While Jiang Lan was still familiar with the magic, he suddenly received a message.

It is news that the Wuxian Conference set out in Kunlun.

He should go and see them leave.

It’s not that he has to go, but his master asked him to see his posture.

It's still time to regret it.

"Does the master just want me to go out for a walk?"

Jiang Lan was helpless.

But he should be about to go out.

After all, he has refined his spirit and returned to the emptiness now.

Very close to immortals.

In a few decades or hundreds of years, you may have to go out to overcome the tribulation.

At that time, the master was probably happy, and all the staff on the Ninth Peak went out to practice.

Then Jiang Lan left the Ninth Peak and came to the Kunlun Hall.

The Witch Fairy Conference starts from here.

The sun is gentle and the breeze is gentle.

Jiang Lan walked on the stairs to the hall, and some disciples next to him were walking up.

Jiang Lan occasionally glanced at him and found that the clothes of these people were different from his.

Most of them are disciples who practice Qi and build foundations.

"It turns out that the clothes of the introductory disciple have been changed."

Clothing changes every hundred years.

A round in a thousand years.

So it is highly likely that we can know how many years other people have been in the process, and of course some disciples do not wear it.

So not absolutely.

Jiang Lan comes from the Ninth Peak and few people know him.

This time he also heard some discussion.

for example:

"Which senior brother Fengfeng is this? I feel that his strength is restrained. Is this a golden elixir?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

"Why don't you go up and ask?"

"You dare to go."

Jiang Lan was really not used to walking on the road.

That was not what my senior brother in the door said before.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Lan went to the hall step by step.

Soon he arrived in front of the main hall square.

Then he found a corner to stand.

In the square, he saw a floating disc, which was a large flying magic weapon.

There are some disciples above.

After a brief look, he found that there were many immortals on it, and the most time they were all spiritual cultivation.

If he goes up, there will probably be another group of souls returning to the void, mixing with a golden elixir.

In fact, even at the surface speed, he improved very quickly.

But the subsequent improvement cannot be improved so quickly.

Relying on resources, you cannot maintain the speed of genius cultivation.

Otherwise some geniuses should be uncomfortable.

It is easy to make enemies without reason.

But it can't be too slow.

Prevent some people from causing trouble.

Jiang Lan stood in the corner and watched many disciples heading towards the flying magic weapon.

After a long time, many people stood up.

All of them are outstanding disciples of the sect.

Jiang Lan is just an outstanding disciple of the Ninth Peak.

"How can this senior brother be qualified to go to the Witch Fairy Conference?" Suddenly, a voice rang beside Jiang Lan.

He is a teenager.

Cultivation of Qi,

It should have been only two years since I started.

"Become one of the few outstanding disciples in every peak." Jiang Lan replied.

Probably so, he is one of the few outstanding disciples of the Ninth Peak, and he is also the personal disciple of the Lord of the Ninth Peak.

He is also the most powerful successor of the Ninth Peak Lord.

"Is there any limit to cultivation?" the young man asked again.

Jiang Lan looked at the flying magic weapon and said:

"The senior brothers and sisters above are the weakest ones who are also spiritual cultivation."

juvenile:"......"

Too far away.

The primordial spirit, the top group of people in the sect, will take about 150 years to be promoted to the primordial spirit.

These are not top-notch people, it would be better if they can enter the soul within three hundred years.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for answering the doubts." The young man thanked him and stepped back.

I don't plan to disturb Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan didn't care, just stood there and watched.

There are many people in the square and many people with different cultivation levels.

They are communicating and having their own chat topics.

Most of them envy the people on the flying magic weapon.

It seems that they are all taking those people as role models and goals.

Some people feel a little regretful.

It seemed like he almost got on the flying magic weapon, and he was the one who went to the Witch Fairy Conference.

“Although it was a little noisy, the senses were not bad.

Master is right, you can occasionally walk around the sect."

Forget it if it's too far.

It's better to get attention.

Soon the flying magic weapon began to take off, and everyone was almost there.

At this time, a middle-aged man stood in front of the magic weapon. There was a strand of white hair in his messy hair. He looked at the square and started to slowly open:

"Who else is going to be with the personal disciple?

You can come up directly.”

Jiang Lan lowered his head.

I always feel like this senior is aiming at him.

Jiu Zhongtian did see Jiang Lan, but when he saw that Jiang Lan had no idea about coming up, he didn't plan to send him up.

As long as Jiang Lan hesitates and wants to go but cares about something, he will take action.

Forget it now.

"Since there isn't, let's go." Jiu Zhongtian's deep voice came out.

Then fly magic weapons to the sky.
To be continued...