Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 123 Refining the Wutong Fruit

But the next moment, the dragon girl could no longer get close to the little monk. Countless runes flew out and formed a cage.

All the power was dissipated upon touching the barrier.

Qingchen watched as a golden stream of energy flew out from the jade flute, then dispersed into the world, disappearing without a trace!
This thuggish act nearly made Qingchen grind her teeth to dust!

Knowing that all was lost, she crushed the jade talisman and prepared to escape. Ning Fusang discovered Qingchen's intention and raised her sword to stop her, but she was powerless and could only use the Forgetfulness Spell, a last resort.

The light of the talisman swept away and entered Qing Chen's body, bringing a burning sensation. But Qing Chen didn't have time to think about what it was. With a flick of her golden skirt, she disappeared into the Yanzhishan Desert.

Ning Fusang barely managed to stay upright by supporting herself with her sword. Exhausted from the battle, she would have already passed out if not for her strong willpower.

Half a month later.

The desert at Yanzhishan has cleared up.

After the young monk performed the ritual to guide the dragon's soul to the afterlife, he collected the bodies of the others.

In such a catastrophic battle, naturally no one else would survive. Ning Fusang had no time to protect them.

Their deaths were exactly what Ning Fusang wanted.

As for the female cultivator from the Miaoyin Sect, she was under the influence of the little monk's Forgetfulness Curse, so we can leave her for now.

Ning Fusang has three years to resolve this matter.

She remembered something more important, lifted her eyelids slightly, and asked succinctly, "That wisp of demonic energy?"

Kong Sheng flipped his wrist, and a small tower appeared in his palm. Before Ning Fusang could look at it any further, he put it away and calmly said, "It's a demon."

"I will take it back to the Demon Suppression Tower and seal it away."

There is indeed a Demon-Suppressing Tower within the territory of Kongyun Temple. Ning Fusang felt a surge of curiosity: "Are there many demons in the Demon-Suppressing Tower?"

She had never seen a demon in Lingzhou. Was it because all the demons were imprisoned by the monks of Kongyun Temple? Or were demons simply very rare, so they were not commonly seen?

This is not a taboo subject. Seeing her curiosity, Kong Sheng patiently explained, "Since the Demon Suppression Tower was built, thousands of demons have been imprisoned in the tower, but now there are less than four hundred left."

"What about the rest of the demons?"

There are thousands, and four hundred remain, which is still a large number.

Ning Fusang realized that she still didn't know enough about Lingzhou.

Kong Sheng said slowly, "The reduced demons have all been purified."

Demons steal wisdom and destroy the Dharma; everyone has the right to kill them.

Ning Fusang thought for a moment and then asked, "If you Buddhists encounter demons and kill them, does that count as breaking the precept against killing?"

Ning Fusang was simply curious about the latter question.

When I listened to the Master's lectures before, he mentioned the realm of spirituality. Those who believe that all things have a spirit are mostly Buddhist practitioners.

Ning Fusang felt that some of the precepts in Buddhism were full of contradictions. She was very curious whether demons were considered one of the myriad living beings in the eyes of Buddhists.

This question should have been easy to answer, but Kong Sheng paused for a moment and said, "Generally speaking, purification is still the main focus."

The young monk's way of emphasizing the important and avoiding the trivial led Ning Fusang to understand the answer: slaying the demon did not break the precept against killing.

She put away the magical artifact given to her by Yang Ruo and said calmly, "We can't stay at Yanzhi Mountain any longer. We need to leave as soon as possible."

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Ning Fusang and Kong Sheng both had old injuries, which worsened after the battle at Yanzhi Mountain. They had been traveling for a long time and realized that they could not hold on any longer and needed to rest. So they stopped in a small border town.

The town was a melting pot of people, including cultivators and ordinary folks. However, they were all low-level cultivators, only slightly better than ordinary martial artists. Even though Ning Fusang was injured, it would have been easy for him to finish off his opponent with a single sword strike.

Of all the healing pills Ning Fusang possessed, only the Rejuvenation Pill had the best effect, but even that couldn't instantly heal her injuries.

She had been traveling all day and hadn't had a chance to properly assess her losses.

Amidst the spatial turbulence, several storage bags were lost. One of these bags contained animal bones, spirit tree branches, and cinnabar, among other things.

These items were materials for refining weapons. She originally intended to sell them for spirit stones. Although she accidentally lost them, Ning Fusang could accept it.

Then, a Shattered Light Sword broke, and two magical artifacts obtained from Xie Taiting were lost. Ning Fusang vaguely remembered that the two magical artifacts were not very useful, so she put them in her storage bag to save space in her storage jade.

The remaining low-level talismans and a few broken spirit needles were completely useless to her at her current cultivation level, so they were simply discarded.

Most noticeably, she also lost a bunch of spirit stones.

Overall, the valuable items are still there. For example, the magical artifacts, such as the Bewitching Bell and the Thousand Spirit Cage; and the magical treasures, such as the Azure God Bell and the Ice Bird Painting.

The beast core of the sixth-tier demonic beast, the Azure Phosphorous Python, the Radiant Soul Essence nurtured by the Jade Wheel Flower, and other spiritual herbs.

In terms of gains, she also obtained a dragon bone sword, a sword-nurturing gourd, and the wealth of the rogue cultivator from Yanzhi Mountain.

The book that caused the bloodshed, "The Classic of Qin Music," also fell into Ning Fusang's hands. Although she wouldn't pursue music cultivation, she could sell it on the black market.

Most importantly, Ning Fusang hadn't had a chance to look at the two fruits of the immortal parasol tree. With a thought, she took out the parasol tree fruit.

Although the Immortal Wutong is a demon, it cultivates spiritual power. As soon as Ning Fusang touched the fruit, a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation entered her palm.

She opened the first fruit shell, a hint of surprise appearing in her eyes.

"It's not a fruit after all?"

A green halo floated up and landed in Ning Fusang's palm. She looked closely and saw that it was a legacy.

But she can't inherit it.

Because the cultivation method in the jade slip is a cultivation method for the demon race, it is best for demons of the plant and tree family to cultivate it.

Ning Fusang was practicing the Southern Star Sword Sect's techniques well, and she had no intention of practicing the demon race's techniques.

Fortunately, besides cultivation techniques, she also found a lot of spiritual herbs. These resources are enough for a cultivator at the third level to break through to the fourth level.

For others, this would be an incredible opportunity, but for Ning Fusang, it was somewhat insignificant.

The most valuable thing was still that martial arts manual.

After a sigh, Ning Fusang opened the second phoenix tree fruit.

This parasol fruit is indeed the fruit of the parasol tree. Whether used for making medicine or for healing wounds, it is an invaluable item.

Ning Fusang took out twelve Snow Bamboo Array Tokens, arranged them in the room, and began refining the Wutong Fruit.

The immortal parasol tree also had a nickname in its lifetime: the Azure Parasol Demon Lord. Its fruit contains powerful healing abilities, with miraculous effects that many alchemy masters cannot achieve with their elixirs.

Ning Fusang quickly realized just how powerful the healing ability of the Immortal Wutong Fruit was. It was even better than the effect of swallowing five Rejuvenation Pills.

Of course, it's also possible that the healing ability of the Rejuvenation Pill cannot be stacked, so it takes effect relatively slowly.

The gentle aura slowly seeped into Ning Fusang's flesh and blood, repairing her meridians and internal injuries.

The speed of this refining process was visible to the naked eye; the fruit of the Immortal Wutong tree gradually diminished and was quickly transformed into medicinal power.

(End of this chapter)