The old man's face was embarrassed, "This ......"

"Isn't it convenient?"

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

Feng Xiaoqi pondered that it might be asking for money, and hurriedly said, "We also brought some gift money—"

"No, no, little girl, you're wrong." The old man's Lian suddenly sank, "Accepting money without eliminating disasters and relieving difficulties for others is not considered incense and fairy money, but bribes." We don't take such bribes. If the immortals find out, we will also be punished......"

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

Feng Yan said softly, "Then what are you embarrassed about?" It's good for the old man to speak bluntly. ”

"That'...... Then I'll get straight to the point. The old man's gaze turned to the Sanshang sword on Wei Xingzhen's waist, "This sword of yours ......"

Wei Xingzhen took off the saber at his waist, "You want this sword?" ”

"Oh, no, no......" The old man hurriedly waved his hand, "How can I open this mouth!" It's just that the old man has been a hunter all his life, and he has also studied swords, guns, swords, and halberds, so your sword is not mortal at first glance...... I wonder if I can let the old decay take it in my hand and take a good look? ”

"Please."

Wei Xingzhen directly unloaded the sword from his waist and handed it to the old man.

The old man wiped his hands carefully on his clothes, and then took the sword with both hands, his throat moved, and he couldn't help but praise one after another.

"That's nice...... That's great. ”

Feng Yan quietly watched the greed on the old man's body diffuse.

"That's right," the old man looked up, "admiring the sword is like meeting friends on a daily basis, and when there are many people around, you will lose your concentration because of the noise...... Although some words may be offensive, the old man still wants to open this mouth, and I don't know if he can agree. ”

"You say." Wei Xingzhen replied softly.

"Can I take your sword and go to the next room to taste it?"

"Of course." Wei Xingzhen picked up the teacup, "Please." ”

The old man walked away with his sword in his hand, and the room fell silent.

“…… Why is Lord Wei so generous. Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen with some surprise, remembering the expression of the old man holding the sword and his eyes shining, she frowned slightly, "You are not afraid-"

"It's okay." Wei Xingzhen said softly, "Ah Yan doesn't have to worry about this, he can't snatch it." ”

After a while, Feng Yan felt a burst of ecstasy from a certain demon fox immortal hidden in this mountain temple, accompanied by a mischievous pride.

…… Is it because of the sword?

Just when Feng Yan was puzzled, the old man also came back with a sword.

With a respectful expression, he placed the sword in front of Wei Xingzhen and thanked him repeatedly.

Feng Yan looked at the "participating business" he got back - he always felt ...... Something doesn't look right with this thing.

Wei Xingzhen's sword was half twitched, and then he hung it back on his waist again.

"Now, can we walk around the temple?"

"Yes, yes, but I'd recommend a few of you come back in the evening." The old man showed a kind smile, "I just got the news, we will be back tonight, if you come at that time, I can also help you two introduce you—by the way, don't you just be in poor health, madam, and you need the guidance of the immortals?" ”

"Ah, yes." Feng Xiaoqi replied - she almost forgot about the stubble she casually recited before.

"However, we go to the immortals to see people, and there are rules." The old man's face regained its composure, "He only saw two people at most, so he ......"

"Understood...... Feng Yan nodded, "I'll come over with my husband that night." ”

On the side, Feng Xiaoqi sighed regretfully--three thousand years of demon fox!

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

"Okay, then the old man will wait for the two of you at the intersection below." The old man bowed down and said, "If the three of you don't have anything else to do, then ......"

"I'm sorry." Feng Yan also bowed to the old man, "We'll come back in the evening." ”

……

At the original fork in the road, he and Du Weifeng had been waiting on horseback for a long time.

Before getting into the car, Feng Yan said with some concern, "Lord Wei, can you let me see your sword too?" ”

Wei Xingzhen smiled, "Don't look at it, it's fake." ”

Feng Yan was not surprised by this result, but in such a short period of time, she had created a sword that was similar in appearance enough to deceive her master—it should be, it was also an illusion.

She looked at Wei Xingzhen, "Is that merchant sword very proven?" ”

"I don't know very well, but once upon a time I met a swordsmith in the mountains, and if he had to give it to me, I accepted it."

"On Daizong Mountain?"

"It's not."

Feng Yan wanted to ask again, but Xiao Qi had already poked his head out of the carriage, "Sister, aren't you on the bus?" ”

"Here we are." Feng Yan said softly.

She helped Wei Xingzhen's hand to get into the car, and the carriage set off leisurely again, heading towards the Tianji Palace in the depths of Daizong Mountain.

The deeper you go into the hinterland, the smoother the road is, the mountain road here is not as flattened as before, the ground is embedded with stone bricks that are stacked neatly, and the carriage walks on it, which is no different from walking on the road in Chang'an and Luoyang.

Feng Xiaoqi lay down at the window and looked at her feet, on her side was the mountain abyss.

The road was wide enough to accommodate three carriages side by side, but since they had really entered the realm of Daizong Mountain, along the way, except for their own convoy, Feng Xiaoqi had never seen anyone else.

There are probably very few people who drive in and out of this road on weekdays.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaoqi sighed for a while. I don't know how much it cost to build such a mountain road in the first place—and so on.

No, she suddenly reacted, this place is not the same as the medieval era in her impression!

really met a ruthless character, and there were things like moving mountains overnight.

Hi......

Xiao Qi sighed, there are a lot of people in this place, maybe some stone magic is more convenient than a crane.

What are you worried about here......

Feng Yan sat aside with the scroll in her hand, but the pages in her hand did not turn for a long time, and her eyes kept looking at Xiao Qi.

I don't know what Xiao Qi is thinking about after entering the mountain, she just lies on the window and looks out, her mind is shocked for a while, sad and sympathetic for a while, and then she feels sorry for herself again.

Feng Yan was watching a play on the side, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Little Seven." Feng Yan called softly.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaoqi turned around, "Sister called me?" ”

"Can you promise me one thing?"

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

"Tonight, Lord Wei and I will go to the mountain temple when we came," she said softly, "you just stay in the Tianji Palace and don't go out and about." ”

"Hey......?"

Feng Xiaoqi chuckled in his heart - sister, this can't be that she discovered her true intention to go up the mountain.

"If you do it," Feng Yan raised her eyes, "When you come back in the evening, Sister will give you a gift." ”