This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling squatted slightly and stepped on the broken stars to catch up with the main force as quickly as possible.

Because of the characteristics of the Broken Star, its sword-wielding speed was twice as fast as other swords. In addition, with An Ling "going at full speed", it caught up with the main force in just a short while.

She saw Li Feiling, who was walking slowly with his hands behind his back, and quickly pinched her sword fingers to slow down Shattered Star. After she approached Li Feiling, she greeted him, "Senior Brother Li, long time no see!"

"Yes," Li Feiling nodded calmly, "It's you. You are... An... what is it?"

"An Ling."

"Oh yeah, I remember you couldn't find the cave at first, so you went to Qiao Hongmian's place." Li Feiling finally remembered the first time he met An Ling. "I'm so sorry, I was so busy that I forgot to visit you. How are you doing recently? And that sand table, are they still alive?"

An Ling complained in her heart, "Why does Senior Brother Li look a bit unintelligent? Is he really the contemporary sword master?"

An Ling nodded and said, "In the past two years since I came to the Sword Sect, I have learned a lot and my life has been very fulfilling. I follow Elder Wu to learn cultivation. When I am free, I will go to Bailu Peak to help Elder Mu Qing clean up the spiritual fields and refine pills. As for the sand table, I have been feeding it. The civilization inside has gone through two reincarnations and looks very lively."

Li Feiling was staring blankly ahead with his mind blank. When he heard that An Ling dared to go to Bailu Peak to work, his face finally showed some expression. He looked at An Ling in surprise, "You actually went to Bailu Peak? Aren't you afraid of Elder Mu Qing?"

An Ling thought of Elder Mu Qing's habits and replied, "It's okay. She just has some mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder. Just remember her preferences, put things in order, and go on time. Elder Mu Qing is a pretty good person. She even taught me a few tricks before."

Li Feiling was really shocked. He looked at An Ling as if he was looking at an alien. "You... although you have made the highest contribution to the sect by working at Bailu Peak, you should not sell out your dignity for such a small amount of money!"

"Uh, Senior Brother, it's not that serious..." An Ling felt strange after hearing what Li Feiling said, "She is really a nice person. Not only did she teach me the techniques of the Blood Sword, she also sometimes treated me to dinner."

Li Feiling already looked dead. He said woodenly, "Don't tell me she will cook for me."

"How did you know?"

"Haha," Li Feiling staggered away, "I don't want to talk to you. I'm leaving first."

An Ling scratched her head speechlessly. What on earth was going on? What was wrong with Elder Mu Qing? She was just like an older sister, she liked flowers and plants, she liked cooking, oh, she also liked fighting. She was just a little bit stronger, was it that exaggerated?

She stepped on the broken stars and followed the elders in the sect in front of her as they traveled through the sea of ​​clouds. They all turned into streams of light. In the eyes of mortals, they could only see dozens of thin lines of light suddenly appearing in the sky from west to east, moving quickly towards the east and dividing the sky into countless parts.

Those who had the good fortune to see the Sword Immortals traveling together fifty years ago would invariably point to the sky and introduce them to their juniors: "Look, these are the Sword Immortals who are said to live on the top of the tallest Canglan Mountain! When I was a little kid, I also saw such a grand occasion once. Legend has it that they were invited by the immortals to visit the Heavenly Palace!"

"What is the Heavenly Palace?" The little girl with a runny nose and two pigtails asked in confusion while hugging the old man's knees.

The old man gently stroked the child's head and said with a smile: "Of course that is where the gods live."

"Sword Immortal... Immortal? Aren't they gods? Why do they need to go to the Heavenly Palace?" Children are the clearest beings. They haven't really understood the world yet, so they are curious about everything and will connect what they have learned with new things they encounter.

The old man was speechless for a moment. He recalled the sword immortals who had come to the village before to help suppress the zombies. They seemed to be no different from ordinary people, except that they all wore the same black clothes and carried a sword on their backs. They would laugh, get angry, and be caught off guard because the villagers gave them too many radishes, with their cheeks flushed red. No matter how you looked at them, they looked just like children from the neighborhood. They seemed so different from the "immortals" in his impression. Aren't immortals all wearing fluttering robes, never touching the ground, and high above like a holy statue?

He thought for a moment and answered the child's question, "I think that sword immortals are immortals who have cultivated themselves from humans. They are different from the immortals in the Heavenly Palace. They were ordinary people like us before, so they are similar to us."

"Then I want to be a sword fairy in the future!" The little girl jumped happily, "I want to fly high too! Fly to the sun!"

Her chubby little hands pointed at the sunlight high in the sky. In her clear big eyes, only the flowing light passing across the sky was deeply imprinted in her memory.

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When they were almost at the Sky Dome Sect, Guo Zichou, who had not seen An Ling for a long time, came over. He looked at An Ling, who looked completely different from before, and exclaimed in amazement, "Little An Ling, you are done. You have the feeling of the Canglan Sword Sect!"

An Ling was too familiar with Guo Zichou, and she knew that he was not one to beat around the bush. She said indifferently, "It's probably because of you that I was led astray. It has nothing to do with me."

"Hehe!" Guo Zichou laughed. Although he was still very casual, his complexion was much better. An Ling asked, "Uncle Master, have you found the evil cultivators who brought the remaining evil ghost?"

"Oh, don't mention it," Guo Zichou said angrily, "Didn't we go together to hunt down the remnants of the Blood Ghost Sect before? Do you still remember the four guardians?"

An Ling thought about it and it seemed that before she came to Canglan Sword Sect, she was chased by four evil cultivators from the Blood Ghost Sect. If Guo Zichou hadn't come to support her, she would probably not have survived. An Ling nodded and said, "I remember, they seemed to be using some kind of Four Symbols Formation, and they cooperated very well. In the end, they even summoned the White Evil."

"Yes, after sending you back to the sect, I sneaked into the White Banquet they secretly held, or in other words, the ceremony to refine all the evil ghosts that had accumulated over the years into one big evil ghost."

"Luckily, the four guardians were smart and allowed me to kill a white evil spirit ahead of time. They also captured a red evil spirit before that. Since this big evil spirit didn't have complete 'materials', its ability was greatly weakened."

"I could have killed all the people from the Blood Ghost Sect, but for some reason, I suddenly smelled a strange fragrance at the White Banquet, and my mind was confused for a while, so I let the four guardians run away with the big evil ghost!"

An Ling nodded and said, "Yes, then the uncle tracked it down for a year and killed two more guardians, but he still couldn't find the location of the evil ghost."

"That's where the problem lies," Guo Zichou said seriously, "I suspect that there is someone behind the Blood Demon Sect supporting them."