A week passed in the blink of an eye.
On the morning of a week later.
Bujie and Luo Xingchu once again arrived at the entrance of Shenji Palace.
Ning Jianfeng pouted, "How long is Brother Yang going to exchange thoughts with the two elders?"
Bujie also said, "Isn't that so? Next, we'll go either to Northern Cold Underworld or West Desert Lingzhou, Brother Yang has to decide!"
Just then.
The door of the hall opened.
Yang Luo came out from inside.
"Brother Yang!"
"Brother Yang, you finally came out!"
Bujie, Ning Jianfeng, and the others hurriedly greeted him.
Yang Luo closed the door and asked curiously, "Why are you all here?"
Bujie pouted, "In this past week, we wandered the entire Futu Holy Hall, seeing you hadn't come out, we thought to come have a look."
Luo Jiuchuan asked, "Little Friend Yang, how was your exchange with Brother Dingtian and Brother Qing Song?"
Yang Luo smiled, "Through this week of exchanging with Elder Dingtian and Elder Qing Song,
