There is no hate for no reason in this world, and there will be no love for no reason.

Many years later, when I was qualified to stand on top of the Nine Heavens and face the Jade Void Holy Ancestor, I asked him why he would give Guiyun to a person who was nothing at the time.

"Fate Law" Yuxu replied with a ** treasure appearance, and the fairy wind Dao bone looked like a master, "You are a person who is destined for the fairy road, I just take advantage of the situation to cross you into an immortal, don't be grateful to me"

This answer is very high, and it gives enough face to the cultivator and makes the other party feel grateful to him.

The most important thing is that this kind of answer seems to give the answer, but in fact it is equivalent to saying nothing, just like two people meet one person on the street by chance and ask if you have eaten today, and the other person answers that it tastes good, which is generally empty and meaningless.

After a long period of baptism, I have already seen through the essence of the cultivation path, how can this answer of the old man of Yuxu fool me?

So after I beat him up, I got a real clue: there is a reason why I embarked on the path of cultivation, and Yuxu Lao'er is just a small extradilist among the many behind-the-scenes promoters!

It's just that when I was still a prince, I was still ignorant and greedy, and I was greedy for prosperity in the red dust.

I never dreamed of a trip to the ghost market with Nie Mingzhu, and the brief exchange with a mysterious person outside the territory under the altar opened the curtain on my cultivation path.

When I returned to the altar, I took out a large cloth mat from my backpack and spread it on the ground, and then took out the food I had prepared when I set out and piled it on the cloth mat.

Today, after an assassination, I have exhausted my essence by communicating with a mysterious extraterritorial master, I am going to eat a little food to satisfy my hunger and then sleep, it is still unknown when Nie Mingzhu on the altar will wake up, all I can do is wait.

I am the little prince of the Qingfeng Dynasty, and my status is noble, so I can sleep happily after eating and drinking.

Wang Dachuan, the commander of the Western Army of the Qingfeng Dynasty, was not the same after he had eaten and drunk, he was riding a horse on the vast Gobi Desert, and not far behind him, there were forty cavalry from the Western Regions who were also riding horses and chasing wildly.

Today, Wang Dachuan led his 15 brothers out of the fortress to carry out routine patrol tasks, and ran headlong into a hundred-member team of the Zahu Alliance to open the way for the large army at Forget Worry Mountain.

After an unprepared encounter between the two sides, Wang Dachuan fled from the battlefield alone, and his entire outpost was killed in a moment's battle, although they fought out half of the 100-man team of the Western Regions before they died, but if the news that the army of the Zahu Alliance had advanced to the forward position of Canglongling was not transmitted back, their death and the record were meaningless.

The army formation of forty cavalry rushed wildly on the Gobi Desert covered with yellow sand, rolling up a burst of sky-high smoke and dust, and the people at the head of the military formation were wrapped in cyan cloth robes and could not see their faces, only revealing a pair of blue eyes, staring at Wang Dachuan who was fleeing not far in front of him, revealing endless killing opportunities!

As the pioneer of the alliance's forward troops, he was originally the elite of the elite, and in an encounter with an ordinary patrol in the western army of the Qingfeng Dynasty today, the opponent dared to charge his hundred-man team with only fifteen or sixteen cavalry.

Chilu, as the commander of the hundred, was enraged, and instead of choosing the best tactic to have a numerical advantage over his own side, he chose to rush hard.

After a charge, only one of the opponents fled, and half of his team of centurians was gone.

The opponent showed his equestrian skills vividly in the rushing formation, tossing and turning in the dense knife formation formed by hundreds of people, and replaced nearly 60 of his own people with more than ten riders!

This kind of result is unacceptable to Chilu, not to mention that his team of 100 has not been able to completely annihilate the opponent, which is simply a provocation that borders on humiliation for Chilu!

So he led the rest of the men at full speed in order to catch up with the damned escapee in the shortest possible time, kill him, and crush him to ashes!

Wang Dachuan didn't have the time to pay attention to Chilu's mood, his mood was also overjoyed, the general worked hard to raise funds everywhere, and after four years of arduous training, the horses were tempered to produce 300 qualified cavalry, and now it is said that the lives of fifteen brothers are filled in at once in the Forgotten Sorrow Ridge, even if he can escape today, the days of returning will definitely not be easy.

Behind them, the ghostly hoofs of the hanging boots suddenly became dense like the beating of war drums, and it seemed that they began to instigate their horsepower to sprint at full speed, although this method could increase the speed for a short time, it was difficult to last, and it seemed that the enemy behind them was determined to win them.

Wang Dachuan looked at the horses that were already foaming at the mouth of the seat,

He smiled wryly, shook his head, patted the horse on the neck to stop running, and then turned to face the menacing enemy and began to make his final preparations for battle.

He untied his water bladder and took two sips to moisten his throat, fed the horses another sip, threw away everything on his horse's back except for his weapons, and finally drew his saber and tied it tightly with a cloth towel to prevent it from being swallowed by his opponent in the upcoming battle!

When he was ready, he sat quietly on his horse and waited for his opponent to enter the best sprint distance.

The sun has turned west, which has a great impact on his vision, the dazzling sunlight will make him unable to see the opponent's movements clearly, but this has no effect on his ending, anyway, he is dead, early and late!

The sound of hooves is getting closer and closer, and the front arrow formation composed of more than 40 horsemen in the sunset is like a devil's army resurrected from hell to reappear in the world.

This is a decisive battle with a huge disparity in strength, but Wang Dachuan is not afraid!

Both sides were experienced cavalrymen who knew how to control the moment of contact with the best dash speed......

Chi Lu smiled and waved the scimitar in his hand to cut out, he wanted to cut off Wang Dachuan's head at the first time!

The two horses staggered, and Chiru's arms flew up in the air!

Wang Dachuan, who was lying on the back of the horse and dodged the opponent's scimitar, got up and raised the knife at the same time, and the opponent's hand holding the knife was broken shoulder to shoulder, he didn't have time to appreciate his results, and there were countless opponents to deal with in front of him!

There was a loud shock from the round shield in his left hand, and the round shield on his arm blocked the scimitar from another Hu man knight slashing at him, and he flew up to dodge another blade that slashed with the sound of the wind.

The body fell, and his toes rested on the head of a knight who followed him, whose skull shattered and fell under his horse.

Wang Dachuan landed on the galloping empty horse and rode upside down, grabbed the iron lintel on the saddle with his left hand and spun his body beautifully, the long knife in his hand followed the rotating body with a knife light, and three human heads rose to the sky with blood light.

Wang Dachuan, who rushed into the Hu cavalry team, was seriously injured in an instant, killing four people, and his terrifying skills made the Hu cavalry's will to fight completely collapse.

Everyone desperately rode away from this god-like man, and they quickly retreated with a retreating whistle, and they didn't even bother to take the centurion who fell to the ground unconscious and bleeding!

Wang Dachuan, who was on the horse, looked at the fleeing Hu cavalry with a confused expression, he had just summoned the last Yu Yong to kill five people in a row when he got off the horse, and he had no strength in his whole body, as long as one of them wanted his life, he could easily be hacked to death with a knife!

"This group of cowards," Wang Dachuan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and rushed east with scars and exhaustion all over his body.

A day later, a puff of wolf smoke rose from the vast Gobi Desert outside Canglong Ridge, and one after another the front fire was transmitted to the capital.

The wolf smoke has risen, the flames of war are about to ignite, and the Qingfeng Dynasty will face the attack of aliens from the northwest and two directions.

Will they be able to survive this time?