Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Text Chapter 401: Best Friend

At night, in the gourmet food street of Fuge City's underground ghost market, in the hot food stalls, there is oily smoke and the smell of food, noisy voices and the collision of spatulas. Everyone's face is shiny and full of smiles.

This is human fireworks.

"Clang!"

Two iced fruit wine glasses collided, and Li Yao and Meng Jiang, his best friend in high school, drank it down in one gulp, tsk-tsk and smiled at each other.

"I haven't been back for three years, but the mulberry wine that Lao Du grilled is still just as enjoyable!"

Li Yao licked the corner of his mouth, filled with emotion.

During the day, after leaving the Middle School for Miners' Children, he went to find his senior brother Yaodao Peng Hai, and the two went to visit their enlightenment mentor, Mr. Sun.

When Sun Lao was young, he was just a low-strength cultivator in the Qi refining period, but Hui Ruju discovered two super rookies, the demon sword Peng Hai and the vulture Li Yao, in his later years. A rising tide lifts all boats.

In order to build a good relationship with Peng Hai and Li Yao, the Scarlet Xiao faction has been taking good care of Mr. Sun these years, and arranged a good villa in the suburbs for the old man to enjoy his old age peacefully.

However, Mr. Sun has always hated the fact that Li Yao was kicked out by Chixiao No. 2 High School back then. He was not false to the Chixiao faction. Instead, he liked to wander around the slums every day, trying to find the next good seed, which was also considered a hobby.

Li Yao had dinner with Peng Hai and Elder Sun, and asked Peng "↙Chang"↙Feng"↙文"↖t Hai to deal with his shares in the Shuangjiao Club. point.

It just so happened that his buddy, Meng Jiang, had also finished his three-year vocational college career, had obtained an intermediate image designer's license, and was about to enter the society.

Li Yao and Meng Jiang hadn't seen each other for three years, so they just took this opportunity to meet at their favorite food street in the underground ghost market.

Steaming fried noodles in mutton oil, skewers of various colors thicker than an arm. Clams that are so spicy that they shed tears and fat chicken legs, these are the delicacies that I dreamed of in high school, and they filled a large table.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again one day. You can do it. You became a foundation cultivator in just three years. It's the same as the demon sword Peng Hai back then!"

Meng Jiang filled Li Yao's wine with a smile, and said with emotion, "I'm an ordinary person. I'm afraid I won't have any great prospects in this life. The only thing I should be proud of is having a good friend like you! I didn't expect that after you became a foundation cultivator, I still remember my best friend, and I am still willing to ask me to come to this kind of place for dinner, I am really happy!"

"Meng Jiang, you will always be my best friend. How could I forget? Back then, when I was hunting monsters on the Magic Jiao Island, I was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Everyone said that I would never wake up. But you tried your best to protect mine at school. For me, you also had conflicts with many people. I will keep all of this firmly in my heart!"

Li Yao held his wine glass tightly, and said a little embarrassedly, "Just you know, to become a cultivator is to sail against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I have to cultivate 24 hours a day, and sometimes I have to go to the battlefield. I've been fighting life and death for months, and I really don't have time. Gather with old friends!"

"I understand that the situation is so tense now. You cultivators must have worked very hard! Now that you have embarked on this path, you should devote yourself 100% to it and keep climbing! I am still waiting for the day when you become the Nascent Soul old monster. , come and drink with me again!"

Meng Jiang smiled heartily, "Don't make me wait too long. If I become a bad old man and you become a Nascent Soul monster, I'm ashamed to take a photo with you!"

Li Yao also smiled: "Don't worry, I won't make you wait too long!"

"By the way, what about you?"

"Your ideal is to become the best image designer in the entire Federation. I know that you have worked very hard in school, and you have obtained many intermediate licenses that senior image designers cannot pass. What are you going to do next? It's work. Or start your own business?"

Meng Jiang smiled slightly, and said with a little pride: "I'm going to join the army."

Li Yao was stunned: "Join the army?"

"That's right."

Meng Jiang nodded and said, "Of course I want to start a business and open an image design club by myself, but you know my family's environment. There is no money at all, and my father has never supported me in this business."

"Now that the Federation has entered a state of first-level war, the status of soldiers has been greatly improved, and the standards for joining the army have also been relaxed. After joining the army for three years and retiring from the army, you can get a loan and realize my dream!"

"Secretly, I went to take the test a few days ago and passed it successfully. As long as there is no problem with the document review, I will be a glorious federal army!"

"Ha, even my dad doesn't know about this news. If the old man knows, he must be very angry!"

"It turned out to be like this..."

Li Yao thought for a while, then took out a very low-key and luxurious Gold Link Card with a black matte surface from his pocket, placed it on the greasy table, and handed it over.

Meng Jiang was taken aback, hesitation flashed in his eyes, he drank a glass of iced mulberry fruit wine, took a deep breath, and pushed the card back.

Li Yao frowned, and said, "Meng Jiang, we are best friends, why should you be polite to me? This money should be enough for you to open a medium-sized image design club, and you don't have to work as hard as joining the army. Now it's very dangerous to go to the front line !"

Meng Jiang glanced at the Gold Smart Card, seemingly regretting it, but he gritted his teeth and smiled again:

"Li Yao, I know you have good intentions, and this money is nothing to you."

"However, I have always regarded the two of us as best friends. The friendship formed since middle school is the purest thing, and I regard it as a treasure!"

"So, I can't use your money to start a business, otherwise I always feel that this friendship is no longer so pure, flawed, and sour."

"What's more, compared to the success that can be achieved easily, I still prefer to use my own hands to create my world bit by bit!"

"Only in this way, when I finally create a big image design empire, when I look back, I won't feel even the slightest guilty conscience!"

"Even if one day you really become the Nascent Soul monster, I can still straighten my back and eat meat and drink with you confidently!"

These words made Li Yao ponder for a long time, and finally scratched his head and laughed:

"Okay. Meng Jiang, I didn't expect to see you in three years, and your realm has improved so much!"

"Of course!"

Meng Jiang grinned, his eyes glowed with pride, "With you, a super genius, as my buddy, I'm under a lot of pressure. Of course, I have to work hard to improve my level, so as not to distance myself too much from you!"

"Although my talent is mediocre, it is impossible to awaken my spiritual roots in this life. I am just an ordinary person, but I told you when we parted last time that ordinary people can also do great things, and they may not be worse than cultivators. How many!"

"Perhaps, I can't become a cultivator in the eyes of the world and become famous all over the world. Shock the Federation."

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

Li Yao was moved.

Under the light of the red fire, the face of the best friend Meng Jiang is shining, full of expectations for a better life in the future, and the confidence that he is willing to make all efforts for this and fight his fate to the end.

This light filled Li Yao with joy. Raise your glass again:

"That's very well said, Meng Jiang. We are all cultivators of our own lives. Since we have chosen the path we want to take, we should put in all our efforts and go step by step. No matter how hard it is, no matter how difficult it is. No matter how tired we are, Don't even give up!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

...

Three days later, in the vast Gobi Desert in the northwest of the Star Federation, the Tianyuan Cannon was located!

A radius of 500 miles was tightly blocked by the federal army. At least five Nascent Soul level powerhouses are closely monitoring the sky and the ground.

In the control center, more than a dozen research-oriented cultivators at the alchemy stage, leading hundreds of experts, scholars and staff at the foundation stage and hundreds of Qi refining stage, are operating nervously.

There are still five minutes left before the Tianyuan cannon is fired for the first time.

Li Yao once saw a large disc sunken deeply to the ground, with millions of talismans starting to shine, like a red sun rising gradually.

Even though it was a clear day, the radiance inspired by spiritual energy fluctuations still made the blue sky and white clouds eclipsed.

In the center of the large circular crater, deep in the silo leading directly to the ground, a little red light grew bigger and bigger, and there was a faint roar like a wind and thunder, as if a giant magma beast dormant deep in the ground was about to roar out.

That is due to the movement of the earth's crust and the changes in the spiritual veins, the ground fire that has been quiet for half a year is about to burst out with unparalleled energy!

And in the control center, the cultivators are accurately calculating the angle and direction, trying to add fuel to the fire!

"The last three minutes!"

"One hundred and eight spar bombs, activated at the same time!"

"The Earth Fire Amplification Formation is starting to operate!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

There was a slight vibration from the depths of the ground, and ripples rippled in the water glass on the table.

Including Nascent Soul, the expressions on the faces of every cultivator were as unpredictable as ripples.

The underground rock formation that could have blocked the ground fire was shattered by the spar bomb, and the amplification circle could stimulate the huge energy contained in the ground fire in an instant.

The launch procedure has already started, and no force can interrupt it. All they can do next is wait.

Modern practitioners are natural atheists.

They may believe that there is a certain kind of "god and demon race" that is so powerful that it can destroy or transform the stars.

But I absolutely do not believe that there will be a "god" who cannot be perceived, observed or proven, and manipulates everything in the dark!

However, during the almost stagnant three minutes, many of the most steadfast atheists on weekdays, like Gu Xiu 40,000 years ago, muttered and prayed to gods that did not exist.

The magnitude of the mountain shaking and ground shaking became bigger and bigger, and the red light in the silo became more and more dazzling. For hundreds of miles, scorching steam spewed out from the cracks in the ground, converging into white mist with teeth and claws, and the temperature increased at least Ten degrees.

The Tianyuan Cannon is just like its name, which explains the structure of this super teleportation array. The star tracks are like rifling, spiraling downward in the silo.

A total of five star shuttles, each one hundred meters apart, quietly docked at the bottom of the silo.

In one of the star shuttles, the star patrollers sang loudly, and the loud and clear national anthem and military anthem repeatedly echoed in the narrow cabin.

In another Star Shuttle, the Star Tourists made crude and wild jokes and expressed their inner tension.

There was no sound in the two star shuttles, and every star patroller closed his eyes, quietly listening to the roar of the ground fire under his feet.

It's the last minute until the launch! (to be continued...)

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