Shanjia suddenly realized, touched the back of his head that was swollen by Ying Chunhua and laughed:

"I almost forgot, Brother Wu has great ambitions, wants to cultivate into immortals, immortal people, and we ordinary people are naturally different, but I am abrupt!"

Wu Ye's lips moved, and he wanted to say that he was not interested in immortality, but the matter was too complicated to explain, so he laughed it off.

Shanjia stopped persuading him, took out a thin pamphlet and a money bag from his bosom, and said:

"Brother Wu, you have done us a great favor in the Niutou Walled City, we have nothing to thank you, this booklet is some of the trusted brothers we know in the Central Plains countries, there are three religions and nine streams, you see, after going to the Central Plains, if you encounter any trivial things, you can contact these brothers, as long as you say the name of the Niutou Walled City, they will definitely help! As for this ......"

Shanjia was a little embarrassed and said, "You keep the flowers on the road!"

Wu Ye took the money bag, opened the bag slightly, and saw that his eyes were full of yellow and clear, all of them were gold bills, at least worth dozens of gold knife money!

Even if the Niutou Walled City is engaged in the business of smuggling talismans and making huge profits, there are hundreds of people to support, and this travel fee is too much!

Wu Ye frowned and said:

"Shanjia, what do you mean? Do you have to bring a big bag of money when I have any problems in the future and ask the Ying clan to help?"

Shanjia's face suddenly turned red, and he argued:

"Brother Wu, don't get me wrong, if Brother Wu has any difficulties, the Ying family will naturally have nothing to say. My father insisted that I give this money to Brother Wu, and he said that if Brother Wu didn't accept it, he would not recognize me as a son! Tell me, what is this called?"

Wu Ye's heart moved, and he said in his heart, could it be that the mountain monkey had found some flaws?

Shanjia continued:

"Brother Wu, you want to be a cultivator. Of course, this is good, but you should not think of cultivators as too immortal and immortal, and you will not eat the fireworks of the world! I have seen a lot, and the filth of the cultivation world is compared to the smoke and miasma of the mortal world. Even better! With this money, it will be beneficial for you to join the cultivation sect!"

Wu Ye thought about it, no longer shirked, and generously accepted the money bag, and said:

"Okay, I'll take this money, and after I become a cultivator, I'll always pay attention to the news of the Win clan. I'll be sure to come back when you have any difficulties!"

Hearing this, Shanjia's eyes lit up, and he stopped talking.

Wu Ye was strange: "Shanjia, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

The beetle coughed dryly. glanced at my sister again, and then said:

"Actually, uh, if Brother Wu doesn't dislike our Win clan for being poor, I. On behalf of everyone, I would like to ask Brother Wu to ...... When we win the ancestors!"

"Poof!"

Wu Ye squirted out a sip of wine, completely stunned, old ancestor, what do you mean?

Shanjia explained:

"Oh, Brother Wu has lived in Wuwei Country for a long time, I'm afraid I don't know, in the cultivation world of the Central Plains, many families will invite cultivators to be worship elders, commonly known as Old Ancestors! These Old Ancestors generally do not participate in the actual affairs of the family, but they have the right to make decisions about life and death, and the family must provide enough resources for the Old Ancestor to cultivate, of course, when the family encounters danger, this Old Ancestor is also responsible for solving it!"

"Worship the elders, worship the elders, what do you say about the ancestors, it scared me!"

Shanjia smiled:

"The patriarch of many families changes every few years, but a worship elder who has achieved cultivation can live for one or two hundred years, and some worship elders can always shelter a family for seven or eight generations, if you don't call him an ancestor, what else can you call him?"

Wu Ye pointed to the tip of his nose and said:

"I'm just an innate martial artist, so I'm qualified to be a ...... Ancestors?"

Scratching his scalp, Shanjia said:

"I don't know, in the Central Plains countries, the big families have big people as ancestors, for example, the royal family of the Tianjin Kingdom, that is, there are old monsters in the god transformation period as ancestors, but some small and medium-sized families, the monks of the Ning Gang period are enough to be the ancestors! Our Western Qin Ying clan, if it is placed in the Central Plains, is simply weaker than the smallest clan, not to mention that it is located in the west, how can we be qualified to invite those high-ranking big men to be our ancestors? I'm afraid that if we are cheeky and come up, people won't even look at us!"

Glancing at Wu Ye again, Shanjia said eagerly, "They don't like to look at us hillbillies, and we don't like to take care of them, so what if we ask Brother Wu to be our ancestor? Anyway, with Brother Wu's innate master's strength, in the territory of Wuwei Country, it is enough to protect our Win clan! Besides, I believe that Brother Wu will definitely become a real cultivator in the future, and at that time, the Win clan will make a lot of money!"

Wu Ye smiled and said:

"I am now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, I can't protect myself, and I owe a lot of blood debt, I will be cut into eighteen pieces at any time, when the ancestor of the Ying clan, I'm afraid that even you will be involved, don't mention this matter again!"

Seeing that Shanjia was a little disappointed, Wu Ye added:

"But don't worry, no matter how far I cultivate, I will definitely not forget the Xiqin Ying clan!"

Shanjia was impulsive, and said this casually, seeing Wu Ye's refusal, he didn't take it to heart, and changed the topic:

"Okay, if you don't mention it, don't mention it, then Brother Wu, after you go to the Central Plains, if you see any exercises that are suitable for us to cultivate, help us bring some back, we can buy them at a high price! You don't know, the Central Plains cultivation world guards the exercises a hundred times more tightly than Fu Bing, and we can't get high-level exercises after all the troubles!"

"Of course that's fine!"

Wu Ye agreed, and said, "By the way, do you have any plans for this trip to Jiuquan?"

Shanjia Road:

"What do you want? Don't look at our small number of people, with these talismans we are equipped, it will not be a problem to deal with tens of thousands of savages!"

Wu Ye groaned:

"That old fox in Cao Yang is clearly going to send you to death, why do you have to be stupid and really fight with the savages to the end? I am about to go to Jiuquan, let me first go to find out the details of the wild people in Jiuquan, you slowly prepare in the country, and then wait for me to find out the news, if you can occupy a piece of land in Jiuquan without blood, why do you use swords and guns? When the time comes, you will pretend to build a city in Jiuquan and station dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled people. The rest of the people are still living in the Bull Head Walled City, and they are doing your smuggling talisman camp for a living, which is called killing two birds with one stone! Go and tell the king, and the king will agree!"

Shanjia was surprised: "Brother Wu is going to Jiuquan?"

Wu Ye nodded, he was going to Jiuquan. It's not for the sake of winning the clan, but for the sake of him this tyrant Xia Wei's "Seven Star Battle World Decision"!

Obviously, he has peerless magic skills in his hands, but he can't enter the door, and the feeling of being extremely aggrieved is not pleasant, since Zhao Xiong said that the Jiuquan savages claim to be the remnants of Great Xia, maybe they can find out some news about the tyrant Xia Wei from Jiuquan, and help him open the mystery of "Seven Star War World Decision"!

Shanjia didn't know the details of this layer, and thought that Wu Ye took the initiative to go to Jiuquan in order to explore the way for the Ying clan, and couldn't help but be moved:

"Brother Wu is unwilling to be the ancestor of the Win clan. I thought my dad was wrong, but now it seems that my dad was right!"

Wu Ye was stunned: "What did your father say?"

Shanjia said seriously: "Dad said, no matter what, Brother Wu will protect the Win clan for a lifetime!"

The expression on Wu Ye's face suddenly stiffened. It seems that the mountain monkeys have discovered something......

......

Just when Wu Ye left Tongchuan City at night and rushed to Jiuquan, Sanlenzi was also on the wasteland and ushered in the fifth battle in his life.

The drums of war are like thunder, and the swords are like lightning. On the vast wasteland, two torrents composed of humans and beasts collided violently, knocking out countless waves of flesh and blood!

In a moment, blood flowed and the corpses were scattered all over the field, accumulating white bones, shining in the moonlight.

Sanlenzi sat in the pile of corpses with a blank face.

The hundred-man team he belonged to, except for him, was all devoured by the beast tide.

Sanlenzi has long been accustomed to all this.

At the beginning, the 500-person grain transport team he was in had not yet found the large army, but he encountered a tide of beasts, and the rest were all wiped out, only he escaped death, and by chance, he found the expeditionary force led by the general Meng Ao and Bai Chonghu, the Marquis of Western Qin.

Then, he was incorporated into a team of hundreds, and two hours later, the team of centurians was completely wiped out.

He was then assigned to a scout camp, which was wiped out that night.

The next day, he stayed behind the battlefield and became a firehead, but when a monster attacked from behind, the firehead was wiped out.

Now, he has once again been incorporated into an elite team of 100, and the team of 100 has been wiped out again!

The companions around him are constantly changing, from talking and laughing living people to hideous corpses, only Sanlenzi survived unscathed again and again, and even he wondered if there was a strange power in the underworld that protected him?

Thankfully, it's almost over.

Although the expeditionary force suffered heavy losses, the results were also fruitful, and they slew more than fifty times their own losses, and even thousands of demon beasts.

The other GIs said that they would soon reach the monster's lair, and then they would be able to go home.

At this moment, Sanlenzi heard someone shouting, "Look, that lucky fool is there!"

......

Sanlenzi was incorporated into an assault team, led by the two fierce generals Meng Ao and Bai Chonghu, and composed of 3,000 of the most elite soldiers of the Wuwei Kingdom.

It is said that they have found the lair of one of the most powerful monsters in the wasteland.

As long as you can kill this demon beast, this battle will be won!

With the strength and qualifications of Sanlengzi, he was not qualified to be assigned to such an elite commando team at all.

But others don't know where they heard about his experience, and they all think that he can survive so many vicious battles, and it is the auspicious people who have their own nature.

As the saying goes, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, and everyone else wants to touch his immortal energy, and treat him as a talisman, and he must join the commando.

The decisive battle is imminent, everyone wants to please a good fortune, Meng Ao and Bai Chonghu are battlefield veterans, of course they all know this truth, and they laughed at this arrangement of their subordinates.

So, half a month ago, Sanlengzi, who was still a little gardener, sat down with a group of veterans who had been fighting for more than ten or twenty years and had the last hearty meal.

"Haha, look, our Great Fortune Star is here, with General Meng and Marquis Bai on top, and Sanlenzi below, the final battle will definitely be a big victory!"

The successive battles and victories filled the camp with a cheerful and relaxed atmosphere, and the veterans unscrupulously made good-natured jokes.

Sanlenzi grinned, took the wine and food handed by the veteran, took a big gulp and pulled it into his mouth, and listened to the veterans' gossip without a match.

"Finally, the last battle!" said one veteran!

"Yes, after all these years, we finally have to deal with the demon beasts in the wasteland in one fell swoop!" another veteran continued.

"Hehe, I have already told the general, when this battle is over, I will not be a soldier, go home and get a few acres of land, it is better than anything!"

"Me too, when this battle is over, I will go home to retire!"

"Gao Qiang, what about you, are you going home to marry your daughter-in-law, right?"

The dark face of the veteran named Gao Qiang showed a hint of twisting, and he said with a smile:

"Yes, when this battle is over, I will go back to my hometown to get married! Laugh? What's so ridiculous? Half of the 3,000-strong commandos have already made a family appointment, and they are all waiting to return to their hometown to get married after this battle!"

"Hey, Sanlenzi, do you have a daughter-in-law?" a veteran poked Sanlenzi with his elbow.

Sanlenzi was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"You haven't even tasted a woman, have you?"

Sanlenzi blushed and shook his head again.

"Oh, wouldn't it be too much if you died?" would still be a boy!" the veteran laughed.

"Don't be afraid, we will protect you, you are the lucky star of our commando! With you, we will definitely be able to go and come back!" Several veterans gestured with swords to cheer for Sanlengzi.

"Yes, when the time comes, you will go back to your hometown with your brothers, and your brothers will find you a smart girl and be your daughter-in-law, hahahaha!"

Sanlenzi couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the veterans, blushed, and said, "Don't worry, I, I won't die!"

At this moment, a rapid horn suddenly sounded in the camp ahead, as if he was in trouble.

"Probably a small group of beast tides, right?" said several experienced veterans after listening intently for a while.

Regardless of their business, their task today is to eat and drink well, recharge their energy, and wait for the final battle tomorrow.

This kind of harassment by a small group of beasts will naturally be dealt with by other troops.

For some reason, Sanlenzi was a little uneasy.

He put down his bowl and ran to a small hill next to the camp, and stood on tiptoe to look into the distance, seeing nothing but the dark horizon.

Touching the hard small bottle in his arms, Sanlengzi's nervous mood calmed down at once, and he only felt an inexplicable commotion all over his body, as if there was a strange power, which was circulating in the limbs and the eight veins.

"I'm not going to die!"

Sanlenzi held the small bottle in the palm of his hand, looked at the crescent moon as sharp as a Wu hook among the dark clouds, and repeated it word by word:

"I, Sanlengzi, won't die!"