Jiuzhou Continent is located in the center of Xuantian Realm.
This is the world of warriors. From bottom to top, warriors are divided into nine realms: warrior, martial artist, great martial artist, king of martial arts, emperor of martial arts, emperor of martial arts, emperor of martial arts, martial master, and martial god.
The former genius boy Ye Aotian began to practice Qi when he was three years old, became a martial artist at the age of twelve, and aspired to become a martial artist at the age of fourteen. However, when he was fifteen years old, he lost the ability to practice.
Because he no longer needs to practice.
He has become the only one in the world - the God of War!
Martial God Ye Aotian!
From then on, he smiled proudly in the world, sat on all the beauties, and became a legend for endless years.
And at this moment, Hangzhou, on the bank of the West Lake.
There was a young man standing by the lake, looking at the fireworks with his hands behind his hands, but his eyes were lonely and sad, as if he had written thousands of years of spring and autumn and loneliness. How many young women in Huaichun looked at that figure from a distance, and couldn't help but blush and their hearts beat, but they felt ashamed and didn't dare to approach.
Just because there was a beautiful figure beside him.
"Brother Aotian, I don't care how many women you have, I just want you to have me in your heart."
Murong Qian'er, the number one beauty in the contemporary Kyushu beauty list, the peerless saint of Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, leaned on Ye Aotian's shoulders, feeling the surging aura of king and domineering, intoxicated in love, unable to control herself.
"Qian'er, since you followed me, I will definitely not treat you badly."
Ye Aotian smiled evilly and reached out to touch Murong Qian'er's cheek. In an instant, a burst of true energy poured into her Dantian, causing her cultivation level to rise instantly, breaking through the Martial Emperor and Martial Emperor, and leaping to immortality. The Martial Lord realm of destruction.
"Brother Aotian!"
Feeling that her cultivation had reached an unprecedented level, Murong Qian'er's heart was shocked and unbelievable: "You are so good to Qian'er!"
"Sister Qian'er, you are really a foreigner. Now that you are with your husband, we will be sisters from now on."
A graceful and luxurious woman held Murong Qian'er's hand. It was Dugu Yuehua, the peerless martial artist who has dominated the martial arts for thousands of years: "It just so happens that my husband's place has become more and more powerful recently. We, more than 600 sisters, can no longer serve her. Now, we have to get along well in the future, this is a gift from my sister to you."
Saying that, Dugu Yuehua took out a radiant sword, and Murong Qianer's delicate body trembled: "Is this the peerless artifact Dugu Nine Swords that my husband made for my sister?"
"My sister doesn't know, but this is Dugu's Six Hundred and Forty-Seven Swords, so I gave it to my sister as a meeting gift."
When Ye Aotian heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed. He tilted his two beauties and soared into the sky. They were in the clouds. When the girls saw them coming forward, all the beauties swarmed up and said, "Congratulations to your husband and sister Qian'er on your marriage."
Ye Aotian smiled and said: "Come, Qian'er, let me introduce your sisters to you. These are your second sister Mengqi, third sister Mu Qing, fourth sister Aoshan, fifth sister Manwen, sixth sister Lexi, seventh sister Sister Xianghan...and your 646th sister Lianmeng."
"Ms. sir, you are so kind to me."
Murong Qian'er cuddled up against Ye Aotian, her soft chest pressed against Aotian's arm, which immediately made Xiao Aotian feel dishonest.
"You bad guy, you want to bully me again."
Yuehua smiled and stretched out her hand, tapping Xiao Aotian, which made Xiao Aotian become more and more fierce. Yuehua raised her eyes, glanced at Aotian angrily, then squatted down and opened her mouth lightly...
This was a lot of nonsense, and it didn't stop until the girls were killed and begged for mercy again and again, and they couldn't bear to be favored. Qian'er stroked the little Aotian who was as hard as iron, and couldn't help but sigh: "My husband should find more sisters to come back, but the slave family can't stand my husband's torture anymore."
Ye Aotian said nothing.
"My husband, this weird thing is too powerful." The girls said one after another: "My husband, please bring back some more sisters."
Ye Aotian still didn't speak.
The beauties were stunned for a while, until after a long time, Ye Aotian seemed to come back to his senses and looked up at the beauties.
"I have a question."
"What's wrong with your husband?" all the beauties asked.
"I only have one man, but I have occupied more than 600 women, and yet I can still make you sisters love each other deeply, avoid disputes, and love each other. Isn't this a little bit incredible?"
All the beauties suddenly laughed: "My husband is crazy and sick again."
"besides."
Ye Aotian lowered his head and looked at his own breasts: "I went to bed with 647 women in a row at one time. If each person took half an hour on average, it would take 373 and a half hours, which is 186 Two hours plus three quarters of an hour. In other words, I would do it for fifteen days once I went to bed. During these fifteen days, I would do monotonous mechanical exercises without sleeping or eating. The iron pillars could be worn away, and I couldn’t even The skin is not broken.”
"That's because my husband has mystical skills in his body and his body has become holy."
"Let's put aside all the nonsense about Xuan Gong, but since you love me so deeply, you are willing to share me with more than 600 women, and generously let me find more women to come back... Why?"
"Brother Aotian, I don't care how many women you have, I just want you to have me in your heart." Yuehua said shyly: "Besides, your penis is too powerful, I really..."
"It's really strange. Is it strength or hormones that practice promotes?"
In a daze, all the girls disappeared.
Ye Aotian looked up and saw a figure that seemed to be real and illusory appeared in front of him.
Ye Aotian's eyes lit up: "Old Qi, you came just in time. Ever since I picked up the ring you hid in the backyard of my ancestral house when I was eleven years old, I have always had a question in my mind."
The old man with white hair smiled angrily: "Aotian, what's your problem?"
"What exactly is Qi?"
Ye Aotian asked: "Where does it come from? Why was it born? In what way does it exist? Why is it integrated into the body. In what way does it exist? Gaseous state? Liquid state? Solid state? If it is called true energy, then it is in the gaseous state? So I have a lot of gas stored in my body? Why haven't I bloated yet?"
Qi Lao said: "This is because your muscles and veins are strong and your true energy has condensed into a fighting spirit and is stored in Zifu."
"What kind of material is a fighting spirit? Does it have an entity?"
Ye Aotian murmured to himself, casually pulled a harem, killed it and threw away the flesh and blood: "Where are the Eight Meridians and the Second Meridian of Ren and Governor? Where is the Zifu? In the brain?"
As he spoke, he raised the knife and cut open Murong Qian'er's brain, but saw that her brain was empty and empty, with nothing in it: "This is the Zi Mansion? Where is the Dantian?"
"..." Qi Lao was silent.
"Also, the ninth realm of warriors, warrior, martial artist, great martial artist, king of martial arts, emperor of martial arts, emperor of martial arts, emperor of martial arts, monarch of martial arts, god of martial arts... Why are there two martial emperors in it?"
"Don't think too much."
Qi Lao took out two pieces of strange fruit that were full of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from his arms: "Aotian, it's time to practice. Come, eat some sweet potatoes."
"My name is not Ye Aotian."
The young man raised his head: "My name is Ye Qingxuan."
"Isn't it good to call me Aotian?"
Qi Lao sighed: "You became a god of martial arts at the age of fourteen. You are invincible in the world, and you are the best in a hundred generations. You are surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers. Everyone in the world is afraid of you, respects you and fears you. Your close friends all love you and are crazy about you. I won’t let you go. What’s wrong with living like this?”
"Everything is good in this kind of life."
Ye Qingxuan sighed: "It's just too fake."
"If you don't like it, you can change it."
Qi Lao shook his head, and time reversed in an instant, returning to hundreds of years ago. When he was fifteen years old, Ye Aotian lost his ability to practice, and even his cultivation level regressed, and he was not even as good as a martial artist.
Until he was eighteen years old, he was constantly looked down upon, and even his fiancée, who had been engaged since childhood, came to break off the engagement.
Then Qi Lao reappeared and gave him new hope.
"Are you satisfied with this kind of life?"
"Why should I practice?" Ye Qingxuan asked: "Even if you become a pump, why should I pump air into my body for no reason? Isn't it good to live a good life?"
"I see."
Qi Lao suddenly realized: "You don't like to practice."
In an instant, the sky and earth were dark, and everything returned to silence. In the chaos, the earth, water, fire, and wind were reopened, and the world was recreated.
History is rolling forward, and finally today, the epoch-making masterpiece "Day of Wrath" has ushered in the biggest breakthrough since the launch of the server - the largest guild "Dragon Group" in the game led the most elite players to embark on the epic mission "Reinvention" "Gods", fought all the way to the temples of the gods, and only had the last step to open the door of the gods, and then he could become the new gods.
But at this critical moment, the guild leader of the dragon group, the commander of the elite group, and the strongest legendary warrior in the game, "Aotian Shenlong", went offline!
Soon, the game company made a video call to Aotian Shenlong's home.
"Hello, I am the GM of the game company, Xiao Wang."
"Xiao Wang?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at the old man with white hair and beard on the screen: "Aren't you angry with the youngest?"
"...Ahem, why are you offline?" Xiao Wang coughed twice and asked, "Is there something wrong with our game warehouse?"
"No, there isn't."
Ye Qingxuan pointed to the stove next to him: "I'm hungry and I'm cooking instant noodles."
"The entire guild is waiting for your command! The epic mission chain is just missing the last link!" Xiao Wang was stunned: "Can't we finish the fight first and then eat?"
Ye Qingxuan thought for a while and said, "This game of yours is too boring. I don't want to play it anymore."
"No, you have to play."
Xiao Wang was stunned: "The official plot hasn't started yet! You have to enter the game warehouse, and then after you defeat the last BOSS, we can blow up the game warehouse and send you to another world!"
"...Why should I be bombed by you?" Ye Qingxuan asked blankly: "Why should I go to another world?"
"When you go to another world, you can dominate the world with your system panel at full level!" Xiao Wang wiped his cold sweat: "And aren't you doing this task? After you finish it, you will have godhood!"
"oh."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, started to eat the noodles, and said while slurping: "Then I'm fine, why do I have to go to another world? There may not even be toilet paper in the other world."
“…”
Xiao Wang was silent for a long time. Soon, the screen flashed and a person appeared: "Hello, I am the administrator of the game company. My name is Zhao..."
"You just said your name was Xiao Wang, how angry you are."
The face of the person on the screen remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything: "Based on your feedback, we decided not to send you to another world. As long as you complete this task, we can send you to ten years ago." Rebirth.”
Ye Qingxuan sipped the soup and asked vaguely:
"Okay, why are you reborn?"
"You already know all the secrets, all the tasks and plots in the game, and there are also hidden professions." The man said: "After rebirth, you can become the strongest person in the game! Earn a huge sum of money!"
"... But I don't want to play games." Ye Qingxuan scratched his head: "I don't want to be reborn either. I'm living well now."
"You can chase the school beauty after you are reborn!" Xiao Wang advised: "If it doesn't work out, you can buy a house in Beijing and Shanghai after you are reborn! You can make a lot of money!"
Ye Qingxuan looked at him and ate the noodles. After a long time, he put down the bowl and asked seriously:
"... Do you think I'm a fool for buying a house and rebirth?"
The person on the screen was silent and sweating profusely.
He tore off his tie irritably, couldn't help but light a cigarette, took a few puffs of it bitterly, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, isn't it just a dream? Why don't you play your cards according to the routine? Look at us It’s not easy to get rewards and monthly passes for subscriptions. What on earth do you want to do? Make a clear path and I’ll take it!”