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Chen Xi took the rope and saw that Silang was fighting with the blade, he was stunned and did not know what to do.

"It seems like this blade doesn't have much to do with those four loyal souls." Seeing the four black figures stunned, Yu Jingyan thought in his heart.

As a blade wielding expert, he clearly understood the meaning of this blade in front of him — this was a genuine peerless treasured blade.

As for why the unique treasured blade would make life difficult for him, Silang did not understand either. He only knew that he had to ruthlessly teach the blade a lesson …

"Oh my god, Kang District's fastest blade is clashing with a blade, and our Quick Blade Master Silang does not seem to be a match for that blade …" Yu Jingyan felt that his logic was a little messed up, he did not know if he was shocked by the scene in front of him or it was caused by the black shadow hitting his head.

"According to the old man, in order to tame the most arrogant wild horse, one must ride on its body, and no matter how much it kicks, rushes, or stops, one must not loosen one's grip, and one must tightly grip the horse's mane, tightly clench its legs, and engage in a strong and patient battle with it until the wild horse is completely exhausted. The sword in front of it is like a galloping wild horse, while I, who is fighting with it, am a trainer riding on its body. Heh, I don't believe that I won't be able to get rid of a blade with my fastest blade in Kang District! " Silang thought.

Right now, Silang who was fighting with the treasured blade, looked extremely similar to a trainer who had tamed a wild horse. As for whether or not Silang could handle this treasured blade, no one could say.

The four shadows did not stop him. They had a strange feeling that the young man in front of them was not simple at all. He seemed like the hero from back then who refused to give in and would stand up straight even if he were to die in battle …

Silang's strength was being depleted bit by bit, at the same time, he realised that the attack of the blade was not as sharp as before.

"There's a chance! Hehe, my darling, I'd like to see how capable you are!" Silang's heroic spirit soared to the sky, although the tibetan knife in his hand had already shattered, but he still continued to use his two hands to slap the back of his blade, to wear down the hostility on his blade.

"Come at me!"

Silang bellowed, and the blade flew straight towards his chest, he did not dodge, but extended his left hand to take the chance, and grabbed the flying blade with his left hand. He used his clever move, putting most of his palm on the blade's back, if not, he would have sliced off half of his palm.

Even so, his fingers were still cut by the treasured saber, and blood stained the treasured saber. At the same time, his right hand suddenly grasped onto the hilt of the treasured saber …

Just like that, Silang grabbed onto the handle of the blade with one hand and the other hand the back of the blade with one hand.

Silang used all his strength to run, but the blade was holding onto him with all his might, the force on the blade was greater than his, so he held onto the blade so that it spun in circles, around Silang.

"Lao Chen, is Silang doing a wok village (three great Tibetan folk dance)?" Yu Jingyan said.

Chen Xi shook his head, his mouth wide open in shock.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Silang only felt all the strength in his body being drained. Suddenly, the treasured blade in his hand stopped spinning, and no longer had any strength left.

Silang's body fell to the ground and hugged his blade tightly.

The corner of his mouth slightly lifted as he said tiredly, "Kid, have you given in now?"

Seeing that Silang and his treasured blade had finally stopped, Yu Jingyan and Chen Xi immediately went forward, and the four black figures instantly floated over.

"What are you doing? Don't think about taking advantage of me!" Yu Jingyan said with a straight face.

He was very clear that the current Silang was completely exhausted, and in front of these four black figures, he and Chen Xi could not even last a minute.

Yu Jingyan and Chen Xi were on full alert, and an unexpected scene occurred.

The four black figures surrounded Silang and knelt down at the same time. The leader said, "Master, you have finally come …"

The other black shadow knelt beside Silang and shakily raised Silang's left wrist …

"Milord, it's really you. It's really you …" The shadow sobbed.

The other three black figures also came over to show their full respect for Silang's left wrist. Yu Jingyan, Silang and Chen Xi were deeply puzzled by this scene.

"Brothers, are you alright?" Yu Jingyan asked.

The leading black shadow said with a trembling voice, "Sir, this general has waited here for eighty years. You have finally returned …" Master, do you still remember us? "

The rest of the black figures all cried, but Silang's face was at a loss. He said: "What are you all doing, you must have recognized the wrong person, quickly put my hand down, do not let me get close to you …"

"Master, we did not recognize the wrong person, you are the master Fu Changqing who we have waited for eighty years! "Perhaps you already do not remember us, and do not know your past identity, but we are all your most loyal subordinates …"

The weeping of the loyal soul resounded throughout the world, and countless tombs began to cry.

Yu Jingyan took a glance at Silang's left wrist. There was a deep scar on his left wrist.

"These loyal souls view Silang as Fu Changqing. Could it be that Fu Changqing's left wrist also has a similar scar?" Yu Jingyan thought.

Although they were not clear about the situation, Yu Jingyan and the rest knew that these loyal souls would probably not make things difficult for them anymore.

"All ten thousand ghosts cry together, this is the situation you are talking about." Yu Jingyan thought.

That, fellow brothers, my name is Silang, it has nothing to do with the Master Fu Changqing that you all are talking about, you all recognised the wrong person. Silang said awkwardly.

"No, I will never recognize the wrong person, eighty years, I have been waiting here for eighty years just for your return. My lord, although you are no longer the same person as before, your looks and strength have undergone a qualitative change, but please believe me, Master Saber, this saber has been with you for more than forty years, even if we recognize the wrong person, the treasured Saber will definitely not recognize the wrong person!" The voice of the black shadow was incomparably firm.

Silang scratched his head, looked at the blade in his hand, and was a little troubled: "Alright, since you all insist that I am your lord, then I will no longer try to defend myself."

"Master, since you're back, there's no need for me to continue guarding this place. We've been here for 80 years, and we've suffered the Yin wind and the scorching sun. Now, it's time for us to leave!"

"Yes, the lord has returned. There is no point in us staying here. We should enter the cycle of reincarnation again."

"I can't believe we have to wait for the Lord! Hahaha, the heavens have eyes, the heavens have eyes!"

Yu Jingyan suddenly realized that the voices of the four black figures had become quieter and quieter, and the weeping of the surrounding tombs had stopped as well.

He raised his head and saw that the four shadows gradually became thinner. They gradually became translucent and transparent, and eventually disappeared without a trace …

The crying stopped completely.

Silang sat up with difficulty and asked: "Brother Yu, where are the loyal souls?"

Yu Jingyan: "Their wishes have been fulfilled, it's time for them to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Iron courage hero, buried bones in other villages, green hills and grass, loyal soul constant companion. Fu Changqing is indeed worthy of being called a first class great hero. Even though he had already been dead for eighty years, he still had four loyal souls protecting his left and right … "

Silang asked, "Then what are their wishes, and how did they end them?"

Yu Jingyan pointed to the blade in his hand, and said: "Seems like they are waiting for the blade's new owner to appear, you followed this blade for half a night, and finally submitted to it. The loyal souls thought that you were Fu Changqing's reincarnation, and ended their wish."

Silang nodded his head in a daze. He did not know Fu Changqing, and this was the first time he had heard of this person. After seeing the introduction of Fu Changqing on Mu Zhi Ming, Silang felt admiration towards him.

"They probably recognized the wrong person, I am not Fu Changqing's reincarnation, I am's fastest blade!" Silang said.

"Let me see this knife." Yu Jingyan said.

Silang handed the treasured blade over to Yu Jingyan. The moment he received the blade, Yu Jingyan suddenly realized that the treasure that he had sensed with his Treasure Seeking Arts was the treasured blade in his hand, not the Nine eyes Heavenly Bead.

"The treasured blade contains extremely powerful energy, this energy is pure and majestic, and it also exposes a strong sense of righteousness. With it in hand, Silang can truly unleash the power of the Wolf Slaying Sabre!" Yu Jingyan said happily.

The three of them circled the treasured blade. The blade had a sheath that was four feet two inches long, and weighed more than eight kilograms. The style of the blade was regular and simple, and there were two small words carved on the handle of the blade — — Changqing.

"Silang, looks like this is indeed Fu Changqing's blade, the treasured blade is famous, and its name is Changqing." Yu Jingyan said.

Silang took back his Changqing's treasured blade, and a sense of responsibility and honor involuntarily arose.

"To be able to obtain the blade of the hero Fu Changqing, I am truly lucky. Brother Yu, back then, if I had had the Evergreen Saber in my hands, that puppet would have never been my match to my Wolf Slaying Sabre!" Silang said confidently.

Yu Jingyan nodded his head and said: "I've said it before, the name wolf slaying sword technique is too vulgar. Now that you have obtained the treasured blade, Changqing, I think you should change the blade technique to Evergreen Saber Arts.

Silang hurriedly replied: "I'll listen to you."

Chen Xi stretched his back and said: "At least I didn't make this trip in vain. Lao Yu, this is the treasure that your Treasure Seeking Arts sensed, right?"

Yu Jingyan, with Changqing by your side, you will no longer fear evil spirits in the future! "

Silang's face was full of excitement, as if he really wanted to use the Evergreen Saber s to behead demons and exterminate demons to find the Nine eyes Heavenly Bead …

"The Guardian of the Loyal Soul has rushed to reincarnate. Let's return as well." Chen Xi said.

Unknowingly, the chilly wind had already dispersed. The three of them went back to the car and took off their down coats. Only then did they realize that their clothes had already been drenched in cold sweat.

"Are we still on our way tonight?" Chen Xi asked.

Yu Jingyan: "Return to Cangbaron Temple, this old man has to find the Old Chiba to ask about the situation."

After getting the treasure, Silang could not bear to let go of the Evergreen Saber. He caressed the treasured blade and asked: Brother Yu, when this blade appeared, it emitted a red light.

Yu Jingyan: "In my opinion, it is the blade's own blade light. When you can reproduce that blood-red blade light, we will directly perform at the Barkhor Street, I think it will definitely be more profitable than selling Heavenly Bead s."

"What a waste." Chen Xi coldly snorted.

The three of them once again arrived in front of the Cangbaron Temple and knocked on the door with a "Clang Clang".

"Who is it?" The High Lama's voice came from the courtyard.

"It's me. We're not going to catch a night off. Let's rest here for the night." Yu Jingyan said.

The monk heard Yu Jingyan's voice and opened the gate. Seeing the three people in a sorry state, he immediately said, "Come in, it's not safe outside!"

Yu Jingyan smiled slightly, thinking that although this monk had a smelly face, his heart was very kind.

After the three of them entered the courtyard, the High Lama was about to close the gate when he noticed that the chilly wind had disappeared.

He did not understand and brought the three into the main hall, where only the old monk meditated on the prayer mat while the other monks slept.