Chapter 101 101 Sword Forging "Use my bones to forge a sword. ...
September 26, the first year of the Reiki Recovery, Chi Zhaoming's office.
"Your bones?" Chi Zhaoming repeated Ning Changkong's words word by word in a low voice, "You want him to make a sword with your bones?"
——It’s simply ridiculous!
Before Ning Changkong could readily agree, he was interrupted by a sudden loud noise.
The uncontrolled sword energy cut a deep sword wound into the floor, and wood chips flew everywhere, as if even the air was cut by the sword.
He looked down at the cracks in the floor, and even had the leisure to joke, saying in a relaxed tone: "Your temper is similar to Zuo Langning's. Once your emotions get out of control, your sword energy will dissipate."
Feng Huang was worried and reinforced the silencing spell here to ensure that no sound would leak out. After completing all this, he raised his head and noticed that Chi Zhaoming's hand had tightly grasped his wrist.
The Alchemy Body could not feel the force of Chi Zhaoming's grip on his wrist. Ning Changkong's consciousness was still a little confused after the ordeal. He blinked slowly and just came to his senses.
Oh, I'm really angry.
...Uh, what is he angry about? Ning Changkong was confused and couldn't organize any words to comfort him for a while.
Chi Zhaoming did not give him a chance to speak, and asked anxiously: "Where did you take your bones? Let me see."
"Director Chi? Calm down." Ning Changkong was unsure of Chi Zhaoming's strength, so it was inconvenient for him to just shake him off. He could only let him hold his wrist.
"How can you expect me to stay calm!" Chi Zhaoming almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his voice trembling barely perceptibly.
His emotions were like a volcano about to erupt, with anger and worry intertwined. Chi Zhaoming reached out to check Ning Changkong's body, trying to find any possible injuries or marks.
Has it been taken out already, or... as long as he agrees, Phoenix will take out her bones without hesitation?
The thought made Chi Zhaoming shudder.
Phoenix wouldn't hurt itself so easily, there must be some hidden reason...
Chi Zhaoming racked his brains to think. His heart seemed to sink into a bottomless abyss, and he was shrouded in an ominous premonition, with a cold feeling spreading from his spine to his whole body.
"How are you feeling now?" he asked without hesitation.
Yes... He also knew that Feng Huang had been ill for a long time. When Feng Huang came to the Alien Bureau for a meeting, the spies from the Intelligence Department repeatedly reported that he was in poor spirits.
Later, due to poor health, Ning Changkong was unable to provide phoenix blood frequently, and could only pluck his own feathers to supply the phoenix spiritual power needed by the Alien Bureau.
Chi Zhaoming was skeptical about the story of the Phoenix Nirvana, and was more inclined to believe that Ning Changkong was just in seclusion for recuperation after being seriously injured.
Was it because of the severe injuries sustained in the battle with Chiyou that caused his body to become seriously weakened... The Phoenix felt that he did not have much time left, so he wanted to make full use of his value at the end of his life?
"Nirvana, resurrection from the dead... I don't believe there is no price to pay." Chi Zhaoming said hurriedly, his tone revealing deep concern, "Is there something wrong with your body? Do you need my medical help?"
Looking at Chi Zhaoming's nervous movements, Ning Changkong finally realized the misunderstanding. He smiled and said:
"You misunderstood. I am talking about the bones of the previous body - the bones taken from the dead body after Nirvana."
Chi Zhaoming had originally jumped up from his seat because of anxiety, but after hearing Ning Changkong's words, he stood there, staring at Ning Changkong blankly, and his hand unconsciously let go of Ning Changkong's wrist.
Ning Changkong moved his wrists, but of course he didn't feel any pain.
The sudden disappearance of pain from Lin Jinsong's tortured body to this unconscious alchemical body brought him a strange feeling of warmth and suspension, and an irresistible sense of detachment, as if he was separated from this world by an invisible barrier.
His mind became easily distracted and his perception of the world became dull, but at least his spirit was temporarily relieved from the constant pain and could relax a little.
After digesting Ning Changkong's words, Chi Zhaoming's expression changed from anxious to serious. He still firmly refused, "That won't work either."
Ning Changkong was really confused now. He asked in confusion, "Why? I've already taken it out. It would be a waste to keep it there."
Chi Zhaoming was so angry that he laughed. There was a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Let Gu Minghui make a sword with your bones. What do you think they will think? This is too... cruel."
Those kids worked hard to avenge Lin Jinsong, while the real victims were racking their brains to think about how to help them become stronger.
He offered to protect them secretly when they challenged the Phoenix, creating an environment that allowed these young people to face life and death and undergo hardships, while ensuring that they would not actually fall into the threat of death.
The Phoenix even took out its own bones and presented them to the door attentively, saying that they were top-quality materials and could be used to forge swords.
With this sword, you can become stronger and avenge me... How absurd and cruel this is.
How dare he?
Ning Changkong blinked and said as a matter of course: "It's OK as long as they don't know. How simple."
"——You also know that this is not something you can tell them!" Chi Zhaoming responded unhappily.
Chi Zhaoming sat back down and pulled the table, trying to cover the sword mark on the ground, using this action to calm himself.
"I don't understand, Director Chi. Why are you reacting so strongly?"
"I have already taken out the bones. It would be a waste if we don't use them. From a utilitarian point of view, it is a good deal." Feng Huang carefully analyzed the pros and cons for him, and tried seriously to convince Chi Zhaoming to use his bones to forge a sword.
Ning Changkong even took Chi Zhaoming's feelings into consideration and added considerately:
"I'm not Lin Jinsong—or not anymore. I'm not your descendant, and I don't need you to take care of me like a child, really."
Why is the reaction so big?
Why do I feel so guilty?
Chi Zhaoming knew very well that it was because he saw the naked hatred that Gu Minghui and others had for Phoenix, the murderer who killed Lin Jinsong.
It was because he suddenly remembered that he was also a murderer.
**
Half a year ago, on February 27th, at 10:42, in the meeting room of the Abnormal Events Management Bureau’s Capital Headquarters.
Chi Zhaoming had just returned from Lin Jinsong's funeral when he saw the name Ning Changkong on the intelligence sent by the Intelligence Bureau.
There was so much heavy crying and sorrow at the funeral that he was suffocated. Chi Zhaoming read the document twice before his tired brain realized what the words "presumed identity is one of the Phoenix, Vermillion Bird, Golden Crow, and Bifang" meant.
It means the sins he tries to forget but which will haunt him for the rest of his life.
Chi Zhaoming did not agree to cooperate with Li Bo easily. He met with this old friend privately several times, each time trying to find out their true intentions.
Finally, he got an explanation: using the aura of Yinglong on Gu Minghui, he opened the former residence of the Phoenix and took something out of it.
As for what it is specifically, Li Bo always avoids talking about this point, and only vaguely mentions that this is the key to the revival of aura - perhaps even he himself does not know.
But the details were not important to Chi Zhaoming. What was important was that he was gambling the lives of a few immature students on a possible future of spiritual revival. From a utilitarian point of view, this deal was a good deal.
Chi Zhaoming was a little absent-minded at the meeting. The news reported by the Intelligence Department and the R&D Department was worse than the last.
It has the special characteristic of eroding spiritual power, has the effect of bewitching people's minds and stimulating the emotions of the dark side, and there is currently no countermeasure for the evil spirit... Ha, I really don't know whether what Li Bo took away at that time was the key to the revival of spiritual energy or the key to stimulating evil spirits.
He tried hard to control his gaze and not let it wander to the figure in the corner.
Ning Changkong. Chi Zhaoming silently recited this name. Phoenix.
Perhaps it was because he felt guilty about being a thief, and before he even asked the ancestor of the Hundred Birds tribe to "verify his identity", Chi Zhaoming had already involuntarily accepted this answer in his heart.
The timing was just too coincidental. He helped Li Bo open the Tongshan illusion, and the next moment, Ning Changkong, who looked like a phoenix, appeared.
Chi Zhao continued to think uncontrollably:
How much does Ning Changkong know about what happened on the night of the Lantern Festival?
What is the relationship between him and the child who unfortunately died - and Lin Jinsong?
Although Ning Changkong is now highly praised, the identity he shows to the outside world is just a monk who comes to the world to help others. Chi Zhaoming narrowed his eyes. If he could find a suitable opportunity to get rid of him...
His cooperation with Li Bo, as well as those unknown sins, may be buried deep underground and never see the light of day.
"Can I interrupt?" Ning Changkong raised his hand, and everyone's eyes turned to him, including Chi Zhaoming.
Ning Changkong was wearing a bird-shaped mask made of white jade. At this distance, one could see his calm red eyes through the mask.
Those were a pair of eyes as clear as a child's, untainted by the world.
Chi Zhaoming - Chi Zhaoming suddenly shrank back.
If Ning Changkong is Lin Jinsong, wouldn't he have contributed to the death of this innocent child for the second time for his own ambitions and plots?
Ning Changkong said calmly: "My spiritual power may be of a special nature...it has a miraculous effect on this kind of evil power."
Everyone began to whisper to each other, exchanging their views and guesses. The head of the Intelligence Department cast an inquiring look at Chi Zhaoming.
Although Ning Changkong has never revealed his origins in detail, his closeness to humans is obvious. If he wants to take advantage of this and pull him into his camp, now is the best time.
Chi Zhaoming's thoughts flew even further.
For practitioners, spiritual power is the bridge that connects them to heaven and earth, permeating every cell of their body and stored in every part of their body, including their hair, blood, and bones.
The technology to artificially create spiritual stones has not yet been invented, so the most direct and effective way to store the spiritual power of a specific person is to use a certain part of that person's body.
Lin Jinsong - Ning Changkong, Phoenix, are you really going to promise so rashly to save the world with your own flesh and blood?
September 26, the first year of the Reiki Recovery, Chi Zhaoming's office.
Chi Zhaoming did not answer the question directly, but instead asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "What does Nirvana feel like? Will it hurt?"
There was a slight tremor in his voice, as if the question meant a lot to him.
Feng Huang had said in person in this office that the piece of Resonance Spirit Jade that Yue Jingting had given him was broken because he had died once.
...because of the deal between Chi Zhaoming and Li Bo, he died at the hands of Phoenix.
"Of course it doesn't hurt." Ning Changkong shrugged, trying to change the subject.
Chi Zhaoming warned half-jokingly: "Be careful, I have a lie detector here." He pointed to the cabinet behind him.
For some reason, Chi Zhaoming felt an inexplicable sense of relief, as if the burden in his heart had been lifted, or as if his sins had been forgiven.
"Why do you still have this here?" Ning Changkong was a little surprised, but his expression remained calm. "I'm not lying. This body will not feel any pain because of Nirvana."
Of course, because it's the other one that hurts, Ning Changkong added silently in his heart.
"Then let's do it this way." Chi Zhaoming let out a breath and finally agreed to Ning Changkong's request.
Feng Huang immediately smiled and said, "It's settled. You pick a time and place, and I'll deliver the materials."
As he spoke, he stood up from his seat and said, "Okay, let's go tell them the news now - just say that you think Gu Minghui needs to improve his strength, and then you want to forge a sword for him. Don't say anything else!"
Before walking out the door, Phoenix turned around and asked with concern: "By the way, have you used up the phoenix spirit power in the feathers I gave you earlier?" I still have some extra blood here, do you want me to give it to you -
Before Ning Changkong could finish his next sentence, Chi Zhaoming interrupted him: "Stop talking."
Ning Changkong really seemed to have no idea of Chi Zhaoming's mood. He was at a loss as to what to do and finally just smiled helplessly.
Chi Zhaoming could easily read the hint behind this smile: since bones could be taken out from his own body, then blood would naturally have a similar method.
Chi Zhaoming didn't want to delve into this question, but various possibilities came to his mind: for example, bleeding himself to the point of near death, and then choosing to commit suicide. After Nirvana, he could be resurrected with full blood and gain several liters of blood. How convenient it would be.
So I can provide as much as you want, please use me as you like.
"...Really, don't say anymore." Chi Zhaoming sighed deeply.
**
When Gu Minghui heard that his master, who always procrastinated, was finally going to help him forge a sword, he was so excited that he almost jumped up.
Phoenix stood beside the master, with a gentle smile, explaining that he saw that his sword was broken, so he sent some materials needed to forge the sword.
Ah, as expected, if Jinsong provides the materials, then the master will have no reason to delay any further...
I don't know why, but when the master asked me to bow and thank Jinsong, he pushed me down with great force. It hurt so much.
What's the point of saying that I must repay others well? Master, I would repay you well without you telling me.
Well, the first thing to do is to kill the Immortal Bird and avenge Jinsong. Gu Minghui decided in his heart.
Someday in the future, when Gu Minghui looks back on this day, he will hate himself for being so excited at that moment.