Chapter 1356 (1/2)
Yan Zhaoge's body shape slowly ascended from the xuanxiao Zijin furnace and rose out of the furnace.
The chaos was gone, but there were three circles of illusory light, which hung behind his head.
Those who saw the three circles of Qingguang and knew little about yanzhaoge among the people on the scene were all awakened: ”Sanqing initiates, no wonder!”
”This is the first person from ancient times to the present who can open the door of immortality when practicing with Sanqing?” Gao xuepo mumbles to himself.
”It's not just opening the door.” Long Xueji whispered, ”it is clearly documented that the highest level of cultivation is the six realms of wusheng.”
”No wonder he's interested in the Longhan scriptures.” ”Today, it's really worth it!” Gao xuepo said
On the same day, I witnessed the grand world of biyoutian, together with the many lower realms under its control, being moved. I watched the grand feats of tiansu universe and Tianwaitian development, and witnessed the birth of the first martial artist who had been practicing in Sanqing Dynasty and boarded the fairyland.
This day, for the authentic Taoism after the great disillusionment and for the whole history of the world of creation, is a day worthy of commemoration, which is destined to leave a strong ink in the ancient books of Qing history.
What's more, it seems that this is just the beginning.
At present, the young man who constantly creates miracles, his future is still vast, and his potential seems endless.
Yue Zhen looks at Yan Zhaoge in the north and Yan Di on the other side.
In front of his eyes, it seemed that Yan Xingtang, his former mentor, appeared again.
At this moment, the more earthquake north only feel the unprecedented joy.
He has always been serious face, rare show a smile, but the smile fleeting, and then solemnly said: ”Congratulations relegated immortals back to nine days.”
When Nie Jingshen heard the words, he immediately smiled and bowed to Yan Zhao's song: ”congratulations to the relegated immortals returning to the Ninth Heaven!”
Yingshuhalberd was amazed, but also said: ”congratulations to the relegated immortals returning to the nine heavens!”
Gao xuepo was a little surprised. He smiled and spoke with relief, but he and long Xue beside him said: ”congratulations to the relegated immortals returning to the Ninth Heaven!”
The high-definition cyclone and the longxingquan couple, who came here together with yuezhenbei and fengyunsheng, have a look at each other, showing the same color of relief and joy.
”Congratulations on the return of the relegated immortals to the Ninth Heaven.” Dragon Star spring without sword in hand, a new look of idleness and laziness, first of all, I would like to sing congratulations.
”Congratulations on the return of the relegated immortals to the nine heavens,” said the high-definition swirl
Yan Di looks at Yan Zhaoge with a smile on her face and a comfortable intuition.
Feng Yunsheng blinked at Yan Zhaoge, smiled and said, ”congratulations to relegated immortals returning to the Ninth Heaven!”
Yan Zhaoge couldn't help smiling, and then quickly converged his smile, with the same solemn look, and bowed his hand to all of them to repay the ceremony: ”your elders are serious, Yan Zhaoge here thank you.”
After he returned the gift, he made another gift to the HD Xuan and the long Xingquan couple: ”once upon a time, he was always on the frivolous side, and he had to pay a separate visit to the second senior. Now he can finally meet the uncle and senior master of Long Shi with his real face.”
Long Xingquan said with a smile, ”elder martial brother had an arrangement in those days. I want to find his descendants. It's very difficult. When I hear the news, you have reached the upper bound.”
”However, your father and son have already outgrown the blue, and are better than the blue. You must be happy if you have knowledge under the elder martial brother's spring. I hate that you can't tell.”
HD Xuan didn't speak, just quietly watching Yan Zhaoge and his son.
More Zhenbei and longxingquan can see the shadow of yanxingtang on them. At this moment, she also thinks of Di Qinglian, the little younger martial sister who had the best relationship with her in the past.
At this moment, the high-definition cyclone, which has always been silent, also said: ”it's no pity to see each other in this situation. I wish I had enough.”
When people meet, they hate to be late. When they talk, they often sigh.
Yan Zhaoge's body shape falls beside xuanxiao Zijin stove, and then presses his palm on the treasure stove again.