My Girlfriend From Turquoise Pond Requests My Help After My Millennium Seclusion

　　 Jiang Lan planned to hide his sense of existence.

　　 then follow these people to leave here.

　　 But, it doesn't seem to be easy.

　　 Someone is flying directly towards him.

　　 He doesn't need to perceive to know who it is.

　　 is his master, Mo Zhengdong.

　　 As expected, it didn't take long before Mo Zhengdong fell directly in front of him.

　　 "I have seen Master." Jiang Lan bowed his head respectfully and exclaimed without hesitation.

　　Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan and didn't ask more questions, but just asked something that he would usually ask:

　　 "Found a foundation?"

　　 "Yes, Master, the foundation has been built." Jiang Lan didn't say anything else, just respond to Master's expectations.

　　 "Take you back as a teacher." Mo Zhengdong took Jiang Lan directly away from the Third Peak Secret Realm.

　　 did not go to rendezvous with others, did not go to inquire about the matter here.

　　 as long as his apprentice is fine.

　　 Others are not his responsibility.

　　 His duties are no lighter than anyone else.

　　 Jiang Lan allows his master to take him away, which is what he wants.

　　 Appears in front of people and always gets noticed, which is not very good for him.

　　 As the only disciple of Ninth Peak, he enjoys resources that many people don't have.

　　 Sometimes I will always be hated.

　　 or mentally uncomfortable.

　　 Most people just think that a disciple with average talent would have so many resources.

　　 Either if it weren't for Ninth Peak, he had only one disciple, and he was not training the fourth or fifth layers of Qi.

　　 Few people would think that he can stay on the Ninth Peak, while others can't.

　　 His resources are exchanged for being able to be taken advantage of by the demons at any time.

　　 But, his master is really kind to him.

　　 "I have built the foundation, what magic weapon do you want?" On the way back, Mo Zhengdong asked Jiang Lan.

　　 Three and a half years of foundation building, Mo Zhengdong is very pleased.

　　 This is no different than other genius disciples.

　　 Of course, the follow-up may be pulled away.

　　 But for him, he was still very pleased.

　　 "Whatever the master gives, what the disciple wants." Jiang Lan whispered.

　　 He actually doesn't know what he wants.

　　 "You are embarrassed to be a teacher." Mo Zhengdong said with a smile.

　　 There is not a trace of embarrassment in his eyes.

　　 It seems that I already knew what to give.

　　 Jiang Lan also has some expectations.

　　...

the next day.

　　 Jiang Lan received a black and white egg.

　　 "Egg?"

　　 is not much bigger than an egg after all.

　　 "It's a spiritual pet." Mo Zhengdong smiled and said:

　　"This is a mutated cloud tiger egg.

　　 It is said that after it was born, it fell on the side of a nether magic treasure.

　　 Under normal circumstances, once a normal spirit beast touches the ghostly breath, it will undoubtedly die.

　　 However, this egg survived unexpectedly.

　　 So it is possible to be able to adapt to the ghostly breath.

　　 But it is related to Netherworld, and I have tested it for the teacher many times.

　　 I'm sure there is no problem, I dare to hand it to you.

　　 Now you build the foundation, the problem is not big. "

　　Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan, calmly said:

　　 "There are no other disciples on the Ninth Peak, this spirit beast egg will be handed over to you."

　　 Jianglan accepted the spirit beast egg, bowed his head and said:

　　 "Thank you, Master."

　　 Ninth Peak has no disciples. He is still young after all, so he will inevitably feel lonely and lonely.

　　 And the disciples of the Ninth Peak are not seen by other disciples.

　　His master just prepared a beast egg for him.

　　 A spirit beast egg that can survive on the Ninth Peak.

　　 After accepting the spirit beast egg, Jiang Lan felt that it would hatch in a few days.

　　 But he was wrong.

three years have past.

　　 The egg beside him shows no sign of hatching.

　　 This made Jiang Lan think, is this egg dead?

　　 But he checked, there were signs of life, and it was very stable.

　　 is the same as falling asleep.

　　 "Forget it, wait, maybe it will hatch in a few years."

　　 "Continue to retreat."

　　 Now he found that it was surprisingly difficult to promote the soul.

　　 In three years, he could barely enter the middle stage of the golden core.

　　 It takes decades to reach Dzogchen ~www.novelmt.com~ Ordinary disciples can not be hundreds of years?

　　 At this moment, Jiang Lan could perceive how difficult it is to become an immortal.

　　 In the following days, Jiang Lan has been in retreat, after returning from the third peak.

　　 He didn't pay attention to outside affairs anymore.

　　 has been hiding in the nether cave, signing in and practicing.

　　 Three years and three years.

　　 His master suddenly found him that day.

　　 "Master?" Seeing Mo Zhengdong enter the Nether Cave, Jiang Lan naturally got up to greet him immediately.

　　 "Do you take Nether Cave in charge?" Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan and said.

　　 There is a slight smile in his voice.

　　 Today, Jiang Lan came to the ninth peak, which is just the tenth year.

　　 This is something that has never happened before.

　　 No matter what disciple of Ninth Peak used to be, no matter how special disciple was.

　　 can't stay here for a few years.

　　 has never been in five years.

　　 let alone ten years.

　　 So from the beginning, only disciples with high talents were accepted, and disciples with ordinary qualifications were reduced.

　　 Not why, because disciples with high talents stay for a shorter time.

　　 The talent is too good, the heart has lofty ambitions, and it is easier to be invaded by the demons.

　　 Of course, ordinary disciples are not much stronger.

　　 Jiang Lan was a real accident for him.

　　 "I feel like practicing here is relatively fast, and I am reluctant to leave for a while." Jiang Lan bowed his head.

　　 He was telling the truth.

　　Mo Zhengdong: "......"

　　 The ghostly breath that everyone can't avoid, his apprentice was reluctant to leave.

　　 He wanted to laugh for a while.

　　 finally held back.

　　 "Go down the mountain and buy a good bottle of wine." Mo Zhengdong threw a lot of spirit stones to Jiang Lan.