I woke up after 300 million years

After one day and one night.

Mu Changsheng finally arrived at Void City at all costs.

After all, he is a quasi-supreme person, so his flying speed is naturally not slow.

The Void City is built on a special land, where there is cold winter all year round, and the void is very unstable. Void turbulence occurs from time to time. If you are not careful, you will be sucked into the void and strangled.

Of course, there are risks and there are benefits. Every time the void flows, some treasures from the spiritual world will appear, which cannot be obtained by ordinary means. Only monks with powerful souls can take risks to pick them up. Every treasure is priceless.

Therefore, the Liu family of the saint clan chose this place as a holy land and opened up small worlds.

The sky was gray, with heavy snow falling, and it was more than 30 degrees below zero.

Mu Changsheng was carrying a coffin and standing at the foot of a mountain in the north of Void City.

He is not going to enter Void City to collect information. Yan Fan has seven days left, and he must race against time to obtain the Resurrection Grass.

More than two thousand years ago, Mu Changsheng visited the Liu Family of the Saint Clan once and knew the location of the entrance.

Void City is just a holy land to the outside world. The real Liu family is in a big world opened up above the void. To reach the entrance, the only way is to climb this snow-capped mountain with an altitude of 100,000 meters.

If it were an ordinary snow-capped mountain, it would be easy for monks to climb to the top. However, this snow-capped mountain was restricted by the Saint Clan. No monk could fly and could only climb it with bare hands.

Mu Changsheng tried it, but even the Quasi-Supreme One couldn't fly.

He exhaled a breath of hot breath, stretched his legs, and jumped fifty meters in one leap.

Grasping a slightly raised rock with both hands, Mu Changsheng smacked his tongue, "My explosion was only to this extent, not even a hundred meters away..."

This made him disappointed and remorseful, and he was even more afraid to waste time.

He began to climb the snow-capped mountains. Fortunately, his strong body was not afraid of wind and snow, and the climb went smoothly.

Another day and night passed.

Mu Changsheng finally reached the top of the mountain. His black hair, shoulders, and black clothes were all covered with thick white snow.

As far as the eye can see, two men are sitting in the bamboo pavilion. Their cultivation level is not low and they are in the realm of life and death.

Not far away, there was a translucent spatial light curtain, leading to the Saints.

The two men were drinking and were slightly drunk. They obviously did not expect that someone would climb the snow mountain at this time, and stared at Mu Changsheng in confusion.

One of them looked at it for a long time, burped, and murmured:

"This guy... looks so familiar."

His companion took out a pile of papers, rummaged through them quickly, took a closer look, and instantly sobered up.

"It's him! The man who came back with the lady more than two thousand years ago, Mu Changsheng!"

There was a very dazzling sentence written on that piece of paper: Dogs and shepherds are not allowed to enter!

"It's interesting. I think back in those days, when he was very high-spirited and claimed to be the most talented person in the Three Thousand Provinces."

"Three Thousand States? Where livestock lives, what comes out is not livestock!"

The two of them were drinking and taunting each other.

Mu Changsheng had no time to pay attention to the two of them and walked straight towards the space light curtain.

"Stop!" the gatekeeper shouted angrily, staggered over and raised the paper in his hand, "See clearly, dogs and shepherds are not allowed in!"

"Back then, my lord spared your life and threw you back to the lower world like garbage. Unexpectedly, you still dared to come to the Saint Clan. You are very courageous!"

Mu Changsheng was as calm as water, turning a blind eye to the two of them, walking around and walking inside.

The man guarding the gate was angry, "You're just a beast from the lower realms. If you dare to ignore me, you're looking for death!"

He raised his hand to strike with a killing move, turning his palm print into a spear, aiming to pierce the opponent's heart!

Without even looking at the man, Mu Changsheng took a step forward, and a shocking sword force erupted from a small area, shattering the spear and cutting off the man's hand.

"Ah!" Hysterical screams echoed across the empty mountaintop.

The other man had a chill running down his spine and no trace of drunkenness at all.

Two thousand years ago, Mu Changsheng was only in the Immortal Realm. Now, he can kill the Realm of Life and Death with just his sword power!

After a brief moment of shock, the man was filled with righteous indignation, "You bitch! Those who dare to hurt my Saint Clan, do you think they can come to the Saint Clan to show off their power with some strength? I will inform the Clan Elder now!"

The man is not stupid, he can see that Mu Changsheng is no longer what he used to be, and he is no longer the enemy of Yihe.

Mu Changsheng ignored him and walked into the space light curtain.

The surrounding environment changes instantly.

The snow is falling, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and on the fairy mountain, a waterfall flows down three thousand feet, and a road to the sky is too high to reach.

Mu Changsheng stepped on the stairs with his front feet, and a middle-aged man came with his back feet.

The middle-aged man knocked him back with a palm, and was quite puzzled, "After two thousand years of separation, you actually broke through to a quasi-supreme level of cultivation?"

Mu Changsheng had never seen the man before, but looking at his clothes, his rich appearance, and his unfathomable cultivation, it was obvious that he had an extraordinary status among the saints.

"Senior, I have no intention of stirring up trouble, I just came here to ask for a resurrecting grass!" Mu Changsheng said sincerely.

"Resurrection Grass?" The rich man half-squinted his eyes, looking at the coffin sealed with black cloth and chains, and suddenly realized, "Boy, you should know that you have been blacklisted by the Liu family, let alone the Resurrection Grass, even if you are not talking about the Resurrection Grass, If you dare to trample one of the weeds on the side to death, the Liu family will also..."

"Put him up."

Before the rich man finished speaking, a voice as thick as a mountain sounded.

Only his voice is heard, but his person is not seen.

"Holy Lord, he is a sinner in the lower world..."

"I said, let him come up." The voice was unquestionable, majestic and domineering.

The rich man looked nervous. He quickly bent down and lowered his head, raising his hands to the gray sky, not daring to say another word.

Holy Lord? A saint from the Liu family? Why let me go up there? There's a trap... Huh... It doesn't matter. The ancestor only has six days left. Even if it's a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, I have to break into it... Mu Changsheng took a deep breath and was firm in his belief. .

Just as he was about to take steps, the voice sounded again.

"You, an outsider, want to ask for help from the Liu family. How can you walk up this road to heaven? There are a total of 10,000 stone steps. You must kowtow step by step to express your respect and awe for the saints."

"If you don't want to, leave now. If you reach the top, I will give you a resurrection plant."

So that’s it, the Holy Lord is ready to humiliate this kid, hahaha... The rich man laughed wildly in his heart and said:

"Boy, go away, you..."

Pfft!

Mu Changsheng knelt on the stone steps, kowtowing step by step.

Time seems to be frozen...

For some reason, at this moment and this scene, the rich man was dumbfounded.

Men have gold under their knees, and monks even more so. They don’t kneel to heaven or earth, but only to their parents.

The rich man really couldn't imagine what kind of person could make Mu Changsheng, who had been silent and unyielding for three years under the guidance of the Holy Clan, kneel down without hesitation.

He saw determination, madness and desperation in Mu Changsheng's eyes.

"You..." The rich man opened his mouth, but was speechless. He turned around and disappeared due to lack of interest.

Ten thousand stone stairs!

Kowtow step by step!

On this day, many members of the Liu family heard the news and came over curiously.

Someone stood in the void, looked down at Mu Changsheng, and sneered, "This kind of dog still wanted to marry sister Ruyan back then? He didn't even look at his own virtue!"

Someone wearing a plush hat smiled scornfully, "He's just a beast from the lower world. The Holy Lord gave him a chance to visit the capital. It's a gift to him to knock on the capital every step of the way!"

Someone deliberately stood in front, with a wicked smile on his lips, "You bitch, you don't have to pay such a big courtesy to me, grandpa. The way you kowtow to me is so funny, hahaha..."

"Hahaha......"

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered nearby, laughing heartily, unruly and condescendingly.

Mu Changsheng seemed to be unable to hear, his forehead was bloody and bloody, his hands and feet were frozen purple by the special ice and snow, and he muttered silently:

Two thousand seven hundred, two thousand seven hundred and one, two thousand seven hundred and two...

Ancestor...you have to hold on...your descendants will definitely save you...