Xuanyin Orthodox Dharma, or Xuanyin Avenue, is one of the three thousand great ways.

After Fang Jian heard what Fairy Qianyin said, he thought for a moment and said, "The Heavenly Demon Harp is in my hands."

Fairy Qianyin was a little surprised. She had originally just come to inquire about the whereabouts of the Tianyaoqin. If it was taken away by the Heavenly Court, she would give up the idea.

If Jiang Siyin hid it, we can go look for it. If there is a chance, we might be able to find it.

But what no one expected was that the Tianyaoqin was actually far away in the sky and right in front of him, in Fang Jian's hands.

Fairy Qianyin was excited and said to Fang Jian with great respect, "I dare to ask you to give up your precious treasure. Qianyin is willing to exchange all the rare treasures I have collected over the past ten thousand years for the Heavenly Demon Harp."

But Fang Jian rejected her outright, saying, "I will never exchange this treasure with anyone."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Qianyin's face was filled with regret and resentment, but Fang Jian's words made it clear that it was not because the conditions she offered were not enough, but that she had no intention of exchanging with others.

"However." Fang Jian suddenly said again, which rekindled Fairy Qianyin's hope.

"But what?" Fairy Qianyin asked hurriedly.

Fang Jian smiled and said, "However, I can lend it to you temporarily so that you can comprehend the Dao."

"Ah?" Fairy Qianyin was slightly startled and extremely surprised. She was wondering at this moment whether this mountain king did not understand at all.

If a magic weapon is made by oneself, then it is harmless to lend it out, because the magic weapon made by oneself will have a spell set in it, commonly known as a back door. Unless the magic weapon is destroyed, the original owner can use the spell to take it back in a moment.

But no one knows who forged the Tianyaoqin, nor how many generations of owners it has gone through, and no one knows what the magic spell is, so whoever can get such a treasure owns it.

For example, Laozi's magic weapon, no matter how you use it, can be taken back or controlled with just a thought. Similarly, if Sun Wukong's golden cudgel is taken away, you can only go and get it back in person.

Seeing the look of doubt and a hint of hope hidden in Qianyin Fairy's expression, Fang Jian said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, please don't underestimate the Heavenly Court."

Fairy Qianyin suddenly understood. Yes, she had forgotten about the Heavenly Court. If this treasure was truly made by Fuxi, then wouldn't it be very easy for Fang Jian, a Celestial Official, to know the spell within it?

However, Fang Jian did not do as she expected. Instead, he said to the Hongmeng Editor in his heart: "Xiaohong, can you brand the editor's mark on the Tianyaoqin?"

Having the editor's mark is much more reliable than knowing what spell it is.

Hongmeng Editor responded: "No need to bother. Just put the Tian Yao Qin into the editing box and use 5 strands of Dao Qi to refine it."

Fang Jian was very satisfied with the answer. The golden finger was indeed reliable!

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Afterwards, Fang Jian directly put the Tian Yao Qin into the editing column, and then consumed 5 strands of Taoist energy to refine it.

However, this method of refining is very simple. It does not require reshaping the shape, nor will it change any of the capabilities of the Tianyaoqin. To put it in modern popular language, the Hongmeng Editor used the Taoist energy to "enchant" it.

The whole process lasted only four or five breaths. When the Tianyaoqin returned to Fang Jian's Niwan Palace, the spell inside had been refined away, and it and Fang Jian were in perfect sync, just like the King of Thailand.

At the same time, Emperor Fuxi, who lived in the Fire Cloud Palace of the Thirty-three Heavens and was one of the Three Emperors of 'Heaven, Earth and Man', raised his eyebrows slightly. He sensed that the curse mark on a magic weapon he had left in the human world had been erased.

However, it seemed that he had refined that magic weapon more than 100,000 years ago, and it was of no use to him now. Since someone could erase the mark of the curse, it was also his opportunity.

Afterwards, Fuxi no longer paid attention to the magic weapon, but instead focused his thoughts and gaze on the vast starry sky.