Zongzheng and Xian Qi walked into the entrance of the tunnel leading to the second dungeon in turn.

The second layer of the dungeon is obviously smaller than the first layer, and there are only three people imprisoned in it, one is the spirit of the Zongjian Sect Qu Zicheng, one is the Shaolin Sect Kuji Monk, and the other is not yet known, but he can be imprisoned in the same dungeon with Qu Zicheng and the Kuji Monk, which shows that his martial arts are very powerful.

Qu Zicheng, he is the most powerful person in the martial arts of the sect of the sword school, the swordsmanship cultivation is unparalleled, talented, is Shangguan's most valued disciple, and is also the preferred disciple of Shangguan to pass the mantle, when Shangguan left the most left sword 18 styles, in fact, he has been informed by him, his swordsmanship has long surpassed Lu Zhizhang, but, he has always been humble and polite, he still values Lu Zhizhang's feelings as the head, therefore, he has been covering up his swordsmanship cultivation, so, the world only when his swordsmanship is on par with Lu Zhizhang, until he met a real master, a competition, only to know that Qu Zicheng's swordsmanship is unmatched, so he was listed as a top master and imprisoned in the dungeon at the bottom.

Bitter Monk, the longest status of the senior monk of the bitter word generation, is the master of Shaolin martial arts, and is also the only closed disciple of Master Zhicong, but unfortunately, he did not get the true transmission of Master Zhicong's "Great Buddha Sutra", so the martial arts cultivation is still not comparable with the Zhicong master of the year, but it is also the most powerful monk in Shaolin martial arts today, and after being captured, he was naturally included in the ranks of the top masters and was imprisoned in the bottom dungeon.

The sound of pushing at the mouth of the tunnel reached the bottom, and Qu Zicheng and Kuji were only Mongolians, still quietly closing their eyes.

Zong Zheng and Xian Jie got closer and closer, the two looked at each other, and saw that there were four prisons in the dungeon, holding three people, the strange thing is that the three of them knew that someone had come in, but they were silent, their limbs were pulled by iron cables, but their faces were peaceful.

The dungeon was extremely bleak and calm, and Zong Zheng could clearly feel that the internal strength of these three people was extremely deep, and he couldn't feel their breathing and heartbeat at all with his own internal force cultivation, if this situation was not a dead person, then it could only mean that this person's internal force cultivation was extremely strong.

For seven years, they did not stop, and did not give up the idea of survival because of this bad situation, but calmed down and cultivated, maintained the hope of survival by practicing martial arts, and passed the boring life.

Gradually, they learned to be patient, to let go, to be detached, to be indifferent.

In the past seven years, they are no longer the same as they used to be, their minds have been polished like a pool of clear water, without waves or distracting thoughts;

Seven years, seven years of calmness, and seven years of cultivation and attainment of martial arts have already made their martial arts cultivation to a higher level.

Zong Zheng and Xian Jie looked at the three people in the prison, and Zong Zheng saw one of the monks with a bald head and a sad beard, and his cheeks were full of wrinkles but he was charitable and peaceful, and thought to himself: "This should be the Bitter Extreme Monk." Then he stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, are you the master of Kuji?"

Hearing the voice of a young Han man, Qu Zicheng and Kuji both opened their eyes slightly, although they were Han, they didn't know whether they were friends or foes after all, so Kuji still asked in an old accent: "Who are you?"

Zong Zheng replied: "My surname is Zong Mingzheng, I am a friend of the Sorrow Master, time is pressing, I don't have time to tell you more, rescue you first, and then explain to you in detail when I go back." So saying, he raised his sword and cut the iron cord on the door of the cell.

The long sword slashed a sword shadow by the candlelight, and the iron rope fell in response, and the nameless man in the prison next door saw the long sword, and immediately raised his head, as if the long sword in Zong Zheng's hand had aroused his attention, but only for a moment, he lowered his head again.

Zong Zhengfu raised his sword again and slashed at the iron cable on Kuji's body, just like the iron cable of the imprisoned master in the upper dungeon, the long sword hit the iron cable on Kuji's body, only a few sparks flashed, but the iron rope still did not move.

Zong Zheng was a little annoyed, and sighed: "It's the same iron cable." ”

Kuji said peacefully: "This iron rope is made of the iron of Xuanhan, and it needs to be split by the combined force of the two weapons of the pole, the anode and the yin, but I don't know if there is such a weapon in this world." ”

"Hahahahaha," Ku Ji had just finished speaking, and a burst of laughter came from the prison next door, Zong Zheng turned around in accordance with the sound, and saw that the person who laughed wildly was covered with white hair, and he really couldn't see clearly, but this person was obviously bound by four more iron locks than the other two.

Zong Zheng moved a few steps to the prison next door, and asked the nameless senior, "I don't know what you are laughing at, senior?"

"I can't imagine that there are people in the world who have such insight. He said coldly,

Zong Zheng seemed to hear the meaning, and asked rhetorically: "Could it be that the predecessors also know the way to break this iron lock?"

The nameless senior replied, "What the master said just now is right, but I know more than him. ”

"The senior hurriedly told the junior, and the junior can also save you out. Zong Zheng immediately responded eagerly,

The man couldn't help but laugh maniacally again, "Hahahahaha, it's useless to say it, you can't find those two swords at all." ”

Zong Zheng asked anxiously, "What kind of sword is it?"

"Do you know the Five Elements Sword, a hairy boy?" the nameless senior suddenly asked seriously,

"Five Elements Sword?" Qu Zicheng and Kuji were stunned in their hearts.

Zong Zheng remembered the two weapons of the extreme yang and yin that the bitter pole monk said, and suddenly realized: "But the water ice sword and the fire flame sword?"

The nameless senior was surprised when he heard this, "You are young, how can you know these two swords?"

Zong Zheng explained: "To be honest, what I am holding in my hand is the Fire Flame Sword, and what the girl next to me is holding is the Water Ice Sword. ”

After hearing this, the nameless senior immediately questioned: "No, it's impossible!

In the heart of the nameless predecessor, he has always retained the impression that the Five Elements Sword is unopened, and in addition, the light in the dungeon is dim, so although he paid attention to Zongzheng's sword, he finally dispelled the expectations in his heart.

Therefore, he still didn't believe that the sword in Zong Zheng's hand was the Fire Flame Sword.

Zong Zheng held his sword to slash the iron lock of the cage of the nameless senior, and raised the long sword in his hand close to his eyes.

"Show me the hilt of the sword!" shouted the nameless senior,

Zong Zheng reversed the blade of the sword, turned the hilt upward, and explained: "This sword was not originally like this, but we accidentally touched the bead on the top of the hilt, and then, the sword retreated into what it is now!"

The nameless senior looked at the bead that had been recessed into the hilt of the sword, and listened to Zongzheng's explanation, his whole body suddenly boiled, and the hair that had fallen on his face immediately flew on both sides, and a face about thirty years old was revealed in front of Zongzheng.

Zong Zheng was very close to the nameless senior, he looked at the nameless senior's face, and his heart was shocked, "Your voice is obviously the voice of an old man, and your hair is already gray, why is your face so young." ”

The nameless senior didn't explain, but smiled excitedly: "Hehehehe, Master is not wrong at all, you are the new holy star, I finally waited for you." ”

Zong Zheng was puzzled, "I can't understand a word of what my predecessors said. ”

The nameless senior did not explain what Fang Cai himself said, and responded: "Since the two swords have been opened, as long as you combine the two swords and combine the skills of the two of you, you will definitely be able to split the Xuanhan iron rope that binds us." ”

Zong Zheng raised the sword in his hand, glanced at the nameless predecessor again, some hesitation and questioning, after a moment of silence, he still gave Xianjie a look, Xianjie raised his sword and stepped forward, the two looked at each other, and used their internal force together, and the two swords combined to cut the iron rope on the nameless senior.

The fierce sword aura rushed to his face, the hair of the nameless predecessor flew lightly, and the iron rope broke off like a thin rope under the combined blade of the two swords.

Zong Zheng and Xian Jie's eyes widened, they seemed to think of the situation when the two swords combined in the Hall of Bliss broke the formation that day, and they remembered that it was by combining the two swords that they split the golden wire net, and suddenly they suddenly opened up.

After all the iron cables on his body were removed, the nameless predecessor immediately used his hands to gather the qi of the dantian, and shook all the silver needles that had been inserted in the Guan Yuan acupoint in his body for seven years, and the silver needles were shaken away, some were directly inserted into the wall, and some were hit on the iron pillar of the cage, and they fell to the ground.

It turned out that their various acupoints had already been sealed by silver needles, and their limbs were pulled by the Xuantie, so that they could not use the power to force the silver needles on the Xuanyuan Acupoints.

Zong Zheng, Xian Qi, Qu Zicheng and Ku Ji were shocked when they saw such a deep internal force of their nameless predecessors, and even Qu Zicheng couldn't help but sigh: "What a deep internal force. ”

Ku Ji also exclaimed: "I didn't expect that the person who was locked up with us was actually a top master. ”

Zong Zheng heard the admiration of the two, and looked puzzled, he asked Master Kuji, "Don't you know each other?"

"When we came here, he was already imprisoned here, and we haven't spoken a word for all these years. ”

Xianjie saw that there was already a way to remove the iron cable, so she hurriedly pulled the placket of Zongzheng's clothes and reminded: "Brother Zheng, you must save people quickly." ”

Only then did Zong Zheng realize that he had been delayed for a long time, so he and Xianjie split the iron ropes of Qu Zicheng and Master Kuji in turn.

After the iron ropes that bound the two of them were all removed, the two of them also luckily shook the silver needles of the Guan Yuan acupoints in various places in their bodies, and their bodies and minds suddenly refreshed.

Zong Zheng and Xian Jie could feel that the internal strength of the two of them was also amazing, and they finally realized why the three of them were imprisoned in the more secret dungeon on the second floor.

"A few seniors, this place is not suitable for a long time, there are still many people on it who have not yet removed the iron cables, we have to leave here quickly!" Zong Zheng said,

The three of them never thought that they would have a chance to leave here, but they were still worried, because they knew that the biggest constraint was not the iron ropes on their bodies, but the four of them.