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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Years(2/2)

As soon as he saw it, he understood what was going on.

His superficial cultivation has reached the completion of the Golden Pill.

These thirty years of retreat have already made him reach the extreme of the Golden Pill.

His master prepared him for breakthrough experience again.

"Master is disrupting my determination again."

Without thinking about it, Jiang Lan immediately headed to the top of the ninth peak.

He was also curious about where his master would ask him to go this time.

In fact, he can get clear benefits every time.

So I also have some expectations.

"Master." Jiang Lan stood behind Mo Zhengdong and shouted softly.

"Do you want to go out for a walk recently?" Mo Zhengdong was looking at the mountain peak and hearing Jiang Lan come, he turned to look at Jiang Lan and asked.

To go on a long journey when you experience it? This is Jiang Lan’s first reaction.

He didn't hesitate and refused directly:

"Master, wait a few more years."

It's indeed waiting for a few more years.

In a few decades, it's time to go out and overcome the tribulation.

If everything goes well, he feels that he can become an immortal within a hundred years.

The biggest problem is not the perfection of promotion and return to the virtual world, but the threshold of facing the Immortal Sect.

The higher the talent, the easier it is for a person to pass this threshold.

His talent is stronger than ordinary people, but he belongs to ordinary people in Kunlun.

There are many difficulties.

Hopefully there will be corresponding treasures then.

If there is another creation of heaven and earth, it will be easy.

Whether it is Daozang or Creation Pill, it is OK.

"It's not a long trip." Mo Zhengdong corrected it.

He just wanted to test himself as his disciple.

My disciple is good at everything, but he is a little withdrawn.

I often went to Kunlun for a few decades ago.

He thought that his disciple began to try to get in touch with the outside.

However, he was wrong, and his apprentice stopped going out soon.

Thirty years, another thirty years have not been out.

This disciple, in addition to retreating, he also took care of the Ninth Peak.

Fortunately, there is still the Ninth Peak for him to take care of.

Otherwise, it may not have been out of the Netherworld Cave for thirty years.

However, he could feel that Jiang Lan had been working hard, and it must be for the purpose of becoming an immortal.

"Where is that going?" Jiang Lan was a little curious.

In fact, he didn't want to go there after half a day.

"The golden elixir has been completed, right?" Mo Zhengdong asked.

"Well, I'm planning to break through recently." Jiang Lan nodded.

He has been in the Golden Pill for thirty years and it is indeed time to make a breakthrough.

"I know the old wine inn outside Kunlun?"

"I've known each other, I've been there a few times."

The old wine inn is where Jiang Lan often buys wine.

He naturally remembers it.

"They are a little busy lately and want to hire a temporary worker and just use the worst disciples from each peak.

You can go and see if you choose or not." Mo Zhengdong said softly.

"Master, the worst disciple of each peak..." Jiang Lan felt that his cultivation speed was not slow.

"Is there any disciple in the Ninth Peak who is worse than you?" Mo Zhengdong asked at Jiang Lan.
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