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The children of the Sunshine Orphanage moved into their new home before the Sky Clinic asked for rent.
The new Sunshine Orphanage had a two-story steel structure teaching building, and it was solid, beautiful and in good taste. The dormitory was clean and sanitary, with a TV and an air conditioner in each room. The playground was paved with a rubber track and quipped with various amus.e.m.e.nt facilities. It had exceeded the level of an orphanage and reached the standard of a private kindergarten.
Most dramatic of all, the new Sunshine Orphanage even had a football field under construction for children to play on.
Ge Ming claimed that one was never too young to learn how to play football, so he pushed for a football field in the new orphanage. He said the orphanage could start a football team, which he would train with, and that the team could take part in the compet.i.tion and attract public attention. That way they could not only raise more charity money, but also help more orphans. Considering that there was still a lot of budget left, Ning Tao agreed to the proposal.
Ge Ming and Su Ya were busy early in the morning. Ge Ming was busy cooking and frying vegetables, and Su Ya was busy directing the children to perform for the villagers of Sword Pavilion Village who came to attend the opening ceremony.
The stage was simply built with construction company's pipes and boards, covered with a layer of the village's useless propaganda cloth and tarpaulin.
On the stage, Li Xiaoyu performed the peac.o.c.k dance that she did best to the villagers led by Lu Nan and Yang Lu. Her movements were beautiful and rhythmical, just like a cute peac.o.c.k.
After this dance, she made a very serious bow to the audience.
"One more, little girl," cried out a village girl, laughing.
"One yuan, give me one yuan, and I'll continue dancing," said Li Xiaoyu.
The audience off stage burst into laughter.
Behind the stage, Su Ya was anxiously waiting for the call to be connected, but she could only hear the tone of "the number you dialed is power off."
"What are you doing? It's opening day. Where have you been fooling around? You even turn off your phone. That's outrageous!" Su Ya complained to herself in a depressed mood.
At the moment, Ning Tao was in the Sword Pavilion Cave.
The white energy of good and the black energy of bad were intertwined, like a white baby dragon and a black huge dragon. It was inevitable. Since Qing Zhui worked for Ning Tao, Ning Tao's rate of earning sins of evil intention had never been higher, but the rate of earning merits of good intention was far behind it. As a result, the balance between the two kinds of rent in the good-evil tripod was unbalanced, with more evil rent and less good rent.
Even so, Ning Tao still insisted on practicing. In the past few days, he tried numerous times the Ladder under Feet of the pre-school punch skill, but he never succeeded. The reason was simple—his spiritual power was too weak to support this skill. Therefore, he must work hard to improve his spiritual power.
The black evil energy and the white good energy continuously flew into Ning Tao's mouth. His body was like a furnace, refining the good-evil energy, and transforming it into spiritual power, which was finally absorbed and stored by the Niwan acupoint. With every inhale of evil energy, he felt anger and hatred. These feelings were so strong that he even wanted to destroy everything. On the contrary, every inhale of good energy soothed the anger in his heart, as if the sunlight dispelled the darkness and made him warm and comfortable. However, since the evil energy was far more than the good energy in the good-evil tripod, he often took a few whiffs of evil energy before he could take a whiff of good energy. Thus, he experienced more pain and felt less comfort.
Why couldn't the natural go-between of good and evil cultivate spiritual power with spiritual energy of heaven and earth? Why should he cultivate with good and evil energy?
The answer concerned good and evil.
By absorbing and exchanging good energy and evil energy, he not only enhanced his special spiritual power, but also tempered his two sides—good and evil. Without these two sides, how could he be a go-between of good and evil?
But his evil side was clearly stronger than his good side through this period of sudden practice, so that when he accidentally triggered his evil side, it was more difficult for him to calm down than before.
Ning Tao immersed himself in the practice.
Time slipped away like an hourgla.s.s, but Ning Tao had lost track of time...
After a period of time, Ning Tao's Niwan acupoint suddenly shuddered and instantly contracted inward. It felt like the bottom of a pond suddenly sank and a bottomless hole appeared, causing all the water in the pond to suddenly flood into it.
"What's going on?"
Ning Tao was filled with surprise and curiosity. Without opening his eyes, he directly awakened his innate spiritual sense and entered his physical world in a state of divine sense.
There was the same white sky and the same white land, but there were black patches on the white land that looked like dirt after snow melted.
"Maybe it's because I've absorbed a lot of evil energy during this period to cultivate spiritual power," Ning Tao said to himself. "Next month I must do a rush job of earning merits of good intention, or I will surely become an absolute devil."
His ident.i.ty as a natural go-between of good and evil required him to maintain the absolute balance of his own good and evil. If he failed to keep his balance and kept on the path of evil, he might become a terrible devil.
Similarly, it was wrong to blindly advance on the path of good, because in that case, he would probably become a pure good man who didn't dare to step on ants.
Ning Tao's divine sense flew over the white land and those black patches, finally arriving at the center of his physical world. Then he gaped.
There was nothing left of the place where his Niwan acupoint had been, except the white ground.
Suddenly, the white ground gave a shook and a black dot and a white dot appeared. Then, the two dots spread quickly, as black and white paint spread across and permeated a white sheet of paper.
It only lasted for a few seconds, and then a new Niwan acupoint appeared in front of Ning Tao. It was several times larger than before, round and surrounded by black and white energy. It was half black and half white, and the joint of the black energy and the white energy was an "S".
Ning Tao was astounded. "Isn't... isn't this the diagram of Taiji? How did my Niwan acupoint come to be like this?"
No one could give him an answer.
His Niwan acupoint was indeed shaped like a Taiji, with black Yin fish and white Yang fish. But the black part was inky and very thick, while the white part was snow-white and thin. Obviously, this was also the result of the large amount of evil energy he absorbed and refined during this period.
Suddenly Ning Tao's eyes turned to the center of the Niwan acupoint. Somehow he had a feeling that something was going to come out of there, like a seed about to break through the earth.
Ning Tao was confused. "What's that?"
Still no one gave him the answer.
With no result after observation, Ning Tao couldn't help walking towards his new Niwan acupoint. "It is part of me, and there should be no problem going in and seeing what is inside," he thought. However, just as his feet touched the edge of the Niwan acupoint, it quivered and his divine sense was suddenly ejected from his physical world.
After gaping for a moment, Ning Tao went to his desk, took down a brush from the pen holder, dipped into the ink and drew a diagram of Taiji on a blank sheet of paper.
On the stone wall behind the desk was a picture of a Navy Type 0 Carrier Fighter and a woman in a red cheongsam who was looking up at the sky.
It was painted by Ning Tao little by little during this period of time, and it gave a rough idea of what he saw at that time. But because of his poor painting skills, the woman's delicate and refined face was like an apple.
After finishing drawing the Taiji diagram, Ning Tao put it next to the diagram of fighter and the woman.
Ning Tao thought that painting down the important things and sticking them on the wall might inspire him to discover unexpected clues. That was why he drew it even if he was so bad at painting.
Standing in front of the two paintings, Ning Tao admired them for a moment, and then took out his phone which was turned off and turned it on. He glanced at the time on his phone's screen and suddenly exclaimed, "Oops." Immediately he ran to the wall with blood locks on it.
He remembered that he should go to cut the ribbon for the Sunshine Orphanage, which opened today.
He opened the blood lock on the stone wall, directly back to the Sky Clinic, and then ready to unlock the blood lock that left halfway to the Sword Pavilion Mountain.
However, before he could open the blood lock, his cell phone rang.
He thought it was Su Ya who must be in a great hurry, but when he took out his phone, he found it was Jiang Hao. He was in a hurry to go to the Sword Pavilion Village, so he straightly asked, "Jiang Hao, what's up? I'm going to..."
Jiang Hao's nervous and urgent voice suddenly came from the phone. "Something's wrong here... Come to the botanical garden..." Boom! Boom!
The last sound was two gunshots, and the phone was hung up.
Ning Tao immediately called back, only to hear the voice indicating that Jiang Hao's phone had been turned off. In the process of his dialing back, he had already prepared what he needed—the small medicine chest, the Unbreakable Fan, and the firewood knife.
With these things, Ning Tao went to the stone wall and opened the blood lock marked with "botanical garden". The convenient door opened and two seconds later he was on a hillside near the botanical garden. The blood lock was painted here last time when he came to see Jiang Hao, and it came in handy this time.
When the convenient door disappeared, Ning Tao started running toward the back of the hill. There were no roads in the forest, but were full of jagged rocks and thorns, but he, like a monkey living in the jungle, ran, jumped, grasped the vine, and flew across the forest, like walking on the ground.
Soon, the botanical garden of Blueprint Biotechnology Company came into view, but its gate was closed and unguarded. This was not normal, for the last time he had been there, there were two armed special forces guards at the gate, and now there was no one there.
The botanical garden was quiet, and Ning Tao didn't see anyone moving inside.
He avoided the gate and crept to the foot of a fence. He tried calling Jiang Hao's phone again, but her phone was still turned off. He gave up. Then he made a sprint before he sprang to his feet, and tapped his right foot on the wall. At the time, his body was in the air. Next second, he leaped over the top of the wall, and landed in the botanical garden.
He darted into a green belt, and then stalked toward the lab. At first he was careful and moved slowly, but he did not see anyone or anything unusual along the way. Then he simply ran. With all his strength, he was as fast as a wolf running through the forest.
A few minutes later Ning Tao saw the Asking the Heaven Building. Now he was on the side of the building, so he could not see its front door. He slowed down, arousing the skill of looking and smelling, and then crept cautiously towards the Asking the Heaven Building.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Before he could detect the situation with his skills of looking and smelling, thousands of gunshots burst into his ears. After that, various odors flooded into his nose from one direction. There were thousands of odors, but the strongest ones were the smell of blood and gunpowder.
The kinds of smells were the flavor of the battlefield.
Ning Tao was struck with alarm, wondering, "Are foreign special forces attacking here again?"