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In the year 9996, Song Ming originally estimated that the dungeon could be dug through in ten years, but now twenty-two years have passed, and there is still no end in sight - it can be inferred that the confinement room must be somewhere inside the bottom of Tianzhu Mountain, which is a great tragedy for digging tunnels to escape from prison.

Fortunately, at this time, Songming could no longer feel any tragedy.

His impatient personality has long been honed like a stone Buddha by the prison escape life day after day - of course, this has something to do with his daily drinking of "stones".

In terms of martial arts, although he practiced hard every day, the concentration of the Force in the confinement room was close to zero, and he ate stone-mixed meals every day, and his physique and skills improved slowly, as for Martial Heaven Dao, there was no need to think about it.

Hard work does not mean that there will be gains.

On November 14, 9996, on his birthday, Uncle Songming, who had traveled through the other world for n years, finally ushered in a day of harvest after spending 22 years of hard life in prison.

On this day, the daytime news caught his attention:

"In view of the discovery of a number of suspected traces of the mutation of the Megalodon in the Dark Forest, after many investigations, it was finally confirmed that the mutation on the Megalodon was caused by the explosion in the laboratory of the Knight Academy eighteen years ago, and the number of variants was initially estimated to be more than 10,000!"

"The Dark Forest Dragon Hunting Meeting, hosted by the General's Mansion, will be held from today, covering the entire territory of the Dark Forest, the goal is to hunt mutant pterosaurs, and the General's Mansion Patrol Fleet is responsible for the security work, all the high-level students of the Knight Academy will be dispatched, and the disciples of the Samurai Academy who have cultivated above the seventh order of the Kaiyuan Dynasty will also be invited to participate."

"The Samurai Academy finally sent a hunting team of three hundred elite disciples led by ten chief professors and the new four direct disciples, fully armed, and arrived at the center of the dark forest at eight o'clock this morning on board three immortal ships."

An inexplicable commotion rose in Song Ming's heart:

"It's hunting conventions again, Dark Forest, mutant pterosaurs...... It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to participate. ”

After the lights went out today, he slept for an hour less than usual, then quietly got up, got into a hole under the bed with only a cross-section, and squirmed forward for ten meters, as the cave gradually widened, he changed from creeping to hooking and fast, and traveled seven or eight miles quickly, to the end of yesterday's construction.

There's no light, it's all about feeling.

I continued to excavate, and suddenly-

A ray of light burrowed into the tunnel.

"That's the end of it......?"

Song Ming was a little skeptical, but more excited.

With a slam of the punch, the crack in the ground opened, and the ray of light turned into a yellowish glow.

There's an open space ahead.

Song Ming's heart is beating faster, can you understand his mood at the moment, can you understand the hardships of the past twenty-two years, can you understand the stomach pain of eating stones and eating yourself into a stone Buddha?

He slipped out of the tunnel and leapt into the clearing.

When I looked around, I suddenly wanted to cry without tears-

"Does Nima play with me?!"

It's a confinement room again!

A super confinement room with stone walls on all six sides!

Only high in the corner of the roof, an oil lamp was lit.

To Songming's surprise, there was fresh air in this fully enclosed secret room, the breeze was like early autumn, and there was a faint fragrance of cherry blossoms scattered in the wind.

Song Ming suppressed his disappointment, and when he felt that the breeze was pleasant, a voice came from behind him:

"I've been waiting for you for twenty-two years from the day you dug your hole......"

Song Ming was startled and turned to look.

In the corner of the lamp, there was an old man, hanging like a specimen on the stone wall.

The old man's limbs were nailed with stone locks, his right chest was pierced by a sword, his white clothes were drooping, and the skin he could see was as dry as firewood, which was more accurate than an old man.

Song Ming's heart was faintly cold, but his expression was so hanging:

"Wait for me? Do I know you well......"

The old man's lips twitched:

"Did a woman named Xuanyue lock you in...... Does she have a child? ”

"Old man, you're like this, and you don't forget to gossip! I haven't seen the child, but I know that she has an apprentice......"

"Apprentice? This woman...... Hahahaha, I was so bold that I dared to give birth to my child. ”

Song Ming felt that something was wrong, and when he got closer, although the old man's face was as dry as firewood, under the skin was bones, and there was no trace of flesh and blood, but from the facial features and bones, he could still distinguish a little handsome!

Listening to the old man's voice again, there is no old timbre!

Could it be that Dongfang Yuanai is really the daughter of this old man and Elder Xuanyue?!

Song Ming was a little surprised, and his brain opened:

"Hey, old man, you weren't locked up here by the dean because of your relationship with Elder Xuanyue, right?"

The old man said:

"Who's gossiping now?"

Song Ming's words are back to business:

"Okay, no matter what these gossips, now you and I have the same purpose, I have been digging for more than 20 years and haven't dug the head, and you, old man, have been made into specimens, and you look like a master...... Do you have any good suggestions? Or teach me something like divine skills, and when I learn it, let's leave this hellish place together. ”

The old man grinned with difficulty:

"Divine power? Your qualifications are too poor, so come here, I'll teach you a simple trick. ”

Song Ming thought about it and stopped.

What if it's dangerous? He was actually a little tempted, after all, the old man saw at a glance that he was poorly qualified, so he was only willing to teach himself a simple trick, instead of making empty promises of magic skills to attract him—but what if the old man also thought of this and deliberately won his trust?

With this in mind, let's make a temptation:

"You treat me stupidly, don't look at me when I'm young, I'm an uncle who is dozens of years old this year, what magic skills do you have to be closer to you to learn? You've dictated it. ”

"Are you afraid of me? Haha, I'm afraid I might as well respect me, if I kill you, I can do it twenty-two years ago. ”

Song Ming is still a little weak-hearted:

"How can I trust you?"

"I can't believe it, then I don't have to believe it, have you seen this sword on my chest? This is a sword that will not only take you out of confinement, but also out of this constellation. ”

After Song Ming left the earth for n years, it was the first time he heard the word "constellation", and he couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that he had heard something wrong:

"You mean galaxies, right?"

The old man was so angry that his voice was a little hoarse:

"Does it matter! As long as you swear and promise me to slash a sword at this mountain after you leave this mountain, you will take this sword with you. ”

Song Ming was skeptical, and although he was moved, he continued to probe and said:

"Make it look like it's your sword...... What if I don't promise you, and I have to forcibly take the sword? Anyway, you can't move your hands and feet, so what can you do with me? ”

The old man's voice sank:

"Then where do you think the wind in this chamber is coming from?"

Songming realized this!

"Merryway?"

I didn't expect that the old man would be able to immortalize his sword like this, and the most critical problem was that even an ice beauty like Elder Xuanyue could easily handle it...... Thinking about it is terrifying, it is simply terrifying to think about it.

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