"Is there no solution?" Qin Lan asked with a glimmer of hope, "Just you said, since there are precedents, there should be some countermeasures?"

"If there were, Cang Yun wouldn't have become like this..."

Qin Lan fell into silence. He really didn't know what to do now, but those who gave the strength were in great pain.

"What do you think of the past?" said the old Taoist Tianzhi.

"Once upon a time... I would rather forget than forget..."

Qin Lan didn't know how to answer. He wanted to forget those painful experiences, but he didn't want to forget those happiness and those who had walked through his heart.

"Oh... he said that too."

The old Taoist Tianzhi sighed deeply, stood up and walked out.

Qin Lan did not stop him. Seeing him like this, he sat there decadently, motionless as if he was accepting fate.

...

"Hunyi!" Ren Xin jumped and ran to Zhao Yi.

At this moment, I was covered in scars, but I still didn't forget to practice. Sweat and blood were mixed together, but my firm eyes were full of indomitableness.

"You are so injured. Wouldn't you be fine for a few days to rest?" Ren Xin said pitifully.

"She didn't lie to me, the fairy feather hidden dragon and crouching tiger..." Zangyi stopped and smiled freely, "My power has increased again!"

"I heard you lost again?" Ren Xin said cautiously, afraid of hurting his self-esteem.

"The first hundred move, I lost," Zangyi obviously didn't take this seriously. "People who are obsessed with failure are not worthy of victory!"

Ren Xin felt that she seemed to like him more and more, and she fully reflected the birth of a hero.

Zangyi sat down and smiled bitterly: "It's ridiculous that I thought I was a genius before, but now it seems that I am nothing!"

"Why do you say that?" Ren Xin sat beside him and retorted: "How old are you? You have the current strength, and it's too late for others to envy you!"

"Haha! In a life-and-death battle, will your opponent let you go because you are young?" Hidden looked at his palm, "If you decide your strength by age, then I will not be able to surpass..."

Ren Xin didn't ask if he wanted to surpass anyone he wanted to surpass.

"That Qin Lan, when will you go to find him?" Ren Xin said, "I heard that Elder Tianzhi had gone to find him..."

"Is he a special person too?" The only thing Zangyi could think of was that Qin Lan had a unique talent like him. "It's good, it means that he is not weak, at least better than that woman Ren Xin!"

Ren Xin naturally knew that he was talking about his sister, but she didn't know how to refute it. He has been saying this since her sister lost to him. In her mind, her sister should be very strong, so why have he always been called a weak person?

"Why do you always say that my sister is weak? That Tan Fei is not my sister's opponent!" Ren Xin asked curiously.

"The weak are the weak, no matter how they change, they will be the same," Zang Yi stood up. "Tan Fei's strength is indeed similar to her, but that does not affect your sister's weakness. As time goes by, she will be surpassed by her peers one by one!"

Ren Xin suddenly said, "Then what do you think of me?"

"You can transform into a mortal first..." Hiddenly can't hit her, "It should be very soon..."

When Ren Xin heard this, she jumped up and said, "Then you can guide me to practice!"

"Don't you have any outer elders?" Tibetan frowned, "I am deeply confused, so how can I give others my advice!"

"Hmph! Just keep getting confused, I'm leaving!" Ren Xin left angrily with annoyed look on her face.

Hun Yizi turned around, looked at his hands, and murmured: "Why is it still so weak no matter how hard I try, and why does the word weak always pester me and I am unwilling to give up!"

...

A month later, Qin Lan was taken to a tower, and the one who brought him was not someone else, but Zhang Ku.

"This is a trial tower," said Zhang Ku, "a master who is used to detect and hone the realm of mortality."

"What does it mean?" Qin Lan didn't understand the meaning.

"Do you think you will become an outer sect elder in just one sentence?" Zhang smiled bitterly, "You still have to pass the test."

"What do you think is qualified?"

"This tower has ten floors. If you want to become an outer sect elder, it is enough to reach the third floor!" Zhang Ku said.

When he arrived at the third floor, Qin Lan suddenly felt that this was very simple.

"This is indeed very simple, but there is no way. I used to pass the fourth level, but I found that there were very few people who wanted to run for the election, and the conditions were too harsh, so I lowered the requirements!" Zhang Ku shrugged, "I think it should be very simple for you to pass the test!"

"Is there anyone who passed?"

"We do have one in this generation, but the older generation won't know," Zhang said with a wry smile.

"How many people have passed?" Qin Lan asked again.

“Yes, four!”

Qin Lan said nothing. There were so many immortal masters gathered in Xianyu, and countless geniuses were countless, and only four passed.

"Well, three of them passed the ninth floor and one passed the tenth floor."

Qin Lan looked at Zhang Ku strangely.

"The tenth floor does not mean that you are qualified to enter through the ninth floor. The tenth floor is also called the non-existent floor. Generally, it is not challenging to pass through the ninth floor, but the existence of this tenth floor still arouses their fighting spirit." Zhang Ku explained.

"In other words, if the ninth floor is barely passed, you will not be able to get the tenth floor?"

"You can say that, after all, I haven't even passed the sixth floor yet!" Zhang said with a bitter smile, "I'm just thinking about how to pass the sixth floor now!"

"Who is passing the tenth floor? Cang Yun?" Qin Lan asked curiously.

"No, Senior Brother Cang did go to the tenth floor, but he was eliminated!" Zhang Ku shrugged, "It's better to think about it now. It's not good to be too ambitious."

"I'm just curious," said Qin Lan. "After all, it's interesting to focus on people who are stronger than themselves. Who is the one who passes the tenth level?"

"I don't know," Zhang Ku said meaningfully, "or can't say it!"

Qin Lan did not ask again. Since she couldn't say it, there was a secret there.

At this moment, a man screamed and landed in front of them as if he was thrown out.

"Senior Brother Feng, what are you doing?" Zhang Ku Shang helped him, "Is it failure again?"

"This is too difficult!" Feng Hua rubbed the wound on his face, "I really don't know how they survived!"

"Senior Brother, you have passed the eighth level, why should you be in a hurry?" Zhang Ku comforted.

"You are really..." Feng Hua noticed Qin Lan, "Are you?"

"Qin Lan."

Zhang Ku quickly said, "This is Qin Lan, he is the candidate outer sect elder."

"Oh, come on," Feng Hua said, rubbing his injured part and limped away.

"This is Feng Hua, Senior Brother Feng," Zhang Ku pointed at his back and said, "I'm just angry, don't mind!"

"fine."

"You already know that it's almost done. Go in, I'll wait for you here." Zhang Ku begged, "By the way, just go in. I'll report back and wait until you have time in the future!"

"All right……"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!