Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 116 Overlooking the Milky Way
Ning Fusang looked at him with a half-smile, then her eyes turned indifferent: "Little monk, this is not something you can access at your current level."

She thought for a moment and gave a vague explanation: "There is a force that is searching for naturally born spiritual bodies. Of course, you also know what a naturally born spiritual body means; demons and demonic cultivators will also covet such spiritual bodies."

Kong Sheng asked inquisitively, "What kind of power can so easily cover up everything?"

Throughout the five continents, no other immortal sect has produced more than a few geniuses with innate spiritual bodies. If not for the power of the immortal sects, how could such a colossal force have remained hidden right under the noses of all the other immortal sects?

Ning Fusang only stayed in the Hall of Longevity for five years, and she had no idea what kind of power the Hall of Longevity was or what it was up to.

She said in a deep voice, "There, I saw more naturally born spiritual beings than the monks of Kongyun Temple."

Even the usually composed Kong Sheng couldn't help but twitch his eyelids and feel a ripple in his heart when he heard these words.

Ning Fusang continued, "They seem to have special methods to accurately find newborn infants with innate spiritual bodies, then take them to places without spiritual energy until they are six years old, and then bring them back to the Hall of Longevity to teach them cultivation. They only teach them spiritual cultivation techniques and do not teach them any magic."

"Do you know how fast a naturally born spiritual body can cultivate?" Ning Fusang seemed to be asking Kong Sheng, but also seemed to be talking to herself. "Even the slowest cultivators are at least at the ninth level of cultivation before the age of sixteen."

She cultivated very quickly, breaking through to the peak of the eighth level at the age of ten, which was extremely rare among all spiritual beings.

Kong Sheng hesitated, but Ning Fusang knew what he wanted to say and said indifferently, "That's right, I am also at the ninth level."

She took out a spirit stone from her waist belt, held it in her palm and refined it, saying, "Little monk, this world is far bigger than you can imagine. Zhongling World is just the tip of the iceberg, and its 240,000-year history is just a drop in the ocean of time."

"Perhaps only those who reach the realm of gods are qualified to unveil its mysterious veil."

As she spoke, a spirit stone gleaming with spiritual light turned into powder. Ning Fusang channeled her meager spiritual power, opened her storage jade, and took out a Rejuvenation Pill and a Spirit Recovery Pill.

The Rejuvenation Pill is a holy medicine for healing injuries, while the Spirit Recovery Pill is used to restore spiritual power.

Fortunately, she had kept all her important belongings inside the pear blossom jade. She had said long ago that storage bags were easy to lose, and sure enough, they were lost somewhere else in the spatial turbulence and given away to someone else.

Kong Sheng remained silent for a long time before his lips parted slightly: "Southern Star Sword Sect..."

He had barely uttered a few words when Ning Fusang shook his head and said, "The Southern Star Sword Sect cannot protect me."

"The reason why Zhuang Cheng of Lingyu Palace was not taken away by the people of the Hall of Longevity is that even the Palace Master of Lingyu Palace did not realize that his son was born with a spiritual body. By the time it was discovered, he had already become an idiot. An idiot cannot cultivate, and he cannot even recognize all the characters. How can we expect him to understand the techniques of refining spirits?"

Zhuang Cheng is the name of the young master of Lingyu Palace.

He is a spirit, but his spirit body is like a bamboo basket; once spiritual energy enters, without the guidance of a cultivation technique, it cannot be transformed into spiritual power. The spiritual energy flows in and out of his body, then dissipates.

Zhuang Cheng was at most nourished by spiritual energy, making him slightly stronger than ordinary people. Apart from that, his spiritual body served no other purpose.

Seeing that she seemed so calm and composed, as if she didn't need any words of comfort, Kong Sheng still said earnestly, "Female benefactor, the secret of your spiritual body will not be exposed. You are still just an ordinary disciple of the Southern Star Sword Sect."

Although he was a little curious, he didn't ask any more questions. He simply said, "I couldn't sense your ninth level of cultivation at all. Even the experts of the Southern Star Sword Sect, who are as numerous as clouds, didn't notice it. This shows that your sealing technique is very profound and mysterious."

Ning Fusang lazily hummed in agreement. How could her cultivation, sealed by the Sword Heart Diagram of the Longevity Palace, not be profound?

Kong Sheng's voice continued, "There are only a handful of cultivators in Lingzhou who have reached the ninth level of the cultivation realm at the age of eighteen, so a cultivator at the sixth level of the cultivation realm at the age of eighteen is not particularly remarkable. You can rest assured, female benefactor, that you can learn swordsmanship at the Nanxing Sword Sect." He touched his sleeve and took out an item, which was the sword-nurturing gourd that Ning Fusang had not obtained. The girl smiled and accepted it without ceremony.

For the sake of the sword-nurturing gourd, she gave the little monk one Rejuvenation Pill and two Spirit-Restoring Pills.

"You can call me by my name, Ning Fusang." She placed the Su'a sword into the sword-nurturing gourd, took off the original green jade gourd, and hung it together with the pear blossom jade.

The jade-green gourd, with a broken corner, is completely unusable.

However, Ning Fusang is currently at the sixth level of cultivation, and his body can hold a considerable amount of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy stored in the green jade gourd is not enough, so let it be.

Kong Sheng remained calm and readily greeted, "Benefactor Ning."

Seeing that Ning Fusang was in a good mood, he asked, "What is the name of that force?"

Kong Sheng wanted to return to Kongyun Temple and browse through the books in the Sutra Repository.

A mocking smile appeared in Ning Fusang's beautiful, aloof peach blossom eyes: "Curiosity killed the cat, little monk, haven't you heard that?"

However, she wasn't sure what the power behind her was called. All she knew was that every palace where she lived had the same name: the Palace of Longevity.

Perhaps some old monster, seeking immortality, went mad and gave the palace such a name.

There's a saying among the people: the less you know, the longer you live. But she didn't care how long the little monk lived. So, when faced with Kong Sheng's question, Ning Fusang smiled and said, "Looking down at the Milky Way, I see the clouds rising slowly before the Hall of Longevity. No one whispers, the moon palace is cold and quiet."

"That force might be called the Hall of Longevity."

Ning Fusang said.

A strange light flickered in Kong Sheng's eyes: "Looking down at the Milky Way, one can see that this person's spirit is extremely strong. The following line, 'no one whispers, the moon palace is cold and desolate,' seems to suggest that he is extremely lonely and frustrated."

Why would someone who can gaze at the vast Milky Way and witness the passage of a thousand years have such a strong sense of sorrow?
Ning Fusang sneered. The other party already possesses the power of a behemoth like the Hall of Longevity, and can overlook the Milky Way at any time. Naturally, he is already above the Milky Way. If he still feels lonely and desolate, then what does he want?
Does he intend to turn the world upside down and become the ruler of heaven himself?
Ning Fusang didn't want to say anything more, and the topic ended there. The last rays of the setting sun disappeared completely, and the sky darkened.

Bright stars hung overhead, twinkling, making it seem as if the Milky Way could truly be seen.

The temperature difference between day and night was extreme, and the biting cold seeped into the body through the skin. Fortunately, Ning Fusang and Kong Sheng had both recovered some spiritual power, which enabled them to resist the cold.

Ning Fusang rummaged through her storage jade and found the pill bottle containing the Bigu Pills. There were two Bigu Pills left, one for her and one for Kong Sheng.

"Thank you, Benefactor Ning."

Kong Sheng opened his hand, caught the fasting pill, and politely thanked him.

Ning Fusang simply felt that this desert seemed somewhat strange, and that there was a place where the little monk could be of use.

(End of this chapter)