Chapter 59
After the second explosion, the originally shaky third floor finally could not hold on any longer and collapsed under the nervous gaze of the crowd.
The school doctor who was hiding outside the crowd took a deep breath and revealed a look of pain, probably because he was worried about the instruments inside.
But these losses are not serious, since the headquarters has sufficient funding anyway.
The most important thing now is how to deal with that strange blood-red creature.
Gu Liangyou stood in the air for a few seconds, and suddenly asked Yi Yan: "Does our school have a glass cover that is a bit sturdier? I mean one made of special materials."
Yi Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, they have special explosion-proof glass when they do detonation experiments. Do you want this?"
"right."
Gu Liangyou stared at the blood-red piece of flesh that was slowly wriggling in the ruins, and said with some disdain: "I don't want to grab this thing with my hands."
The two explosions seemed to have exhausted the energy of the strange creature, and its movements became much slower. Because it was afraid of Gu Liangyou outside, it was still trying to shrink back into Zhou Ming's body, trying to squeeze out the last bit of vitality in his body.
But how could Gu Liangyou give it this opportunity?
"The wind is coming."
He turned his palm upwards, spread his five fingers, and murmured softly.
An invisible airflow gradually gathered and took shape, and the stone slabs and rubble that originally covered Zhou Ming floated into the air one after another.
The strange creature, which was also in a state of weightlessness, let out a shrill scream, which sounded like the harsh noise of chalk scratching on a blackboard. However, since there was no platform around to leverage on, even if it compressed its body and exploded and ejected at a very fast speed, it would be of no use in this situation.
Yi Yan looked at this scene with a little surprise, turned his head and asked: "How did you do it?"
He didn't remember his elf teacher ever teaching this item in wind magic.
Yi Yan, like Gu Liang, is a wind mage. However, compared to the demon god who can change the weather at will, Yi Yan, like Zhuge Xiao, has very little magic power in his body and can basically only play a supporting role.
However, although his total amount of magic power is small, his control is quite terrifying.
Especially for a sniper.
A sniper who can modify the trajectory and correct the accuracy of sniping is as useful as a top assassin in ancient times who could take the head of a general amidst thousands of troops.
"Rely on your brain." Gu Liangyou replied calmly.
He would never tell Yi Yan that it was actually the main personality that was helping him calculate the wind speed, which caused this state of "weightlessness".
Yi Yan: “…………”
However, Gu Liangyou's actions did help a lot. The ghost thing was too fast. Although the special forces had guns, it would not be easy to capture it alive in a short time.
When the special operations team brought a specially made glass cover, Gu Liangyou half squatted down and observed it with interest for a while.
It does look like a premature baby, but although the skin of a newborn baby is red, it is still different from its blood red color.
Everyone who sees its appearance will feel a deep discomfort in their heart.
Maybe it's because of the uncanny valley effect - it looks too much like a human, but its way of moving is relying on the suction cups on its body, like a soft-bodied creature without any bones.
And the hideous mouthparts were still stained with strands of fresh blood and flesh, just like a large leech that had just been pulled from a human leg and was full of blood.
The strange creature covered by the glass cover seemed a little listless. It tried to break through the cage several times, but how could the same material as the windshield of a fighter plane that could withstand the impact of a sonic boom be destroyed by a mere carbon-based creature? Not long after, it collapsed, and its breathing frequency gradually slowed down, turning into a pool of soft rotten meat.
Gu Liangyou lost interest after watching for a while. He hid back in his consciousness to rest, leaving the main personality to face the people surrounding him and the collapsed ruins of the school hospital in front of him.
"You, what on earth is this?" Gu Liangyi couldn't help but ask.
"You don't know, so how can I know?" Gu Liangyou said with a smile, "But judging from the way it survives, it should be a creature similar to a parasite."
Zhou Ming was also lucky. He withstood two explosions head-on and had his energy sucked out. Although there was not a single piece of good flesh left on his body, when Jin Xuan went to check on him just now, he actually still had a breath left!
Of course, this was also thanks to Yi Yan's emergency first aid he had just given him. Gu Liang thought, otherwise he would definitely not have been able to save his life.
"No, even with first aid, it is impossible for an ordinary human to survive such a serious injury," Lu Lang observed Zhou Ming's injuries through the large monitoring screen, his eyes shining, and said in one sentence, "This cultivator in the foundation-building stage has a physical fitness that even surpasses the top athletes and warriors on Earth!"
Regardless of whether Zhou Ming's strong physical fitness comes from cultivation or that strange creature, it means that the scientific research value is enough to bring about earth-shaking changes in the fields of medicine and life sciences!
He made the final decision:
"Notify the expert group immediately to hold a meeting and remotely formulate a medical treatment plan. No matter what, we must save him!"
*
Inside Lin Shenzong.
Zhou Ming, who had gone out to collect herbs, had not returned for two days. His master Zhou Qingzi was worried that he had an accident, so he asked the sect leader to tell him a fortune and predict the direction of good or bad luck.
Who knew that just before the sect leader began to divine, the spirit tablet that Zhou Ming placed in the hall suddenly broke into pieces!
In the silence, Zhou Qingzi shouted with red eyes:
"The demon cult has gone too far!"
Generally speaking, the spirit tablet containing the essence and blood will only break into pieces when the cultivator's cultivation is abolished or he dies.
But Zhou Ming had just established his foundation not long ago, and he was well-known for his good popularity in the Linshen Sect and he never made enemies with anyone. How could he be dead or alive after going out to collect herbs?
The only ones who would hunt innocent monks like this are those damned bastards from the Demon Sect!
Zhou Qingzi, who originally thought that his disciple was just lost, turned pale and blue in the face. After a moment, he suddenly swung his sleeves vigorously, summoned a flying sword, and was about to rush down the mountain to avenge his disciple, but was stopped by the first elder and the second elder on the side.
"Calm down, Elder Zhou!" The Great Elder advised him earnestly, "Let's wait for the Sect Master to finish his divination first. Otherwise, do you know where to find someone?"
"Is it not okay for me to go to the dungeon and look for that traitor?" Zhou Qingzi struggled in vain and could only stare at him angrily, "That bastard must know where the Demon Cult's headquarters is! He has been locked up for three months without saying a word, and I don't think he can still pretend to be mute after being tortured!"
"You are obsessed, Elder Zhou," the second elder stroked his beard, sighed and shook his head, "If we really use such despicable means, then what is the difference between us and those evil cult members who dig out people's hearts and livers at will?"
"snort!"
Seeing that he couldn't defeat them, Zhou Qingzi could only snort coldly and finally stopped struggling.
But he still did not give up the desire to avenge his disciple. After taking a deep look at the spirit tablet that had smashed into several crystals on the ground with his bloodshot eyes, he tightened his jawline and bowed deeply to the sect leader:
"Master, please do justice for my disciple!"
The old man sitting cross-legged at the top of the hall had gray hair and beard, and his skin was as loose as the bark of a thousand-year-old tree. It was unclear whether his eyes were open or drooping, and his long white eyebrows almost touched the ground, looking like he was about to die.
Even after hearing Zhou Qingzi's angry voice, his dilated pupils were still staring at the ground. It was not until Zhou Qingzi raised his voice and repeated it again that the sect leader seemed to realize it belatedly and slowly said "hmm".
——But in fact, he is the youngest among everyone present.
At the same time, he also has the highest level of cultivation.
The current leader of the Linshen Sect was originally an orphan in the mortal world. He was given the name Lin Zhang by the previous leader. He is only 176 years old this year. Among the cultivators whose average lifespan is over 200 years old, he is truly a man of outstanding talent and brilliant ability.
Therefore, he shone brightly from the moment he joined the Linshen Sect, and was accepted as the successor by the former sect leader, who taught him everything he knew.
In just a hundred years, his cultivation level surpassed that of several elders who had reached the state of Divine Transformation present, and he successfully entered the stage of transcending tribulation.
Every powerful being who enters the tribulation period must go through the painful five signs of decay, just like aging mortals, enduring the tremendous pain brought about by the rapid aging of the body. Then one day, when the Nascent Soul in the body is completely mature, he will face the thunder tribulation sent down by heaven and ascend to the upper realm.
"Don't be impatient, Brother Zhou," Lin Zhang said in a slow tone that could wear down an impatient person. It's not that he didn't want to hurry, but his body and mind were too heavy to allow him to hurry. "Let me tell you a fortune..."
He slowly took out the stick tube and slowly raised it above his head. His two skinny arms, as dry as dead branches, began to tremble and shake, and he felt that at any moment it would fall on his head because he couldn't hold it steadily.
But all the elders who saw this scene showed envious looks, except Zhou Qingzi, who was too worried about his disciple to think about anything else.
"Junior brother is indeed gifted," the great elder exclaimed, "It has been less than ten years, and you are almost over the Five Decays of Heaven and Man. Judging from the situation, you will probably be able to face the Ascension Tribulation in two or three years."
"Yes," the second elder also stroked his beard in agreement. "Look at me. Every day when I wake up from meditation, the first thing I do is look in the mirror to see if I've aged. But my appearance hasn't changed in decades. Even the crow's feet on both sides of my body are still six neatly arranged lines. I always look so young. It really makes me angry!"
"I got it..."
Before Lin Zhang finished speaking, Zhou Qingzi, who could no longer wait, ignored the sect etiquette and rushed to his seat. He opened his eyes wide and looked around: "What does the hexagram say? Is it good or bad?"
Although in most cases the shattered spirit tablet can be considered a dangerous situation, Zhou Qingzi still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
What if, what if it turns out to be a good thing in a bad situation?
He truly loved his little disciple Zhou Ming. Even if the latter could no longer practice, at least he could save his life!
It's a pity that he doesn't understand the hexagram, Zhou Qingzi said hatefully, otherwise there would be no need for the Sect Master to take action. He would have rushed to the Demon Cult's base camp with a sword in hand and made them pay for their blood debt with blood!
Lin Zhang reluctantly lifted his eyelids and took a look at the fortune, but his eyes widened slightly in surprise:
"Is...Ji...?"
"Auspicious? How is that possible!" Even though he prayed in his heart, Zhou Qingzi was still stunned when he heard the result of the hexagram. He said in disbelief, "Master, this is impossible? My disciple's spirit tablet is broken, how can this be auspicious? You are really not old-sighted... Well, am I seeing things?"
Lin Zhang narrowed his eyes and looked at it carefully again.
"No...Ji."
"I told you so." Zhou Qingzi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but then his eyes widened again, "So he's fierce?"
"No, it's...Daji."
Zhou Qingzi: “…………”
Lin Zhang pointed in a direction from a distance, and his voice sounded as if he was sleepwalking: "Your apprentice... is right there. Don't worry about his safety. The hexagram says, say..."
"say what?"
Zhou Qingzi was almost dying of anxiety. He had a bad temper to begin with, and this matter involved his most beloved disciple. He felt like he was being roasted on fire, and even the Nascent Soul in his belly couldn't help but become restless. Zhou Qingzi had to recite the Heart Purification Mantra several times, and then hurriedly took out a Heart Purification Pill from his arms and swallowed it, only then could he barely calm down the restless Nascent Soul.
After practicing for so many years, he didn't want to give rise to inner demons due to the restlessness of his Nascent Soul, which would lead to failure in his efforts.
"Zzzzz..."
But under Zhou Qingzi's eager gaze, Lin Zhang, who was sitting cross-legged on the soft mat, just slowly closed his eyes, tilted his head, and made uneven breathing sounds.
——His strength was exhausted and he fell asleep.
Zhou Qingzi: “…………”
He gritted his teeth and glared at the sleeping sect leader for a long time, knowing that the other party would probably not wake up for a while. He had no place to vent his anger, so he could only stride out of the hall with a cold face under the nervous gaze of the other two elders, and whistled loudly towards the bottom of the stairs.
"call out--"
In the surging sea of clouds in Kunlun Mountain, a huge, snow-white peacock flapped its wings and flew, landing in front of him from mid-air. It chirped softly and lowered its head meekly to its master.
Zhou Qingzi waved his hand expressionlessly:
"Come on, follow me to meet these bastards from the Demon Cult!"
The author has something to say:
The five signs of celestial beings are dirty clothes, withered hair, sweaty armpits, smelly body, and dissatisfaction with the seat. They refer to the five signs of celestial beings in the Desire Realm and Form Realm when their lifespans are about to end.
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