Chapter 1221 An Lin's Fans
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go the same way?
An Lin and Dabai suddenly realized.
No wonder this male sword cultivator followed behind so persistently. He would chase Dabai wherever he flew. It turned out that he was a member of the same group!
The male swordsman was about to cry, but no wonder the white dog was always in front of him. It turned out that the destination of both parties was the same. Is this the rhythm of continuing to torture him all the way?
Dabai got excited, twisted his butt and asked: "How about it, do you regret looking at me with that contempt and disdain before? You look down on Master Gou, Master Gou, I will let you feel what true despair is!"
The male sword cultivator slightly cupped his hands, gritted his teeth and said to the man riding a dog in front of him: "I have offended you two many times before, and I would like to apologize to you. I'm sorry!"
He knows what to do and what not to do now.
We are all going forward together, and it would be unwise to dwell on that fact any longer.
Besides, he was at fault in the first place, provoking and insulting the big white dog with his eyes, so it was only natural that he should apologize.
He is a man who knows how to advance and retreat, and made what he thought was the best choice during this period.
Seeing that the other party had apologized, Dabai finally smiled with satisfaction, stuck out his tongue and said: "Wouldn't it be better if I did this earlier? You have to know that it's very uncomfortable for me to fart forcefully all the time!"
The male swordsman's mouth twitched slightly, but he said nothing.
He was thinking in his heart that after this mission is over, he must have a big meal of dog meat!
The battle between Flying Dog and Feijian ended with Flying Dog's victory.
Dabai no longer accelerated so hard, the snow-white big tail propeller stopped rotating, and the speed slowly dropped.
With great difficulty, the male swordsman finally caught up with Dabai.
He turned his curious eyes to the monk riding the dog. He was too proud before and did not pay attention to the appearance of the monk riding the dog. Now he really wants to take a closer look to see what kind of person can cultivate such a mean dog!
Finally seeing the true appearance of the dog-riding monk, the sword-driving monk was shocked at first, then opened his mouth wide, and was so frightened that he almost fell off the flying sword.
"An... An Lin?!" the sword-controlling monk exclaimed.
"Hey, you know me?" An Lin smiled faintly.
"I know! How could I not know you? I have looked up to you countless times in the Nine Provinces Chronicles!" The male swordsman was so excited that his heart was trembling. He said with blazing eyes, and at the same time, he was filled with fear in his heart.
He just showed off in front of a peerless swordsman! I’m so tired of living!
Fortunately, An Lin had a good temper, otherwise he would not have known how he died.
When An Lin saw the arrogant fake immortal, he instantly turned into a little fanboy. His expression remained unchanged, and he still said calmly: "Flying is just a way. There is no essential difference between wielding a sword and wielding a dog. You can't be too persistent in practicing swordsmanship." Instead of looking down on everything that is not a sword, we must study the inner parts of these fancy things, see through their essence, and understand why a sword is a sword!”
The male swordsman's eyes were bright, as if he had been enlightened, and he bowed excitedly: "Thank you so much for the advice from Sword Immortal An Lin. Listen to your words, it will be better to practice swordsmanship for ten years. I will teach you this!!"
An Lin smiled enigmatically.
Those words he just said were all made out of random words. Who knows what this male cultivator has realized.
This is sometimes the case. When you achieve nothing, no one will pay attention to what you say. But when you are a successful person, even if you talk nonsense, there are countless people who believe it to be the truth.
Even if it doesn't make sense, the other party can help you forcefully realize a truth.
"I wonder what Sword Immortal An Lin is going to the Demonic Land of the Dead? If you can be of any use to this junior, just ask!" The male sword cultivator looked particularly attentive.
"Um... who are you?" An Lin asked.
"Ah, I almost forgot to introduce myself," the male sword cultivator said with an embarrassed look, "I am the eighteenth generation disciple of the Tianjian Sect, and my name is Sun Yuluo."
As if he was worried that An Lin would alienate him, Sun Yuluo immediately added: "Don't think too much. Although I am in Tianjian Sect, I have no hostility towards you at all. I really admire you!"
An Lin knew that Sun Yuluo said this because Sun Yuluo knew about the conflict between him and Liu Mingxuan.
He didn't mind this matter and asked instead: "Then what are you doing in the Dead Demon Land?"
Sun Yuluo said: "I went to the Demonic Land of the Dead to find an ancient sword that escaped from the sect's ancient land!"
"Can the ancient sword escape?" An Lin was shocked.
Sun Yuluo nodded and smiled bitterly: "The ancient sword was originally an ownerless thing in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords. It suddenly gave birth to a spirit and ran away... Because it is a Yin-type undead sword, we speculate where it went. It will be the Demonic Land of the Dead... Now the disciples of the sect who have nothing else to do are basically dispatched. "
An Lin suddenly realized that it was the ancient sword that gave birth to a spirit, wasn't it just like Xiao Xie?
The birth of a spirit from an ancient sword is an extremely rare event.
As the number one sword sect in Kyushu, the Tianjian Sect attaches more importance to the spirit of the sword, so it is not surprising that the whole sect is dispatched.
An Lin said: "I went to the Demonic Land of the Dead to find a red mountain that sprays blood every ten years. Do you have any clues?"
"Mountain spurting blood?!" Sun Yuluo trembled and said with a pale face, "Where can there be such a terrifying mountain? Are you telling a ghost story? Senior, please don't scare me!"
An Lin: "..."
An Lin could tell that Sun Yuluo's demeanor was not just an act. Could it be that he was really that afraid of ghosts?
If you are so afraid of ghosts, wouldn't it be a sin to go to the Dead Demon Land?
You know, the Dead Demon Land is famous for being haunted...
An Lin silently glanced at the map in the ring, and only knew that the blood-spurting mountain was in the center of the Dead Demon Land, and the specific coordinates had to be found by himself.
"I'd better find it myself." An Lin didn't have much hope for Sun Yu Luo.
Sun Yu Luo looked at An Lin with fiery eyes: "Senior! Please take me with you! I am willing to offer my services!"
"No need, you go ahead." An Lin refused.
"Don't, the sword immortal I admire most is you, can I stay by your side? Anyway, everyone is searching aimlessly in the Dead Demon Land..." Sun Yu Luo pleaded.
An Lin's mouth twitched: "You admire me, what does it have to do with whether I take you with me? There are so many people who admire me..."
Sun Yu Luo was choked for a moment.
"Besides..." An Lin looked at Sun Yu Luo with a half-smile, "You are from the Tianjian Sect, and the person you admire most is not Liu Mingxuan, but me... How dare you say such a thing!"
Sun Yu Luo patted his chest, his eyes red, and said very seriously: "An Lin Sword Immortal, I am sincere! You are more dazzling than the Sect Master in my eyes! What do you need to believe me?"
Da Bai looked at this touching scene, his dog body trembled, and couldn't help saying: "Brother An, do you want me to speed up and get rid of him? Woof!"
Before An Lin spoke, Sun Yu Luo reached out his hand to keep him and said: "An Lin Sword Immortal! I have a map of the explored areas of the Dead Demon Land!"
An Lin smiled and nodded: "Little Sun, since you are so sincere, just follow me, it's not bad to have more companions!"
"Thank you, An Lin Sword Immortal!" Sun Yu Luo said excitedly.
Da Bai: "..."