I woke up after 300 million years

The wind is slack and the water is cold, and the strong men never return.

Countless heroes died in battle at the saint's ruins. Those geniuses who had dreams, pursued the road, and longed for the Nine Heavens would eventually become withered bones in the sand of history.

This road is destined to be cruel.

Yan Fan hid in a mountain range, opened a temporary cave, and studied the three treasures in front of him.

Having tricked Qihuo three times in a row, I felt really happy.

He didn't want to fight head-on with those sons of gods or goddesses. It wasn't that he couldn't win, but those guys must have hidden life-saving trump cards given by the powerful men in the upper world. Once the fight came to the end and the trump cards were revealed, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose.

He only has two trump cards, both of which are treasures given by Mu Changsheng. One is a piece of soft armor with super strong defense, which is enough to withstand several attacks from the ninth-level monks in the Ascension Realm. The second is a disposable jade pendant, which can be used to explode immortals after pinching it. With a full blow from Realm Immortal, it is easy to sweep through the entire generation, but...

Compared with background and foundation, the Wushuang Dynasty is definitely not as good as the forces in the upper world. If those sons of gods find treasures above the Immortal Realm, it will be the end of the world. Therefore, be careful and sail the ten thousand year ship. As long as you get the treasure, why bother fighting to the death? .

Yan Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, his right hand resting on his chin, and strands of hair hanging from his temples fell down his face, slightly covering his eyes.

Frankly speaking, he didn't understand the uses of these three treasures, so he only heard a few mentions from the monks while lurking in the dark.

After looking at it for a long time, Yan Fan picked up the pale flame, put it in front of his eyes, and said to himself, "The Nine Heavens Holy Fire has no temperature at all. They say it can burn the soul and spirit, but it doesn't seem to be of much help to me. Although I don't remember what I majored in before I lost my memory. What a great way, but I am now majoring in the world of swordsmanship. The most important thing in swordsmanship is to cultivate a strong sword heart. Compared with this kind of flame, I lack the powerful swordsmanship."

After thinking for a few seconds, he put away the Nine Heavens Holy Fire and picked up half of the Life and Death Pill. The power of life and death was concentrated in the pill. Only the weak breath emitted made towering trees grow from the soil in a small area, and then miraculously Withered and withered, it was revived again, jumping repeatedly between life and death.

Yan Fan had seen some elixirs in the Wushuang Dynasty, which were of ordinary quality and not even immortal ones. However, the effect of this elixir is so powerful that it can be seen with the naked eye, and it definitely surpasses the immortal elixirs.

After tinkering for a while, he subconsciously said, "I'm afraid this thing costs hundreds of thousands. Will it expire..."

Listen, is this human talk? The elixir has expired?

If the Qihuo God Son were present, he might be so angry that he would vomit blood again or even faint.

"The boy who played with fire calls it the Life and Death Pill. Judging from the changes in the surrounding environment, it should be closely related to life and death. I wonder if it will help me. Don't kill yourself..."

Yan Fan blinked his brown eyes, tapped his forehead with his right hand, and finally decided to give it a try.

"If it's poisonous, I'll spit it out, wash it, and sell it to others. Well, the bamboo pole girl is a good business target. Her strength is the best among the younger generation. She must have a lot of good things. She doesn't have a bad attitude toward me. You can get some benefits from trading with her, I guess..."

Having made up his mind, Yan Fan did not hesitate and swallowed the Life and Death Pill in one gulp.

Suddenly, the surging power of life and death exploded in the body, the luster of the skin faded, and the flesh and blood gradually shrank.

This half pill was devouring his life force crazily.

Any Ascension Realm monk would have exhausted his energy long ago, but Yan Fan was only three points thinner, and his skin condition had become a little worse. There was no sign of aging at all. He was still young and handsome, as if he had an endless lifespan.

Fifteen minutes later, Yan Fan opened his mouth, and a life-and-death pill that was even more complete than before fell to the ground. The surface was covered with saliva and a little dust. The medicine was so powerful that it changed the entire cave environment.

"What a useless thing. Not to mention devouring my life force, it has no effect at all. It seems...it's really expired. Put it away first, and then use it to fool Cai Xi in exchange for some treasures."

The third treasure is three thousand weak water.

Yan Fan fiddled with it for a while, but was not very interested. He also entered the inner world and sighed, "I stayed here for a long time and grabbed three pieces of junk. The Son of God in the Upper Realm is poorer than I expected. He wants to fight me to the death for this kind of junk. I don't understand. ."

With two to three hundred people squatting in the canyon, he thought it would be some earth-shattering treasure, but in the end...that's it?

He didn't know whether these three treasures had any effect on others, but they had no effect on him at all, and were commonly known as waste products.

"I'm wasting too much time. Let's go quickly, lest others get the real good stuff first."

After gathering his mood, Yan Fan stood up, patted the dust on his white clothes, and whispered thoughtfully:

"Sedan, sedan, change!"

In the open space of the cave, a sedan chair exactly like that of the goddess Yan'er appeared out of thin air. Whether it was the patterns of carved dragons or phoenixes, or the defensive formations of the upper realm, they were perfectly reproduced.

This is a power that Yan Fan has discovered recently.

He doesn't quite understand the origin of this power. He only understands that for most of the things he has seen, everything he wants can be realized. The limitations are also quite large. He cannot change living creatures, nor can he change things with too strong energy. Item, it is still no problem to turn it into a sedan and come out.

And this is actually one of the abilities of the extraordinary profession "Dreamer". The three divine sources are blocked by the outer gods. It does not mean that the extraordinary power is blocked...well~ it is not blocked. The three outer gods are doing their best. Prevent Yan Fan from using the power of the divine source and prevent his memory from suddenly reviving.

There are three thousand extraordinary professions, Yan Fan has plundered more than one thousand, and he has unconsciously displayed some abilities, which are not worth mentioning.

Entering the sedan, he smiled playfully.

"Goddess, Goddess, you and I have no enmity or enmity at all. However, your licking dog wants to target me. If I don't cheat you, I will feel unhappy. After that..."

"The treasure is mine, the hatred is yours."

"Ahem..." Yan Fan cleared his voice and imitated the voice of the goddess Yan'er, "Xiao Qi, Aotian, this goddess is here again, hahaha."

The sedan flew out of the cave and headed towards the north of the mountain range.

Along the way, any monk who saw the sedan quietly stepped away to avoid its sharp edge.

Goddess Yan'er's cultivation is in the Heavenly Realm, and she is about to enter the Ascension Realm. She is truly a strong person in the first echelon among the younger generation. In addition, she has a distinguished status, and ordinary monks dare not offend her.

The status of a goddess allows Yan Fan to travel freely.

It's not that he wants to impersonate a woman, but that he doesn't know the art of disguise or change. The goddess Yan'er stays in the sedan almost everywhere. As long as he doesn't reveal his presence, it will be difficult for others to tell that the goddess in the sedan is the real goddess? Or a fake goddess?

What's more, no one would have thought that someone would dare to pretend to be a goddess and find a perfect replica of the sedan chair.

After a while, Yan Fan found a group of strong men chasing a hedgehog.

The hedgehog was huge, the size of a palm, the spikes on its back were the color of colorful glass, its belly was pink, and its big black gem-like eyes were full of tears, and it tried its best to run forward.

"A monster?"

"No, there is no evil spirit, and it is not a divine beast. It does not look fierce, which means it is not a ferocious beast, so it can only be a rare spiritual beast."

Yan Fan muttered silently to himself, controlled the sedan and chased after him.

Spirit beasts are rare in number, even in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The difference from monster beasts is that spirit beasts have some special racial talents, such as being naturally sensitive to treasures, bringing good luck, helping monks speed up their cultivation, etc.

The sky and the earth here are huge and as real as the outside world. The sun and moon in the sky shine together. When you look around, you can't see the boundaries. It seems like a complete world.

The hedgehog's big tears fell and turned into gems. The monks rushed forward to grab them.

These tear jewels contain Tao patterns, which are helpful for understanding one's own Tao. They are very precious to monks who have a clear Tao cultivation level in Tianyi Realm, but are useless to monks who have a clear Tao cultivation level. They have already understood their own Tao and do not need help. foreign objects.

Someone saw the sedan and raised their eyebrows, "Strange, aren't the Son of God and the Goddess fighting for the bronze bell in the magma sea? Why does the Goddess appear here?"

Some people complained, "This spiritual beast is useless to the monks who understand the way. They are all here to snatch it. What a bully!"

The sedan turned into a dazzling galaxy, charging towards the people in front of me, hitting and killing anyone who stood in my way!

This is in line with the style of the goddess Yan'er.

Which king-level monks dare to be angry and dare not speak out? Thousands of words are gathered into one sentence, "What a bully!"

Just when the sedan was about to catch up with the hedgehog, the golden dragon claws fell from the sky, grabbed the little hedgehog, and cut off his beard halfway.

Long Aotian, dressed in golden dragon armor and holding an immortal sword in his hand, stands on the top of a high mountain. His long hair is blown by the breeze, and there is an evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. His temperament is as cold as high up there.

"Long Aotian!"

"Damn it, we met here. It's such a bad luck for eight lifetimes!"

"This madman is moody and has killed too many people before. He is simply a murderer."

The little hedgehog, a spiritual beast, was robbed, and the monks jumped out of the way.

As the sedan flew towards the mountains, Yan Fan imitated the tone and tone of the goddess Yan'er, "Aotian, what do you mean?"

"Yan'er, don't get me wrong. I think this little hedgehog is trying to escape, so I'll help you catch it." Long Aotian found a lame excuse, and the real spirit trapped the hedgehog and threw it towards the sedan chair.

The curtain lifted a corner, and Yan Fan grabbed the little hedgehog in his hand, covering its mouth to prevent it from screaming.

Long Aotian smiled even more when he saw that the other party accepted it.

"Yan'er, aren't you going to fight for the bronze bell?"

Bronze bell? Yan Fan's mind was racing, he quickly organized his words, and sighed, "Alas, Xiao Qi and I were exploring a treasure place together. Who would have thought that he...he snatched my treasure and gave me a slap in the face." , walked away."

"He and I were childhood sweethearts. We never thought that the friendship we had for many years was not as important as a treasure. It's heartbreaking."

Hearing this, Long Aotian was furious. His terrifying aura tore through the world and shook the mountains. He clenched his fists and said:

"This bastard, I have long seen that he has evil intentions. He is not sincere towards you, Yan'er. He is just a despicable person who is only interested in profit!"

"Yan'er, don't worry, when I meet him, I will kill him to avenge you!"

"This is an immortal healing elixir. Take it quickly."

Long Aotian's angry and anxious look didn't look like a disguise. With a flick of his finger, a pill flew into the sedan.

Yan Fan took his left hand and rubbed it twice. A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He thought to himself: People are really stupid and have too much money. Even immortals can't get a few of these immortal healing pills. He just gives them away as he says. He must be a man of love. ...

When the words "love brain" came to his mind, Yan Fan was obviously startled. He didn't know what it meant, but this situation seemed to be able to be described by this word. It was a particularly weird and indescribable feeling.

"Yan'er? Yan'er..."

After a long time, Yan Fan calmed down and responded casually, "I'm fine. I was refining the elixir just now and I'm almost recovered."

"Aotian, you'd better be nice to me."

Hearing these words, Long Aotian's heart skipped a beat and he felt extremely excited. He took two steps forward and rested his right hand on the curtain of the sedan chair.

While Long Aotian slowly opened it, he vowed, "Yan'er, believe me, I am definitely not a scum like Qi Huo. I have been walking on thin ice in this life, and you are my shore. I will trust you in this life and I will never let you go."

"I, Long Aotian, swear to protect Yan'er to the death!"

After saying this, the curtain was also opened.

Yan Fan and Long Aotian looked at each other...