Chapter 86 86 The truth emerges Bad news: Your vest is completely...

The first year of the Aura Recovery, September 21, Demiplane? ? ?

Ning Changkong slowly opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, lost in thought for a moment.

His newly restarted brain was still slowly processing the massive amount of pain information he had endured before falling asleep. The pain lingering at the nerve endings took a long time to gradually subside. It took him a long time to realize where he was. He supported himself on the edge of the bed and sat up carefully.

The long sleep made his hands and feet feel a little numb, but his mind clearly felt a long-lost sense of relaxation and vitality. However, his heart was still tense, and he felt a familiar pain.

"Awake?" Chu Qingge sat on the bed, turned around, and put down the phone in her hand. "You have been sleeping for a whole week. We should all be thankful that no one came to visit Phoenix during this time."

Ning Changkong responded softly, his eyes slowly moving down to Phoenix who was lying on the floor under the bed.

Phoenix still maintained that rigid posture, with his hands crossed and placed quietly on his abdomen. However, the disguise magic on his chest had been turned off, and the metal plate was opened, revealing the empty chest cavity inside. Through the opening, the ends of the artificial "blood vessels" could be vaguely seen, and they looked particularly cold in the dim light.

This scene was quite shocking. Ning Changkong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally decided to let the topic go for the time being.

His eyes wandered around the room, and finally fixed on the crudely made wooden barrel in the corner of the room. Ning Changkong slowly stood up, carefully walked around Phoenix's lying body, and walked towards the barrel: "How much blood did you draw? You don't plan to preserve it in a scientific way."

Chu Qingge followed and explained, "Blood will spoil quickly if exposed to air. I have already bagged most of the blood and put it in the refrigerator in my apartment."

For practitioners, spiritual power is the bridge that connects them to heaven and earth, permeating every cell of their body and stored in every part of their body, including hair, feathers, blood, and bones.

"What's in here isn't blood," Chu Qingge manipulated his spiritual power to lift the lid, "It's mostly things that don't perish easily, such as bones. I've made a simple selection, and the ones left are all very good materials."

At the beginning of the founding of the country, in order to maintain social harmony and order, the "Practitioner's Covenant" came into being. The most well-known clause in this covenant is that it explicitly prohibits the demons from contacting ordinary people at will. This regulation later gradually evolved into the widely circulated "no spirits can be formed after the founding of the country."

In addition, this "Convention" also contains an important provision: it strictly restricts the use of human practitioners' body parts to refine ritual instruments.

This regulation is mainly to prevent the cruel act of killing people for weapon making. However, for the demon race, since the natural law of the jungle has always existed in their long history, the restrictions of the convention on them are not so strict.

Ning Changkong felt a little nauseous. His empty stomach, which had not been working for a long time, was awakened and began to feel sour. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is really... amazing. At least in the short term, we don't need to worry about running out of phoenix blood anymore."

"You came up with this bad idea yourself." Chu Qingge responded expressionlessly, "If the Nirvana Fire was with us, we wouldn't have to worry about these problems."

With the Nirvana Fire to replenish his vitality, Ning Changkong was finally no longer restricted by his broken body and could bleed anytime and anywhere.

"Bleeding is painful after all. But after such a heavy bleeding, at least I won't have to feel pain again for a long time." Ning Changkong's mood had obviously improved a lot.

"After the repair of Nirvana Fire, your physical indicators have improved a lot, and now you can barely be considered healthy. Congratulations." Chu Qingge said.

Lin Jinsong's body was almost exhausted after several near-death experiences, so it was just right for him to use the Nirvana Fire to sustain his life. Originally, he was barely hanging on by the tyrannical Phoenix Spiritual Power, but now with the Nirvana Fire constantly replenishing his vitality, although he was only hanging on, he was finally able to sustain himself a little longer.

"No wonder I feel so much lighter." Ning Changkong moved his shoulders and felt much lighter. He then said self-deprecatingly, "That's good. I can really let the horse run without eating grass. What a life of hard work."

Previously, I teased Chu Qingge that he didn't have a human body and could work overtime 24 hours a day. Now that he has the Nirvana Fire to protect him, he no longer has to bear the burden of maintaining his body.

Ning Changkong squatted down, casually studying the structure of the "Phoenix" corpse on the ground, and said with a smile: "Are you looking a little too guilty now?"

Chu Qingge sat back on the bed and said calmly, "This is a body shaped by spiritual power. I have complete control over the appearance of this body. Intellectually speaking, you can't tell anything from my expression."

Ning Changkong lowered his head to examine it, and said in amazement: "Phoenix's structure is quite similar to yours. It turns out that his appearance is also shaped by spiritual power... How strange. Since you have already cast an alchemical body and pulled artificial blood vessels, why not just directly create the face as well? There should be no problem with the craftsmanship."

Ning Changkong simply checked Phoenix twice, then stood up and sat back on the bed. He tilted his head and glanced at Chu Qingge: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Chu Qingge took a deep breath and said, "There is a bad news and an even worse news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Ning Changkong said without hesitation: "Good news... Wait, you didn't let me choose?"

"The good news has been told before, only the bad news is left." Chu Qingge continued:

"The first bad news is... your vest has completely fallen off."

A few days ago, September 17, Longyuan Academy.

"Hello, Mr. Bai, it's me, Su Yunyao... Hey, how is the teacher now? Hasn't he come back yet?"

On the other end of the phone, Bai Xian sighed softly: "He hasn't come back yet. Miss Chu said he hasn't woken up yet. It may take a few more days."

"Didn't they let you go and have a look?" "No, Bluebird said a lot of things I didn't understand... Anyway, they didn't let you have a look."

Chu Qingge's actual reason was very simple: the source of the Nirvana Fire was difficult to explain, and if Ning Changkong was sent back to Jinwu Garden or Linghuang Mansion, if he was found out, the situation would be bad. It would be more reassuring for Chu Qingge to take care of him personally.

Bai Xian took the initiative to change the subject: "What about those kids? How are they doing lately?"

Su Yunyao: "Everything is fine. There are not many courses at the beginning of the school year, so it's quite easy. Everyone is looking forward to the sect competition of Yuxu Sword Pavilion. I was thinking, if the teacher can wake up in the next two days, maybe I can catch up and have a look..."

"Actually, I'd like to come and show my support," Bai Xian asked hesitantly, "Can I come and take a look?"

"Ah... That's great! I have to ask Xiao Wen first, but I think he would welcome you to come." Su Yunyao blinked in surprise. She originally thought that if Feng Huang didn't attend, Bai Xian would not be willing to attend.

"It's fate that we meet. After all, I helped take care of them for two months when they were practicing in Jinwu Garden." Bai Xian explained briskly. Of course, the more important reason is that these children were all good friends of Lin Jinsong when he was "alive".

"Human life is very short. You must cherish it, Xiao Su." He added earnestly.

Su Yunyao walked into the familiar group study room thoughtfully.

Gu Minghui was the first to notice her. He turned around and asked, "Has Senior Ning's condition improved? Can he come?"

Su Yunyao shook his head lightly and pulled out his seat: "The teacher hasn't woken up yet, but Senior Bai Xian said he's willing to come and show his support."

Wen Qingsheng turned the book in his hand to a new page, looked up and said, "This is also good. After all, when we were in Jinwu Garden, we received a lot of care from Senior Bai."

Although Bai Xian's heart and eyes are filled with only Phoenix, and he has only a certain amount of affection for these human students, he is not difficult to get along with. He will even occasionally take the initiative to ask these human students for advice, asking about trivial matters such as how to use a mobile phone to look up a recipe.

All in all, he is like an old man who looks young but is behind the times.

Gu Minghui reached out to touch the sword on Wen Qingsheng's waist: "Just think of it as asking him to check our learning results. He beat us really hard back then..."

Ning Changkong was not in good health during that period, so he often asked Bai Xian to teach the sparring. The kids got beaten by Bai Xian every day, and they developed a close relationship with him.

Wen Qingsheng slapped his hand away and put away his precious sword: "Don't touch it, it's mine. If you want it, ask Director Chi to cast one for you."

Gu Minghui wailed, "Master is so busy that I can't see him every day. He doesn't even have time to reply to messages. How can he have the time to forge a sword for me? Your sword is so handsome. Let me touch it again, just one touch will do--"

Su Yunyao was no longer surprised by the frequent fights between Wen Qingsheng and Wen Qingsheng after they got the new sword.

She turned her head and suggested to Yan Xiaoling: "Come to think of it, the exit of the passage between Jinwu Garden and the real world is quite close to your home. You can go to Kunlun with Senior Bai on Sunday morning, and then go back to the academy with us in the evening. In this way, you can still go home and stay for a whole day on Saturday - Xiaoling? Are you listening to me?"

"Ah... I'm listening." Yan Xiaoling suddenly came back to her senses. "Where were you talking about?"

Su Yunyao said helplessly: "So you are not listening? Why are you always distracted these days?"

The conclusion seemed to be within reach and about to surface, but it seemed to be covered by a layer of fog. Yan Xiaoling finally made up her mind and decided to open her mouth to test it out.

She frowned and asked carefully, "I'm thinking about something from the past. Yaoyao, do you still remember the time you used illusion on me in Green Lake Park last year?"

Su Yunyao was refreshed and quickly switched to work mode, her brain quickly recalling what she had said in the past. She answered vaguely: "It seems to be true... The last time I went to the park, a similar scene did flash through my mind..."

In fact, Su Yunyao's memory of that encounter was not particularly vague: she, who was possessed by evil spirit, noticed that Yan Xiaoling had excellent cultivation qualifications, which aroused a strong desire to hunt, so she followed her all the way from the Internet cafe, and waited until Yan Xiaoling left the hotel and was alone before taking action.

This is also the reason why she was intercepted by Ning Changkong at the door of Yan Xiaoling's Internet cafe and eventually recruited by Fenghuang as an assassin.

"Oh," Yan Xiaoling shook her head thoughtfully and brought up another topic, "When did you and Mingqi-kun meet?"

Su Yunyao answered fluently, "If it was earlier, I would have been possessed by evil spirits. It was the master who helped me dispel the evil spirits. And because of my father's relationship, we got to know each other. After the master saved me, he thought I had good physique and was smart, so he accepted me as his apprentice."

Su Yunyao had already prepared this reason, and she answered quickly and fluently.

The best way to gain people's trust is to mix enough truth into lies.

Yan Xiaoling continued to ask: "So it was in the first half of this year that you became my disciple? Um... in March or April?"

"...Yes, it was that time." Su Yunyao nodded in confirmation, but a sinister premonition rose in his heart.

Yan Xiaoling's face was calm, with a hint of non-aggressive confusion of a young girl, and her tone was gentle, but it gave Su Yunyao an invisible sense of oppression.

She did not give the cunning little fox a chance to change the subject and continued to ask, "When we first met, was it Mingqi who assigned you the task of exorcising the evil spirits?"

Four months ago, Su Yunyao answered: "I came to this city specifically for this. I vaguely remember that I seemed to have done something bad here... It seemed to be last summer..."

Because Ning Changkong had not thought of letting Yan Xiaoling know the relationship between the little fox and the phoenix at that time, the answer that Su Yunyao memorized was mainly based on her real motive: Su Yunyao did return to the human world because he wanted to find Yan Xiaoling, the victim, and apologize to her.

Several scattered topics seemed like carefully laid traps, intended to limit Su Yunyao's space to move and escape.

Take a deep breath, stay calm, calm your heartbeat - damn, why did she use her anti-interrogation skills under the questioning of a little girl?

Su Yunyao didn't even blink as he quickly made up a lie: "I took the assignment myself. My teacher gave me a holiday and told me to go out and have some fun. I wanted to take on assignments, walk around, and recall where I met you."

"I went to that city because the passage to Jinwu Garden happened to be located there. But at that time I couldn't reveal the master-disciple relationship between Mingqi-kun and me, so I can only say that I came to this city specifically to find you."

"I'm sorry for deceiving you. After you came to Jinwu Garden to practice, I should have explained it clearly in time. I neglected it--"

Yan Xiaoling interrupted Su Yunyao's explanation lightly, her expression still gentle: "If you really remember our meeting in Green Lake Park, then why don't you conduct a carpet search centered on the park? After all, the mission location to dispel the evil spirits is still some distance away from the park."

She paused, and finally a sharp edge appeared in her tone:

"Or did you actually know that I would take on that mission that day?"