Chen Jichuan's current energy is focused on practicing, alchemy and weapon refining, and he can't spare time to study the formation for the time being. But it is not harmful to have a good relationship with a formation master.

As far as he knows.

This Kowloon Real Man is old. Now he has a friendship and will take his last journey in the future. This is also considered to be a preparation for him to study the formation.

"Elder Dai is polite."

Although Jiulong Zhenren is old, his voice is loud and energetic, and he is cheerful and kind. He smiled at Chen Jichuan and said, "Although I am busy studying the formation, I also know that a genius has appeared in the sect, occupying the top of the immortality list for a hundred years. He also went up the stage to kill five second-level demons during the Qi Refining Period. It is really a fearful young man!"

Jiulong Zhenren looked at Chen Jichuan with a look of praise in his eyes.

He is approaching his life and is indifferent to the world. He is quite kind to see Chen Jichuan, such rising stars.

"I dare not take it."

"The formation of seniors is the enemy of ten thousand people, and is a powerful enemy of the Central Region. The younger generation is only one person's courage, and we will ask for help from seniors in the future."

Chen Jichuan also talks about people and talks about ghosts, and is extremely transparent about people.

He first advanced to the second level and had fewer fellow students.

This time it was rare to walk with these second-level real people in the sect. In addition, Rop and Jiulong real people intended to make them, the guardian elders familiar with each other. They hit it off and chatted with each other, and gradually became familiar with each other.

Two months later.

Tanzhou is here.
Chapter completed!