Chapter 6161 The phoenix's true form in its young form phoenix pa ji yi...

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

"Next, you should have a good rest and nourish your body. Don't overwork yourself or worry too much..." Qing Geng put away the pulse pillow and muttered those boring words.

He really didn't have much experience in treating mixed-bloods, and the young master could only maintain his human body, so many treatment plans for bird bodies were useless. Qing Geng was worried about losing a lot of feathers in the past few months.

"Actually, after I got sick this time, I had a strange feeling..." Ning Changkong tried hard to organize his words, but finally he made up his mind and directly activated his spiritual power.

A slight wave of spiritual energy spread out. The figure on the bed disappeared, and a little bird with its colorful tail feathers shaking awkwardly appeared.

The "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Southern Mountains" records: "There is a bird, its shape is like a chicken, with five colors and patterns, and its name is Fenghuang."

Ning Changkong was embarrassed as Qing Geng continued to pull his wings for examination. Even Zhu Huan hurried over and stood aside with a strange look on his face, staring at him.

The "Er Ya: Explanation of Birds" describes the phoenix as "five-colored, about six feet tall", and the "Dongguan Han Ji" says: "The phoenix is ​​eight feet tall", but now it seems...

Zhu Huan couldn't help but tilt his head and ask, "The clan leader was also like this in the past..."

"The master is not that small." Bai Xian said concisely.

After finishing the inspection, Ning Changkong subconsciously wanted to cover his face with his wings, but he couldn't keep his balance and fell on the bed.

In his mind, he complained to Chu Qingge, "Shouldn't it be cool to transform into a phoenix? Why is mine not even as big as a chicken?"

Qing Geng quickly helped him straighten his body, and continued, "It must be the effect of being mixed-blood. His true form has not developed well, so he looks like a juvenile."

Chu Qingge suppressed her laughter and added, "You just don't have enough strength, so you can only transform into a young phoenix. If you had enough strength, you should be able to maintain your adult form."

But just becoming like this was already a huge burden on his heart. Ning Changkong smiled bitterly. He shouldn't have boasted at that time, confident that he could attend the Hundred Birds Chaofeng normally.

It is not very difficult for monsters to transform into human form, and with the influence of the shapeshifting technique, as long as their skills are high enough, they can always maintain a youthful appearance, such as the thousand-year-old monster Bai Xian.

In other words, no demon clan would think that Ning Changkong is actually that young just because he looks like a young man in human form.

During the ceremony of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, the phoenix must reveal its true form - just imagine, what kind of expression would the people, who have no idea that Ning Changkong is a half-blood demon, have when they saw his true form, which appears to be still in its infancy?

"Isn't this the end?" Ning Changkong muttered in his heart. He was weak and couldn't adapt to the posture of a bird queen. He couldn't stand steadily on the smooth quilt, so Bai Xian held him in his arms.

With his size, it was quite suitable to hold him like this. Bai Xian hugged the wilted phoenix and helped to tidy up his feathers. Although it was not as natural as using a bird's beak, human hands were still quite flexible.

Zhu Huan also came over to help comb the feathers that were tangled on the quilt, and said casually: "It seems that the matter of the hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix should be postponed until the young master grows up a little bit... well, wait until the young master's true body looks more mature, then we can talk about it."

To prevent other monsters from using the Hundred Birds tribe to exploit child labor... Wait, it seems that they really haven't confirmed how old the young master is this year? He himself said that he couldn't remember, and it's hard to measure the bone age of a mixed-blood, so is he really not very old?

Ning Changkong muttered in his heart: "What is the principle behind the clothes that monsters can transform into human forms? I feel like I'm wearing nothing now..."

Chu Qingge, who was in a meeting at Tiangong Technology, put his fist to his lips to hide his smile: "You have feathers, so strictly speaking you are not naked."

Ning Changkong raised his wings uncomfortably. He was not used to being held in someone's arms and sniffing his hair. It felt like someone was molesting him, which was very strange.

At the same time, Ning Changkong sadly discovered a fact:

He really can't speak bird language!

In fact, under the influence of the phoenix bloodline, he can already understand birds talking without any problem. Occasionally when he is out on field work, he will listen to the sparrows gossiping on the telephone poles.

But how to use a bird's body to speak bird language... he really doesn't know how.

Ning Changkong was unable to speak, so he flapped his wings desperately, struggled out of Bai Xian's arms, turned back into a human and lay back on the bed.

Ah, it feels so good to be dressed again. His face flushed with embarrassment, and he tried to calm himself down and explained that he was not strong enough to maintain his adult posture.

The impact of the juvenile phoenix's posture was too strong. Qing Geng and Zhu Huan looked at him with strange eyes at this time. They instinctively wanted to take care of him as a cub, but Ning Changkong used the excuse of resting to drive them out.

Fully activating the power of the phoenix and transforming into a bird-like form was still too much pressure on his almost hybrid body. Ning Changkong rubbed his aching chest as inconspicuously as possible, but was still discovered by Bai Xian who was paying close attention to his condition.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Does your heart hurt?" Bai Xian performed a few spells to calm your spiritual power and asked worriedly.

Ning Changkong let out a long sigh of relief: "A little bit, a little uncomfortable."

Bai Xian tidied up the long hair stuck to his face and whispered, "If your body can't handle it, don't do the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix. I participated in it a few times in the past, and it was too boring."

Although Ning Changkong's phoenix true form also has gorgeous golden and red fur, and its wings and tail are dotted with colorful feathers, it is somewhat dull and far less eye-catching than Feng Qingwu's.

He is still in poor health, and his feathers have become dull. Bai Xian thought distressedly. Feng Qingwu should cherish his feathers and take care of them carefully every day.

Ning Changkong half-closed his eyes and said vaguely: "After the ceremony of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, I have revealed my true form in front of everyone. I am now a real phoenix. Isn't that good?"

Ning Changkong's dream is to solidify his status as the Phoenix, avoid the crisis of being exposed, and at the same time attract a wave of firepower from the West.

As long as he acts high-profile enough, he might be able to lure the enemy out of its hole and divert the attack originally aimed at Gu Minghui to his side, giving the protagonists more time to develop.

But in Bai Xian's ears, it has a different meaning.

He listened to it. Bai Xian thought. That day, he was entrusted by Zhu Huan to persuade Ning Changkong.

He said, the world doesn't know that you are mixed-race, the Hundred Birds will always welcome you with open arms, but humans will not.

Taking the initiative to hold the ceremony of paying homage to the phoenix is ​​the best proof that the newborn phoenix is ​​striving to embrace the bird clan.

But for Lin Jinsong, who was born as a human and turned into a half-human, half-demon due to an accident, this might be too cruel - the fact that he cares so much about those three human children, doesn't it just prove that he has not yet completed his fate in the human world and still has some memories?

"It's okay." Bai Xian combed his hair with his hands and said softly:

"You can do whatever you want, it's best."

July 3, the first year of the Reiki Recovery, Jinwu Garden.

Su Yunyao put down his luggage in his room, hesitating whether to go to the master bedroom to say hello.

The gate of Jinwuyuan was always open to her. She came back at the agreed time and had a smooth journey, except that she did not see her teacher and senior Bai Xian.

The little fox walked to the door of the master bedroom and knocked tentatively.

"Is that Xiao Su?" the teacher's voice.

Su Yunyao responded: "It's me. I'm back."

The teacher said through the door, "Okay, take a rest first, I'll call you back to talk."

Senior Bai said cheerfully, "Let the kid in. The taste of young people is always better than that of an old antique like me."

"This outfit is really not good." The teacher said helplessly, "I have to change it back before I can see anyone——"

Bai Xian had already opened the door. Su Yunyao's eyes widened.

The teacher always likes to wear dark colors. When she appears in front of her, she is mostly dressed in black, with at most a red skirt or inner garment to match.

Today, he was wearing a light-colored outfit, which was rare. The light-gold fabric had phoenix patterns embroidered on it with gold thread. His usual mature and steady demeanor was completely gone, and he looked like a young master from a wealthy family.

The teacher nervously straightened his collar and turned to look at her: "Is everything ok?"

"Handsome." Su Yunyao raised his thumb and praised.

"I said this outfit looks good." Bai Xian also took a few steps back and admired it.

"I think it's too frivolous." Ning Changkong muttered, tightening his sleeves.

"If it's any darker, it will show that you're as pale as a ghost. If it's any lighter, you'll be embarrassed to wear it." Bai Xian said unhappily, "It won't work with this or that, so just wear this."

After hearing this, Su Yunyao's expression changed slightly, and he looked carefully at the teacher whom he hadn't seen for half a month.

A closer look revealed that the color of the dress was chosen to make her look fatter, and the gold decoration on the waist belt was so bright that it almost made you ignore her overly slender waist.

Observation skills are crucial for intelligence workers. Ning Changkong asked her casually, "What did you see?"

"You've lost weight." Su Yunyao said seriously, "I'll make you some chicken soup tonight... No, I'll make you some two big pig's trotters to replenish your body."

Bai Xian glared at the little fox halfway through his words. The little fox realized that he had said the wrong thing and shrank his neck.

Alas, the bird tribe's ban on eating poultry is a huge loss in terms of food.

"We're going out to eat tonight and tomorrow night, so you don't need to cook." Ning Changkong said calmly, pointing in the direction of the table, "Don't be careless and don't pay attention to anything."

Su Yunyao looked in the direction he pointed and saw a box of familiarly packaged handmade snacks on the table.

"Your father gave it to you. If you want to eat it, just take a few pieces that you like."

Su Yunyao was unwilling to accept the defeat and wanted to prove herself. She recalled her father's words at the dinner table and reasoned, "You must have looked bad when you returned to the Yuling Division two days ago, so my father prepared this for you."

Yes, the old fox's observation ability naturally saw that his official uniform was specially altered to a smaller size. Ning Changkong sighed. He also wished me to "take care of my body", just thinking about it makes me feel anxious.

Chu Qingge interrupted: "In a strict sense, it is correct. 'The male is called phoenix, and the female is called phoenix'. The phoenix is ​​the male bird."

Ning Changkong complained: "This is called the difference between ancient and modern times... Alas, the cultural differences between humans and monsters."

The little fox continued, "I have already eaten enough snacks at home. This is a gift from my family. You should enjoy it alone."

"Still failed." Ning Changkong smiled and shook his head. He had diverted his attention.

Su Yunyao blinked, scanned the room, and even looked Bai Xian up and down, then he belatedly recalled the conversation:

"Teacher, why are we going out to eat tonight and tomorrow?"

"Of course it's because we have guests coming." Ning Changkong spoke in a drawn-out tone, but Su Yunyao could hear a hint of gnashing of teeth in his voice.