Chapter 73 73 Pirate Ship "Aren't you always writing a will? ...

The first year of the spiritual recovery, the night of August 6, Chu Qingge's apartment basement.

"I've spent twenty minutes in the kitchen researching new recipes." Ning Changkong couldn't wait to speak as soon as he finished transmitting.

This was just like a child playing a game while hiding from his parents. As soon as he finished speaking, he started laughing, and then he covered his mouth and coughed because of the turbid air in the basement.

Ning Changkong complained while coughing: "Ahem, the air here is too bad."

He walked forward slowly, his eyes casually scanning the basement floor and walls. These places were covered with dense array patterns, which were a modified version of the spirit stone preparation array.

The air was filled with the familiar breath of the phoenix. This dead space seemed like a closed cage, locking the phoenix's spiritual power tightly inside.

"After all, it's to test whether it's possible to artificially prepare spirit stones containing phoenix spiritual power. Only by blocking air can the spiritual power you release be retained." Chu Qingge squatted on the ground to check the array and answered without raising his head.

Ning Changkong walked over to her curiously and squatted down: "What are the results of the experiment?"

Chu Qingge made way for him and showed him the golden crystal condensed in the center of the formation.

"The concentration isn't particularly good," she explained. "I imitated the process of the Spirit Blood Crystal and mixed in a little phoenix blood, but it still didn't improve it to a usable level."

Ning Changkong picked up a crystal and held it in front of his eyes, letting the light penetrate its clear interior. Under the light, the tiny red lines inside appeared particularly clear, winding and inlaid in the crystal.

"Then I can only rely on bleeding." Ning Changkong sighed tiredly. The scale of the formation made of spirit stones was not small. In order to raise the concentration of phoenix spirit power in the entire room containing the formation to the theoretical threshold, Ning Changkong needed to constantly replenish his spirit power during the experiment, which consumed a lot of his body.

The cost of trial and error still has to be paid. He gently stroked the crystal in his hand, feeling its warm and smooth touch.

Chu Qingge seemed to have anticipated what he was going to ask, and said calmly, "It has a certain suppressing effect on evil spirits, and can be used as a protective magic weapon."

"That's great. This thing looks pretty." Ning Changkong bent down and carefully selected a few of the most outstanding looking ones from the pile of newly prepared spirit stones.

He couldn't help but start thinking about how to adjust the energy structure inside the spirit stone while maintaining its beauty, so that this small amulet could play its maximum role.

Which aspects should be emphasized? Suppressing evil spirits or providing safety warnings?

Ning Changkong already had several specific rune patterns in his mind. He stuffed the selected spirit stones into his pocket, cleared his throat, and changed the subject: "I have a new idea."

"Can I use my spiritual power to create a phoenix body and deceive Bai Xian's eyes? Then I can come here more often."

Based on his experience with setting up illusions a few months ago, Bai Xian was not particularly sensitive to illusions that changed appearance. He used the excuse of not feeling well and let the body rest on the bed, so it should not be easy to be noticed.

There are not many ways to tell a person's identity, nothing more than appearance and spiritual aura. If you have deceived in both, then you have deceived.

Chu Qingge glanced at him and said calmly, "A more sensible approach would be to make up a story to explain our relationship, and then you can come over directly."

Bai Xian hasn't asked Ning Changkong about the relationship between him and the Blue Bird yet. He probably thinks that he played the role of Feng Qingwu's son so well that he even fooled the real descendants of the Blue Bird.

She hit the nail on the head: "Aren't you writing a will? You have to tell him eventually. Is it better to tell him in the will, or should you tell him clearly in person?"

Ning Changkong silently rubbed the floor with his feet, and the dust stuck on his shoes rubbed onto the patterns of the floor formation.

During this period of passively waiting for the villain to attack, he put a lot of energy into investing in the future.

He devoted his energy to the reform of the demon race, the training of the protagonist group, and the research and development of the formation analysis system. He worked hard and made careful arrangements in order to leave a backup plan to deal with the future.

To ensure that even if you unfortunately perish, you can maximize the possibility of completing the mission.

In his blueprint, Tiangong Technology will become a pioneer in the advancement of spiritual technology, so that it can benefit every practitioner. In this case, he must not give up his personal relationship with Tiangong Technology.

After his death, there must be a demon representing the Phoenix and the Blue Bird to intervene in the top-level decision-making of Tiangong Technology.

——From the current perspective, Bai Xian is the best candidate. He has enough experience and strength, and he is also trustworthy enough.

"It's not you who said that. Let me prepare myself mentally." Ning Changkong said in a low voice.

The story of how Lin Jinsong and the Blue Bird met had already been made up. However, he accidentally entered the treasure house, and the Kunlun mirror triggered the illusion of the Yaochi Pool. He accidentally came out of the Yaochi with a feather that carried a fragment of the Blue Bird's soul.

He hinted that Feng Qingwu didn't like to bring Bai Xian with him when he met the gods, so Bai Xian was not familiar with the Queen Mother of the West and her blue bird. Coupled with the setting of "incomplete memory of soul fragments", this might be able to make up for it.

Anyway, after he dies, Chu Qingge, the fake Blue Bird, will also leave, and will not give Bai Xian and Blue Bird time to confront each other independently. As long as the influence of Phoenix on Tiangong Technology can be explained clearly, it will be enough.

Chu Qingge stared at him for a while before looking away and continuing the previous topic: "I will spend some time studying how to create a human figure based on your body data. You should also be mentally prepared as soon as possible."

Be mentally prepared to bring Bai Xian completely on board.

"Got it." Ning Changkong crossed his arms and walked upstairs while coughing uncomfortably. "Is there anything else today?"

Chu Qingge tilted her head: "One more thing. Today is the first anniversary of your execution of this mission."

It's already been one year. Ning Changkong felt a little emotional.

Just one year ago, he woke up in Lin Jinsong's cramped rental house, worried about the remaining balance of only one hundred yuan in his bank card.

From a wage earner struggling for a living, to a rising star among young human practitioners, to the young phoenix master of the Hundred Birds Clan, his experiences this year were truly rich.

Ning Changkong stretched his back and said casually, "Can you hold on for another year?"

"We have no say in this matter." Chu Qingge shook his head. "However, I want to remind you that if you stay in a world for more than three years, you need to write a mid-term report regularly..."

Ning Changkong was distracted and said, "Ah, Bai Xian should have cooked dinner by now. I'll go home first."*

Chu Qingge: "Don't throw it to me this time! You can even record voice messages regularly - I know you can hear it! Don't play dead! Ning Changkong!"

Before Chu Qingge finished speaking, the phoenix had already driven the Emperor Jiang Feather back to Jinwu Garden. Ning Changkong went to the kitchen with great interest and peeked at the dish that Bai Xian had just cooked.

Bai Xian casually picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. Feng Huang chewed it twice and then frowned. He complained vaguely: "This is too bland."

"It's better to keep it light. Didn't the doctor say that you can't eat spicy food?" Bai Xian calmly took the dish out of the pot and put it on a plate.

Ning Changkong obediently followed the doctor's instructions and drank the nutritional powder for half a month. Chu Qingge finally gave in and acknowledged that his gastrointestinal function had recovered to the point where he could eat a small amount of normal meals. He didn't expect Bai Xian to serve such a dish.

Ning Changkong, disappointed, walked around the kitchen twice, thinking about how to take back the power of cooking. He might as well go into the kitchen and cook something delicious for himself.

Before he could even open his mouth, a sweaty figure burst into the kitchen: "Ah, Mingqi-kun, Bai-senpai, you're all here."

Gu Minghui, still panting, stood at the door, lowering his head in embarrassment.

Ning Changkong immediately put on his teacher's airs and nodded slightly to him. Bai Xian was much more casual and smiled, "Why are you so tired? Did the actual combat mission go smoothly today?"

Gu Minghui, who had been fighting monsters in a small fantasy world for a day, wiped his face with a towel hanging around his neck and opened the refrigerator: "It's good, no one is seriously injured."

He took out a large bottle of iced Coke from the refrigerator and turned to look at Ning Changkong: "Senior Ning, would you like some?"

Ning Changkong tried hard to ignore Bai Xian's gaze, put his fist to his lips and coughed twice: "No, just drink it yourself."

Gu Minghui insisted: "The drink Su Yunyao gave you last time was not iced. This one is iced and tastes better."

Ning Changkong waved his hand stiffly: "Really, no need, just drink it yourself."

Little Gu, who was unable to share the joy of drinking ice cola in summer with Phoenix, left the kitchen with the cola in his arms, regretting the fact that he had not been able to share the joy of drinking ice cola in summer with Phoenix.

Bai Xian silently put down the spatula in his hand, and Feng Huang, sensing the coming storm, spoke first:

"Xiao Su just poured me a small cup! And it was heated! I didn't drink it cold——"

At dinner time, the little fox who came to the kitchen to serve food bumped into Bai Xian who was holding a golden-red unknown object. Bai Xian called her and said, "The evening class is cancelled tonight. You four should have a good rest."

"Oh, okay." Su Yunyao responded, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the golden red color in Bai Xian's arms.

Bai Xian also lowered his head and muttered, "Aren't you tired of burying your head like this... and your feathers are messy again, I have to sort them out again."

He pulled at an unknown place and tugged twice, and the unknown object in his arms finally stopped being a ball. Su Yunyao then realized belatedly - was that what Bai Xian had just pulled a bird's wing?

Bai Xian shook the little phoenix in his arms and said naturally, "This is your teacher. Don't give him Coke in the future. I will practice with you tomorrow morning."

The fox's tail, which was originally wagging naturally, froze, and Su Yunyao froze on the spot.

Bai Xian had already walked away with Feng Huang in his arms. Su Yunyao could still vaguely hear him mumbling, "You just took advantage of the fact that I couldn't bear to scold you after you turned back to your original form... You take medicine every day and you're greedy and eat random things..."

Su Yunyao dragged her heavy steps into the kitchen. She had no time to mourn for her teacher who sold out the prototype to deceive people. She first began to worry about the beating she would get tomorrow.