In the scorching sun, in a pavilion on Baiyun Peak, a young man sat cross-legged, pinching the magic trick in his hand, closing his eyes and exhaling.

Suddenly, the young man was shocked, took a deep breath, and the aura in his body was running at all, and after a while, there was a buzz in his mind, and the aura that had not been dispersed in his whole body for several weeks was like a flood of absolute relief, wandering around every corner of his body, and a feeling of wanting to float directly appeared in the depths of the boy's mind.

"I condensed the aura, I condensed it, and finally condensed the aura, haha~~!" The young man's face was full of excitement, overflowing with words, and he jumped in place a few times before relieving himself.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Langchuan, who has finally stepped into the avenue of cultivating immortals. Just as the boy was laughing wildly, a young man in green clothes came to the wind and smiled innocently.

After nearly a month and a half of hard training in Yuntian Sect, and now he has finally broken through, and only those who have had the same experience can understand the bitterness and bitterness in it.

Lang Chuan happily picked up Xue Yunfei and spun around a few times, then suddenly stopped and asked, "By the way, Senior Brother Yunfei, how long did it take you to break through the first layer of condensation?"

"At that time, it seemed that it would take me nearly half a year to break through. However, I have followed my master since I was a child, and I am not in a hurry to cultivate, I only practice at night and work during the day. The master said to me, everything is natural, you can't be in a hurry, if not, it is easy to get demons. Xue Yunfei said thoughtfully.

"So, the talent of the contemptible is not the worst. Nanikawa grinned happily.

"Uncle Zhu Yuan's subordinate disciple, Tang Songling, it only took dozens of days to break through the first layer of condensation, and he reached the third layer of condensation in half a year, and now he has reached the peak of the fourth layer of condensation. He is the disciple who has made the fastest progress in cultivation since the previous session, and is known as the first person in the outer sect by everyone. ”

"What? It only took dozens of days, what kind of monster is this? Lao Tzu worked hard for nearly two months to hold back a layer of condensation. Nanikawa shouted with his head drooping.

"The master often told me that the road of eternal life should be natural. ”

"Go with the flow, Cultivating Immortal Dao, everyone's talent is uneven with the environment they are in, this is an inextricable contradiction in itself, how can it go with the flow?" Lang Chuan looked at the clouds and mist of the Yuntian Sect and wondered.

Xue Yunfei scratched his head and looked at Lang Chuan, what the junior brother said was very different from what the master said, but it was not unreasonable. What I can't figure out, fortunately I don't want to. This is Xue Yunfei's unique character, but it also allows his bad talent to cultivate to his current level.

"Senior brother, now that you have cultivated to break through the first layer of condensation, the master instructed me to send you a letterhead, and you can take this object and token to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to receive the immortal method. I still have work to do, so I'll take my leave. Xue Yunfei said and went away against the wind.

"Senior Brother Xie Yunfei. "Langchuan gave it away.

Lang Chuan looked at Xue Yunfei's departing back and was silent for a while, and then opened the letterhead sent by the master, and the letterhead immediately emitted a soft light and slowly flew forward.

Lang Chuan was very surprised when he looked at the flying letterhead, and then walked a few quick steps, following the flying letterhead. Taking the letterhead as a guide, Lang Chuan gradually moved away from Baiyun Peak, which he had not left for a long time, and walked farther and farther down the mountain, gradually entering the Jade Mountain Peak that he had never been to.

Jade Mountain Peak is the most secret mountain of the Cloud Heaven Sect, and only the Elder's letterhead credentials can be entered. The periphery of the Jade Mountain Peak is full of countless mountains, which seem to be boundless. Between the mountains are carved jade attics, even the roads are paved with jade, and there are countless figures of inner sect disciples wearing blue clothes.

Nanikawa walked on the road without attracting the attention of others, as if it was extremely ordinary, but there were a pair of invisible eyes looking at him all the time, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, the flying letterhead suddenly hovered in front of an attic, the attic has a total of nine floors, the attic door is very magnificent, and the three bronzing characters of the flying dragon and phoenix dance are shining.

As soon as Lang Chuan approached the door, the attic door immediately opened silently and automatically, and out of it came a middle-aged man with a fat face, this person was wearing a purple robe, a pair of small eyes, revealing a sense of shrewdness. With a wave of his left hand, the letterhead in front of Lang Chuan immediately flew into this person's hand, and he glanced at it casually, and then smiled faintly: "Song stubborn disciple, interesting." ”

"Lang Chuan, a new disciple of the Outer Sect, I will give you a storage bag, two green robes, three spirit stones, a jade plate, and a volume of basic exercises. The middle-aged man waved his right hand, and a cyan pocket in his cuff immediately flew into Lang Chuan's hand.

Lang Chuan looked at the storage bag embroidered with the words 'Qiankun Bag' and scratched his head.

"Inject aura into the Qiankun bag to hold items. The middle-aged man glanced at the unenlightened Lang Chuan and snorted coldly.

"Can you take the items, good guy!" Lang Chuan excitedly injected the little spiritual energy stored in the dantian into it, and a small space immediately appeared in his mind, which contained a green robe, a spirit stone and a booklet, as well as a small jade plate, Lang Chuan's heart moved, and the jade plate appeared directly in his hand.

"Enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a jade plaque and choose a set of exercises and an immortal weapon, and the two hours are limited. The middle-aged man waved his left hand a little impatiently, and Lang Chuan suddenly felt an extremely strong suction force and gently lifted himself up.

When Lang Chuan reacted, the person had already entered the Scripture Pavilion, patted his chest, and exhaled deeply.

The Tibetan scripture pavilion is overflowing, rows of neat lattices are full of scriptures and fairy scrolls, fairy swords, jade bottles, orbs, etc. abound, so that the Langchuan who was stunned on the side is full of blood, shortness of breath, and at this moment I don't know what magic weapon and exercises to choose.

Langchuan forcibly calmed himself down and comforted himself, "Don't get excited, there will be bread and milk." ”

"Exercises, immortal weapons......" Lang Chuan read while looking at the dazzling array of various exercise scriptures.

With a snap, somehow, a broken scripture book that seemed to have undergone all kinds of destruction fell from Langchuan's head. Lang Chuan hurriedly picked it up and wanted to put him back in his place, but something strange happened, when Lang Chuan picked up the broken scripture, the bronze mirror in his arms suddenly shook, and Lang Chuan's mind roared. After thinking about it, he wanted to put the broken scriptures back in their place and look at the other exercises before making a decision.

However, just as Lang Chuan was hesitating, the voice of the middle-aged man just now suddenly came, "Since you picked it up, it means that it is destined for you, and this scripture is regarded as your choice." ”

However, this tattered book is only two pages long, and it is not complete. ”

"Needless to say, you still have half an hour, hurry up. ”

After hearing this, Lang Chuan suddenly scolded the middle-aged man angrily in his heart, this is what the great Yuntian Sect did?

Angry, Lang Chuan still frowned and continued to look for his favorite magic weapon helplessly.

After looking at it for a long time, Lang Chuan finally put his eyes on an ancient sword in the corner, this sword is turquoise all over, and the word 'gentleman' is engraved on the scabbard, although the sword is covered with dust, but Lang Chuan can feel its strong sword intent.

Having made up his mind, Lang Chuan walked over and grabbed the sword and put it in his bag.

"Are you really sure you chose this sword?" the middle-aged man's voice came again.

"Sure!" Nanikawa replied coldly. Then, he glanced at the Scripture Pavilion again depressedly and turned to leave.