Chapter 60 60 I feel really bad for doing surgery on myself...

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, June 22, Linghuang Mansion.

"So, do you have any idea, sis?" Ning Changkong leaned on the bed and looked at his phone. He typed a few messages to his subordinates and made some arrangements before going on vacation out of concern.

Phoenix strongly advocates modern office, and the monsters working with him have long been accustomed to communicating with mobile phones.

Chu Qingge: "The stay was too short, and we didn't collect much information about the Immortal Bird's body."

The clearest information at the moment is the strange heart and the Nirvana Fire in the heart.

Ning Changkong scrolled through the screen thoughtfully. Another night passed. He did not put away the Phoenix Feather last night, but he was not pulled into Phoenix's body again.

It seems that the Phoenix feather is more like a medium connecting him and Phoenix, and the trigger for the soul to leave the body is more complicated...

Well, in order to get more information about Phoenix, he still has to carry the Phoenix feather with him and do more experiments. But the frequent soul-leaving is a big burden for him, and I don't know if his body can handle it...

"The time's up." Bai Xian reached out and took the phone from Ning Changkong's hand.

Ning Changkong raised his head and asked him, "Bai Xian, can the phoenix really achieve nirvana?"

Bai Xian turned off his phone and said, "This is a story made up in modern times. There was no such saying before. I haven't heard the master...your father say it either."

The phoenix in the modern poem "Phoenix Nirvana" actually refers to the Western immortal bird Phoenix, so this setting is correct.

Chu Qingge said, "Also, that body is filled with evil spirits. That's why you can hardly control spiritual power... or magic power. After all, it is a Western demon."

That's why Phoenix manipulates evil spirits to fight. Ning Changkong held his chin up. But it doesn't make sense. Eastern practitioners rely on spiritual power, while Western warriors and mages rely on magic power. They all use external spiritual energy to train their bodies and fill their bodies with spiritual power/magic power.

Phoenix's method was to actively let his body become a battlefield for evil spirits and magic. From his experience at the time, this operation could be said to be extremely painful.

Ning Changkong complained: "No, what does he want?"

Chu Qingge muttered: "Besides, I always felt that there was something strange about his body. Unfortunately, I stayed there for too short a time and I didn't find out clearly..."

In fact, the strangest thing is - why can he occupy that body?

Although the principle of quick travel is to use the soul's ability to reside in the body to occupy other people's bodies, only the body that has just died can be occupied by the cuckoo's nest.

Could it be that... Phoenix was actually dead that night?

Chu Qingge pointed out: "It is possible. We do not understand the mechanism of the resurrection of the phoenix. Perhaps during the resurrection process, there is indeed a stage where the soul leaves the body."

This gave Ning Changkong the opportunity to take over the old position.

"But there is still one question," Chu Qingge paused, "Why you?"

Why was he called "Master", his soul forced to leave his body, and dragged into the body of the phoenix?

Ning Changkong held his chin up in his hand: "After thinking about it, there is only one possibility——"

He sat up straight, met Bai Xian's surprised gaze, and said solemnly: "Bai Xian, I have something to tell you."

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, June 22, Linghuang Mansion.

Bai Xian stared blankly at the person in front of him.

Ning Changkong had a serious expression and spoke slowly and leisurely.

He said, I have never dared to tell you how I died on the night of the Lantern Festival. Ah, actually, I was stabbed in the chest by Phoenix.

It's not like I completely forgot how I accepted the Phoenix inheritance. I remember a red crystal rolling down in front of me.

Well, the gem-like crystal was strangely beating slightly as if it had a pulse.

"And then I put it in here." He pressed his hand to his left chest.

——I think that should be the fragment of Feng Qingwu’s heart that was sealed by secret method.

Bai Xian heard his own heartbeat and the sound of blood hitting his eardrum.

Bang, bang, bang.

"I guess... I'm not surprised that he's dead." It took him a long time to find his voice.

Hundreds of years ago, when he woke up alone in Jinwu Garden, he might have expected this.

It's just the second shoe that finally dropped.

The young phoenix turned down his mouth, seeming a little reluctant, but the words he said were still cruel.

He said that he used the crystal to repair his heart in a desperate situation. After a few months, the effect of the simple repair had disappeared, and he wanted to make some adjustments.

"Well, it's just reconnecting the meridians and blood vessels. I've been thinking about how to optimize the structure in this area, and the effect will be better."

"I don't have time to do it on weekdays. I just happened to have this little surgery done during my few days off."

"You'll help me, right?"

Bai Xian thought he must be crazy.

Just four months ago, Zhu Huan asked him to acknowledge Ning Changkong as the young master for the benefit of the Hundred Birds Clan, even if Ning Changkong did not have phoenix blood.

Two months ago, for the benefit of the demon race, he confronted Ning Changkong face to face and demanded to monitor this hybrid phoenix that was wavering between human and demon.

Now, Ning Changkong laid everything out, frankly talking about his past as a human, and the source of the phoenix's power. The only connection between him and the demon tribe and the bird tribe was the fragment of the phoenix heart that saved his life.

But what Bai Xian blurted out was:

"Does this 'surgery' have a big impact on your body?"

He must be crazy.

June 22, the first year of the spiritual energy recovery, Linghuang Mansion, master bedroom.

"You were fine yesterday... Why do you have a high fever again... Grandpa? Is there anything unusual today?"

"...I don't know. I haven't been feeling well since this morning..."

Dangerous, but it worked. Ning Changkong breathed hard, his lungs seemed to be pressed by a heavy object, and every breath he took was particularly strenuous.

Although he used his spiritual power to cut the crooked flesh inside his body and reshape and rebuild new meridians and blood vessels, ensuring that all the blood clots were cleared had already consumed all of his physical strength, and his body was chilling.

With the reference of the other half of the Phoenix Heart structure, the adjustment was indeed much easier.

But...it's really painful to perform surgery on yourself.

The pain spread rapidly from his left chest like a ignited fire. Every heartbeat seemed to be squeezing the flames of pain, causing them to run rampant throughout his body.

Qing Geng's words sounded particularly ethereal: "It's like an old injury flaring up... an old injury to the lungs and heart flaring up. The body's emptiness can't be suppressed at all, so I have a high fever."

In fact, Chu Qingge's emergency repair on the night of the Lantern Festival was far from ineffective. This time, she had another surgery to further activate the power of the Phoenix Bloodline.

Lin Jinsong's current form of existence is close to that of a hybrid. Ning Changkong actively stimulated the power of the demon side, allowing him to temporarily switch to the beast form of the phoenix and possess the power of the phoenix in its prime.

—— The price is naturally the burning of vitality. The body of a human-demon hybrid is like a battlefield where two forces wrestle. Once the fragile balance is destroyed, it will collapse.

Just undergoing an operation now to readjust the meridians and blood vessels and slightly strengthen the Phoenix bloodline's transformation of the physical body would be a huge drain on Ning Changkong's body.

Well, the boss in the plot doesn't wait for anyone, so it's better to become stronger as soon as possible. I finally got a holiday, so I just had the surgery. Besides, I have to take care of the kids and handle official business later, so I'm afraid I won't have time to bother with it again.

He was in so much pain that he was a little dazed. His eyes blinked unconsciously and he tried hard to focus, but he could only catch a blurry red light, which was immediately covered by a pair of hands.

Bai Xian's voice became a thread as he said to him, "I have cleaned up the blood you vomited. As you asked, I have folded up all the dirty handkerchiefs and put them away... You should have a good rest first."

Ah, yes, I haven't told Bai Xian about Phoenix stealing my heart yet... But I still don't know why I got into his body. Bai Xian said before that he didn't know anything about the Phoenix, so he probably can't provide any information...

Maybe I can just provide a guess, and the soul-leaving matter can be kept a secret for a while longer, eh. I haven't made up the reasons for the three little ones yet. Living under the same roof every day, can Lin Jinsong's identity really be kept secret...

Ning Changkong fell asleep.

Bai Xian remained silent, gently took his hand away, and carefully placed the mind-clearing talisman next to his pillow.

It's really troublesome for a guy to budget even his rest time.

June 30, the first year of the spiritual energy recovery, Linghuang Mansion, master bedroom.

Ning Changkong really used this week's vacation time to its fullest.

The first two days were very dangerous. His jaw was clenched and he couldn't drink medicine or rice soup. In the end, Bai Xian broke his jaw and held him in his arms, forcing him to drink the medicine.

On the third day, the fever subsided and she woke up. The sick Phoenix stared at Bai Xian with her red eyes in a daze.

Bai Xian suddenly lost his temper and was in no mood to care about his previous lies that "it's just a minor surgery, it won't cause any harm to the body". He just focused on coaxing people to eat.

Although he was awake, the patient with a low fever was in an abnormally poor spirit and was also abnormally well-behaved. He accepted all the food, soup and medicine that were served. It was unlike the last time when he was recuperating in Linghuang Mansion, when he had to be coaxed with a book to eat obediently.

However, the body needs time to adapt after the operation, which is reflected in the fact that I don’t even have the strength to sit up. I can’t open my eyes after eating and fall into a deep sleep.

A week passed without any distinction between day and night, except for eating and sleeping.

It's like raising a piglet. Bai Xian pinched his thin wrist. But he didn't get fat.

"Bai Xian..." The person on the couch narrowed his eyes and cleared his throat, "You didn't sleep all night again?"

He stayed with him all night.

"Yeah." Bai Xian replied, "You didn't have a fever last night. Do you feel better?"

Ning Changkong endured the intermittent feeling of fatigue and felt the spiritual power in his body gradually stabilize: "Better... Did you use the Soul Stabilizing Talisman?"

He wanted to say that he had a good intention, but because of his dry throat, he coughed softly. Qing Geng didn't know that he had the surgery secretly, so he could only guess that it was an old injury that had relapsed.

He himself had been in a bad mood for several days, and was confident that he could withstand this spiritual power shock, so he did not make any relevant reminders.

So Bai Xian guessed that it was the power conflict between the phoenix and humans that caused his physical discomfort.

He felt a cool touch on his fingertips and forced himself to open his eyes wide, trying to see more clearly.

"I asked someone to make it, and stuffed it with a talisman to calm the soul and a talisman to purify the mind." Bai Xian said softly.

His sight gradually focused, and lying in his palm was a small silver longevity lock.

"——Live long and prosper, Changkong."