Chapter 80 80 The one who was indecisive in Jiuli was always himself. …

September 14, the first year of the Reiki Recovery, appeared in the abandoned warehouse factory.

He no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

Du Yihe realized this sadly when he tried his best to drag himself out of the rubble.

His hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't hold the sword that had fought alongside him. His spiritual energy was flowing through his body, but it was interrupted by the pain and couldn't flow smoothly through his meridians.

The assassin's sword was approaching relentlessly, but he was powerless to resist the fatal blow.

Is this the end? Du Yihe stared at the frosty white light reflected by the sword tip, which kept growing in front of his eyes. At the moment when the energy was about to touch his body, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

A familiar black spear blocked the fatal blow, making a loud sound like metal hitting stone.

The corner of the light golden robe lifted by the strong energy revealed a faint phoenix pattern embroidered with gold thread. The warm phoenix spiritual power poured into Du Yihe's damaged body, like the warm sunshine in spring, temporarily healing his pain.

"Thank you for your hard work. Leave it to us from now on." Ning Changkong tilted his head slightly to look at Du Yihe and said in a gentle voice.

Seeing that Du Yihe was still alive, he was actually relieved: affected by the formation, the spiritual field of this city was in a mess, and the transmission function of the Dijiang Feather failed several times.

Having said that, Ning Changkong couldn't help but look up at the sky, looking at the half-plane passage that dyed the sky dark red.

It's still too late, he thought with regret. Jiuli has officially arrived.

The sound of swords clashing came from beside him. Once a formation of this scale was started, it could not be easily stopped by destroying the formation patterns. The people in the executive department had given up destroying the formation and instead subdued the remaining assassins, surrounding Li Bo and waiting for him.

At the most critical stage when Jiuli was about to descend, many of the Li's death squads resolutely chose to self-destruct in order to delay the steps of the Alien Bureau members. This is why Du Yi and his team did not receive support for a long time.

Now that Jiuli has successfully established a connection with the real world, the pressure on the Alien Bureau has suddenly eased, and backup from the Alien Bureau has also arrived - including Chi Zhaoming.

Chi Zhaoming, with blood dripping from the tip of his sword, was looking sullen as he lowered his head and gave instructions into the communicator, directing the executive personnel to guide the evacuation of civilians. Occasionally, he glanced at Li Bo with an expression that seemed to wish he could cut him into pieces.

By the way, why hasn't Li Bo started talking about the fact that he is Lin Jinsong today? Ning Changkong looked towards the center of the formation.

The team led by Du Yihe put up a fierce resistance, and the reinforcements were even more devastating after they came in.

Now, the only one who can still stand on the ruins, being pointed at by simple spiritual weapons and shining standard swords, is Li Bo.

Probably because he hadn't been fully prepared when he forcibly activated the formation, Li Bo on the opposite side was badly hit back and was now gasping for breath, wiping the blood from his chin with his still intact hand.

As the first disciple of the head of Lingzhuan Academy, Li Bo was known for his "endless tricks" long before he betrayed his master. Even Ning Changkong, when they met temporarily at Tianyan Training School, he lost half his life to successfully save the research data of long-range spiritual weapons from the explosion array prepared by Li Bo.

The frontline personnel of the executive department could only surround Li Bo first, and did not dare to act rashly against him, for fear of accidentally giving him a chance to escape.

Standing surrounded by alien police and wiping the blood leisurely, perhaps there is really a sense of calmness and leisure.

If Li Bo hadn't been staring fixedly in one direction.

Ning Changkong followed his gaze and saw Yue Jingting and old Dean Qiu who had hurried over.

Well, a guy like Li Bo who has a lot of tricks up his sleeve and is not very slick needs "professionals" who are familiar with him to deal with him.

First, they had to come up with a basic strategy. Chi Zhaoming finally finished talking into the communicator and turned to look at Ning Changkong: "What's that in the sky?"

"The demiplane opened up by Chi You, Jiuli." Ning Changkong whispered.

This is the information I got from Bai Xian.

Chi Zhaoming did not question this conclusion: "Besides evacuating civilians and subduing Li Bo and his forces, what else can we do?"

Ning Changkong did not answer this question, but took a moment to stare blankly at the sky.

In the ancient times when spiritual energy was the most abundant in the world, only two forces would take the initiative to open up demiplanes:

The demon race is so weak that they cannot find a good place to stay in the real world.

And the exiled forces.

"Completely severing the connection between the demiplane and the real world is equivalent to exiling the demiplane, and it is not something that can be accomplished overnight." Bai Xian came to his senses and explained, "But closing the channel can still be done in a short time."

It was as if the teleportation mother array placed in Jinwu Garden closed the passage between Penglai and the real world, or on the day when Yao Chi appeared in the public world, Zuo Langning used the Kunwu Sword to temporarily close the passage to Yao Chi's illusion.

Qiu Haoyun, holding the Nine Star Compass, looked solemn: "Let me handle the task of closing the passage. With this magic weapon, I should be able to rewrite the formation, use the spiritual power that opened the half-plane passage, and then close this door."

The Nine-Star Compass, a magical weapon wielded by successive abbots of Lingzhuan Academy, can greatly enhance the user's ability to manipulate formations.

Chi Zhaoming nodded: "That's exactly what I meant."

Ning Changkong had no objection to this arrangement. He just pointed his finger at the sky and said, "This is what I am most worried about right now."

The sky had been dyed dark red by the shadow of the demiplane, and the buildings of the town could be vaguely seen between the clouds, just like the paradise on earth in Western classics.

Chi Zhaoming shook the blood off the sword and said gloomily, "What do you think is inside?"

In other words, why did Li Bo go to so much trouble to bring the demi-plane Jiuli back to the real world?

Chi Zhaoming may have no idea about this, but Ning Changkong has some idea.

It has been confirmed that Yinglong has long been dead, leaving only the fragments of his soul in the illusion of Longyuan. And in the half-plane that the Alien Bureau accidentally entered during the operation ten years ago, the sky is full of unidentified objects that look like the remains of gods.

...In the spiritual world, there is a saying that in a catastrophe that caused the decline of spiritual energy, all the gods fell collectively. This is the "fall of the gods theory" or the "dusk of the gods theory."

Xuanwu confessed that he had done "something he shouldn't have done" that year, and was eventually spared by Feng Qingwu, who only detained him at the foot of Penglai Mountain as a guard.

What exactly was the mistake Xuanwu made in the past?

Chu Qingge said slowly: "For example, letting go of a god who should have died."

—— The god of forging weapons, the lord of weapons, Chi You.

Ning Changkong sighed and said in the mind connection: "Don't answer the phone, sister. Where are you? When will you arrive?"

Chu Qingge: "Right away. The spiritual energy field here is too chaotic. I can't find the anchor point for transmission at all..."

Ning Changkong straightened his sleeves, turned to Chi Zhaoming and said, "Take a look and you'll know what it is."

The air around us suddenly became hot.

Chi Zhaoming's face changed, and he reached out to grab his sleeve: "Don't take risks alone, let's first--"

The heat wave was like a solid wall, and although it was carefully controlled within a limited range, it still rushed towards him. Phoenix fire rolled up from under Ning Changkong's feet, instantly changing his posture.

The adult phoenix flapped its wings twice uncomfortably, awkwardly adjusting to a posture ready for takeoff. Fortunately, no one except Bai Xian noticed its incoordination at this moment.

Ning Changkong adjusted his breathing and endured the pain in his heart. This form was indeed too much of a burden on his body.

"I'll go with you." Bai Xian tiptoed to the ground, moved closer to him, and said softly.

Ning Changkong frowned and fanned him twice with his wings: No! Have you forgotten what I told you before I came here?

He still didn't know how to speak bird language very well, so he only uttered a few syllables, then flapped his wings and flew high.

A clear and melodious phoenix cry broke through the sky.

Whether they were frightened pedestrians, crying children, or overwhelmed rescue workers, they all looked up from the streets, windowsills, and ruins, following the sound of the phoenix and saw the phoenix flying across the sky.

Its gorgeous fur is like a burning flame, dazzling red and brilliant gold. The ends of its wings are dotted with colorful feathers, like a flowing rainbow.

When its wings are spread out, they block out the sun, as if it can contain the entire sky under its wings. Wherever it passes, it leaves gusts of hot wind behind it.

Ning Changkong lowered his head and looked at the city.

The huge energy flow caused considerable damage to the buildings, not to mention the shadow of doomsday in the sky, which plunged the entire city into panic.

There was already blood in his breath. But it didn't matter, he just had to hold on for a little longer.

In just a short moment, he was able to bring some hope to this city filled with despair and panic, and temporarily suppress the chaotic flow of spiritual energy in the air.

It can fully activate the phoenix aura and cover up the human aura belonging to Lin Jinsong.

Let Jiuli let him go.

The figure of the phoenix disappeared in the passage between Jiuli and the present world, and Ning Changkong's feet stepped on the ground of the demiplane.

...He was left alone again. Bai Xian reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

He turned his head and was about to say a few more words to tell these humans: Not everyone can enter the world created by the gods.

For example, a few months ago, the Yaochi illusion appeared in the world, and even Zuo Langning, who wore the Kunwu Sword all year round, could not enter. In the end, Fenghuang had to take action personally.

The spiritual power waves exploding nearby brought Bai Xian back to his senses.

The white-haired bird demon suddenly realized that in the moment when the phoenix appeared and diverted his attention, Li Bo might try to break free from the encirclement, so he activated his backup plan -

"It's okay, it's over." A familiar voice sounded.

Who is this? Bai Xian tried hard to recall.

By the way, it’s the young man who often comes to Jinwuyuan to visit and always dresses silly—I think his name is Yue Jingting.

Yue Jingting said this in a calm tone, as if he was saying "What I brought today is cake, not biscuits."

It was as if the blood gushing from Li Bo's artery did not stain his clothes red.

It seemed that Li Bo, who was originally standing in the center of the formation, was not lying on the ground. All the magic weapons on his body were crushed very finely mixed with blood and flesh.

A few seconds ago.

Almost everyone's attention was drawn to the phoenix. This was a good opportunity. Li Bo rubbed his fingertips carelessly.

The emergency teleportation technique... should now be able to teleport directly to Jiuli without having to take a detour.

The magic light will cover his whole body within two seconds, and after a dizzying spin, it will bring him to the Lord.

Maybe I can see my junior brother there again. Li Bo was a little distracted and couldn't help but look in the direction of Qiu Haoyun again.

He sometimes wondered: Why?

They both resolutely took different paths from their teachers, so why could Junior Sister Yan Yian be tolerated and resolve her differences with her old friends, but Li Bo couldn't?

He just chose his own path.

Deep down he knew that the theoretical dispute between Yan Yian and Lingzhuan Academy could only develop into a verbal battle in the lecture hall.

And he followed the Lord to this point, and the only result was a fight with his old friend to the death.

What a pity. Li Bo closed his eyes and waited for the light of the magic to surround him.

A blinding light covered his entire body, but this was not his own technique.

The Five Elements Sealing Formation that suddenly lit up tightly bound his limbs, blocking the teleportation technique and also cutting off the possibility of him being teleported away again.

Li Bo concentrated his mind, thought quickly about countermeasures, and checked his body for other magic weapons that could break the deadlock.

Is this Phoenix's way? No, this is not his style.

Before he could raise his hands to use the short-range random transmission spell he had prepared long ago, his fingers spasmed and became paralyzed. Severe pain spread from his limbs, and the spiritual power waves from the collapse of the magic weapons around him almost tore his internal organs.

The life-saving and life-threatening magic weapons were carefully crushed in a familiar order: from the self-destruct charm hanging on his belt, to the fake death potion on his ring, to the shock charm on his shoes...

Of course I am familiar with it. After all, he taught me personally - how to prepare for the backup plan, how to design the transmission mechanism, and where to place the life-saving spell for the easiest triggering.

Blood flowed down his forehead, blurring his vision. He tried to open his mouth, but found that blood foam had already filled his throat, almost suffocating him.

Even so, he still stubbornly wanted to take another look at the indecisive child he had raised.

The child who decisively seized the opportunity and killed him with one blow.

Perhaps because she had been abandoned, Yue Jingting always felt a lingering sense of tension after being picked up by Li Bo.

Young Yue Jingting was a soft-hearted and socially awkward child. He always avoided conflicts, got nervous when someone was talking loudly nearby, and was reluctant to kill ghosts when he went out to experience life.

Li Bo devoted a lot of effort to this junior brother who was afraid of fighting. It was at that time that Li Bo taught Yue Jingting all the life-saving skills he had figured out.

Qiu Haoyun, who was still a grumpy middle-aged man at the time, scoffed at this approach: "How can you be so good at taking care of your child? Leave it to me."

Dean Qiu turned around and called the then-Master of Yuxujian Pavilion: "Hey, Lao Zuo, I have something fun for your daughter. Please come back to Lingzhuan Academy to pick it up."

Just like that, Yue Jingting was packed up and sent to Yuxu Sword Pavilion, becoming Zuo Langning's mobile sword practice target.

Being chased and beaten by Zuo Langning with a small wooden sword was very effective. In order to take revenge, Yue Jingting wrote a letter back to Lingzhuan Academy overnight, quickly learned how to draw a spell that would give people nightmares, and mastered the method of throwing spells to fight without any instruction.

When Li Bo came to Kunlun to pick up Yue Jingting, he took out a stack of Night Terror Talismans and Soul-Shocking Talismans from Yue Jingting's Taoist robe pocket with a smile on his face.

Cursing people and giving them nightmares.

"Win by quantity." Yue Jingting explained concisely with a straight face.

Li Bo, who was still a teenager at the time, laughed dumbly, and habitually checked the various life-saving magic weapons he had given to his junior fellow apprentice: "Are you happy staying in Yuxu Sword Pavilion?"

Ning's swordsmanship is just a fake one, at most it hurts a little when it hits someone; Jingting's talisman painting is just a copycat, and the only way it works is because of the spiritual energy in the ink.

Two little kids who haven't awakened their spiritual roots are playing house. Lao Qiu and Lao Zuo are not worried that they might cause trouble, but Li Bo thinks it's better to be cautious.

The Resonant Spiritual Jade is here, and the Earth Shrinking Talisman is also here... OK, I've brought all the things with me. Li Bo ruffled Yue Jingting's hair with satisfaction.

Yue Jingting was a child brought back from the human world. He started growing his hair after arriving at Lingzhuan Academy. Now he has finally gotten over the awkward period of having a bob and can tie his hair into a small braid.

"Don't rub it. If it gets messy, you have to comb it again." Yue Jingting pretended to be serious with an icy face. He spoke maturely, but the head of Li Bo's subordinate was obediently motionless.

Li Bo smiled even more happily. He pinched Yue Jingting's face and said, "Why are you looking so stern?"

"Zuo Lang has this expression all day long," Yue Jingting said seriously, "I think it's cooler."

Li Bo chuckled: "Then why does she have a stern face all day long?"

Yue Jingting thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because he sees the left master's expression all day long that he thinks it's cooler."

The two brothers slowly walked down the snow-capped mountains of Kunlun.

Before entering the teleportation array back to Lingzhuan Academy, Yue Jingting asked, "Will I awaken my spiritual roots next month?"

Li Bo released his hand and operated the teleportation array: "Yes, it's time."

Yue Jingting silently grasped the corner of Li Bo's clothes.

"I will awaken a very powerful spiritual root." He whispered.

Li Bo paused and said, "Go into the teleportation array."

After the dizzying teleportation, Li Bo stretched his waist lazily as if the previous conversation had never happened: "Kunlun is really too cold, Heluo is more comfortable."

He patted his fellow apprentice on the shoulder and said, "Let's go home."

Twenty years later, Li Bo, lying in a pool of blood, stared at his slowly dimming eyes, recalling what he wanted to say but didn't at that moment.

...Do you mean to say, "It doesn't matter if you don't have talent?"

It's so cheap, not like him at all. Li Bo grinned, and his consciousness began to fade.

Yes. I have always been the indecisive one.

Since we have embarked on different paths, there is no need to cherish the old friendship.

You have become... a very decisive and promising young man, Jingting.

Li Bo is dead.