When Shen Lang remembered that Xia Xiaoting was the blessed land of yumudong, he couldn\'t help asking Shu Lan.

The war temple also has a little information about the blessed land of the cave.

However, these blessed places have disappeared since ten thousand years ago.

The temple of Lien Chan could not know what had happened.

Now he suddenly heard about yumudong blessed land, which made Shen Lang a little confused at the bottom of his heart.

"Let me tell you. The patriarch just handed over the task to me." an old voice suddenly sounded.

When they turned around, they saw that Wang Dashu\'s big sleeves were floating and came from a distance.

With Wang Dashu, there is also Fang Hongfeng.

Fang Hongfeng was surprised to see a group of people on the ground, all dressed in rags and dripping with blood.

After his eyes fell on Xia Xiaoting, his mind felt and immediately pointed to Xia Xiaoting like a ghost: "you were still eight days in the Qi and martial arts realm last night. How has it become the spirit and martial arts realm now? Are you practicing!"

"Ah! It\'s too much. Practice doesn\'t call me?"

Xie Fengqing waved to him: "come here, I\'ll tell you what younger martial brother taught. Don\'t affect Uncle Wang\'s explanation of yumudong blessed land to younger martial brother."

Here comes Wang Dashu. A disciple has moved out a chair and put it next to Shen Lang.

Wang Dashu looked at the disciples on the ground, felt their cultivation, and his eyes flashed.

He repressed his ecstasy and said, "zongneida - Bi is just