It is indeed invulnerable.
In the bedroom, Li Ang looked at the gloves made of ink and frowned slightly.
The tip of the dagger he used to cut and poke his gloves has been slightly worn, but the surface of the ink silk has not changed at all.
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.
‘Have there been any new changes after devouring gold and silver worth eighteen thousand guan?’
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 greater the impact.
The more spiritual energy is consumed.’
He paused, released his spiritual power, guided the ink threads in his palms to slowly shrink, and then concentrated his will.
Shasha——
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 silk threads 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 Mo Si could reconnect the broken spiritual veins and repair the broken skull and sword hexagram, which 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 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 coming from the living room interrupted Li Ang's thinking. He retracted the slightly worn dagger and watched the ink on the back of his hand retract under the skin, "Oh, here it comes."
————
At the same time, Daming Palace and Greenhouse Palace.
The worshipers located on both sides of the screen, the eunuchs and Jinwu guards looked at their noses with their eyes, and their noses looked at their hearts, frozen like 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.
"Huh..."
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 torn open again, tingling the nerves of many people.
If He Siping, who is currently in the Zuochunfang Zhongyun of the East Palace of the Crown Prince, is the representative of this generation of academy disciples,
Then Jun Qianzi from fifteen years ago was one of the best disciples in the academy in the past fifty years.
He is a Doctor of Talismanology from the Academy, a high-level monk in the Xunyun Realm, and is only one step away from the Zhuxiao Realm.
He is also a member of the Society of Science, and has improved a variety of processes including spinning wheels, dyes, oil pressing, 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 Museum, side by side with 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 in the academy, the deputy commander of the Zhenfu Division who came to intercept, and a group of monks,
Escape 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 the Shiwan Barren Mountains have also spared 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 courses have 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 make thousands of armies evacuate.
What has Jun Qianzi experienced in the past fifteen years? How did he make such rapid progress and advance from the Xunyun realm to the high level of the Zhuxiao realm? And why did he use this deliberate method to tell Yu Guo that he was back?<
/p>
‘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 the city defense of Chang'an, 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 the 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."
"Yeah."
Princess Linzhang hugged Emperor Yu's neck and talked about the play she just watched - the royal family 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 is 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 can't let them go - Zhenfusi plans 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 for a long time.
The Zhenfu Division 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 returning and some of their plays would become their last hits in Chang'an."
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, the freshmen of this class have read part of the Academy textbooks during the entrance examination, which is equivalent to being one step ahead.
Leling had never read the textbook before, so it was entirely the result of learning during this period.
If Leling also takes the entrance exam, maybe she can come back with the title of top scholar in the academy."
"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 with joy and pride, 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 there are even 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 class 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 much 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."
The Fourth Prince Li Hui consoled him: "In the past, in order to make the scene more beautiful, this kind of inspection class was all done in groups. 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, his progress in practice is not very good. Fanshuang and Pei Jingkuai,
But I heard that Neo-Confucianism is very good, and studying it is 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 has countless channels to receive information. Naturally, he knows that the fourth prince Li Hui and the prince Li Si have been competing openly and covertly for young talents in Chang'an in recent years.
He Siping is Li Si’s Zuo Chunfang Zhongyun,
And He Fanshuang is He Siping's sister, rounding up she is also from the prince's lineage.
At the same time, Li Ang’s recommender, Cheng Juxiu, is 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 tried to find a way for Li Leling.
This made Emperor Yu very happy, and his eyes once again had a touch of softness.
————
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 and went to school.
"The sun rises!"
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 the meal first to avoid choking.
"Swordsmanship class?!"
Yang Yu clapped his hands and said: "When I was out of school yesterday, I specifically asked my senior brothers, sisters, and instructors. In previous years, if Her Majesty and Queen were to come to this kind of inspection class, the freshmen would have to form teams.
A group of five people, a group of seven people, a group of ten people, etc. can make the scene more beautiful."
Li Ang blinked, "So?"
"Help my brother."
Yang Yu begged: "I will be responsible for the group work. I will cover the expenses for Pingkangfang this year."
Are you going to use this to test the academy disciples?
I don’t go to that kind of place...
"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 so sternly that they almost had the words "I am a waste and I am very proud" engraved on their faces.
"Okay..."
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 to prevent the ink from getting out of control and pricking his skin, "Keep warm. Autumn is here, so you can't blow too much cold wind."
"Oh."
Yang Yu and Li Wei didn't know why, so they made a note in their hearts, planning 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 is certainly not wrong.
Dang Dang Dang——
The bell rang, and Li Ang glanced in the direction of the forging workshop, "Okay, let's go, class is about to begin."
This chapter has been completed!