Back then, the Evil Sword Master found that he could learn something every time he sparred with the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, or was beaten, so he shamelessly kept pestering him.
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord admired his talent in swordsmanship, so he deliberately taught him when fighting him.
If not, how could he defeat the Evil Sword Lord and then let him leave safely again and again?
Later, the Thousand-Faced Demon King would even express the sword techniques he used and their characteristics through words and discussions.
It is also because of this that the Evil Sword Master not only knows the names of the sword moves that inspired him, but also knows the moves.
The kid in front of me actually got everything right!
Not only the name of the sword technique is correct.
Even the moves and styles were said to be accurate.
Although he didn't reply to Yang Mu's words, his expression clearly said everything.
"Now, senior, do you believe that what I said before is true?" Yang Mu asked with a smile.
The Evil Sword Lord stared at Yang Mu, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "I believe half of it."
It stands to reason that unless he is a disciple of the Thousand Faced Demon Lord, he would not be able to perform like Yang Mu just now.
The problem is, as far as he knows, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord is crazy about cultivation, and it is impossible for him to have the leisure to recruit any disciples. In addition, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord has a lone ranger-like temperament, which makes it even more impossible to accept disciples.
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Yang Mu said helplessly: "I believe half of it, is it enough for me, senior, to tell me where the master is now?"
Evil Sword Master said: "I don't know where he is now."
Yang Mu: "?"
Good guy, if you dare to love yourself, you are totally wasting your efforts!
You don’t even know where my master is, and why are you asking me to prove it?
Can't you just say you don't know and then I turn around and leave?
It even made me buy two bottles of Maotai!
Fortunately, the evil sword master's next words made him relax.
"But I know that he will appear somewhere in Yanhuang Divine Continent in more than half a month. I originally planned to set off and rush there tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?"
The Evil Sword Lord thought for a moment, and even if this boy was not his brother's disciple, he definitely had a deep connection with him. It wouldn't matter if he took him to meet his brother.
Anyway, as a junior at the first level of the Snake and Dragon Realm, even if he harbors evil intentions, he will only bring about his own destruction.
Yang Mu was ecstatic!
I originally thought that I could only get the news about the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord from the Evil Sword Lord, and he would have to find it himself later.
Unexpectedly, the Evil Sword Lord gave him a surprise and wanted to take him there directly.
Without saying anything, he nodded in agreement.
According to the arrangement of the Evil Sword Lord, they will set off the next morning.
If Yang Mu planned to go back to the Tuo Luo Sect and explain the reason to Long Qi, it would obviously be too late.
After the Evil Sword Master left, he asked Guo Chongding to help him make a trip and return to the Tuo Luo Sect to explain to Long Qi what happened here.
"By the way. After you explain the matter clearly to Long Qi, ask her to bring you a few bottles of Moutai and take them with you when you leave.
Since you are asking someone to do something, when the time comes, give him a bottle of Maotai liquor and a bottle of Yulu Qiongyang liquor. The former tastes better, and the latter is at least more famous for now, so the other party will be very happy to come.
If even so, he still doesn't want to help, or even after helping, he still can't figure it out. Then, you can go back to the Tuoluo Sect to find me!"
Yang Mu patted Guo Chongding on the shoulder and said.
"Thank you, boss!"
Guo Chongding nodded heavily, his eye circles a little red.
Early the next morning, a carriage appeared at the gate of Tianlang City and left at an alarming speed.
The two horses pulling the cart are much taller than ordinary horses, with two horns on their foreheads. When they run, their muscles are like carved from granite, full of powerful beauty, and their speed is more than ten times faster than ordinary horses on earth.
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Yang Mu sat in the carriage, glanced at the middle-aged man driving the carriage, and then his eyes fell on the Evil Sword Lord opposite, who was concentrating with his eyes closed.
As if aware of Yang Mu's gaze, the Evil Sword Lord opened his eyes:
"You kid, what do you want to ask? Just say it directly, don't be coy, but I can't guarantee that you will definitely answer."
Yang Mu was not polite to him and asked: "Senior hasn't told me yet, where exactly is the destination we are going to?"
"A small mountain called Chenxu Mountain has no name. You bought all the maps of Yanhuang Divine Continent and you can't find it on it. If I told you, would you know where it is?"
In fact, not only did Yang Mu want to ask the Evil Sword Master something, but the Evil Sword Master also wanted to know something about Yang Mu.
Next, we have to ride a carriage for half a month. It would be too boring if both of us were like dumb people and didn't talk.
"An unknown hill?" Yang Mu asked in surprise, "What is my master going to do there? Is there any treasure born?"
"How can any bullshit treasure be born? Even if it does exist, by the time we rush there more than half a month later, there will be nothing left."
The Evil Sword Lord looked out the window at the rolling green hills passing by, "An old friend of your master is buried there. More than half a month later, it will be that person's death anniversary."
"What old friend?"
Yang Mu's face was full of curiosity.
Someone who can make his master go out of his way to pay homage is definitely an extremely important person.
Is it a deceased family member, a loved one, or a close friend?
"You ask so many questions about what you are doing. If you don't know me, what can you do if you tell me?" Evil Sword Lord turned around and said with an annoyed look on his face.
Yang Muchan smiled and said: "No, senior, you don't know the specific identity of my master's old friend, right?"
The Evil Sword Lord's expression froze and he glared: "I know, but I don't want to tell you, why don't you? You brat, you keep calling my brother your master!
As a result, your master doesn’t know this or that, so you still want me to believe your lies?”
Yang Mu smiled and had nothing to say.
Logically, others should be asking him to inquire about the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, but the result is that he, the apprentice, keeps asking others, and everyone will doubt the authenticity of his identity.
"How about you tell me how you became your master's disciple?" Evil Sword Lord asked.
Yang Mu shook his head and said: "I don't even know why the master accepted me as his disciple. The reason is most likely related to my parents."
"What are your parents' identities?" Evil Sword Master asked.
Yang Mu shook his head again: "I am an orphan. Let alone their identities, I don't even know what they look like. By the way, senior, what realm are you in? Are you above the snake dragon realm? Above the snake dragon realm.
Above, what realm is it?”
Hearing that Yang Mu was an orphan, Evil Sword Master's eyes changed slightly, and he wondered if he should comfort him. However, Yang Mu didn't look sad at all, and the topic took a huge turn, leaving him speechless.