When Yin Tianchou and his two men tried their best to be in a mess, they accidentally discovered Shen Lang, who had rescued the Ghost Lord Ye Youming and took the Zhutian Trident into his own!

Yin Tianchou saw Shen Lang's vague figure at the location of the Zhutian Trident, using the "Qi Gathering White Flag Formation", so he chased him all the way.

Unfortunately, there were countless forks in the Dragon Scale Temple. Yin Tianchou and the others walked on other roads, going back and forth, until more than three days later, they chased the Buse Monk...

"Bai Luobing values ​​the most? With Bai Luobing's eyes, how could he fall in love with such a person with inappropriate mind?"

Shen Lang's eyes moved slightly and thought a little strangely: "Wu Xingkong, a military guru in the Temple of War God... Why is there no such person in the memory of the Emperor of War? It seems that the relevant memories are still sealed... What is the reason for the seal? I really want to drag the Emperor of War out and beat him up!"

Sighing, Shen Lang bowed to Lu Qianqiu and said, "Thank you!"

Lu Qianqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not easy to get you thank you... By the way, I have left you arrows at the forks in front of you, so you can follow the arrow. That's the path to some medicine gardens and placing some good things for those old guys in Yumudong Blessing Land, and it's the fastest and safest way to the higher level."

"Anyway, all the guys in Yumudong Blessings have run away, so you guys are a bargain."

After saying this, Lu Qianqiu's figure slowly faded and disappeared into the void.

Shen Lang, who was standing by the cliff, couldn't help laughing at this time.

What does the medicine garden of those old guys in the blessed land of Yumudong mean?

Even if those guys took away all the precious herbs when they left Yumudong Blessing Land, even the remaining little bit is definitely a treasure that can shock the world!

Even if any herbs in it are not counting how many years it has grown in the past, it has been 10,000 years since the disappearance of the people who have only calculated the disappearance of the Yumu Cave Blessings!

In other words, as long as any herbs in it are still preserved and have not been obtained by other monsters, it will be at least 10,000 years old!

Herbs that have grown for ten thousand years in a place with such abundant spiritual energy...

This is simply extremely terrifying!

Shen Lang has been crying poor every day for a while. Now that Lu Qianqiu has given such a big gift, it is hard not to laugh!

"It's hard not to have a good impression of him!"

Shen Lang praised Lu Qianqiu, then gently slapped Monk Buse's heart and woke Monk Buse over.

When the monk Buse woke up, he used the Buddha's power with great vigilance, became alert and said, "What happened? Why did I faint for no reason? Have any enemies ever been here? Is there anything wrong with Uncle Master?"

Shen Lang pointed to the road ahead and said, "It's nothing. I called an old friend to talk to you for a few words. He just doesn't want you to know about him. Be cheer up and go hunting for treasures quickly."

"Treasure Hunt?" The Buse Monk's eyes shone and turned into a different person.

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Every fork in front of him has an arrow that only you or I can see. Follow that arrow and you understand?"

"I need to sit down and recover. You can continue to move forward. If you don't encounter anything that cannot be solved within two days, don't wake me up... As for what treasure you have found, keep a little bit by yourself. The rest are mine. Do you understand? Monks must not be greedy."

"Disciple understands, don't worry, uncle Master!" The monk Buse said respectfully.

But this monk is indeed unreliable...

Shen Lang had just entered the Fengtian Ding. After closing his eyes for a while, the Buse Monk threw his words over: "Uncle Master, look! Is this the arrow you always talk about?"

"Damn!" Shen Lang was not angry to death: "Is it still allowed to sleep? Do I have to rest?"

When he opened his eyes, Shen Lang really saw a strange arrow...

Four forks appeared in front of the Buse Monk.

One of them is close to the cliff and is obviously more dangerous on the edge of the fork road, with a very eye-catching sign!

A red arrow!

It was like someone smearing a handful of blood on the mountain wall with his palms!

This is not the weirdest.

The strangest thing is that although the red arrow is simple and rough, as long as you look at it carefully, it will naturally turn into a red dragon!

The red dragon actually turned around and glared at the lustful monk who was looking at him, and winked!

It seems to be saying: "Follow me!"

This look was exactly the same as that of the Red Dragon Lu Qianqiu!

Of course, the Buse Monk had never seen the Red Dragon, so when he saw such a strange thing, he immediately had a cold war.

Even though Shen Lang had just told him about the arrow, he still couldn't help but want to walk on another road!

"Idiot, I told you that you follow the arrow when you see the arrow. Why are you suspicious?" Shen Lang cursed with dissatisfaction.

The Buse Monk said with his lips trembling: "But Uncle Master, this is too weird and evil. There is obviously no spiritual power fluctuation on it, but it seems that the arrows smeared with blood can turn into a blood dragon! He also stares at me!"

"How can there be such an obvious arrow in this kind of place? And it's blood-red, obviously luring people to a dangerous place? It's impossible to choose this one? I'm afraid this arrow will lead me to a vicious place! Uncle Shi, is the one you are talking about not this?"

Shen Lang said angrily: "Idiot, what blood is applied to it... It's a kind of fruit juice that can be seen everywhere on the road!"

"That's not a blood dragon, that's a red dragon... Don't be suspicious, just follow the instructions of this arrow. Is there an expert guiding us, do you understand?"

"Master...Master is so weird?" The monk Buse was puzzled and muttered: "I think the master is the master, real and real, real and empty. Empty means existence, and existence means emptiness..."

"Your sister Kong, Kong, you talk so much nonsense? Hurry up and get on the road. If you die, I will burn incense for you and ask the Buddha to take care of you more, don't worry." Shen Lang yawned and said, closing his eyes directly.

"..." The Buse Monk was speechless for a while.

Shen Lang closed his eyes, his mind sank directly into the Tai Chi diagram, and sat next to the tree of the world.

The sea of ​​consciousness was exhausted, and the spiritual power in the Danying was also consumed. Shen Lang was so tired that he wanted to be unable to sleep.

However, simple sleeping or practicing is far from being able to practice next to the World Tree.

With the help of the Tree of Worlds, the recovery time can be reduced to almost a quarter of the time it originally required!

This was also what Shen Lang discovered when he recently realized the rules on the Tree of World. In the past, he rarely consumed this sea of ​​consciousness, so he did not notice the terrifying recovery power of the Tree of World in this regard.
Chapter completed!