Early in the morning, Xile joyfully smashed open a shop, bought several ropes, and rushed back to the temple on the way out of town. I saw all the rascals and knights-errant looking at the sword on Shi Kong's back, but everyone shook their heads and said it was fake. I felt even more that this sword was not ordinary.

  The road is long when going, and the road is short when coming. We came to the temple with trepidation, and surprisingly, the temple gate was open. Xi Le said: It's over, we've been discovered. The abbot must be afraid that we'll climb the wall again and fall down.

  We hid outside the door and didn't dare to go in. Jile asked a little monk who was guarding the door, "What's going on?" The little monk said, "This is a big deal! Everyone inside has lined up already, Master and Fangzhang are waiting for you to come in."

  What's going on?

  Little Shifu said: It's all rumored that you three stole two stools and two bags of cotton from the temple and escaped in fear of punishment.

  At this time, the master's voice came: Come in, all of you, don't sneak around anymore.

  The two of us slowly bowed our heads and went in, slow because everyone was desperately trying to make excuses. The master was just about to get angry: You...

  Suddenly, the abbot and master were shocked with their mouths wide open, their beards almost falling off. They quickly called us into the room and kindly asked about what had happened. Then they said: "Do you know what that sword is? That's the sword everyone in Jianghu is looking for. The sword is called 'Ling', Ling Sword originally belonged to Wuling, the number one killer in Jianghu. Because it has seen too much blood and all its deeds are dark, the Ling Sword has been contaminated with extremely evil energy from the world. However, if you look at the scabbard, it was made from a divine tree that was most prosperous 100 years ago. It can be said to be a great convergence of good and evil. Therefore, as long as the sword is in the scabbard for more than an hour, when taken out, its energy can harm people. You can imagine how sharp the sword is.

  The master said, his eyes gleaming with intoxication, as he drew out the sword. Instantly, not a single person was in sight around them. The master continued, "However, this is ultimately just a legend." In fact, it's just a sword that has been polished to a high shine, representing status within the martial arts world. After the disappearance of the spirits, everyone fought over this sword for years, and many people died because of it. If you're not a top-notch expert, carrying this sword out would mean certain death. And yet, all of you young people managed to carry the sword back from the market without incident.

  The abbot said: It can be announced to the world, this sword will be temporarily kept by Shaolin, and the world can also be very peaceful. Indeed, there is no chaotic era, only chaotic people. In a prosperous and peaceful era, nothing can make a fuss about a sword killing, now it's considered settled.

  Then I took the initiative to show my master the poisonous darts I picked up from the road, and said to him: Master, look at these darts, they seem to be coated with City Destroying Poison.

  The master and the abbot were startled, and the sword fell to the ground. The master hastily ordered everyone to scatter, then urgently summoned the poison-identifying monk from the hidden weapons department, who was said to be able to identify any poison. Everyone had almost forgotten about that extraordinary sword, after all, a sword can only harm one person, but a rare poison can destroy an entire dynasty. The result of the identification was disappointing to everyone: the greenish-blue substance on the hidden weapon was due to its repeated use and the fact that it had always been stuck into bamboo, so it was just the color of the bamboo.

  Master asked me: Is that person's martial arts skills fierce or not? What school is it?

  I said: I don't know, I didn't make a move, he ran away after I bit him.

  Master exclaimed: Ah!

  Master asked: How did this person know you would sneak down the mountain? Even I didn't know.

  I said: I don't know either, maybe it's been lurking for a few years now.

  The master said: How did this person get such a sword?

  I said: I asked him and he said this indeed wasn't his sword.

  Master said: "Isn't it something you picked up? Has the world changed so much that the Spirit Sword is no longer popular this year? Can anyone pick one up casually? Can anyone carry one back casually?"

  At this time, someone came to report that there was a group of people outside the temple who had heard that someone had brought back the soul and asked Shaolin to give a formal response and show it off so that everyone would know whether it was true or not.

  The master exclaimed: The news spread quickly. Tell them, this is a real spirit, the spirit returns to Shaolin, and it can be considered as heaven's will, letting the Jianghu have less disputes from now on. Everyone doesn't need to fight for this sword anymore.