Su Qinwu was taken to Jishi Peak.

The doctors examined her in a row and concluded that there was no problem, just exhaustion.

Su Qinwu wanted to sit up, but they held it down.

She took a pill, but the sequelae of the Heart-Casting Sword cannot be solved by just one pill, so she lay quietly on the bed to rest.

At the partition wall, a group of senior officials were excitedly appreciating the sword of heart.

“No flaws!”

"This is the most perfect sword I've ever seen!"

"I can't believe that this sword was made by the sword master!"

"This is the first time in history that a sword can be blessed by the Supreme God!"

"How the hell did she do it?"

Amid the continuous praise, the Lord of Jianfeng Peak asked expectantly: "Senior Xi, how did this sword be cast?"

Xi Li was a little speechless and said in their fuss, saying lightly: "Qinwu said that the sword broke during the trial, so I asked her to forge a heart sword. The heart sword is human and the sword is there, so there is no need to worry about being broken."

The air suddenly silenced.

Su Qinwu was listening to the wall, a little surprised why when no one suddenly spoke, she heard the voice of the Lord of Jianfeng Peak as if it exploded: "Her sword is broken, so let her make the heart-casting sword? You really dare to teach it! She really dares to do it! Do you two have no common sense about making swords?"

Qing Li: "It's true. I tested the knowledge of sword casting a few days ago, and Qin Wu and I both scored zero points."

Master of Jianfeng Peak: "..."

All senior executives: “…”

Suddenly I don’t know what expression to use to express my mood at this moment.

The Master of Jianfeng Peak almost got angry: "You guys are really..."

He cursed: "Do you know how harsh the requirements of the Heart-Casting Sword are? First of all, the cultivation level must reach the Sword King, otherwise the spirit core will be scattered and broken! She is just a sword master! If there is any accident today, she will be dead!"

But they beat the master to death by random punches, and it really succeeded!

Xi Li: "Sorry."

He really doesn't know.

He thought anyone could do it.

He once knew a human swordsman who cast a hand on the spot after the sword was broken.

The other party also told him a few words he taught Su Qinwu to make a Heart Sword.

Seeing that he was sincerely admitting his mistake, Jian Fengfeng suddenly felt a little discouraged: "Forget it, nothing happened, I even got a magic sword."

The Master of Jianfeng Peak pondered for a while, and suddenly asked again: "Since you know nothing about making swords, who told you that you can make heart swords?"

After concentrating on his mind for a while, he said unsurely: "It seems to be called Xuanyuan Ting."

The Lord of Jianfeng Peak suddenly raised his voice octave: "Xuanyuan Bi?!"

The ancestor who made the sword was called Xuanyuan Bi!

The Master of Jianfeng Peak looked nervous and expectant: "Are you talking about Xuanyuan Bi, the founder of the Divine Sword? Where did you see him? He is not dead yet? Can you introduce me for me?"

Xi Li: "...I don't know. The last time I saw him was more than 10,000 years ago."

Master of Jianfeng Peak: "..."

After his emotions fluctuated, the Lord of Jianfeng Peak squatted down and sighed heavily: "It's me who was crazy."

Everyone was willing to comfort him, but they didn't know how to speak.

It’s really too magical for Feng Li and Su Qinwu.

The owner of Jianfeng Peak was sad for a while, and his eyes fell again on the heart sword made by Su Qinwu.

He also forged a heart sword.

To be precise, after his cultivation level broke through to the Sword King, he would try the Heart-casting Sword every three years.

Before the Heart-Casting Sword, he bathed incense and went to the Blessing Hall to pray to the gods, and in an absolutely quiet environment, he used his purest heart to forge the Heart-Casting Sword.
Chapter completed!