Chapter 29 Chapter 29 "Your Highness and I are husband and wife, so of course I feel pain...
The side hall where Fuxu temporarily resides is in the same courtyard as Jiuzhao's bedroom.
He avoided the guards to deliver medicine to Jiu Zhao, and the maid who went to the small kitchen was not in front of the palace, so no one noticed that he had visited at night.
Jiu Zhao, who knew nothing about this, saw him again the next day and, as expected, he began to train again.
The class lasted until lunchtime, but there was still no peace.
Fuxu asked Fuxu to remove the spell, and went out for a while while she was having dinner. When he came back, he had a golden cloth bag in his hand.
"What's this?"
Jiu Zhao stopped eating and showed curiosity in his eyes.
Fuxu untied the rope that bound the cloth bag, and a ray of silver light shone through from inside.
As if afraid that the contents would escape through the opening, he immediately tightened the rope. However, this did not prevent Jiu Zhao from determining the origin of the cloth bag with a single glance: "Hmm? Was that the light just now, was it the star cluster refined by the Star Control Immortal Lord?"
"From now on, daily lessons will be divided into two parts: physical training in the morning, and using these star clusters to practice body control in the afternoon."
The method of controlling the body is another new term.
Jiu Zhao had never heard that the star clusters controlled by the Star Controlling Immortal Lord had other uses besides displaying celestial phenomena.
During the training class, Fuxu would always explain the specific functions.
At this moment she was more interested in something else.
"The Immortal Lord of Controlling Stars has always been stingy. How did you convince him to lend the star cluster?"
Jiu Zhao guessed that it was probably an equal exchange, but she couldn't imagine what kind of treasure Fuxu could come up with that would attract the heart of the money-hungry Kongxing Xianjun - she looked at his simple and shabby Pimeng Palace, and it didn't look like he had a private collection of rare treasures.
Facing Jiu Zhao's scrutiny, Fuxu remained unmoved: "Immortal Lord Kongxing and I both serve the Three Pure Ones, so we have a certain rapport."
The excuse didn't sound very reliable, but Jiu Zhao knew that he never lied, so he had to keep silent in doubt.
After a short rest after the meal, Fu Xu took Jiu Zhao to the martial arts field.
When the barriers on all four sides rose up, he casually untied the cloth bag and let the stars rise into the sky.
A ray of brilliant light flashed by, and Fuxu recited the incantation taught by the Immortal Lord of Controlling Stars. The end of the static star cluster immediately grew a flaming tail. One by one, the stars fell rapidly in the air and were annihilated, and then reborn in the original place in a cycle.
The afternoon sun was blazing, and the splendor of the stars was greatly diminished.
Jiu Zhao looked up to admire it for a few moments, wanting to ask Fu Xu what his purpose was in transforming the meteor phenomenon into a celestial phenomenon.
Suddenly, a large hand grasped his arm, and both of their feet were suspended in the air, flying towards the flickering stars.
Fu Xu held her up, and his toes touched a falling meteor.
The solid feeling of stepping on the ground made Jiu Zhao realize that these stars were not just illusory fairy lights.
It fell so fast that it would disappear in less than a breath.
At this time, Fuxu jumped to the left again, and the two of them fell on another meteor.
Then the second time.
The third time.
The fourth time.
…
During the entire process, Fuxu did not emit any magic-driven aura. He simply relied on the strength of his body to shuttle back and forth among the fleeting meteors, constantly looking for a new place to land.
Such a high distance, dozens of feet above the ground, even if you fall with the body of an immortal and don't die, you will probably be in trouble.
Jiu Zhao jumped back and forth with him several times, feeling terrified. His protective immortal energy was about to overflow unconsciously, but Fu Xu waved his hand to stop the moving meteor, and slowly said, "The falling speed of the meteor is extremely fast. The opportunity to switch from one to another is only a moment.
"And when it's about to burn out, its glow remains, but it's incorporeal. If you can't control your body, lose your balance, or lose your ability to judge whether it's corporeal, you'll fall. This is actually the same as the test to climb the sacred Fusang tree. If Your Highness wants to win first place, these ever-changing meteor showers are perfect for practicing."
The Celestial Immortal Examination had existed for tens of millions of years, and Jiu Zhao had never heard of anyone using this method to practice.
Firstly, the Star Controlling Immortal Lord is difficult to talk to, so it is very difficult to borrow the star cluster.
Secondly, the Three Pure Ones have principles for everything they say and do. Most of the gods live by the will of heaven, and their way of thinking has long been solidified.
Jiu Zhao couldn't help but look at Fu Xu twice more: "Your method... is really novel!"
Fu Xu continued, "Your Highness, you should have seen my demonstration clearly, right? Please follow my method and practice on the star cluster. There is also another important point: during your entire training, Your Highness must not use immortal arts to aid you."
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"If I don't use magic, then I won't be able to step on the meteor, and I will fall to my death, right?"
"Your Highness, there's no need to underestimate yourself. With the strength of your Phoenix body, you won't die even if you fall from a height of several hundred feet."
“…”
From Fuxu's serious answer, Jiuzhao suddenly sensed a bit of inappropriate cold humor.
She was speechless for a moment, then said angrily, "Is this a question of whether or not you'll die from falling? It hurts so much when you fall to the ground!"
"Your Highness, why should you fear pain? Pain can only drive rapid progress. If Your Highness uses immortal arts to steady himself every time he misses a step, then this course has lost its meaning. Even if you practice in the martial arts arena for hundreds or thousands of years, Your Highness will hardly be able to compete with Ying Luo in the immortal rank exam."
Good job.
This stinky piece of wood actually learned to use Yingluo to stimulate her fighting spirit.
While seeing through his shallow purpose, Jiu Zhao's heart inevitably burned with resentment.
"Don't keep mentioning Yingluo. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
She glared at Fuxu fiercely and pushed him away from her. "I just can't believe it. Father God and Mother God are both the most powerful and favored children of heaven. As their daughter, how can I be inferior to a mere Yingluo!"
After she finished her bold words, she didn't even glance at Fuxu again, but focused her attention on the situation below.
Following Jiuzhao's idea, Fuxu returned to the ground and snapped his fingers.
In an instant, the stagnant star cluster seemed to come alive again.
…
Without guidance, Jiu Zhao was in a very awkward situation during his first attempt.
She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she always felt that when Fu Xu was by her side, the meteor's falling trajectory was not so fast.
Although she was worried that she would fall accidentally at that time, she was still able to control her body and her toes could always touch the solid object.
There was no one around now, and she was left alone facing the stars.
Coupled with the fact that he could not use his immortal power, the mind-numbing feeling of weightlessness continued to grow.
After another hurried jump, Jiu Zhao accidentally stepped on empty air.
"ah!!"
She screamed and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust from the training ground.
"It hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much—"
Her heart and lungs seemed to be dislocated by the impact. Jiu Zhao lay sprawled, her beautiful face distorted.
The dark robe fell beside her face, and Fuxu leaned over and extended his hand towards her: "Your Highness."
As Fuxu said, she felt pain all over her body.
But there was only pain, and the fighting spirit surged again after the pain.
She grabbed Fuxu's hand, got up from the ground, patted the dust off her butt with a stern face, and flew into the air again.
After a few breaths.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
Things always seem easy when others do them, but are extremely difficult when you do them yourself.
Jiu Zhao didn't know what to do and fell again and again for most of the hour. His determination to defeat Ying Luo was half gone.
This time when she fell, Fu Xu stretched out his hand, but she did not hold it and stand up.
She struggled to sit up straight, her face was distorted to the point of eight points, and when she looked at Fuxu, her nose was not a nose and her eyes were not eyes.
...Why is it that I am about to fall into pieces like a big watermelon, but Fuxu can stand there calmly and watch the show!
"Your Highness, are you not going to continue?"
Fuxu's light voice penetrated into his ears.
She is covered in dust and dirt, and she doesn't care about her image as a goddess anymore.
Jiu Zhao simply sat with his legs apart, wiped the dust off his face, and glanced up at Fuxu. Suddenly, he asked, "Do you remember when we got married, in the Qi Kuo Jue we made before the Heaven and Earth, there was a vow that said 'share happiness and misfortune, and remain inseparable'?"
Fu Xu looked down at him and asked, "Why do you bring up this, Your Highness?"
She has always been the only one who looks down upon others. How could it be reasonable for others to take the perspective of a superior?
Jiu Zhao jumped up and grabbed the young man's clothes, forcing him to bend down sharply so that his eyes were level with his. "That's right, a husband and wife should share happiness and hardship! I'm falling all over the place in the sky, and you're enjoying watching from below - is that right?
"If I throw you, you have to throw me too. That's only fair!"
Fu Xu knew very well that if these words came from the mouth of any immortal in Sanqingtian, he would feel unhappy.
But the woman in front of him, with her face turned up and a dirt mark on her cheek but looking lively and vivid, was his sworn wife.
She unconsciously half-raised her lips, and a bit of self-centeredness shone in her eyes.
He should have resisted.
After all, she had just confessed to Zhu Ying last night that she didn't care much about herself.
Can--
Fu Xu's heart skipped a beat, and when he came to his senses, his hands had automatically wrapped around his elbows, and he carefully helped Jiu Zhao up.
"Do you agree?"
Jiu Zhao, still unaware, continued to question.
She stood on tiptoe and brought her face closer to Fuxu's face again.
Fu Xu didn't say anything, but put his arm around her waist and returned to the center of the star cluster in a blink of an eye.
He separated a star and placed it under his feet, then quietly flew out of the range of the falling meteor. "Your Highness, please continue. I am here."
Jiu Zhao bit her lower lip, stopped teasing him, and started practicing again.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang bang.
To be honest, with Fuxu's gaze on her, her heart became nervous and she fell down more often than before.
The only difference was that the sound of it hitting the ground became two instead of one.
Fuxu always wore a black robe. No traces of blood could be seen on his injuries, nor any dirt or stains from his falls. His icy face, in pain, was unlike Jiuzhao's wrinkled eyebrows and nose. He was so calm, apart from a single noise, that one wondered if he had actually fallen.
Jiu Zhao was worried about his internal injuries, but he was still unbalanced. During the halfway break, he deliberately said something sarcastic: "Shang Shen Fuxu has cultivated a formless divine body. Does that mean he doesn't feel any pain at all? Otherwise, how could he remain so expressionless even after falling over and over again?"
Hearing this, Fuxu turned to look at her. His dark pupils reminded Jiuzhao of the time when they were very unfamiliar with each other when he first came back.
As if somewhere.
There was another subtle change.
Jiu Zhao shrank his neck, feeling a little at a loss.
He suddenly whispered, "Of course it hurts."
Fuxu turned his face slightly, and the starlight reflected into his eyes, instantly melting away the starless and moonless darkness.
He continued, "But what Qi Kuo Jue said is correct. We share good fortune and misfortune, and we are inseparable... Your Highness and I are a married couple witnessed by the heavens and the earth, so of course we should share the pain."
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