Going the same way?
An Lin and Dabai came to a sudden realization.
It was no wonder that this male sword cultivator would follow them so persistently. Wherever Dabai flew, he would chase after him. So, they were kindred spirits!
The male Sword Cultivator wanted to cry but had no tears. No wonder that white dog was always in front of him. It turned out that both of them had the same destination. Was he going to continue torturing him along the way?
Dabai was excited. He swayed his butt and asked, "How about it? Do you regret looking at me with that disdainful and disdainful gaze? Since you looked down on me, I'll let you know what true despair is! "
The male Sword Cultivator cupped his fists and said to the man riding the dog in front of him through gritted teeth, "I've offended the two of you before. I'll apologize to you now. I'm sorry!"
He knew what he should and shouldn't do now.
They were going to travel the same way, so it was unwise to dwell on that matter.
Furthermore, he was in the wrong in the first place. He had provoked that dog Dabai and insulted him with his gaze. It was only right for him to apologize.
He was a person who knew when to advance and when to retreat. During this period of time, he made the decision that he thought was the best.
Seeing that the other party had apologized, Dabai finally smiled in satisfaction. He stuck out his tongue and said, "Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier? You should know that it's very uncomfortable for me to force myself to fart all the time!"
The male Sword Cultivator's lips twitched slightly. He did not say anything.
He was thinking to himself that after this mission was over, he would definitely have a feast of dog meat!
The battle between the flying dog and the flying sword ended with the flying dog's complete victory.
Dabai no longer sped up as desperately as before. The snow-white tail propeller stopped spinning and its speed gradually slowed down.
After much difficulty, the male Sword Cultivator finally caught up to Dabai.
He turned his curious gaze toward the cultivator riding the dog. He had been too complacent earlier and did not pay attention to the appearance of the cultivator. Now, he really wanted to take a good look and see what kind of person could raise such a despicable dog!
Finally seeing the appearance of the cultivator riding the dog, the sword cultivator was first shocked. Then, his mouth gaped open and he was so shocked that he almost fell off his flying sword.
"An … An Lin?!" the sword cultivator exclaimed.
"Oh, you know me?" An Lin smiled faintly.
"Yes! How could he not know her? I've looked up to you countless times in the Nine Prefectures Magazine! " The male sword cultivator's heart trembled with excitement as he spoke with a burning gaze. At the same time, he was filled with lingering fear.
He had actually acted tough in front of a peerless Sword Immortal! They must be tired of living!
Fortunately, An Lin had a good temper. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died.
An Lin's expression didn't change when he saw the arrogant False Immortal instantly turning into a fanboy. He said calmly, "Flying is just one of the methods. There's no essential difference between flying on a sword and flying on a dog. You can't be too obsessed with these fancy things when you practice the sword. You have to study its inner workings and see through its essence. You have to understand why a sword is a sword and not look down on anything that isn't a sword! "
The male Sword Immortal's eyes lit up as if he had been enlightened. He bowed deeply in gratitude. "Thank you, Sword Immortal An Lin, for your guidance. Listening to you is better than practicing the sword for ten years. I've learned a lot!"
A mysterious smile appeared on An Lin's face.
What he had just said was all nonsense. Who knew what this male cultivator had attained?
This was how things were sometimes. When you achieved nothing, no one would listen to you no matter what you said. However, when you were a successful cultivator, even if you spouted some nonsense, countless people would view it as the truth.
Even if you didn't have a single reason, the other party would be able to forcibly enlighten you.
"What business do you have with the Dead Spirit Demonic Land, Sword Immortal An Lin? If there's anything I can do for you, please feel free to tell me! "The male sword cultivator was very eager to please An Lin.
"Hmm … May I ask who you are?" An Lin asked.
"Ah, I almost forgot to introduce myself." An awkward expression appeared on the male sword cultivator's face. "I am an eighteenth generation disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and my name is Sun Yuluo."
Sun Yuluo seemed to be afraid that An Lin would alienate him, so he immediately added, "Don't think too much about it. Even though I'm a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I have no animosity toward you. In fact, I really admire you!"
An Lin knew that Sun Yuluo was only saying this because Sun Yuluo was aware of the conflict between him and Liu Mingxuan.
He didn't really mind that, so he asked, "Then why are you going to the Dead Spirit Demonic Land?"
Sun Yuluo replied, "I'm going to the Dead Spirit Demonic Land to find an ancient sword that escaped from our sect!"
"An ancient sword escaped?" An Lin was astonished.
Sun Yuluo nodded with a wry smile. "The ancient sword is ownerless in the Myriad Sword Tomb, and it suddenly nurtured a spirit before running away … Due to the fact that it's a yin-type undead sword, we speculated that it would be heading toward the Dead Spirit Demonic Land … All of the sect disciples who don't have anything else to do have been mobilized."
An Lin was enlightened upon hearing this. So the ancient sword had nurtured a spirit. Wasn't that the same as Little Xie?
It was extremely rare for an ancient sword to nurture a spirit.
As the number one sword sect in the Kingdom of the Nine States, the Heavenly Sword Sect was extremely interested in the nurturing of a spirit, so it wasn't strange for the entire sect to be mobilized.
"I'm going to the Dead Spirit Demonic Land in order to find a red mountain that spews blood every ten years. Do you have any leads on this mountain?" An Lin asked.
"A mountain that spews blood?!" Sun Yuluo shuddered as his features paled. "How could there be such a terrifying mountain? Are you telling me a ghost story? Please don't scare me, Senior! "
An Lin: "…"
An Lin could tell that Sun Yuluo wasn't faking it. Could it be that he really was that afraid of ghosts?
If he was that afraid of ghosts, wouldn't he be asking for it by going to the Dead Spirit Demonic Land?
One had to realize that the Dead Spirit Demonic Land was renowned for being haunted …
An Lin silently looked at the map in his storage ring. All he knew was that the blood spewing mountain was located at the center of the Dead Spirit Demonic Land, but he would have to find the exact coordinates himself.
"I'll look for it myself." An Lin didn't have much hope in Sun Yuluo anyway.
Sun Yuluo stared at An Lin with a scorching light in his eyes. "Senior! Please take me with you! I'm willing to do anything for you! "
"There's no need for that. You go on with your business," An Lin refused.
"Please don't! You're the Sword Immortal I admire the most! Can you just let me stay by your side? We'll all be searching aimlessly in the Dead Spirit Demonic Land anyway … "Sun Yuluo pleaded.
An Lin's lips twitched. "What does your admiration of me have to do with whether I want to take you with me or not? There are countless people who admire me … "
Sun Yuluo was rendered speechless.
"Besides …" A hint of a smile appeared on An Lin's face as he looked at Sun Yuluo. "You're a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the person you admire the most isn't Liu Mingxuan. It's me … How dare you say something like that!"
Sun Yuluo slapped his chest with tears in his eyes. "Sword Immortal An Lin, I'm sincere! In my eyes, you're even more dazzling than the sect leader! How can I make you believe me? "
Da Bai's body shuddered at the sight of this moving scene, and he couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother An, should I speed up and shake him off? Woof! "
Before An Lin had a chance to say anything, Sun Yuluo extended a hand to stop him. "Sword Immortal An Lin! I have a map of the Dead Spirit Demonic Land that I've explored! "
An Lin nodded with a smile. "Little Sun, seeing as you're so sincere, you should come with me. It's always good to have another companion!"
"Thank you, Sword Immortal An Lin!" Sun Yuluo spoke with an excited expression.
Dabai: "…"
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