C155 Blood between the eyebrows, mesolithic sword (3)

Dan Tong slowly talked to the disciples that were training in the mountain and didn't feel the slightest bit of regret.

While he was speaking, a grand hall that was decorated to the brim appeared in front of Chen Feng. It was the Pill Refining Room of the Heavenly Dao Sect, where the alchemists were.

Chen Feng asked: "How many alchemists are there in the sect?"

"This is only my grandfather