The old man looked embarrassed, "This..."

“Is it inconvenient?”

"It's not inconvenient," the old man seemed to be thinking about how to speak, "It's..."

Feng Xiaoqi thought that it might be asking for money, and hurriedly said, "We also brought some gifts--"

"No, no, no, little girl, you're wrong." The old man's private suddenly sank, "If you don't eliminate disasters and relieve difficulties, you will accept money. It's not considered incense and fire immortals, but bribes. We never accept such bribes. If the immortal knows, we will also be punished..."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Feng Xiaoqi took back the purse that he had just taken out.

Feng Yan whispered, "Then what are you trying to make a difficult situation? It's fine if your father-in-law said it bluntly."

"Then...then I'll just say it." The old man's eyes turned to the Shenshang sword on Wei Xingzhen's waist, "Your sword..."

Wei Xingzhen took off the sword around his waist, "Do you want this sword?"

"Hey, no, no..." The old man waved his hand quickly, "How could I open this mouth! I just have been a hunter for my whole life and have a lot of research on swords, guns, swords and halberds. Your sword is not an ordinary thing at first glance... I wonder if I can hold it in my hand and take a good look?"

"please."

Wei Xingzhen took off the sword from his waist and handed it to the old man.

The old man carefully wiped his hands on his clothes before taking the Shenshang sword with both hands. His throat moved and he couldn't help but exclaim one after another.

"That's great...that's great."

Feng Yan quietly watched the greed spread on the old man.

"That's right," the old man raised his head, "Watching the sword is like making friends on weekdays. When there are too many people around him, he will lose his meditation because of the noise... Although some words may be offensive, I still want to open this mouth, but I don't know if the Lord can agree."

"You said." Wei Xingzhen replied softly.

"Can I take your sword to the next room to review?"

"Of course." Wei Xingzhen picked up the teacup, "Please give me some advice."

The old man left with his sword in his arms, and the room became quiet.

"...Why is Lord Wei so generous?" Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen unexpectedly, remembering the old man's eyes radiating with his eyes just now, she frowned gently, "You are not afraid-"

"It's okay." Wei Xingzhen whispered, "A Yan doesn't have to worry about this, he can't take it away."

After a moment, Feng Yan felt a burst of ecstasy of a demon fox hidden in this mountain temple, and accompanied by a prank-like pride.

...Is it because of the Shenshang Sword?

Just when Feng Yan was confused, the old man also came back with a sword in his arms.

He put the sword in front of Wei Xingzhen with a respectful expression and thanked him repeatedly.

Feng Yan looked at the "Shen Shang" he took back - always felt that... this thing looked something wrong.

Wei Xingzhen's sharp sword half-pulled, and then hung it back to his waist.

"So now, can we go around the mountain temple?"

"Yes, but I suggest you come back at night." The old man showed a kind smile. "I just got the news that we, the immortal, will come back tonight. If you come at that time, I can help you two referrals - by the way, madam, aren't you just in poor health and need the immortal's advice?"

"Ah, yes." Feng Xiaoqi replied-she almost forgot about the things she had slandered before.

"However, we are the ones who are the ones who meet people, and there are rules." The old man's face returned to calmness. "He only saw two people at one time, so..."

"I understand..." Feng Yan nodded, "I'll just come with my husband that night."

Feng Xiaoqi sighed without regrets - the three thousand years old demon fox!

Even if you can't beat your tail, it's good to see what it looks like!

"Okay, I will wait for two at the intersection below." The old man bowed and said, "If the three of you have nothing else, then..."

"I'm upset." Feng Yan also bowed to the old man, "Let's come back tonight."

...

At the original fork, Going and Du Kuangfeng had been waiting on the horse for a long time.

Before getting on the car, Feng Yan spoke with some concern, "Mr. Wei, can you let me see your sword?"

Wei Xingzhen smiled, "No need to see it, it's fake."

Feng Yan was not surprised by this result, but in such a short time, he created a sword that looked similar to that of a person who could deceive his master - probably it was also an illusion.

She looked at Wei Xingzhen, "Is that Shenshang Sword very well-known?"

"I don't know much. I once met a swordsman in the mountains and insisted on giving it to me, so I took it."

"On Mount Daizong?"

"no."

Feng Yan wanted to ask again, Xiaoqi had already poked his head out of the carriage, "Sister, aren't you getting in the car?"

"Here you come." Feng Yan said softly.

She held Wei Xingzhen's hand into the cart, and the carriage set off again and headed towards Tianji Palace deep in Daizong Mountain.

The deeper you go into the hinterland, the smoother the road. The mountain road here is no longer flattened loess like before. The ground is embedded with regular stone bricks, and the carriage walking on it is no different from the roads in Chang'an and Luoyang.

Feng Xiaoqi lay down at the window and looked at her feet. On the other side was Shanyuan.

The road is very wide and can accommodate three carriages to drive side by side. However, since he really entered the territory of Daizong Mountain, Feng Xiaoqi has never seen anyone other than their own convoys.

There should be very few people who drive in and out of this road on weekdays.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaoqi sighed. I don’t know how much money and ointment it took to build such a mountain road—and so on.

No, she suddenly realized that this place was incomparable to the Middle Ages she remembered!

If you really meet a tough guy, you can also move mountains overnight.

Hi……

Xiaoqi sighed. There are many people in this place, and maybe some stone proofing technique is more convenient than cranes.

What are you worried about here...

Feng Yan sat aside with the book scroll in her hand, but the pages in her hand did not turn for a long time. Her light kept looking at Xiaoqi.

I don’t know what Xiaoqi was thinking about after entering the mountain, so she lay on the window and looked outside. Her thoughts were shocked, and she felt compassionate. Now she became self-pity again.

Feng Yan was watching a show, holding back and not laughing out loud.

"Xiao Qi." Feng Yan called out softly.

"Hmm?" Feng Xiaoqi turned around, "Sister called me?"

"Can you promise me something?"

Feng Xiaoqi turned around and sat next to Feng Yan, "You said."

"Tonight, Lord Wei and I will go to the mountain temple when we came," she whispered, "You just stay in Tianji Palace and don't go out and walk around."

"Why……?"

Feng Xiaoqi's heart skipped a beat - my sister couldn't find out her true intention to go up the mountain.
Chapter completed!