Chapter 675 (1/2)

The founder of Sanqing Dynasty is the highest in Taoism.

From ancient times to the present, there have been countless people with lofty ideals or high aspirations, countless people with lofty ideals or rare talents, or people with real genius, who have tried the way of Sanqing's co cultivation.

But in the end, it's either failure, or giving up, or it's impossible to get in at all.

There are few people who can stick to this road.

Because, it's too hard.

Before Yan Zhaoge practiced the Jue Xian sword Sutra, he asked himself whether he wanted to go this way or not?

The first direct descendant of Yuqing, based on Wuji Tianshu, has guaranteed the smooth road of his future.

As long as we don't die young, we can reach the height that many people dream of.

I also don't want to take risks. Instead, I have to take a hard and many roads, which add many difficulties and dangers to myself.

They may even block their own way of advancement and bind themselves.

After thinking, Yan Zhaoge's answer is, go!

I'm a man with enough vanity, but this time it's not to satisfy my vanity.

Everyone will have some perfectionism, a collection hobby, and the idea of a perfect harvest.

Yan Zhaoge also has, but this time it is not for these.

The reason is that, although the road is much more difficult, it may go to a higher height.

The great disillusionment turned the temple of heaven into historical dust.

This is always buried in Yan Zhaoge's heart, never forgotten, urging him to keep moving forward, constantly upward, never stop, never tired.

Now he is a warrior, and he has long been used to being a warrior.

The warrior will always break through to a higher goal, challenge all foreign enemies and challenge himself at the same time.

Maybe we can't avoid vulgarity, but Yan Zhaoge is willing to take such a road.

So he went down!

Yan Zhaoge felt the vibration of the heaven and earth road, because he stepped into the world of martial arts and attracted the spirit of the world around him to penetrate into his body and wash his body.

This hard road is not the end, not the end.

Only the starting point, the future road, will only be more difficult, more and more difficult.

Yan Zhaoge is very clear about this, but he is in a very calm mood.

I don't have to be the lucky one, I don't have to be the one who always wins, I don't have to be the one who finally succeeds.

But it doesn't affect the person who is confident and proud.

Frivolous or ignorant, this road, I dare to go.

Twelve rest time, it's time.

However, Huihong sword was once again among Yanzhao singers. He cut it out from afar, a pure white sword spirit, and directly cut nongyuxuan!

The appearance of nongyuxuan changed a lot. The stars of Tianhua, a noble soldier, were shining as if the stars were gathering together to form armor.

But the pure white sword spirit, like cutting tofu, breaks the sky and stars, and its light goes out instantly!

Nongyuxuan was shocked, and his body could not move, so he could only force himself to control the Qi of youhuang Dao to gather in front of him.

When the white sword Qi turned, it fell on the invisible black fire.

Nongyuxuan snorted and fell out.

Under the cover of black smoke, fengyunsheng felt the change of the Qi of the dark sabre. He was relieved, and the bright sun in his eyes gradually disappeared.

If there is an accident, Yan Zhaoge can't succeed in time, she will fight for her life and continue to support whatever she says.

At the last moment, nongyuxuan was frustrated, which shows that Yan Zhaoge succeeded!

In the void, Yan Zhaoge first defeated nongyuxuan with a sword.