Cultivating Nirvana and Going North to Ask the Yuan Emperor If He's Old (2)

The demeanor of an expert instantly spread out for a thousand miles, as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed.

Li You'an and the Sixth Mountain Lord could not help but laugh.

"Master."

Hua Jiebing looked at the beautiful female Bodhisattva, Attained Suzhu.

Attained Suzhu, one of the Great Dharma Masters of the Sensory Temple, had restrained much of her aura, but an invisible mist involuntarily lingered around her.

"That's right. Lin'an's rotten prosperity is also a good place to temper the Heart Sword, but it's not enough to refine the ninth-realm Heart Sword."

Attained Suzhu's red lips parted slightly, looking extremely beautiful.

Hua Jiebing pursed her lips and nodded.

"There's no hurry. Your opportunity to refine the ninth realm Heart Sword is almost here."

Attained Suzhu raised her hand and gently rubbed Hua Jiebing's head with her snow-white palm, as if she was comforting a little girl.