Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 1: Magic Tomb

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Federal No. 23 Special Waste Disposal Site.

Also known as the "Magic Tomb".

With the continuous development of self-cultivation civilization, magic weapons that used to be aloof and only capable of being driven by self-cultivators have entered thousands of households and become an essential tool for ordinary people to travel, study and work at home.

While bringing convenience to life, it also produces a large amount of scrapped magic weapons and metal waste.

Most of these rubbish magic weapons have a lot of spiritual power left, which is easy to cause radiation pollution, and the talisman formations used to construct the magic weapons are extremely unstable, and there is even a risk of explosion. If left unattended, it will cause great damage to the environment.

Therefore, around every major city in the Federation, there will always be several "special garbage disposal sites" dedicated to disposing of scrapped magic weapons.

The No. 23 special garbage disposal site is located in the southern outskirts of "Fuge City", an important training town in the Federation.

Under the dim yellow sky, a swamp that was polluted into purple emitted a strong stench. The mountain peaks made of metal fragments looked like hundreds of dinosaurs protruding from the swamp. The rusty spar puppet and its hollow eye sockets have long since extinguished their spiritual fires, leaving only the worms that feed on spiritual energy poking their heads out from inside, carefully looking at this perilous "magic weapon cemetery".

"boom!"

Not far away, inside a mountain of rubbish, the talisman array of the discarded magic weapon burst, and the remaining spiritual power exploded instantly, blasting half of the mountain into the sky.

Numerous metal components scattered flowers like celestial maidens, scattered and splashed in all directions, causing a series of collapses in the surrounding garbage mountains, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, like a demon dancing, covering the entire sky.

Here, it seems to be a forbidden zone of life, only the insignificant cockroaches and worms regard this place as a paradise.

but…

Li Yao crouched behind a mountain of rubbish, licking his chapped lips, the khaki windbreaker was covered with dust, which made him blend in with the environment.

Glancing at the explosion cloud rising not far away, the boy's clear eyes showed no emotion at all, and the waves were calm.

It was only when the dirt and metal fragments splashed onto the garbage mountain where he was hiding, that he shrunk slightly into the depths of the garbage dump, and at the same time put on goggles big enough to cover half of his face.

"coming!"

When the Lingzi watch on his wrist vibrated slightly, the young man was refreshed, and a slightly evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At 3:52:38 in the afternoon, the daily routine garbage dumping time is also the carnival time for "garbage bugs" like Li Yao!

The Lingzi watch worn on his left wrist was a special hunting model released three years ago by the cultivation sect "Flying Spirit Sect". It took him two full months to repair it after he picked it up in the garbage mountain.

In addition to timing, it also has a very powerful function, which can record vibrations of special frequencies and notify the owner when a specific vibration is heard nearby.

This function was originally used to remind hunters that there may be powerful monsters nearby.

But after Li Yao's modification, it became a reminder to him that the garbage ship was about to appear.

Moments later, accompanied by an insignificant hum, a dozen black spots appeared on the northern horizon.

At this time, the smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun from the explosion had not yet dissipated, and a dozen small black spots were mixed in it, and it was impossible to distinguish them clearly.

Li Yao shrugged his nose, and lightly touched a rune on the side of the goggle with his finger, "Shua", the surface of the goggle was blood red.

Under the scanning of the red light, the round figure of the garbage ship hidden behind the smoke and dust was outlined clearly.

The hunting function of the Lingzi watch also firmly locked on the special vibration frequency of one of the garbage ships.

"Junk Ship No. 1327, it's you!"

From birth to ten years old, Li Yao has been staying in the tomb of magic weapons for ten years. He knows every inch of land here and every garbage ship in the sky. This "junk ship No. 1327" is specially responsible for collecting fugo Trash on the city's "Upper East Side".

The Upper East Side is the most luxurious and rich area in the city, where many practitioners live, and the magic weapons they throw away are also the most valuable.

There are quite a few magic weapons that are even intact, just because they are slightly outdated, or a new generation of products has been launched, they are discarded by practitioners and rich people without any care.

To Li Yao, this is not a garbage ship, it is a treasure ship full of gold mines!

"Whoosh!"

With both feet, Li Yao shot out like projectiles, galloped between the garbage mountains, rushed towards the smoke and dust, and rushed towards the "garbage ship No. 1327"!

Surrounded by precarious mountains of rubbish, at the foot of the poisonous swamp that bubbled "Gulu Gulu", Li Yao was like the most dexterous monkey in the mountains and forests. It pops up dozens of meters away, and the movements are smooth and flowing, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Li Yao, you bastard, you're robbing me for food again!"

At this moment, more than a dozen figures jumped out from behind several rubbish mountains. They were dressed similarly to Li Yao, but they didn't wear his advanced blood-red goggles and spirit watch.

These people were holding shovels and iron bars in their hands, and they were menacing.

Like Li Yao, they are all garbage bugs who rely on the "No. 23 Special Waste Disposal Site" to make a living.

Where there is interest, there is struggle. Shiploads of abandoned magic weapons may be just rubbish to the high-ranking cultivators, but to these poor people at the bottom, they are the hope of survival. Li Yao is the best in the grave of magic weapons The garbage bugs are naturally the thorn in the side of most garbage bugs, the thorn in the flesh.

Li Yao didn't care about it, he laughed, his waist suddenly exerted force, his figure twisted strangely, turned ninety degrees without any warning, dodged an obese young man with angry eyebrows in front of him, and took advantage of the momentum to slap his fat face He stomped hard, and taking advantage of this kick, he swept another thirty or forty meters away.

"Feilong, everyone come out to eat, the competition is who is faster, you should lose weight!"

There was a huge red mark on the fat boy's face, and his nose was almost sunken into the fat. He screamed in anger, commanding his subordinates to chase after him, and the group quickly entered the smoke zone.

There has just been an explosion here, and it is extremely unstable. Dozens of rubbish mountains will collapse at any moment. Even the ferocious Fat Dragon gang couldn't help but slow down when they entered this place, watching Li Yao run like lightning.

Fat Dragon couldn't help but spit.

"This bastard is really famous for wanting money and life. If God has eyes, he will be killed by a lightning strike..."

Before the words were finished, another explosion occurred inside a garbage mountain not far from Li Yao, and tens of thousands of metal components and broken magic weapons rushed down like a flash flood!

"So clever!" Fat Long and the group of teenagers were dumbfounded and at a loss!

But a scream came from the smoke: "Xiao Hei, help!"

A black awn that was deeper than the night sky shot out, circled around in the metal torrent, and then rushed into the air. It turned out to be a rusty flying sword with a chipped blade and a pitch-black body. The flying sword has a huge handguard that spreads out like black wings. Li Yao is like a drowning man grasping at the straw, clumsily lying on the flying sword, surrounded by black lights, and rushing towards the sky!

In the sky, more than a dozen garbage ships have revealed their huge statures. Each of them is hundreds of meters long. Thousands of runes, with flashing aura and colorful colors, help these big guys weighing tens of thousands of tons resist the invasion of gravity.

"Wow!"

The hatches in the belly of the "big turtles" opened, and an overwhelming amount of metal components and broken magic weapons poured out, smashing hard to the ground.

All of a sudden, the spiritual power in the whole world stirred wildly, setting off a stormy sea!

Even the garbage ship weighing tens of thousands of tons was swaying left and right in the wave of spiritual power, bumping violently, and had to separate desperately to reduce interference.

Feilong and the others dare not approach easily, for fear of being affected.

Li Yao was still riding the black flying sword and rushing left and right in the wave of spiritual power. Although he looked extremely embarrassed, he was as nimble as a loach.

Of course he didn't dare to face the turbulent waves head-on, but with more than ten years of survival experience, he worked hard to find a relatively calm safe area between the spiritual tides, just to get as close as possible to the location of the magic weapon of garbage, and to get the moon first if he was near the water.

finally-

After nearly ten minutes of dumping, the garbage ship roared like a monster, turned around, and returned lazily, and the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Fat Dragon managed to climb into the dump center where the garbage was densely packed, and saw Li Yao sitting comfortably on a brand new mountain of garbage, looking at him with a smile.

"Damn it!" Fat Dragon's face was shaking wildly, but his heart was quite conflicted.

The garbage mountain that Li Yao chose was quite ingenious, it wasn't the biggest garbage mountain, nor did it look like the one with the richest supplies.

There are also dozens of garbage mountains scattered around, containing priceless magic weapons of garbage.

And the garbage bugs are not limited to the two of them...

If you continue to entangle with Li Yao here, maybe you will be profited by other garbage fisherman.

There were other garbage bugs indistinctly around, and cheers erupted from many garbage mountains. It was because someone had found something valuable.

not to mention…

Feilong heard that Li Yao, a brat, was a student of the famous "Second High School Affiliated to Scarlet Sky Sect" in Fuge City.

The Akasaka Sect is a well-known sect in the south of the Federation, with powerful strength and many masters.

Although Li Yao may not have learned any true biography, it is not something that can be dealt with with three punches and two kicks. Otherwise, he would not have been alone in the tomb of the magic weapon for more than ten years, still alive and kicking, and even got the nickname "Vulture"!

But if he left like this, where would he put his face? His nose is still embedded in the flesh!

Feeling tangled in his heart, a gust of wind blew by, Fat Dragon subconsciously stretched out his hand to copy it, his hand was cold, but it was a discarded crystal brain the size of a fist.

Li Yao smiled and said: "Fat Long, everyone is out to beg for a living, didn't they just rob you of a 'starlight' level crystal brain last time, and didn't kill your father, so why are you so persistent? Well, I just found out I bought a 'Snapdragon 17' crystal brain refined by 'Qinglongmen'. It is the most advanced model and can calculate more than 5,000 thoughts per second. Although it burns out, I guess it can sell for three to four thousand yuan. , just treat me as a filial piety to you, Big Brother Fat Dragon, and we will be even, how about it?"

"You..." Fei Long didn't expect Li Yao to come out like this, he was stunned, and scratched the fat on his face in disbelief.

"Hey, look over there, the people from the 'Wild Wolf Gang' are coming soon, they are not like me, a solo traveler, they will definitely eat up dozens of garbage mountains, and they will not leave you with even a single screw !" Li Yao pointed to the west.

Fat Dragon's expression changed, he squinted his eyes and observed for a long time, finally made up his mind, challenged Thumbs to Li Yao, and squeezed out a sentence:

"Good boy, you have a set! Let's go, hurry up and sweep the goods!"

A group of garbage bugs scattered and rushed towards the garbage mountains in all directions.

"Hoo..."

Li Yao let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the garbage dump, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his smiling face instantly burst into mourning.

"Fatty man, the 'Snapdragon'-level crystal brain that I finally found, it's just cheap for you!"

"Just wait, are my 'Vulture Li Yao''s things so easy to get? One day you'll have to eat mine and spit it out for me, and take mine and return it to me, plus interest. Calculated by usury, let you know why everyone calls me 'a vulture who wants money but not life'!"

"No, you have to speed up, the 'Wild Wolf Gang' gang is more unreasonable than Fat Dragon!"

Li Yao pulled off the goggles, hung them around his neck, rubbed his hands, his eyes lit up, licked his lips, and plunged into the freshly baked garbage dump!

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