Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 137 Telescope

Because a soundproof barrier was set up, the noise didn't reach outside.

next door.

In the elegant room, the girl was engrossed in drawing something.

Ning Fusang has recently read a lot of books about weapon crafting, not because she has suddenly become interested in the subject.

However, after her battle with Qing Chen, she discovered her own shortcomings.

She didn't have any decent magic weapons.

Therefore, Ning Fusang planned to ask someone to help her forge a magic weapon. Before forging the weapon, she needed to draw a sketch to determine its design.

After much thought, the talisman "Ice Bird Diagram" gave Ning Fusang great inspiration.

The ice birds in the ice bird illustration are formed from profound magical power; there are only five of them, and they are consumables. What if the ice birds could be replenished?

It doesn't necessarily have to be limited to ice birds; anything like a blue luan, phoenix, qilin, or celestial fox would work. She also has two drops of ice phoenix blood essence; if she could infuse it into a magic weapon, it would be wonderful if it could conjure an ice phoenix.

Ning Fusang decided to design the magic weapon as a mirror.

Along the way, she drew about seven or eight sketches, and finally chose one that she was relatively satisfied with. As for the other details, she would have to find a weapon refiner first and then discuss them with him.

Ning Fusang now needs to nurture three swords, and the consumption of spirit stones is visibly increasing, but fortunately, she still has a lot of ore.

What weapon refiner can refuse all kinds of ores?
At the alchemist's place, ores, like spirit stones, are tradable, so there's no need to worry about that.

After tidying up the house, Ning Fusang went out to the deck for some fresh air, only to find that there was a barrier preventing airflow from entering.

Even so, she didn't go back to her room.

After sitting for so long without stretching, standing on the deck for a while is good for relaxing my muscles.

Ning Fusang gazed at the endless snow-capped mountains, a thought stirring within him. He took out his binoculars to observe the scenery. The magnificent and solemn beauty was truly breathtaking.

Snowflakes fluttered down, and the world was a vast expanse of white.

Under the telescope, a pale yellow snow lotus swayed gracefully in the wind and snow. Suddenly, a small, palm-sized rabbit emerged from the snow slope, looked around, and, finding no danger, cautiously approached the snow lotus.

The short-eared rabbit sniffed the snow lotus, opened its mouth, and bit off half a petal.

Ning Fusang rotated the telescope, and the view changed again. It was a frozen lake, pure and pristine, like a mirror reflecting the golden color of the sun and illuminating the white snow beside it.

This telescope is quite interesting.

Ning Fusang sighed inwardly. At this moment, Yang Ruo, who had arrived earlier, couldn't help but ask, "Junior Sister Ning, what kind of magic artifact is this? It looks quite interesting. Can I borrow it to play with?"

"Please go ahead, senior brother."

Ning Fusang handed the telescope to Yang Ruo, who stuffed the storybook into his sleeve and didn't forget to thank her: "Thank you, Junior Sister Ning!"

The telescope was easy to use. Following Ning Fusang's example, Yang Ruo quickly mastered how to use it, as if he had opened up a new world.

"Junior Sister Ning, I saw a snow fox dancing!"

"There are also two lynxes fighting."

"There was a spirit beast that looked like a deer, but was entirely pale yellow and not as large as a deer. It ate a purple flower and fell into a coma..."

Ning Fusang: "..."

How could she not know that the spirit beasts of the snow mountain are all so lively and active?

"Senior Brother Yang Ruo, that's not a deer, it's a yellow-furred beast."

"Huh?" Yang Ruo didn't turn her head, but felt that the name was somewhat familiar. "I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."

Ning Fusang said expressionlessly, "Elder Gongyang mentioned it in his class."

"Oh, right!" Yang Ruo remembered, "It was mentioned in the last class." He had been listening very attentively at the time!
However, the image-recording stone that Elder Gongyang placed was too blurry; he only saw a yellow afterimage, which he couldn't match with the Yellow-furred Beast at all. This spirit beast was clearly much more beautiful than Elder Gongyang had described!

Yang Ruo turned the telescope and moved it to another place.

A touch of turquoise stood out starkly against the pristine snow. But the distance was too great for Yang to make out clearly what it was.

"Junior Sister Ning, can this magic artifact see even further?"

Ning Fusang had refined the telescope. She gestured for Yang Ruo to give it to her, gently twisted a small ring at the bottom, and then brought it to her left eye to try and see the current distance range.

A vigorous ancient Bodhi tree came into Ning Fusang's view.

This is……

Did it pass over Kongyun Temple?
Yang Ruo stood to the side, watching expectantly, but Ning Fusang ignored him and used the telescope to look elsewhere. A majestic tower suddenly appeared in the telescope.

The tower is solemn and majestic, with a black Buddha statue at the top, holding prayer beads and a vajra, sitting on a lotus pedestal with a compassionate face.

The tower is built of black stone and has many windows. The outer corridor is made of a special kind of black spirit wood.

On each level of the tower hung a forbidden bell, which spun in the wind, its sound seemingly piercing through the clouds and reaching the spirit boat.

Ning Fusang handed the adjusted telescope to Yang Ruo.

Yang Ruo had been curious about what she was looking at, so she eagerly took the telescope and looked down.

The layers upon layers of Bodhi leaves spread out like a giant umbrella. It turned out that the green he had seen earlier was from this Bodhi tree.

Through the gaps in the leaves, Yang Ruo saw an old monk sitting on a stone platform with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was meditating or dozing off.

An old monk sleeping is nothing to see. Yang Ruo turned his telescope to peer into something else.

A tall building has a plaque with three gilded characters that read "Scripture Repository". Inside, a young monk dressed in a snow-white robe is turning the pages of a book.

He suddenly looked up and glanced at the horizon.

"Senior Brother, what are you looking at?" Seeing that he was restless and kept looking up at the sky, Wuchen couldn't help but look up as well.

But what's so interesting about the sky except for clouds and snow?
Kong Sheng said, "Someone is passing by."

"A person?" Wuchen scratched his head, not quite understanding.

Kong Sheng lowered his eyelids and said indifferently, "Isn't the Sword-Questioning Tournament at Tianchi about to be held soon? Someone just passed by the sky above Kongyun Temple. It's nothing important."

As for the probing gaze, it held no malice, so Kong Sheng ignored it.

Upon hearing this, Wuchen suddenly realized what had happened.

"It's the Southern Star Sword Sect passing by!"

Only the Southern Star Sword Sect is located slightly south of Kongyun Temple; other sects will not pass over the sky above Kongyun Temple.

Wuchen stepped over the table and pressed down on the ancient book in Kongsheng's hand. "Senior brother, the Mirror Flower Water Moon Festival is always started by our Kongyun Temple. Why don't you go to such a lively event?"

If the eldest brother goes, he can go with him.

Kong Sheng remained calm and gestured for Wu Chen to remove his hand. Wu Chen immediately let go and sat back down.

Wuchen muttered to himself, "Since returning from Chizhou, Senior Brother has been staying in the Scripture Pavilion. Is he looking for some book?"

"Senior brother, why don't you tell me your name? I'll help you find it, and it'll be faster."

Kong Sheng shook his head: "I don't know either, what kind of book are you looking for?"

Wuchen asked curiously, "If you don't know what book to look for, how do you find it?"

(End of this chapter)