I woke up after 300 million years

The next morning.

An immortal boat stopped at the gate of the town. This immortal boat was emerald green in color, with countless magic spells engraved on its surface. It was made from the branches of the Nine Heavens Divine Tree and was indestructible. It was one of the top speed magic weapons among the quasi-sacred soldiers.

Before dawn, tens of thousands of disciples were standing guard at the door, looking on with envy.

The elegant Kong Renjie held up a token with both hands and said with a smile:

"Elder, this is my quota."

The law enforcement elder took the token, pointed at the fairy boat, and motioned for Kong Renjie to come up.

After a while, 3,000 people boarded the immortal boat. Looking around, they were all dressed in red, while the gold ones looked a little gloomy. They were all the proud sons of the Supreme Palace who were less than 3,000 years old, and their lowest cultivation level was at the 3,000 Realm Lord realm. , the cultivation and strength of some direct disciples are no weaker than those of the elders.

After counting the number of people, the law enforcement elder was about to announce his departure when a man rushed over.

The man has disheveled hair, a gold cloak, and a red coat underneath. There is a little hedgehog standing on his left shoulder.

"Huh..." Yan Fan took two deep breaths, "I was almost late."

The corner of the law enforcement elder's mouth twitched, "Yan Fan, what do you want to do?"

"Elder, don't get excited. I don't cause trouble. I want to participate in the Supreme War. Don't look at me as old-fashioned. I'm less than three thousand years old. You can test whatever you want." Yan Fan blinked and smiled.

For this inner disciple, the law enforcement elder was very helpless. For more than a thousand years, he had caused trouble from time to time. Today he beat up Zhang San, tomorrow he beat up Li Si, and the day after tomorrow he went to Jiu Beast Duzun to dig up animal bones. I caught it and called it a beautiful name. Dig it out and take a look!

The law enforcement elder knew that Yan Fan's sister was the only disciple of the elder. With this relationship, he did not dare to punish her severely. Now, he has a headache whenever he meets this "uncle".

He rubbed his forehead with his thumb and said kindly, "The quota for participating in the Supreme Battle has been determined. Don't cause trouble and practice in the Supreme Hall with peace of mind."

Upon hearing this, Yan Fan became unhappy and said, "Elder, let me ask you, based on our friendship, can you give me a place?"

friendship? My god is so close to you! Don't have random relationships... The law enforcement elder slandered and said seriously:

"The rules are the rules. If you don't have a quota, you are not allowed to board the fairy boat. You, go back."

"You really don't want to give it?" Yan Fan half-squinted his eyes, half-smiling.

The law enforcement elder was firm, "No!"

Yan Fan took a deep breath, lost his energy in his Dantian, and shouted loudly, "Great Elder! You are really..."

A gust of wind came. Before Yan Fan could finish his words, he was picked up by the strong wind and smashed on the deck of the fairy boat.

"Look, I'm coming up!"

Hearing what he said, the law enforcement elder's face turned red. He just said the rules are the rules, but was slapped in the face instantly.

Looking at the tens of thousands of inner disciples whispering, the law enforcement elder glared at this group of people.

"What are you looking at! Are you very free? Instead of envying others here, it is better to practice hard!"

A disciple hid in the back row and snickered, "Elder is anxious."

Some disciples were confused, "What's going on? Yan Fan can board the immortal boat just by calling the Great Elder? This, this is against the rules!"

Some disciples sneered, "Rules? Silly boy, you should have never left the Supreme Palace. Rules are a way for the strong to restrain the weak and make the game fairer. The Great Elder wants to take more people to the Central Continent. Who dares to object? You Look at the law enforcement elders, do you dare to say no?"

The inexperienced disciples fell silent, understanding for the first time what "rules" meant.

On the deck, three thousand pairs of eyes stared at Yan Fan.

From the beginning, he never thought about who he could defeat to get a spot. After confirming that Su Yao would lead the team, he was confident that the other party would definitely give him a spot, which was indeed the case.

Of course, being so unique naturally arouses dissatisfaction among many people.

Especially the inner disciples, who relied on their strength to stand on the immortal boat step by step, and looked down upon opportunistic people the most.

The law enforcement elder flew onto the fairy boat and saluted the honorary elders.

Immediately, Su Yao waved her sleeves, and the fairy boat turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.

......

So fast!

With this speed, it’s no wonder that it only takes a month to reach the Central Continent. If it were a monk flying, it would probably take ten years to reach the realm of life and death.

Six honorary elders came, but Caixi, Changsheng, Hongyuan, Yang Jian were not seen...

Yan Fan looked around and was excluded by the three thousand disciples. No one wanted to approach him.

He didn't care about this. He straightened his clothes, walked to the front of the fairy boat, poked Su Yao's arm with his finger, and asked:

"Where's my sister?"

Su Yao didn't squint her eyes and responded calmly, "In one year, the palace master will take her to the Central Continent."

"One year later? Why?" Yan Fan was confused.

The eyes of Su Yao, who was beautiful in red dress, fluctuated and she explained patiently, "Our supreme cult has ten God-given quotas. In short, we can prevent ten disciples from participating in the early battles, so as to avoid the 'genius' from attacking you." This kind of suppression by 'ordinary people' means that the disciples who have been given quota by God are at least in the realm of life and death, so there is no need to participate in the early battles."

"According to the usual practice, the Supreme Palace will open the Holy Land during this year and conduct a baptism for ten disciples. I have experienced that after the baptism, the cultivation level will be improved to a small level."

"I see." Yan Fan clapped his hands and sighed, "You are really treated differently. With our relationship, you actually didn't give me a God-given quota."

Su Yao's cheeks turned red, and she returned to normal instantly, and said deliberately coldly:

"You and I are not familiar with each other, so letting you board the fairy boat is the greatest tolerance I can show for Cai Xi's sake. If you go around talking nonsense, I will throw you off halfway to feed the monsters!"

This kind of alarmist talk goes in one ear and out the other. Yan Fan leans comfortably against the guardrail, looking at Su Yao with his brown eyes and a smile on his lips.

"What are you looking at!"

"I find that you are quite nice to me, but you just look down on me a little bit."

"Haha, from beginning to end, I don't think you can be that good."

"Maybe..." Yan Fan smiled and asked, "Is it necessary to send six honorary elders to go to the Central Continent?"

Su Yao faced the wind, controlled the direction of the fairy boat, and said in a soothing tone, "You don't understand, the Supreme War belongs to Hongtian's unique prosperous age, and it is also the only opportunity to climb the Saint Clan. Every time there is a Supreme War, there are thousands of races, not just our human race." , and powerful races will also participate, bringing together the best generation of Hongtian. When there are more people, conflicts are inevitable. Six honorary elders, plus five hundred ordinary elders, are the standard configuration of the Supreme Palace, in order to protect you. "

“Last time in the Supreme Battle, twelve elders, six elders ranked second, fourth, sixth, eighth, tenth, and twelfth led the team. This time, six elders ranked one, third, fifth, seventh, ninth, and eleventh. Leading the team, you know the Third Elder, whose real name is unknown, everyone calls him Jian San, who is Mu Changsheng’s master, and Ji Hongyuan’s master is the Ninth Elder, Jiu Li, a scheming woman."

Yan Fan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, thinking: Still playing odd and even numbers?

The two chatted without a word, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

The five elders next to him were stunned.

Elder Jiuli frowned and said, "He just touched Master Su and was not killed!"

The Fifth Elder clicked his tongue in amazement and said, "Something is wrong, something is too wrong. You see, my uncle answered all his questions and his temper was so good. When we first met, he told us to ridicule this strict man. Fan."

Jiansan Bagua smiled and said, "Do you think Master Su has a crush on him?"

"I'll go!" The four elders said in unison with their eyes widened.

Su Yao and Yan Fan stopped talking and looked away.

"What's wrong?" Su Yao raised her eyebrows and asked with a serious smile.

Jian San hurriedly coughed, his mind raced, and he spoke nonsense seriously:

"Uncle Su, we were discussing whether we should go and greet the familiar Taoists during the Supreme War. The four of them took the initiative and expressed their intention to go."

Hearing this, Su Yao shook her head and said, "No need to go. During the Supreme War, keep a low profile. We have many enemies. Don't move around at will."

"Understood." The five elders responded.

Yan Fan could see the little thoughts of the five people at a glance, and if he saw through it without telling them, it would be easier for each other.

The three thousand disciples were even more unhappy, and each one complained in a low voice:

"Why can he stand with the elders, but we can only stay behind."

"I heard that he has a sister who was accepted as the only disciple by the great elder."

"What the hell? The great elder accepted a disciple? When did it happen? There is no news at all!"

"No wonder he is so close to the Great Elder and has something to do with it!"

"Oh my God, this is not fair. I have eighteen sisters. Why can't I be accepted as a disciple by the great elder, even one of them!"

At the front of the deck, Yan Fan moved the little hedgehog's belly and looked at the woman openly.

Su Yao felt uncomfortable and clicked her tongue, "You bad boy, what dirty things are you thinking about again!"

puff! Elder Jiansan squirted out a sip of tea.

Bad, bad embryo? Dirty things?

Jian San was in a mess in the wind. This news was so exciting that it made people imagine.

Yan Fan laughed dumbly, turned around and lay on the guardrail, speaking in a low voice:

"I'm wondering if, with my current strength, I can fight against the Yuhua Palace alone. If I can't, they will definitely not let me go when we meet in the Central Continent."

He broke through the realm of life and death two hundred years ago.

There are two realms of life and death, emergence and nirvana.

Yan Fan is in the emergence stage and has never fought against any king of the life and death realm. He is not sure what level his combat power is. Can he compete with the Half-Step Supreme?

"Feathering Palace..." Su Yao pursed her lips and recalled, "Two thousand years ago, this orthodoxy gave birth to a half-step supreme in the Supreme War. The overall strength was not bad and he belonged to the top king orthodoxy. I warn you. , there are many rules in the Supreme Palace, if you take the initiative to provoke the king's orthodoxy, no one will help you."

"You won't help me either?" Yan Fan suddenly looked back and asked.

At this glance, Su Yao was seen bumping into each other.

Jian San coughed and said cautiously, "Uncle Su, the direction of the immortal boat is crooked."

"I want you to take care of it, can't I take a detour?" Su Yao snorted.

She tried hard to calm her heartbeat, gave Yan Fan another kick in the butt, and scolded, "The elders want to discuss something, you are an inner disciple, stay away!"

Yan Fan almost fell over, took three steps back, and complained, "Woman, your name is Fickle!"

"I'll go!" The five elders said in unison again.