Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

At night, the food in the underground ghost market of Fungo City in a street, in a hot, baked platoon, the smell of smoke and rice, the noise of people and the collision of the shovel, everyone's face was bright and greasy and filled with smiles.

That's human fireworks.

“Dang! ”

The two chilled fruit glasses collided, and Li Yao and his high school best friend Meng Jiang drank up, making an uninterrupted sneer and smiling at each other.

“Three years without coming back, the old Du BBQ mulberry wine is just as addictive! ”

Li Yao licked the corner of his mouth and was emotional.

During the day, after leaving the secondary school of the miner's son, he went to see the brother and demon knife Penghai, and the two went to visit the Enlightenment Master Sun Lao together.

When Sun was young, he was just a low-strength gas refiner, but his eyes were like a torch. Later in life, he unearthed two super newcomers, Penghai and Li Yao the vulture. Even his status as a redneck raised the boat.

In order to have a good relationship with Peng Hai and Li Yao, Qiao Pai has been very well placed to take care of Sun Lao for many years, and has arranged a nice villa on the outskirts of the city for the elderly to enjoy their old age.

Sun Lao has always hated the fact that Lieutenant Colonel Li Yao swept out of the house that year. Instead, he liked to wander around in the slums every day, trying to find the next good seedling, which is also an amateur hobby.

Li Yao had dinner with Penghai and Sun Lao, and asked Penghai to deal with his shares in the Shuanghui Club. It was 9: 00 p.m.

It also coincided with the end of three years of vocational college in Mengjiang, the old party, who took the license of an intermediate image designer and was about to enter society.

Li Yao and Meng Jiang haven't seen each other in three years, so it's a good opportunity to meet up on their favorite underground ghost market food street.

Hot sautéed sheep butter noodles, thicker than arms, spicy to tearful clams and fat chicken legs, these are delicious things to think about in high school and filled with big tables.

“I had no idea we had another day together. You were brilliant. In just three years, you became a founding brother-in-law, just like the demon knife Penghai! ”

Meng Jiang filled Li Yao with wine with laughter and emotion. "I'm an ordinary person, I'm afraid I won't make much difference in my life. The only thing to be proud of is having a good friend like you! After you became Brother Tsukiji, I remembered my best friend, and I came to a place like this to eat. I'm really glad! ”

“Mengjiang, you are always my best friend, how can I forget? When I was hunting demon beasts on Magic Island, I was badly injured, I was in a coma, everyone said I couldn't wake up, and you were trying to defend me in school, for me, there was a conflict with a lot of people, I kept all this in mind! ”

Li Yao held onto the glass and was somewhat embarrassed. "It's just that, you know, being a fixer, it's an anti-water boat, and if you don't go in, it's a retreat thing. I have to practise madly for 24 hours a day. Sometimes I have to go to the battlefield. I've been fighting for months with my life and death. I really don't have time to party with my old friends! ”

“I understand that the situation is so tense right now, you practitioners must be struggling! Now that you're on this path, put 100% into it and keep climbing up! I'm still waiting for you to come and drink with me one day after you become a Yuan Baby Monster! ”

Meng Jiang chuckled, “Don't make me wait too long. If I become a bad old man and you become an old Yuan Baby Monster, I won't be ashamed to take pictures with you! ”

Li Yao laughed too: "Don't worry, you won't be waiting too long! ”

“And you? ”

“Your ideal is to be the best image designer in the Federation, and I know you've worked very hard at school, and you've got an intermediate license that no senior image designer can take, so what are you going to do? Is it work or starting your own business? ”

Meng Jiang smiled slightly with a little pride: “I'm going to join the army. ”

Li Yao stunned: “Joined the army? ”

“Exactly. ”

Mengjiang nodded, “Of course I want to start a business and open my own image design club, but you know my environment, there's no money at all, and my dad hasn't supported me in this business. ”

“Now that the Federation is in a first-degree state of war, the status of the military has improved considerably, and the standards of military service have been relaxed. Three years after joining the army, I can get a loan to fulfill my dream! ”

“I secretly told you that I went to the test the other day and it was passed successfully. Next, as long as the data review is OK, it will be an honorable Confederate army! ”

“Ha, I don't even know about this news. If the old man knew, he'd be so angry! ”

“It turns out...”

Li Yao thought about it, pulling out a brushed black surface from his arms and placing it on the greasy table with a very low-key luxury Golden Spirit card.

Meng Jiang suddenly flashed his hesitation, drained a glass of frozen mulberry fruit wine, took a deep breath and pushed the card back.

Li Yao frowned. "Meng Jiang, we are best friends, why are you so kind to me? This money should be enough for you to open a medium-sized image design club. You don't have to work so hard to join the army. It's dangerous to be on the front line now! ”

Mengjiang swept Jin Lingtong card and seemed to regret it, but bit his teeth and smiled again:

“Li Yao, I know you mean well, and the money is nothing to you. ”

“However, I have always regarded us as my best friends, the friendship we have had since middle school, the purest thing, and I regard it as a treasure! ”

“So I can't take your money to start a business, otherwise I always feel like this friendship is no longer so pure, flawed and smelly. ”

“Besides, I still prefer to spell out my world with my own hands, little by little, compared to the success I can easily reach! ”

“Only then, when I finally create a big image to design the Empire, will I look back and not feel even a little faint! ”

“Even if one day you really become a Yuan Baby Monster, I will still be able to straighten up my waistplate, honestly eat meat and drink with you! ”

Li Yao thought about it for a long time and finally touched his head and laughed:

“Yes, Meng Jiang, I didn't expect to see you in three years. Your situation has improved so much! ”

“Of course! ”

Meng Jiang grinned and his eyes glowed with pride. "With you super genius as my best friend, I am under a lot of pressure. Of course, I must desperately improve the situation so as not to draw too far away from you! ”

“Although my gift is ordinary, I cannot awaken spiritual roots in my life, I am just an ordinary person, but the last time I left, I said to you that ordinary people can do a great thing as well, not necessarily much worse than those who fix the truth! ”

“Perhaps I cannot be the man of the world, the man of fame, who shakes the Federation. ”

“But I can at least become my own practitioner, cultivate my life, and control my destiny! ”

Li Yao Momentum.

Under the flame of the red tongue, the face of the dead party Meng Jiang sparkled bright, full of expectations for a better life in the future, and willing to make every effort to do so, with the ultimate confidence of fate.

This light made Li Yao happy and raised the glass again:

“Excellent speech, Mengjiang, we are all practitioners of our own lives. Since we have chosen the path we are going to take, we will make every effort to keep walking step by step, suffering, harder, tired, do not give up! ”

“Cheers! ”

“Cheers! ”

……

Three days later, in the northwestern part of the Federation of Stars and Glows, on the endless Gobi Desert, where the Tian Yuan artillery is located!

Five hundred miles across were sealed off by the Federal Army, and at least five strong men of Yuan infancy were under close surveillance in the heavens and the earth.

Within the control center, more than a dozen research practitioners of the Knockout Phase, led by hundreds of foundations and hundreds of expert academics and staff of the Refining Phase, are operating intensely.

The first launch of the Uranus cannon is in the last five minutes.

Li Yao once saw a large disk that receded deep into the ground, and millions of spiritual charms began to shine, as if a round of red sun had risen.

Even though it is a sunny big day, the brightness of spiritual fluctuations darkens the blue sky and the white clouds.

Just in the center of the circular pit, deep into the launch well leading to the ground, a little red light is getting louder and louder, hidden wind thunder roar, a magmatic beast lying deep beneath the ground, about to burst out.

That was six months of calming ground fire in the midst of changes in crustal motion and spiritual veins, about to erupt unparalleled energy!

And in the control center, the fixers are precisely calculating the angle and orientation, trying to fuel the flames!

“Last three minutes! ”

“One hundred and eight Crystal Bombs, simultaneously activated! ”

“Groundfires are up and running! ”

“Boom, boom! ”

There was a slight vibration from the depths of the ground and a lap of ripples swung through the cup placed on the table.

The expression on the face of every practitioner, including the Yuan Baby Monster, is also as uncertain as a ripple.

It could have blocked the subterranean formation of the fires and was blown to pieces by a crystal bomb, while the amplification array could have caused the enormous amount of energy contained in the fires to ignite in an instant.

Launch procedures have begun, and there is no power to interrupt, and then all they can do is wait.

Modern practitioners are natural atheists.

They may believe that there is some kind of "demonic race” that is powerful enough to destroy or transform the stars.

But there is absolutely no belief that there will be a “god” who cannot perceive, observe and prove, manipulate everything in the underworld!

But in these nearly stagnant three minutes, many of the most resolute atheists of the weekday, like the ancient Shu of 40,000 years ago, read nagging in their mouths and prayed to non-existent gods.

The mountain rocked more and more, and the red light in the firing well grew more and more eye-catching. Within hundreds of miles, the hot steam erupted from the cracks in the ground, converging into a cluster of white fog with teeth and claws, and the temperature increased by at least a dozen degrees.

The Uranus artillery, just as the name suggests, explains the structure of this supertransport array, with star orbits like ribbons spiralling down in the launch shaft.

Five shuttles, each 100 meters apart, docked quietly at the bottom of the launch shaft.

In one of the shuttles, the star tourists played songs, bright national anthems and military songs, echoing repeatedly in narrow compartments.

Inside the other shuttle, the star tourists made a rough and wild joke, lying deeply nervous.

There were also two star shuttles, each with his eyes closed, listening quietly to the roar of the ground fire beneath his feet.

Last minute to launch!