Scientific Cultivation of Immortals: Making the Flying Sword Gatling at the beginning

In the retreating troops of the Tang army, Qin Huaidao was flying in the air while reviewing the defeat of this battle.

"What a shame! 40 troops can't defeat 10,000+ people!"

Qin Huaidao clenched his fists fiercely, and could not forget the failure for a long time.

At this time, Yu Kong, his adjutant, stepped forward and asked:
"General, the spies in the rear have received information. The enemy army has moved and is chasing us. Judging by their speed, it will be a matter of time before they catch up with us. What should we do?"

Hearing this, Qin Huaidao gritted his teeth fiercely.

"It's all because of Cheng Chusi, that bastard, who spread the news of my defeat in the rear, making it worse! So the general asked me to withdraw overnight, without any preparation."

"It's all right now, people are catching up!"

Qin Huaidao clenched his fists and made a "click" sound.

"Pass down the order and send out three teams of flying swordsmen to harass the enemy from several directions and slow down the enemy's pursuit."

"On the other hand, quickly contact the right forward and ask them to send someone to meet us."

Seeing that his subordinates faltered and did not reply, Qin Huaidao asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? Just tell me if you have anything to do."

After much hesitation, the adjutant gritted his teeth and decided to say: "General, you forgot that our Flying Sword Battalion has almost been destroyed. There are not so many Flying Swordsmen who can carry out the mission of disturbing the enemy!"

Qin Huaidao slapped his forehead: "Damn it, I forgot, what should I do?..."

……

"How far is it from the target?"

Standing on the warship, Gu Biao turned to face the female officer beside him, and asked with a blank expression.

The female officer looked at the general, who looked younger than her, with reverence in her eyes:
"Reporting to the general, it is less than a hundred miles away from the target prediction."

"Okay!" Gu Biao said loudly.

"Pass down the order, and the warship unit will take the lead in carrying out the first wave of air strikes, followed by the Feijian Battalion."

"Afterwards, the Flying Sword Battalion assisted the Shield Armor Battalion to advance step by step and wipe out the enemy army! Capture the enemy general Qin Huaidao alive!"

The heroic female officer stood at attention and gave a military salute, and responded loudly:

"promise!"

……

Under the relentless pursuit of high-mobility troops such as warships and flying sword battalions, Gu Biao and his group soon caught up with the retreating enemy troops.

Under the absolute air dominance, Daughter Kingdom won another big victory.

Almost wiped out Tang Jun's left forward.

But Qin Huaidao ran away.

Relying on a unique supernatural power, excellent ability to lead troops and the bloody spirit of his personal guards who are not afraid of death, Qin Huaidao broke through a tight encirclement.

Then it disappeared into the vast mountains.

But Gu Biao was not a pity.

After all, this is an illusory world. As long as you destroy the enemy's left forward, your mission will be completed. It doesn't matter whether Qin Huaidao catches it or not.

After thinking about this, Gu Biao waved his hand and announced the withdrawal of troops.

This is also his thought after careful consideration.

The remaining left forwards of the enemy army can be destroyed, and the pursuit target has been completed.

It is not a good thing to blindly raid the enemy's right forward. Once the enemy catches the tired weakness of one's own soldiers, it will be disadvantageous for one's own side to change from a surprise attack to a protracted battle.

He believes that although the morale of the soldiers is high, they really need to rest.

So it's better to withdraw to the rear, and then slowly map out after rectifying the troops.

Besides, he also wanted to see the king of this heroine country.

Perhaps by then, some of the doubts in my heart can be easily resolved.

……

……

"Subordinate Gu Biao sees the king!"

The moment Gu Biao knelt down on one knee and finished speaking, the palace that looked like a jade palace instantly turned into darkness.

Gu Biao and the king of the Heroine Kingdom just looked at each other and faced each other in the void.

Do not,
It should be said that he is the king of the daughter country, Zhu Mengjin!

Zhu Mengjin was full of smiles, her gem-like eyes were full of starlight, which could make any man intoxicated in her dreamy starry eyes.

Gu Biao also had to sigh with emotion.

As expected of being known as the number one beauty in a big business under Su Daji, Zhu Mengjin is already at the same level as Su Daji's daughter Di Yunxi in terms of appearance and temperament!
After hesitating for a while, Gu Biao asked, "The owner of Huanshafang—Zhu Mengjin?"

Although he had some guesses in his heart, Gu Biao still wanted to get a definite answer from the other party.

Zhu Mengjin nodded lightly, and then said: "Your name is Gu Biao? I didn't expect that I have waited for 500 years in this big business before finally waiting for you..."

Hearing Zhu Mengjin's confused words, Gu Biao hurriedly waved:
"Stop, stop, I don't know you, don't put a hat on me, and don't say such things that I don't understand. If you want to chat, you might as well tell me, how did this Western Heaven perish?"

Zhu Mengjin looked at Gu Biao quietly with a pair of starry eyes, until Gu Biao showed impatience, then lightly opened her red lips:
"As you can see, the entire Xitian Small World was destroyed by the Tang army. As for the entire story of the destruction of the Western Heaven Small World, it is too long, and I don't know where to start."

Gu Biao rubbed his chin, Zhu Mengjin was indeed right.

If she were asked to tell this story from the beginning, from the mortal world to the heavenly court, from the heavenly court to the western heaven, Zhu Mengjin might not be able to finish it in three days and three nights.

Then he pondered and continued to ask: "Then why don't you tell me why the king of Tang wants to destroy the small world of Xitian?"

Zhu Mengjin closed her eyes, was silent for a while, and then said with a sigh: "Because of the 'truth'!"

Hearing that Zhu Mengjin was playing charades again, Gu Biao could only grin his teeth and ask, "The scriptures? Why?"

The former king of Daughter Kingdom looked directly at Gu Biao with a pair of starry eyes: "Because he wants to become a saint, even detached!"

"Throughout the ages, there may not be many mighty ones claiming to be holy, but there are definitely not many."

"Among other things, Yuanshi Tianzun of the Great Merchant, Master Tongtian, Kong Moming, the Confucian saint of the Great Han, and Li Chunfeng, the sword fairy of the Great Tang..."

"But if you look deeper, they are all just half-saints!"

Well, saint and half saint, this involves Gu Biao's knowledge blind spot again.

Gu Biao could only listen quietly.

"There is only one true saint in this world, and there is no detached one."

"Do you know who this saint is in this world?"

Zhu Mengjin, who has been watching Gu Biao from the beginning to the end, does not have a shyness of a woman, nor does she have redundant thoughts.

There was only curiosity and openness towards Gu Biao in those eyes, as if he wanted to see through the man's appearance and look directly at the strange composition and extraordinary things in his heart.

"Who is it?" Although he guessed, Gu Biao still asked in agreement.

"Xianqin, Yingzheng!"

Hearing Zhu Mengjin's answer, Gu Biao was shocked.

really!

Whether it is the so-called Master Tongtian or the Confucian Saint and Sword Immortal, these are just characters who appeared in later generations.

In this world, the earliest fairy art was discovered by Qin Huang Yingzheng.

After Yingzheng discovered the fairy art, he led the army to conquer the small worlds of the heavens, and finally the fairy art was perfected into what it is today.

As for the oldest person, Emperor Qin Yingzheng, if you want to talk about becoming a saint, there should be no one else besides him...