I woke up after 300 million years

The man has a middle-parted hairstyle. He is 27 years old. He looks like he is 37 years old. He looks older, has sallow skin, and is in a sluggish state. There is a hole in his shoulder and a large area of ​​blood stained red. It is obvious that he has been attacked by a monster before.

His name is Lin Zi, a direct disciple of the second elder of the Sword Sect, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of supernatural power.

Some disciples frowned and asked, "People from Thousand Hands Pavilion?"

Some disciples retorted, "Probably not. The women in Qianju Pavilion love red dresses and have long hair. Look at the woman at the head, who has shoulder-length short hair. Judging from her courage, she gives me the feeling of a soldier in the army."

Some disciples were surprised, "troops? Did they send people here?"

Compared to his junior fellow apprentices, Lin Zi is more vigilant. In Immortal Cave Mansion, apart from fellow disciples, no, even fellow fellow disciples, if they encounter treasures, they may be killed and robbed.

In short, you must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others.

The two sides faced off for 1 minute.

The mature royal sister Ye Yan took two steps forward, stood in front of everyone, and asked tentatively:

"Have you found the exit?"

exit? Not the entrance to the Holy Land? Or is she misleading me... Lin Zi was slanderous and suspicious. He looked indifferent on the surface and asked instead:

"Have you ever entered this door?"

"No, this place is too dangerous. To be conservative, we don't plan to enter. If you want to investigate, please feel free to do it yourself." Ye Yan's words are watertight, and he uses retreat to advance.

Lin Zi sneered, "You want us to be guinea pigs to explore the road?"

The atmosphere instantly became chilly, the cold air surged in the crystal door, and the ground outside the door gradually began to freeze.

Xu Yao's right hand touched the side of the mountaineering bag, with a dagger tied around it, ready to fight back.

When the two sides were at war with each other, another group of people arrived.

This group of people were uniformed in white robes with the word "Tong" embroidered on the chest. There was one more person than Jian Zong. There were 13 people in total, both men and women. Each of them carried a cloth bag with many talismans.

"Lin Laoer is getting more and more promising. He is really embarrassing to our Dao Alliance by scaring a group of little girls. You are in the middle stage of supernatural power. How could you not sense that there is no spiritual energy fluctuation in their bodies? They are a group of mortals."

He was described as a fat man, about 1.6 meters tall, weighing [-] kilograms, with a fat head and a round face, a figure-eight gait, and small eyes. He looked arrogant and domineering and deserved a beating.

"Jin Er!" Lin Zi called out the other party's name, raised his eyebrows, and looked unhappy.

Fatty Jin Er smiled obscenely, "Beauties, don't be afraid. Lin Lao Er is a bastard who will always be suppressed by the advisor. Come behind me and I will protect you. With my position in Tongtianmen, he can't do anything." Don’t dare let go!”

"Father Jin Yiwei!"

Hearing the words "consultant heart", Lin Zi gripped the hilt of the sword harder and gritted his teeth:

"Don't go too far!"

Jin Er raised his chest and raised his head, raising his voice, "Father Jin Yiwei!"

The junior fellow apprentices behind Lin Zi were angry and cursed one by one:

"The son of the sect master is amazing. You, a little piece of garbage in the early stage of burning souls, have the guts to fight in a one-on-one fight!"

"You only know how to fight with me, I can defeat you with just one hand!"

"Without your father's protection, you would have been beaten to death!"

The people behind Jin Er were not afraid, and stepped forward one by one to curse:

"Sword Sect? It's so good! I'll smash you to death with a bunch of talismans!"

"Come on, come on! Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, whoever is the coward is the dog!"

"Except for the sect leader's son and daughter, this generation of Jian Sect is all weaklings!"

The two sides became increasingly angry, pushing and shoving at close range, pointing and cursing, spitting and fighting.

The six-member girl group was stunned.

Is this a monk? What's the difference between this and the aunt who quarreled at the vegetable market?

Lu Bao was greatly disappointed. He thought that the people of the Sword Sect would be like the immortals in the TV series, with one person and one sword, suave and high-quality monks who drank wine and wrote poems, and were handsome and extraordinary monks.

The result... well, to put it bluntly, ascetics are also human beings. They just know how to practice and have nothing to do with quality, education, or morality.

As long as they are human beings, everyone gets angry in the same way. They open their mouths and greet each other's relatives.

"Are these monks sick?" Song Shuning complained in a low voice.

Ye Yan said indifferently, "Faced with this situation, it is best to treat conservatively and ampute all the limbs below the head."

The situation became more and more intense. The people from Jianzong drew their swords, and the people from Tongtianmen took out their talismans.

Lin Zi, who had a middle-parted hairstyle and a frosty look on his face, asked:

"Is it necessary? Don't force me to do it to you!"

"Come on, I'll stretch my neck out to you and chop me. If you don't chop me, you're not a man!" Jin Er tilted his head, patted his neck, and looked like a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. He opened his mouth and added, "Father Jin Yiwei."

Lin Zi: "..."

"Your circle is really chaotic." Meng Xiaoxin smacked her tongue and shook her head, trying to escape by calling Luo Die and others to take the opportunity to escape.

She took a step back, and the ground sunken slightly.

"Woo, I've stepped into a trap again!" Meng Xiaoxin felt aggrieved, tears welling up in her eyes.

The girls felt a chill, recalling the scene in Poseidon Kingdom, and swallowed their saliva.

"Don't..." Before Luo Die said "Don't move", the ground turned over and his body was suspended in the air.

"Mengmeng! You two hundred and five!"

"Again! I'm convinced, is this a mascot or an unlucky guy?"

The six girls fell down and the ground returned to its original state.

Xu Yao was shocked and wanted to rush over to rescue him. Unexpectedly, the space behind him was torn apart. A right hand stretched out, grabbed the back of his neck, dragged him into the darkness, and disappeared.

The people from Jianzong and Tongtianmen were horrified, stopped arguing, and gathered around the position in front of the six girls.

"Has the formation been triggered?" Lin Zi was confused and stomped on the ground, but nothing happened.

"Idiot." Jin Er squinted his eyes and sarcastically said, "Didn't anyone in the Sword Sect teach you the formation? This is obviously a one-time passage. The connection between the spirits has been disconnected. It will be useless even if you step on it for 100 years. Jumping around like a monkey, it’s so funny.”

"I'll wipe it!" Lin Zi was completely angry. He couldn't bear it any longer. He waved his big hand and stabbed with his sword, "Jianzong disciples, kill them!"

"Tch." Jin Er took two steps back and took out various treasures, "Brothers and sisters, take care of them!"

A melee broke out, and inside the crystal door, a pair of huge eyes opened in the ice and snow.

......

"Ah! So fast! So dark! So helpless!"

Meng Xiaoxin screamed loudly, curled up her legs tightly, and her fat face turned pale with fear.

This is not a vertical passage, but an inclined passage. The ground is as smooth as jade, resulting in extremely fast speeds without any buffer.

Three minutes later, Bing Yuxin was the first to fly out. Even though she reacted quickly and put her hands on the ground, she still hit her face, causing her hand bones to crack and become dislocated.

"Hiss..." She gasped in pain, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, she gritted her teeth, remained silent, quickly adjusted her position, and caught Lu Bao with her body.

On the plateau, the two of them rolled back several times, looking embarrassed and their arms and backs aching.

"Get out of the way!" Ye Yan exclaimed. In order to avoid Class D's chest hitting the ground, he jumped and ran on the lawn with inertia. Finally, he staggered and fell sideways.

Song Shuning and Meng Xiaoxin were equally miserable. They both faced the ground and lay motionless on the lawn.

Only Luo Die, whose physical fitness was much higher than that of ordinary people, landed smoothly and remained intact.

After calming down for a long time, Song Shuning turned over, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and nosebleeds, looking up at the sky.

She touched her nose and said feebly:

"Mengmeng! I hate you!"

Scratching the grass with both hands, Meng Xiaoxin covered her head and pretended to be dizzy.

Luo Die checked Bing Yuxin's injuries. With a thought, the medical kit appeared, "Don't move. There was a cut on your left hand, and your right hand should be misplaced. I'll help you reduce inflammation and bandage first, and then help you break back the bones. My second godfather taught me that it hurts a lot, so bear with it."

Looking at the medical kit, Bing Yuxin opened her mouth, but then chose to remain silent.

After some treatment, her left hand was bandaged and the bones in her right hand were restored.

The group of people stood on the plateau and looked back. The passage they came from had long since disappeared. Looking around, they could see several brown wild horses galloping in the distance, and there were cattle and sheep watching among the hills.

Blue sky, white clouds, soft spring breeze, everything is beautiful and wonderful, full of the breath of nature.

"Where is this?" Bing Yuxin held the empty shell pendant, her mind filled with questions.

Luo Die took off her white coat, shook off the weeds on it, and spoke slowly:

"If you guessed it correctly, this is the Holy Land of Eternity, and our experience has just begun."

"Mengmeng's good luck brought us here, which is both a good thing and a bad thing."

"My godfather taught me that Feiyi's 'mascot' only has a passive ability of 'good luck', and there is an upper limit. If too much good luck is consumed at once, it will have side effects and be targeted by the God of Doom. Next It has become extremely unlucky and irreversible.”

Listening carefully, Meng Xiaoxin stood up and said with dumbfounded eyes:

"It's okay if you don't tell me. But if you tell me, my head hurts, my stomach hurts, and I feel uncomfortable all over!"

......

High mountains and flowing water, inside a simple bamboo house.

Xu Yao, who was dressed in black and had short hair, fell to the ground and felt pain in the back of his head. He stood up like a carp, held the dagger, and observed the situation to identify the person who attacked him.

When he saw the man in a brown trench coat in front of the wooden table, he took a breath and relaxed his guard.

"Boss, next time you call me, can you say hello first? You scared me!" Xu Yao's mouth was bitter, he picked up the dagger, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then he had the heart to look around the room.

I saw a handsome man in white sitting cross-legged on the ground. There was a golden scale between his eyebrows and a pair of horns on his head. He was obviously not human.

He frowned, and then he discovered the twelve water mirrors, and everything in the maze was monitored.

Sure enough, the boss has always been in control of the overall situation and there is no way that Luo Die could have an accident. This ability is really perverted. If someone takes a bath... Xu Yao noticed a line of sight while thinking about it.

Their eyes met, he scratched the back of his head awkwardly and coughed:

"Boss, don't you need me to protect them?"

Yan Fan seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He looked at Xu Yao for more than ten seconds, then looked away, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"You are quite smart. You know that I asked you to follow them for protection. After all, they are too young and inexperienced. They may not be able to enter the state of experience quickly. I can rest assured if you follow me."

"However, this girl Meng Xiaoxin's good luck is really great. She arrived at the Holy Land Yongzhi faster than I expected, with half the pros and cons. For a long time to come, her good luck will expire and be replaced by misfortune. They will wait for Together, the misfortunes are evenly divided and no one can escape."

"Misfortune?" Xu Yao approached and ignored the man in white. Instead, he stared at the third water mirror on the left and asked thoughtfully, "Boss, do you mean that the mascot profession has a negative impact?"

Putting the tea cup down gently, Yan Fan nodded, shook his head again, and spoke eloquently:

"There are three thousand extraordinary professions. Except for the seventeen paths to becoming gods, all others have negative effects. There is always a price to pay for everything. In the early stage, the bad luck of the 'mascot' will last for twelve hours, which is like a curse. , maybe you will choke to death if you drink water, a misfortune that cannot be underestimated."

"The negative effect of being a dreamer is headache. The more powerful, terrifying, and unrealistic the fantasy is, the more severe the headache will be. In severe cases, auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations are possible."

Xu Yao felt uneasy, "What about me?"

Yan Fan smiled and said nothing. He slid his right hand and the three water mirrors condensed into a larger water mirror. The picture rotated for a few seconds and was fixed on the consultant's heart.

"Still running away?" Long Baibai stretched his neck and shook his head, "This boy has strong perseverance, but unfortunately, he needs strength but not strength, means but not means, looks but not appearance, Jianzong is increasingly unable to cultivate talents. ”

"You're about the same, Choulong." Yan Fan complained casually.

Long Baibai was immediately unhappy. He slapped the table with his palm and retorted seriously:

"Brother, you can say that I'm not handsome, but you can't say that I'm not handsome! I think back then, I was called 'a dragon in the waves' in the Dragon Clan, and I was the ceiling in the beauty world... Look at my skin, White and flawless, delicate and smooth! Look at my eyes, golden legend, piercing! Look at my reverse scales, the only one with super high defense, containing my strongest magical power, so handsome!"

The opponent's face kept getting closer, and Yan Fan kicked Long Baibai in disgust, "If you dare to get even one meter closer to me, I'll beat you up!"

A dollar coin flew up, and Liu Qingtong appeared behind Xu Yao, obediently.

She felt the dragon power emanating from the man in white, like a human emperor.

"Is this a dragon? I'm so narcissistic. I really want to touch the dragon's head for good luck." Liu Qingtong hid behind Xu Yao and stuck his head out, cowardly and wanting to play.

After settling his mind, Yan Fan stared at the counselor's heart in the water mirror and murmured:

"It's just you."