It's going to be dark.

Jiang Lan closed the book.

He just checked the benefits of casting spells in Halong Language again.

There are only some spells that originate from the dragon clan.

Only then will there be a bonus.

Nothing else.

The premise is a spell that requires words to cast.

Some spells that can be cast as long as they are used to perform their skills will have no bonus.

Relatively speaking, it is far inferior to the Kunlun Heart Sutra.

But this kind of magic is used to fall in the sky and turn the world.

The effect is still higher than that of Kunlun Heart Sutra.

There is also a bonus to the Spiritual Art.

You can learn when you have time, but you still focus on practicing.

The primary and secondary must be clearly distinguished.

...

Without thinking too much, Jiang Lan left the ninth peak and headed towards Kongjing Lake.

Kongjing Lake is not on any peak of Jiufeng.

Instead, it is in a more lateral position in Kunlun and is closer to the first peak.

But it's far from Jiang Lan.

Fortunately, it was just dark, and his cultivation was perfect in the surface.

It didn't take too long in the past.

The full moon is in the sky.

Jiang Lan came to Kongjing Lake.

But when I came here, I found that there was only one thatched hut here and there was a pond in front of the house.

A middle-aged man sat in front of the pond.

Fishing at night.

Not far from the pond, there were many Kunlun disciples sitting.

It seems like waiting for something.

It seems like meditating.

Jiang Lan could see that these people did not practice.

As for what to do, he doesn't know.

But that senior was fishing, and he didn't dare to disturb him for a while.

Instead, I found an empty place and sat down quietly.

Wait for subsequent development.

However, he did not intend to waste the waiting time, but was silent in his mind.

Temper yourself.

Of course, he will wake up if there is any movement outside.

After all, this time I am here to find an opportunity for promotion.

While Jiang Lan was silent in his mind, the middle-aged man who was originally fishing suddenly saw ripples appearing in the pond.

He looked at the disciples with some surprise, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Lan.

"Fully foundation building? I have a little less talent."

But that's OK.

Then the middle-aged man moved his fishing rod and a drop of water went towards Jianglan.

drop!

When the water fell between Jiang Lan's eyebrows, Jiang Lan opened his eyes instantly.

In fact, when the water came, he had already noticed that the water was very fast.

He couldn't avoid it for a moment.

This senior is also a strong man.

"You, come here." The ancient wine Taoist looked at Jiang Lan and spoke.

Jiang Lan immediately stood up and came to the ancient wine Taoist.

At this time, other people naturally discovered that someone was called up.

"Who is this person? He was actually called up."

"Yes, those of us who can't afford to drink can only be at peace here and wait for guidance from our seniors. Is this lucky person?"

"The foundation building is perfect, and among the disciples of the same generation, this cultivation level is not low. Why haven't you heard of it?"

Everyone was very curious about who this disciple suddenly appeared.

But many people have never seen Jiang Lan.

"I have never seen it before. Maybe it is a new disciple, but the new one is perfect in building the foundation?

Is this a genius?

But, why have I never heard of it?"

"I seem to have seen him, let me think about it."

"I am a disciple of the Ninth Peak. I saw him once more than thirty years ago when I was choosing treasures."

"The Ninth Peak? Didn't you say there are no disciples above?"

"There are disciples, but their talent is very poor, but he has perfected his foundation building."

"If you change the resources of the entire peak, you can build a foundation for thirty or forty years, which is already a waste of time.

And if you keep doing this, you will only squeeze potential, and it will be difficult to go far."

Faced with the detailed discussions later, Jiang Lan didn't care, but just spoke respectfully to the senior in front of him:

"senior."

The ancient wine Taoist looked at Jiang Lan with a little curious, and he naturally heard the whispers of those disciples.

It turned out to be a disciple of the Ninth Peak.

"Have your master brought you the wine?" The ancient wine Taoist looked at Jiang Lan and said.

He didn't want to mention it at first, but Mo Zhengdong agreed to a pot of good wine from many years ago.

There is no reason not to be denied.

Almost saved the other party a pot of good wine.

But no wonder this kid can stay in the ninth peak for so long.

Not simple.

"Take it."

Jiang Lan immediately took out the wine given by his master and handed it out.

He found himself as if he had gone through the wrong process.

Fortunately, it has no effect.

The ancient wine Taoist took the wine with a smile on his face and said:

"Send you to the ninth place of Kongjing Lake. Wherever you can go, it depends on yourself.

On the lake, you will see everything you lack at the moment. As long as you understand the weaknesses of the realm, you will be able to be promoted to the Golden Pill more easily.

If the mind is not able to bear it enough, it will fall into the lake.

Then come out by yourself.”

"Thank you, senior." Jiang Lan thanked in a low voice.

In other words, he can see what the soul lacks.

Perhaps it will be of great help to him to be promoted to refining the god and returning to the emptiness.

But he didn't know what he saw and if others could see it.
To be continued...