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Monk Hanguang fainted, and the sword was in my hand.

I don't know what happened in front of me in front of me when I was stuck in a strange space, but the results are good.

I hurriedly told the pandas about their current situation, and the Night General asked me if they could open their eyes, but I couldn't tell why.

However, at this time, the ancient sword in my hand suddenly underwent a strange change, the eye at the heart of my chest seemed to begin to absorb the energy on the ancient sword, and the red light on the sword gradually receded, and the entire long sword seemed to return to normal, gradually, I saw the most primitive appearance of this ancient sword. When it stopped shining, I saw that it was actually carved from a cherished red wood......

"The red light on the sword has dissipated, try to open your eyes......" I whispered.

The Night General was the most daring, opening his eyes first, followed by the panda.

The two of them didn't dare to look at the ancient sword in my hand, but first glanced tentatively at it.

Something magical happened, and after this person glanced at the ancient sword a few times, there seemed to be no adverse reactions.

"Doesn't seem to have an impact?" Panda asked excitedly, "In this way, this ancient sword has been conquered by you, Yang Ye?" ”

I smiled lightly, recounted what had just happened, and said, "I'm sure not enough to conquer this treasure, but I can see that we are still fated." ”

The Night General looked pensive, and thought that everything I had just seen had never appeared out of thin air, and that it must have some deeper meaning.

But even if General Night is right, I don't have time to think about what these images represent.

I hurriedly walked to Li Xuanji's side, bent down to help poor him, pinched his middle man fiercely, and woke him up.

After Li Xuanji woke up, he scolded, of course, the old monk Hanguang who was not authentic.

I told Li Xuanji that Master Hanguang had fainted, and it should be the Ancient Divine Sword, and this sword was already in my hands at this time.

Li Xuanji was still dizzy, and he couldn't accept such a large amount of information for a while, and he pondered it alone for a long time before he understood what I meant.

Looking at the monk Hanguang who fell to the ground and was unconscious, Li Xuanji was angry and funny, not knowing what to do with this old friend.

However, when Li Xuanji was abandoned by the entire Maoshan back then, Monk Hanguang did not dislike him, and now that Monk Hanguang is controlled by the magic sword, he will naturally not abandon Hanguang.

Outside, there was still a bloody battle between the tomb robbers affected by the magic sword, and we really couldn't stand idly by, so before they made a big mistake, we formed a guerrilla team to infiltrate the courtyard outside, knocking these people out one by one, and temporarily stopping this absurd and terrifying farce.

The night finally ended, and in the end we found that the original monks of the Great Light Temple were imprisoned in several small warehouses, although these monks also lost their minds, but they did not have the strong anger of the tomb robbers, and did not kill each other, at most they were only injured.

The sun rises very early on Mount Huangshan.

Li Xuanji suggested that we put these delirious people in the courtyard of the temple to bask in the sun. He said that it was very likely that the ancient sword had been sealed in the ancient tomb for many years and had been contaminated with evil spirits, and the reason why these people suffered from madness was also because of this evil spirit.

The sunlight helps to dispel these dark forces from the depths of the earth, and may make them better.

Li Xuanji's judgment was correct, among these people, Master Hanguang was the first to wake up.

When he got up from the ground, he coughed a few times and spat out a large mouthful of thick phlegm.

Then he saw us, and he also saw the mess in the Great Light Temple.

When he saw me holding the ancient sword in my hand, he suddenly burst into tears...... A monk who has attained enlightenment in his late teens is now crying like a child, the scene is both sad and embarrassing.

Soon after, the rest of the people woke up one by one, and they were no longer unconscious as they had been last night. But the scary thing is that when they wake up, they all have memories of last night's madness. That is, they know what they did after losing their minds last night.

This was painful for them, especially the tomb robbers who had killed their companions with their own hands, even if they had no principles, they were accustomed to seeing life and death, but the thought of their companions dying at their own hands made their hearts tormented.

The Buddhist temple is supposed to be a place for people to redeem themselves and seek psychological comfort, but this temple seems to have the opposite effect, and everything is actually due to the most self-desired human beings.

Even the abbot of this ancient temple, Master Hanguang, was on the verge of collapse at this time. If my guess is correct, it must have been his own greed that caused all this......

Li Xuanji took me to Master Hanguang, who wiped away his tears and apologized in a low voice.

I didn't know exactly why he apologized, but I nodded my head anyway.

Li Xuanji said: "Hanguang, you should remember what happened last night, this young man is the real owner of this sword, and it was he who restrained the energy in this sword in time and saved your life, I think this sword should be kept by him, what do you think?" ”

Master Hanguang nodded again and again, without any objection.

But it can be seen that the master's mental state is very bad now, and it seems that the whole person is about to collapse.

After explaining the matter of the ancient sword, Li Xuanji dragged us aside again. He whispered that Master Hanguang's condition was very bad now, and the tomb robbers were still here and had not left, so he wanted to stay here and take care of this old friend.

Of course we agreed, and proposed to accompany Li Xuanji.

However, Li Xuanji rejected our proposal, saying that the situation in Shanghai was more urgent, and Chen Qingyi could make a comeback at any time, and Rao Xiaoyan alone might not be able to resist the treacherous and cunning Chen Qingyi.

In the final analysis, what Li Xuanji misses most in his heart is Sister Rao, and he can't let Sister Rao be in the slightest danger.

He said that since I have found a suitable blade for myself, let's go back quickly, Chen Qingyi is my biggest enemy now.

I had no choice but to promise Li Xuanji, take Panda and General Ye, drive away the car we rented when we came, and let Li Xuanji stay on Huangshan alone.

I don't know when we will meet in the future. In fact, I also know in my heart that Li Xuanji was rejected by Sister Rao again when he was in Shanghai, which made him sad and discouraged, and even desperate.

For Li Xuanji, instead of going back and continuing to bear Sister Rao's white eyes, it is better to stay here and calm down. There is no doubt that the environment of Huangshan is suitable for people to relax.

On the way back, General Night was wondering what the magic of this ancient divine sword was. In fact, after I absorbed the red light on the ancient sword, this ancient blade seemed to become indistinct, not much different from the usual peachwood sword.

I happened to mention that this sword seemed to be somewhat similar to the sword of the armored samurai recorded on the sheepskin in the shipwreck in Zhoushan, but General Night said that it only meant that the two blades were the products of the same era, but could not explain anything else.

But no matter what, I seem to have a natural understanding with this sword.

The panda asked me if I wanted to give this ancient sword a name.

I shook my head and said I hadn't thought of it yet.

The rest of the time we tried to come up with a suitable and overbearing name, but we never came to a conclusion.

It was almost dusk and sunset when we finally returned to Shanghai.

I talked to Sister Rao on the phone in the car, and Sister Rao and Rouge Yaksha were still safe.

After entering the door, a few of us went to Sister Rao's house to report safety. Sister Rao breathed a long sigh of relief when she learned that Li Xuanji did not come back with us......

I don't know why, Sister Rao just hates Li Xuanji very much. This may be a kind of fear, maybe Sister Rao has something unspeakable that she can't face Li Daochang.

We told what we saw and heard on this trip to Huangshan, and Rouge Yaksha and Sister Rao listened attentively.

However, just as the story was about to reach the key plot, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The panda was closest to the door and rushed to open it, but when the door opened, there was no one outside.

It's just that at the foot of the door, there is a cardboard box, and a sticky note is pasted on the cardboard box, and it seems that there are still words written on it......