Li Ang walked all the way back to Chang'an and first went to Song Shaoyuan's home to check on the situation on the grounds of a visit.
Song Shaoyuan is currently busy with the entrance exam for the Academy this summer. He, You Duzhi, and their maids at home show no signs of being controlled, and there is no alien atmosphere nearby.
After Li Ang chatted for a few words, he returned to Jinchengfang Mansion. Chai Cuiqiao, who had spent a day playing in the inner garden of Daming Palace with Li Leling, just came back. After the two had dinner, Li Ang thought silently in his study.
Yajiu...Zhaoming...
It is certain that there is deception in Yajiu's words - at least the concealed part.
While the other party claims to have great love and wants to change the world, he also uses hostages as threats and will not hesitate to kill the Pingkangfang woman in order to block the news.
But at the same time, alienated paper that can cleanse memories has been prepared in advance.
Are you testing your own temperament, testing the alienated objects you got from the underground palace, or are you trying to get yourself involved in the killing and make a pledge of surrender?
Or both?
Li Ang frowned slightly. The two controlled Suppression Division judges showed a real acquired level of martial arts, and Yajiu itself was far from showing its full strength.
Could it be that there are really several so-called Zhaomings, or even a group of Zhuxiao Realm monks...
Li Ang subconsciously tapped the table with his fingertips and focused his awareness on his calf - the iron token was wrapped in a layer of ink and placed on the inside of his calf.
Mosi has the ability to isolate spiritual energy fluctuations and can hide the existence of the token.
'Yajiu handed the token directly to me. Either he thinks that with the lives of Song Shaoyuan and Aunt Song, he can completely threaten and control me so that I will never tell others about Zhao Ming.
Or he was completely sure that it would be okay even if I leaked the information. '
Li Ang thought silently, judging from the other party's behavior style, the former possibility is unlikely.
It is more likely that they are not afraid of information leakage.
'There are several potential reasons for not fearing information leakage.
First, the senior officials of the Yu State already know the news of Zhao Ming's existence, and Zhao Ming also knows this, so he is not afraid of exposure.
Second, I'm just a bait. Yajiu doesn't mind me passing on the information. Even this behavior is helping Zhao Ming achieve a certain purpose.
Third, Zhaoming's infiltration into Yu State has been very serious. There are people from Zhaoming near Jinchengfang, Zhenfusi, Yu State's court and even within the Academy.
Fourth, the existence of Zhaoming has not been announced yet, but they will soon make a big move to announce their existence to the world...'
Li Ang's mind changed rapidly. No matter what the reason was, it was not a good thing for himself and Yu Guo.
A group of Zhuxiao Realm monks with strange thoughts, without the restraints of national sentiments, interest chains, and social relationships, are simply a group of powerful weapons that move on their own in human form.
Not to mention that they are also suspected of possessing the legacy of the former Sui sect, as well as a large number of alienated objects with unknown functions.
Destruction is always much easier than creation or protection.
'Who else is infallible? '
Li Ang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. This feeling of being in the dark and being clear to the enemy is really uncomfortable. There may be Zhaoming's eyes and ears in the Zhenfu Division, the Yu Kingdom Court and even the Academy.
Even with regard to the academic doctors, the four priests, and the sacrificial wine, Li Ang could not be sure of their positions - after all, in Yajiu's description, Jun Qianzi wanted the academy to rule the Yu Kingdom, which was a problem for some monks. It's also very tempting.
'The only people who are absolutely reliable and least likely to betray the Yu Kingdom are Emperor Yu himself and the mountain chief. Emperor Yu himself was not a monk in the strict sense, and there were too many idle people around him.
The only one who is reliable and can inform Zhao Ming's information is Shan Zhang.
The problem is, how to convey this information to the mountain leader without being noticed by anyone else...'
In the study, the flame of the oil lamp that was gradually running out of fuel was trembling, and Li Ang's shadow on the wall was also trembling.
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The next day, after Li Ang returned to the academy, he received the news that the mountain chief had left Chang'an.
This is not surprising. With the ability of Zhuxiao Realm monks, there are not many places in the world that cannot be visited.
If you are willing to spend your spiritual energy, it won't take long to walk back and forth along the Silk Road.
Two hundred years ago, Su Zi still liked to have breakfast in Hangzhou in the early morning and watch the tides, go to Lingnan to eat lychees at noon, and return to Chang'an in the evening to debate passionately with monks, Taoists and priests, and during the debate, he would spit lychee kernels in his opponent's face.
Lian Xuanxiao, the current mountain chief, likes to "travel" around no matter whether he is young or old.
In the autumn semester of the third year of Zaiqian's reign, the old man was away from the academy for longer than he was in the academy, and he often seemed to be in trouble.
But, why are you missing at this time...
Li Ang walked out of the supervising building disappointedly. The mountain leader was not here, so he could not tell others the information, so he had to continue to wait.
The physical education class in the afternoon was held at the martial arts field, and the teaching content was combat.
The purpose is to knock down and defeat the opponent. The venue is limited, the time is limited, and the method is not limited. It is a battle between monks.
"...In today's practical class, I hope everyone will adhere to the principle of friendship first, victory and defeat second, and compete with style..."
The doctor on the stage was talking about the classroom rules, and the students below had already started discussing excitedly.
Although there were armored combat classes in the previous physical studies and military studies classes, most of the freshmen at that time were still in the aura-sensing state and could not release any talismans.
Fighting is really just physical combat with armor.
But now the freshmen are gradually reaching the hiding place and have more means.
Combat classes also tend to be serious battles between monks.
"Huh, you must calm down."
Yang Yu stood on the spot with his eyes closed, gesticulating back and forth with his hands, and murmuring the magic formula: "Expelling filth and destroying demons, there is a great way to control poison, and at the same time detect evil, all evil will destroy the form..."
His talents in Talisman, Nian, Sword and other courses are all relatively average, except for Jutsu, which is pretty good.
"It's not easy,"
Li Wei on the side clenched his fists and said with emotion, "We, the body training students, have finally waited for this day!"
At this moment, Li Wei was covered in armor and holding a hardwood horse pole as black as ink, looking like a warrior on the battlefield.
No wonder he was so excited. The status of physical training students in the academy is quite strange. On the one hand, most of them come from military families and their cultural background is not very good.
The learning progress of courses such as national history, Yu rules, and arithmetic could not keep up with other freshmen scholars.
On the other hand, body refining is not as "convenient" as power systems such as talismans, techniques, and thoughts.
Talisman masters can write various kinds of talismans to provide warmth in winter and coolness in summer.
The magician can cast spells. If the surrounding environment is noisy, cast the sound isolation spell. If you don't want to take the stairs, cast the feather falling spell to glide down.
Not to mention reading the teacher, you can multi-task, and you can do all the housework while lying in bed.
In comparison, warriors below the innate realm appear much more embarrassed.
Only in this kind of fighting class can the physical training students find some psychological comfort.
Li Ang looked around and found that not only Li Wei, but also the other body training students were excited and discussing something in low voices.
"We have been training our muscles and bones for so long, and today we can finally stand up."
"Yeah, let them look down on us normally. Today, I'm going to hit ten of them!"
"Brother Ye, calm down, let me go first. This punch of mine has seventeen years of skill."
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I have too much contempt for martial artists..."
How do you feel...this group of physical training students really need psychological counseling.
Li Ang shook his head silently. Currently, most of the freshmen are still in hiding, and the talismans, spells, thoughts, and swords released have limited power.
With both sides wearing armor, the body-refining path would indeed have the advantage in a fight.
"Okay, the disciples who have reported their names are starting to enter."
A Ph.D. student took out the list prepared in advance and reported the names of Dou Chi and Asted Tumen.
Another Doctor of Talismanology took out a stack of amulets, pulled out two, and stuck them on the inside of their armors - this kind of amulets would form an invisible shield when attacked, effectively resisting flying arrows, Sword slashing and spell damage.
It will become invalid when the time limit is reached or the upper limit of protection is exceeded.
Due to their different levels and generally expensive consumables, only elite armies in various countries can equip them, and it is even more difficult for civilians to find one.
In other words, the academy has capital to use and consume in daily classes.
Dou Chi and Ashide Tumen walked towards the opposite ends of the martial arts field.
In order to match today's fighting class, the terrain of the martial arts arena was temporarily modified, including hillsides, pits, earth and stone fortresses, and ruined houses to simulate a real combat environment as much as possible.
"Risheng, who do you think will win?"
Ji Linglang turned around and asked.
Dou Chi is a disciple of the Dou family. His father is the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple. He is a serious descendant of nobles. He received an education from a young age and was admitted to the Academy. He was the same child as Pei Jing and others.
As for Ashide Tumen, just by listening to his surname, you can tell that he is a Turkic noble. He is usually a popular figure among the Hu people's disciples - and he is a body-refining student.
"Asted Tumen."
"Eh? Why?"
"I feel like he has a better talent for learning. He has been able to speak Turkic since he was a child and has another foreign language."
Li Ang said casually.
As the lecturer announced the start of the competition, Asted Domen directly held a spear and rushed over from two hundred meters away.
Along the way, they constantly used earth slopes and ruined walls as cover to block Dou Chi's sight, and quickly approached.
When Dou Chi saw this, he didn't just stand there stupidly. Instead, he moved to a broken house and tried his best to cast the object-repelling technique.
Use the tables, chairs and benches in the room to block the doors and windows, build a bunker in front of you, and prepare more powerful spells on the spot.
Asted Tumen rushed towards the house like a war horse and smashed open the wooden door with his shield.
Seeing that Dou Chi's recitation of the technique in the room had come to an end, he threw his spear directly, smashed through Juma's bunker, and hit Dou Chi in the chest.
Under the effect of the protective talisman, Dou Chi did not receive much damage, but the technique could not last and was hit by the shield thrown by Asted Tumen again.
boom!
The protective talisman on Dou Chi exploded, making a loud noise, announcing his defeat.
The doctor announced the results of the competition and rewarded Asted Tumen with credits.
The Turkic nobleman proudly picked up the shield and spear from the ground, smiled and shook hands with Dou Chi.
Although Dou Chi agreed to shake hands and had a smile on his face, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth tightened slightly as he walked towards Pei Jing and other companions.
"Get ready for the next group!"
Dr. Xuegong continued to submit the list. This list should have been considered. The strength of the two sides in the competition was relatively close, such as Li Leling versus Ji Linglang, etc.
Yang Yu was already mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that the opponent assigned to him turned out to be Zhang Yuyan, whom he had a good impression of. After coming on the field, he was busy preparing to perform the spell, but was hit by a flying sword in the chest of the armor. He lost. game.
And Li Wei... He was originally very proud and wanted to show his pride as a recommended student of the Ministry of War in front of many classmates.
With a strong bow on his back, a horse spear in his hand, and a simple sword at his waist, he took a bold step forward.
Just as he was about to pose, he heard the doctor announce his opponent's name, "He Fanshuang."
He Fanshuang walked forward with a calm expression, received the talisman, and walked towards the battlefield.
Li Wei's expression fell instantly, and he walked to the other side of the battlefield with a frown.
At the beginning of the game, Li Wei wanted to replicate Ashide Tumen's plan, using ravines and slopes as cover to quickly approach his opponent.
However, He Fanshuang did not retreat but instead advanced, slashing at Li Wei with his flying sword, forcing him to be trapped in the ravine and unable to get out.
At the same time, He Fanshuang also released spells, trapping Li Wei's feet with mud and blocking his sight with flying sand and rocks, assisting Feijian in launching attacks from all angles.
Even though Li Wei had superhuman strength and resisted beatings, he was still consumed alive in the end.
He crawled out of the ditch covered in dust and returned to the team dejectedly.
Yang Yu, who also lost the game, saw this and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged. He Fanshuang has twice as many spiritual veins as you, and his Qi sea is also more abundant. Losing is normal. We are not competing with geniuses."
"I'm not willing to give in. I've already written my victory speech."
Li Wei painfully took out a piece of paper from his arms, which said something like "It is our duty to rebuild the honor of being recommended by the Ministry of War."
Yang Yu and Li Wei, two brothers in distress, hugged each other for warmth.
Li Ang stood there, bored and waiting for his name to be reported.
"Leon."
"Pei Jing."
After Dr. Xuegong announced his name, the conversation on the other side of the crowd stopped abruptly, and strange looks were cast around him.
Li Ang blinked calmly. Even without using Mo Si's emotion detection function, he could roughly know what the classmates around him were thinking.
Although Pei Jing only got third place in the Academy entrance exam,
But he has more innate spiritual veins, and he was the first to reach the Body Hiding Realm before the winter vacation. After a while, he will be able to reach the intermediate level of the Body Hiding Realm and choose his own path.
Perhaps because he was "ahead" in his cultivation progress, his aloof personality was much better than before, and he would say hello to Li Ang when he saw him after class.
Just like in the memory of another world, the top students' personalities will improve only after they get first place in the exam.
"Brother Li."
Pei Jing did not wear the Canghai Sword on her waist (only standard weapons were allowed to be used in combat classes), and she raised her hands in a graceful manner, still looking like a romantic and elegant young man.
Li Ang returned it with his hand, his expression as usual.
