"Except for the Yue Kingdom, which I didn't have a chance to visit, I've seen all the rest of the Tianshu Continent. Now I want to go outside and have a look. I'm starting from the port of the Wu Kingdom, so naturally I'll come along and see my old friends." Wang

Jie tilted his head and looked at Long Lan.

Long Lan stroked her hair: "You left your wife at Xianfengmen?"

"Madam has ascended and left me in the lower realm. By the way, I met Senior Sister Yuanmeng not long ago and she told me about you!" Wang Jie sat down with a smile on his face.

"She also told me a lot about you, and now she travels around like you." Long Lan smiled slightly.

This girl's appearance was not only stunningly beautiful, but she was also so irresistibly close to her that Wang Jie couldn't help but recall how young he was when he couldn't help but kiss this girl.

"By the way, does Miss Long know who killed your two brothers?" Wang Jie suddenly asked.

The eldest son of the Long family and the second son of the Long family were killed by Wang Jie. Wang Jie could not remember exactly how the conflict started. However, when the two of them saw his nine-tailed fox body, they had no choice but to kill them.

Long Lan shook his head: "Long Lan has been away from the Long family for many years. Long Lan doesn't care what happens in the family. What's more, more than six hundred years have passed. It doesn't matter whether he knows or not."

Wang Jie nodded and stared at Long Lan's beautiful eyes: "Even though Miss Long is like this, I, Wang Jie, still think it's better to talk it over. The two of the Long family are being killed."

The smile on Long Lan's face gradually disappeared, and she was slightly sad: "Since Wang Daoyou knows that it is my two brothers who killed him, he still meets me several times as a friend, does he feel no guilt?"

Wang Jie said: "It's true, it's not that Wang killed them for no reason, but the two of them harmed me for the sake of Wang's belongings. It's a pity that Wang's moral conduct is not as good as Wang's."

Long Lan shook his head, swept away the sad look on his face, and smiled again: "This is the karmic retribution of my two brothers. As long as you have no regrets, Mr. Wang Dao."

Wang Jie paused for a long time, then cupped his hands and said, "Miss Long Lan has a broad mind, which is far beyond Wang's reach."

Long Lan rolled her eyes at Wang Jie: "If you weren't broad-minded, I would have killed you hundreds of years ago!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

After laughing, what was said earlier was over. Wang Jie asked again: "Miss Long Lan, do you plan to stay in the Tianyin Sect in the future?"

"My lifespan is less than a hundred, where can I go if I leave here?" Long Lan asked.

Wang Jie looked up and saw that Long Lan was different from himself. Even though both of them were strong men in the late Nascent Soul stage, Long Lan was just an ordinary monk from the lower realm. Even though people like her were rare, they really needed to be counted.

Countless.

From what Wang Jie saw, Lin Ying reached the late Nascent Soul stage at the age of 700, and was more favored by God than Long Lan, who was at the late Nascent Soul stage at 900 years old. However, Wang Jie still relied on Wang Jie to achieve the breakthrough.

Seeing that Wang Jie was silent, Long Lan continued: "Long Lan reached the late stage of Nascent Soul at the age of 800. Now he is 900 years old. Whether he can reach the perfection of Nascent Soul before his life is over will determine his future path."

Wang Jie nodded: "Yes, whether you can achieve divine transformation after reaching perfection is also a hurdle."

"Where's Fellow Daoist Wang? Not long after he broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage, he only has two hundred years left to live. Are you sure he will transform into a god in the future?"

"Yes!" Wang Jie said decisively. Long Lan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled: "Then congratulate Daoist Wang in advance."

Wang Jie waved his hand: "When I was a teenager, I met an elder in Qi State. She was seven hundred years old at that time, but she was already in the late Nascent Soul stage. Everyone in the world said that she could achieve divine transformation, but only she knew it.

It’s not enough to achieve spiritual transformation by yourself.”

Long Lan pursed her lips, and her aura suddenly changed, as if she had turned into an immature little girl again: "It's so difficult, let alone me!"

Wang Jie paused for a while, a little surprised by the woman's change, but he quickly regained his composure: "But in the end, I finally achieved a breakthrough in becoming a god. Of course, I used external objects to transform into a god."

"Foreign object?" Long Lan suddenly became interested. He sat next to Wang Jie, pulled Wang Jie's clothes and said, "What foreign object? Tell me quickly."

Isn’t it possible that all kinds of magical powers exist in every character?

Wang Jie said: "This...it is really inconvenient to tell Miss Long Lan. Wang just wants to say that cultivation is one aspect, but opportunity is more important. Of course, opportunity is also a part of strength."

Who knew that the look on Long Lan's face suddenly became dissatisfied, and she said willfully: "No, you must tell me what method he used, or I will beat you!"

Wang Jie raised his eyebrows: "Miss Long Lan, this is a joke..."

"Who are you kidding?" Long Lan clenched her fist and hit Wang Jie on the head. Although it didn't hurt, it stunned Wang Jie for a while.

On the other hand, this woman quickly retracted her fist, frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is your head so hard? My hands hurt!"

Wang Jie quickly stood up from his seat and looked at Long Lan blankly: "Miss Long, what are you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Long Lan also stood up, raised his chin and looked at Wang Jie rudely.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Jie felt that the world was spinning, and the evil energy, poisonous energy, blood energy, and spiritual power in his body all left him, as if they no longer belonged to him. Wang Jie's expression changed drastically: "This..."

Long Lan smiled proudly: "My formless spell caused your mana to leave your body. Now you have no mana at all, and you are no different from a mortal. Tell me the method quickly, otherwise...hehehe...believe me

If you don’t believe me, I will take off all your clothes and look at you all over.”

Wang Jie suddenly laughed: "Miss Long, you have a changeable personality due to your cultivation of magical powers. Senior Sister Yuanmeng told me. I advise you not to do this, otherwise it will be you, Miss Long, who will be embarrassed."

"What else can you do to me?" Long Lan glared at Wang Jie and stretched out his hand towards Wang Jie. Unexpectedly, Wang Jie disappeared in a blur and appeared behind Long Lan again.

"Wang will not do anything to him, but Miss Long is not allowed to do anything to Wang."

"Really?" Long Lan smiled slyly, turned around and grabbed Wang Jie. Wang Jie planned to evade again, but he didn't know that he couldn't control his body, and his body didn't belong to him just like the dissipated mana.

Wang Jie suddenly felt something bad. This was neither an illusion nor a charm. For a moment, Wang Jie didn't know how to resolve it.

Long Lan grabbed the white hair on both sides of Wang Jie's neck with both hands and shook it: "How about it? I can't move. Do you feel that your body does not belong to you? Few people understand my formless supernatural power. Can you understand it?"

What a blessing you are."

Although there was no change on Wang Jie's face, he was very horrified in his heart. If this were the case in the battle, he would have died thousands of times. He had never thought that the formless magical power could be so terrifying. What about the Wanxiang magical power that he had never experienced before?

"Tell me about how your dignified late Yuanying monk was teased like this..."
Chapter completed!