Chapter 2424 Now that the battle has begun, let the blood flow...

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 12:45, Penglai, at the foot of Penglai Mountain.

Why is a divine beast here, using its own body and strength to maintain the stability of the entire demiplane? And why is it being corroded by evil spirits to this extent?

Ning Changkong looked at Bai Xian in surprise: "Why is His Excellency Xuanwu here? And why is there such a strong evil spirit?"

Bai Xian, who had seen the end of the mythological era, felt sad when he saw Xuanwu like this: "On the night when the spiritual energy revived, a high concentration of evil energy suddenly appeared here."

"Although we spent a lot of effort to suppress it here and prevent it from spreading outward, when the evil energy here first erupted, many members of our tribe still had the evil energy enter their bodies."

Bai Xian sighed deeply, then pulled him and said, "Let's go. We'll talk about the rest after we get out."

Ning Changkong stood still.

Now that we are here, let's get this resolved.

Chu Qingge interrupted: "Phoenix blood is mixed with ink, and an evil-repelling formation is drawn on top of the original formation. It should be able to suppress it temporarily, so the evil spirit will not interfere."

Ning Changkong gently pushed Bai Xian away and said, "I have a way to temporarily suppress this evil spirit. Let me try."

Bai Xian's expression changed: "What method? You still want to bleed?"

Ning Changkong did not refute, but looked straight at Bai Xian: "Since I have accepted the title of Young Master, I must do something for you."

Those were a pair of eyes as clear as a child's, untainted by the world.

Bai Xian recalled the young man who laughed and brushed the chicken feathers off his head and invited him to go with him many, many years ago.

Bai Xian sighed and said, "Okay, I will protect you."

His whole life depended on this kind of person... this kind of phoenix.

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 12:51, Penglai, at the foot of Penglai Mountain.

Chu Qingge said emotionlessly: "Both your favorability and trust have increased. Congratulations."

"Actually, what I want to say most is that there are many people who have reserved my blood. It's better to release them all today than to wait for another day." Ning Changkong cut his wrist again without changing his expression, which made Bai Xian, who was standing aside, terrified.

And if the evil spirit comes out to cause trouble again and another bird demon is knocked down, won’t he still have to bleed again?

He had just poured out more than half a bowl of blood, and he looked a little tired. The more blood he poured out, the paler his lips became, and his eyes were slightly closed, showing a bit of weakness.

After Chu Qingge reminded him to bleed enough, Ning Changkong took a beat to control the healing of the wound.

Chu Qingge turned off his dizziness, but the lack of oxygen from losing too much blood made his brain feel a little sluggish, and even the stabbing pain in his heart seemed to have gone away. He blinked hard, his vision was blurry, and the blood he was bleeding was blindingly red.

Fortunately, there was Chu Qingge, an external brain. Ning Changkong simply closed his eyes and completely let her control his spiritual power and body.

Then, in Bai Xian's eyes, he saw the pale-faced phoenix with its eyes tightly closed and its hands dancing lightly in the air.

Pure and peaceful spiritual energy flows through the fingertips, and blood and ink draw tracks in the air, outlining complex and delicate patterns.

These patterns intertwined and gradually gathered into a protective barrier. The Black Tortoise was surrounded by the barrier that warded off evil spirits, and the chaotic atmosphere gradually calmed down. The air was no longer filled with the faint waves caused by the leakage of the Black Tortoise's power.

The formation was completed. Ning Changkong opened his mouth and wanted to say: Next, we can wait for Xuanwu to regain his senses. But no sound came out.

He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt heavy as if they were filled with lead. His feet felt unsteady as if he was stepping on cotton, and only after falling into a warm embrace did he realize that he had just lost his balance.

Ah, my body has reached its limit.

It doesn't matter, I can finally get a good night's sleep.

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 13:46, Penglai, Yuxiang, Linghuang Mansion.

Qing Geng, who was hurriedly dragged from Lingquezhai to Linghuang Mansion, frowned and took the pulse, examining it over and over again two or three times.

The person on the couch had his eyes tightly closed, and his long, inky black hair was scattered, making his face look even paler.

It's not noticeable when she's wearing tight clothes, but when I help her change into pajamas, she looks too thin.

"Why did it take so long?" Bai Xian asked softly.

Qing Geng also frowned, and finally let go of Ning Changkong's hand gently, and stuffed it back into the quilt.

"The pulse is very irregular," he said carefully.

It was naturally Chu Qingge's work. The abnormality in Ning Chang's hollow vein could not be discovered.

"I checked carefully and found that it was indeed a sign of deficiency of Qi and blood and overwork. But... why is the young master's vitality so weak?"

The phoenix is ​​a divine beast, and even a young phoenix should be strong and vigorous.

"Mixed-blood, with human blood." Bai Xian reminded in a low voice.

Qing Geng's brows did not relax. "Even if we talk about human vitality, the young master looks only in his twenties or thirties, but his vitality should be much stronger than this."

Why is he so weak as a candle, showing some signs of dying?

Zhu Huan and Bai Xian, who were standing by the couch, exchanged glances.

This is not a good sign.

"I can't diagnose the cause either." Qing Geng sighed and stood up. "I'll write a prescription for replenishing qi and blood. You can recuperate for a few days first."

Zhu Huan led him out, and his voice gradually faded away, telling Qing Geng to keep the matter secret. Bai Xian looked at the unconscious man on the bed and tucked in the quilt for him.

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 17:37, Penglai, Yuxiang, Xiangyun Hall underground secret room.

Bai Xian pushed open the door and walked in.

"How is it?" Zhu Huan was wiping the mirror of the Hundred Birds Spirit Mirror.

The treasure of the Hundred Birds, the Hundred Birds Spiritual Mirror. As long as spiritual power is injected, the central mirror can show the bloodline diagram of the bird demon.

Bai Xian brought Ning Changkong back to the demon clan for this very reason.

"I just took a look and he's still sleeping." Bai Xian said with his arms folded.

"I checked him again while he was asleep, and it was indeed the aura of the phoenix. The blood ink he used to draw the formation and the medicine he gave to the doctors were also the real effects of phoenix blood."

Zhu Huan spoke slowly: "There are still some monsters who recognize the power of the phoenix. In just half a day, the rumor about the newborn phoenix has spread quietly among all tribes."

"What a good trick." Bai Xian said sarcastically, "Even if he is not the master's child, you hope to use the situation to make him the young master of the Hundred Birds?"

"I don't know what you are worried about, old ancestor." Zhu Huan also hit the nail on the head, "From the current point of view, the possibility that he is not the real phoenix is ​​very low."

Bai Xian was disappointed and stroked his hair unconsciously. "I just think that Feng Qingwu has been gone for so long... After his spiritual energy has recovered, it is still too unreasonable for such a big child to suddenly appear."

Zhu Huan put down the Hundred Birds Spirit Mirror and said, "It is unreasonable for the spiritual energy to revive, ancestor."

"The Phoenix has been gone for too long. In today's chaotic world, the Bird Tribe needs a new leader to gain a firm foothold..."

Even if it's not a real phoenix.

Thousands of years later, the word phoenix only has a private and friendly meaning to Bai Xian. For others, whether or not one is a phoenix is ​​a simple judgment of right and wrong.

Bai Xian's gaze was fixed on the Hundred Birds Spirit Mirror.

——Please take a look at this.

"...I understand." Bai Xian sighed.

The best effect would be achieved with the verification of the Hundred Birds Spirit Mirror and the personal authentication of his old friend, the Phoenix.

Bai Xian didn't want to talk anymore, and was about to leave when a message came flying over, with an urgent voice:

"Elder Zhu Huan! There's something wrong with that young man!"

He is the child who was left behind to take care of Ning Changkong.

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, February 27th, 17:35, Penglai, Yuxiang, Linghuang Mansion.

Ning Changkong was awakened by a nightmare.

The recast heart was pounding in his chest, as fast as a war drum. The sharp tinnitus suddenly weakened, and Chu Qingge blocked his perception.

"Concentrate. Calm your breathing." Chu Qingge's voice was like a chime, clearing away distracting thoughts. "Your health indicators are very dangerous now."

Ning Changkong was lying flat on his back and had difficulty breathing. Under Chu Qingge's instructions, he almost struggled to sit up. He pulled at the clothes on his chest and gasped for breath.

This was the scene that Bai Xian and Zhu Huan saw when they came in. The child beside the couch was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and kept asking him if he was feeling unwell.

The Phoenix on the couch was clutching the clothes with such force that the joints of her fingers turned white, and her breathing was rapid and disordered.

"What's going on?" Bai Xian was at a loss. Qing Geng, who came in a hurry, pushed him away, threw a few Qingxin Jue at him, and grabbed Ning Changkong's other hand that was tightly grasping the quilt, coaxing him to relax.

Qing Geng concentrated on investigating for a moment, then asked softly, "Is he in a nightmare?"

"Yeah." Ning Changkong's voice was still nasal. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve and whispered, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

This is a heartfelt apology. As a fast traveler, my emotions fluctuated to the point of physical reactions, which was worth being laughed at in the bar for a month.

Bai Xian still couldn't get used to seeing that face that looked like Feng Qingwu making such an expression, so he said softly, "This is your own home, don't apologize."

He sat on the bed and stroked Phoenix's back hesitantly: "What happened?"

Chu Qingge was also curious: "What did you see in your dream, Changkong?"

I just suddenly realized something. Ning Changkong gritted his teeth.

His attention was attracted by Xuanwu, and Bai Xian was talking about the crisis that had been resolved, so he almost forgot something.

The Xuanwu guarding formation maintains the stability of the entire demiplane. Doesn't it mean that once Xuanwu is completely corrupted by evil energy, the evil energy can be spread to the entire Penglai along the spiritual power flow of the formation?

Also, the official Alien Bureau maintains a number of teleportation arrays between Penglai and the real world, so many sects will set up teleportation arrays in Penglai, avoiding the trouble of setting up teleportation arrays directly to the real world.

Doesn't this mean that once the evil spirit breaks through Penglai, no, breaks through Xuanwu... almost everywhere in the world will be spared?

Ning Changkong wanted to slap himself twice half a month ago. He thought that the manpower of the Alien Bureau was even more insufficient, and the impact of the spiritual energy recovery on the demon world, which had always had abundant spiritual energy, should be limited, so he put all his energy into the human world.

Or maybe it’s due to lack of consideration, or the information channel is not smooth enough…

His thoughts were in a mess, and his breathing became short again. Qing Geng was about to call him back to his senses when he was grabbed by the sleeve.

"I want to go back to the human world." The young Phoenix said with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

He had to keep a backup plan and prepare for the worst.

No matter which side is completely lost, the demon world or the human world, he will bear this heavy burden alone.