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The freeze-frame picture suddenly shattered again.

The previous shattering of heaven and earth was poignant and tragic, but this time, it was just a broken picture, but it was like a butterfly dancing and falling snow, with an indescribable simplicity, brightness and lightness.

Long Aotian found out again that he had become a child of only seven or eight years old.

The qiē around me has changed again.

His body was dressed in a gorgeous and unusual garment, not in fact, it was not gorgeous, but a texture that he could not describe, and the room he was in was neat and white on all sides, and there was an equally indescribable smooth white square attached to the middle and lower walls.

The floor of the room is even smoother, and it should be stone, but it looks like water.

And on the roof of the room, a huge, crystal clear hanging object, that is...... Lamps?

And then there's the window.

It looks like there is a curtain hanging on the window, and even this curtain is made of extremely fine material, and the overall look is just as gorgeous. The curtain that is divided into two halves is pulled tightly together. You can't see the view from the window.

There were still many things in the room that he didn't have time to look at carefully, and after slowly looking up and down, Long Aotian fumbled, opened the door, and walked out carefully.

The moment the door opened, there was an indescribable noise and noise, faintly coming from near and far away.

Long Aotian first hid behind the door very quickly, and after a long time, he saw that there was nothing unusual, and then he came out again. Then he found that this should be a courtyard, and the other four sides of the courtyard were scattered and landed in many buildings similar to the place where he came out.

Long Aotian continued to walk out of the courtyard.

Along. I didn't see anyone, this courtyard. Extremely secluded. Or rather, secluded.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there was a lot of deep shade, and out of the deep shade, the noise and noise that I heard when I opened the door before suddenly expanded several times, and I came to my face. At the same time, Long Aotian's eyes were also constricted.

What he saw was the street.

But this street is just as strange as it is indescribable.

Both sides of the street. It was a dense number of buildings, and what made Long Aotian unbelievable was that these buildings were unimaginably tall, he raised his head and raised his neck to see the top of these buildings.

He found a random building from it, and Long Aotian counted it from the bottom to the top according to the positions that should be windows, and then, if he was not mistaken, the building should be forty-two floors.

God, what kind of place does this live?

The buildings everywhere are so high, could it be that this is a world full of cultivators? Moreover, they are all like magicians? Anyone can go up and down at will?

Long Aotian was shocked in his heart, staring closely at the group of buildings across the street, for a long time, but he didn't find anyone opening the window and then flying out of the window.

When his gaze turned from the building opposite back to the street, Long Aotian was even more sluggish.

There are a lot of strange things on the streets, and judging by the wheels under them, these should be vehicles, but why are there no things pulling outside?

Looking at it, Long Aotian found that these strange vehicles on both sides of the street slowed down at the same time, and then, completely stopped, and after a while, started again.

And the manipulation of this qiē is not far in front of the street, a strange light board showing three colors: red, yellow, and green.

After staring at this qiē for a long time, Long Aotian walked slowly, and walked cautiously from the side of the street, where there were no strange vehicles shuttling.

After walking a few steps, a strange voice came from a building ahead. The language should be unfamiliar, but strangely, Long Aotian is very familiar with it, and he can fully understand what it is saying.

Long Aotian stopped and listened.

That's supposed to be a woman's humming:

How much prosperity is like a dream in the bleak rain and cold wind

Once thousands of purples and reds were blown down by the wind

Suddenly, looking back, love is like a cloud of smoke

The years flow away without leaving a trace

I saw flowers in the water

It is necessary to keep a touch of red

But tossing and turning in the dust

No more colors from the past

I saw me in tears

Inability to keep something

Only in a trance drunk

There are still some old dreams

The flying flowers have fallen

The affection of the past has long been empty

The flowing water rushed by

Who can hold it for a moment

Feeling the floating flowers

There is no hope in the city

Even if the rain blows, the wind blows, and there is silence

It's like it's me......

Hearing this, it is no longer difficult to move. Long Aotian didn't know why, listening to it, and suddenly, he burst into tears.

The past is real and illusory, and scenes flash through in consciousness.

A young man who pursues the path of cultivation, a little beggar, an immortal who can overturn mountains and seas and destroy the world with a gesture, and a ...... Who is he now, and where is he?

Long Aotian stood on the spot, immersed in his memories, for a long time.

After a long time, touching his cheeks, which had been naturally dried by the wind, Long Aotian slowly walked back the way he came......

Next, in the process of screen transition, the scene after scene is quickly switched, and the time is already three months later.

Long Aotian is completely familiar with the qiē in this world, including "parents", including "school", including "classmates", including "teachers".

The "teacher" in this place is not at all what the teacher looks like in Long Aotian's consciousness.

That "classmate". It is completely different from the senior brothers, and the "school" is completely different from the sect. But none of this mattered, Long Aotian was very shocked to find that the knowledge here, a lot of obviously very valuable and abnormal knowledge, didn't even want money, not at all!

In the frame, there is a scene that flashes.

That's when Long Aotian walked into a place called "Library", the building of that library. It's gorgeous, it's magnificent, but no matter how gorgeous and magnificent this building is, it's not as much as one-ten-thousandth of its interior.

Long Aotian stood in a large room that was about a few hundred steps from front to back, and in that room. Rows of wooden shelves are full of books. A wide variety of books......

Three months. Long Aotian also discovered that this was not a world where everyone was a cultivator.

Here, on the contrary, there are no cultivators.

All of us are ordinary people.

Long Aotian also tried to cultivate, using what he had learned in the "Immortal World" to cultivate. But he soon found that it didn't work. After two months of cultivation, except for the body's reaction becoming a little faster, there was no atmosphere of becoming a martial artist at all. Not even the slightest sign of it!

Two months later, Long Aotian completely gave up cultivation and became familiar with this place.

Slowly, he learned that the thing that was running on the street was called a "car".

Slowly, he came to know that in this place, there was something more magical than cars and tall buildings, called "computers", and thousands of computers, connected together by "wires", tangible or intangible, to form a "network......

This qiē made Long Aotian extremely curious, extremely shocked, and extremely shocked.

He became one of the most greedy people, indulging in this qiē.

With the passage of time, he knew why the sun rose in the east and set in the west, he knew what the "earth" was like, it was not a continent, but actually a "ball", he knew that the "moon" did not shine, and he also knew that the stars in the sky were actually one sun after another.

He also knew that countless suns were gathered together like a huge disk......

It's really just the world of ordinary people.

But there are so many things in this world that are more amazing than the world of cultivation......

With the transformation of the picture, Long Aotian grew up little by little from a child of seven or eight years old, and then, ten, twenty, thirty, and forty years old......

He married and had children, he took over his father's responsibilities and became a businessman, but after a few years he finally got tired of it, and within a few years he became a famous "scientist" and met many other researchers from all walks of life.

Just when everything was thriving, Long Aotian was on the way to attend an international scientists' conference, and the "plane" he was riding was destroyed by a storm whirlpool in the air, and everyone on the plane, together with the plane, turned into a huge fireball and fell to the earth......

After the whole picture turned into a fireball, the fireball, on the ground, turned into pieces and danced in one after another.

In the midst of this flying dance, the picture turned again.

Long Aotian opened his eyes.

There was no collapse of heaven and earth, and no plane crashed.

Where you look, it's still the green mountains and green waters, the small courtyard, the old man, and the young man in green shirts.

"Who knows the big dream? Oh, vain, welcome back from your dreams. The old man smiled and said.

"Dream?" Long Aotian muttered, his expression dazed.

The old man ignored him, just waited.

After a long time, Long Aotian's trance was a little better, but it still did not dissipate, he bowed down deeply and said to the old man, "Please teach me to practice." ”

"Oh, what are you practicing?" the old man asked lightly.

"The disciples are ignorant and do not know the real illusion. I wish that this body would not be subject to world service, and this heart would not change with the circumstances. Yes, I would like to practice from the teacher. Long Aotian was silent for a long time, and then said slowly.

"Okay, this is the first secret method I taught, when you finish practicing, come back to me." The old man stretched out his hand to Long Aotian's forehead, and then before Long Aotian could react, he flicked his sleeves again.

In the wave of that big sleeve, the scene of the picture changed again.

A mountain range that winds for thousands of miles, a city on the edge of a mountain range.

The scene where the city is located is rapidly magnified, and it soon becomes a thousand-mile domain, and in the range of this thousand-mile domain, another seemingly extremely ordinary flowing water mountain stream, a young man in a green shirt slowly opened his eyes.

"Is this another dream?" the boy said softly to himself, looking around slowly.

(Guess where this city is?) If you guess, you can give yourself the title of "the smartest reader of the assistant god.") ^_^ (To be continued......)