Chapter 2121 Mysterious Senior, your new vest, Phoenix, has already...

The first year of the Rebirth of Spiritual Energy, February 12, 21:36, on the side of a certain intercity highway in the capital of China.

How did the world suddenly become something he didn't recognize?

Du Yi and Dang opened their swords to block the opponent's attack.

Having just finished suppressing a cat cafe filled with cat demons that suddenly transformed, the Bureau of Heresy's Enforcement Division's 12th Squad is dispatched to inspect and clear the green vines that are blocking intercity traffic.

In the past few hours, these green vines have been proven to be unable to be ignited by ordinary fire, and can only leave shallow marks when chopped with ordinary swords. On the short video platform of the Internet, someone also recorded the results of using guns to attack them, which was not ideal.

This was already a difficult mission, but to make matters worse, as soon as they arrived at the mission site, they were caught off guard by a group of wolf monsters that rushed down from a lonely mountain on the side of the road.

It can only be said that it was unexpected but reasonable. Du Yihe narrowly avoided the attack of the leading thousand-year-old wolf demon, and mentally identified it with a wanted criminal of the Demon World's Soul Guarding Division.

The cultivation resources in the demiplane are limited, and the attitude of the entire cultivation community is: keep it secret from ordinary people.

Therefore, the usual work of the Abnormal Affairs Bureau is to "handle abnormal events": deal with some troublesome vengeful spirits, arrest human practitioners and criminals, and some ignorant monsters who do not know the rules.

As for those old monsters who have been lurking on some mountain for hundreds or thousands of years, in this era of exhausted spiritual energy, it would be a waste of their cultivation to kill people, so a certain tacit understanding was reached with the management department.

And now... this tacit understanding is broken.

Because the era of spiritual revival has arrived, occupying a mountain and becoming the king has once again become something that is both valuable and possible.

Du Yihe did not dodge the old demon's attack like he did several times before, but chose to take the attack head-on. He gritted his teeth and bought himself a moment to kill the wolf demon on the side that was about to kill his teammate.

Um, my ribs are broken... This is not a good thing.

But after calling around, the nearest Lord Zuo said it would take another quarter of an hour to arrive. Can they hold out for another quarter of an hour?

He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, and caught a glimpse of the wolf demon's bared fangs from the side and back, which was preparing to launch a sneak attack. However, his sword had already exhausted its power in this chopping move, and changing his moves to defend himself... was probably impossible.

Finished.

Just when Du Yihe was feeling hopeless, the old demon's smug expression froze in front of him, and then he looked down at his chest in horror.

The black tip of the gun exposed his chest.

The spear was retracted, blood gushed out, and the old demon's body slowly fell down, turning into an old wolf with gray fur.

Only then did Du Yihe see the person who suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Her long ponytail swayed in the night breeze. She was wearing a black and red outfit, and the hem of her dress was blown by the wind.

The bloody gun tips gleamed coldly in the moonlight, illuminating a corner of the battlefield.

With that ancient attire, it was obvious that he was a hermit monk. Du Yihe breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, many monks came out to help. I heard on the communication channel that the tenth team met an old Taoist priest who was hard of hearing and had just come down from Longhu Mountain, and the seventh team met a monk who was dancing with a Zen stick with great vigor. I was so jealous of him!

Finally, his twelfth team met the big boss!

"Kill them all, or capture them?" The man turned his head slightly to look at him, and the moonlight illuminated the jade mask on his face.

The white jade mask is decorated with red patterns that resemble bird feathers and beaks, mysterious and majestic.

Logically, the procedure should be followed, the person should be arrested, interrogated and then sentenced... Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. There was something a little unusual about the question raised by this senior.

Du Yihe quickly replied: "In this emergency period, kill without mercy."

It's rare to find such a humane senior! Du Yihe's eyes filled with tears.

The leaderless wolf demons saw that the situation was hopeless and immediately begged for mercy under the threat of death. Du Yihe quickly commanded his team members to handcuff them one by one.

The mysterious senior nodded to him slightly and then walked down the mountain. Du Yihe followed him nervously, and many wolf demons who seemed to be waiting to be tortured obediently also cast their eyes over.

I saw the senior standing in front of the knotted vines that broke out of the ground, twirling his fingertips lightly, flames rising into the sky, and the plants blocking the road turned into ashes in an instant.

The senior nodded with satisfaction. Du Yihe withdrew his shocked gaze. The wolf demon in front of him, whom he was about to torture, had already peed its tail.

......What kind of flame is that?

Knowing that these wolf demons would only keep their tails between their legs and not act rashly, Du Yihe handed over the command responsibility to the deputy captain and flew down the mountain.

"Wait a minute, senior!" Du Yihe stopped the man and asked cautiously, "We are... the government, that is, officials. May I ask what your name is?"

Only when he reached this distance could he see the pair of red eyes beneath the mask.

The senior put away his spear and nodded:

"Ning Changkong."

The first year of Reiki's revival, Monday, February 17, Longyuan Academy.

The first class of the new semester was a bit depressing. Gu Minghui, Wen Qingsheng, and Yan Xiaoling still found their familiar seats and sat down.

It just left a conspicuous space.

"Hey, long time no see! Good morning, everyone!" Xiao Chen, who had just walked into the classroom, greeted the three of them happily.

Yan Xiaoling forced a smile at him, and the other two just nodded, still with no expression.

Xiao Chen thought the three of them had forgotten about him, so he quickly introduced himself: "It's me, Xiao Chen! The Xiao Chen you guys saved during the midterm exam last semester!"

"Hey, have you heard about the resurrection of spiritual energy?" He continued with a familiar voice: "This world is really chaotic. The window selling Shengjian in the First Canteen is not open in the morning. It is said that the original canteen aunt is trapped in the real world and can't come to work..."

Not everyone lives near the teleportation array in the Foreign Bureau, and not everyone has enough cultivation to protect themselves on the road and reach the teleportation array smoothly.

Longyuan Academy has recently begun to study how to provide online classes for students trapped in the real world, which is a difficult task for a bunch of old-fashioned people who only know how to practice spiritual cultivation.

"It is estimated that many students will not be able to come to school on time. Let's see if 2/3 of them can come to class today... I see that classmate Lin didn't come. Is he still in Lingzhuan Academy? Or is he still in the world and unable to come?" Xiao Chen's gaze fell on the empty seat.

The seat in the middle always belongs to Lin Jinsong, surrounded by a small group.

Wen Qingsheng glanced at him with a subtle look, and Yan Xiaoling turned his head away.

Gu Minghui spoke in a calm tone: "He passed away."

Xiao Chen's eyes widened in panic: "Sorry, I don't know, I——"

"It's okay. Class is about to start, please find a seat and sit down first." Gu Minghui nodded politely.

Watching Xiao Chen walk away apologetically, Wen Qingsheng couldn't help but speak, whispering: "We can't draw a conclusion yet, we haven't found it yet--"

The word "corpse" was stuck in his throat. He didn't say it out loud in the end, but just pursed his lips stubbornly.

Gu Minghui responded with an unusual calmness: "The Gongming Lingbi was broken; the Zuo Pavilion Master personally confirmed that he witnessed the extinguishing of the warning spell; there was a large pool of blood at the scene, and it is estimated that the amount of blood was not small... Based on the existing clues, Lin Jinsong is more likely to be killed than to survive."

What he didn't say was that at this moment when his spiritual energy had just recovered, the Abnormal Department might not be able to spare too many people to help search for Lin Jinsong's whereabouts.

Wen Qingsheng shuddered at this cruel fact, and was about to slam the table and angrily denounce Gu Minghui for his cold-bloodedness when Yan Xiaoling interrupted him:

"It's time for class."

Wen Qingsheng took a deep breath, and his anger was calmed by a huge feeling of powerlessness.

…No matter what, life must go on.

The bell for class rang.

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 26, 21:19, present world·Chu Qingge’s apartment.

In the bedroom, a piece of wood was hanging abruptly in the air, and the computer keyboard and mouse "in front of" it were moving automatically without wind.

If you look closely, you can see that the computer screen displays a remote conference interface. At this time, the mouse clicks the microphone button, and a cold female voice comes from the wood: "The design of this place is decided like this..."

The bathroom door was opened with a swish, and Ning Changkong, who had just finished taking a shower, dragged his feet and threw himself into the soft sofa armchair.

He said in his heart voice: "Sister, my clothes are damaged again."

Chu Qingge: "...I'm still in a meeting!"

Ning Changkong sighed tiredly and ripped open the fast food bag on the table in a vent of anger. The fast food he bought when he returned to the apartment was already a little cold.

After all, on his way to buy fast food, he suddenly received a message from an alien department calling him to go to work. He stuffed the limp French fries into his mouth regretfully.

In the past two weeks, he has lived like a model worker. His daily life is roughly like this: a note comes from City A - runs to kill monsters and save people - leaves a new note for the Alien Bureau in City A - a note comes from City B -.........and so on and so forth.

He felt the Dijiang feather in his pocket. Dijiang controlled the power of space and activated the inscription engraved by Li Bo. As long as he left the breath of the destination, he could teleport.

When he first got it, he thought that having an extra teleportation skill would make it much easier to use the vest.

Now I just feel that this makes it easier for other places to oppress him.

In the week after the spiritual energy exploded, he flew Dijiang Feathers all over China, burning the green plants that were in the way and suppressing the monsters that were blocking the way.

Not only did the name "Ning Changkong" become famous among practitioners, but the Alien Bureau was also certain that he had space-related magic weapons in his hands. Any Alien Bureau fighter in any corner dared to call on him for help.

When he first sent the sound transmission talisman to Du Yihe, Du Yihe was surprised and happy, and almost got knocked down by him. Now, the people in the Alien Bureau have evolved to the point where they prepare a dozen sound transmission talismans, and when they see him appear, they ask him to inject spiritual energy into the talismans.

Tsk, considering that this batch of sound transmission notes was ordered from Tiangong Technology, how can it not be considered as the wool coming from the sheep?

Chu Qingge interjected, "Don't eat too much. Your intestines and stomach have just been repaired."

Ning Changkong put down the half-eaten fast food in disappointment and started to clean the table.

He could only find time to forage for food at night, and he couldn't eat much. Fortunately, his half-dead body was not picky about energy sources, and he could keep functioning just by absorbing spiritual energy and eating only half a meal a day.

Really, even if Phoenix wanted to incapacitate him, why did he use such a strong hand and kick him in the stomach?

After throwing the unfinished fast food into the trash can, Ning Changkong washed his hands while casually looking at his face in the mirror.

I've been watching it for half a month but I still haven't gotten used to it. This face has changed drastically after receiving the power of the phoenix.

Chu Qingge added: "According to machine detection, there are still three images of him and Lin Jinsong."

Lin Jinsong's appearance is as handsome as a bamboo, and this face...is even more gorgeous that makes it difficult to look away.

The shape of his eyes changed from round and soft to narrow, upturned peacock eyes, with slightly raised corners, which looked mysterious and noble, as if they could captivate people.

His figure became taller and more slender, and his physique changed from that of a malnourished teenager to that of a young adult. His short hair also grew to waist length overnight.

In order to save this life, Chu Qingge used some technical means and manipulated his spiritual power to forcibly connect the gem that sealed the phoenix heart and the remaining human heart together.

Chu Qingge concluded: "The operation was not successful, and the sequelae are very obvious, but it's good enough that she survived. Don't expect too much."

Ning Changkong was happy: "It's really a robbery from Prince Yan. It's good enough as long as she survives."

Ordinary human bodies are incapable of bearing the spiritual power of the phoenix, let alone the severely injured Lin Jinsong at the time. That part of the phoenix heart rudely reshaped his body, changed his appearance, and injected the blood of the phoenix.

In terms of existence form, he should now be closer to a hybrid like Jiang Yunxiao.

He leaned against the sink, one hand unconsciously covering his heart.

The rhythmic stabbing pain here, which was in sync with his heartbeat, made him feel dazed at times. Was it because the impression that pierced his heart that day was too intense that he still felt phantom pain even after the wound had healed?

But it was not, this was the sequelae of violent heart repair. As long as the heart pain continued, the pain would not stop. If the phoenix spiritual power was mobilized, the heart pain would be even more severe.

And there is no way to block out this pain. This body is a dying body that is being kept alive by the phoenix's spiritual power. It is the constant pain that keeps the awareness of "I am still alive" and keeps the consciousness tightly attached to the body.

As the saying goes, pain is the reality of being alive.

This life was really unbearable. He trudged back to the bedroom to see how to repair the damaged clothes.

Needle and thread are flying in the air.

"Are you done with the meeting? I was wondering why you talk so much." He sat down on the bed.

Although creating a human body was still too much of a burden for him, it was still possible to inject enough spiritual power into it and let Chu Qingge manipulate the spiritual power in the Spirit Cypress Tree to act as the Blue Bird on his behalf for remote meetings.

"Yes. At the R&D meeting, the plan for the second-generation 'magic pen' system has been basically completed. The next step is to study how to combine it with the formation."

After the resurgence of spiritual energy, the demand for talismans increased dramatically, whether due to heavy combat missions or the need for self-protection. Tiangong Technology monopolized almost the entire market with prices far below the market price and huge production.

Jiang Yunxiao had counted the money so much that he didn't even mention Chu Qingge working every day. However, Yan Yian had taken a leave during this period, so the partners' meeting couldn't be held.

It was precisely because the only person who was familiar with "Chu Qingge" was not there that Ning Changkong dared to let Chu Qingge, a rookie who could never pass the executor exam, play the role of Blue Bird.

Yan Yian... Lin Jinsong's death must have been a big blow to her. Ning Changkong felt a little guilty.

However, in a sense, "Lin Jinsong" was indeed dead, and what was left was just a disfigured walking corpse, kept alive by the phoenix's spiritual power.

A communication token from the Alien Bureau flew over, and Ning Changkong raised his eyebrows and took it.

"Tomorrow morning at 11:00, the Alien Department will hold a meeting to discuss the various phenomena after the recovery of spiritual energy. We cordially invite the seniors to come and give us guidance."

It was Chi Zhaoming's voice.

"Finally, I made it through." Chu Qingge sighed.

Ning Changkong sighed: "I haven't slept for a whole night in two weeks."

Those who are more diligent than him are not as good as him, and those who are almost as good as him are not as diligent as him.

Better than him? Sorry, after accepting the Phoenix inheritance, his fighting ability has improved by leaps and bounds, and he even dares to compete with Chi Zhaoming.

Not to mention the biggest secret of the Phoenix Spiritual Power...

Forget it, let's put on the vest first. Ning Changkong stood up on his knees. Chi Zhaoming probably wanted to continue testing him.

Chu Qingge asked him: "Still not sleeping tonight?"

"It hurts so much that I can't sleep." Ning Changkong randomly picked up a piece of clothing from a row of similar clothes in the closet, "Do something to distract yourself."

Before the Tongshan illusion completely collapsed, he endured the severe pain and took out two things according to Chu Qingge's instructions.

One is the bird mask, which is used to cover up his mixed aura of phoenix and human, and the other is the black gun that specializes in exorcising demons. According to Chu Qingge's information, the gun is named "Liuxian".

Chu Qingge knew Ning Changkong's current condition very well:

The fast traveler is a creature who is greedy for the world and the feeling of being alive, to the point of giving up on death and giving up on being human.

My life is full of pain even when my heart is beating. Living is like torture and I have to use work as a painkiller.

"Hurry up and finish the mission and leave, or I'll die soon. It doesn't matter, I don't have a choice."

This is Ning Changkong’s voice.