Chosen Man
Heart Sword
"Who exactly is this forger?"
The room was closed, making Master Yu could only take a deep breath and wonder and immediately want to enter it.
Beside him, a group of servants and his bodyguards looked at each other.
Seeing this, Gong Yu felt impatient.
"You all stay outside, don't interfere!"
Because he was afraid of disturbing the forging Master who occupied that purification room.
Upon entering he looked inside the weapon purification room...
The fire raged and the heat rolled.
A spiritual sword floated above the cauldron, Gong Yu was instantly attracted at first glance, his eyes slightly widened, and his expression could not help but show shock, awe, freeze, and obsession.
This sword was only two feet seven inches wide and three fingers wide.
Visible to the naked eye, there was a pattern of decrees in the shape of a nebula on the sword body like a bunch of snowflakes, and there seemed to be many stars twinkling in that pattern.
Under the pattern of the decree, there was a blood-colored figure with an extremely frightening demonic aura!
It is an evil spirit!
"It's..."
The scene in front of him made Gong Yu's mind shaken.
What kind of skill is this to be able to bring out such a magical phenomenon?
Such a method is very clever!
"The ancient evil spirits on this sword have been shackled by me with the 'Decree of Star Transformation'. In the future, when one used this sword, he would only need to exercise the power of the Star Transformation Decree, and it could destroy those evil spirits bit by bit. The demonic and demonic aura of this ancient evil spirit would be refined and become food for this sword."
"When the demonic aura and the evil spirit had truly been refined, he would it be the birth of a pure spirit body. At that time, this sword user could completely refine this spirit body into the Star Transformation Decree. And it won't be long before that spirit body can fully transform into a 'sword soul'."
"In short, under the control of the Star Transformation Decree, one no longer needed to worry about this ancient evil spirit, but he could instead use that demonic spirit power to improve the quality and power of this sword."
A dull and relaxed voice sounded in the purification room.
Gong Yu looked at him subconsciously, and only then did he see clearly that the owner of the voice was a golden white-robed, young man, with his tall figure was standing in front of the furnace quietly.
Next to the robed youth, stood a pink-robed girl with white skin who beat the snow, and her appearance was beautiful like a fairy.
The starry eyes of the girl stared at the spiritual sword that was as beautiful as snow, and her beautiful beautiful face was filled with excitement and obsession from the heart.
At this moment, Gong Yu suddenly woke up, and inevitably said, "This sword... Was it made by the Master's own hands?"
His words were ordinary, like a teacher who was harshly reprimanding his student.
Gong Yu froze for a moment, his cheeks were red, and he fell silent.
He rubbed his hands, and finally stood obediently by the side.
Since he was very curious as to how this sword was made, even if he was reprimanded by a young man like Feng Zun at this moment, he couldn't get angry either.
"Sister Feng, is this sword really made for me?"
Han Mei's eyes were a little erratic, as if she couldn't believe it.
As a sword cultivator, he could clearly sense the prowess of this spiritual sword.
Because this sword was too magical, Han Mei did not believe that she could become the owner of this sword later...
He seemed very pleased with this.
"Only a spiritual sword like this can be worthy of you."
Feng Zun said, raising his hand, the spiritual sword floating in the cauldron fell into his hand, and he handed it to Han Mei, "This is for you."
Han Mei was stunned for a moment before reaching out to grab the sword.
He originally thought that Feng Zun would only buy a spiritual sword that was good enough for him.
But who would have thought that Feng Zun would personally forge a sword for himself, this was a spiritual sword that could be called the best of luck!
How could his heart not be moved by this?
"Sister Feng...I'm..."
Han Mei was about to thank him when Feng Zun interrupted with a smile, "This sword has just been refined, so you should give it a name first."
Han Mei took a deep breath, suppressed the emotional turmoil in her heart, and whispered, "I hope... Big Brother Feng can name this sword."
Feng Zun was stunned for a moment, and teased the girl, "Don't I have given there a few times a favor in the last period of time, even to name a sword alone you still need my help. You're really lazy."
Han Mei was embarrassed, and her beautiful face was slightly flushed red like a boiled crab.
Just as he was about to explain, Feng Zun stopped him with a smile, and said, "This is the first sword I forged for you as your swordsman's guide, meaning it is indeed unusual, but , this sword cannot possibly be destined to accompany you all your life, so I do not suggest giving it a perfect name, otherwise it would be too much...
After pondering for a moment, Feng Zun again said, "In my opinion, we can name this sword 'Heart'.
Heart Sword Heart.