At night, in the food street in the underground ghost market in Fuge City, in the hot food stall, the smell of oil smoke and food, the noisy voices and spatulas collision, everyone's face was shiny and filled with smiles.

This is the fireworks on earth.

"Dang!"

Two iced wine glasses collided together, and Li Yao and Meng Jiang, the best friend in high school, drank it all in one go, making a sound of unsatisfactory and smiling at each other.

"I haven't come back for three years, and the mulberry wine that Lao Du grilled is still as satisfying!"

Li Yao licked the corner of his mouth and felt a lot of emotion.

During the day, after leaving the middle school of the miner's children, he went to find his senior brother, Demon Sword Peng Hai, and the two went to visit his enlightenment teacher Mr. Sun.

When Mr. Sun was young, he was just a low-powered Qi Refining Cultivator. However, Hui Ruju discovered two super newcomers, Peng Hai and Vulture Li Yao, in his later years, and his status in the Chixiao Sect also increased.

In order to establish a good relationship with Peng Hai and Li Yao, the Chixiao School has taken good care of Mr. Sun in recent years. She arranged a good villa on the outskirts of the city for the elderly to enjoy their old age.

Mr. Sun has always resented the fact that Li Yao, the Second Lieutenant of Chixiao, swept the floor and went out. He is not a good person to the Chixiao faction, but likes to wander around in the slums every day, trying to find the next good seedling, which is also a hobby.

Li Yao, Peng Hai and Mr. Sun had dinner together, and asked Peng to "Cheng Feng" article "The article "The Sea handled his shares in the Double Dragon Association and handled trivial matters at 9 o'clock in the evening.

It just so happened that my best friend Meng Jiang also ended his three-year career in vocational academy and obtained the license of an intermediate image designer and was about to enter society.

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

The steaming fried noodles with mutton oil, the various grilled skewers thicker than the arms. The clams that were so spicy that they burst into tears and the extremely plump chicken legs were all delicious foods I thought about in high school, and they filled a large table.

"I really didn't expect that we would have another day to gather together. You are really good. You have become a foundation-building monk in just three years. Just like the demon sword Peng Hai back then!"

Meng Jiang smiled and filled Li Yao with wine, and sighed, "I am an ordinary person. I'm afraid I won't have a great future in my life. The only thing I want to be proud of is having a good friend like you! I didn't expect that after you became a foundation-building monk, I still remember my best friend and would ask me to have a meal in such a place. I am really happy!"

"Meng Jiang, you will always be my best friend, how could I forget it? I remember that back then, I was hunting monsters on the Demon Dragon Island, seriously injured and fell into a coma. Everyone said that I could not wake up, but you tried your best to protect me in school. For me, I also had conflicts with many people. I kept all this in my heart!"

Li Yao held the wine glass tightly and said a little embarrassedly, "But you know that becoming a cultivator is a boating against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I have to practice crazily for twenty-four hours a day, and sometimes I have to go to the battlefield. I have been fighting for life and death for several months, and I really have no time to gather with my old friends!"

"I understand that the situation is so tense now, and you cultivators must have worked very hard! Since you have embarked on this path, then you should be 100% engaged and keep climbing up! I'm still waiting for you to come to me for a drink after you become an old monster in the Nascent Soul!"

Meng Jiang smiled heartily, "Don't let me wait too long. If I become an old man, you will become an old monster in the Nascent Soul, I'm embarrassed to take a photo with you!"

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

"By the way, what about you?"

"Your ideal is to become the best image designer in the whole federal. I know you work very hard in school and have obtained an intermediate license that many senior image designers cannot get. What should I do next? Should I work or start a business by myself?"

Meng Jiang smiled slightly and said proudly: "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 myself. But you also know the environment of my family. There is no money at all, and my dad has never supported me in this industry."

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

"I secretly told you that I went to take the test a few days ago and have passed it successfully. As long as the data review is no problem, I will be a glorious federal army!"

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

"So that's what it is..."

Li Yao thought about it, took out a black frosted surface from his arms, a very low-key and luxurious golden spirit card, placed it on the greasy table, and handed it over.

Meng Jiang was stunned, and 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 our best friends, why do you have to be polite to me? This money should be enough for you to open a medium-sized image design club, so 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 Jin Lingtongka, and seemed to regret it, but gritted his teeth and smiled again:

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

"However, I have always regarded us two as our best friends. The friendship that we have 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 will always feel that this kind of friendship is no longer so pure, with flaws and distorted."

"What's more, compared to the success that can be obtained with ease, I still prefer to use my own hands to work hard to create my world bit by bit!"

"Only in this way, when I finally create a big image design empire, I will not feel even a little guilty!"

"Even if one day you really become an old monster in the Nascent Soul, I can still stand up straight and eat meat and drink with you with confidence!"

These words made Li Yao think about it for a long time, and finally touched his head and smiled:

"Okay. Meng Jiang, I didn't expect that if you haven't seen each other for three years, your realm has improved so much!"

"That's of course!"

Meng Jiang grinned, his eyes full of pride, "I am under great pressure with you, a super genius, as my best friend. Of course, I have to work hard to improve my realm so that I will not be too far away from you!"

"Although I am a little talented and I will never be able to awaken my spiritual roots in this life. I am just an ordinary person, but the last time I parted, I told you that ordinary people can also do great things, and may not be much worse than cultivators!"

"Perhaps, I can't become a cultivator in the eyes of the world, and make a name for the world and shock the Federation."

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

Li Yao was moved.

Under the red fire, the face of the best friend Meng Jiang shines, full of expectations for a better life in the future, as well as the confidence to make all efforts and fight to the end with his destiny.

This light made Li Yao happy. He raised his wine glass again:

"It's very well said, Meng Jiang. We are all cultivators in our own lives. Since we have chosen the path we want to take, we should work hard and go step by step. No matter how hard or difficult it is, we should not give up!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

...

Three days later, in the northwest of the Starry Federation, on the endless Gobi desert, the location of the Tianyuan Cannon!

The radius of five hundred miles was blocked tightly by the federal army. At least five powerful men of the Nascent Soul level were firmly monitoring the sky and the earth.

In the control center, more than a dozen research-oriented cultivators from the Dan stage led hundreds of experts, scholars and staff from the Foundation Establishment stage and hundreds of Qi Refining stages to operate nervously.

There are only five minutes left before the first launch of the Tianyuan Cannon.

Li Yao once saw millions of talismans that were sunk deeply into the ground began to shine, like a red sun rising.

Although it was a bright daytime with clear weather, the light inspired by the fluctuations of the psychic energy still made the blue sky and white clouds pale.

In the center of the circular pit, deep into the launch silo that reached the ground, a little red light became bigger and bigger, and a roar like wind and thunder was faintly emitted, as if a magma beast lying dormant deep in the ground was about to roar out.

That was the earth fire that had been calmed for half a year under the movement of the earth's crust and the changes in spiritual veins, and was about to burst out with unparalleled energy!

In the control center, the cultivators are accurately calculating the angle and direction, trying to add fuel to the explosion of earth fire!

"Last three minutes!"

"One hundred and eight crystal stone bombs are activated at the same time!"

"The Earth Fire Amplitude Array begins to operate!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

A slight vibration came from the depths of the ground, and circles of ripples rippled in the water cup placed on the table.

The expression on the face of every cultivator, including the old monster of the Nascent Soul, was as unpredictable as ripples.

The underground rock formation that could have blocked ground fire was shattered by a crystal bomb, and the amplification array could induce the huge energy contained in the ground fire in an instant.

The launch procedure has begun, and no force can be interrupted. All they can do next is wait.

Modern cultivators are natural atheists.

They may believe that there is a "race of gods and demons" that is extremely powerful and can destroy or transform the stars.

But I absolutely don’t believe that there will be a “god” who can’t perceive, observe or prove it, and control everything in the dark!

However, during these nearly stagnant three minutes, many of the most determined atheists on weekdays were muttering and praying to the gods that did not exist, just like ancient cultivators 40,000 years ago.

The mountain was shaking and the earth was moving more and more, and the red light in the launch silo became more and more dazzling. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, scorching steam was gushing out from the cracks in the underground, gathering into a cluster of white mist with its teeth and claws, and the temperature increased by at least a dozen degrees.

The Tianyuan Cannon, as its name suggests, explains the structure of this super teleportation array. The star orbit is like a rifle, spiraling downward in the launch silo.

There are a total of five star shuttles, each one apart a hundred meters away, and quietly docked at the bottom of the launch silo.

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

In another star shuttle, the star patrolmen made vulgar and wild jokes to express their inner tension.

There were also two star shuttles silently inside. Each star patrolman closed his eyes and listened quietly to the roar of the fire under his feet.
Chapter completed!