The underground is dark, and the stalactites emit a seven-colored glow, illuminating the underground world that is isolated from human beings as if it were real and illusory, but because of this, there is no difference between day and night, and the years in the world seem to have stopped here.

When Sumai finally woke up, two days and one night had passed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a tall figure, a back figure to be precise, standing about a foot away from Su Mai.

Smelling the movement behind him, the back figure didn't mean to look back, and said lightly:

"Are you awake?"

The voice was old, and there was still a little tiredness.

When Su Mai heard this, his heart was overjoyed.

Since he was thrown into the cave by the Dry Heart Daoist, I don't know how long it has been, alone in this strange and cold underground, dealing with all kinds of fatal dangers, it seems that he is about to think that he is far away from the world, and now when he hears the human voice for the first time, he has an indescribable joy for a while, and even a feeling of reincarnation.

Hurriedly struggled to get up, bowed to the figure, and said, "Dare to ask, but the seniors saved me?"

The figure waved his hand and said, "It's not about saving, it's just a matter of raising your hands." ”

When Su Mai heard this, he knew that although the old man was understated, it could be concluded from his voice that it should have taken a lot of effort to save himself.

So he gave another heavy salute, and said at the same time: "Thank you for saving your life, Su Mai is grateful for the five hearts." ”

"That's it. ”

The figure sighed heavily and turned around.

"You can survive, it's your life, and I'm just doing my best, so I don't need to be polite. ”

While he turned around, Su Mai hurriedly looked forward, only to see that the person standing in front of him turned out to be a bald-headed monk.

Gray-clothed and shoeed, tall but thin and withered, his eyes are sunken, but his divine light is restrained, which makes people dare not look at it, and he has a pinch of white beard under his chin, which is more than five inches long.

At this moment, the monk was twisting his long beard in his hand, smiling, and staring at him.

"Big ...... Master, dare to ask where this place is, how did you save me?"

Su Mai was a little dazed for a while, and hurriedly asked.

"You were invaded by the sword, the evil qi entered the body, and you have entered a state of madness, and I bumped into it and stopped it."

The monk was casual and authentic, as if he was doing it casually, and there was nothing important, but to Su Mai's ears, it was completely different things.

In the ancestral hall before, I also heard the master say that some people in the path of cultivation go against the sky, so that the fire and demons are gone, at least the meridians are destroyed, forming a wasted person, and at the worst, the soul is scattered and becomes a wandering soul.

Thinking of this, Su Mai was shocked into a cold sweat, if he hadn't met this monk to rescue, he was afraid that the consequences would not be too imaginable, and he was busy and bent down on the ground, wanting to bow down.

Seeing this, the monk flicked his long sleeves lightly, lifted Su Mai up in the air, and said, "It's just a trivial matter, and the monk can't bear it." ”

Su Mai got up, remembered that before he passed out, there was a sound of Sanskrit singing in his ears, and he didn't remember what happened next, so he asked:

"May I ask Master, what happened, I haven't cultivated yet, why did I go mad?"

The monk didn't reply, but took two steps forward, picked up the black sword that Su Mai had fallen to the ground, and asked, "You own this thing?"

"I got it by accident. ”

Su Mai thought about it, and the process of obtaining the sword was indescribable, so he replied briefly.

"This thing looks like a sword, not a sword, and the monk still has some insight to himself, but he can't see its origin. ”

The monk read it several times, but he still couldn't see the clue, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his words.

Seeing that this monk seemed to have doubts, and had saved himself, he was not a bad person, so he briefly stated his experience in the past few days, but omitted the section where he escaped from the Iron Sword Gate, so as not to cause misunderstanding, and only thought of an excuse to accidentally enter the cave.

As for this sword, in fact, in his heart, he did not want to know its origin.

After listening to this, the monk fell into deep thought for a while.

After a while, he said: "You are in great trouble and do not die, you should be destined to have this calamity, you can get this thing, it is also fate, although the monk does not know what it is, but you carry it, I am afraid that it is only a disaster or a blessing."

"Is it a blessing or a curse?"

Su Mai looked suspicious.

"Yes, this thing looks crude, but it can subdue the ancient strange beast rhinosaurus, from an extraordinary thing, but judging from what you encountered a few days ago, this thing is probably not a righteous thing, with your cultivation, I am afraid that it will be taken advantage of in the future, and the legacy will be endless. ”

"Why did the master say this?"

The more Su Mai listened, the more frightened he became, and hurriedly asked.

"This thing is blue and black all over, it is integrated, it is not like it is made by ordinary methods, the blade of the sword is hidden but not revealed, as if it is sealed by some kind of divine channel method.

I can only see the anger in the sword, but somehow it is quite spiritual, if you use it well, it should be of great use, but if you are not good at controlling it, you may become a sword, and you will never recover. ”

"Swordsman?"

In the three years of monasticism, it was the first time that Su Mai had heard this statement.

The monk did not answer directly, his left hand groped on the black sword for a moment, as if he was recalling some kind of past, his eyes were deep and eager, and he said for a while:

"It is rumored that there is a secret method in the evil way, which can ingest the soul of a person into a divine weapon, and use this method to refine the sword, which can increase the power of the magic weapon, and at the same time, because the resentment of the trapped soul is too heavy, over time, it will have an impact on the sword holder. ”

"What the master means is that if I hold this thing, I may also become a swordsman?"

"If you take your cultivation, this thing is only afraid of being harmful and beneficial, according to the monk's opinion, it is right to abandon it as soon as possible. ”

The monk sighed lightly and handed the black sword to Su Mai.

Su Mai looked at the blue and black sword body, the faintly flowing blue light, as if the breath of life was circulating.

Thinking of what happened in the past few days, I didn't feel that I had relatives, and suddenly said:

"I am also considered the body of the remnants of the catastrophe, the catastrophe will not die, thanks to the help of this thing, since it has chosen me, there is no reason to abandon it, whether it is auspicious or evil, it is just a thing, the way of heaven is in the hearts of the people, how to divide good and evil with magic weapons. ”

"Amitabha, since you have this thought, it is also the place of righteousness, everything has cause and effect, maybe the monk is short-sighted, this thing has no other origin and does not know, I hope that in the future you will do more good deeds, cultivate the original source, do not be taken advantage of by demons, so it is a great blessing. ”

The monk saw that Su Mai was very persistent, and he was unwilling to force it, and his words were mostly persuasive.

When Su Mai heard this, he didn't feel a little helpless, shook his head, and said with a wry smile:

"Master rest assured, I have a shallow immortal fate in this life, and I can't practice, but I'm afraid that I can't do anything in the future. ”

"Young people should be ambitious, the immortal road is difficult, you can't do it unless you have a great mind, you haven't entered the Tao, you have a retreat, how to do it!"

Seeing that Su Mai was quite discouraged, the monk was very puzzled, and there was a slight displeasure in his words.

Su Mai saw that the monk sincerely warned him, and he no longer concealed it, so he roughly talked about his experience in the Iron Sword Gate in the past three years, only saying that his physique was different, and his aura was difficult to survive, and he was not able to endure hardship and was lazy and inactive.

Hearing Su Mai's story, the monk's expression was solemn, and he pondered for a moment, but said:

"The Void Cloud Recipe of the Iron Sword Gate, the monk also heard a little, it was originally a congenital orthodox Taoist secret method, which was unfathomable, and the Konoha Taoist people had relied on it to dominate the world, and it was also a rare technique in the righteous path.

It's a pity that for hundreds of years, there are very few people who have achieved it, and the Iron Sword Gate is also getting worse, although you are not talented, but you are also quite qualified, and it should not be difficult to enter its door. ”

After a pause, he said:

"Practicing together, refining qi is the foundation, and the method of refining qi is the same as the Buddha's Tao. In the monk's opinion, it shouldn't be the difference in your physique, but I'm afraid that there is another reason.

When I rescued you a few days ago, you had fallen into a deep demonic state, and if you didn't have the support of the Dao Foundation, I was afraid that you would have already perished.

I drank it with the true Dharma of Buddhism, and then I found that there was a strange aura in your body, which protected your heart and kept you a trace of spiritual wisdom, so that I could save you.

I have investigated your cultivation, but the dantian is empty, the spiritual power is thin, and the aura has disappeared mysteriously. ”

Su Mai saw that the monk didn't know why, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

But even the master can't help it, this monk who met in Pingshui, it's normal not to understand the reason, but he said another reason, I'm afraid it's just to comfort himself, as for the strange aura, he doesn't know what to do, and he doesn't bother to think about it.

The current plan is to ask this monk how to leave.

Just as he was about to ask for a way out, the monk suddenly asked:

"What's next for you?"

Su Mai raised his head, glanced at the glorious flowing cave around him, and said:

"Get out of here first, I don't know what will happen in the future, let's see. ”

"Get out of here, hehe", the monk chuckled, and then said:

"There is no way out here. ”

"No way out?"

Su Mai was shocked, if there was no way out, this monk came from this.

As if seeing through Su Mai's question, the monk nodded and said:

"This glowing place, which looks gorgeous, is actually a dungeon. ”

"Dungeon?"

"Yes, where the prisoners are held. ”

"So, Master, you...... It's a prisoner."

Su Mai was confused and asked softly.

"Yes or no", the monk laughed and said:

"I was locked up here of my own free will. ”

Voluntarily?

Su Mai was even more surprised, how could there be people in this world who were voluntarily imprisoned, either there was something wrong with their brains, or they were bragging, but looking at the situation of this monk, it didn't look like a lie.

Then he opened his mouth and asked, "How long has the master been in this dungeon?"

"Oh," the monk sighed lightly, looked at the depths of the light and shadow stone cave in front of him, and said leisurely: "Count, I'm afraid it's been fifty years!"

"Fifty years, hasn't the master thought of leaving?" said Su Maiqi.

"There are worries in the red dust, it is difficult to have a peaceful day, how can it be like chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha in the depths of the ground, and enjoying yourself. ”

"Alone in this dungeon, staying in this dungeon for fifty years, doesn't the master feel lonely?"

"People come in suffering, and since they go in suffering, they are alone, and they should be born and die alone, so why be lonely!"

When Su Mai heard this, he looked dazed.

He had no study of the way of Buddhism, and the monk's words were so profound that he became more and more confused and too lazy to delve into it, so he asked:

"Dare to ask the master, how do I get out of this place now?"

When the monk heard this, he raised his head to look at the sky, sighed, and said playfully:

"This is a death row, there is no exit, even if there is, it is a dead end, if you want to get out, it's difficult!"