I woke up after 300 million years

The trees want to be still, but the wind doesn't stop, and the beautiful plateau is instantly quiet.

Whether he was a member of the Sword Sect or a disciple of the Thousand Hands Pavilion, even Sun Mo, a strong man in the late stage of the Saint King, felt frightened and was too scared to act rashly.

He couldn't imagine how much force it would take to send Qian Xi flying with just one slap.

Although Qian Xi's physical strength is at the bottom of the Saint King Realm, with his cultivation here, it is easy to hit 30 kilograms of force with one hand. With the protection of the world inside his body, his defense is not bad. Even so, there is no suspense about being slapped. fly.

"Is it possible to open the sky?" Sun Mo stared at the right hand and swallowed, "Is it that Yan Fan? Hiss... In this case, he is most likely not a cultivator, but an extraordinary person. Who knows, before Yan San kidnapped Luo Die and others, the four puppets on the top of the green mountain, the extraordinary methods, and the missing Yan San, everything was his handiwork!?"

In many things, once the clues are cleared up, the truth emerges.

He and Jian Jinyan, old monsters who have lived for most of their lives, are not stupid, and can deduce the general situation from clues.

The right hand in the crack flicked, and the chain that bound the counselor's heart was broken.

Then, in full view of everyone, he slapped the consultant on the back of the head with his right hand, lifted the back of his neck, and moved away like a kitten.

"It hurts! Brother, please be gentle, you have strangled fate's neck!" The consultant subconsciously shrank his neck, his abdomen was sunken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, along with the minced internal organs and meat.

The blow just now almost killed him. Fortunately, he had broken through to the Holy King realm before and his body was strong.

"Bastard!" Qian Xi's roar resounded through the sky, he stepped on the red hydrangea and flew towards it, directly sacrificing the world inside his body, and a colorful mountain and river fell from the sky!

The impact of the mountains and rivers was so terrifying that even Sun Mo chose to avoid the edge temporarily and retreated a thousand meters with a depressed Jian Jinyan.

Jin Er; "Damn! This bitch is crazy! Open the inner world and fight. If this Holy King artifact is shattered, she will definitely die!"

Lin Zi: "Madman, he's so red-blooded that he doesn't even care about his own people!"

Mei Yiduo: "Quickly retreat! Don't get involved in the colorful mountains and rivers!"

The plateau was a mess, and the disciples were all running away. A large area of ​​lawn was swallowed up by the colorful mountains and rivers. The grass withered in an instant and sucked away the spiritual energy. It was some kind of holy king's method of depriving life and strength.

He paused with his right hand and relaxed his heart.

Immediately, the colorful mountains and rivers were pulled into the palm of the hand, continuously compressed and condensed, becoming a drop of sea water.

Throwing it away casually, this drop of seawater, which was as heavy as three mountains, penetrated the ground and fell a thousand meters underground.

A disembodied voice echoed in Qian Xi’s ears:

"Are you provoking me?"

In an instant, the void shattered, and a golden eye looked down at the world.

Pfft!

Qian Xi's body was out of control, and he knelt on his knees, sweating continuously, and his red dress was soaked. Never before had he felt the closeness of death more than now.

Sun Mo, who was hiding far away, did not dare to look directly into his golden eyes and immediately sent a message to Qian Xi:

[Don’t move, don’t move! This is not an existence that we can contend with. It is definitely the most powerful Beyonder. Calm down. Impulse is the devil. Only by living can we have hope! 】

Qian Xi felt aggrieved, his delicate facial features were distorted, and his anger and resentment were visible to the naked eye.

She is 57 years old, the Second Pavilion Master of Thousand Hands Pavilion, one of the 22 guardians of the Dao Alliance, and a late Saint King. She was forced to kneel by an extraordinary person in front of hundreds of disciples. This is worse than killing her. Uncomfortable.

It's not that she doesn't want to move, it's that she can't control her limbs at all.

Seven seconds later, the golden eyes dissipated, and his right hand lifted the back of the consultant's neck again, returning to darkness.

When the torn void healed, Qian Xi finally regained his mobility and stood up tremblingly. He wanted to curse but was so angry that he was speechless. In the end, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, fell back and fainted to the ground.

For her who loves face, today's scene is destined to be a lifelong shame!

"Second Pavilion Master!"

Seeing this, the female disciples of the Thousand Hands Pavilion rushed forward and hurriedly checked the injury of their pavilion master.

Sun Mo in white robe wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his right hand holding the ink pen shook with lingering fear.

He has come into contact with quite a few Extraordinaries, and has also killed some Extraordinary [-] monsters. He even followed the previous leader of the Tongtian Sect to the United States and faced a powerful Extraordinary [-] enemy.

In that battle, the sect leader fought three moves with his opponent and was slightly inferior.

Fortunately, the other party had no intention of embarrassing them and let them go, thus saving their lives.

"Extraordinary people... what kind of monsters are they? Why do they have such miraculous power? They only exist to destroy peace? Destroy the world? Dominate everything?" Sun Mo was half-sentiment and half-bewilderment, unable to figure this out. question.

Jian Jinyan lowered his head, said nothing, and ignored Jian Zong's people as he disappeared with his flying sword.

"Old sword! Old sword!" Sun Mo shouted twice, but the other party was indifferent.

He sighed, "The betrayal of Advisor Xin was a huge blow to him. Also, since Jian Quan died in battle eight years ago, Lao Jian has always treated Advisor Xin as his own son, alas..."

Sun Mo looked at the confused Jianzong disciples, at the unconscious Qian Xi, and at the panicked Qianju Pavilion disciples, and felt dizzy.

"Jin Er, do you have the communication jade charm with you?"

Jin Er, who weighed more than 200 kilograms, hurriedly covered his pocket with a wary look on his face, "Second Elder, that is a treasure given to me by my father. It is a life-saving thing for one-way sound transmission over a long distance."

"Stop talking nonsense! Give it to me quickly!" Sun Mo reached out to ask for it and said seriously, "Don't you realize the seriousness of this matter? A powerful extraordinary person infiltrated into the Immortal Cave Mansion, and Jian Jinyan's eldest disciple betrayed the Jian Sect. This pair of The Dao Alliance is an immeasurable loss, especially since the advisor knows too many secrets of the Dao Alliance... I must tell the sect leader about this and ask the sect leader to contact the alliance leader to discuss countermeasures."

Jin Er pouted, "Okay, I'll just give you this communication jade charm, and you'll pay me in the future."

Taking the communication jade talisman, Sun Mo avoided the crowd, walked aside alone, stated in detail what had happened before, and sent a one-way message to the door owner.

He knew that this time, the Taoist Alliance would definitely send Kaitian Power to come!

......

In a dark secret room, various mysterious characters are carved on the smooth stone walls.

The embarrassed consultant fell to the ground, gasping for air.

"This woman Qian Xi is too dangerous. She won't hold back at all and plans to kill me with one sword!"

Yan Fan frowned and said while holding a stone to carve characters.

"Don't cause trouble for me. I'll save you once and interrupt my deduction of the techniques. The basic formulas of these things are more complicated than expected, especially the conversion between 'spirit' and 'spirit son'."

"Stay well and don't speak. If you say one word, I'll beat you up!"

"I..." The consultant opened his mouth, but was punched in the head and shut up immediately.

He felt aggrieved, looked at Xu Yao who was squatting in the corner even more aggrieved, and walked over silently.

The two grown men leaned together, feeling sympathy for each other and hugging each other for warmth.

Xu Yao almost went crazy because of the suffocation. He stayed in a small secret room and was not allowed to speak out when he endorsed the book. He was beaten if he made any movement, and his stomach growled with hunger.

The three of them were busy with each other, one was concentrating on endorsing the book, one was quietly healing, and the other was deducing the formula.

Three hundred million years ago, Yan Fan and Su Yue worked as mathematics teachers. They have always believed that there is an underlying logic for any power, and there is a formula for building power. As long as the most primitive point is found, all problems will be easily solved.

"He destroyed the power of the universe inside the 'spirit' and transformed it into a 'spiritual energy' that is more suitable for this world and environment. The gathering of this material also requires a spirit. Even if the spiritual energy in the current era gradually becomes thinner and enters the end of the Dharma era, it will still exist. On the other hand, looking at the spirit, one is the pull of the power of the universe through the earth, and the other is the decomposition of human souls after death..."

"As a monk, give up the way of communicating with the gods, temper your flesh and blood, and control the gas..."

"He added a 'character seal' to this skill. It's a secret method. No wonder I didn't find it before. If this 'word seal' is destroyed, the skill will be completely ineffective..."

"Then I will change to the power of the sun..."

Yan Fan muttered with his lips, writing from Shiqiang on the left to Shiqiang on the right. They were all ancient characters. Guan Xin and Xu Yao couldn't understand them at all, and they couldn't understand what they were mumbling.

He overturned concepts over and over again and reorganized formulas over and over again, hoping to avoid the interference of Quan Tianzun's consciousness and integrate his own power to create a technique that transcended the immortal level.

This process is extremely complicated. If he had not mastered the ability of a "scholar" and developed his brain several times, he would not be able to play with these theories.

There is a truth for extraordinary people: everything they get is given by the "Creator".

Yan Fan discovered that Quan Tianzun was imitating this truth, setting up a shocking chess game, and seemed to want to replace the "Creator" and reach the same level as the "Creator".

An ambitious old fox.

Another two days passed.

The four stone walls of the secret room are covered with characters. Yan Fan, wearing a brown windbreaker, lies on the ground regardless of his appearance, and keeps deducing and calculating, sometimes frowning, sometimes surprised, and sometimes deep in thought.

The consultant was recovering from his injuries and sent a message to Xu Yao:

[Tell me, is eldest brother crazy? 】

Xu Yao didn't understand sound transmission and didn't dare to speak. He could only shake his head slightly to express his ignorance.

[What does shaking your head mean? Please speak! 】

Upon hearing this, Xu Yao's mouth twitched and he glared at the consultant. This guy is getting worse and worse.

At this moment, the stone in Yan Fan's hand shattered, and the last character was completed.

A miracle happened, all the characters burst out with dazzling golden light, broke away from the stone wall, and quickly arranged and combined in the sky above the secret room.

Each character contains the power of the sun, like a sun illuminating everything in the world.

After about twelve hours, 90.00% of the characters were broken and merged into the remaining characters.

Yan Fan took out a long-yellowed parchment scroll and spread it out on the stone table. The remaining characters flew into the parchment scroll to form a book of special skills.

"It's done!"

"Done?" The consultant finally couldn't help but stood up and approached, curious, "Brother, what level of skill is this? Is it very strong?"

As we spend more time together, he has gone from being reluctant at first to now being able to shout "big brother" when he opens his mouth. This change in his personality is visible to the naked eye.

Yan Fan exhaled a breath of thick air, with a pair of bright brown eyes. He pulled the collar of his white shirt with his right hand to make it looser and more comfortable, and then smiled meaningfully:

"It's higher than the Immortal level. It's a non-level technique with more complete content. It can cultivate each level to the extreme and surpass ordinary cultivators."

"Specific situations require experimentation and refinement. This is just a first version."

He picked up the parchment and threw it to Xu Yao, "I'll give you two days. The first eighteen paragraphs, a total of seven hundred words, must be memorized word for word."

Xu Yao, who was wearing a dirty white sportswear, caught the parchment roll and looked up to the sky and sighed:

"Oh my god, is this the punishment for not memorizing lessons well in junior high and high school?"

"It's only seven hundred words, and I can remember it in an hour." The consultant complained, "Looking back at the time when I was in Sword Sect, I had to memorize more than 20 books a year, and I could easily handle them."

Xu Yao shook his head, "You will never understand my sadness, just like the day does not understand the darkness of night. My worst performance is Chinese, and I hate endorsements the most in my life."

Leaning back against the stone table, Yan Fan said comfortably, "Instead of complaining, it's better to seize the time."

"This is a masterpiece that I have worked hard on, teacher. You are the first to recite it, which shows that you are an honorable student in the eyes of the teacher."

Yan Fan playfully played the role of teacher.

Opening the parchment and scanning it, Xu Yao stared at the first four words and read aloud:

"The Book of Beginnings."