Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 293 Helping out
As Bai Ni spoke, seeing that Ning Fusang seemed to have thought of something, she waved her hand in front of her, "Yao Ling, have you thought of a way to break the formation?"

Ning Fusang brushed her hand away and said calmly, "I don't know much about the Dao of Formations."

She hadn't had much experience with this kind of thing before.

Moreover, she had never even seen a remnant of a termite colony, so how could she possibly know the methods from the past?

However, there are essentially two ways to break a formation. Those who understand formations find patterns and key points to cleverly break it. Those who don't understand formations use brute force to break it.

Bai Ni was not without brute strength; she went into the formation twice but returned empty-handed, which shows that the formation was exquisite and profound, and could not be broken by brute force alone.

Ning Fusang picked up the ink stick and ground it a few times in the inkstone. Ink quickly appeared in the inkstone, and she picked up her brush to write on the Xuan paper.

Bai Ni stared at the Xuan paper, where she saw that the characters were written with delicate lines, clear structure, elegant and graceful, full of spirit, and truly beautiful.

Ning Fusang put down his brush, dried the ink with his spiritual power, and handed the Xuan paper to Bai Ni.

"Seeing the remnants of termites, I know it's an illusion; hearing the cuckoo's mournful cry, I turn back; in the dream garden, the sunflowers are still green; I feel the past flowing away like water?" Bai Ni recited the poem, her expression suddenly froze, and she asked, "Yao Ling, where did you hear these lines of poetry?"

Ning Fusang picked up his pen again and continued writing without even lifting his eyelids. He simply said, "I saw it on a mermaid's relic. I found it interesting, so I wrote it down."

The box containing the key had been destroyed by Ning Fusang, but fortunately, her memory was still good, and she remembered that there were a few lines of small characters engraved on the sandalwood box.

At first, Ning Fusang thought it was just a sad song lamenting the passing of spring and autumn, reminiscing about the past. But when she heard Bai Ni say that there was a magic array behind the Termite Pass called the Termite Remnant Array, Ning Fusang immediately thought of the small characters on the sandalwood box.

Bai Ni recalled the details of her time in the termite illusion, or rather, her dream. Did she hear the sound of cuckoos? She seemed to have always overlooked this.

When does the phrase "the cuckoo's cry turns its head" refer to?
Bai Ni fell into deep thought, while Ning Fusang had already picked up his pen and written down two more lines of poetry, which she couldn't quite understand because the poem was incomplete.

A white jade paperweight held down a corner of the Xuan paper. A breeze from the sea carried a faint scent of ink to Bai Ni's nostrils. She glanced down at the paper; two lines of large characters were written on it:

Bluebottle flies swarm, blood mingles with the falling reeds; a glance at the departing stars reveals the approaching dawn.

"Why do human cultivators always love to write poetry?" Bai Ni thought to herself, holding the Xuan paper.

She simply couldn't understand the intricacies and deeper meanings behind it.

The remnants of the termite army and the cuckoo's cry were easy to understand, but what did the sunflower in the garden refer to? She hadn't seen it in the termite illusion either.

Yao Ling can't rely on her to interpret the poem.

Bai Ni is very self-aware.

Ning Fusang smiled gently and did not explain that the poem was not written by a human cultivator, but by a merman.

Actually, it is somewhat different from ordinary poetry.

The tiny white pebbles on the beach refracted dazzling light under the sun, like stars or the wings of termites, radiating brilliance.

The waves lapped against the beach, and the spray crashed against the pebbles, making a soft rustling sound.

The spirit boat rocked and swayed as it entered the narrow strait. Towering waves, hundreds of feet high, crashed in like giant beasts.

Ning Fusang drew out the Xuanhuang Water Control Flag and waved it. A huge surge of spiritual power swept out, and the water waves subsided and returned to calm.

The water had just calmed when a tremor came from afar, and huge waves crashed in one after another. Bai Ni narrowed her eyes, then took out her zither and began to play "The Song of Subduing Waves." "This commotion... I wonder what's happening up ahead. Could it be a tsunami?"

"Qian Yuan has already gone to scout ahead; we'll know once news comes back."

As they were talking, the bright sunlight suddenly dimmed, dark clouds pressed down on the sea, and a storm was brewing. A long, slender black shadow appeared in the clouds, its long whiskers dancing in the wind, whipping the air like a whip, making a sharp whistling sound, but it was drowned out by the sound of the rolling waves.

Qian Yuan leaned halfway out of the cloud and said in a deep voice, "A demon has entered the Hundred Ant Pass and is fighting with that water unicorn."

Ning Fusang leaped into the air, and the walnut boat, which was about to be swallowed by the waves, transformed into a ray of light and disappeared into her sleeve.

Bai Ni rode the wind, her three thousand strands of black hair dancing in the air, gazing into the distance.

She had dealt with the water unicorn several times. Apart from occupying a certain area of ​​water and not allowing others to set foot there, it was relatively gentle in nature.

The current Termite Pass is now experiencing thunder and lightning, tsunamis and landslides. Such a huge wave must mean that the Water Kirin has been thoroughly angered.

Ning Fusang ascended higher and higher on his sword. Looking into the distance, he saw a water unicorn, its body a clear blue, covered with hundreds and thousands of small, mirror-like scales that shimmered with light and reflected the purple lightning that was about to strike in the dark clouds.

The water unicorn has a deer-like head with a pair of forked coral-like antlers. Whenever it walks on the water, it leaves behind circles of blue array runes.

Its movements are light and agile, leaping on the water's surface, with jets of water gushing out from the seabed like sharp swords, aimed directly at its opponent.

The demons opposite were all dressed in green robes, their faces hidden under their hoods, making it impossible to see their true features. The six demons surrounded the water unicorn, forming hand seals and casting spells. Instantly, countless black and green vines appeared out of thin air and lashed out at the water unicorn.

“This really doesn’t seem like a demon under the Peacock Demon King…” Bai Ni said softly. “It seems you were right earlier; there are other forces in the demon realm that have infiltrated the royal court’s secret treasury.”

Behind the six demons stood another person, dressed in a wide black robe and holding a scepter, like a wizard.

Seemingly sensing that someone was spying on him, the black-robed cultivator glanced in this direction. Dark clouds churned, thunder rumbled, and the waves surged. He didn't see anything, but his brows furrowed, and a sharp light shot out from his eagle-like eyes.

The wind whistled past Bai Ni's ears, and she seemed to hear Ning Fusang say, "Give us your support."

Whose side are we supporting?

She thought this subconsciously, but in reality, which side to help was obvious and didn't require any thought.

Compared to the Water Qilin, annihilating this group of demons would certainly be more advantageous for Bai Ni and Ning Fusang.

"However, dealing with six demon lords is a bit tricky." Bai Ni muttered, but her actions were decisive. She summoned her Frost Spear and prepared to join the battle. A streak of light flew towards her face; it was the Eternal Echoes Zither.

Her eyes lit up with joy, and she immediately captured the spirit zither, playing a strange tune.

The sounds of battle, with their immense power, surged towards the sea.

The sudden sound of the zither startled the water unicorn, but it quickly realized that the music was for its benefit, and its bright eyes gleamed.

The vines were severed by the sound blade, giving the water unicorn more room to maneuver. With light, nimble steps, it dodged the demons' attacks in a few quick movements and then charged at the demon closest to it!
That demon lord was also a veteran of countless battles, with incredibly keen senses. His ten fingers flew like a dance, and he made a hand seal before disappearing from the spot.

"Pfft-"

A slender sword thrust at him from behind. He looked down and saw that the sword was entirely white with a line as beautiful as a peach blossom running down its middle, stained with his blood.