Chapter 89 Nuwa's Thoughts◇

◎The truth about how to control your husband◎

After receiving the valuable teaching video, Fuxi, who was originally a deep and introverted person, became even more taciturn and more obsessed with the comprehension of the River Map and Luoshu.

His unreliable half-teacher once told him that his chance lies in the River Map and Luo Shu. When one day he is able to thoroughly comprehend the River Map and Luo Shu, his own status and that of the entire human race will undergo a tremendous change.

Fuxi did not like the Wahuang Palace, which had an extraordinary status among the human race. Ever since he could remember, everyone around him told him that his future belonged to the Wahuang Palace and to the goddess Nuwa!

He will be branded with the mark of Nuwa and become her vassal.

This was originally a good thing that brought honor to the family and was celebrated by the whole world, but Fuxi did not like this. After he grew up, he was summoned to the Wa Palace to serve the saint, but he never met the legendary Nuwa goddess.

Whenever I think about it, I always feel confused.

He had a vague feeling that this Holy Mother of the human race was not what the public knew her to be.

Moreover, he was not the lucky one favored by Nuwa to revive the human race as his clansmen and others said. Nuwa was not as simple to him as she seemed.

This idea took root deeply in his heart, and the desire to become stronger became stronger.

Therefore, the time Fuxi spent on comprehending the River Map and Luoshu increased from six hours to ten hours every day.

Nuwa saw it and felt anxious, so she could only complain to Kong Shuang, scolding Fuxi for not learning the good things but the bad things. After following Di Jun for so many years, he still had not learned the affection and tenderness that Di Jun showed to Xihe.

When it comes to loving his wife, he can't even compare to Di Jun.

Although Emperor Jun is dead, his legend remains in the ancient world!

Kong Shuang, who knew the inside story of the breakup between Di Jun and Xihe, couldn't help but twitch his lips:

Goodbye, Di Jun played with money, and died with money!

Seeing that she refused, Nuwa pestered her to judge the situation. Before she could finish her words, an idea suddenly occurred to her, and she thought of a question she had not asked for a long time:

"Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang, I've always seen Shangqing obey you in everything. I wonder how you can control your husband?"

As she spoke, she took Kong Shuang's hand and shook it gently, as if she would not give up until you said it.

Kong Shuang's smile froze on the corner of his mouth. He felt that Di Jun was dead, the demon clan stopped causing trouble, Fuxi was resurrected, even the realm of the saints was stable, and Nuwa was living a happy life, and she always made trouble when she was free.

As for her problem, Kong Shuang didn't even know where to start.

She was very ashamed of the words "how to control her husband". To outsiders, it seemed that the Sage Shangqing was completely obedient and indulgent to her. Even Yuanshi would glare at her from time to time, thinking that she was leading his well-behaved brother astray!

But the two parties involved knew very well in their hearts that between him and her, she was the one being controlled!

She was completely eaten by Tongtian!

It is so embarrassing to say this, I can't say it even if you kill me!

Kong Shuang cleared his throat and acted inscrutable: "Things like this—it depends on self-awareness. It's beyond the power of fellow Daoist and me to change!"

Isn't this...obviously saying that Fuxi doesn't have that talent.

This is really a mouthful of dog food!

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, loosened her hand, and laughed dryly. She was neither angry nor upset for a moment, and left the palace.

Cracks are beginning to appear in the friendship between the two best friends.

Kong Shuang was very proud of showing their affection.

Nuwa couldn't be offended, so after thinking about it, she decided to win back her fake best friend.

Nuwa's weakness is Fuxi, and she is half of Fuxi's teacher.

It is both the top and the bottom of the food chain.

Kong Shuang ordered Fuxi to come and see him.

Not long after, Fuxi arrived, bowed deeply, and said, "Greetings, Immortal Venerable."

Kong Shuang raised his hand to help him up, revealing a smile: "Fuxi, you have been in the Nuwa Palace for several years, but you have never seen the goddess Nuwa. Would you like to come with me to pay her a visit?"

Although it is a question, the tone is affirmative.

Fuxi was slightly surprised, thinking to himself that he had only said a few words in his mind, but how come the teacher already knew what he was thinking.

He replied, "Yes!"

The saint's residence is shrouded in fairy mist and fairy birds are flying around, which is a stunning sight.

As soon as he stepped into the palace where Nuwa lived, after being shocked, Fuxi felt a faint doubt in his heart:

I seem to have been to this place before?

When Nuwa heard the news that Kong Shuang was leading Fuxi to see her, she initially resisted.

She had not forgiven Fuxi yet, and her resentment was still there, so she did not want to meet Fuxi formally.

But she couldn't help it. Although she could observe Fuxi's every move through the cloud mirror, it was far less comforting than a real person could be.

He is her brother who has been with her for millions of years, and also her beloved lover.

How can I let go?

She suppressed her emotions and invited the person in.

**

Because he had long known that he was destined to serve the saint, the image of Nuwa had been shaped in Fuxi's mind thousands of times.

But it is far less beautiful than the real person.

With just one glance, he dispelled his previous speculations and suspicions about the Empress, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously.

There is a statue of Nuwa in the tribe. Due to the special nature of his identity, his mother asked him to worship it every morning and evening without any mistakes.

He had seen the statues of gods thousands of times, but now that he saw the real person, he realized that the statues, which were as rough as rubble, could not compare to the real person in the slightest.

The Queen was dignified and majestic, and extremely beautiful, just as he had imagined, but she was more compassionate to all living beings. Fuxi originally just wanted to take a look, but he couldn't take his eyes away.

His eyes flickered slightly, and an incredible idea ignited in his mind. The saint in front of him actually gave him a sense of familiarity and strangeness.

Familiar as if we were together day and night, yet unfamiliar as if we were far away from each other!

Kong Shuang was very satisfied with Fuxi's expression, and looked at Nuwa again. Nuwa still had the dignified and majestic image of a saint, and looked the same as usual, but she could see the hidden light in her eyes at a glance.

She smiled faintly, and Nuwa was finally coaxed back.

Suddenly, an untimely rebuke was heard in the hall:

"How dare you—you actually looked directly at the Saint, how disrespectful!"

The veins on Kong Shuang's forehead jumped, and he frowned as he looked at Lingzhuzi, a short boy in red who served Nuwa.

Naughty kids are always so annoying.

Fortunately, Nuwa and Fuxi were immersed in their reunion and seemed not to hear the voice.

Kong Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and decided to be a good person to the end. He directly cast a silencing spell on Lingzhuzi and dragged him out.

Lingzhuzi sobbed and felt aggrieved, but because of her reputation, she didn't dare to lose her temper!

In order not to disturb the two people's interaction, Kong Shuang simply left the Queen Wa Palace, circled in the sky for a while, and began to wonder whether he should go back to Wuzhuang Temple to chat with Zhen Yuanzi Hongyun or go to Kunlun Mountain to fall in love?

Then, her eyes fell on the figure moving back and forth in the distant Buzhou Mountain - another old acquaintance, no need to worry about it this time!

Kong Shuangfei fell into Buzhou Mountain, with evil intentions in mind, ready to scare the man.

Sibu Xiang had not been out of Kunlun for a long time, and he had almost forgotten what the wilderness outside Kunlun looked like. After he showed up, he found that the wilderness had really changed a lot!

Even Mount Buzhou is no longer what it used to be.

After a long while, he suddenly realized that Mount Buzhou had collapsed thousands of years ago...

This thought lingered in his mind for a long time, and Sibu Xiang sighed, sighing for Mount Buzhou and also for himself, a person lost in the wilderness.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure appeared out of nowhere in the air around him. The pressure was so strong that it was almost as strong as that of his master, the famous Yuanshi Tianzun in the ancient times.

He was a little stupid, but he knew that there was a powerful being putting pressure on him. He thought of many people and subconsciously remembered what his good friend Kong Shuang had complained to him about in the past, about how the Western Zhunti coveted the peacock and wanted to take it as a mount.

In terms of his parents' generation, he is on par with Kong Shuang. Could it be that the Western Zhunti has set his sights on him?

For a moment, Sibu Xiang broke out in a cold sweat, quickly closed his eyes, and silently recited his master's title.

After a long time, the pressure disappeared, but Sibu Xiang still didn't dare to open his eyes. He wondered to himself, could it be that the master's title scared people away?

Soon, a woman's soft laughter sounded: "Si Bu Xiang, why did you come out? Are you not guarding your piece of land in Yuxu Palace anymore?"

Recognizing the owner of the voice, Sibu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and wiped the sweat off his face in embarrassment: "Kong Shuang, why is it you? I was scared to death!"

Kong Shuang smiled and said, "I was just joking with you. Don't be angry. We are old acquaintances."

Si Bu Xiang was a kind-hearted person and didn't care about these things. He slowly squatted down and found a piece of green grass that looked fresh, shiny, plump and juicy in the lush grass, finally soothing his wounded little heart.

Kong Shuang couldn't bear to see the majestic prehistoric beast looking so foolish, so he turned his eyes away, implying that he didn't see it, and asked, "Shouldn't you be in Yuxu Palace? Why are you here? Aren't you afraid that Yuanshi will get angry?"

Sibu Xiang shook his head and answered truthfully, "I haven't seen Bai Ze since the war between the witches and the lich. I'm also concerned about the people of my Qilin clan, so I come out when the sage is not in Kunlun. It's just that I haven't been out of Kunlun for so long that I've long forgotten the way home."

Kong Shuang felt sad when he heard this. He patted his chest and assured, "It's not difficult. I'll take you there."

Si Buxiang nodded and walked with her. After a while, he suddenly remembered a question and asked the person next to him: "No, you don't know?"

Kong Shuang was puzzled: "What do I know?"

"I know the master is not in Kunlun." Sibu Xiang continued.

Kong Shuang sneered: "That's funny. What does it have to do with me whether your master is in Kunlun or not?"

Sibu Xiang scratched her head. Not only was her own master not in Kunlun, but all three masters had left. Given the relationship between Kong Shuang and Biyou Palace, how could she not know?

Before Sibu Xiang could even come up with a plan, Kong Shuang had already patted him on the shoulder: "We're here, why don't you go!"

Sibu Xiang came back to his senses and looked down at the clouds. It was the territory of the Qilin tribe. He couldn't help but thanked him happily: "Thank you, Kong Shuang, you are really my good friend."

At this point, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Over the years, I've made another acquaintance, a good friend of mine. His name is Fei Xiong. I'll introduce him to you next time."

Kong Shuang nodded perfunctorily, subconsciously feeling that the name sounded familiar, but suddenly he saw the sky filled with rosy clouds, hundreds of beasts roaring, and another strange phenomenon appeared.

Kong Shuang frowned, counted with his fingers, and then relaxed.

——Fuxi suddenly realized!

This matter is much more important than making new friends who are not introduced to each other.

She hurriedly said goodbye to Sibuxiang, and told him that they would talk about whether they were friends or not next time.

Si Buxiang agreed happily, and only after Kong Shuang's figure disappeared did he react a little too late and slapped his forehead...

How could I forget to tell Kong Shuang that the three saints in Kunlun Mountain are not here at this moment. They have gone to the galaxy to challenge each other for a fight!

How could he forget such an important thing!