"You must've offended my master again, so my master must've acted out of spite," condemned the stone tablet in a righteous manner.
"Don't push the blame. If Senior White really acted out of spite, both of us must've had our reasons. None of us can escape from the responsibility. Moreover, it's best that we don't continue the topic of responsibility. Otherwise, we'll definitely end up in a lose-lose situation, "replied Song Shuhang.
The Stone Tablet Fellow sighed. "Little Friend Song, you're right."
If they continued the topic, they would enter the process of it and Song Shuhang exploding each other. Before the dark … night arrived, Master White could still monitor Song Shuhang and it through the Inner World. If they were to explode each other, both of them would end up in a lose-lose situation.
"What should we do next?" The stone tablet asked again.
They could not possibly continue to lie in the coffin, could they?
"Let's get out of the tomb first. Then, we'll think of a way to find Senior White before leaving this world," said Song Shuhang.
The Stone Tablet Fellow was slightly shocked. He agreed to it and said, "Sure, when we return to the trial ground of the Holy Mount Gar, my real body will follow you to travel the martial world as promised. Let's work together to fight the bosses from all over the universe! "
"Deal." Song Shuhang laughed out loud.
He grabbed the shrunken stone tablet's weapon spirit and went up as if he was swimming.
The tomb did not have any barriers or defenses.
Song Shuhang and the stone tablet got out of the tomb successfully.
When they got out of the tomb, they happened to see the Inner Demon Senior Chixiao Sword's sword handle turning into two arms that were solemnly worshiping.
"Senior Chixiao Sword, what are you doing?" Song Shuhang asked.
The Inner Demon Chixiao Sword replied in a deep and sad tone, "I'm worshiping a friend of mine."
It pointed its arm at the tombstone as it spoke.
"???" Song Shuhang.
He turned his head to look at the tombstone.
Unbeknownst to him, the tombstone had turned into the words' Grave of Song Shuhang '.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
The Stone Tablet Fellow thought for a moment and said, "I'm guessing that the tombstone changed when I resonated with the tomb."
And because Master White of the Nine Nether had carved the words' Tomb of Song Shuhang 'on his body, these words were synchronized to the stone tablet in the outside world.
"Actually, this is not bad." Heart Demon Chixiao Sword chuckled and said, "Having such a tomb will save you the money to buy your own tomb, Shuhang. Also, I recommend that every time you die, you build a tomb to commemorate yourself. "
Song Shuhang was speechless.
"Do you want to burn some incense or offer some flowers? Isn't it a different feeling to offer sacrifices to yourself? "The Inner Demon Chixiao Sword took the opportunity to stab him in the back.
"Sure," Song Shuhang replied.
His reply slightly stunned the Inner Demon Chixiao Sword.
Did Song Shuhang's mental fortitude become stronger again? How could he remain indifferent to such a stab in his heart?
While he was thinking, Song Shuhang's palm pressed on the Inner Demon Chixiao Sword.
"Saber-Nurturing Technique" x10!
After ten rounds of the Saber-Nurturing Technique, the Inner Demon Chixiao Sword landed comfortably, as if it had experienced a good fight.
The Stone Tablet Fellow on the side couldn't help but take a step back quietly.
It couldn't figure out the origin or the principle behind this spell. It was quite strange!
Song Shuhang grabbed the Inner Demon Chixiao Sword and stuck it in front of the tomb.
Without the wooden body, there was no way to replace the incense sticks with branches. Therefore, he stuck the Inner Demon Chixiao Sword in as a gesture.
What mattered was the intention and the sense of ritual.
After thinking about it, Song Shuhang opened his mouth and spat. Holy white lotuses appeared in the air one after another and landed on the tomb mound.
The only thing he could make were lotuses … Although the lotuses during the sacrifice were strange, he didn't care about it since the conditions were limited.
"The dead rest in peace. The living must continue to live tenaciously." Song Shuhang put his palms together and said softly, "I, Song, will continue to live tenaciously until the end of the world!"
After the sacrifice, he waved his hand. "Let's go!"
The Stone Tablet Fellow hovered in the air and sucked the Inner Demon Chixiao Sword up like a magnet. He followed behind Song Shuhang.
"Shall we look for Bai from the current world next? How do we find him? "The stone tablet asked.
"If Senior White Two isn't willing to help, we'll have to rely on our instincts," Song Shuhang said.
The stone tablet hurriedly shouted, "Shut up! Don't call my master's name like that."
Song Shuhang hurriedly covered his mouth. "I'm too talkative … Fortunately, I didn't say the name of another taboo."
The man, the stone tablet, and the sword gradually disappeared into the vast desert while talking.
Behind him.
The lotus flowers on the edge of the tomb swayed in the wind, emitting bursts of strong fragrance.
The white lotus condensed by the Lotus Blossoming Tongue was comparable to Immortal Fairy Bie Xue's Immortal Feast in terms of fragrance and taste.
The golden sand in the desert seemed to be attracted.
A small piece of sand was rolled up by the wind and spread to the edge of the white lotus flowers.
After a while, the sand condensed into the shape of a small person.
One could vaguely see that this was the appearance of Little White in the illusory reality.
The 'Little White' formed of sand squatted next to the white lotus flowers, holding a white lotus with both hands. Then, it opened its mouth and bit off the entire flower bud.
It chewed, chewed, and swallowed.
Then, the 'Little White' formed of sand revealed a satisfied expression.
It picked another white lotus and opened its mouth, stuffing the flower and leaves into it.
The expression on its face became even more satisfied.
Not long after, the Lotus Blossoming Tongue that Song Shuhang had left behind was completely swept away.
The 'Little White' formed of sand dispersed, turning back into a small pile of golden sand.
The wind blew, picking up the golden sand and blowing it back into the desert.
… …
… …
In the desert.
A man, a stone tablet, and a saber were advancing aimlessly.
"Did your intuition respond? Did you sense Fellow Daoist White's position? "Inner Demon Chixiao Sword asked.
Song Shuhang shook his head. He squatted down and gently pressed on the desert, saying, "Actually, the entire desert is Senior White. He exists in every corner of the desert."
The stone tablet curiously asked, "In that case, what are we still looking for?"
Song Shuhang replied, "I'm trying to see if I can find an 'oasis'. If I can find one, the probability of luring out Senior White is the highest."
The oasis that he was referring to was the place where the young man in a green robe and Little White always practiced martial arts in the illusory reality.
That should be the place that Senior White had a deep impression of. The probability of luring out Senior White would be higher.
"How do you plan to lure out Fellow Daoist White after we find that place?" Inner Demon Chixiao Sword asked again.
"I guess we can only rely on delicious food now," Song Shuhang said.
He could condense the Lotus Blossoming Tongue skill.
As long as he cooperated with the Stone Tablet Fellow to open the Inner World, there would be fresh spring water coming out of the spring.
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