This is the calamity that the monks themselves will face, and it is also the unavoidable hardship in the Taoist heart.

If you get through it, the storm will rise, and you will be fearless all the way, and the flowers will bloom the most gorgeously in the world. If you can't get through it, your heart will be trapped in a cage, and the ground will become a prison.

High level.

"Boring." Qi Xiaoyang said indifferently to Xiao Yao's self-pity.

"You..." Xiao Yao's eyes widened and he was about to get angry, but when the anger reached his heart, he was on the verge of extinguishing it.

Yes, I am in such a miserable state now, and I lost to Qi Xiaoyang without any suspense. Isn't it natural for the winner to despise the weak?

My brother must have been extremely disappointed when he saw me like this. He would no longer care about him and would just let him fend for himself on this polar planet.

Thinking of this, he felt more and more sad and sad. He was so useless. The adults in the small clan compared him with Xiao Shiyi. The eldest brother did everything flawlessly and perfectly, and he was well-deserved in everyone's hearts.

The first person in the world is the moon held by all the stars, and his star, no matter how good he is, will be eclipsed by his perfection.

Just like the light of the bright moon and the light of shooting stars, the latter seems so insignificant.

To this day, this situation has not changed. His eldest brother has gone too far on the road of spiritual practice, and he is chasing after him but he can't even see his back.

At the same time, there were many powerful enemies popping up like mushrooms after a rain, and he had to work hard to deal with these fellow travelers.

I'm really tired... I'm so tired. I might as well give up on cultivating Taoism and live a life of drunkenness, drunkenness and drinking. It seems like a good idea to spend time there. Or maybe I won't return to my clan and go to the land south of the Yangtze River to buy something.

A luxurious villa with thousands of hectares of fertile land, a great retreat in the city, beautiful women with red hands, and famous scholars talking and laughing, wouldn't it be wonderful!?

In just a moment, Xiao Yao's arrogant fighting spirit and fierce will in the fierce battle seemed to collapse in an instant, and he quickly sank into the shadow of failure.

His mind instantly became distracted, and he no longer had the interest to argue with Qi Xiaoyang.

Qi Xiaoyang ignored him and just said to himself: "Standing at a high place and walking on the flat ground, I never think that this can change the nature of my mood. Climbing to a high place will indeed make people relaxed and happy, overlooking the mountains and small mountains, but

It will also make many people feel a sense of superiority. I stopped at the top of the dome, leaned down and saw all the tiny scenery like ants. Am I not like those gods and Buddhas who are high above, looking down on the world, smiling?

All living beings are obsessed with obsession."

"But don't forget, you are just standing on the top of the mountain. The truly great person is not you, but the top of the mountain itself! You are just a fox pretending to be powerful, just because you stand on the shoulders of giants.

Do you think you are taller than a giant?"

Qi Xiaoyang's sharp words pierced Xiao Yao's heart like sharp knives, making this young monk who was about to fall into the endless abyss suddenly feel strong guilt and annoyance! The guilt came from his brother's infinite treatment of him.

His expectations and annoyance came from the fact that his Taoist heart was far less tenacious than this woman Qi Xiaoyang.

After all, he is a proud man. He has been competing with the world's top geniuses since he was a child. Even if his Taoist heart is frustrated and dusty, he will not sink into decadence so quickly.

And Qi Xiaoyang's sharp words seemed to wake up this man who was about to be crippled.

Xiao Yao suddenly felt relaxed and relieved. The face, ostentation, ranking and status that had been worrying about him all this time suddenly turned into a ball of dust in his heart, like a passing cloud.

He struggled to move his limbs, and the burning pain almost penetrated deep into his bones, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and finally sat up cross-legged.

He began to self-examine his past experiences and gain a deeper understanding of Xiao Yao's life essence.

Along the way, most of what he has owned since birth was not earned by himself. He has grown up with a golden key in his mouth since he was born, and his food and clothing expenses are nothing short of luxurious, and his cultivation resources are even more abundant. Inexhaustible.

When he was five years old, he witnessed his eldest brother's luck flowing like a river, flowing thousands of miles and hundreds of miles away. He immediately felt envious. On that day, he told his father about his idea of ​​refining qi. The next day, The clan hired a teacher for him, and that person was a famous figure in the Yuan Sect of the Five Qi Dynasty in the Eastern Continent who was known as the "No. 1 in Qi Refining" to teach him the Qi Refining Method.

When he was ten years old, he witnessed his eldest brother being awarded the clan's spiritual treasure - "Jingtian" at the coming-of-age ceremony. He held Jingtian and swung a sword light as big as a river. He almost defeated everyone with one sword, and directly defeated all the people that day. Among the 108 monks who challenged him, there were many talented monks of the same age, as well as many strong monks who had been famous for a long time and had outstanding achievements. They once ranked among the top young monks at that time.

After that day, he yearned for it and wanted to embark on the path of practicing swordsmanship.

So, the eldest brother became his kendo teacher on the second day.

Until today, he has always had smooth sailing, and he has never experienced any major setbacks or failures.

Even though six years ago, he stabbed that sword on the Dragon Blood Lake, he was severely injured within one move.

But he didn't take it seriously. After all, Jun Moxiao was a cultivator of heavenly beings. It was enough to regard him as a great honor and miracle that he could kill him through extraordinary realms.

But at this point, he slowly saw clearly how weak and fragile he was. If he continued like this, he would not have any great potential, and he would definitely not be able to cross the abyss between heaven and earth. Incomparable heaven.
Chapter completed!