At this moment, in the cocoon of colorful light, Qin Sheng himself did not notice this anomaly at all.

In front of his eyes, countless fragmented images flashed by as if they were fast-forwarding movie cameras, and at the same time, a tidal wave of memories also poured into his consciousness.

The light cocoon didn't last long. Before half a cup of tea, those colorful lights gradually submerged into Qin Sheng's body, and he gradually came back to his senses.

When Qin Sheng's confused gaze returned to clarity, the old man couldn't wait to ask, "Child, is it the Holy Sword Recognition Lord?"

Qin Sheng nodded.

Although he was convinced of this, Qin Sheng's heart still felt extremely shocked. It's like a dream.

In the cocoon of colorful light just now, Qin Sheng accepted some of the relevant memories left by the previous owner of the Holy Sword, and finally completely understood the cause and effect of the incident.

Originally, Qin Sheng had always felt that his little sword was not ordinary, but he never expected that his little sword would actually be the legendary Holy Sword of Mercy, and it would be recognized as the number one divine weapon in history on the mainland!

It's no wonder that Qin Sheng's little sword is not only very different in size from the Compassion Holy Sword, but also completely different in appearance and style.

Although Qin Sheng had never seen the real Compassion Sword Saint, there were imitations everywhere, and even on the streets of Ziyang City, there was a giant statue of the Compassion Sword Saint holding a long sword, from childhood to adulthood, Qin Sheng didn't know how many times he had seen it.

On the long sword in the statue's hand, there is no word "immortal", let alone a gossip pattern!

In this case, no matter how rich the imagination is, no one can associate the Holy Sword of Mercy with this small sword.

However, in the current Qin Sheng's opinion, it is this unbelievable situation that is the most reasonable.

For 10,000 years, the Holy Sword has fallen into the hands of many strong people, but no well-known strong man has ever been able to solve the mystery of the Holy Sword, and the only two times it has recognized the master, the lucky ones are originally unknown.

Qin Sheng finally understood now, this holy sword actually had two forms, large and small!

When it appears in the form of the Sword of Mercy, it can suck the soul of the sword into the sword and imprison it along with its body. But in this form, the holy sword is unable to recognize the Lord.

In fact, his little sword is the true face of the holy sword, and in this form, the holy sword has the possibility of recognizing the master. And the method of recognizing the lord is also unusually simple, it is the "blood to recognize the master" that Qin Sheng originally guessed.

The only thing that is not simple is the blood needed to "drop blood to recognize the Lord", which is not ordinary.

After the holy sword absorbed Qin Sheng's first drop of blood, even if it was a preliminary confession, but to really wake it up, Qin Sheng had "fed" the little sword countless times over the years before it could get close to its critical point, until he was injured by the blue-faced young man, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed on the small sword, it was considered to have reached the requirement of awakening it.

It can be said that if it weren't for the gossip pattern on the little sword and the word "immortal", if it weren't for Qin Sheng's firm belief in the extraordinaryness of the little sword, under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for a person to shed so much blood on that sword in his life.

And with those well-known powerhouses, who would be like Qin Sheng, who was sprayed with blood with a palm of his hand?

Therefore, although the recognition of the Lord of this Holy Sword is simple, it is not so easy to do it by chance without knowing it, no wonder the Holy Sword has recognized the Lord twice in more than 10,000 years.

However, Qin Sheng has only done the first step now.

Strictly speaking, the Holy Sword is now just opening up a right for him to visit, and he is still 108,000 miles away from truly recognizing the master. For example, if Qin Sheng wanted to release the gray-robed old man now, he couldn't do it at all.

And even if it was the right to visit, Qin Sheng had only obtained the most preliminary qualifications. Now he can only enter this door. What is behind the other doors is not what Qin Sheng can see now.

Of course, through some of the memories of the previous generation of sword masters, Qin Sheng knew that behind every door in the corridor, there might be a strong man who died under the holy sword.

Saying "maybe" is because Qin Sheng doesn't know when these strong men died under the sword, if it takes too long, or if the cultivation is not enough, these people will completely dissipate from heaven and earth.

Now, what made Qin Sheng quite curious was what the identity of the gray-robed old man in front of him was.

It is said that since he can die under the holy sword, this old man's identity should also be a little extraordinary.

However, before Qin Sheng could ask, he felt his mind extremely tired. Then, after a whirlwind, Qin Sheng found that he was lying upright on his bed, and all the furnishings in the room were so familiar.

He is back in the real world.

"Young Master, you're awake!" Ling'er, who was sitting on the side, screamed in surprise when he found Qin Sheng open his eyes. Immediately afterwards, the little girl jumped up from her chair and ran out in a hurry, and at the same time said, "Young master, I'll go get you medicine." ”

Qin Sheng didn't care about anything else, he first touched the small sword hanging around his neck, but this time, it really existed.

At this moment, Qin Sheng almost thought that he had experienced a phantom dream, but he quickly determined that all of this was true, because he had truly mastered a small part of the functions of the little sword.

Just now, although he couldn't continue to stay in the sword because of his lack of spiritual power, he was still able to maintain divine communication with the gray-robed old man, and even he was able to directly provide what he saw and heard to the old man, so that he could see the world again after being isolated from the world for many years.

After a while, Ling'er cautiously returned to the room with a big bowl in her hand and said, "Young Master, drink it while it's hot, Imperial Doctor Luo said that your injury this time is not light, but you have to recuperate for a few days." ”

Smelling the strong smell of medicine, Qin Sheng's little face suddenly became bitter.

The herbs of this world are much more unpleasant than the Chinese medicine in his previous life, and the taste is not only bitter, but also indescribably sour. Qin Sheng was sick once when he was a child, and when he was forced to drink medicine, he was simply in pain. That feeling, Qin Sheng can be said to be unforgettable for life.

However, after all, he is not an ignorant child, Qin Sheng knows the importance of his body. Just now he just moved his arm slightly, and his chest was pulled into a faint pain, but it can be seen that he was indeed beaten a little badly this time, no matter how bitter this medicine is, he should still drink it.

With Ling'er's help, Qin Sheng frowned, and quickly drank a bowl of medicine in a big gulp. Immediately afterwards, Ling'er took out a nougat from her pocket, peeled off the candy paper, and stuffed it into Qin Sheng's mouth.

Speaking of which, this nougat is also a snack that Qin Sheng and Ling'er made together a few years ago, and it can be regarded as one of the signature foods of Master Kong's chain store. It's a pity that in the past half a year, the Qin family has been swallowed up countless industries, and this Master Kong is also among them.

At that time, Master Kong's change of hands also completely calmed Qin Sheng's mind to save the country, making him clearly realize that Dashun Country is not the earth, and only force is the foundation of everything. If you don't have enough strength, no matter how much wealth you make, it's just a wedding dress for others.

It's a pity that now Qin Sheng wants to eat this nougat, and he has to spend money to buy it.

After chewing the candy a few times quickly, so that the medicinal taste in his mouth was offset a little, Qin Sheng couldn't wait to ask: "Ling'er, how long have I been in a coma? What happened later? Has Shi Yifei left this brute? Uncle didn't promise him, right? By the way, has my sister come back?"

Qin Sheng was anxious in his heart, and his mouth was also full of questions. After asking, he realized that something was wrong, and added: "Ling'er, I asked too quickly, tell me anything you know." ”

"Young master, don't worry, Uncle didn't agree. Ling'er knew which question Qin Sheng cared about the most, and answered first.

"Okay, it's good if you don't agree!" Qin Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, but after a change of heart, he became nervous again: "Is that Shi Yifei embarrassed uncle? With his temperament, I'm afraid that it won't be so easy to give up, right?"

Ling'er shook her head and said, "Uncle didn't refuse him, he just said that he would think about it for a few days." ”

Hearing this answer, Qin Sheng's heart tugged again.

In the past six months, it is not the first time that Uncle Qin Rushan has used such a delaying method when he encounters a wicked guest. But in the end, most of them still can't delay, at least let the other party pick up a layer of oil and water.

And now, is my sister unable to escape such a fate?

Qin Sheng was angry and anxious in his heart, his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, and the nails were deeply pinched into the flesh, but he didn't realize it, and only shouted in his heart: "No! sister must not marry that bastard!"

Although he has been a human being in two lives, there has never been a moment when Qin Sheng hates his weakness as much as he does now, and there is no moment when he hates his laziness in his early years as much as he does now.

After soothing his emotions a little, Qin Sheng asked again, "What about later?" Shi Yifei promised to give grace for a few days?"

"No, he didn't say yes, only that he would come back in three days. In addition, he ......" Ling'er hesitated for a moment before saying: "He also said, young master, you fainted, it is considered lucky, but you insult him, this matter is not over, three days later, he will solve it together." ”

"Three days?" Qin Sheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

According to Dashun's consistent martial folk customs, the so-called solution to this kind of insult and hurtful thing is nothing more than the last duel between the two parties, so that the insulted side will be ashamed.

And if the strength of the abused party is weaker and cannot win against the other party, then according to the Dashun people's point of view, this is deserving to be abused, who called you inferior to others?

It's a pity that Shi Yifei, the opponent Qin Sheng is about to face, heard that he took a crucial step half a year ago, crossing the martial arts stage and becoming a strong black iron warrior.

The martial artists in the world, according to the realm of martial arts cultivation, the lowest is Wusheng, and then the Black Iron Warrior, the Bronze Warrior, the Silver Warrior, the Golden Warrior, the Martial Hero, the Martial Emperor, and the Martial Saint. Each realm is divided into ten levels from high to low.

Every time a martial artist improves a realm, there will be a qualitative leap in strength. Among the martial artists in the world, although a black iron warrior is not a master, he undoubtedly has an overwhelming advantage over the martial arts students at the entry stage.

Even if Shi Yifei didn't make the slightest advance in the past half a year, he was still only the lowest-level Black Iron Warrior, and it was still not Qin Sheng, who only had the strength of the third order of martial arts, could compete with now.

What's more, the slap Qin Sheng received before was not light at all, he just held up half of his body to drink medicine, and his chest hurt terribly, three days later, it was unknown whether he could heal this injury, let alone fight with a black iron warrior whose strength was far superior to him.