Warlock Sword Fairy

"Chu Lan from the Ziyang Sect is here to come to the Illusory Sword Sect to deliver the greeting card under the order of my master."

Jianming Mountain is a famous spiritual vein in Yunzhou, so the monks come and go frequently. After some inquiries on the way, Chu Lan found the sect of the Illusory Sword Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Chu please stay here later, and I will report to you."

The disciple guarding the mountain saluted, and then ran behind the mountain gate.

Not long after, the disciple guarding the mountain came back, took Chu Lan to an attic to sit for a while, and offered a bowl of spiritual tea.

Chu Lan took a sip, the taste was good, similar to the taste of green tea, and she could obviously feel a faint spiritual power swimming in her body, which was indescribably refreshing.

"It's no wonder that people in the world of cultivating immortals are so eager for spiritual tea and spiritual fruit. They are indeed good things."

Chu Lan babbled, he knew that this was Huanjianzong's care for him, but it was impossible to ask for another bowl.

"When you go back, go to Taipingji to have a look, maybe you can exchange some."

After tasting the spirit tea, Chu Lan thought about taking some back, regardless of whether it was good for her practice or not, at least it was refreshing and great.

While Chu Lan was fiddling with the tea bowl and studying the spiritual tea inside, an old man walked slowly into the attic. Chu Lan raised her head and got up immediately. After all, judging by his face, he was not an ordinary person.

"Chu Lan of Ziyang Sect, under the order of my teacher, came to Illusion Sword Sect to send greetings."

Chu Lan saluted respectfully, the man nodded and sat on the chair opposite Chu Lan.

"I'm Zhou Rui of the Illusory Sword Sect, the elder of the outer sect. I'm in charge of communicating with other sects. Where is the post, show it to me."

After the old man finished speaking, Chu Lan didn't dare to delay, immediately took out Pang Peiyan's handwriting from the storage bag, and presented it respectfully.

"Oh, your Ziyang Sect has opened another dojo? It's just that I haven't heard of this Luofeng Mountain. Does Yunzhou still have this spiritual vein?"

Zhou Rui frowned. After all, it was the first time he had heard of Luofeng Mountain.

"Elder Hui Zhou, Luofeng Mountain is not a spiritual vein, but an ordinary mountain range. Because it is remote, it is relatively clean."

Chu Lan hurriedly explained, Zhou Rui couldn't help but nodded after hearing this, and didn't say anything.

After all, there are too many sects that have retreated into Yunzhou now, and the spirit veins have long been insufficient. It is said that this Jianming Mountain has already squeezed in more than a dozen sects, large and small, so some sects have to seek purity. It is also common to find a remote place to open a Taoist temple for the sake of the sect to spread its branches and leaves.

"I heard that your Ziyang sect has been in the limelight recently. The three Jindan elders all plan to attack the Nascent Soul."

Zhou Rui spoke lightly, as if there was something in his words, but Chu Lan, a new disciple, didn't know that, so he immediately changed the subject with a few perfunctory sentences.

"I already know the matter, you stay in my fantasy sword sect for now, wait for me to hand over the post to the sect, and after I get the reply post, you will go back and report."

Zhou Rui heard that Chu Lan was just a small disciple in the sect, and he hadn't been in the door for a long time, so he didn't want to chat with him too much. residence, and left on his own.

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