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Chapter 11 Can you lend me your red gourd?

Regarding Jiang Lan's question, Mo Zhengdong shook his head and said:

"When your cultivation reaches a certain level, you will be able to understand clearly."

Jiang Lan nodded slightly.

This is normal.

Now he seems to be practicing qi.

Not to mention that he doesn't look like a genius, even if he is a real genius, he will not know some secrets of Kunlun Mountain so weak.

"Prepare and you can go to the third peak. This time you may have the weakest cultivation level.

After entering, it will be a test of cultivation.

So don't show off." Mo Zhengdong said seriously.

Although there are many benefits in the secret realm, opportunities mean crises.

If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

"Abide by the Master's teachings." Jiang Lan naturally would not take it lightly.

He can still relax if he is alone, but he will not be able to relax if there are too many people.

There are too many secrets on you.

Being seen was a crisis for him.

So he will keep a low profile.

After leaving Shanfeng Jiang Lan, he returned to his residence.

Just prepared.

Then he hung the red gourd and left the Ninth Peak.

The little gourd is his storage magic weapon, just carry this.

In this way, even if he takes out the treasure from the system, he will not be said anything.

The third peak is not close to the ninth peak, but Jiang Lan has the cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi training on the surface, and it has not taken much time in the past.

When he arrived at the third peak, Jiang Lan found that there were actually many female disciples here.

Speaking of which, he didn't know much about the other peaks of Kunlun.

I only know that the first peak is the strongest peak.

The owner of each peak has his own responsibilities.

His master's duty is to guard the entrance to the underworld.

The future may be his responsibility.

"Ordinary disciples cannot go up to the third peak." When they reached the entrance, Jiang Lan was suddenly stopped by the two little fairies.

"After the ninth peak, Jiang Lan, follow the order of his family teacher to enter the third peak secret realm." As he said that, Jiang Lan took out a jade sign:

"This is the identity jade plaque under the bottom."

"It's really from the Ninth Peak." The two were a little surprised.

Then the two had to give way.

When Jiang Lan walked up, the two little fairies chatted curiously:

"Didn't you say there is no one on the Ninth Peak?"

"Yes, I heard that the disciples of the Ninth Peak can't stay for long, but I remember that in the past few years, the Ninth Peak has not accepted any disciples."

"I don't understand, but those senior brothers and sisters say that."

Jiang Lan went all the way up.

Speaking of which, in recent years, Di Jiufeng has not accepted any disciples.

That's fine.

He is also free alone, and if his master has too much, he may have to let him teach him.

However, it should be difficult to stay in the ninth peak.

He has been facing the Netherworld Aura, and sometimes he can actually perceive the strangeness of the Netherworld Aura. If his mind is not enough, he will fall into the abyss.

Soon Jiang Lan arrived at the place where his master told him, halfway up the mountain on the third peak.

There is a small square here, with seven or eight people in the square.

There are men and women.

Every cultivation is very high.

The most time is the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, and the highest is the Golden Elixir.

More than one more.

"One more came, it seems that there were just seven, but..." A young man in white looked at Jiang Lan coming, a little surprised.

"Which disciple is junior brother?" Yan Jin looked at Jiang Lan with a little curious.

If you can get here, you must have been ordered by the master.

But this person's cultivation is too low.

Complete Qi training.

"The disciple of the Ninth Peak, Jiang Lan, have met his senior brother." Jiang Lan said neither humble nor arrogantly.

Yan Li was a little surprised:

"So it's the junior brother of the Ninth Peak, no wonder."

As he said that, Yan Li looked at another Jindan monk:

"Junior Sister Ao, plus the disciples of the Ninth Peak, the number of people is just right, so this team will be handed over to the Junior Sister."

At this time, Ao Longyu, who was on the edge of the crowd, nodded slightly:

"good."

Under Yan Li's guidance, Jiang Lan came to the side of the team where Ao Longyu was.

"Each team has a leader, and they are all Jindan disciples from each peak.

They won't interfere too much, but it's better not to leave too far, as it will easily lead to danger." This is what Yan Li told Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan naturally expressed his gratitude for this.

However, Jindan can lead the team, so there should be no danger to him.

When this idea just appeared, Jiang Lan dispelled it.

No one said that the golden elixir could run rampant inside.

It is necessary to be vigilant enough in the face of the unknown.

“After you go in, you have a week to a month.

It's better to be prepared enough." When Jiang Lan came to the team, Ao Longyu told everyone.

Jiang Lan looked at the other person's eyes, his facial features were delicate, and he looked like a falling fish and falling geese.

However, there is no unnecessary emotion in your eyes, and it is a cold genius.

"Is the surname Ao? Is it related to the Dragon Clan?" This question flashed through Jiang Lan's mind.

Of course, it was just a pure guess, no evidence, and no intention to ask.

"This junior brother, I heard that you got five magic weapons three years ago.

I remember one of them is a red gourd, which is a good storage magic weapon, right?" At this time, a young man touched Jiang Lan and smiled:

"You have a weak cultivation level and you are in danger of entering. If you lose your treasure.

Do you want to lend it to us first and save it for you?"

Jiang Lan turned his head to look at the young man next to him. This was a short-haired man with rough facial features and a hint of wildness in his eyes.

"The foundation building is perfect, and the power of a cow is enough." This thought flashed through Jiang Lan's mind.

Jiang Lan did not speak.

But at this time he felt a cold light.

clang!

A long sword lit up not far in front of Jiang Lan, or the sword was directly facing the short-haired man.

At this time, Jiang Lan could sense the power in the sword, which was a blue light, very powerful.

"Junior Brother Xinjiao, if this junior brother's red gourd is lost in the secret realm, I will think it was you who picked it up.

Understand?" A crisp and pleasant voice came.

It's Ao Longyu.

This sword directly shocked Xinjiao. He snorted coldly and said nothing else.

Jiang Lan looked at the senior sister with some surprise.

But when I looked over, the senior sister had already put her sword away and walked forward.

"Others are not surprised, it seems that it is not abrupt action for her.

Does this senior sister like to meddle in other people's business so much?"

Then Jiang Lan and others followed and were about to enter the secret realm.

Jiang Lan did not relax.
Chapter completed!
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