Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Two days later, people from Shenjian Manor arrived.

The man was dressed in a robe resembling an ink painting, wearing a jade crown, with a handsome appearance and outstanding temperament.

The young girl wore a plain brocade palace dress with a lake-green gauze over it. Her eyes were like water, gazing at the group with curiosity.

The people defending the arena at this year's Five Continents Tournament are all exceptionally good-looking and have impressive presence.

The man, named Wei Houqing, came with the young girl to greet the distinguished guest. He glanced at the girl indifferently and thought to himself, "Xueying, you mustn't be rude."

Wei Xueying pouted and turned her head away.

She only glanced at it a couple of times; how was that rude? Senior brother is such a stubborn old man.

Turning her gaze, Wei Xueying saw the group of people inside Shaohua Tower, but neither Young Master Fuying nor the female swordswoman from Fengling Palace were there.

However, given the relationship between Phoenix Feather Palace and Divine Sword Manor, Father will likely grant Feng Fuying a chance to go to the Sword Gate.

Wei Xueying couldn't understand it.

With their immense power, does Shenjian Manor really need to be on good terms with Fengling Palace?

No matter how great the world of swordsmanship may be, it cannot surpass the Divine Sword Manor.

Even she didn't have the chance to enter the Sword Gate.

Because Ning Fusang's spiritual power had not fully recovered, Li Jinzhen paid extra attention to her.

She and Ning Fusang walked behind, while Yang Tiaozhi followed at a leisurely pace.

Outside the Divine Sword Manor, a maze of paths stretched out. After passing through the peach grove, they encountered a complex network of winding paths. Following Wei Houqing, the group circled around several times before finally spotting the Divine Sword Manor.

The majestic and towering Ink Mountain pierces the clouds. On the stone plaque before the mountain gate are carved the four large characters "Divine Sword Manor," the strokes flowing like dragons and snakes, sharp and unparalleled. It seems to have been carved by a swordsman using a flying sword, possessing unparalleled spirit and an almost spontaneous, unrestrained charm.

Inside the mountain gate, the flying sword soared through the air, like a white bird skimming across the water, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The Divine Sword Manor has no rule prohibiting its disciples from using swords within the manor gates.

Wei Xueying said proudly, "The words on this stone plaque were carved by our grandmaster with his sword. It was done in one go without any breaks. It is also the most precious treasure of our Divine Sword Manor."

"If one is fortunate enough to comprehend even a fraction of one's master's sword intent from it, it is not impossible."

Even someone as composed as Wei Houqing couldn't help but show a proud expression when his junior sister Xueying mentioned their grandmaster.

The group looked up and glanced at the stone plaque a couple more times.

Fan Yuming and Ruan Zongquan watched most intently. Although their sects were not prominent, they valued every opportunity in swordsmanship.

Although Cao Jie and Weng Qianyi of the Wanyi Sect practiced swordsmanship, they did not follow the path of pure sword cultivation; rather, they focused more on cultivating sword supernatural abilities.

The silkworm spirit and Ning Fusang communicated telepathically.

【Fusang, have you figured it out?】

Ning Fusang lowered her eyelids and said calmly, "The time was too short to tell."

Her innate spiritual body only allows her to cultivate spiritual power faster than ordinary people; as for her innate wisdom, it is whatever it is.

Ning Fusang has a talent for swordsmanship, but he hasn't reached the point where he can learn everything just by looking at it once.

Those born with innate sword potential are even rarer than those born with innate spiritual bodies.

At the Jianmen Pass, Nan Chun and his entourage from Hezhou had already arrived.

The master of Shenjian Manor did not show up. The person in charge of this matter was a highly respected elder of the manor, who was also a master swordsman, with the Taoist name Xing Yi.

Because they were trained by a Grandmaster of Swordsmanship during their training at the Southern Star Sword Sect, the group did not experience much emotional fluctuation when they met this senior swordsman.

"Beyond here lies the Sword Gate of Divine Sword Manor. There is no danger there, but the opportunities are fleeting and not everyone can obtain them. I wish you all good fortune."

"Thank you, Master Xingyi."

The cultivators from Nanchun and Hezhou, along with others from Lingzhou, spoke together.

Watching the figure disappear behind the Sword Gate, Wei Xueying muttered, "When will I be able to go behind the Sword Gate and seek an opportunity?" Master Xing Yi tucked his hands into his sleeves and chuckled, "Xueying, you're still so young, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Everyone only has one chance to go to the Sword Gate in their lifetime. The higher your level of swordsmanship, the greater the probability of obtaining such an opportunity."

"If you enter the Sword Sect too early, wouldn't you be wasting your opportunity?"

Wei Xueying asked innocently, "Can't you and Father give me special treatment so I can go more often?"

Master Xingyi simply smiled and remained silent.

This is not something he and the manor lord can decide.

It's the Blade & Soul that won't allow it.

……

After entering the Sword Gate, everyone dispersed.

Ning Fusang looked at the broken swords scattered on the ground, some of them rusted and unrecognizable.

She never expected that this would be the scene behind the Sword Gate.

What is the opportunity within the Sword Gate?
Among a sea of ​​bronze and rusty swords, can you find a peerless divine weapon?

Is there a master's swordsmanship passed down within the broken sword? Or did you find a sword manual?
The rusted swords were piled up like a mountain, seemingly on the verge of collapse. Beneath them, in the cracks of the stone, weeds grew tenaciously and unyieldingly.

Ning Fusang stepped on a section of the scabbard, and it crumbled into dust. Clearly, the scabbard was too weathered and fragile to withstand a single blow.

Silkworm Spirit advised, "Why don't you try drawing any sword? You can't go back empty-handed. If it's not as valuable as your Su'a Sword or Dragon Bone Sword, then sell it for spirit stones."

Fog rose behind Jianmen.

It was all blurry; even the rusty bronze swords were no longer clearly visible.

A section of gourd vine shimmered with a purple-gold light.

Ning Fusang walked towards the purple-gold gourd, but when she arrived, the gourd had vanished.

This was not her opportunity.

She wasn't too disappointed and continued walking to other places.

A bronze shield stood in front of her.

What is this again?
Ning Fusang reached out to touch it, but the bronze shield dodged backward and spoke in human language: "Young man, you are not the destined one of Yishi Mountain, and you cannot open this door."

door?
Ning Fusang examined the "bronze shield." Was it a door?
Nothing like it.

Her voice was clear and cold, without any confusion. She simply asked, "I am not the destined person of Yishi Mountain, so why have you appeared in front of me?"

The bronze door said, "In this world, many people miss their chance to become immortals."

Ning Fusang: "..." What a missed opportunity!
She simply wouldn't believe it.

Ning Fusang reached out to touch the mountain gate of Yishi Mountain, but it was as if she had grasped a handful of moonlight. There was nothing in her hand, and the shadow of the bronze gate seemed to have never appeared.

Is this what they mean by missing out?

Ning Fusang thought that her strength was not strong enough to seize this opportunity, but one day she would be strong enough to control the elusive trajectory of all opportunities in the world.

She wants to turn the elusive fate of immortality into a destiny she can control.

Along the way, Ning Fusang missed the Purple Gold Gourd, the gate to Yishi Mountain, the magical bluebird, the goddess attendant painting by the master of painting, and the simple green bamboo stick.

The last broken sword spoke up: "My sword spirit is about to dissipate. Do you have a dagger that I can borrow to stay temporarily?"

Ning Fusang looked at the sword spirit, which resembled a mist that would dissipate with a single breath, and said, "I have a precious sword, but I don't have a sword spirit."

(End of this chapter)