I woke up after 300 million years

The night is hazy and the galaxy is bright.

The incident in the palace did not affect the progress of Wushuang Day. The city was peaceful, fireworks were everywhere, and men, women and children were enjoying the excitement and joy of this day.

In the back garden, Yan Fan stood on the bridge, the ring on his neck was shiny and delicate, and his white hair and red silk were fluttering in the wind.

After a while, Mu Changsheng and his party came over.

Le Huanhuan's adoring eyes converged, and after bowing to the emperor, he silently exited.

The moon reflects on the lake, and the lotus blossoms emerge from the mud unstained, and the fish full of spirit are swimming around.

The three princes, except Ye Gucheng, had close contact with Yan Fan for the first time.

At first glance, they felt that Yan Fan was quite ordinary and a handsome young man. At second glance, they saw that Yan Fan's brown eyes contained everything, gestating the universe. When they stared at him at third glance, they could not sense a trace of his true spirit, which was mysterious and strange.

Mu Changsheng held a plush cotton jacket in his hand and gently put it on Yan Fan, his eyes filled with concern.

"Ancestor, it's been cold lately, so remember to put on some clothes."

This move made Yun Duan's scalp numb, and he thought to himself: It's understandable that the emperor respects his ancestor, but... this is too much. Could it be that the reason why the emperor is not close to women is... .....

Thinking of this, he shuddered, and when he noticed that Mu Changsheng and Yan Fan were looking at him at the same time, he coughed quickly, knelt on his knees, and said in a respectful tone:

"This junior has met my ancestor in the clouds."

"Junior Gu Ping'an has met our ancestor."

"Junior Ye Guzhou has met our ancestor."

The three bowed down.

Yan Fan grabbed the shawl-padded jacket with both hands and smiled slightly, "When you see me in the future, just say hello. No need to kneel down, no need to be restrained... Is your name Yunduan? Do you have a daughter named Yun Shiya?"

The three of them stood up, and Yun Duan with soft features responded, "Ancestor, Yun Shiya is the youngest daughter of this junior. She has the title of the most beautiful woman in the imperial city. She is also a very smart girl. If you like it, I will let her come tomorrow." Here to serve you.”

"I just mentioned it casually. I met him in Yunduan Pavilion today. He is indeed very good-looking. The key point is that he has good talent. He is less than thirty years old in the Tianyi realm and is even better than Le Huanhuan." Yan Fan refused and praised.

Although Yun Shiya was rude to him, how could an adult be as knowledgeable as a child?

After exchanging pleasantries with the three princes, Yan Fan put his hands on the stone bridge, looked sideways at Mu Changsheng, and got straight to the point, "What's going on tonight?"

Mu Changsheng calmed down his thoughts and said, "Ancestor, our previous judgment was not entirely accurate. Sending the Son of God and the Goddess to the Lower Realm from the Yuhua Shrine is not just for training, but for competition with the saint's relics."

"According to Qihuo's oral account, there are five divine sons and five goddesses in this generation. The ten of them will fight each other in the lower world. The surviving divine sons and goddesses will become Taoist couples and become the geniuses trained by the Yuhua Shrine. In the future Inherit the throne of Palace Lord."

Yan Fan suddenly realized, took over the topic and said:

"So, the Son of God and the Goddess are looking for power in Beihuang Continent. The greater the power behind whoever is behind it, the higher the chance of surviving this fight. The strongest in Beihuang Continent are the three dynasties. The son of Qihuo God chooses you. I hope you will become his supporter in the lower world?"

"That's right." Mu Changsheng nodded.

He helped Yan Fan tidy up the wind-torn white hair with his hands, and narrated eloquently, "Qi Huo first found Baishan Hou, and then infiltrated into tonight's Wushuang Banquet. His attitude was extremely arrogant, as if it wasn't him who was asking for something, but us. Give him a backer. This kind of person has obviously been spoiled since childhood, is self-centered, likes to overlook others, order others, and everything must go according to his own needs."

"I wanted to kill him and the Guardian, but..."

"He mentioned something that made me change my mind."

Mu Changsheng tied up Yan Fan's waist-length white hair again with red silk and gave the three princes a wink.

The three of them understood instantly, and each of them broke into the Ascension Realm and sealed off the back garden to prevent others from eavesdropping.

The strength of the three people surprised Yan Fan a little.

Yun Yuan's cultivation is at the eighth level of Ascension Realm, and Gu Ping'an's cultivation is at the seventh level of Ascension Realm.

Both of them are stronger than Ye Guzhou, but from the fact that Mu Changsheng only brought Ye Guzhou to see him last time, it can be seen that Ye Guzhou's rights and status should be higher than those of the other two princes.

It seems that within the Wushuang Dynasty, high cultivation does not necessarily mean high status... Yan Fan murmured incessantly.

After sealing off the back garden, Mu Changsheng said seriously:

"Qihuo mentioned something. He said that a week ago, three elders from the Yuhua Palace came to our Wushuang Dynasty. Only one of them returned to the upper realm and was still unconscious. He asked me if I knew the specific situation."

"At that moment I understood that the reason they hadn't sent anyone to snatch the coffin was because they didn't know clearly."

The red coffin is an imperial weapon. It is said that a man is not guilty of carrying a jade. If the Yuhua Palace really knows that there are imperial weapons in the lower world, it is afraid that it would have come to snatch it long ago.

Fortunately, the escaped King was unconscious and there was no way to pursue the matter.

Yan Fan turned around, leaning his back against the stone bridge, with a meaningful smile on his lips, "They don't know the situation yet, so we still have time, but once you kill that Qi Huo, it is estimated that the upper world will send someone immediately Destroy the Wushuang Dynasty."

"...Where is the female fairy?"

Ye Guzhou took a step forward and said solemnly:

"Ancestor, the female immortal was imprisoned in a secret room and her cultivation has been abolished by the emperor. During this period, we tortured her. She said nothing. The pain of her flesh and blood was of no use to her. She cannot obtain the Feathered God for the time being. More information about the palace.”

"Ancestor." Yun Duan clasped his hands in his hands and elaborated in an emotional voice, "If the escaped immortals don't wake up for a day, the Wushuang Dynasty will not be in danger. Even if the battle between the sons of gods and the goddesses will sweep across the entire Northern Wilderness Continent, we can still protect ourselves. , after all... we are not soft persimmons and will not let others manipulate us."

Gu Ping'an concluded, "The key depends on the immortal who escaped. It's best to die so that things can calm down."

The night wind howled, the three princes were optimistic, but Yan Fan and Mu Changsheng shook their heads.

Mu Changsheng put his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and said in a deep voice:

"Death is definitely impossible, and coma is only temporary. The methods of the upper world cannot be underestimated. Maybe they can read a person's memory, or revive a seriously injured person in a short time. Yuhua Palace chose Beihuangzhou this time As a fighting ground, we are not immune.”

"Not to mention that the Proud Dynasty has been eyeing us for a long time, but Qihuo, who was offended tonight, will definitely go to the Wangquan Dynasty. The two dynasties plus some forces are besieging us. Our chances of winning are not high."

"It's better to seize the time and transfer the outstanding people from the border towns back to the imperial city, and be ready to evacuate at any time. It doesn't matter if you abandon some cities at this stage, showing weakness is to prepare for a more ferocious counterattack in the future."

Listening quietly, the three princes nodded.

They had known Mu Changsheng seven hundred years ago, had been saved many times by each other, and had founded the Wushuang Dynasty together. They had absolute trust in Mu Changsheng and supported him unconditionally.

In other words, their lives belong to Mu Changsheng. As long as they give an order, it doesn't matter if they are enemies of the upper world. They have nothing to fear.

Mu Changsheng naturally treated the three of them sincerely, so he brought Yan Fan to see them to discuss important matters of the dynasty.

There were ripples on the lake surface. Yan Fan rubbed his forehead with his thumb and said tiredly:

"Thinking too much is a problem. We can't predict the future. We just need to take one step at a time. If we notice something is wrong, we can evacuate immediately."

"Immortal, what about the saint's relics?"

At the mention of the saint's relics, everyone looked heavy and their breathing weakened a bit.

Mu Changsheng took a deep breath, looked into Yan Fan's brown eyes, which were as clear as ever before, and lowered his voice and said:

"Old Ancestor, in today's Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the great emperor has long since disappeared. The saint stands in the sky, decides everything, follows his words, can reverse yin and yang, holds the sun and moon in his hand, and is omnipotent. The remains of the saint are actually the tomb of the saint."

"This is the news revealed by Qihuo. He hopes that the Wushuang Dynasty will become his backer and will send a younger generation of strong men to accompany him to conquer the ruins and rob the relics of the saints in a month... This news may not be true. But when it comes to saints, I don’t think it’s credible or not.”

"On the way to come to you, I discussed with the three princes and planned to send a group of people to investigate the whereabouts of the Son of God and the Goddess. If it is confirmed that there are saint relics in Beihuang Continent, we will let the younger generation rob them, no matter what era , all opportunities are grabbed by oneself!”

The tomb of a saint?

Yan Fan was wearing a white cotton-padded jacket, the word "Chuan" was wrinkled between his brows, and he was thinking a lot:

It turns out that this time in the Yuhua Palace, snatching the saint's relics is the top priority in the lower realm. By the way, the sons of gods and goddesses of this generation will fight to determine the future palace master.

Whoever gets the relics of the saint can rise quickly, provided that he has the strength to guard the relics.

Since Qi Huo dared to tell the immortal saint about the ruins without any hesitation, it is very likely that a month later, the ruins will be opened with great fanfare and cannot be concealed. When that happens, it will not be a fight between several forces, but chaos in the Northern Wilderness Continent. Start.

Yan Fan walked down the stone bridge and entered the rain pavilion, muttering silently to himself, "At my current speed, it will take a year to transform all my power into a true spirit. Now that my combat power has ascended to the second level, if I get the saint's relics, maybe You can master stronger power and obtain stronger treasures."

Standing in the rain pavilion, Yan Fan looked up at the stars and said bluntly:

"Why should the younger generation go, but the older generation can't go? I really want to go."

Mu Changsheng explained patiently, "Ancestor, you don't know something. Many ruins have restrictions, such as age restrictions, cultivation restrictions, talent restrictions, bloodline restrictions, etc. The younger generation who meet the conditions will be relatively more Of course, I will send some Ascension Realm experts to follow me. If the older generation can enter the ruins, I will naturally not let the younger generation take risks. If the older generation cannot enter, I will have to rely on the younger generation to prepare with both hands."

After thinking about it, he added, "It's okay if you want to go, but I hope you don't take risks and choose to watch the battle as much as possible."

Yan Fan yawned, "I understand, this pool of water is very deep. If you are not careful, you will die. My cultivation is not weak. I can run away if I can't win. I am not a person who is motivated by emotion."

"Remember to inform me in one month... By the way, which young people do you plan to send?"

Yan Fan was curious and asked.

"This..." The sudden question made Mu Changsheng fall into thinking.

Yun Duan coughed to attract attention, "Ancestor, I have several recommendations, my youngest daughter Yun Shiya, my best granddaughter Yun Ni, and..."

Prince Yun recommended six at once, all of whom were girls.

Yan Fan was surprised, "You have so many daughters and granddaughters?"

"Uh..." Yun Duan smiled awkwardly and replied sincerely, "Ancestor, my Yun family seems to be cursed, with ten children and nine daughters. The most helpless thing is that the sons like to eat together and wait to die. , there is no ambition, and the daughters are all very troubled, fighting openly and secretly, and fighting hard. The outstanding young people in my Yun family that I can talk about now are all daughters or granddaughters."

Ten children, nine daughters?

There is really no one else with this probability.

Yan Fan laughed dumbly and asked tentatively:

"Your youngest daughter is twenty-nine years old. Are you willing to let her take risks?"

Yun Duan's momentum increased by three points, and he spoke righteously, "There is nothing to give up or not to give up. In this chaotic Northern Wilderness Continent, if you want to live a better life and become a master, you must fight on your own. We followed Mu Emperor to defeat The Wushuang Dynasty is well aware of the difficulties of the first generation. If the younger generation only knows how to have fun, we..."

He stopped talking and didn't continue. Everyone present understood.

Yan Fan patted Yun Duan on the shoulder and smiled, "I like you. You are not arrogant or impetuous, and you are responsible for your children. You are a good prince."

He patted Mu Changsheng on the back again and said gently:

"Don't put too much pressure on me. Ancestor will help you. Rest when you need to. You haven't slept for a week and have been practicing swordplay every night. These ancestors know this."

Mu Changsheng was startled, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Waving his hand, Yan Fan left.

Before, he deliberately waited for Mu Changsheng in the back garden, but now he was going back to the Health Palace to rest.

Yan Fan has been very sleepy recently and has never been able to find the reason.