Seeing Yuan Xiao leaving, the outer disciples who were watching the excitement on the side also retreated.

In a moment, only Gao Xiang and Ma Ming were left, and the three of them were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

In the middle of the night, Gao Xiang waved his hand to Ma Ming, signaling him to leave, then patted Su Mai on the shoulder and said softly:

"What should I do?"

"If it comes, it will be safe, and the disaster is my fault, and I will naturally bear it alone"

Su Mai said firmly.

"According to the rules of the Iron Sword Gate, the same door deceives each other, at least it will face the wall, and at worst it will be abolished and expelled from the mountain gate, how can you bear it?"

"I didn't have much cultivation in the first place, so I chased it one by one, as long as it didn't affect my master."

"Today's matter, I have a share, if I don't come forward, you will not be involved, if you want to be responsible, naturally we are together, good brothers, and we should share honor and disgrace. ”

Gao Xiang gritted his teeth and looked at Su Maidao.

"Don't be stupid, this matter has nothing to do with you, my physique is very different, I am afraid that it will be difficult to enter the immortal road in this life, you still have a good future, you don't have to be involved, but don't forget your father's wishes. ”

Su Mai smiled bitterly and patted Gao Xiang's arm.

Gao Xiang was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Otherwise, I'll go to Senior Brother Ning and ask the deacon hall to come forward, maybe there will be a turnaround."

"No need to"

Su Mai waved his hand, "You have a good chance to enter the deacon hall in the future, don't make trouble now, this matter is all my own, I will go back to the master first, and then I will be afraid of indefinitely, you take care." ”

After saying that, he turned around and strode away.

Gao Xiang wanted to speak and stopped, watching Su Mai leave, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Some people are difficult to trust in a lifetime, while some people are worth entrusting for a lifetime even though they have known each other for a short time.

Maybe in Gao Xiang's eyes, Su Mai at this moment is the latter, it's just that the meeting is short, since then, the blessings and disasters are unpredictable, is there a time to meet?

After not passing too high, Su Mai was anxious, and he walked quickly, crossed the lake through the hole, bypassed the long streets and alleys, and finally saw the familiar bamboo forest.

At this point, Su Mai's heart finally calmed down.

Walking through this bamboo forest, it is the world of him and his master, and for him, it is a home that can be entrusted to his body and mind.

Bypassing the bamboo forest, the blue tiles and white walls are impressively in sight.

The ancestral hall is still calm, as if the affairs of the outside world have nothing to do with here.

Su Mai froze outside the courtyard wall for a moment, and when he stepped over the steps and entered the courtyard gate, he smelled a familiar scent of sandalwood.

The dry-hearted Taoist was standing silently in front of the patriarch's tablet, and the incense ash on the copper stove in front of him was piled up, and a piece of sandalwood had been burned to the point that there was not much left.

Su Mai called out to the master lightly, and without waiting for the dry heart Taoist to respond, he walked in.

Wu Zi knelt down on the futon in front of the hall, kowtowed three times, and then faced the old Taoist, and was about to speak, when he heard a dull voice:

"Got in trouble?"

When Su Mai heard this, he felt even more guilty in his heart, and choked up:

"I'm sorry, Master, I ...... I'm in trouble."

"You get up, as a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, when you don't panic when you encounter something, you don't know what to do if you have a small setback, how can you do it?"

The dry heart seemed to have expected it, and before the words fell, he turned around and went to the side hall, Su Mai heard the words, hurriedly got up, and followed.

"Hey, it's all bad fate, and the teacher expected this day a long time ago. ”

Kuxin looked at the frightened Su Mai and sighed softly.

Su Mai was taken aback, Master Xindao had expected that something would happen to me, and then he thought about it, and felt that today's incident was really accidental.

Seeing that his face was solemn, he hurriedly asked, "Master, are you ...... Did you know something was going to happen to me today?"

"Not today, but tomorrow, what is due will come"

Kuxin suddenly said without a clue.

"The disciple doesn't understand"

Su Mai looked dazed, and always felt that the master was a little strange today.

"You don't need to understand, but tell the truth what is happening today. ”

As he spoke, he casually pulled a stool aside and sat down.

Seeing that the master did not blame, Su Mai felt a little relieved, and told him what happened today.

After listening to this, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly said:

"With your cultivation, it is really difficult to defeat a disciple who washes his mind, the Five Elements Tribulation is the only magical power for you, but in the eyes of others, it is not worth it, today's matter, luck is greater than strength. ”

Su Mai lowered his hand to the side, and when he heard it, he said: "The disciple also feels lucky, then Senior Brother He's cultivation is far better than mine, and I didn't plan to hurt him." ”

"Then He Shiyuan is very young, and he can use the Nebula Shield to cultivate his mind, which is also commendable. ”

The dry heart has a sparse beard, which is quite commendable.

"Nebula Shield?"

Su Mai was a little curious, could it be that strange aperture?

"The Nebula Shield is one of the secret magic powers of the Iron Sword Gate, known as the elder of the torture hall, with the sword to resist the qi, to the gas form, borrowed from the heavens and stars, can be attacked and defended, the changes are thousands, the cultivation is high and profound, the illusion of all beings, the intersection of the virtual and the real, the unpredictable. ”

"By the way, there seems to be a nebula in that aperture, and I was seriously injured because of it," Su Mai said suddenly.

"Then Master He's realm is very low, and he has not been practicing for a long time, and he has not yet mastered the mysteries of his magical powers, otherwise if you are hit, how can you still die. ”

Dry heart sighed.

Su Mai was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a dry heart say:

"You said that after you were seriously injured, there was suddenly a strange surge of true qi in your body, which saved your life, what happened?"

Somehow, the disciple was about to ask the master for advice. ”

Su Mai replied, and by the way, he carefully recalled the situation at that time.

"Your physique is different, the dantian can't store qi, if there is no one to help, it is impossible to have internal breath to touch it on its own, this matter is too strange, and you can't know as a teacher. ”

Ku Xin looked puzzled, but no matter what, this is always a good thing, at least it saved Su Mai's life, and he didn't dig into it at the moment, but he was quite worried about Su Mai's serious injury to He Shiyuan.

According to the rules of the Iron Sword Gate, it is a serious crime to hold one's own weight and injure one's peers, which has always been intolerable by the sect.

For hundreds of years, under the iron law of the torture hall, there has never been a cannibalism in the Iron Sword Gate.

Although what Su Mai did today was not his intention, it had become a fact, not to mention that the mysterious true qi came and went in a hurry, and it could not be explained.

As an elder of the Iron Sword Sect, the Dry Heart Daoist knew that Su Mai would not be able to escape, but he could not do anything.

More importantly, he guarded the ancestral hall alone, closed his door, did not interact with the outside world, and insisted on not only the ancestral tablet, but also an unknown tradition of the Iron Sword Gate.

Over the years, he has been cautious, has no desires, but is also calm and carefree, and does not want to cause a big disaster if Su Mai's skills are not perfected.

I'm afraid that this ancestral hall will have no peace from now on.

Looking at Su Mai, who was looking panicked in front of him, he was a little reluctant and helpless.

If it is just dealt with according to the rules of the sect, abolishing his cultivation or expelling him from the sect, it is understandable, for Su Mai, it is not a good thing, I am afraid that it will not be so simple.

Three years ago, Yi Jianchu insisted on inviting him to attend the apprenticeship ceremony, his intention was clear, he had no intention of accepting apprentices, and he didn't want to avoid vulgarity.

The main thing is decided, and dry heart told Su Mai to pack up and prepare to leave immediately.

Su Mai was confused, he should be punished for violating the door rules, how could he escape, let alone how he escaped by himself, what should Master do?

Hesitating for a moment, looking at the dry heart Taoist, this master who had been silent for three years, suddenly looked a little strange at this moment.

The ordinary face was not shocked, but at the moment it looked serious, not like a joke, so he pulled the empty sleeve of his dry left arm, and said softly:

"Master, the disciple doesn't understand, on weekdays, the master often teaches me, as a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, you should stand up to the sky and the earth, and you must be responsible in case of trouble, since the disciple has made a mistake, he should be dealt with by the door rules, if he runs away rashly, wouldn't it be the rat's doing, let alone ......"

"Don't be verbose, the teacher has made up his mind, you go and clean up quickly, and go out with me later. ”

Dry heart interrupted Su Mai, and his spirit was very decisive.

Su Mai had never seen Master so serious, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he turned around and ran towards his room.

Behind him, the dry-hearted Taoist also turned around, returned to the ancestral hall, and picked up three sandalwood sticks on the incense table.

Spontaneously combusted, inserted, slow and skillful, the old face had returned to flatness, and no expression could be seen.

The wind and frost of the old wind had already melted his joy and anger into the deep wrinkles, and I saw him staring at the wisps of cigarette smoke and watching them ignite, rise into the air, curl and entangle, and finally disappear into the void.

Just like this long life, no matter how enthusiastic and passionate it was, it will inevitably return to peace, and after peace, it will die.

How can this not be the case in his life, in the spiritual position in front of him, there are more or less brothers who have fought side by side, sharing joys and sorrows, sharing weal and woe, and in the end what is left is just a mound of loess, and this bleak and cold ancestral hall A seat, get what he wants, although he has no regrets, but he is left alone, lingering in the red dust of this world.

After all the calamities, it is more difficult to live than to die.

Fifty years of decay and smoke have turned into smoke, prosperity and clouds have dispersed, and now this body is empty, what is the picture?