"That is not arrogance."
On the mountain path, Ding Huan said: "It is knowledge."
"You just look down on Buddhism."
White Horse said: "I really don't know what is so great about Wanling Country that it has you completely enchanted."
"Technology."
Ding Huan replied.
He was obsessed with the Immortal Law technology and research of Huaguo Mountain, which was far better than pursuing any form of tranquil freedom.
"Do we need to find Shariputra earlier?"
Ding Huan continued: "If those bald monks find it first, our year's effort will be wasted."
A day later, Ding Huan led the White Horse into a city.
"This is the only place in the area we haven't checked, Shariputra must be here."
Ding Huan said.
"In such a big city, how shall we find it?"
White Horse asked.
"There is a thousand-year-old peach tree spirit to the northwest, let's go ask it."
Ding Huan led the White Horse to the northwest outskirts of the city, where they found a gigantic withered tree.
