I woke up after 300 million years

Yan Fan looked up and saw that the starry sky was very romantic.

"Chirp..."

The little hedgehog got its head out of his arms, climbed up on his shoulders in a hurry, held his cheek with his short pink hands, and rubbed it intimately, as if to say: You are not alone, and you have the lovely me.

A withered yellow maple leaf fell above his head. Yan Fan swept away the leaves, touched the little hedgehog, and laughed heartily at the starry sky. "No one helped me to achieve Qingyun Zhi. I walked on the snow to the top of the mountain. If I was not lucky enough, I would be alone." You can also ascend to the Nine Heavens.”

"I, Yan Fan, am born fearless and will fight to the end!"

With the thought coming through, Yan Fan bent down and picked up the immortal stone bag at his feet, which contained ten thousand immortal stones.

Being in a high position means having great wealth. Ten thousand fairy stones were thrown to me without blinking an eye, and he even deliberately threw them at my feet...

Turning around and entering the interior, the spacious attic lost its former bustle.

He opened the immortal stone bag with a surprised expression. In addition to ten thousand immortal stones, there was also a diary inside.

"That woman, did you put it in the wrong place?"

"I'm not someone who reads other people's diaries at will."

"Yeah~ Just take a look, take a look."

After compromising himself, Yan Fan opened the yellowed diary, and the first page read:

Boy, I know you are not convinced, and I also know that you have no good impressions of me. Unfortunately, in the nine heavens of the upper world, strength determines everything. The weak will be beaten. This is an eternal law. If you think that you, an ordinary person, can defy the will of heaven, then Prove it with facts.

I, Su Yao, hate people whose hearts are as high as the sky and whose lives are as thin as paper.

This diary has been with me all my life. It is some of my insights during my cultivation. There is no powerful Taoist method, and there is no supreme path. There is only the perception of each realm, which can be regarded as a little compensation for the separation between you and Caixi.

After reading the first page, Yan Fan burst into laughter.

Flames ignited at the fingertips, and the diary was burned.

"You're really interesting..." Yan Fan smiled and didn't take it to heart.

He took out a thousand fairy stones, handed them to the little hedgehog, and said solemnly, "You have just ascended to the first level of heaven. In the past thirty years, you have been too playful. In the upper realm, our enemies are very strong, and I cannot protect you all the time. Therefore, you must work hard to cultivate. First, I will set a small goal for you. Within ten years, you can break through to the Earth Immortal. Is it possible?"

The little hedgehog stood up straight, raised his short hands high, "chirp, chirp..."

"I don't understand what you are talking about. If you agree, if you can't do it, haha, I will use your real dragon eggs to make fried rice." Yan Fan glared at the little guy with a fake smile.

Upon hearing the real dragon egg fried rice, the little hedgehog blinked and lowered his head to think for three seconds.

Immediately afterwards, it took out a pot, put the real dragon eggs in the pot, put salt in it, pepper in it, onions, ginger, garlic, and various aniseed ingredients!

From the little hedgehog's point of view, Yan Fan has been thinking about real dragon egg fried rice for a long time.

It is not a stingy pet. Whenever it wants to eat, it will cook it itself, even if it involves itself.

Yan Fan was stunned by the little hedgehog's series of familiar operations.

"Doesn't this threaten you?"

"Let me put it another way, sir. If you can't break through to the Earth Immortal within ten years, I won't want you anymore."

With a bang, the iron pot and the real dragon egg fell to the ground. The little hedgehog burst into tears and hugged the side of Yan Fan's face tightly with a wronged expression. That look was so cute that it broke his heart.

"Okay, okay, I'm kidding, but you really need to practice hard."

"Ascension realm, I don't know how to speak or transform. It's difficult to communicate with you. Do you understand?"

"Haw!"

The little hedgehog nodded vigorously, put away the real dragon egg, lay down in the pile of immortal stones, and began to practice.

Sure enough, no matter what it loses, it doesn't want to lose Yan Fan.

Thirty years of emotional drama.

Yan Fan closed the window and said, "I will also work hard and strive to reach the level of immortality within a month."

......

A month later, in the attic.

The sword resonates and the law sublimates.

Yan Fan, in red, flicked his finger, and the tea turned into a slender water sword. He lightly slashed it, cutting open the space, and then healed it instantly.

"The most important thing to break through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm is to master a great law. I thought it would be difficult, but I didn't expect it to be easy. The law of weak water has a high affinity for me. If I refine a drop of three thousand weak water, the power of this law will be even stronger. "

"Forget it, without Three Thousand Weak Waters, I can kill the Immortal Cultivator instantly. I don't know how far behind I am compared to the Realm Master. If I have a chance, I can find a fight with the Little Thousand Realm Master."

One day ago, Yan Fan successfully broke through the realm of immortals and understood the law of weak water. A sword as soft as water can cut through anything, and a sword can be as thick as the sky and kill immortals!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Yan Fan controlled the water sword to return to the tea cup, turning it back into steaming tea.

"Come in."

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks respectfully handed over a bag of fairy stones.

"Sir, this week's offerings are one hundred. Please count them."

Yan Fan took the bag of fairy stones, and with a sweep of his mind, he saw that the quantity was correct. He immediately asked the other party to open his mouth, and a pill popped out, which melted in his mouth.

He would not take the elixir away to the other party. If he took it to analyze the ingredients and found that the so-called detoxification was a lie, it would be troublesome. It would be safest to watch the other party take it on the spot.

Seeing the man still standing at the door, Yan Fan's eyes turned cold, "Is there anything else?"

"Sir, this afternoon, the new batch of disciples will be assessed. You are on the list. I am responsible for notifying you of this matter. The assessment location is Qingyun Square." said the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

assessment?

After practicing in seclusion for a month, I almost forgot that the new disciples in the lower realm and the outer disciples recruited in the past month have to go through an assessment.

Calculating the time, it was four days late, and it took more than a month to notify me.

Yan Fan sat at the tea table and waved, "I understand."

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks bowed his head and exited the room, a hint of sinisterness flashed in his eyes.

When the other party walked away, Yan Fan half-squinted his eyes, "After all, it's not a long-term solution. This man hates me to the core, and I can't kill him in the Supreme Palace. I'll look for an opportunity to see if I can borrow a knife to kill someone."

Putting away the immortal stones, Yan Fan sighed, "I thought that 10,000 immortal stones were a lot, but I only used 7,000 to break through to the heavenly realm. Is it because I am in a bad state? Or does every earthly immortal need so many to break through to the heavenly realm?"

After tidying up, he put on his purple clothes and walked out.

The little hedgehog immediately jumped off the bed, ran after Yan Fan, climbed on top of Yan Fan, and got into his arms. Only then did he feel at ease. He was very clingy and was afraid of being abandoned.

Wandering around for a while, it was soon afternoon.

When Yan Fan arrived at Qingyun Square, it was already crowded.

The scorching sunshine baked the earth, and the square was covered with a layer of shining light. An old man in gray clothes sat on a twenty-meter-high stone pillar, overlooking the group of newcomers with a lazy sheep attitude.

Half an hour later, it was time for the assessment.

Yan Fan stood in the back row of the crowd and roughly counted a total of eighty-seven people. He was the only one who had ascended from the lower realm.

Fortunately, he has kept a very low profile in the past month and has never gone out. None of these newcomers know that he is a sinner from the lower world, so there will be no verbal provocation.

The old man in gray clothes stroked his white beard, yawned, and narrated lazily:

"A cultivator must have a righteous heart, a heart that is grateful to his master, and a heart that helps the strong and the weak. Throughout the ages, I have witnessed that too many outstanding people and geniuses have gone astray due to their fragile state of mind. Killing your master and destroying your family is against the Dao. In order to prevent such evil deeds from happening, I will conduct a state of mind assessment on you."

"Pass and become a disciple of the Supreme Hall."

"If you fail, it will be a disaster if you keep it!"