I woke up after 300 million years

Time is like a hand hidden in the darkness, passing by in an instant.

It's slightly cool tonight, with clouds and mist covering the moon.

Qingshan is on the outskirts of Lanhai Province. This place is relatively remote, one and a half hours away from the city center. There are some farmers' pastures and warehouses nearby. The only thing worth mentioning is that the environment of this place is beautiful. As far as the eye can see, there are continuous mountains and green plateaus.

If you climb to the top of Qingshan during the day, you can also experience the beautiful scenery of clouds and mist at close range.

At this moment, thirty army vehicles were parked on the roadside, and seven hundred soldiers had already set up a cordon to surround the northeast side of Qingshan, prohibiting anyone from approaching.

Because the battle was so large, it naturally attracted the attention of the media and reporters. They wanted to interview each other, but were turned away. They just casually said that an ancient tomb was excavated nearby and the cultural relics needed to be protected.

This is indeed the case. A group of archaeologists were inspecting various artifacts in a temporary tent. Even though it was almost [-] o'clock in the morning, they were still working hard and did not feel sleepy at all.

However, these so-called cultural relics or artifacts are worthless and dismissive in the eyes of ascetics.

"Old Sun, the higher ups attach great importance to the Immortal Cave Mansion, and what you have given us is not enough."

The old man who spoke was probably in his sixties, with black hair mixed with gray. He was wearing a heavy dark green coat and had a wrinkled face that looked calm and intimidating.

The man next to him was an immortal man, dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, with a writing brush hanging from his waist. He had a long white beard and a pair of shrewd black eyes. He smiled slightly and asked:

"Lao Bai, I heard about the Mermaid Island incident. More than 300 soldiers and 170 students were killed. You were not demoted? Are you sent to deal with the matter here so quickly?"

The old man Bai Su narrowed his eyes, "I haven't reached the age of retirement yet. We are old friends. Don't be careless. You know what the higher ups want."

Sun Mo put his hands behind his back, took two steps back, stared at the archaeologist's tent, and said calmly:

"Hand over all the cultural relics we brought out from the dungeon. Don't be too greedy."

"It's not that we are greedy, it's that you have gone too far. In the Daxia territory, any cultural relics should be protected, including immortal skills and treasures." Bai Su retorted angrily in Dantian.

"Protection?" Sun Mo laughed out loud when he heard this, shook his head and said, "Old Bai, Old Bai, don't be stupid, what protection do you use? Firearms? Artillery shells? Nuclear weapons? What if foreign extraordinary people knew this? Things are coming latent, you are not the enemy at all!"

"Everyone is innocent and guilty!"

"You have to understand one thing. Taoism can defeat demons. Even if I give you immortal skills or treasures, how do you know how to practice? Can you activate the treasures?"

Bai Su was silent for a long time before sighing:

"We can cooperate. We are all here to protect Daxia."

The darkness was deep, the chirping of insects was pleasant, and a gust of autumn wind was refreshing. Sun Mo patted the old man on the shoulder:

"Don't be naive. You don't understand Taoism. Resources are limited. If we cooperate with you to cultivate more Taoists, what does our Taoist alliance mean? Although we are a 'family', we will not let tigers become troubles. Once you It is powerful but has insufficient resources. Dao Alliance will [-]% become the target of your hunting. You just want to control everything and don’t want too many unknown factors.”

Ta-ta, tap-ta, tap-ta.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the counselor rushed over and stated bluntly:

"Old Bai, you have your responsibilities, we have our protection, don't overstep your responsibilities."

"Your idea is to train more cultivators, but there are only so many resources in Daxia. The resources are shared equally. It is difficult to produce strong ones in cultivating. Facing the extraordinary, you are unable to resist. If you gather resources and train one or two strong ones, it will be enough. Those with extraordinary power are just like the senior swordsmen of the past, who killed the demons in Sakura Country with one man and one sword. They were timid and did not dare to set foot in our Great Xia."

Sun Mo from Tongtianmen recognized the man at a glance, with a smile on his face and said enthusiastically:

"Consultant Heart, Lao Jian's eldest disciple, I haven't seen you for a year. You have changed. You used to look honest and honest, but now... I can't tell, it seems that you have a stronger Taoist heart."

Consultant Xin, who was wearing a brown double-breasted windbreaker, clenched his fists and greeted politely:

"Senior Sun, you are getting older and stronger. You don't look like a 67-year-old at all."

"You brat, expose my background." Sun Mo cursed with a smile, glanced sideways at the man in the white coat behind him, and said clearly, "Are you going to find Liu Feng and Chen Sleep?"

The advisor nodded.

"Be careful, those girls from Thousand Hands Pavilion entered the second level half a day ago. One of you is handsome and the other is deep. Don't let them suck you dry." Sun Mo teased in a non-serious manner.

After exchanging a few words, Guan Xin and Yan Fan walked towards the slope.

The place was guarded by twenty heavily armed soldiers, and many snipers were watching in the dark.

Yan Fan held the Heart-Questing Sword as black as ink jade in his arms, with a wedding ring on his left ring finger, and whispered casually:

"The defense is pretty tight."

"The Immortal Cave Mansion involves too much, and the three Dao Alliance families may not be able to afford it, and they cannot hide it from Daxia's surveillance, so they chose to cooperate." Consultant Xin put his hands in his pockets and no longer wore a mask, and his voice returned to magnetism, "This is okay To maximize profits, we will give them the excavated ancient cultural relics unconditionally, and even give the troops one or two basic physical training exercises, and they will help send people to dig out the underground city, protect the site, and provide us with food and shelter. Why not? No, it’s a win-win situation.”

"Also, give me back my sword!"

They all want a piece of the pie, it’s getting more and more interesting... Yan Fan smiled in his heart, clenched the Questioning Sword that wanted to resist, and a weak divine power instantly suppressed it, shrugged and said:

"Don't be stingy, lend me your sword for fun. My wife once had a dream to travel to the ends of the world with a sword. I even learned swordsmanship, such as horizontal cuts, upward thrusts, and thrusts."

Swordsmanship is a hammer! You were slashing randomly with my sword, without any plan... The consultant was very depressed, unable to recall the Heart-Questing Sword, and lost contact with the sword spirit. He couldn't understand what kind of method it was.

He glanced at Yan Fan's wedding ring and asked if he had nothing to say:

"you are married?"

"Well, three years of marriage and three hundred million years of sleeping." Yan Fan said in a pleasant tone.

The two walked to the entrance, and the soldiers opened the temporary code-locked iron door. Inside was a passage going down. The walls were covered with wires and lights were installed. It was three meters wide, enough for five or six people to walk side by side.

Entering the passage and walking slowly up the stone staircase, the consultant rolled his eyes and asked again:

"I usually see you hanging out with those girls, and I thought you were quite romantic. Where is your wife?"

Yan Fan ran his fingers across the wall, feeling the coldness, and said with a smile:

"You are looking at people through colored glasses. In my eyes, they are just a group of lovely children. They are innocent, strong, romantic, capable of crying, making trouble, and shouting for help. It would be better if they were more frank. They obviously want to be extraordinary. But they didn’t dare to speak to me, I thought I was quite gentle.”

Putting his right hand on his chin, Yan Fan pondered for two seconds, "Speaking of my wife, I hope you will take the time to help me investigate the Zhao Group."

Those four girls want to become extraordinary? You are causing harm to them. If they are willing to join the Sword Sect, it would be a better choice... The consultant only dared to refute in his heart and ask with his mouth:

"Which Zhao Group? Which province?"

"I don't know." Yan Fan shook his head.

The consultant's mouth twitched with a gloomy expression, "Brother, you don't know anything, how can I help you? This is like shouting 'Zhang Wei' on the street, at least seven or eight times, there are tens of millions of enterprises in Daxia, There are quite a few groups named Zhao."

"Really?" Yan Fan wrinkled the word "Chuan" between his brows, not understanding this, "Well~ help me find a girl named Su Yue who works in the Zhao Group. The scope is small enough."

"Okay, once I find Liu Feng and Chen Sleep, I will mobilize the Sword Sect's network to help you." Consultant Xin nodded in agreement.

After a while, the two reached the last stone staircase.

Bright lights illuminate the huge underground city. Thirty people wearing hard hats are mining cultural relics on the ground and walls. There is a lot of dust and various instruments and equipment are placed.

This place is equivalent to five or six football fields, and there are seven or eight stone gates in the depths.

"They don't take a break?" Yan Fan asked sideways.

The consultant's heart took him deeper and murmured an explanation:

"These mining workers work in three shifts. They are all archaeological experts. They are particularly obsessed with cultural relics. They are racing against time to mine more cultural relics for protection and research... This is the first layer, about 100 meters underground. It is a There are ancient tombs more than 3000 years ago, passing through the stone gate, and there are many mausoleums and tombs. A Feng Shui master must have concluded that this place was extraordinary and many people were buried."

"At the end is the entrance to the Immortal Cave. I came here once yesterday and couldn't get in. It was blocked by a light curtain. According to Senior Sun, the people from Thousand Hands Pavilion have already entered."

Listening quietly, Yan Fan nodded thoughtfully.

He looked at the surrounding environment. Although it was an ancient tomb, after these days of excavation, some places were dilapidated and the walls were full of devastation. The simple chandelier brought light and dispelled the coldness and fear.

After passing through the huge underground city, the two entered the stone door on the left, a tomb made of bronze, lights placed in the corners, and a bronze coffin placed in the middle.

Yan Fan approached and reached out to touch the coffin lid.

In the quiet tomb, an inexplicable heartbeat sounded. After he removed his palm, the heartbeat stopped suddenly.

"The deceased in this bronze coffin was an extraordinary person with an extraordinary profession and a psychic. His soul still exists. It is probably sealed in the coffin by the ascetics."

The consultant was startled and asked in surprise:

"I've read a lot of poetry and books, don't lie to me, you can tell by just touching me?"

"Believe it or not." Yan Fan didn't bother to explain and walked straight to the bronze door at the back.

This bronze door is 12 meters high, seven meters wide, and opens to about one meter. It is thick and solemn.

"I believe it. In fact, I was abandoned by my parents when I was a child, and my master adopted me." Consultant Xin strode forward, hoping to ask, "How about you touch me? I want to know if my parents are still alive?"

"Idiot." Yan Fan pulled the collar of his shirt and entered the bronze door with steady steps.

What comes into view is a huge palace with red bricks and green tiles. Each stone pillar is carved with dragons and phoenixes. The stone wall above the head is inlaid with fluorescent stones, which looks like stars in the sky. Thousands of ceramic dolls kneel outside the palace stone staircase.

Several lights flickered on and off, and the sinister wind blew in. In a daze, the heads of the ceramic dolls rotated 180 degrees, and a sly smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"Broken!" The consultant used his finger as a sword and slashed upward into the sky, and the weak pink gas dissipated.

He raised his chest and raised his head, his eyes focused:

"These dolls emit a special gas that will cause hallucinations immediately if inhaled."

"People from Tongtianmen speculate that this was the tomb of an emperor from a certain era. A sarcophagus was placed in the middle of the hall to absorb the spiritual energy of the immortal cave. The people in the sarcophagus also wanted to become immortals after death."

"Seriously, touch me."

Yan Fan smiled without saying a word and stepped onto the hundred-story stone staircase.

Building a palace of this size more than 100 meters underground must have consumed countless manpower and financial resources.

The wooden door of the main hall was open, and Yan Fan could almost see the sarcophagus in the middle and the two women guarding beside the sarcophagus.

The two women looked to be 27 or [-] years old. They were wearing the same red dress. One had a high ponytail, one had hair flowing down her back, one was holding a compass, and the other was carrying a sword case.

Hearing the footsteps, the two women looked at the same time.

"Counselor's heart!"

Yan Fan played with the Questioning Heart Sword and joked:

"You are quite famous. People know you wherever you go."

"Low-key, low-key." The consultant pressed his palms in his heart, walked forward and said hello, "Miss Qianqian, Miss Wanwan, I heard from Senior Sun that your people have entered the second level. Can you help?"

Qianqian, who was holding a compass, had a smile as bright as a flower, "Okay, you two, each of you will give us a high-grade sword, or an advanced skill book, and two high-grade elixirs, and we will tell you how to enter the Immortal Cave."

The consultant took a deep breath, frowned, and emphasized:

"You really are a lion with a big mouth."

Qianqian shook her right index finger with a naughty expression and a serious tone:

"No, I'm robbing you openly, or do you stay with us for the night?"