After leaving Lanling City, it didn't take long to arrive at Yanling Sect.

In front of the ethereal and hazy Yanling Sect shrouded in cold mist, in addition to the disciples guarding the door, there are also two figures with outstanding temperaments.

From their dusty clothes, it can be seen that the identities of the two are extraordinary.

The facts are just as Jiang Wanqing thought.

The woman in white on the left is named Duanmu Ran, who is the inner gate of the Yanling Sect, and the one on the right is Lin Yiqing, a disciple of Cangmu Zhenjun.

"Senior Sister Qing, there is still some time before the banquet, why don't you let Senior Sister take you around the Yanling Sect?"

Duanmu Ran considered the sentences, and finally chose to surrender her identity for the sake of insurance, just because she couldn't see Jiang Wanqing's strength, and she couldn't even feel the slightest breath from her.

She guessed that Jiang Wanqing should be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"No, let's go straight to the main peak.

Inevitably, Senior Brother Chuan will have some arrangements later. ”

Jiang Wanqing thought about it, but decided not to reveal the identity of the miscellaneous service peak, for herself and for Su Yaochuan, and her strength was also two orders higher than Duanmu Ran, and she could be called a senior sister.

As for why she couldn't spy on her strength through her breath, it was only because she had finally learned the "breathing technique" along the way, and her strength aura could be completely hidden.

It is indeed a good thing not to wear sect clothes on this trip, otherwise Duanmu Ran would not have spoken politely to himself like this.

Seeing that her name was Senior Brother Su Yaochuan, Duanmu Ran was immediately relieved, so it seemed that she was at least an inner disciple, and her decision to surrender her identity was not wrong.

Two white shadows walked in the void, both stepping on flying swords, with slender and slender postures, and outstanding temperament from time to time, which attracted the disciples below to stop and watch, with amazing yearning in their eyes.

Passing by a competition platform, Jiang Wanqing inadvertently turned her eyes, and the figure of a victor who easily defeated her opponent fell into her eyes.

This person is extremely familiar, it is Duanmu Xin who once met her in Pingshui.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, there is a trace of demonic energy on Duanmu Xin's body, which makes Jiang Wanqing keenly aware of it through the Heavenly Demon Bloodline and the sense of nature.

As well as Duanmu Ran's disdainful look when she looked at Duanmu Xin on the side, Jiang Wanqing did not ignore it.

Retracting her casual glance in an instant, Jiang Wanqing didn't think much about it, and soon arrived at the main peak of the sect master, and the banquet began a few hours later.

The staggered and immortal aura is permeated, and those who can participate in this banquet, except for the sect masters of the Yanling Sect and the elders of the various peaks, even the disciples of the various peaks are only qualified to participate.

I heard that Cangmu Zhenjun was withdrawn by nature, and the rest of the sects, except for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, no one was invited, but the shot was unusually generous.

Every disciple who participated in the banquet, including Jiang Wanqing, received a superb elixir that could increase the chance of breaking through the Yuan Infant Realm by 30%.

The thirty percent chance is not much, but it is very likely to change the fate of a monk, and after facing the failure to break through the thunder tribulation, it will often cause indelible damage to the body and mind.

After three rounds of drinking, Jiang Wanqing raised her eyes slightly and saw Duanmu Ran coming towards her with a curious look.

Duanmu Ran inquired slightly, but he had never heard of the name of Jiang Wanqing of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Since she is not brilliant, why did Su Yaochuan bring her here?

In the face of Duanmu Ran's temptation, Jiang Wanqing was only very calm and chatted with each other.

In the end, Duanmu Ran didn't ask anything, but through Jiang Wanqing's insightful words, she guessed that her temperament should be extremely low-key, otherwise it would be impossible to get Su Yaochuan's appreciation.

keenly aware that someone was approaching, Duanmu Ran Yingying bowed and chose to avoid it very reasonably.

This was another surprise to Jiang Wanqing.

After all, there are very few women who can not be overwhelmed by Su Yaochuan's demeanor, and Duanmu Ran is one of the very few.

"Senior sister, there was once a book about the exercises of the Spirit Planter that I forgot to give you, and it was useless for me to keep it."

As he spoke, Su Yaochuan took out a book that reflected the snow-colored streamer and had a mysterious breath, and at first glance, it was not an ordinary high-level exercise.

If she forgot, why did she choose to give it to her at the banquet?

Master Chuan really had good intentions in order to accept it for himself.

But she couldn't accept it, just because she kept accepting gifts from others and couldn't respond, it was not what she wanted to see.

"I already understand the kindness of my ancestor."

Jiang Wanqing smiled slightly, and chose to leave straight without waiting for Su Yaochuan to reply and give a salute.

Because of the feast, she could stop in the Yanling Sect for a few days, and now that she was full of wine and food, she should also go back and forth to her residence with some of the disciples who had left.

It's just that she just got out of the main peak, and in a secluded place, she was stopped by a very familiar figure with a bad complexion.