Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The wind slammed, the torrential rain slammed, the thunder lived, the queen stunned, and Li Jialing also stunned.

"Xinghai Republic?"

The queen frowned and muttered to herself.

"Firefly?"

Li Jialing was so quick and blinking that it was unbelievable.

"correct!"

Li Yaoli nodded, squinting with clear eyes, turned to ask the boy, "Have you heard of the Xinghai Republic and the Firefly?"

"Have heard."

The young man thought about it and said seriously, "I heard that it is a group of garbage composts who are timid, mean, shameless, and inferior to the mice. They were beaten by the empire a thousand years ago, and they ran away, fled, and then The Xinghai Middle East is hiding in Tibet and is constantly degrading. Now it is not a complete star thief. Is it completely extinct?"

Li Yao: "...hey, although I don't like your wording very much, but it's true, you Yaoge is from the Xinghai Republic, Firefly!

"How, the Queen's Highness, how can we fire the fireflies, and they are all the 'land of the Xinghai Republic'. When they fled the empire, they took away so many bottles and cans, and the high-level masters still hold a lot of unknowns. Secrets, for example, the coordinates of the remains of the Xinghai Empire and the secret treasures! The dead camel is bigger than the horse, and the rotten ship has three pounds of nails. The Xinghai Republic can cultivate a strong god. The Firefly has repair and maintenance of the giant soldiers. Is there any flaw in your ability? If you think about it, think of a flaw, please yell at me!"

Li Yao is strong and strong, and every word carries bones.

There is still some illusion in my heart.

The existence of the Firefly is supposed to be the only secret that he knows alone. According to the Firefly's own logbook, after three or five hundred years, they were discovered again by the Imperial Expeditionary Black Wind Fleet more than a decade ago, but black. The commander of the Wind Fleet, in order to swallow this piece of fat, did not report the matter to the Empire. Otherwise, the locals sent new reinforcements. Will such a big credit be taken away?

Later, the Black Wind Fleet was hit hard. When the whole army was over, the commander of the night was no longer there. The deputy commander Di Feiwen wanted to join the federal peace and use the power of the federation to kill the empire. Naturally, it would not Such vital information was transmitted back to the Empire.

Therefore, in theory, now the Empire has the most faintly aware that the Black Wind Fleet has sailed to the Xinghai Empire era, on the edge of the human domain, encountering some barren worlds with little development value, and still living in the unruly barbarians, helpless The black wind is rubbing his teeth and rubbing this hard bone with no oil and water.

But you should not know how powerful the federation is, how many secret treasures exist in the ancient sacred world and the Kunlun secret, and you will not know the existence of the Xinghai Republic, the firefly!

However, this is always "theoretical". Does the ghost know that there is no other source of intelligence for the Queen?

In case of a poke, with her temper, holding her thigh and calling her grandmother is useless!

Li Yao has condensed the life skills of hundreds of years of hard work into the skin and eyes, his heart is extremely extreme, his expression and eyes are wide-ranging, and every gully on his face is criss-crossed, which can form the word "sincere"!

The queen frowned and looked at him silently for a long time. His eyes were like two poisonous snakes. He had to follow his eyeball into his brain and devour all his memories. He looked at him for half a minute and said: Keep going and talk about your birth and growth on the Firefly."

Li Yao felt a sigh of relief and knew that the second pass was passed by himself.

“I was born in the lowest compartment of the most smashed, lowest-class starship garbage ship among the hundreds of starships that make up the Firefly.”

Li Yao’s eyes are full of memories, his voice is low and melancholy. “It’s a dark world with a bad environment, a smog, a difficult life, and a weak flesh. It’s also called a “magic grave.”

"Because the Firefly is a star-wrecker, the most difficult time, the remnants of the abandoned world and the Xinghai battlefield can not be found for decades, and there is no effective supply, so we must not waste any one-and-a-half magic weapon fragments, even if it seems to be It’s useless, and the shredded garbage will be piled up on the garbage boat and condensed into a garbage mountain. That is my home."

When Li Jialing heard this, he couldn’t help but ask: "Is the smoke suffocating, the weak meat and strong food? Are you not self-proclaimed as a self-cultivator?"

Li Yao’s lips moved, and it seemed that the old face was red, and he could not answer this question, but he turned his erratic eyes to Li Linghai.

The Queen sneaked a whisper: "There is a clear boundary between the self-cultivator and the cultivator. When the resources are abundant, everyone is a self-cultivator who is arrogant and arrogant. The resources are insufficient. When you are starving a large number of people, hehe, In the past, the righteous gentleman, the chivalrous man, also inevitably wants to treat the 'weak meat and strong food, the winner is king' as a famous saying!

"The Firefly has drifted in the Xinghai for nearly a thousand years. Although it has escaped the pursuit of the empire, it has also inevitably escaped to the increasingly stark and ridiculous edge of human civilization. There is no replenishment, lack of communication, space is small, and resources are scarce. What will be left to the comprehension, I am afraid that the remnants of the Xinghai Republic will be worse than the empire of today’s empire!"

Li Yao coughed a little, and said: "The Queen's Highness may be a bit reasonable. In short, my childhood was spent in the sinister environment of the magical tomb and the fight between you and my life. That black experience, perhaps with Li Jialing The growth process is somewhat similar. This is why I have a good impression on him when I see this younger brother."

"Yao Ge..."

Although Li Jialing still does not quite understand the true meaning of the "Falun Grave", he still knows about "Xinghai Republic, Firefly" in history books and various reading materials.

Many experts in the empire have speculated on the outcome of the fireflies. Their speculations are similar to those of Li Linghai. They believe that under the desperation of extremely scarce resources and no way out, the fireflies will definitely collapse, and before the collapse. The doomsday scene must be a hundred times more horrible than the empire's most harsh slave mines.

Li Jialing thought that Li Yao was born in such a place, adding a subtle feeling to him.

Li Yao sighed and continued: "In short, I have no father, no mother, no support. I should have died in the dark and cruel magical tomb in my youth, but one day I accidentally found it in the tomb of the magic weapon. A scarred uncle has changed me, maybe he, and your destiny!"

Li Jialing held his breath and trembled: "Yes, is my biological father?"

"Yes."

Li Yao nodded and fell into the memory of a long time ago. This is really the truth. "Nobody knows where this uncle came from, what happened, anyway, when I found him, he was already very hurt, even the internal organs. Exposed to the outside..."

Li Yao noticed that Li Linghai’s eyes shook a little.

Even a uniform breathing, there was a 0.01 second disorder.

In a peerless powerhouse that is at the peak of the gods and even higher, this is absolutely impossible to get out of control.

Before the teenager exclaimed again, Li Yao continued: "At that time, I thought that this uncle was doing something on another starship, or provoked someone, and sneaked to our garbage ship. This is a common occurrence in hundreds of starships that make up the Firefly.

"I don't know what to think about, but the ghost makes a subtle affection for the uncle. Maybe I have never had a father, and he looks very reliable."

"In any case, shortly, I saved the uncle. After he was wounded, he saved me several times, and adopted me as his son. He passed on his refining techniques and gave it back. I had a rusty and eccentric flying sword. Later, the flying sword burst, and inside it was this slimy, soft, elastic black sphere. I called it 'Little Black'."

"You, you..."

The Queen couldn't help but pacing back and forth, maybe she didn't even know what she wanted to ask, and for a long time, "Do you live together with both of you?"

"As for the two of us, my adoptive father is not a person who is good at words. He usually repairs the magic weapon in a silent way, in exchange for food to feed us and change the wine. The only hobby is to polish the magic pieces to the thin wings. Crystal clear, and then carved into a beautiful flower, like a crystal rose."

Li Yao smiled and said, "At the most, in our little shack, there are piles of metal roses filled with pits and valleys. I slept in sleep. I asked him what he did with so many useless things. If you take out and can't change a few dollars, you might as well put together some fighting magic weapons, but he never answered me.

"Now think about it, I understand, maybe, he spent a lot of time, carving 99,999,999 metal roses, and carefully engraving various runes on them, making them more beautiful than real roses. It’s just to give it to the other side of the Xinghai, a woman?”

This thing is true.

Of course, the number of metal roses is not necessarily 99,999, but it must be many and many.

After the death of the old man, Li Yao used these metal roses to submerge his ashes, piled up into a small mountain bag, buried in the deepest part of the tomb of the magic weapon, and later buried completely by the endless garbage mountain.

When the sea was over a hundred years of hibernation and returned to the Confederacy, the magical tomb of Fugo City was completely unrecognizable.

But until today, perhaps the old ashes are buried deep in the underground of Tianyuanxing with these beautiful and shining metal roses.

Li Linghaishen, the indifferent mask and armor that can't be seen in the whole body, can no longer be condensed.

Her fingertips, arms and shoulders trembled lightly, as if she was dying from the depths of her heart, twitching the thorns around her body!