In the courtyard of the elders, Mu Anran was standing still without thinking.

It has been many years since he left school, and he was still fined to stand, Mu Anran really wanted to cry but had no tears.

The sun was just right, and the Taoist courtyard seemed to be shining brightly. The female cultivator looked at her toes with a depressed expression, and she knew she would not admit that she had done something wrong.

It was under such circumstances that the instrument master saw Mu Anran for the first time.

The sound of the bronze ware clashing from far to near was a bit noisy, and Mu An looked up with a lack of interest.

The visitor was nearly 1.9 meters tall, burly and strong, wearing a strong suit, the muscles of his arms were almost torn out of his clothes, and there were a lot of hammers and axes tied around his waist.

What caught people's attention was that he was unshaven, with gloomy eyes and a sad face.

The two looked at each other, and the weapon master was the first to look away and knock on one of the doors.

The young female cultivator behind her still hadn't looked away from her, but the weapon master ignored her.

But just curious.

An elder with a white beard opened the door and sighed when he saw someone coming, "Why did you come here?"

The weapon master clenched his fist as big as a sandbag, but he could see his back trembling a little, "I must find out who is behind the scenes!"

"Forget it, the old man will try again."

"Let's talk slowly, I'm leaving first." The white-bearded old man said to the inside, and then followed the equipment master to leave the elders' courtyard.

Lu Yanling walked to Mu Anran from the door, "Where is the book I asked you to read?"

Mu Angran took out the book from the storage bag.

Lu Yanling, "..."

Just like that, she still asked curiously, "Is that person just now a craftsman?"

Lu Yanling endured it, nodded, and said, "You have to study hard, the day's plan comes in the morning, and you can't waste it on fighting..."

Lu Yanling's earnest teachings could not reach any of Mu Anran's ears.

Alchemist, she remembered that she had written a short story about the alchemist.

The upright Lu Yanling had nothing to do with Mu Anran, who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. In the end, she didn't know whether she listened or not, so she said helplessly, "I'm going to practice, you should go to class soon."

Mu Anran bent over, "Thank you Elder Lu for teaching!"

Then he quickly ran away.

When I came out, I ran into the beast master Liu Shanping. The two looked at each other for a while. Liu Shanping turned his head and said, "Hey! You five-spirit root waste! I heard that you are betting with someone to win your fiancé?"

The jade pendant around Yu Lan's waist was no longer there, and her aura was stronger. Mu Anran guessed that she had already advanced to the ninth level of Qi training.

Entering the space to soak in the spiritual spring, Yu Lan's cultivation level will rise to four levels in a row. However, she was afraid of attracting attention, so she used a jade pendant to cover up her cultivation level.

On Xiaobi's day, she will use the strength of the fifth level of Qi training to "step up" and beat King Xiao to death.

And the current plot is all the voices of fellow disciples who are not optimistic about Yu Lan, in case they will be surprised later.

Mu Anran clicked his tongue, not wanting to disturb the face-slapping effect, so he turned and left.

Yu Lan turned her eyes slightly to the side, looking at the back of the leaving person.

"Hey! You're dumb!"

Yu Lan clenched her fist.

Yes, she is not like she was born in Tiandu Xiancheng.

Mu Anran spent a few days learning small spells like the dust purification technique, and then found a very serious problem when reading the secret law of the Heavenly Capital Immortal City.

No matter how much she practiced, she would only increase her spiritual power but not her cultivation.

Even though it's been a month, she's still practicing Qi!
Mu Ang put down the secret method depressedly.

It shouldn't be, she has thunder spiritual roots, and she has mutated spiritual roots in one element, so she should be very powerful.

Mu Anran stroked his chin.

Could it be because of old age?
That's right, most of them start cultivating immortals at the age of eight, and their bodies are shaped when they get older.

No wonder Liu Shanping said she was old.

Mu Anran's fist was itchy, he should have punched him a few more times.

He went to the window with a feeling of suffocation, and looked down, his eyes drooping.

In the world of cultivating immortals, of course the windows of the wooden house are all facing the mountain, and they can't fall to death anyway.

Therefore, Mu Anran was very happy to see the figure of the tool maker at the bottom of the mountain.

There is no way, the monk's eyesight is terrible.

He bowed slightly to the white-bearded elder, then turned and left, and glanced at Mu Anran's direction before walking.

It's not surprising to feel people's prying eyes, after all, he is a Golden Core cultivator.

But Mu Anran also knew that the weapon master would never argue with her, so she even waved at him, as if to say hello.

Mu Anran leaned against the window, staring at the mountain view in a daze.

50 years ago, a elixir trained by a golden alchemist suddenly had black spots, no matter how he changed it, it was useless.Then on a certain day, this golden alchemist went mad and died suddenly.

My friend, the craftsman, found out that he didn't believe that the alchemist had gone mad and died, so he searched everywhere until he found the second and third...

He firmly believed that it was man-made, and has been running around in the world of cultivating immortals ever since, wanting to avenge his friend.

And now it is the past 50 years, he took the alchemy furnace of his old friend to the elder Chi Zhu, a high-ranking alchemist in Dao Rong Yuan.

And the answer given by Elder Chi Zhu is - there is no problem with the pill furnace.

The figure at the bottom of the mountain could no longer be seen clearly, Mu Anran thought for a while and closed the window.

She knew the answer, but she couldn't do it.

This matter is extremely secretive, even if she uses other excuses to tell it, whether people believe her or not, it is not what she wants to see.

Even if it were to be said, it should not be said by "Mu Angran".

After all, what she wanted to decrypt...was more than one or two.

As the sun set outside, Tiandu Xiancheng shone brightly under the moonlight.

The pupils of the woody eyes became darker.

Speaking of which, she remembered that she also wrote a short story...

It was an invincible treasure, very suitable for her now.If she wore it, as long as she was not a Mahayana monk, she would not have to worry about being attacked or being identified.

Arcana is now in...

Mu Angran turned his head to look in another direction.

That is the back mountain of Daorong College, Daorong Mountain.

It is said that there is a teleportation array hidden on Rongshan Mountain, which was established by the senior anti-magic who founded Daorong Academy.

After Xiaobi of Daorong College, many students went to Daorong Mountain to practice, and found that the teleportation array was eaten, and the concubine Yu Lan disappeared.

When Yu Lan reappeared, she had already killed the disturbing monster.

This is another appearance of Yu Lan.

No one knows that the most precious treasure inside is the monster's lair.

This secret was not discovered by an old man until several years later.

So now comes the problem.

Mu Anran sighed.

How could a guy at the first level of Qi training get that treasure under the nose of the heroine?
At the beginning of the competition at Daorong Academy, Mu Anran was ready to be promoted to the second level of Qi training.

Seeing Liu Shanping's hidden contempt, she couldn't hold back and beat him up again.

"Hide better next time!"

Liu Shanping gave her a dark look.

The wood squeezed and slammed him again, "Do your business!"

Don't be the villain of the useless material's counterattack, why go to her to join in the fun!
The competition was held in the competition platform in the outer courtyard of the Dao Rongyuan. The competition platform is extremely spacious, and usually many people come here to practice martial arts.

Now the open space under the competition stage has been transformed into an orderly and undulating space by people using magic skills. One chair after another has been put down, just like the best height for watching the basketball in the basketball stadium in the previous life.

Mu Anran couldn't help but lament the power of the immortal cultivators, even the landforms can be solved with magic, which is much more natural than the artificial stairs in the previous life.

"Sit down!"

He was warned by voice transmission.

Mu Anran raised his gaze, met Lu Yanling's gaze, and blinked quite innocently.

Lu Yanling sat in the front row, surrounded by seats reserved for elders, she felt even more upset when she saw Mu Anran.

Just yesterday, Mu Anran ran to her room and raised her hand to report, "Elder Lu! Can I not participate in the competition!"

"why?"

"Because I'm a rookie! I don't want to die!"

"..."

That's great.

Lu Yanling's face couldn't be more ugly at that time, but Mu Anran was not afraid at all.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Mu Anran's carefree appearance leaves Lu Yanling helpless. She has never met a disciple like Mu Anran.

She often felt that if her Dao heart collapsed, there would definitely be something left.

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