and the lifespan of an Immortal Realm will be tens of thousands of years."

......

A week later.

The morning breeze was slightly cool, and the temperature was gradually dropping in this season. Many unskilled civil servants put on thick clothes, and went to the morning court together with people from their respective factions in groups.

In the palace, Yan Fan in white was taking a walk, followed by Le Huanhuan.

After this period of study, he had a deep understanding of Cangdi and Beihuangzhou.

In fact, despite the fact that the Cang Di belongs to the lower realm, when the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were complete, countless powerful men were born in the Cang Di, and countless supreme and holy kings were buried. Jiu Tian often sent people to search for the tombs of these powerful men, hoping to leave all the remains behind. Taken away to the upper realm, so it is not uncommon for the lower realm of the immortal family.

Beihuang Continent ranks seventh in the Three Thousand Continent in terms of area. It is rich in resources and has countless forces. The three strongest forces are the Proud Dynasty, the Imperial City of Royal Power, and the rising star Unparalleled Dynasty.

The Wushuang Dynasty rose too fast, mainly because Mu Changsheng robbed too many resources and treasures of Beihuang Continent. Therefore, Wushuang Imperial City made thousands of enemies in Beihuang Continent. All major forces wanted to kill Wushuang Dynasty and Mu Changsheng. , divide resources.

This resulted in constant wars on the borders of the Wushuang Dynasty.

Regarding cultivation, Yan Fan ran into a problem.

His cultivation level is at the ninth level of Ascension Realm, but the power in his body does not match the Dao. When he exerts his power, it is suppressed by the Dao. His cultivation level at the ninth level can only unleash the strength of the first level. He is considered to have the highest cultivation level in history. A cultivator with very weak combat power.

After Mu Changsheng learned about it, he suggested that Yan Fan convert the power in his body. When all the power is converted into the true spirit of the avenue, there will be no suppression by the avenue.

He also gave Yan Fan two immortal-level exercises, "The Art of Illuminating Heaven" and "The Sword Art of the Red Dust".

Of course, Mu Changsheng's current achievements could not only rely on the "Book of Beginnings" on the red coffin.

...Walking, walking, Yan Fan saw a group of charming women dressed coolly and standing in the middle of the square. The palace maids were measuring the figures of those women.

Yan Fan stopped at the high platform and was confused, "What are you doing?"

Le Huanhuan wore a red dress and explained vividly:

"Ancestor, in half a month it will be the annual concubine selection day. These women are selected from all over the Wushuang Dynasty. If they meet the standards, they can enter the palace and become the emperor's concubines."

"But... you also know that the Emperor is not a womanizer. This matter is entirely handled by the ministers. They say that they do not want the Mu family to have no heirs, and they will definitely select a woman that the Emperor is satisfied with. "

After talking for a while, Le Huanhuan said frankly, "Ancestor, you can choose at will if you like. They are all beauties selected from a million, with both talent and wisdom. The Wushuang Dynasty has a thousand big cities and three thousand small cities under its command. Each city has a yearly It’s not easy for them to elect a woman to get to this point.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Fan frowned and looked at them. He had to say that these women were beautiful, with impeccable appearance and figure.

The Wushuang Dynasty had a large city with over [-] million people, and a small city with over [-] million people. It was natural that they could fight their way out of hundreds of millions of people.

"It's not that simple." Yan Fan said clearly, "Some women look like they are either rich or noble, and they behave like a lady..."

Le Huanhuan admired at the side, "The ancestors have wise eyes, and the civil and military officials cannot be so kind. Many of the women are their own people they trained, or they are daughters, granddaughters, etc. If the emperor really falls in love with a certain woman, then what is behind the woman? His power will surely rise to great heights, leaping from branch to branch."

Yan Fan put his hands behind his back and complained, "There are intrigues everywhere."

Without stopping for long, he walked down the high platform and passed by thousands of women.

The civil servant responsible for the first round of elimination raised his eyebrows when he saw this.

"Who is this person? He didn't wear official uniform, and he didn't go to court in the morning. How unbecoming is it to be walking around with a woman in the palace?"

The palace maid shook her head and responded, "I've never seen it before."

No wonder they couldn't recognize him. On the day of the ancestor worship ceremony, Yan Fan was dressed in bloody clothes with disheveled hair. He looked like a demon from hell. Now he was elegant and majestic. He was completely different from when he woke up. He was completely different.

"Never seen it?" The civil servant frowned even more and waved his hand, "Take someone, will..."

Before he could finish his words, a man in black covered his mouth and whispered in his ear, "Say one more word and his head will fall to the ground. The Emperor personally ordered that the Lord do whatever he wants. Anyone who interferes will be killed."

hiss! The emperor’s personal order! Unparalleled army!

The civil servant was so frightened that his legs were weak and he was sweating profusely. He nodded vigorously and did not dare to say another word.

When the women witnessed this scene, they were not stupid. They immediately understood that the man in white just now was definitely a prominent person, and he was definitely a walking presence in the palace.

In the crowd, a woman in a red dress was surprised, "It's him! The one who gave the beggar meat buns that day!"

The square was silent. After Yan Fan moved away, the man in black let go and disappeared.

The old civil servant exhaled a thick breath, his heartbeat was still fast, and he cursed in a low voice:

"How the hell did I know he was from the emperor. He was wandering around the palace early in the morning. It would be great if he wasn't caught as an assassin. What bad luck!"

Whoosh!

A sword comes from the east and cuts off the officer's head!

"Throw it to the dogs." Mu Changsheng's voice reached the ears of everyone present.

Two men in black appeared, dragging the body away, leaving a shocking trail of blood on the square. The civil servant's head was placed on the table as if to intimidate him.

More than [-] women were so frightened that they dared not breathe, and some had the mentality of giving up.

They had heard that the emperor was a tyrant who killed people at every turn. They thought it was just a joke in the palace. But when they saw it today, they realized that it was not an exaggeration at all. The civil servant just wanted to catch the man in white and ask for his identity.

Are these all killed? It's totally unreasonable!

The woman in the red dress stared, realized something was wrong, and secretly guessed: Shiya said that something big happened during the Wushuang Dynasty's ancestor worship this year, and all civil and military officials were warned and monitored, and the man in white just now allowed the emperor to personally protect him... ...Could the man be related to the ancestor worship incident?

For a long time, no one dared to come and take away the head, and the first round of concubine selection was postponed.

After hearing the notice, many women turned around and left immediately without saying a word. They were deeply afraid that they would be killed if they were a step too late, and they probably did not dare to come back to participate in the concubine selection again.

......

Yan Fan didn't know about this episode, so he strolled to the back garden.

The palace maids are decorating the garden, pasting red paper on the doorframes and hanging red lanterns on the stone pillars, which is festive.

Before Yan Fan could speak, Le Huanhuan explained in a sensible manner:

"Ancestor, today is Wushuang Day, the [-]nd year since the founding of the Wushuang Dynasty. To be precise, the Ancestor Worship Day is when the Wushuang Dynasty was established. However, the Emperor feels that it is better to separate the two days. Ancestor worship is more important than heaven. , later... Wushuang Day was postponed for a week."

"Today the court meeting is over, the civil and military officials will stay in the palace to celebrate with the emperor, and the imperial city will be very lively..."

Unparalleled Day?

Yan Fan stroked the red paper on the wall, thought for a few seconds, and said:

"Come with me to the Imperial City for a walk. I want to eat candied haws."

Ancestor, Ancestor, you are here again. What delicious food is there on the street? It is not clean at all. Today is unusual. If you leave the palace and miss the Wushuang Banquet, the Emperor will definitely blame me... .. Le Huanhuan felt bitter in his heart, but he didn’t dare to speak directly, so he asked in a consultative tone:

"You can go for a walk, but you must be back before evening, okay?"

"It depends on your mood." Yan Fan waved his hand and walked towards the palace gate.

Secretly, the man in black immediately sent someone to inform the emperor.