Bai Yusen frowned and thought: "I didn't go in. I just pushed the door and was forced out by the sword ghost. I only know that there are several large pillars in front of the underground palace."

Zuo Chongming thought for a moment and said in deep thought: "If my prediction is correct, that's where the sword furnace should be."

Bai Yusen suddenly realized: "Sword furnace? A place where weapons are forged and refined?"

"Almost." Zuo Chongming nodded indifferently.

"What do you mean almost?"

Bian Yunqing curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and the strength in his hands subconsciously became stronger.

"Move gently."

Zuo Chongming frowned slightly, raised his hand and patted it backwards, but accidentally touched something quite elastic, warm and soft...

"ah……"

Bian Yunqing's pretty face turned red, she shrank back like a rabbit, and she gritted her teeth and cursed: "You dirty bastard, where are you touching?"

"The sword furnace in the Sword Pavilion is not only used for refining weapons."

Zuo Chongming calmly retracted his hand and explained: "It can also be used to refine the body and the mind, but it requires special materials and methods."

"People from Jiange still practice physical training?"

Bai Yusen was surprised: "I remember that the cultivation methods in ancient times were different from those now. Jiange is not famous for body training, right?"

"This is one of the cultivation methods of Jiange."

Zuo Chongming pondered and said: "To put it simply, you think of yourself as a sword, which can only be formed after thousands of tempers."

"It has the same effect as martial arts horizontal training."

"Okay, I've compiled it."

Bian Yunqing let go of his hand and sat aside angrily: "The dignified champion marquis actually cares so much about this skin like a woman."

"gone."

"Save my sister?"

"If you meet her, save her. If you don't meet her, it's bad luck for her."

"Why are you like this? You just promised..."

"Think about it again, have I promised?" Zuo Chongming glanced at her and said calmly: "I want you to tell me what happened first."

Bian Yunqing clenched her fists tightly and glared at him with red eyes: "You...you know how to bully me."

Zuo Chongming rolled his eyes: "Fairy Bian, you were once the master of Xuanjian Sect, why are you becoming more and more unstable now?"

"It's not you yet..."

The more Bian Yunqing talked, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but roll up his sleeves, revealing two pink and white forearms, and clenched his fists to hit him.

Zuo Chongming interrupted: "Don't spit on others with your blood. We have no special relationship. I have always treated you with great courtesy, and I have never gone beyond it."

Bian Yunqing put his hands on his hips angrily: "Bah, just now you were... forget it, just say whether you want to go or not?"

"I just said, I will save you if you encounter someone."

Zuo Chongming frowned. He felt that this woman was a little abnormal.

In the past, Bian Yunqing's impression on him was that she was elegant, calm and dignified. Since breaking through the city wall, she has become less and less reserved.

No, strictly speaking, it should be that I became less and less reserved in front of him.

It's a bit like putting it out there? Broken jars and smashing them?

I really can't understand it.

…

After a short rest, the reorganized trio set out.

On the way back, Zuo Chongming killed a few wandering sword ghosts by the way.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the ruins.

"Huh?"

Zuo Chongming stood in front of the crack and paused silently.

"What's wrong?"

When Bian Yunqing saw him stopping, he thought some danger was approaching and subconsciously raised his vigilance.

"nothing."

Zuo Chongming raised his eyelids and silently scanned the blurry outline of the mountains.

The Guhong Sword was pointing in the same direction as the Underground Palace Sword Furnace, so he took Yunqing and the others with him.

He originally thought that the Guhong Sword pointed to Hanhai Peak, but he never thought that it actually pointed to the Sword Furnace.

Duguhong went to Jianlu?

What is this guy doing at the sword furnace?

Silently suppressing his thoughts, he motioned to Bai Yusen to lead the way and entered the crack sideways.

As soon as he came in, Zuo Chongming could feel the obvious coldness and humidity. The stone walls on both sides were also wet, and there was the sound of water dripping from time to time.

Bian Yunqing followed him and asked: "The humidity is very heavy here, and it's even worse down there. Are you sure this is a sword furnace?"

"Moisture has nothing to do with sword furnaces."

Zuo Chongming frowned: "How many years ago was the ancient sword pavilion? The ground fire in this sword furnace was extinguished long ago. Isn't it normal to be wet?"

The three of them were very fast and quickly passed through the narrow corridor and came to many forks.

"There."

Bai Yusen pointed in the direction and said as he walked: "When we escaped, we got separated from my sister near here. That way she went..."

Zuo Chongming stared at the remaining scratches on the stone wall, then looked at the side road: "Is this road leading to the underground palace?"

Bai Yusen was surprised: "How do you know?"

Zuo Chongming said firmly: "Scratch, your sister should have been taken back."

"What?" Bian Yunqing was stunned.

Zuo Chongming raised his chin: "She must have been dragged into this road. She struggled and dug her hands into the stone wall, leaving scratch marks."

Bai Yusen was puzzled: "But why are the sword ghosts arresting my sister?"

"I don't know, let's go in and have a look."

Zuo Chongming walked towards the fork in the road first, his right hand resting lightly on the hilt of his sword, seemingly casually.

"laugh……"

Suddenly an illusory, translucent hand protruded from the stone wall, holding the rusty sword stuck on the ground, and suddenly stabbed Bai Yusen's calf.

However, just in the middle of the movement, a golden light appeared out of thin air, and it clicked on the hand, causing a scream of screams.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the screams echoed in the densely crisscrossed corridors.

Immediately afterwards, a scalp-numbing scene appeared.

But they saw twisted, translucent hands suddenly stretching out from the surrounding stone walls and grabbing at them frantically.

"hehe……"

Seeing this horrifying scene, Zuo Chongming had a smile on his face and murmured softly: "You've been exposed."

Before he finished speaking, the vast sky suddenly brightened, and the thick Buddha's light suddenly spread like a tide. Accompanied by the sound of chanting, it swept all directions instantly.

Boom!!

The already structurally unstable underground suddenly trembled and rumbled due to the surging air waves.

As if it was an eight-magnitude earthquake, gravels of different sizes crashed down, and thick dust mixed with the smell of dampness sprinkled down.

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Zuo Chongming took half a step forward, facing the corridor filled with countless ghost hands, and lightly pointed out his finger.

The violent sword energy burst out, clanging sounds one after another, and in an instant, thousands of sword shadows poured out, like a waterfall pouring out from the sky.

Wherever the sword element passes, the sword ghost howls and shatters, the gravel is crushed into powder, the wild hunting storm roars, and turns into a storm and a furious dragon with its head raised and roaring...

In just the blink of an eye, Bai Yusen and the two saw that the winding corridor was suddenly cut into a straight cylindrical road.

Through the end of the long road, they could clearly see the outline of the underground palace.

"..."

Bai Yusen opened his mouth and swallowed with difficulty.

He really wanted to say, why can they do this?

Most people would be extremely cautious when exploring a place like this, for fear of being trapped by an agency.
To be continued...