Sitting in the audience, Li Ang picked up the bandage and wrapped it around his palm, then lightly brushed the clothes with the dust-sweeping charm.
sand--
A large amount of dust, scraps of cloth, and fly ash are adsorbed on the dust-sweeping talisman. The talisman is rolled up and thrown away, and the whole person feels refreshed again.
'Fortunately, there is a lotus in misery,'
Li Ang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air to calm down.
Kujinglian, who can predict bad luck, gave the prediction results of today's non-bad luck in advance, allowing him to make some preparations in advance.
Coupled with his good popularity in the academy, three Si Ye stood up to protect him, and Li Ang's previous achievements in protecting the body, the worst situation was avoided.
"Chen Pei this way,"
Yang Yu, who was considered a devout Haotian believer in his family, shook his head and said angrily: "His father, Bian Yubo, as the deputy envoy of the Tribunal, killed countless demons and evil spirits. He can be called a hero no matter what.
How could the son he gave birth to look like this? "
"yes."
Yong Hongzhong responded: "It's okay to have no style in the ring competition. You can't afford to lose, and you are talking crazy and nonsense.
It’s not like the genius of Mount Taihao,
It's more like the auntie who lost her money in the Toshiichi Theater and cursed the sumo wrestling competition with "the countdown was too slow."
"Tiger father also has dogs,"
Li Wei pouted, "After this academic exchange, Bian Chenpei will only become a joke even if he returns to Mount Taihao."
There is no saying that the positions in Taihao Mountain are inherited from father to son and passed down from generation to generation.
Especially in the Inquisition, the strength and reputation of the priests are still the top priority in the assessment.
As long as Bian Chenpei is alive, he will never be able to take off the hat of being "defeated head-on by a monk of two levels lower than him".
"Are you in a bad mood lately?"
He Fanshuang, who was sitting next to him with a book in his hands, glanced at Li Ang, who was silent, and asked lightly: "It was not like you were in the ring just now."
"Um?"
Li Ang was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "A little bit."
The water poison in Suzhou, Zhao Ming lurking in the dark, the Imperial Medical Office in the process of change, Ashinagara who is left with a lifelong disability, and the spiritual energy machine that is destined to change the world and the lifestyle of hundreds of millions of people.
Worrying things came one after another, and Chen Pei, who was blasting his hammer on the stage just now, had some intention of venting his anger.
He Fanshuang gave him a steady look and said calmly: "You don't have to carry all your worries and worries on your shoulders. You can talk to someone you trust."
"Um,"
Li Ang nodded, with a slightly bitter smile on his face.
Calculating carefully, it has been three years since I awakened the memory of another world. I have a group of sincere friends around me, respected teachers,
There are also more...unspeakable secrets.
He could entrust his life to Chai Chai, but it was difficult for Chai Chai to understand what he meant by "sheep eating people," "industrialization," and "proletarians."
He could talk to Li Leling about many things, but Li Leling's status as a princess meant that she could not understand many of Li Ang's deviant and even rebellious ideas.
Li Ang had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. He was like a traveler, walking on a cliff at night, with an abyss beneath his feet.
In the distance is the prosperous and peaceful human world, where the carved beams and painted buildings are illuminated, and the lanterns are lit.
But right next to the city is a huge burning bonfire.
Only he could see the spreading and extremely dangerous bonfire. He wanted to tell the crowd in the distance, but his voice could not pass through the empty cliff, and he could only hear his lonely echo.
Li Ang sighed softly, shook his head and stopped thinking about those annoying things.
On the ring, the game is still going on, with Ren Chao, Ashina Queteqin and others taking the stage one after another. Pei Jing holds the Canghai Sword and defeats the weak with the strong. Shangguan Yangyao unstoppably blasts away his opponents with magical skills, which can be regarded as a victory for Taihao Mountain. He regained his face.
The audience cheered and applauded one after another. It was not always possible to see the monks who were usually extremely noble, fighting like a gladiator in a theater.
During the game break, the clerks of Chang'an merchants would wear uniforms with the names of various merchants on them, push carts through the auditorium, and give away refreshing desserts and snacks to citizens and foreign missions for free.
However, Li Ang and the others did not get free desserts - Li Leling asked a servant to push a cart, took out more than a dozen bowls of watermelon juice chilled with Li Liang Talisman from the cart, and distributed it to everyone.
"Thanks."
Li Ang took a taste and suddenly paused.
Li Leling noticed his movements and asked subconsciously: "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"
"No, it's delicious."
Li Ang smiled at her, and his mind left the arena and went to the cave outside Chang'an City.
In the dim cave, the silent clone of Mo Si was shaking violently.
Wow——
A lot of ink silk withered and peeled off,
It attracted three red-eyed purple bees not far away that had just hatched, buzzing and flying around.
what happened? Out of control? !
Li Ang concentrated on Mo Si's clone and tried hard to restrain Mo Si.
After more than ten breaths, the clone finally stopped disintegrating.
A large number of ink threads scattered on the ground slowly rose up, forming small piles of sand on the cave floor.
There was no loss of control. Li Ang could still sense the escaped Mo Si, and could even still command and control them.
This is more like...awakening another form?
Li Ang was thinking uncertainly. After beating Bian Chenpei on the ring just now, the long-standing depression and anguish disappeared. His own realm seemed to have climbed from the beginning of Tingyu to the intermediate level of Tingyu.
In the pre-Sui Dynasty, middle-level Tingyu practitioners were enough to be called "monks" rather than just beginning practitioners.
Although there is only one step difference, there are only two steps left before reaching the Xunyun Realm.
"Did my own advancement trigger changes in Mo Si?"
Li Ang said silently, the fourth stage of Mo Si is to differentiate into clones that can be controlled from a distance.
What new abilities are there in the current fifth stage?
He released his thoughts and sensed the pile of ink silk.
Scattered ink threads can change into various shapes in situ, including circles, cubes, and geometric shapes, but more complex structures, such as human shapes, animal shapes, etc., cannot be created.
"Can't you create more clones?"
Li Ang was a little disappointed. The separated parts had limited functions, and the Mosi clone could still only have one main body.
"The control accuracy and toughness of the scattered parts have not changed much."
Li Ang thought silently, "Then what is the use of this fifth stage? Is it to serve as the eyes and ears besides Mo Si's clone?
Wait, it’s not impossible. "
The biggest problem with Mo Si's clone is that she is completely black. Even if she wears a raincoat and cape, she is still too obvious when walking on the road and can easily be spotted.
To sneak into the city, you can only drill into the ground or through rivers.
With scattered ink silk, it can monitor a large area.
and...
He turned his mind towards the buzzing red-eyed purple bees,
These three wasps hatched from their cocoons not long ago, and are now no more than the size of a thumb. They need to eat fresh flesh and blood every day - Li Ang will control the Mosi clone to hunt some game or river fish in the mountains.
"Maybe..."
Li Ang thought for a moment, controlled the Mo Si clone to stand up, picked up an ink ball, and gently placed it on the back of a red-eyed purple bee.
The next second, a sudden change occurred.
