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It exploded in an instant, mushroom clouds rose into the sky, mountains and rivers shattered, and the sun and moon were lightless.

None of these imaginary scenarios have appeared.

Aotian's slash did not fall on the mighty thundernado, but beheaded himself.

However, if you cut it, it is cause and effect.

A sword fell, and the thunder dragon vanished.

Ten years later, Aotian cultivated to almost a sword god, ascending to the heavens and the earth, almost omnipotent.

For the sake of Aotian's existence at this moment, he gave up on himself and changed the trajectory of Aotian's life, and everything was borne by his disappearance.

From now on, there is no Aotian Sword God in the world.

There is only Guanshi Aotian.

Or perhaps, the traction in the dark has been broken. From then on, my life is up to me.

All this, the sleeping Aotian did not know. And the young marshal knows it well.

Originally, he overdrew Aotian's life for ten years, just to comfort the young man's self-esteem. However, things turned out completely unexpectedly, and the results were good.

But all this development is unexpected, and there must be something strange.

Everything, just wait for him to wake up and make a final decision. The young marshal thought to himself, I hope he will not be depressed because of this.

The clouds and mist dispersed, the sun was warm, shining through the branches, and the surroundings were restored to the scene of green mountains and green waters.

Aotian slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and this sleep, he slept for more than half a month, less than ten days before the end of the month. And he made an agreement with Ling'er to fight with the four gentlemen and regain his cultivation resources.

Now, he has no Ling'er, no cultivation, no swordsmanship. He didn't have what he should have.

Splitting headache and buzzing in the brain.

Recalling that when he accepted the young marshal's request and let go of all his precautions, his spirit entered the space of the six turns of the world.

Seeing that his body was being controlled, he instinctively wanted to resist.

At this time, the young marshal told him that this was himself ten years later, and he summoned him through time and space at the cost of his life.

Aotian watched quietly and saw him kiss Ling'er's lips. The nameless fire erupted, and he remembered that it was himself who kissed Ling'er, so he was willing to give up.

He was glad that Ling'er was asleep and didn't know what was going on. Because he is still too weak to protect her.

Seeing myself being beaten ten years later, I was in a panic, and I couldn't wait to rush out to fight. I also thought about it if I went out, estimating the end of the ashes in a snap of my fingers, and I would give up.

Later, when the thunder dragon appeared, not only Aotian, but also the young marshal was surprised.

The terrifying heavenly punishment was about to kill the dragon, but he was defeated with a single slash.

Suddenly, both people's mouths were open and eggs could be stuffed.

The sentence "full of green mountains and empty eyes, persuading the king to cherish the people in front of him" caused Aotian to fall into thought, and then saw a thunder cloud rushing towards him, and he fell unconscious.

My thoughts were cleared, and the pain in my brain was alleviated a lot. But his body was still sore everywhere, and now he finally knew that hand-to-hand combat with Jiaolong was not fun.

Struggling to stand up with the big tree, he looked up, and there was no one around, except for a few small birds chirping in the branches, cheerful and happy.

Step by step, Aotian finally returned to the hut. Looking at the wooden house next to him, Aotian's heart was sour, and he almost burst into tears.

Sitting on the edge of the wooden bed, Aotian took out a bottle of wine and gulped several large sips. Until his face was flushed, his body staggered and fell, and he fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't want to think about everything that had happened, it was too painful, too hateful, too powerless.

Loneliness is like the cold of the year-round snow on Changbai Mountain, and like a lone star in the infinite starry sky on a winter night.

Entwined with him, rooted in his heart, absorbing nutrients, sprouting and branching.

From then on, he couldn't do without wine, and wine couldn't do without him.

Only wine made him sober up the difficulties of swordsmanship, and let him indulge in the mystery of swordsmanship and sing and act.

It alleviated the pain in his heart!

Five years later, there was one more wine sword fairy on the rivers and lakes. But that's all for later.

Another sleep, the sun was just right, and the injuries on Aotian's body were about to heal, as usual, he was about to get up and go out to cultivate, but the voice of the young marshal came from his mind.

"Why, you don't ask me?" the young marshal looked puzzled.

"I ask you where the white-haired Aotian came from, why is he so strong, why am I standing here, and where has he gone? I won't ask, because it's not yet time for me to understand. Aotian's tone was full of mockery.

"Indeed, your strength is still too weak. ”

Without waiting for the young marshal to finish speaking, Aotian continued: "Because the person I care about the most, she is not by my side. ”

"What I want to do now is to improve my cultivation and take back everything I have. For this reason, even if it is with the sky. Aotian thought of the white-haired self again, who was so strong that he was suffocated, and his eyes were full of victory.

"In that case, that's the best. ”

The young marshal was very glad that Aotian did not become decadent because of this, but saw himself more clearly.

"Now there are only dozens of days, and if you want to defeat the Four Gentlemen, with your current strength, it's a fool's dream. Unless they are willing to stand still and eat your samsaric enlightenment slash, it is possible. "Now that he has seen it, the young marshal is not stingy with mean language.

"How should that be?" said Aotian's face was full of sadness.

"Do you still remember the scales on the body of the blue sea and blue sky Jiao in yesterday's battle?"

Aotian thought about it carefully, "Those green and faint scales are a bit impressive. ”

It's not just an impression, this ghost thing is extremely hard, and the white-haired arrogant sky punched him dozens of times, and there is no trace at all.

"This is the treasure of the dragon, the scales of the sky. It contains an incomparably rich aura of heaven and earth, which is of great benefit to your cultivation level. The young marshal said seriously.

Aotian looked at his expression, knowing that he was not joking, and immediately rummaged through the memories in his mind.

Suddenly it occurred to me that after hundreds of moves in hand-to-hand combat, Jiaolong seemed to have lost two scales on his body!

Thinking of this, he didn't have time to straighten his clothes, pushed open the door, and rushed in the direction of the lake where he was fishing.

The scenery regresses all the way, startling countless flowers, birds, insects and beasts.

Finally, a lake as far as the eye could see appeared in front of him.

Without taking a breath, his eyes swept over the surrounding clearing and lawn, and he didn't see any shadow of the scales.

The young marshal reminded: "Use your spiritual power to perceive it." ”

Aotian suddenly realized, closed his eyes, and felt the fluctuations of energy around him.

Everything went dark, and nothing was visible.

In the mud near the shore of the lake, two dazzling rays of light appeared, which was a phenomenon of deep energy stagnation.

Aotian stopped telepathy.

Sure enough, two turquoise scales lay quietly in the mud.

At first glance, it is both naughty and cute.