"The Kunlun Temple is about to open?"

After checking the message, Jiang Lan sighed.

If this time was ten years after drinking nectar and jade wine to attain enlightenment, perhaps he would not have to participate.

Unfortunately, such things are hard to come by and it is impossible to set the time.

Walk out of the Nether Cave.

The light shines on the body, a little warm.

It's a sunny day.

After putting the plant eggs in place, Jiang Lan walked to the square.

The time has been determined.

This year marks the ninth peak and the third hundred and fifth year.

In 305, he was promoted to the middle stage of the True Immortal.

The first level of cultivation is perfect in the soul, and the second level of cultivation is early stage of returning to the virtual world.

After returning to the emptiness for three hundred years, becoming an immortal for six hundred years.

In other words, he has nearly three hundred years left.

At that time, Cheng Xian will marry Ao Longyu.

I don't know how much difference there will be now.

But there will definitely be many impacts, but you should face it, you must face it.

It takes more than a hundred years to achieve perfection in the middle stage of the True God, and it should take some years to prepare for flying.

This speed should be achieved by very few people.

You should know that it takes a thousand years for a normal human genius to reach the critical point before he realizes the truth.

Even after enlightenment, it will take four or five hundred years.

To continue to shorten, you need various opportunities.

The same is true for innate creatures.

call!

The breeze blew, and Jiang Lan headed towards Yaochi with his sword.

White mist was shrouded in the air, and sword light came out from each peak, but it was not in the same direction as him.

After a moment.

The sword light belonging to Jiang Lan came back from Yaochi and headed towards Kunlun Hall.

Xiaoyu had not left the seclusion, so he kept the words to the Kunlun Temple.

To prevent Xiaoyu from coming out of seclusion, he was unable to find him on the ninth peak.

When the sword passes through the eighth peak, several sword lights appear, which are the senior brothers and sisters who are going to Kunlun Hall when the sword passes through.

"Junior brother, morning." He passed by Jiang Lan on the road.

"Senior Brother Lujian." Jiang Lan lowered his head and bowed slightly.

"I won't accompany my junior brother, we have to communicate with the First Peak." After the words came, the road led the Eighth Peak and his group to Kunlun Hall quickly.

Looking at the senior brothers and sisters who left, Jiang Lan found that he had a perfect soul.

Still the weakest.

More than two hundred years have passed since the Yaochi Festival, are there no new personal disciples?

Shaking his head, not caring about this.

Maybe even if you do, you can't enter the Kunlun Temple.

Not all of them are like him, you can't go.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Lan planned to go to Kunlun Hall with his sword, but before he could move, murmuring suddenly came from his ears.

Then he seemed to see the fairy clouds scattered with mist.
Chapter completed!