Li Ang turned his head hesitantly and asked Ati on the side: "There is Xiang Longyun Spear in the list. Is this also available for selection?"
"Since the mountain chief allows it, then it's okay."
Ati seemed to see Li Ang's concerns and said calmly: "When Emperor Taizu of the Yu Kingdom joined hands with the Academy to defeat the various warlords and regain Chang'an, the two sides had an agreement to return many items, including the Dragon Meteor, to the Academy. manage."
Otherwise, according to the rules, treasures like this from the former Sui royal family must be collected in the imperial palace.
Li Ang nodded understandingly and turned to continue reading the item description.
Around this spear, the sages of the academy have done a lot of research. Unfortunately, due to the cover-up done by the former Sui royal family, it is now impossible to trace the true origin of Dragon Meteor, and it is impossible to determine whether its material is really dragon blood and dragon scales - after all, no one has ever seen a real dragon.
'When the martial arts master throws it with all his strength, the cloud effect of Long Yun can surround the spear blade and form a cloud wall ten feet in diameter, penetrating the entire mountain.'
The wall of clouds does not refer to the Prandtl-Grauerton condensation clouds produced by transonic flight, right?
The airflow velocity exceeds the speed of sound and is faster than the air conduction speed. It cannot effectively pull the airflow downward, resulting in reduced density, reduced air pressure, and condensation of water vapor.
With the assistance of Mo Si, Li Ang's body strength was no less than that of an innate warrior.
If you try your best, you might be able to unleash the power of Dragon Meteor.
As for long-term exposure to Dragon Meteor, it will cause side effects of distortion of one's own flesh and blood.
Li Ang is not too worried as Mo Si is here.
"If you are sure you want this, please come with me."
Artie turned towards the door and took the lantern.
Li Ang retracted his palm and cut off the connection with Xian Xian.
The stars in the sky disappeared in an instant. He touched the head of the silverfish with some regret, turned around and quickly followed the servitor puppet.
Arti continued walking down the spiral staircase. The light of the oil lamp became dimmer and dimmer, and some red highlights appeared inexplicably in the surrounding darkness, as if eyes had sprouted, spying on the visitors.
Li Ang understood that these should be the physical restrictions of Dongjun Tower, and controlled himself not to look at those red eyes. He couldn't help but think of the old incident of Jun Qianzi betraying the academy.
Did Jun Qianzi break through these restrictions and steal more than a dozen alienated objects?
After walking down the circular staircase for more than a quarter of an hour, the light of the oil lamp in Ati's hand had shrunk to the size of a bean sprout. His red eyes were staring down at Li Ang, but in the end he did not take action.
tread.
Ati stopped, asked Li Ang to step back a little, and took out the key to open the door on the wall.
The room behind the door was dark, with no light visible.
Ati handed the oil lamp to Li Ang and asked him to stand in the corridor and not move around while he walked into the room.
Accompanied by a series of sounds of mechanical operation, beast roars, and chains scraping, Ati slowly walked out of the room, holding a long water essence box in his hand.
Through the lid of the water essence box, you can see the red spear quietly placed inside.
"Don't open it here."
Ati said silently, handed the water essence box to Li Ang, took the oil lamp, and walked in the opposite direction along the circular stairs.
The return journey was much faster than when we arrived. The brightness of the oil lamp increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the red eyes around me quickly dissipated.
It didn't take long before we returned to land.
"It's best to wear gloves when using Dragon Meteor, and don't let pets, horses, or ordinary people at home have the opportunity to touch it.
As for maintenance, just water it with the blood of level three or above monsters every month. If not, you can come to Dongjun Building for maintenance. "
Ah Tie said a few words, walked to the utility room, and specifically warned: "Due to Long Yun's special background, it's best not to publicize it everywhere, otherwise it may cause unnecessary trouble.
If you want to experiment with the effects of Dragon Meteor in the future, you can go to the martial arts arena upstairs. "
"clear."
Li Ang nodded, took the oilcloth paper that Ati took out from the utility room, and wrapped the long water elf box.
Ati looked at his walking back, a strange color flashed in his dull eyes.
According to the rules of the academy, even if Li Ang has Xingxun status, he should not be exposed to alienated objects of the level of Long Yun at the level of Xunyun's first level.
Entries such as Chu Ren Fu Dun and Yan Luo Jing cannot appear in the options at all.
The only explanation is that the mountain chief is showing favoritism. Privately allow this to happen.
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"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!"
The roar of the manic young man echoed through the room, and several maids and servants looked panicked and fled out the door, avoiding the teacups and tea that were thrown from the room.
Bian Chenpei was sitting on the bed in the corner of the room, holding the tea cup lid that had not been thrown away in his hand, taking a big sip.
His hair was disheveled, his eyes were sunken and bloodshot, his knees were wrapped in thick bandages, and his calves below the knees had obviously shrunk.
What aroused his rage was a newspaper from the Yu Kingdom, which published an article about the drug recently developed by Li Ang of the Academy and it was about to be put into practical use.
Why? !
Bian Chenpei clenched his fist and punched the bedside pillar, breaking the solid wooden pillar.
Why was my kneecap dug out and eaten by a ghost shovel, and I could no longer stand on my own strength?
On the contrary, Li Ang, who was chased by the Ghost Spade, managed to escape from death. He was missing for so many days and returned to the Yu Kingdom safe and sound when everyone thought he was dead.
Haotian, this is not fair!
The broken wooden thorns of the wooden pillar dug into the edge of Bian Chenpei's palm, and blood dripped down.
But he seemed not to feel it, staring at the content of the articles in the newspapers.
Several servants stood beside the bed, intent on helping Bian Chenpei pick off the wood thorns with cloth and tweezers, but they were afraid that the latter would suddenly become angry, so they could only freeze in place with the tweezers.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and a strong young man walked outside the door. Judging from the uniform on his body, he was actually the deputy envoy of the Inquisition, the same position that Bian Yubo held before.
"Senior Brother Duan!"
When Bian Chenpei saw the young man appearing, he was shocked and said anxiously: "What did my father say?"
A young man named Duan Buqun, Bian Yubo's disciple, shook his head calmly and said, "Cardinal Bian's idea is to hope that you can learn to adapt to your injuries and accept Haotian's arrangements."
The expression on Bian Chenpei's face suddenly froze, and the muscles on his face bounced and twitched.
The Taihao Mountain monks who participated in the besieging of the Ghost Spade in Turks suffered heavy losses. Many of them were torn to pieces on the spot by the Ghost Spade that devoured the sky and the earth with all its strength. The lucky survivors were also seriously injured.
There is actually a solution to Bian Chenpei's broken legs.
There is relevant technology in Taihaoshan's treasure house, which can use puppet machinery to fill his vacant kneecaps and allow him to stand on his legs again.
In the Tribunal, where the frequency of expeditions against demons is highest, there are many monks who have lost their hands and feet, and they use this method to repair their disabilities.
Considering the actual needs, the three academies of Sacrament, Juyu and Xinxiu in Taihao Mountain turned a blind eye to the trivial actions of the Tribunal and allowed the monks of the Tribunal to obtain prosthetic limbs.
Otherwise, according to Haotian's teachings, installing prosthetic limbs is the same as embracing alien monsters. It is an invasion of the human body given by heaven and needs to be resisted.
However, Bian Chenpei was different. His father was now the Cardinal of the Inquisition. He was inferior to tens of thousands of people, and he was not far away from the final position of leader.
Others in the Inquisition can have prosthetic limbs, but Bian Chenpei, the son of the cardinal, cannot - he must accept his disability to prove his father's complete loyalty to Haotian's teachings.
(End of chapter)
