At the peak of the Ninth Summit.

Mo Zhengdong looked at the sky. He had a hint of enlightenment and doubt.

The feeling in his heart grew stronger.

But no matter where the opportunity was, it could not be seen.

Just as he was at his wits' end, he suddenly realized that Jiang Lan was looking for him.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

He would just go along with it.

"Master."

Jiang Lan stood before Mo Zhengdong.

He had come this time to talk about going out to train.

In the next few days, he would go to other places in Kunlun. Once he gained something, he would leave Kunlun.

He would attempt to transcend the tribulation and become an immortal after he had gotten what he needed.

He was at the perfected Void Refinement Realm so even though he was still a distance away from becoming an immortal, he wasn't that far off.

When the time came, he could just go out and make up for it.

If he reached the peak of the perfected Void Refinement Realm in the Ninth Summit, it was easy for problems to arise.

If he did not suppress it properly, it would trigger a phenomenon that could be seen by everyone in Kunlun.

That would be too much trouble.

Going out to make the final preparations was the most suitable.

He had recently studied the map and was considering where to go.

There were some places that he couldn't go. He couldn't go towards the direction of the Heavenly Human Race, Demon Race and the Four Seas.

However, the Grand Desolate World was large enough. Even if he went in those directions, it was nearly impossible for him to meet his foes.

But it was still safer not to go in these directions.

Tribulation transcendence was too dangerous.

"How long has it been since you went out?" Mo Zhengdong asked Jiang Lan.

His disciple had been staying in the Ninth Summit since the beginning.

It had been quite a while since he left the mountain.

At the start, his disciple would go out once every few years.

However, as his cultivation level increased, he would not leave the mountain for 20 years, 30 years, or even 50 years.

Was there anyone more solitary than Jiang Lan in the entire Kunlun?

He had tried to persuade Jiang Lan a few times.

However, he still had not managed to persuade him for the past fifty years.

After all, the engagement had a huge impact.

There was nothing wrong with cultivating in seclusion for decades.

"It's been fifty years," Jiang Lan replied softly.

"When do you plan to go out and train?" Mo Zhengdong asked.

He didn't hold much hope. Making Jiang Lan go on a long journey was actually quite difficult.

He had repeated this several times over the past two hundred years. No matter what kind of gathering or event it was, Jiang Lan would refuse to go.

The furthest he had gone was the Ice Cicada Forest.

"I'm here to talk to you about this." Jiang Lan looked at his master and said seriously.

"After some time, I want to go down the mountain to train."

Hearing Jiang Lan's words.

Mo Zhengdong was stunned.

He looked at Jiang Lan in disbelief. A disciple who refused to even leave Kunlun suddenly wanted to go out and train?

He was not used to it.

However, he was relieved.

Because what he felt in his heart had become clear.

"Going on a long trip?" Mo Zhengdong asked Jiang Lan.

"En, long trip." Jiang Lan lowered his head and agreed.

"Since you are planning to go on a long trip, I would like to give you a gift."

"Gift?"

When he heard that his master was going to give him a gift, Jiang Lan could only think of the vegetative egg and the wilted Udumbara Flower.

It seemed like the things that his master gifted him were all not normal.

"Yes, a gift." Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan and said softly.

"I've prepared this gift for you since the day I accepted you as my personal disciple."

Jiang Lan was surprised.

A gift that his master had prepared for him since more than a hundred years ago?

This made him unable to guess what it was.

Just as Jiang Lan was about to ask, he saw his master raise his hand.

At this moment, he saw a familiar power.

Seven-colored light began to appear around his master.

"I knew from the very beginning that it would not be easy for you to become an immortal, but I never thought that you could not become one." After Mo Zhengdong made his move, his voice rang out as he tapped Jiang Lan's glabella with his finger.

"If you can't become an immortal, it's because I haven't given you enough guidance. Every time you advance, I, as your teacher, have prepared certain training for you. It's no exception when you are becoming an immortal.

This is the first gift I have prepared for you. I wanted to give it to you when you have reached the perfected Void Refinement Realm. However, I have a feeling today that now is the most suitable time to give it to you. "

At this moment, auspicious clouds descended from the sky and enveloped Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan stared blankly at everything.

Mo Zhengdong's voice was heard again.

"You just happened to have the intention to go out today. I believe this trip will be incredibly important to you. Remember to seize this opportunity. All I can do is give you a boost.

Using this seven-colored light of providence that had accumulated for more than a thousand years. I hope that it can aid you to become an immortal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky above the Ninth Peak was instantly covered by seven-colored auspicious clouds, and these auspicious clouds surged like waves towards Jiang Lan.

The seven-colored auspicious cloud turned into providence and blessed him.

Jiang Lan could clearly feel that his destiny had changed.

There now seemed to be endless possibilities.

As the clouds gathered on his body, he could clearly sense that his master's spell technique was cracking.

The longer the rainbow clouds accumulated, the greater the damage it brought to the user.

His master had cast years of accumulation of auspicious clouds on him.

This meant that his master would never be able to cast Rainbow Auspicious Clouds again.

This was the last time his master could use the Rainbow Auspicious Clouds.

His master had originally accumulated more than a thousand years of providence not because of him, right?

He had only been a disciple for two hundred years.

Because of his appearance, his master had changed his mind and used this one and only chance on him.

He lacked talent and becoming an immortal for him was extremely difficult.

His master had used a thousand years of providence to make it easier for him to become an immortal.

From the beginning, his master had already thought it through.

And now, because of his feelings, his master had given him a thousand years' worth of providence ahead of time.

Actually… It was not really ahead of time.

Instead, he had already arrived before the gate of immortality.

What he lacked was just an opportunity.

Feeling the seven-colored rainbow clouds, Jiang Lan had a strange feeling.

This feeling was abnormally strong.

He didn't really understand.

But he made a decision.

Jiang Lan knelt before Mo Zhengdong after the rainbow clouds had completely descended.

His head hit the ground lightly.

"I hereby swear that I will never use the Rainbow Auspicious Clouds again. A thousand years later, I will give it back to Master."

Jiang Lan's head hit the ground.

It was also at this moment that he felt his master's spell technique completely shatter.

From now on, he was the only person in Kunlun who knew the spell, Rainbow Auspicious Clouds.

And he would only cast it for his master a thousand years later.

Mo Zhengdong retracted his hand and smiled at Jiang Lan.

"Didn't you already kowtow during the apprenticeship ceremony? What are you doing now? "

"I am just paying respects to Master before I leave." Jiang Lan's voice sounded.

However, his tone was not as peaceful as before.

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At the Eighth Summit, Jiu Zhongtian looked at the seven-colored auspicious clouds reflected by the Ninth Summit.

He sighed inwardly.

"Are you giving up just like that? Is grooming a Human Immortal really comparable to a chance for you to improve? A thousand years of waiting has been wasted just like that."

He lifted the wine in his hand and took a sip.

After drinking it in one gulp, Jiu Zhongtian didn't feel the depression in his heart reduce in the slightest.

Finally, he threw the wine gourd aside.

He headed straight down the mountain.

He wanted to find someone to drink with.

"I hope you won't regret it. I also hope that your disciple is worth it."

He could only respect Mo Zhengdong's choice.

Because he could not stop it, nor would he stop it.