Chapter 23 23 Returning to the Nest uses phoenix blood as medicine, which is most effective. …
The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 11:30, Jinwuyuan, the capital of China.
Ning Changkong lowered his eyes obediently, allowing Bai Xian to hold his pulse and let the other party's spiritual energy travel around his body.
He had done a lot of cover-ups in advance, and Chu Qingge monitored Bai Xian's spiritual energy to ensure that the abnormality in his heart would not be discovered.
Question: How can he make up a story without revealing that he and Feng Qingwu are strangers, and at the same time explain his fighting ability and knowledge when he has no idea who the phoenix is?
Additional condition: It is best not to let Chi Zhaoming suspect that he is related to Lin Jinsong, so as to avoid being framed or silenced by him because of exposing his cooperation with Li Bo.
"I don't think this additional condition can be achieved," Chu Qingge pointed out, "Ning Changkong's appearance was too coincidental. You can only see if you can get Bai Xian's approval and make Chi Zhaoming jealous."
"The key is that we still don't know Chi Zhaoming's true intentions." Ning Changkong analyzed, "We still have the bargaining chip of the Phoenix Spiritual Power in our hands, but we don't know whether he thinks it is more important to suppress the evil spirit or to keep his secret."
The unique phoenix spiritual power that can restrain evil is his greatest reliance in proving his identity and gaining a firm foothold.
Bai Xian carefully examined it. It was the breath of a phoenix, for sure, but mixed with a bit of human breath. It should be a hybrid of a phoenix and a human. This bloodline... was indeed the master's.
But the child looked confused and said he couldn't remember anything. The only thing he described clearly was the study room in the Kiriyama fantasy and the sycamore trees all over the mountain.
According to Ning Changkong's description of the severe pain that felt like flames burning through his body, coupled with his admission that "I always felt that I shouldn't look like this", the most likely explanation is that after the Phoenix bloodline awakened, his body was reshaped, resulting in memory confusion.
The situation of mixed-bloods is complicated. Bai Xian couldn't figure it out at the moment, so he sighed. He should take it back to the regular doctor of the Hundred Birds.
Bai Xian looked at the child quietly holding the teacup in front of him and couldn't help but feel some sympathy for him.
He had been a recluse for a long time. If it weren't for the incident ten years ago, the Hundred Birds might not have been able to contact him. The Alien Bureau showed him Ning Changkong's video, and then he slowly learned how to use this... mobile phone.
The young human who taught him how to use a cell phone praised the child highly, praising him for his tireless efforts for humanity and for making those humans and monsters who dared to have evil thoughts fearful.
He will not fake his achievements. No matter what, he is a very good and obedient child.
"I believe it about 60% to 70%. Good trick." Chu Qingge praised.
Ning Changkong brought out the entry-level skills of a fast traveler: silence is golden, know nothing about anything, and let the natives fill in the blanks themselves.
The blood and power of the Phoenix are real and the credit cannot be faulted. Any further lies will only increase the number of times you say them.
Besides...his vest is invisible to Li Bo and Chi Zhaoming. The amnesia caused by the confusion of power can reduce his danger level in the eyes of the two and also lay some groundwork for his exposure in the future.
Ning Changkong lowered his eyes and drank a sip of tea. He just didn't know if Bai Xian would tell the truth to Chi Zhaoming.
Bai Xian had made up his mind, so he put down the tea set and stood up.
It seems I have to return from this trip to Penglai.
On the one hand, it is for identity verification, and on the other hand...
Why do the children of the Bai Niao family have to work for humans?
"Come on, kid." He smiled gently, "Let's go home."
The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 11:41, Penglai Yuxiang.
The land of feathers, the land of fairies, the land of a hundred birds.
It is the territory of the Hundred Birds in Penglai.
Bai Xian found an inconspicuous path and led people into the Hundred Birds' administrative office, Xiangyun Hall.
Feng Qingwu had been in seclusion for a long time, and there were many rumors that the phoenix had passed away. However, there had been no strange phenomena in the world caused by the phoenix's fall, so on the surface, everyone tacitly assumed that Feng Qingwu was still alive.
Therefore, Feng Qingwu has always been the nominal leader of the Hundred Birds. Over the past thousand years, the leaders of the Hundred Birds have been replaced, and the successors are only acting leaders.
Elder Zhu Huan, who is currently in charge of the territory's practical affairs, was indeed waiting here as agreed, except that there was an extra figure in front of him.
He is the young farmer in charge of medical care in the territory.
The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Zhongshan Jing, says: "There is a bird, which looks like a magpie, with a green body, white beak, white eyes and white tail. It is called Qinggeng, and can ward off epidemics. Its cry is its own."
Qing Geng and Zhu Huan both bowed to Bai Xian: "Grandfather." "Hello, Grandfather."
Then, both of them turned their eyes to Ning Changkong who was following quietly behind Bai Xian.
Bai Xian waved his hand and said, "You guys chat first, this is not urgent."
Qing Geng continued to report, and Ning Changkong listened carefully for a while. It turned out that there were too many tribesmen with evil spirits entering their bodies, and Ling Que Zhai - the hospital of the Hundred Birds - was overwhelmed with treatment.
Those who still have sufficient spiritual power are unconscious and must be tied up tightly to avoid hurting others. Those whose spiritual power is exhausted are about to be dragged down by the evil spirit and are dying, relying on the spiritual stones they are given to keep alive.
The exhausted Qing Geng was discussing the solution with Zhu Huan. Although the demons with deep cultivation can fight against the evil spirits and survive, not all demons have such cultivation.
"Good opportunity!" Chu Qingge spoke, while looking through the evil spirit treatment plan he had designed previously.
Indeed, Ning Changkong spoke softly, interrupting the two people's discussion: "I wonder if you can let me see the patient. I have been walking in the human world for half a month and have seen many people and monsters with evil spirits in their bodies. Maybe my method can be useful."
"Besides," he was not wearing a mask, his phoenix aura was visible, "my spiritual power is very effective against evil spirits."
Behind him, Bai Xian nodded imperceptibly to Zhu Huan.
The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 12:05, Penglai, Yuxiang, Lingquezhai.
Qing Geng led Ning Changkong into Lingquezhai, and Bai Xian walked a little behind.
The ordinary evil-suppressing formation has been set up, and a special person is injecting spiritual energy into it every day to maintain it, but it is obviously not enough.
Lingjue Zhai's carrying capacity had reached its limit. Those crowded in the hall were all mildly ill patients who had been infected by the evil spirit but were still able to maintain their sanity and were not too weak.
Ning Changkong moved his fingertips, and the clear and peaceful spiritual power was injected into the formation of Lingquezhai, and the phoenix breath spread softly. The air in the hall seemed to be a little fresher, and many patients were refreshed.
Even though he was mentally prepared, Qing Geng was still surprised and happy, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Even the young bird demon attributed this to Qing Geng and bowed his head in greeting.
Several older tribesmen had already revealed surprised looks, their gazes wandering between Ning Changkong and Bai Xian.
Ning Changkong twirled his fingers and resisted the urge to frown.
There were too many people. Even if he used the phoenix's spiritual power to strengthen the evil-repelling formation, it could only alleviate the symptoms of patients with mild symptoms. For those who were already possessed by evil and unconscious, using spiritual power alone would have to eliminate the disease one by one, which would be too slow.
Therefore, the most efficient method should be...
Chu Qingge said calmly: "Phoenix blood is used as medicine. According to preliminary estimates, 400 to 500 milliliters should be able to cure all the serious cases here. For the minor cases, we will use formations and magic to suppress them first."
Blood is a good carrier of spiritual power. He relies on the phoenix spiritual power to keep alive every day, and the concentration of spiritual power in his blood is even higher.
"Senior Qinggeng, I have a gift." Ning Changkong said, "Please give me paper, pen, and a bowl."
The three of them entered Qing Geng's office. Qing Geng quickly asked someone to deliver the things. Ning Changkong confirmed with him whether the medicinal materials were in stock, and quickly wrote down the prescription according to Chu Qingge's instructions.
"Okay." Ning Changkong stuffed the prescription with ink still on it into Qing Geng's hand, "Please both of you step out for a while..."
"We are not fools, kid." Bai Xian crossed his arms and spoke helplessly.
That's what you said. I didn't take the initiative to sell this misery.
Ning Changkong did not respond, but rolled up his sleeves. His fingertips transformed into blades, cutting his wrists, and blood flowed into the bowl.
"Hey, this..." Qing Geng was startled and turned to look at Bai Xian.
Bai Xian remained calm and signaled him not to act rashly.
When the bowl was almost full, Chu Qingge reminded him that it was enough. Ning Changkong heaved a sigh of relief, cast a rejuvenation spell to heal the wound, and put down his sleeves.
"Using this as a medicine, and mixing it into a medicinal soup, it should be able to cure seriously ill patients. If the quantity is not enough, I can help each patient to dispel the evil spirits one by one."
Qing Geng bowed solemnly and said, "Qing Geng thanks the young master on behalf of Ling Quezhai. I will send someone to deliver the blood-replenishing herbs to Linghuang Mansion right away."
Linghuang Mansion is the residence of Fenghuang in Yuxiang, which firmly acknowledges him as the young master.
Feng Qingwu, whose life and death is unknown, is still the master of the Hundred Birds. Ning Changkong is now the descendant of Feng Qingwu and can only serve as the young master.
Ning Changkong waved his hands and said, "I'm not in a hurry here. After you cure the evil monster, you can send the herbs when you have spare manpower."
After sending Qing Geng away, Bai Xian supported him and said, "Linghuang Mansion has not been cleaned up yet. Let's go back to Xiangyun Palace first. You can rest there for a while, okay?"
"To treat a demon that has been possessed by evil spirits is only a temporary solution, not a cure for the root cause." The pair of red eyes looked straight at Bai Xian, "I have never seen such a dense concentration of evil energy entering a body in the human world. May I ask Senior Bai——"
"——Can you take me to the source of the evil energy and see what it is?"
The first year of the spiritual recovery, February 27th, 12:32, Penglai, the foot of Penglai Mountain.
Bai Xian took him into the mountain and walked down the stairs.
"Penglai is the largest demiplane in the entire Eastern cultivation world. Maintaining such a large demiplane requires some... cost."
Ning Changkong chatted with Chu Qingge: "What do you think it is?"
Chu Qingge said leisurely: "The one under Mount Penglai, or with Mount Penglai on its back, should be Ao."
In Liezi, Tang Wen said: "The Emperor was afraid that the mountain would drift to the west and lose the abode of the immortals and sages, so he ordered Yujiang to make the giant turtle raise its head at the age of fifteen and carry the mountain on its back." This is the story of the giant turtle carrying the immortal mountain on its back.
Ning Changkong retorted: "It could also be Bixi, right?"
Bixi is the sixth of the nine sons of the dragon. It looks like a turtle and is good at carrying heavy objects, and is often used to carry monuments and steles.
Chu Qingge concluded: "In short, they are all big bastards."
"Several major tribes in the demon world take turns guarding Mount Penglai, every hundred years. This year it is the turn of the Hundred Birds Tribe."
The further down they went, the more compressed and solidified the air became, and the concentration of spiritual energy was so high that Ning Changkong could see crystallized spiritual energy between the cracks in the rocks, or the outlines of spiritual stone veins.
And mixed in it is a faint evil spirit.
"Just take a look and then go back." Bai Xian held his arm and said softly, "The evil spirit is too strong, and you just had a bloodletting, your body can't handle it."
Bai Xian's inner strength was deep, and Ning Changkong released the phoenix spiritual power to protect the two of them. Even so, he could still feel the subtle resistance as he moved forward.
The stairs were engraved with dense runes, like traces left by a formation crawling up the stairs.
Chu Qingge said softly: "It is indeed a formation that maintains the stability of the demiplane. The energy comes from the center of the formation."
At the end of the steps, at the center of the formation, it seemed as if even time had stopped.
One end of the huge chain was deeply embedded in the rock. The chain, engraved with ancient runes, emitted a faint light and a strong evil spirit was attached to it.
At the other end of the chain, a tightly bound, unconscious body emerged from the shadows.
"...Xuanwu?"