Invulnerable indeed.
In the bedroom, Li Ang frowned slightly as he looked at the gloves made of silk.
The tip of the dagger he used to cut and stab the glove was slightly worn, but the surface of the ink silk remained unchanged.
As the cutting force gradually increased, a shallow mark finally appeared on the surface of the silk glove.
After injecting spiritual power, even this trace quickly healed itself.
'After devouring eighteen thousand gold and silver, has there been a new change? '
Li Ang thought silently: 'The first stage is to act as a spiritual energy bridge, improve the efficiency of spiritual energy transmission, and enhance body functions;
The second stage is to be able to pierce the body surface to form protection?
This kind of protection also requires a certain amount of spiritual energy to be maintained. The greater the external force, the
The more spiritual power is consumed. '
He paused, released his spiritual power, guided the ink threads in his palms to slowly shrink, and then concentrated his will.
rustle--
Under the control of will, the silk threads stretched out again and gathered on the back of the hand. No matter how much spiritual power was released after that, the area of the moss silk did not become larger.
'It seems that with the total amount of minerals devoured so far, the second-stage ink can only expand to this extent. '
Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "I originally thought that Mosi's ability to reconnect the broken spiritual veins and repair the broken skull and sword hexagram was already an extremely special alienated object."
Unexpectedly, there are more changes.
If we continue to feed minerals, will it be possible to increase the total area of the ink threads in the second stage until it forms a mask, breastplate, or even full-body armor?
Currently, what is fed is only gold and silver ingots. What if it is replaced by high-grade special metals such as orichalcum and black iron?
Does Mosi have a third stage...'
"Master, the food is ready."
Chai Cuiqiao's voice from the living room interrupted Li Ang's thoughts. He retracted the slightly worn dagger and watched the ink on the back of his hand retract under the skin, "Oh, here it comes."
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At the same time, Daming Palace and Greenhouse Palace.
The worshipers, chamberlains and Jinwu guards on both sides of the screen looked at their noses and their noses, as frozen as statues.
In the palace, Emperor Yu Li Shun pressed his palms against the long table, looking sharply at the Southern Zhou border garrison map spread out on the table, his brows furrowed and his expression solemn.
"call..."
Emperor Yu slowly exhaled a breath, and a name once again flashed in his mind.
Jun Qianzi.
This name, which had been away from Chang'an for fifteen years, has returned again, like an old scar being reopened, tingling the nerves of many people.
If He Siping, who is currently Zhongyun of Zuochunfang in the East Palace of the Crown Prince, is the representative of this generation of academy disciples,
Then Jun Qianzi fifteen years ago was the most outstanding disciple in the academy in the past fifty years.
He is a Doctor of Talismanology in the Academy, a high-level monk in the Xunyun Realm, and is only one step away from the Zhuxiao Realm.
He was also a member of the Society of Science, and improved a variety of processes including spinning wheels, dyes, oil presses, and agricultural tools.
He has presided over the construction of bridges on Shannan East Road and Shannan West Road, the construction of river dams and seawalls on Jiangnan East Road, and the locust disaster relief in Tongji Province.
This name should have been hung on the wall of the Academy's History Hall, alongside the previous mountain chiefs and outstanding doctors.
Until he, who had always been gentle and elegant, suddenly took advantage of the gap between the mountain chief's departure from Chang'an and snatched away more than ten alienated objects from Dongjun Tower.
Using alienated substances to brutally kill Si Ye who was stationed at the academy, the deputy commander of the Zhenfu Division who came to intercept, and a group of monks,
Escaped from Yu State all the way.
In the past ten years, the Yu State has never stopped hunting Jun Qianzi. The spies lurking in Southern Zhou, Xijing, Turks and even Shiwan Barren Mountains are also sparing no effort to find clues about him - the resources needed for monks to practice. It's so huge that it can't be silent.
All searches yielded nothing until the mountain chief personally announced two years ago that Jun Qianzi's life lamp had been extinguished and his location should be in the depths of the Endless Sea.
But now, this name is back, and it appears on the magic sealing talisman that can only be written by high-level people in the Zhuxiao realm.
The Academy's most basic military science course has repeatedly emphasized that monks in the Zhuxiao Realm can literally rewrite the pattern of war.
This is especially true for high-level Talisman Masters in the Zhuxiao Realm.
A single talisman can stop a river from flowing, cause a mountain cliff to collapse, or cause thousands of armies to evacuate.
What has Jun Qianzi experienced in the past fifteen years? How did he make such rapid progress and advance from Xunyun Realm to the high level of Zhuxiao Realm? And why did he use this deliberate method to tell Yu Guo that he was back?
'Is it really because of the plan to send troops to the Southern Zhou Dynasty? '
Li Shun stretched out his hand to brush the Southern Zhou border map that the Ministry of War had painstakingly drawn, his knuckles turning white from too much force.
After receiving the news about Jun Qianzi, the Zhenfu Division dispatched capable personnel to consolidate Chang'an city defense, and the order of rotation of the imperial palace was also modified to protect important nobles.
These all treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If you guard against thieves for a thousand days, you will lose something.
The most important thing is to understand Jun Qianzi's life and death, as well as his purpose.
'I hope the mountain chief can get good news as soon as possible. '
Li Shun silently retracted his palm, not knowing the intentions of the high-level Talisman Master in Zhuxiao Realm, many plans were forced to stagnate.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of footsteps and chuckles and chatter came from far away. Emperor Yu looked towards the side hall, where Queen Xue and her children were walking over talking and laughing.
"Aye."
The princes and princesses bowed politely. Emperor Yu took the young Princess Linzhang from Queen Xue (whose biological mother was a concubine who died in childbirth, and was later adopted by Queen Xue as her own child) and held her in his arms. In his arms, he said casually: "I'm back from the theater."
"Um."
Princess Linzhang hugged Emperor Yu's neck and talked about the play she had just watched - the royal family had recently invited some theater troupes from Chang'an to perform in the palace.
Speaking to the outside world is to appreciate art,
The real purpose was to find an excuse to temporarily detain foreign theater troupes, including the Jian Yue Troupe, in Chang'an.
The old woman in gray from the Jian Yue Troupe is the carrier of the demon-sealing talisman sent by Jun Qianzi to Chang'an.
Although according to the results of the Zhenfu Division’s interrogation, Jian Yue Troupe knew nothing about this,
But just in case, they still couldn't let them go - Zhenfusi planned to ask Zhongfang Lu, one of the three prime ministers of Yu State, to come forward.
He declared that he loved the Jian Yue Troupe so much that he spent a lot of money to keep the Jian Yue Troupe in Chang'an permanently, and also brought their family members from the Southern Zhou Dynasty to Chang'an to live long-term.
Zhenfusi hopes to use this method to lure the snake out of its hole.
"The palace is still too deserted. In the future, let the Jiaofangsi also learn from those foreign theater troupes and study other styles of drama."
Emperor Yu's tone was easy-going and brisk, and it was completely impossible to tell that he was still worried about Jun Qianzi just now.
"That would be great. It would save those foreign theater troupes from having some of their plays become the last hits in Chang'an after they go back."
Empress Xue, who also knew about Jun Qianzi, also smiled calmly.
The family chatted casually and gradually mentioned Li Leling's studies.
"Leling's academic performance is still very good. She got first-class scores in several examinations of national history, Yu law, arithmetic, and neo-Confucianism."
The Fourth Prince Li Hui said proudly: “Moreover, this year’s freshmen have read part of the Academy textbooks during the entrance exam, which is equivalent to being one step ahead.
Leling had never read the textbook before, and it was entirely the result of learning during this period.
If Leling also took the entrance exam, she might even be able to come back with the title of top scholar in the academy. "
"elder brother--"
Li Leling blushed slightly and poked her fourth half brother on the back, "No way.
I just gave up some classes such as physical training and spent my time on other classes. "
"That's good too."
Queen Xue rubbed her daughter's hair happily and proudly, but she was still a little sad in her heart.
Life in the academy has made Li Leling much healthier than before, but his heart disease still has not improved and even shows signs of self-healing.
As a result, Li Leling was unable to participate in part of the military science and physical training courses.
Emperor Yu was keenly aware of the sadness in his wife's eyes, and quickly said to Li Leling: "Your mother and I are going to supervise the swordsmanship course tomorrow.
Did the doctor from the Academy tell you freshmen? "
"said."
Li Leling nodded and said a little embarrassedly: "But my daughter doesn't seem to have any talent in swordsmanship..."
"It's okay. It's good if the monks in the world are proficient in one way. Even the mountain chief can only master two kinds of talisman swords."
Fourth Prince Li Hui consoled him: "In the past, this kind of inspection class was done in groups to make the scene more beautiful. Let the freshmen form their own teams.
Hmm...He Fanshuang among the freshmen is very good. Leling, haven't you become good friends with her recently? You can team up with her.
Or that Li Ang - although he is limited by his talent and his cultivation progress is not as good as Fan Shuang and Pei Jing Kuai,
But I heard that Neo-Confucianism and studying are very good..."
Emperor Yu looked at the fourth son who was sincerely advising his sister, his eyes paused, and he felt inexplicably relieved.
As the ruler of the Yu State, he had countless channels to receive information. Naturally, he knew that the fourth prince Li Hui and the prince Li Si had been competing openly and covertly for young talents in Chang'an in recent years.
He Siping was Li Si’s Zuo Chunfang Zhongyun.
And He Fanshuang is He Siping's sister, rounding off she is also from the prince's line.
At the same time, Li Ang’s recommender, Cheng Juxiu, was also He Siping’s junior brother.
Rounding things off, Li Ang is very likely to be attracted by the prince in the future.
In this case, Li Hui didn't mind at all, but sincerely found a way for Li Leling.
This made Emperor Yu very pleased, and there was a softness in his eyes again.
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Li Ang had no idea that he was still being cared about by the royal family when he was sleeping. After a full sleep, he got up to go to school.
"Sunrise!"
Yang Yu hurried over with a piece of bilo pasta in his mouth and said vaguely: "Are you ready?"
"What's ready."
Li Ang was confused and stood there to let Yang Yu finish Biro first to avoid choking.
"Swordsmanship class?!"
Yang Yu clapped his hands and said: "I specifically asked my senior brothers, sisters and teachers after school yesterday. In previous years, if Her Majesty and Queen were to come to this kind of inspection class, the freshmen would have to form teams.
Groups of five, groups of seven, groups of ten, whatever. It can make the scene look better. "
Li Ang blinked, "So?"
"Give your brother a hand."
Yang Yu begged: "Count me in for the group assignment."
"Count me in too!"
Li Wei, who was holding a piece of meat pie for breakfast, also hurried over from a distance and said proudly: "I failed in swordsmanship last time!"
"You still shout so loudly when you fail. Are you proud of it?"
Li Ang rubbed his forehead, "There's nothing wrong with you two, but I don't know how the class will go then..."
I myself am still worried about whether Xi Yangyu will cause trouble!
"It's okay Risheng, we believe in you."
Yang Yu and Li Wei spoke righteously and almost had the words "I am a waste and I am very proud" engraved on their faces.
"Fine..."
Li Ang nodded, Yang Yu and Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then they noticed the clothes Li Ang was wearing.
"Hey, Risheng, why are you wearing such thick clothes today?"
Li Ang patted the thick robe on his body and said, "Keep warm. Autumn is here, so there shouldn't be too much cold wind."
"oh oh."
Yang Yu and Li Wei didn't know why, so they made a note in their hearts and planned to imitate Li Ang's clothes when they went back - since the news of Duke Yan's recovery from illness spread,
Everyone knows that Li Ang is a famous doctor from Zhenzhou.
What he said was certainly not wrong.
Dang Dang Dang——
The bell rang, and Li Ang looked towards the direction of the forging workshop, "Okay, let's go, class is about to begin."
