Upon hearing those words, Lin Ziguang couldn't help but let his imagination run wild and pondered, "The Iron Mountain Skill is unique to our Iron Mountain Sect, so the expert who taught you must have deep ties with our Sect."
He revealed a set of slightly yellowed teeth and grinned, "That being said, you could be considered one of us at Iron Mountain Sect!"
Ma Yongtang nodded repeatedly, saying, "That's right, one of our own!"
Seeing that the two men were trying to cozy up and establish a rapport, Fang Zhixing laughed, "Indeed, all part of the family."
While they joked around, the sun slowly set, and the three men and a dog traveled further and further.
Gradually, they had covered about twenty miles, and the path suddenly became rugged and steep.
The banks of the river climbed upwards, forming cliffs and precipices, turning the river into a deep canyon.
"This place is..."
Upon seeing this, Lin Ziguang took out the map again for a comparison.