Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 32 Spring Festival has passed, but the verdant summer remains clear.

Yang Ruo immediately perked up her ears and looked at Gu Pingsheng expectantly, hoping that her master would be kind.

Gu Pingsheng leaned back in the rocking chair, swaying leisurely, his fingers tapping the armrests as if he were thinking.

"Go ask Ning Fusang." Gu Pingsheng paused slightly, glancing at Yang Ruo. "Run as many laps as she does."

"Huh?" Yang Ruo scratched the back of his head, not understanding his master's instructions, but he always respected his master and bowed slightly: "Disciple obeys."

"Okay, go ahead." Gu Pingsheng waved his hand, dismissing Yang Ruo.

Watching his junior brother's retreating figure as he went to run laps, Liang Heng asked, "Master, why did you make Junior Brother Yang Ruo run laps with Junior Sister Ning?"

If the master only wanted to punish junior brother Yang Ruo, to make him suffer a little and learn a lesson, he could have simply stated how many laps he would have to run.

Gu Pingsheng looked into the distance, gazing at the layers of peaks, and said calmly, "Back then, Ning Fusang killed Chen Ming. The scene was too bloody, leaving a deep shadow on young Yang Ruo. Subconsciously, he was afraid of Ning Fusang."

"If he spends more time with Ning Fusang, he will realize that she is not actually that scary, and his psychological trauma will naturally fade away."

He said to his disciple, “Fear can be amplified by one’s own imagination, and the more one understands fear itself, the smaller the space for imagination becomes.”

Since Yang Ruo was his disciple, he naturally had to consider his future path to enlightenment and eliminate his inner demons and nightmares in advance.

"Furthermore, Yang Ruo, that brat, spoke rudely and offended Ning Fusang. Let Ning Fusang decide how many laps he has to run, so she can vent her anger."

But when he got to this point, Gu Pingsheng sounded much more relaxed, clearly indicating that the latter reason was secondary.

After thinking for a moment, Liang Heng asked, "Does Master think that Junior Sister Ning was completely innocent in what happened back then?"

Gu Pingsheng closed his eyes to rest: "Have you searched through all the rules of the Southern Star Sword Sect? Has she violated any of them?"

"If she is wrong because she killed someone in a life-or-death battle, doesn't that mean the clan rules are wrong, and the person who set those rules is also wrong?"

Liang Heng was terrified and reminded him, "Master, even though you are an elder of the sect, you shouldn't speak ill of the Yao Hua ancestors."

Gu Pingsheng lazily opened his eyes: "I'm not senile yet."

He sat up, looked at the students jogging around the square, and said slowly, "In the end, although feelings are important, the law is greater than feelings. Ning Fusang is very smart. Her greatest strength is that she can do whatever she wants without overstepping the bounds."

"The fact that she could do this shows that she has memorized all the rules and regulations of the Southern Star Sword Sect."

Gu Pingsheng looked at Liang Heng: "Are you familiar with all the various rules and regulations within the sect?"

Liang Heng shook his head dejectedly.

The Southern Star Sword Sect is such a large sect that if you were to count them all, there would be at least tens of thousands of rules. How could he possibly remember so many of them?

"Master, do you think Junior Sister Ning will run a few more laps because of this punishment you gave Junior Brother Yang Ruo?"

Instead of answering, Gu Pingsheng asked, "What do you think?"

Liang Heng said, "This disciple does not know."

On the other side, Yang Ruo ran two laps and her face was flushed and she was panting heavily.

He finally realized how painful it was to be without spiritual power.

Ning Fusang slowed down, turned her face, and smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Yang Ruo, when will you be able to finish two hundred laps at this speed?"

"Two...two hundred laps?" Yang Ruo was so shocked that his jaw dropped. His voice trembled. "Junior Sister Ning, isn't the task Master usually assigns you one hundred and twenty laps?"

He clearly remembered that when he first came to the square to watch everyone run laps, his master said to add twenty laps for Junior Sister Ning. Ning Fusang looked puzzled: "Senior Brother, is your memory not very good? These past few days, the number of laps I ran each day was recorded by Senior Brother himself."

Yang Ruo seemed to have just remembered this, her eyes widened, and she stammered, "That, that was also one hundred and fifty laps, how did it become two hundred laps?"

Ning Fusang's eyes sparkled as she said gently, "I've changed my mind today."

Yang Ruo looked on in astonishment and disbelief. Could this really be happening?

"Senior brother, you're too slow, I'm not going to wait for you."

Ning Fusang patted Yang Ruo on the shoulder, bypassed him, and ran ahead, quickly leaving Yang Ruo a good half-lap ahead.

As the sun set and the moon rose, the Chaoyang Peak Square grew quiet. A disciple passing by noticed the solitary figure and said:

“Senior Brother Yang Ruo, Master Gu has gone to the Preaching Hall to teach his junior brothers and sisters. There is no one to supervise you here. Even if you don’t run away, no one will know.”

Why torture yourself like this?

Yang Ruo gritted her teeth and shook her head at the disciple: "Master is punishing me because I made a mistake. If I leave without finishing the two hundred laps, it will only make things worse."

His master often taught him that a gentleman should be cautious even when alone, and that he should not relax his vigilance even when no one is around.

Two hundred laps, Ning can finish, and so can he.

The disciple felt a surge of respect, bowed slightly, and said with clasped hands, "Senior brother's self-discipline and self-control are admirable. I offended you with my words earlier, please don't take it to heart."

Yang Ruo forced a smile: "I know that you said that because you saw how disheveled I was, you couldn't bear to see me like that and you were worried about me. Don't worry, there's still one and a half laps left before I finish."

The disciple knew he was judging others by his own standards, but Yang Ruo's sincerity made him a little embarrassed. In the darkness, his face flushed slightly, and after bowing to Yang Ruo, he quickly left.

As the evening breeze blew, Yang Ruo finished her last lap and collapsed to the ground, lying on her back. The stars were twinkling in the sky, making the night exceptionally beautiful.

After the outer sect competition ended, the sect returned to its usual tranquility.

This group of new disciples spent their days running laps, walking on plum blossom stakes, and climbing ladders with weights, and their nights cultivating. Time flew by.

Spring Festival has passed, but the green summer remains refreshing.

Summer in Yuling Prefecture is not hot; instead, the ground is covered in cool shade and a refreshing breeze blows.

Ning Fusang went to Taiyuan Hall yesterday to collect her summer sect attire.

The Southern Star Sword Sect has two sets of sect attire for each season. The summer set is an elegant sky blue. The only difference between the two sets of dresses is the embroidery, which is indistinguishable unless you look closely.

After changing into her dress, Ning Fusang went to Chaoyang Peak Square to meet up.

After a whole spring, everyone's physical fitness has been greatly improved, and they have all absorbed Qi into their bodies. Starting today, Gu Pingsheng will teach everyone swordsmanship.

Behind him was a sword rack brought by the handymen disciples, displaying forty-one black iron swords.

Gu Pingsheng put his hands behind his back and said in a clear voice, "Come up and pick one each."

Finally, he added a special note: "Leave that two-foot-five-inch sword to Jiang Xin."

Even if Gu Pingsheng didn't say anything, everyone would deliberately avoid choosing the sword that was obviously shorter.

After everyone received their swords, they felt an indescribable excitement and joy.

(End of this chapter)