I woke up after 300 million years

three days later.

In the yard, withered yellow leaves were flying, and a crescent moon was reflected on the lake, which was beautiful.

The strong wind blew open the wooden door of the attic, and Yan Fan, fluttering in red, sat at the head of the table, facing the outside of the house and whispering:

"come yet?"

when!

The sound of the bell spread throughout the outer sect, and except for Yan Fan and the five other disciples, all the other outer sect disciples fell asleep.

Suddenly, one after another figures descended into the courtyard, led by a woman with phoenix eyes and red clothes, her noble expression naturally revealed in every move she made, like a fairy who was astonished in the sky.

Behind the woman, none of them are simple. Some are immortal, some have white hair hanging on the ground, some are holding wooden swords, and some are as powerful as mountains.

Yan Fan was confused, accepting a disciple, such a big battle?

Su Yao approached with light steps, still without shoes, her jade feet were touching, she opened her red lips slightly, and uttered a soft voice like foaming spring breeze:

"Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance. This time I brought twelve elders from the Supreme Palace. They are all in the Nirvana of Life and Death. They are the twelve strongest people in my Supreme Palace. If anyone likes you, , you can become a disciple."

Yan Fan in the room was stunned and thought:

What is this woman doing?

I was just joking last time, she couldn't possibly not see that although I am a talented earthly immortal, I don't think I am a great emperor, and I am not worthy to be my master.

Could it be that she was afraid that Cai'er would get upset and deliberately gave me benefits?

While Yan Fan was thinking about it, the twelve elders looked at it and shook their heads.

"With the Earthly Immortal's cultivation, you can't tell his age. He must be quite a bit older. He has no special bloodline or strong physique. His bones are too ordinary and he is not suitable to be my disciple."

"Uncle Su, let me forget it. As you know, there are few people in my lineage, so I would rather lack them than overwhelm them."

"What, Uncle Master, my lineage relies on weapon refining to enter Taoism. His small physique cannot do that."

"I thought Uncle Master was going to introduce Tianzong Genius to us, but that's it? I'm convinced!"

"It's a waste of time. My precious granddaughter still needs to practice Kaiou Dan. I have to go back."

Everyone glanced at Yan Fan and made blunt comments, quite loudly, with all kinds of belittling.

Standing up, Yan Fan walked to the door, two meters apart from Su Yao, looking at each other.

[I understand, you brought twelve people to belittle me and prove to Cai'er how weak I am. We are not the same person at all, right? 】

[You are not from the same group to begin with. With your talent, you can cultivate to the Immortal Realm at most. If you are lucky, you can break through the Realm Lord Realm and become the Little Thousand Realm Master. 】

[I never think talent is the criterion for determining the upper limit of a monk. 】

[It’s ridiculous, talent can’t determine it? Is it possible that you think hard work will do? In this world, there are many people who work hard. Some monks practice 24 hours a day, but what? You have no talent, but you have practiced for ten thousand years, and you are still an earthly immortal. People are labeled as soon as they are born. Your label is inferior, and Caixi's label is supreme. Do you understand? 】

[You are not afraid that I will make Cai'er regret it. She listens to me very much, unconditionally. 】

[If you really care about her, you won't make the wrong choice. 】

Yan Fan and Su Yao secretly communicated and confronted each other tit for tat.

In the end, Yan Fanyun smiled lightly and said, "You are cruel, I hope you treat my sister sincerely, otherwise, I will destroy the Supreme Palace."

Su Yao shook her head and did not take the other party's threat seriously.

A mere earthly immortal dares to destroy the Supreme Palace?

This is like an ordinary person pointing at a saint and saying, "I'm going to kill you." The saint probably won't even take a look.

"I will pamper my disciple. You don't need to care about this." Su Yao said indifferently.

At this moment, the elder holding a wooden sword noticed Mu Changsheng.

The elder crossed twenty meters in one step and stared into Mu Changsheng's eyes from almost zero distance.

"You...practice sword practice?"

"Yeah." Mu Changsheng responded neither humble nor overbearing.

Elder Mujian asked, "Can I use my sword?"

Mu Changsheng looked at Yan Fan, who nodded.

The next second, the Beihuang Sword was unsheathed and slashed towards the sky. This sword was simple and unpretentious, but it contained the supreme Taoism. This sword was unremarkable, but it was the essence of the "Book of Beginnings". This sword slashed open The clouds in the night sky let the moonlight shine down.

"What a sword!" Elder Mujian exclaimed and said seriously, "You are willing to accept me as your master. I have only practiced one sword in my life, and I have killed countless great demons. It is rare to find an opponent in the same realm. You have surpassed me in the way of swordsmanship." My potential, if I stay outside, it will simply bury your talent!"

Su Yao frowned. What happened was unexpected, but she still introduced her solemnly, "This is the third elder of the Supreme Hall, Jian Yi. If you can become your teacher, you will hopefully achieve great success in the art of swordsmanship."

Mu Changsheng did not answer and looked at Yan Fan for the second time.

This scene was captured by everyone, and Su Yao really couldn't figure it out. Caixi and the middle-aged man were both the pride of heaven, so why did they listen to a man with weak talent and cultivation?

In her opinion, in the world of cultivation, strength always ranks first, but feelings are a burden.

A wise man will not fall in love, and a fool will fall in love.

Yan Fan smiled happily and said, "Changsheng, you decide for yourself, the road is at your feet."

The road is at your feet? Mu Changsheng tasted it carefully, then nodded and said:

"Ancestor, I understand."

Ancestor?

Su Yao and the twelve elders were startled. They saw that Mu Changsheng was about 800 years old, which meant that the white-haired man was at least 900 years old, or even more than a thousand years old.

At this age, no elder can take a fancy to him.

Mu Changsheng raised his fist towards the Third Elder Sword and said, "I do."

"Okay, okay!" Jian Yi laughed happily, with a free and easy temperament, "Disciple, there are no rules in my lineage as a master. Sword cultivator, the main character is to do whatever you want, be free and easy. If anyone is unhappy, kill them with one sword, and my master will take you there. The First Sword Mountain teaches you the supreme swordsmanship!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the impatient Jianyi grabbed Mu Changsheng's shoulder and walked away without saying hello to Su Yao.

Yan Fan opened his mouth, but the person was already gone.

The other elders became interested, ignored Yan Fan, and looked at Ji Hongyuan and Yang Jian.

"I didn't realize just now that this kid actually possesses the Nine Heavens Holy Fire!"

"I'll go, Sun God Body!"

"It's really the body of the sun!"

"It is rumored that the divine body can become an emperor!"

The female elder was so excited that her voice trembled, and she grabbed Yang Jian with her big hands, "I want this man, and he will be my only successor from now on."

"Old witch! You are unreasonable. This is a monster who has the hope of becoming an emperor in the future. You are not qualified to train him. Get out of here!" The white-haired old man roared with anger.

As a result, a group of elders started fighting for Yang Jian, regardless of his image.

When the atmosphere was tense, a huge hand fell from the sky, grabbed Yang Jian, and disappeared into the yard.

"No need to argue, he is my disciple, the next master of the Supreme Hall!"

The twelve elders were helpless. The current palace master personally took action to snatch people away. Who dared to say anything?

After losing a sun god, the elders set their sights on Ji Hongyuan again.

Without saying a word, the female elder picked up Ji Hongyuan and ran away!

"I'll go, you old witch, you're shameless!"

"Go away, I want this person, I am his best choice!"

"Nah! Ma! If I don't get angry, you think I'm easy to bully!?"

The group of people fled far away. Fortunately, they hypnotized the outer disciples in advance so that they would not lose their image.

Su Yao grabbed Cai Xi's arm and looked at Yan Fan, "You... forget it, you should understand the difference now. I'll give you 10,000 fairy stones. Don't bother Cai Xi from now on."

She threw down the bag of fairy stones and flew away with Cai Xi.

The wind was rustling and the water was cold. These people didn't even give Yan Fan a chance to say goodbye.

Not even a minute, not even ten seconds...

In their eyes, Yan Fan was as weak as an ant and dispensable.

Looking at the group of people disappearing, Yan Fan stood by the door in a daze, holding the silver ring in his right hand, feeling inexplicably sad.

"Wandering around, I'm alone again..."