Volume 1 Battle of the Clans Chapter 1 The Old Man Who Sells Wontons

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The heavens are as vast as a sea of smoke, and somewhere in the distance, a galaxy composed of a billion stars floats in the starry sky, slowly turning, the trajectory is complex, and a beautiful arc is drawn in the sky.

Of these billion stars, 99,999 revolve around a huge star in the center.

The huge star is like the overlord of this world, looking down on the crowd and enjoying the admiration of the other stars.

This star is called the Shoshen Star.

The Shoshen Star is not an ordinary star, from the outside, it is no different from an ordinary star, but if you leave it, you will find that the Shoshen Star is a huge palace!

The exterior of the palace is simple, there is no beauty at all, and it can even be said that it is a huge stone hollowing out the interior.

But inside, there are countless heroic generals from all over the world.

Although their bodies were destroyed, their spirits were moved by the will of the heavens and preserved in the star of the gods.

And the groups of other stars can communicate with the gods by communicating with the gods between heaven and earth, and then summon the will of the gods in the gods to fight!

This kind of person is called a "general".

And not everyone can become a general, otherwise it is impossible to supply so many generals around the general star that contains the souls of the generals of all worlds.

In short, the star is the main star of the entire cluster, the affirmation of the will of the heavens, and all other stars must revolve around the star of the gods, and all beings who have different intentions for the star will be rejected by the will of the heavens.

Not to mention becoming a general, even the slightest source of heaven and earth divine source cannot be inhaled into the body and used to it.

Will Yuanxing, Chiya Prefecture, Pingdu City.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shine on the streets, the streets of Pingdu City resounded with all kinds of cries of selling, and people started a new day's work, and at this moment, in a small alley of Pingdu City, an old man with white hair pushed a wonton cart and began to sell.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, his face was full of ravines, and he was skinny, but his hands pushing the wonton cart were exceptionally steady.

He was dressed in a modest but neat cloth robe, and walked through the alleys.

"Sell ravioli. The old man pushed the cart slowly, his voice was elongated, but it was a little hoarse, and the steaming wontons were lying in the pot, exuding an enticing aroma.

"Beiyu, I'm here to sell wontons again, bring me a bowl. When the people in Nankong Lane heard the shouting, they all walked out of the door, smiled and took out five cents and threw them into the bamboo basket, and then greeted the old man.

The old man known as Beiyu also smiled and gave those people bowls of wontons.

Beiyu walked all the way, and when he was about to walk out of Nankong Alley, he suddenly found a barefoot little doll in the corner, the little doll looked no more than five or six years old, with pigtails, standing aside and looking at Beiyu with a smile.

"Which little doll eats wontons?" Beiyu was in a good mood, and handed out a bowl of wontons, seeing that the child didn't answer, Beiyu smiled again, and said with kindness in his eyes, "Grandpa doesn't charge you money." ”

The child didn't speak, took the wonton, held it in his hand, and was not in a hurry to eat, but kept pulling the wonton with chopsticks, still looking at Beiyu with a smile.

Beiyu was a little hairy by this child, and turned his head to leave.

Behind him, the child's immature voice suddenly came: "You are not a person from Jiangyuanxing, but from another world, but you have a little general, why are you willing to sell wontons for sixty years?"

Beiyu was stunned for a moment, froze in place, and refused to turn around, but in his mind, there were thousands of thoughts.

yes, why willingly?

This little doll is right, he is not a native of Jiangyuanxing, on the contrary, he comes from a distant planet, and even so far away that he doesn't know that these two planets belong to the same galaxy.

He's from Earth!

Eighty years ago, he came to this world due to an accident, at that time, the North Prince of the Beijun Mansion was happy to have the third son, named Beiyu, and he was reborn in Beiyu, because he had the memory of his previous life, so he was gifted and intelligent since he was a child.

Even, at the age of eleven, he awakened the soul necessary to become a general-Wujiangtai.

Moreover, unlike ordinary military generals, what he obtained by communicating with the divine source of heaven and earth was Dianjiangtai!

An ordinary military commander can only communicate one kind of general soul will, so as to summon a general, and he, as long as the talent is enough and the realm is enough, he can communicate with multiple general souls!

This is the strength of Dianjiangtai and the strength of generals.

But

When he thought that he would be like the protagonist he saw in the novel, although the road would be bumpy, but he could reach the top of this world, reality slapped him hard.

His point will be able to communicate with any of the generals of the gods!

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't use the point to communicate with any of the generals.

He kept trying every day, failing every day, and he watched with his own eyes as those who had been respectful to him began to distance themselves from him, and looked at him with disgust and cold eyes.

He began to despair, he began to curse God for injustice, but God could not hear at all.

In this way, his status in the Beijun Royal Mansion plummeted, from the original pride of the sky to the current Jiangtai waste.

When he was seventeen years old, because Dianjiangtai was still unable to communicate with the general's soul, everyone in the palace was disappointed in him, even his father.

Moreover, because of the existence of Dianjiangtai, he can't even walk the ordinary path of cultivation, because the will of the heavens only allows one person to awaken one kind of life soul, and he has already awakened Dianjiangtai, so he can only take the path of general.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and at the age of eighteen, he forcibly reversed his life and soul, abolished his own Dianjiangtai, and Dianjiangtai collapsed, and he was also removed from the Beijun Mansion because he was completely reduced to a wasted person.

Even if his mother pleaded hard, she couldn't save him, he still remembers his father looking at him embarrassed and indifferent, this world is like this, without strength, you are nothing.

He left the Beijun Palace, made a living on his own, worked as a coolie, and finally with the help of his mother, bought a small car and began to sell wontons, which was sixty years.

Now, he is 80 years old, he is already an old man, but he is still an ordinary person, and he has also sighed that everything in this novel is a lie! What a golden finger, it's all bullshit!

But it's come to this point, and he's used to it, and it's good to live his life like this.

And those who are the same age as him still maintain the young appearance of being in their twenties, his eldest brother Bei Luoyun has walked out of Pingdu City and has become a man of the year in Pingdu City, and now, he is already a general of the Four Realms, and it is rumored that he can break through the limit and become the king of the Five Realms!

And he's just a wonton seller.

Beiyu stood in place for a long time before waving his hand backwards and said, "I don't know who you are, and I don't care who you are, but I'm very satisfied with the current day, so.... So be it. ”

After speaking, he pushed the cart and slowly left.

Behind him, there was a child's laughter: "Beiyu, Beiyu, are you really willing to do so much? Can you really swallow this breath? Do you really, don't you want to trample those people who once trampled you under your feet again?"

If you still want to, I will give you a creation, come to the Nine Cliffs at twelve o'clock tonight, if you don't want to, then after twelve o'clock tonight, you will naturally forget everything that has happened now. ”

The figure of the North Imperial Cart, and then turned his head, the little doll behind him was gone, and on the ground, only an empty wonton bowl was left that had been eaten up.

"Eighty-year-old, what's the toss. ”

Beiyu shook his head and turned to walk towards his home.

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