Along the way, the two found that there were also large groups of people heading in the direction of Easy City, all of them looking to attend the conference.

Also, the identity of an immortal cultivator is so useful.

Moreover, it can also live forever.

Qingluan patted her cheeks, they can be regarded as immortal, right? I'm only fifteen or sixteen years old. There were no accidents along the way, but on the way I met a lonely girl who asked for help, Qingluan saw that her identity was not ordinary, so she let her get into the carriage.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, introduced herself as Shen Yanmei, her family lived in Changle City, and she longed for the world of cultivating immortals, but this time she secretly ran out without telling her elders.

Qingluan chatted with her with a smile, saying that she and the paper kite were sisters, and the family was in tatters, so she had no choice but to take her property to the immortal cultivation world to try her luck.

The two chatted very well and were tired of being together most of the time.

It's too easy to chat with the paper kite, Qingluan can't bear it, and finally met a lively Shen Yanmei, and the two just got along, and they were finally liberated from the boring days.

A month later, the carriage finally entered the Easy City.

Qingluan was the first to jump off the carriage, stretching his body, basking in the sun with a satisfied face: "Ah! If I sit down again, my bones will fall apart!! ”

"Qingluan, you're too exaggerated!" Shen Yanmei also got out of the carriage and laughed.

"I've been in the carriage for a month, and I'm getting moldy!" Qingluan looked around, and there were not a few carriages like them.

Others looked like children of a large family, and got off the back of the bird.

"Isn't the Immortal Sect very powerful?" Qingluan looked at the number of people around him, and couldn't help but lower his voice and asked.

There are too many people participating here, and as far as she can see now, there are almost thousands!

"It's amazing!" Shen Yanmei's eyes lit up, with a yearning look on her face, "The upper three sects are all very powerful, and the cold night real people of the Immortal Sect are very good-looking!" ”

"Huh?!" Qingluan, who was listening carefully to Shen Yanmei's words, was stunned for a moment, she thought that Shen Yanmei was going to say something about the three sects, but she actually said that she was good-looking? ! A real person on a cold night? I wonder if it's an important player in this world?

The paper kite was the last to get out of the carriage, and when she heard Shen Yanmei's words, she looked at her slightly, "A real person on a cold night?" ”

Her voice was a little cold, completely inconsistent with her pale, quiet little face.

Shen Yanmei always felt that this girl was weird, she seemed to be very timid and gentle, kind and weak. However, it made her feel a chill.

"The cold night real person and the sect master of the Immortal Sect are out of the same door, and now they are in the realm of the Transformation Period, and they are turning the world upside down with a wave ......of their hands" "So powerful, so powerful in the Transformation Period!" Qingluan immediately interrupted Shen Yanmei's words, she didn't want to hear how handsome the real person was on that cold night!

However, she still heard about the realm of transforming gods, starting from the Qi training period, the foundation building period, the Jindan period, the Yuan Infant period, and the Yuan Shen period is the transformation period, and I heard that as long as you cross a few heavenly tribulations, you can become an immortal.

"Yes, I'm here this time just to worship the real people on a cold night!" Shen Yanmei looked excited.

"Can you still choose a master?" Qingluan was a little curious.

"If you are chosen as an inner disciple, you can do it."

"I see!" Qingluan was thoughtful.

"Let's go! We're going up the hill soon! Shen Yanmei shouted with great interest, pulling Qingluan and running in the direction of Xiaoyao Mountain.

Time passed, and it was the day when the Immortal Sect opened the sect.

Qingluan and the three of them followed the flow of people and walked towards the stairs.

There are a lot of people, Qingluan looked around, there are so many people, this is to be placed in ancient times, one person can drown the enemy country if he spits a mouthful of phlegm.

"Someone's coming!" Shen Yanmei shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a light flashed in the distance.

Then, Qingluan saw three young men in white falling from the sky with flying swords.

Many people who had never seen such a scene exclaimed in surprise, with surprise and yearning on their faces.

The young man among the three swept away the dust, and a faint light sprinkled down, forming an eggshell-like shape.

"The testing ritual begins now."