Chapter 14 14 Young Miss? He froze and vomited...

The year zero of the spiritual energy revival, November 23, 13:02, Heluo Lingzhuan Academy.

Ning Changkong returned on time, before the person who brought him lunch.

Gathering the last bit of energy he had to thank the senior sister who brought him the meal, he sat down on the ground, leaning against the door slide, exhausted.

He swallowed hard twice, hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief from his body, then staggered and vomited blood.

Sure enough, my body has reached its limit.

It was only the day before yesterday that he recovered enough to stand up and walk a few steps on his own. Then he walked such a long distance, which took so much energy.

It is normal to vomit blood, as his newly grown internal organs are still fragile.

Ning Changkong sat by the door with his eyes darkening for a quarter of an hour before he stood up, holding onto the door. He casually performed a magic trick and used the bloody handkerchief in his hand to wipe off the body.

Then he took out a large bottle of antipyretic medicine that he had specifically asked Yan Yian to bring from his bag, tore off the label, and hid it in the drawer.

In the days to come, this will probably be the source of his life.

In the year zero of the spiritual energy resurrection, on the afternoon of December 13th, Heluo Secret Valley.

Standing in the mist on the top of the mountain, Qiu Haoyun squinted his eyes and watched Lin Jinsong tapping his toes and moving as fast as a swallow through the peach blossom forest transformed by the formation.

As the secret formation unfolded, the flower disappeared in an instant, transforming into a bamboo forest. The bamboos formed by spiritual power rustled, and their arrangement seemed to have a mysterious meaning.

Lin Jinsong walked straight up the mountain without stopping.

The demiplane ruled by Lingzhuanyuan, Heluo Secret Array Valley, is commonly known as Heluo. The word "secret array" comes from the secret array engraved on the valley to protect the academy.

In the Eastern spiritual world, this is the greatest man-made miracle in terms of formations.

Countless complex and mysterious runes deduced themselves according to the numerology of the River Chart and Luo Shu, creating this ever-changing maze woven by countless spiritual power lines.

The formations here are so exquisite and magnificent that even the Lingzhuan Academy itself can only maintain them and cannot recreate them.

Qiu Haoyun looked down at the Nine Star Compass in his hand. With this magical instrument, the abbot could control the protective formation of the abbot.

Lingzhuan Academy doesn't do that kind of illusion training; its own secret formation is the best test.

Following the path specially left by the secret formation of the trial mode, solving the puzzles along the way and climbing the mountain smoothly is the starting test for many disciples with average talent.

For Lin Jinsong, this was just an in-class test after two weeks of classes.

If my health had not been so bad, I would have had no problem taking the test.

"Do you think this kid can break your record?" Qiu Haoyun tilted his head and asked Yue Jingting, who was standing beside him and also observing Lin Jinsong's progress in solving the questions.

"It's difficult." Yue Jingting said directly.

He grew up in Heluo and had been lost and frustrated in this secret array since childhood, so he had an incomparable advantage in terms of familiarity.

Besides... "He can't keep up with the physical strength."

The pace of the people halfway up the mountain has gradually slowed down compared to when they first climbed the mountain, and it is obvious that they are having a hard time walking.

Qiu Haoyun frowned: "How come after such a long period of recuperation, your spirits haven't improved at all? Now you feel tired."

Qiu Haoyun really liked this kid. Regardless of how talented he was or how fast he learned things, the last thing he lacked was genius.

The most important thing is, this little guy has a sweet mouth!

He counted on his fingers:

The eldest disciple Li Bo is a man with a dagger hidden behind his smile.

The second apprentice, Yue Jingting, is too serious and has no sense of humor.

The third disciple, Yan Yian, is straightforward and a crazy girl.

Only this little disciple, who was not yet his disciple, pestered him with bright eyes to learn things, and after learning, he praised him highly, which made the old Taoist very happy.

Qiu Haoyun is now racking his brains to think of how to coax this little babe into formally becoming his disciple and becoming his apprentice.

The boy has a good temper, a good personality, and a good brain, but his health is not good. Qiu Haoyun thought absentmindedly.

It's a pity, such a good child, but he can't escape the fate of being poisoned at such a young age.

Yue Jingting looked at the old Taoist's face, which sometimes smiled and sometimes looked sad, and he could probably guess what he was thinking.

This junior brother is really good at talking. Among the senior officials of Lingzhuan Academy, those who were dissatisfied with the airdrop of a future dean, and those who were dissatisfied with the high expenses of spiritual springs and various medicinal materials, have been coaxed into submission in the past few days, and those who are resentful dare not make trouble in public.

It was also because of this mouth that gifts were sent to his room in waves, which made Yue Jingting sure: this child would never let himself suffer a loss.

Then... Yue Jingting narrowed his eyes. He coaxed the old Taoist priest, saying that he would learn more even if the class was delayed a little bit. What was the purpose?

Yue Jingting was frightened when he passed by their classroom for the first time. The children were so unsteady in their seats and were still attending class with pale faces.

He interrupted the class with a stern face, took the boy back to the room, and gave his master a lecture, saying that the child was not fully recovered yet and not to be too demanding.

He then deliberately conducted a few random checks, but the class was delayed even more. In the end, the children were not happy to see him, and a corner of his light blue Taoist robe was exposed at the door of the classroom. He then took the initiative to resign and went back to his room.

He studies too hard on weekdays and is nowhere to be seen on weekends, which makes Yue Jingting suspicious: What on earth does he want to do?

Qiu Haoyun's words interrupted his thoughts: "What is that thing that Yi'an has made... the talisman simulation and programming system? How is your research going?"

After the seminar, at the end of November, the headlines of all major media in the cultivation world were: Tiangong Technology was officially established, jointly created by three founders: Yan Yian, Chu Qingge, a scientific research giant, and Jiang Yunxiao, a business elite. Currently, it mainly deals in the commercial operation of talisman simulation and programming systems, officially named the "Tianwen" system.

Just as Ning Changkong said at the time, one was a human genius trained by Lingzhuan Academy, and the other had an unclear relationship with the Blue Bird under the Queen Mother of the West. Choosing a well-known human-demon hybrid from both worlds to run the company was unexpected but reasonable, and no one could fault it.

"There are some clues. I have an appointment with Yi An for dinner tonight. I will ask her again during dinner." Yue Jingting recalled the content of the last interview. "She seemed to say that she planned to write a tutorial, but she couldn't make time for it."

"She is so busy. So many people rush to sign contracts with her, waiting for her to take action." The old Taoist sighed, "One or two of them are willing to pay a huge price to ask this 'question of heaven'."

"I am old, and it is time for you young people."

Lin Jinsong's figure had appeared on the top of the mountain, and Qiu Haoyun pressed a button on his mobile phone with extra-large fonts.

"34 minutes." The Taoist priest wearing reading glasses squinted at the words on the screen, "It's a little slower than your 28 minutes, but it's also the second best in history."

Yue Jingting nodded and praised Lin Jinsong, "Junior brother, you are very talented."

Ning Changkong was amused. Why didn't he see that Yue Jingting and Yue Laoer were so shameless before? They insisted on accepting this little junior brother as their disciple before he even became their disciple.

Calling him "Junior Brother" comes easily to your lips, but it is not a good thing.

Lin Jinsong smiled at them while panting, and then began to cough weakly.

Yue Jingting frowned and patted his back: "Why is it that you haven't gotten better yet?"

Ning Chang felt empty-hearted. He couldn't say that he had been busy designing industrial production machinery and had to deal with homework, so he had been running a fever on and off for the past two weeks, right?

For fast travelers who have experienced countless worlds of trials and tribulations and are able to block out pain and fatigue, the only thing that prevents them from working overtime 24 hours a day is their body's ability to endure.

Before Chu Qingge reported that this body's liver had problems due to frequent medication, he didn't mind eating the bottle of fever-reducing medicine like candy beans.

After all, the body that was taken away is a short-term disposable item, so just make sure it doesn't become unusable before the mission is completed.

Ning Changkong was reluctant to reveal his physical condition, mainly because he was afraid that he would be taken care of too well and would not have the opportunity to sneak out to meet with Yan Yian and Jiang Yunxiao.

Lin Jinsong's coughing gradually subsided. He felt too guilty to look at his "Second Senior Brother" Yue Jingting. He just pulled the teacher's sleeve and acted coquettishly: "Teacher, I have another question about rune engraving. Let's go inside? I'll bring the stuff over to show you!"

"Don't you usually run to Taoyuan as soon as class is over on Fridays?" Qiu Haoyun said with a straight face, following his force and going down the mountain. "Why aren't you in a hurry to run today?"

He was still a child, always playing. He played from Friday afternoon until Sunday night and came back reluctantly.

Ning Changkong thought, Yan Yian said he had something to do in the afternoon, so the R&D meeting would not be held. It just so happened that he had a question that he had never found the time to ask...

"I have pondered this problem for a long time, but I still can't figure it out." He smiled, "I made this little thing to give as a gift. If I delay any longer, the time to give the gift will pass, so I have no choice but to ask the teacher for help..."

In the afternoon of December 13th, the year zero of the spiritual energy resurrection, in the reception room of Jiang Yunxiao in Penglai Taoyuan Fuluju.

"Yian? Aren't you busy?"

Looking at Yan Yian who was drinking coffee and working on the computer on the sofa, "Chu Qingge" said in surprise.

Today was an internal meeting, and “she” did not wear that gorgeous green dress, but simply wrapped herself in a thick navy blue windbreaker.

It's winter in the blink of an eye.

Yan Yian put down the coffee cup: "The contract to be signed this afternoon was discussed very quickly, so I came here to get some peace and quiet."

She was also a powerful steward of the Lingzhuan Academy in her day, and now there are countless people who want to make friends with her.

Jiang Yunxiao threw a file bag over to him: "Your ID, new mobile phone number, and bank card are all ready. Our contact information is also saved."

They all tacitly agreed not to ask: Blue Bird's contact information would be made after he became famous and then announced to others.

So whose number and ID card did "Chu Qingge" who contacted them before use?

"Anything else you need? Big and small sisters." Jiang Yunxiao gritted his teeth.

"Chu Qingge" blinked and turned to look at Yan Yian: "What's wrong with him today?"

"I was shocked." Yan Yian chuckled. "We went to the real world this morning to discuss the contract for the office building and factory. He said he would also finalize your residence in the real world."

"And then I met his human friends in the world of cultivation," she couldn't help but burst into laughter, imitating the uncle who knew nothing about the spiritual world.

" 'An apartment for young single women... Mr. Jiang, does your daughter have any special preferences?' "

"Then he started talking about 'young lady's long' and 'young lady's short', 'young lady will definitely like this style of decoration...' "Yan Yian became more and more excited as he spoke.

Jiang Yunxiao interrupted her: "Don't get excited. Guess what role you play in this story? A young mother?"

Yan Yian's neck shrank, but she still covered her mouth and giggled.

In the past half month, Jiang Yunxiao can be said to have lived up to the gambler's saying: Don't gamble if you are afraid, and don't be afraid if you gamble.

He really did as he promised, letting "her" do what she wanted. He showed his sharp edge in the business world, giving "Tiangong Technology" every bit of profit and every opportunity, and refused to give up an inch.

After failing to join the game, many people tried to alienate him from "Chu Qingge". After all, Yan Yian was young and easy to handle. Many people said that "Chu Qingge" was the blue bird born, fulfilling the omen of "the phoenix coming".

Does Jiang Yunxiao really have the confidence to bite off a piece of meat from this old monster's hand?

People with ulterior motives were surprised to find that the cooperation between the two was as solid as a rock, and Boss Jiang was willing to take the initiative to make concessions to Qingniao.

Rumors and speculations spread everywhere. It was seriously speculated that "she" and Yan Yian had other business to do with Jiang Yunxiao, maybe it was a talisman processing factory!

As for the improper ones...the tabloids outside were almost reporting that he was a lover who was devoted and devoted to Qingniao.

It's fine if she was mistaken for a lover, but how could she be mistaken for a daughter?

"Chu Qingge" cupped his hands and asked in a serious tone, "May I ask how old you are this year?"

"I have been doing business for twenty years, and I am now in my forties," Jiang Yunxiao returned the greeting, "I am forty-five."

If he works hard...it seems like he can really become Lin Jinsong's father.

Ning Changkong couldn't help but carefully examine his face again. Perhaps it was the influence of the monster bloodline, he looked very young, probably in his early thirties.

Ning Changkong said sincerely, "There is a saying, I wonder if Boss Jiang has heard of it?"

"A man can be five thousand years old, five hundred years old, but not fifty years old?"

Yan Yian couldn't contain himself and laughed out loud while clapping his hands.