Chapter 5151 Ten years ago - Longyuan, where Yinglong was buried...
The first year of the Reiki Recovery, the morning of May 11th, Jinwuyuan.
After working overtime for a week, Ning Changkong finally organized the group of scholars from the Monster Clan's Hundred Craftsmen's Division and the Jixia Academy to form a "Divine Spear" research team.
Finally, my ears were clear. Ning Changkong rubbed his eyes and pulled the diagram of the formation at hand. He had just chosen the team for the "Enlightenment" project and was busy looking at the resumes of the "Shenge" research team. He was really dizzy.
Ning Changkong sighed. He had to balance the old-fashioned scholars and the overly aggressive young monsters, the conservatives and the reformers, and make sure that there were no Li Bo's men in the group. It was difficult to form a research team.
"So, what happened ten years ago?" Ning Changkong asked Bai Xian distractedly while transcribing the formation pattern on the manuscript into the computer drawing software.
Bai Xianqi asked, "Aren't you working now?"
"It's just mechanical work, just take it as a break." Ning Changkong operated the mouse without raising his eyes.
Bai Xian turned off his phone and said, "One question after another." This was the rule they had set for the past few days.
If Ning Changkong wants to know Bai Xian's past story, he must first be honest about his experience as Lin Jinsong.
"Then ask." Ning Changkong was busy typing on the keyboard.
Bai Xian walked to his desk and put his hands on it: "How old are you this year?"
"Twenty-five - don't turn off my computer! I didn't save it!" Ning Changkong screamed and grabbed Bai Xian's hand which was about to close the laptop.
"You're lying." Bai Xian said coldly, "I've heard a little bit about it. You went to Lingzhuan Academy only last year, right?"
Chu Qingge complained: "Actually, he just searched your name on the Internet and found some information about the midterm exam incident last year, but it was not complete."
Ning Changkong replied in his mind: "Well, so before the spiritual energy revived, the cultivation world basically left no trace on the Internet, which also had its benefits?"
It makes it easier for him to lie.
Ning Changkong raised his hands in surrender: "Well, actually it's twenty years old."
Bai Xian withdrew his hand and muttered, "That's more like it."
It seems that there is no basis for this, just to trick him. Ning Changkong stuck out his tongue.
After quickly drawing the partial formation of the spiritual weapon, he also made some annotations and analysis. Ning Changkong clicked save and looked up at Bai Xian: "So, what happened ten years ago?"
He had already told Bai Xian everything that happened on the night of the Lantern Festival, and Bai Xian had given him some feedback accordingly.
The Tripitaka records: "Yujia gave birth to Yinglong, and Yinglong gave birth to Fenghuang."
Simply put, Yinglong is his grandfather...that is, Feng Qingwu's father.
Therefore, the "dragon's breath" that Phoenix said should refer to Yinglong's breath. It also sounds reasonable that Phoenix's father's breath can open Phoenix's mansion.
But how did Gu Minghui get involved with Yinglong? Could it be that he had also been betrayed?
"Do you know," Bai Xian pondered for a while and then slowly spoke, "where does the 'Longyuan' in Longyuan Academy come from?"
Ning Changkong's eyes widened. It can't be true...
"In the treasure house of Longyuan Academy, the center of the protective formation is the dragon bone of Yinglong."
"——Longyuan is the abyss where Yinglong was buried."
"Of course, this is the explanation that has been passed down from generation to generation among humans." Bai Xian crossed his arms, looking more solemn than ever before, "I am more inclined to another theory."
"The Phoenix's residence is called Tongshan, and Yinglong's residence, as far as I can remember, is Longyuan."
"And ten years ago, I was awakened because of the appearance of the Dragon Abyss Illusionary Realm."
Illusions are always attracted by magic weapons with similar energy, so the entrance to Longyuan Illusion is naturally located at...
The treasure house of Longyuan Academy, where the remains of Yinglong are hidden.
The first year of the Reiki Recovery, the morning of May 20th, at the headquarters of the Alien Bureau.
When Mingqi attended the "Shenge" results presentation meeting for the first time, almost all the people and monsters present thought that he, like Minister Shi Jianguo, was just there to inspect the results.
When he started asking about technical issues, most people and monsters felt that, well, as expected of a phoenix, the foundation of his formations was very solid.
Until he connected his laptop to the conference room screen and commented on the current translation difficulties:
"Well, why not understand it this way? First look at this place in the upper left corner..."
When he said the third sentence, everyone realized that he was serious and that this idea was indeed worth discussing.
When he finished talking about the solution to this segment of the formation and solved several technical problems in the previous report, all the scholars understood one thing -
——Mingqi-kun’s formation strength is absolutely not inferior to, and may even surpass, the old dean of Lingzhuan Academy, Qiu Haoyun.
After all, at the end of the conversation, only the two of them were still able to say a few words, while everyone else was speechless and silently taking notes.
Mingqi decisively rejected the invitation to join the development process, saying that he was busy with official duties and could not spare much time. However, if he was free, he would still be willing to help solve some technical problems.
After Bai Xian watched over him and didn't let him stay up late, Ning Changkong's time was greatly reduced. Although the Soul Protection Division took good care of him and there wasn't much work to do, the official business of the Hundred Birds and the mess of the "Enlightenment" plan were enough for him to eat.
Even Chu Qingge was busy with the Lingshi preparation plant that Tiangong Technology was about to build. The two of them could sit down and study the "Shenge" matter on Tuesday and Friday mornings, corresponding to an internal meeting of the "Shenge" working group and an external report respectively.
"When will Tiangong Technology develop an automatic decryption and programming system for formations?" Ning Changkong scribbled on the draft paper while wailing in his mind, "I have a headache."
Chu Qingge ruthlessly rejected him: "Forget about it. You design the basic structure? You summarize the basic model? - The analysis on your right is messed up. It's an energy gathering formation. Take another look..."
The "Shenge" team used him as a humanoid problem-solving machine, and he wanted to take this opportunity to improve the abilities of this group of scholars. After deciphering the formation, he would also explain the analysis in detail, and even stayed a little longer after the meeting to answer questions.
After finishing the class here, he still had to teach Little Fox when he returned. Ning Changkong was a little curious whether his voice would become hoarse.
"I want to ask, this place..."
Here comes Ning Changkong’s most annoying student in the past two weeks, his dear second senior brother.
Yue Jingting is a diligent and good student. He always asks questions that are worth discussing and expanding upon.
It’s not that Ning Changkong resented him for adding to his workload out of thin air. It’s mainly because the last time “Jing Mo” approached “Anonymous User C4FE”, the process was the same: Yue Jingting sent him screenshots of various posts every day, telling him what he didn’t understand and asking him to explain it.
Damn it, there was even a video in which a cell phone was used to take pictures of a computer screen. Ning Changkong was so angry that his eyes were about to turn red that he gave him a tutorial on how to correctly take screenshots on a computer.
In short, Ning Changkong was too familiar with the knowledge points that Yue Jingting might have problems with, and "Jing Mo" was too familiar with the answering style of "Anonymous User C4FE". However, he was physically weak and had little energy, and solving problems was very exhausting, so he could not guarantee that he would not reveal any flaws at all times.
But the class still had to go on. Ning Changkong drank some medicinal tea to moisten his throat, and patiently began to talk. He also operated the computer and quickly drew some cases using array drawing software.
Yue Jingting stared at the screen intently. Phoenix showed not only an amazing level of understanding and thinking of the formation, but also an unexpected mastery of modern tools.
Two months ago, "anonymous user C4FE" shared a matrix drawing software for free on the Tianwang forum, and then handed it over to the community for maintenance and updates. As far as he knows, there are only a few young people in the official research department who can use that software to draw.
It was Ning Changkong who used it to draw pictures during meetings every day. This software gradually became popular in the "Shenge" research team. He also saw several old monsters clicking the mouse here and there awkwardly, and they were probably also learning how to use it.
Yue Jingting turned his gaze from the screen to Ning Changkong's face. The young Feng Huang was still wearing a mask. Yue Jingting had seen the face under the mask once in a restaurant. He knew that it was not Lin Jinsong's face.
But that face, just like every instruction Ning Changkong gave and every formation diagram he drew, still gave him a vague sense of familiarity.
The first year of the Reiki Recovery, the morning of May 24th, Jinwu Garden.
Today is Saturday, and I have a rare chance to rest. Ning Changkong is busy with his free time again.
"Okay, I've said everything I need to say." Bai Xian poured him tea helplessly, "I don't really know much about worldly affairs, so how can I know so much?"
How come he is like Xuanwu, trying to hide away from the world? Ning Changkong sighed.
Ten years ago, when Bai Xian was awakened, the then director of the Alien Bureau only asked him about the situation in Longyuan Illusion. Bai Xian told him the truth, but because he didn't want to see the relics of his old friend and be reminded of the past, he refused to accompany the advance team of the Alien Bureau into the illusion. He just helped to maintain the stability of the illusion passage and guarded outside.
At this point, Ning Changkong couldn't help but ask: "Then what happened to the previous Jade Void Sword Pavilion master who disappeared?"
With Bai Xian watching over it, there would be no problem with the passage from Longyuan Fantasy to the real world. Could it be that the old pavilion master was in danger in the fantasy?
Yinglong set traps in his own mansion?
Bai Xian recalled: "I remember that man. The aura of the Kunwu Sword was so obvious. He was the last one to come out. When he came out, his arm was broken and his body was covered in blood. I was scared to death."
"I thought it was strange at the time. Looking at the cross section of his wound, it looked like he was injured by the chaos of time and space. But I was watching the passage, and there was nothing wrong at all... Strangely enough, the Yaochi Qi on his body was particularly strong. Could it be that the Kunwu Sword was stimulated by the Yinglong Qi?"
Ning Changkong, who heard this at the time, was thoughtful: "Then have you noticed anything with the aura of Yinglong?"
"After all, we just came out of the Dragon Abyss Illusionary Realm. Those humans all have some of it..." Bai Xian frowned, "and I can't tell who has it heavier."
Gu Minghui's parents both worked in the Alien Bureau. Maybe that's how they got the dragon's aura? Ning Changkong stroked his chin. But Bai Xian couldn't remember if these two people were in the team that set out, and he couldn't find the mission record file of the Alien Bureau.
Ning Changkong was lost in thought, thinking about the conversation he had with Bai Xian a few days ago, when the tearful little fox knocked on the door:
"Teacher, Mr. Bai, that person is here again."