The top of the Ninth Peak.

Mo Zhengdong looked at the sky with a hint of enlightenment and a hint of doubt in his heart.

What I felt in my heart became stronger and stronger.

But where is the opportunity, it will never be seen.

Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly found Jiang Lan coming to find him.

At this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just follow your heart.

"Master."

Jiang Lan stood in front of Mo Zhengdong.

This time he came to talk about going out for training.

These days he will go to other places in Kunlun. Once he gains something, he will leave Kunlun.

Go and try to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal.

Although he is still a little short of becoming an immortal, he is not much different.

Then go out and make up for it.

Once you reach the peak at the ninth peak, problems are prone to occur.

If it is not suppressed, it will trigger a strange phenomenon of promotion.

Too much trouble.

Going out for the final preparation is the most suitable.

Recently he has studied maps and is considering where to go.

Some places cannot be accessed, including the direction of the Heavenly Man race, the Demon race, and the Four Seas.

However, the Great Wilderness is big enough that even if you go there, you will not be able to just meet their power.

But it is safer not to go in these directions.

It's too dangerous to overcome the tribulation.

"How long hasn't been out this time?" Mo Zhengdong asked Jiang Lan.

His disciple has been at the Ninth Peak since the beginning.

It was quite common to go down the mountain before.

I'll go out once a few years.

As the cultivation level improves, I will not take you down the mountain for twenty, thirty, or even fifty years.

Is there anyone in Kunlun who is even more introverted than Jiang Lan?

He persuaded him several times.

But I haven't persuaded me in the past fifty years.

After all, the engagement has a great impact.

There is nothing wrong with practicing for decades.

"It's been fifty years." Jiang Lan replied softly.

"Plan to go out for another few years?" Mo Zhengdong asked.

He had no hope, and it was actually very difficult to let Jiang Lan go far.

He has said it several times in the past two hundred years, and no matter what conference it is, Jiang Lan refused to go.

The farthest place I went is the Ice Cicada Forest.

"This time I came to tell my master about this." Jiang Lan looked at his master and said seriously:

"After a while, I want to go down the mountain to experience it."

Hear Jiang Lan's words.

Mo Zhengdong was stunned.

He looked at Jiang Lan a little disbelief. His disciple who refused to leave the door suddenly wanted to go out for training?

I'm really not used to it.

However, he was relieved.

Because what he felt in his heart was clear.

"Let's go far?" Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan and asked.

"Yeah, far door." Jiang Lan lowered his head and responded.

"Since it's a long-distance school, I want to give you a gift."

"Gift?"

Jiang Lan could think of the master’s gift only plant eggs and the ever-swept night flowers.

It seems that the things given by the master are not very normal.

"Yes, a gift." Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan and said softly:

"The gifts I have prepared for you since the day I accepted you as my personal disciple."

Jiang Lan was a little surprised when he heard this.

A gift prepared by the master more than a hundred years ago?

This made him a little confused.

When Jiang Lan wanted to ask, he saw the master raise his hand.

At this moment, he saw a familiar force.

The colorful light began to appear around his master.

"From the beginning, I knew that it would be difficult for you to become an immortal, but I never thought you could become an immortal." After Mo Zhengdong took action, his voice rang out, and his fingers pointed at Jiang Lan's eyebrows:

"If you cannot become an immortal, it is not enough to teach the teacher.

Every time you are promoted to a teacher, you will prepare your experience.

Becoming an immortal is naturally no exception.

This is the first gift for you for your teacher.

I wanted to give it to you when you return to the perfection of your emptiness.

But today I feel something, and now it is the best time to give it to you."

At this moment, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and endless auspicious clouds enveloped Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan stared at all this in a daze.

At this time, the voice that belonged to Mo Zhengdong continued to come:

"You happen to be out today, and I think this trip will be extremely important to you.

Remember to seize the opportunity.

What a teacher can do is to add some effort to you.

Use this thousand years of colorful luck.

Help you become an immortal.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky above the Ninth Peak was instantly covered by colorful auspicious clouds, and these auspicious clouds rushed towards Jiang Lan like waves.

The colorful auspicious clouds turn into luck and blessing him.

Jiang Lan could clearly feel that his luck had changed.

There seemed to be endless possibilities in the dark.

As the colorful auspicious clouds gathered on his body, he could clearly sense that his master's magic was cracking.

The longer the colorful auspicious clouds accumulate, the greater the damage.

The master used all the colorful auspicious clouds on him.

This means that the master will never be able to use the magic of the colorful auspicious clouds again.

This is the last time that Master has used the colorful auspicious clouds.

The master has accumulated more than a thousand years of luck, wasn’t it for him?

He has only been a disciple for two hundred years.

Because of his appearance, the master changed his attention and used this only opportunity on him.

He is not talented enough, and it is extremely difficult to become an immortal.
To be continued...