Sanqiansui jumped up a few more steps, and suddenly heard Huai Qing shouting below, "Hey!"

Sanqiansui stopped looking back, "So what's wrong? It's so good to persuade the damn ghost. I'll tell you, you can stay here again-"

"Take me to find someone again!"

"who?"

"Feng Yan," Huai Qing replied, "She should be in the heavenly prison now... Can you enter the heavenly prison on earth?"

Sanqiansui stroked the hair on his mouth, "Ah...then, it depends on what conditions you have."

...

"You're the only one here?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan nodded.

In a mansion near the Imperial City in Luoyang, Feng Yan silently lit the lights in the house.

The originally dim room suddenly lit up.

Zhu Xiang, who had not shown up for a long time, sat down at the low table in the attic with an old man.

Since entering the house, the old man kept his eyes closed and he was helping him walk. Feng Yan was a little confused for a moment - with Zhu Xiang's means, how could he break through the layers of blockades outside and bring such an old man with eye disease here?

"Where is the last time the demon fox?" Zhu Xiang asked.

"He has something," Feng Yan turned around and took out the Shenshang left by Wei Xingzhen from under the pillow. "He left this sword with me."

Feng Yan carefully placed the shangshang on the table. She looked at the old man in front of her, "I wonder if this person is..."

"It's my grandma." Zhu Xiang replied.

The old man reached out to the table, and the hand was already withered and aging, covered with spots and wrinkles. Zhu Xiang held her elbow and helped her put her hand on the Shenshang.

The moment the old man touched the sword with his hand, she opened her eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Yan felt that the momentum of the person in front of her was a little different.

"...It's Shenshang." The old man's voice was dry, and her expression was a little moved. "It's Shenshang, Xiang'er did not admit his mistake."

"Yes!" Zhu Xiang couldn't help laughing, "Fortunately, I read Si Tiantai's documents and went to Luoyang specifically, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to find it!"

The old man slowly drew his sword and soon heard the slight shaking sound from the broken sword from the sheath.

She did not pull out the sword completely, but just put the blade in front of her eyes and looked carefully for a long time, then put it down with satisfaction and closed her eyes again.

The old man bowed slowly to Feng Yan, "It's a pity that I've come in and looked at the sword that I've been watching for so long."

"Where," Feng Yan said warmly, "I have many things to ask you about this sword."

"Xiang'er told me some. You want to ask how to repair this sword, right?"

"Yes." Feng Yan replied, "In addition to that, I want to ask you for someone."

"I know, I know..." the old man nodded slowly, "This is what I did this time... This sword needs to be repaired, it is easy to say, and it is difficult to say."

"How do you say this?"

The old man smiled, "You once asked Xiang'er, is there a red pattern on your forehead related to the shangshang, right?"

"yes."

"Related, that is the certificate of the entrusting business to recognize the owner." The old man whispered, "There is only one red pattern, which means it is incomplete. In theory, the location here on the forehead-"

The old man said, pointing his hand to his eyebrows.

"——There should be an orchid totem here, which means that the merchants have truly recognized their masters."

Feng Yan chewed the old man's words carefully.

The old man continued, "The power of Shenshang to defeat the superior comes from the backlash against the Shenshang curse. The spirit speaks the Dharma and follow the words - the Shenshang Sword is essentially a sword of oath."

"oath?"

"The lower one defeats the upper one." The old man whispered, "Only when the sword holder is at a great disadvantage, still has no desire to retreat, and holds the determination to win, it will make a vow with the sword holder - disadvantage, never retreat, and the desire to win. These three conditions are indispensable. There is no shortage of people in the world who are determined to do things with a dead will, but it is very rare to say that they can hold a desire to win at the same time... Therefore, it is difficult to participate in the business and recognize the master."

Feng Yan frowned, "...Can you explain it more clearly? It means where is it easy to say, and where is it difficult?"
Chapter completed!