Behind this stone gate, there is neither road nor light, and you can't see your fingers, as if you are in a dark tide.

The young man turned around, and the stone gate behind him was silent, so he had to take a few steps forward without hitting any obstacles.

"Where is this?" the boy in the darkness subconsciously clenched his iron sword, trying to find an exit forward.

Gradually, the boy found that he couldn't get out of this darkness no matter what, it was a void at all, and there was no way to go.

"By the way, what about the mob?" the boy suddenly noticed that the mob had gone silent since he walked through the stone door.

"Monster!" the boy called out the bear's name as he walked, but the voice was instantly swallowed up by the darkness.

Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong...

It's the familiar wind chime again.

The boy followed the wind chimes and looked out.

"Is it light?" said the boy, surprised that there was light in the endless darkness.

A faint white light appeared at the end of the endless darkness, like an outlet to this boundless black sea.

The boy took a deep breath and walked towards the white light in the darkness, and it was so quiet that it was so quiet that it could be heard when a pin dropped, and even the sound of breathing was so obvious.

The closer he got to the end of the darkness, the more dazzling the white light became, and Bai Yun had to raise his hand to block the dazzling light.

The boy walked into the white light, and the surrounding scene seemed to change time and space.

Wisps of stars like smoke and fog are better than thousands of glasses, and like fluttering dust, gently lingering around the heavens and the earth, suddenly gathering and scattering, quietly flowing through the eyes, as if in the Milky Way and the sea of stars.

Countless sword seats fill the entire sword shrine, and the stars float and sink in thousands of swords, which is beautiful.

The boy couldn't believe his eyes, and said to himself, "Sword Shrine." ”

The young man casually pulled up a black-handled long sword that was obliquely inserted on the ground, and started quite heavy, with Ugin as the sword body made of pig iron, and the sword body was also engraved with the word Ouyang, Bai Yun had heard Lin Xueshu say that the swordsmen on the rivers and lakes love to engrave their names on the sword, and the epitaph of death is a truth, about this sword was matched by a swordsman surnamed Ouyang, as for why it appeared in this burial sword valley is unknown, the sword mound hides thousands of swords, and it is nonsense to want to follow the vine one by one to touch the poor roots and find the leaves.

After looking at it, the boy inserted the sword back into its original place.

Through the sword thicket, the young man is obsessed, there are many famous swords and good swords, the stars complement each other, and the hidden sword is dissolved, and the combination of the sword and the stars is indescribably beautiful.

"The swords here are all extraordinary, and they are thousands of times better than the iron sword in my hand. The boy exclaimed.

Buried sword mound hidden thousands of swords, even though they are all good swords that are difficult to find, but the young man did not have the idea of taking a handful of them, he is well versed in the Taoist sage's way of indisputable truth, even if you have thousands of swords, I do not fight with you nor are you greedy, the most suitable is the sword in the hand, even if it is an ordinary iron sword. The essence of kendo is the unity of human swords, and the swords that suit you can often communicate with your own heart, and although there are thousands of swords hidden in this sword mound, none of them can resonate with the young man.

As he walked, the boy found a huge stone tablet standing in the middle of the sword grove, so he was curious and walked around the sword grove and approached the stone tablet.

This stone stele that rises from the ground is about two zhang high, I don't know what kind of stone is made, the whole body is black and the surface is smooth and flawless, the stele is carved with several lines of text, like carved by the sword edge, the knife work is delicate and exquisite, the iron vertical and horizontal hook, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the young man carved the word on the fire pebble and one of them is dwarfed by the judgment immediately.

There is a sword in front of the stele, this sword is very different from the hidden sword in the sword mound, it is actually a strange looking wooden sword with a black body, and what is even more incomprehensible is that this wooden sword is firmly bound by two wrist-thick iron chains.

Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong... The wooden sword emits a pleasant wind chime.

The young man was amazed, and he didn't expect that it was this strange wooden sword that had led him all the way.

"How can I resonate with this sword?" The young man stepped forward and stretched out his hand to try to pull out the wooden sword, but the jet-black wooden sword was firmly bound by the iron chain thick at the wrist, and it did not move.

The boy raised his head again, and his gaze fell on the words of the stone tablet.

God, a sword through the ages, can open the sky, reclaim the sea, and cut off all the injustices in the world.

"It turns out that this wooden sword is the Shencha Sword that Lin said by his predecessors. The young man said secretly in his heart.

In desperation, the young man pulled out the iron sword in his hand and tried to cut the iron chains, but these two iron chains were extraordinary, they were made of black black iron, extremely hard, and the young man's kendo realm was not high, so it was a ridiculous conversation to cut these two iron chains.

The young man looked up at the stele again, and a thought came to his heart, and he took a step to the other side of the stele, and sure enough, there were also words engraved on the back of the stele.

I hide the sword here, just wait for someone who is destined, hold the sword of divine tea, kill the demons, and the world is uneven.

If you want to take the divine tea, calm your mind and breathe, resonate with the sword student, rest assured that you will hate and cut the shackles in your heart.

At the bottom right of the inscription is also engraved the name of the three-character person, green leaves.

This familiar name flashed through the boy's mind, but he couldn't remember who it was anyway.

The young man returned to the stele, sat cross-legged with the divine tea, put his hands on his knees and slowly closed his eyes, and calmed down and adjusted his breath according to the inscription.

After a few breaths, the boy felt the blood in his body expand, the blood boiling endlessly in the veins, and beads of sweat continued to slide down his forehead.

Shh。。。。。。 Shen Tu trembled violently for no reason, if it weren't for the two wrist-thick black chains, I am afraid that he would have broken out of the sheath and soared into the sky.

"White clouds. ”

As he meditated, the boy suddenly heard his name being called.

When I opened my eyes, the stars of the right people were floating and sinking, and the land of thousands of glasses disappeared, turning into a void and darkness everywhere.

"Who are you?" the boy said warily.

"Scared?" As soon as the words fell, a crane-bone fairy wind peach wood coiled green robe old dao walked out of the darkness, like a towering ancient pine standing in front of the young man.

"With a bun on your shoulder, you shouldn't be afraid. The white-haired old man smiled.

The young man looked dazed.

"Senior, but Elder Jixia?" Bai Yun wondered.

The demeanor of the old Taoist is quite similar to Li Chongshan, the peach wood is coiled, standing like a pine, and the immortal gas is spontaneously born.

"It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is that you are related to the gods. Lao Dao pinched his white beard and said.

"But I can't get the gods. The boy replied.

Lao Dao smiled slightly: "Just cut off the hatred in your heart." ”

"Do you have hatred in your heart?" asked the old man again before the young man could reply.

The boy was silent.

"This sword mound is a world opened up in the endless emptiness, boundless and dark, it will change with people's hearts, and the stars you just saw are exactly what you think in your heart. Lao Dao continued.

"You have a pure land in your heart, and it would be a pity if hatred blinded your heart. Lao Dao sighed.

"I... The boy lowered his head, his eyes twinkle.

He practiced swordsmanship day and night, sweat sprinkled all over the entire Feilai Peak, why did he practice swordsmanship so desperately? Did he really want to surpass Li Feng to be the first in the world that day? No, he wanted to avenge the gray-clothed old monk with his own hands, that's all.

Everything that the young man hid deep in his heart was broken by the old way.

"Try to let go of hatred, don't carry this burden anymore. Lao Dao said.

"The rise and fall of Bun Xia and even the world's Taoism are in your hands, everything is a heavenly opportunity, there is so much that Poor Dao can do and say, remember that today's things must not be said to outsiders, otherwise Bun Xia will usher in a greater disaster. Lao Dao sighed heavily and said: "It's time for the poor Dao to go, and the gods will be entrusted to you, I hope you can use it to cut off the injustices in the world." ”

Bai Yun raised his head in a daze, but the green-robed Taoist priest had already disappeared into the darkness.

The young man's thoughts were like the smoke and dust of the chaos, suddenly scattered and condensed.

With a flash of inspiration, the young man was taken aback, his mouth could almost stuff a fist, and the talented green-robed old dao was the previous master of the Divine Sword, and the hairy Xia who had risen in front of Jiazi taught Qingyezi. The young man woke up like a dream, and it turned out that the legend that there were immortals on Jixia Mountain who were reluctant to feather and ascend was true, but why did Qingye stay in this sword mound? He also said that Jixia is the fate of Taoism in the world is in his hands, not to mention the older generation of Jixia elders, there are many talented people in Jixia Sect, so he can't be counted as him.

In contemplation, the void faded, and the scene of stars rising and sinking and ten thousand swords appeared around again.

Cut off the hatred?

The young man cleared his distracting thoughts and closed his eyes again, but the kind face of the gray-clothed old monk lingered, and the white snow stained a large area of bright red was still vivid.

With a squeak, the boy clenched his fists tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

With the intention of raising a sword with hatred in his heart, the boy chose to cut the shackles instead of letting go of hatred.

The sword fell, and in an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and the incomparably hard black black iron chain suddenly fell apart, and the iron sword in the young man's hand also broke out and broke into two halves, and the remnant sword fell into the vast sword bush.

The boy immediately pulled out the divine tea, and almost at the same moment, thousands of stars with the young man as the core fluttered and sprinkled, and thousands of stars wrapped around the sword body and rotated rapidly, forming a vortex of aperture.

The boy was immediately sucked into the whirlpool.

"Little monster?" When the boy came to his senses again, he found himself and Little Bear lying on the edge of the fire egg pool, with a strange black wooden sword in their hands.

In the third watch of the night, the young man carried the little monster back to his residence with full doubts, everything was as usual in Feilaifeng, everyone was still sleeping soundly in their dreams, the ground was full of rain, and the flow of everything seemed to stop abruptly because the boy had strayed into the sword mound, and this time it began to circulate again, and the young man looked at the cold sword in his hand as if he had a dream.

Two meteors appeared in the night sky after the thunderstorm.

"Aobazi, you old fox, I knew I wouldn't play that game of chess with you back then. ”

"Hahaha... ”

These two meteors streaked across the sky and lit up half of the sky.