Fu Hua didn't finish her words as the golden light shone so brightly that she felt as if she had lost something that had accompanied her for thousands of years. She felt an unprecedented weakness and completely lost her perception and consciousness. "You chose to stand aside because you saw her liberation. I chose to intervene because I like her and because I need her. But at least I did not go against your original intention with this blessing, Sue?" As Su muttered to himself with uncertainty, his figure disappeared into the shattered lake of his heart. Chapter 179: Red ibis always smells good "I can't feel my sword heart anymore." Waking up in a strange room and on a strange bed, Fu Hua pressed her chest thoughtfully. Then, he sat up subconsciously. Everything that came into view seemed strange. It’s not that I’m unfamiliar with the layout of the room, but the world in my eyes. The colors, light and shadow, and sense of distance are all normal, but there is a sense of difference, as if a filter has been removed. It feels particularly fresh and comfortable. "Red ibis!"
"Master!" Before Fu Hua could experience and think about these feelings carefully, two familiar warm and soft jades fell on her body, one on her abdomen and the other on her chest, and used a strong hug to express their worries and surprises. Then, Fu Hua's first thought was, how could this bed be of such good quality? Normally, with the strength of Ji Lin and An Qi, an ordinary bed should have collapsed long ago, right? "Okay, okay, I'm awake now and I feel fine. Sorry for keeping you waiting, so how long have I slept?" "Fourteen days have passed since you entered the operating room. Two full weeks, Iris!" "Huh? Has it been that long? I thought I just slept for a few days." Fu Hua placed her hand on Ji Lin's head, stroking it gently, revealing a faint and gentle smile. An Qi poked her head out from under Ji Lin, looked up at her, and said with the attitude of a doctor inspecting a patient: "Master, how do you feel now?" "Well... it feels much lighter now. By the way, where's Sue?" Fu Hua did not have time to carefully examine her own changes, and subconsciously asked about the whereabouts of her friend who had not been seen for thousands of years. An Qi and Ji Lin looked at each other, seemingly puzzled by this question. "Hey!" At this time, Cang Xiaoxuan slowly floated over from the side, sat on Fu Hua's shoulders, moved his butt to a comfortable position, and then answered Fu Hua's questions. "He didn't show up in front of us at all. It seems that he came here just for you. So, how do you feel? Are you all healed?" "Just to give me treatment?" Fu Hua could hardly suppress her disappointment and her eyes dimmed. Thirteen Heroes was one of the few relatively clear and complete fragments in her memory. A friend she clearly remembered, but he didn't stay to drink tea and chat. He came and went in such a hurry. Did he think he didn't fulfill his mission? Then, Fu Hua quickly shook her head again.
Sue is not that kind of person. If a man as gentle, compassionate and wise as he was unwilling to stay, there must be a compelling reason. "But, back then he just spoke in a way that was incomprehensible, but now he doesn't even leave any riddles. Has he changed too?" Fu Hua suspected that her old comrade's ability to express himself verbally had evolved, yes, but judging from the ease of understanding, it seemed that it had also degenerated? "I'm asking you about your health, you stupid guy. What are you thinking about?" "Nothing, just a little regretful. As for my body... I feel very good, or should I say very good. I feel more relaxed and comfortable than ever before. Dr. Jackal's technology almost makes me think I have returned to the ancient civilization." Fu Hua smiled easily. Although she was lying on the operating table, she was still able to feel some of the conditions in her body until Sue fell into her dream. The feeling of being turned over and over from the inside out, the feeling of having her muscles and organs manipulated by scalpels, water jets, lasers and even unknown instruments, as well as the feeling of having all sorts of reagents injected into her body - Fu Hua would unconsciously think of the memories of being alone with Dr. Maebius. It was the same back then, as Fu Hua lay on the operating table, while Mabius fiddled with every corner of her body as he pleased, enjoying it and lingering on. However, Fu Hua could only guess about Mabius's experience, and she still couldn't understand the thoughts in the mind of the Infinite Snake. Cang Xiaoxuan didn't know what Fu Hua was thinking about, but her answer put his last bit of worry to rest. So, the little doll's body simply fell back, and Cang Xiaoxuan simply lay on Fu Hua's shoulders, his white and tender little fat legs swaying. "I am so exhausted. I will take a nap first. You can go to the Jackal for a checkup yourself. Finish it as soon as possible and go home as soon as possible. I have a lot of things to deal with..." Cang Xiaoxuan really fell asleep. She was the most nervous person during the treatment. She had to worry about Fu Hua's condition, be wary of the other people who were restless, and try to get information from Tianhuo and Huishe from time to time. After two weeks of sleepless nights, even Cang Xiaoxuan was really exhausted. "Master, I will take care of Uncle Xiaoxuan!" "Chiyi, I'll take you to see a doctor!" The Angels quickly decided on their division of labor. One of them carefully held up Cang Xiaoxuan's soft body, while the other dragged Fu Hua out. Their relaxed smiles showed their good mood. …… Three days after returning to Taixu Mountain, Fu Hua resumed her previous daily routine. Early in the morning, she took Ji Lin and An Qi to practice boxing on the top of the mountain where the sun was about to rise but had not yet risen. Since she had mastered martial arts, Fu Hua rarely used the sword. In most cases, she preferred to use the Cunxin Fist because it was easy to practice and straightforward to use. For her, without the sword god, the effect of using fists or swords was the same. It could be said that fists and swords had already been integrated, and her fists and feet were swords. "Angie, you have already mastered swordsmanship. Boxing is not very important to you, but it can be used to train your mind and improve your ability to deal with special situations. So don't slack off. You must know that diligence makes you proficient, while laziness makes you lose." "Yes, Master!" "Ji Lin, your boxing skills are rusty. I don't know what level you were at back then, but now it seems that you still have a lot of room for improvement. Don't let An Qi leave you behind." "Don't worry, Chiyi! I've slowly regained that feeling, just wait and see!" With each punch and each move, Fu Hua knew the boxing routine by heart. She was calm in movement and strong in softness. The breeze blew her loose green outfit, and she did not forget to give advice to her friends and apprentices beside her, exuding the aura of a master as heavy as a mountain. But only Fu Hua herself is aware of her own changes. In the past, people practiced martial arts to calm their minds and cultivate their spirits, like walking on fragile ice. They had to cut off all distracting thoughts at all times and concentrate. The slightest movement would disrupt the body's destructive energy, and in more serious cases, it would deviate into obsession.
Shenyin is such a thing. Dr. Mei once reminded that this technology seems to have an incomprehensible deep connection with her body. Therefore, she was branded with the thought steel stamp of everything related to the collapse as an enemy. For thousands of years, Fu Hua has been in this dilemma: if her thoughts move to the left, she will be affected by the Collapse and become possessed; if her thoughts move to the right, that layer of ideological steel seal will be stimulated, and she will lose her mind and destroy the Collapse, including her companions who fight with the Collapse energy and herself. To the extent that Fu Hua got used to suppressing all emotions, shaping her heart into a transparent and flawless state, like an ice cube, with no joy or sorrow. 'I'm not used to the feeling of just punching for the sake of punching.' Fu Hua thought to herself, but she felt more relaxed than ever before. She was not like this before. When she was practicing, even the slightest distraction would cause the energy-destroying YiD to become imperfect. The blood was flowing, the body temperature was rising, and Fu Hua didn't want to stop after one set of boxing practice. She just moved this brand new body to her heart's content. Until the last punch was thrown, the force that came out of her heart stirred the air, forming a strong wind that blew across the entire mountain. "Is this the feeling of having your blood boiling?" Fu Hua breathed slightly, letting beads of sweat slide down her forehead, feeling curious and surprised at the passion that had not subsided for a long time. "Red Iris, are you okay?" "It's okay. I feel really good. I feel like I'm closer to my former comrades." Fu Hua looked at her fist thoughtfully. Fusion Warriors are all extremely blood-rich. The effects of the Hougan Beast gene and the super-transformation surgery have given them unparalleled vitality and recovery. The most extreme example is Mabius. Everyone agrees that as long as she doesn't want to die, nothing can kill her. Therefore, the fighting style of Fusion Warriors is usually extremely unrestrained, and it is a basic operation to bleed to death. But Fu Hua was the one who didn't fit in. Because of the influence of the divine sound, she had to be extremely restrained in the use of her body. If it affected her mental state, even just a little bit, she had to stop immediately. Otherwise, she would lose control directly under the influence of the divine sound, and the best outcome would be a violent death on the spot. Therefore, Fu Hua could not be as passionate as them and give full play to her body. She could only be precise and could only tap into her strength in a very limited space. This meticulously crafted fighting mode eventually evolved into the Great Void Sword God. But Fu Hua was very sure that even the top Red Iris Immortal was far inferior to her former companions in terms of endurance and extreme combat capabilities. She can't do it! Now, the situation is different. Fu Hua feels that she can also fight like Qianjie, Kevin, and Kosmo without any scruples! "Su, this gift..." Fu Hua raised her head and looked towards the distant sky, as if she saw that friend giving her a gentle and blessing smile. "Master, stop being in a daze. We should go back and eat." "No, let's practice for a while longer." "Ah? But you've practiced this many times." "I have recovered, better than I thought. But I have also lost my swordsmanship, and I don't want to rebuild it again. Now all I have to rely on is this brand new body. This is a brand new beginning, and I can't slack off." Fu Hua smiled, with the courage and confidence to start over again. She became stronger, then weaker, and the difference between them is hard to understand now. But Fu Hua believed that Su would not harm her. Since he had completely removed her sword heart at this time, he must have his considerations. What she can do is to make good use of every minute and every second from now on, once again become a strong person that An Qi, Ji Lin and others can rely on, and once again use her own strength to protect everything she has. "Chiyi, I'll practice with you!" "It's fine to do it together, but can you please not hold me like this? I'm sweating a lot, don't you mind the stink?"
"No way! Red ibis always smells good, hehehe!" "..." Seeing Ji Lin's flushed face, which showed no sign of disgust at her sweat but was even more excited than ever before, Fu Hua suddenly fell silent. Perhaps, compared to digging out the power within her body, her greatest test in Mount Taixu is how to maintain the chastity of this body next to her best friend who has such peculiar hobbies. Chapter 180: An Qi with a Bottom Line "Crash!" The clear water rushed down, wetting the thin clothes, revealing the white jade skin and exquisite figure underneath, just like a pure and elegant white lotus that has been lost in the world. Then Fu Hua let out a breath of foul air. After that, you need to drink some cold water to calm your blood, so that you can regain your peace of mind. It is not recommended for ordinary people to learn this, as it will catch a cold. He is a fusion warrior, so let alone cold water, even ice water or magma can be splashed on him at will. There is no comparison. "Huh!" ×2 The close friend and disciple next to him did the same thing, but after being rinsed with cold water, they both shuddered, then shook their heads and tossed their hair, splashing water droplets everywhere, reacting like a cat touching water. Fu Hua's lips curled up unconsciously. The next second, Cang Xiaoxuan floated in, took a look at the natural hot spring with 24-hour hot water nearby, frowned, and then burst into curses: "You put hot water instead of cold water, and you also infected Ji Lin and Xiao Anqi. Are you sick, you stupid guy? Have you forgotten that you were lying in bed a few days ago!?" "It's just that the heat is building up and won't dissipate. I just want to calm it down as soon as possible." Fu Hua explained subconsciously, pulling the corners of her mouth awkwardly, not daring to tell Cang Xiaoxuan that she had lived like this for hundreds of years. When Cang Xiaoxuan was still around, he probably never gave her hot water, so she couldn't stand this rough and unhealthy lifestyle. Cang Xiaoxuan glared at her, then took out a towel from his sleeve and threw it to An Qi. "They are both thousands of years old. It's hard to say whether they are human or not. It's harmless to torture them. You are different. You are still a child. You should take care of yourself. Hurry up and wipe your hair. Go to the hot spring to warm yourself up. Don't follow these two fools!" Cang Xiaoxuan kept muttering to An Qi, and after a while he couldn't help but take action. He held the towel and rubbed it all over An Qi's head, then took out a hair dryer from his sleeve and blew it around her while drying her hair. Afterwards, he tied Angie's hair and pushed her into the hot spring. Seeing Anqi's delicate and slender body completely immersed in the hot water, a healthy blush appeared on her little face as white as a boiled egg, and a lovely expression of enjoyment and intoxication was revealed. Cang Xiaoxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew I had to take care of the child! I rely on you two to send the child to the ICU as soon as possible! What are you still standing there for? Follow me in and take a bath! I have no shortage of hot water in Taixu Mountain!" Cang Xiaoxuan glanced over. Fu Hua and Ji Lin were frightened and hurried into the hot spring pool. Cang Xiaoxuan snorted, put his hands into his sleeves, and floated out. After a while, wooden trays floated on the hot spring water, with snacks, hot spring eggs, drinks, and alcoholic beverages on them. And Cang Xiaoxuan finally soaked in the hot spring - wearing the mini-skirt that he had just changed into. "Just a few days after getting well, you're already making trouble. I was in a meeting and I could hear the whirring wind from the mountain! Can you go somewhere farther away to play next time? If you keep making trouble like this, our house will be full of dust in a few days. You might even blow something down! Where's your concentration that allowed you to meditate for days? Hey! What are you doing, little Angie?"
Cang Xiaoxuan was floating on the water, with an unfriendly dead fish eye and his little mouth chattering non-stop, venting his anger at being harassed for most of the day. Then, An Qi caught him. An Qi: "(*ΦωΦ*)!" The enlarged purple pupils were like cat eyes. An Qi held Cang Xiaoxuan in her palm and stretched out her fingers to pinch her body. "Ahahahaha! Little Angie, please stop. It's itchy. Hahaha!"
