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 visiting.
Song Shaoyuan is currently busy with the entrance exam for the Academy this summer. He, You Douzhi, 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. In order to block the news, he will kill the Pingkangfang woman without hesitation.
But at the same time, alienated paper that can cleanse memories has also 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 magistrates showed a real acquired level of martial arts, and Yajiu himself was far from showing his full strength.
Could it be that the so-called Zhao Ming really has several, 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.
‘Yao Jiu directly handed over the token to me. Or he thought that using the lives of Song Shaoyuan and Aunt Song could completely threaten and control me so that I would 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, 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 if I pass on the information. Even this behavior is helping Zhao Ming achieve a certain purpose.
Third, Zhao Ming's infiltration into Yu State has been very serious. There are people from Zhao Ming near Jinchengfang, Zhenfu Division, 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 suddenly changed. No matter what the reason was, it was not a good thing for him 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 absolutely reliable?’
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 Zhao Ming's eyes and ears in the Zhenfu Division, the Imperial Court of Yu State and even the Academy.
Even the doctors of the academy, the four priests, the wine priests, and Li Ang were not 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 is also very tempting.
'Absolutely reliable, the only people who are least likely to betray the Yu Kingdom are Emperor Yu himself and the mountain chief. Emperor Yu himself is not a monk in the strict sense, and there are too many idle people around him.
The only one who is reliable and can inform Zhao Ming's information is Shan Chang.
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 expend your spiritual energy, it won't take long to walk back and forth along the Silk Road.
Two hundred years ago, Su Zi liked to have breakfast in Hangzhou in the early morning to 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 cores all over his opponent's face.
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Lian Xuanxiao, the current mountain chief, likes to "travel" everywhere, whether he is young or old.
In the autumn semester of the third year of Zai Qian's reign, he 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 inform others of the information, so he had to continue to wait.
The physical education class in the afternoon is held at the martial arts field, and the teaching content is 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 begun to discuss it excitedly.
Although there were armored combat classes in the previous physical studies and military 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 there with his eyes closed, gesticulating back and forth with his hands, and mumbling the magic formula: "Expelling filth and destroying demons, there is a great way to control poison, and also to detect evil, all evil will destroy the shape..."
His talents in Talisman, Nian, Sword and other courses are all relatively average, but the only one of them is that he is pretty good.
"It's not easy,"
Li Wei on the side clenched his fists and said with emotion, "We training students have finally waited for this day!"
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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 cannot keep up with other freshmen scholars.
On the other hand, body training is not as "convenient" as power systems such as talismans, techniques, and thoughts.
Talisman masters can write various kinds of talismans to keep warm in winter and cool 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 and glide down.
Not to mention studying as a teacher, you can multi-task, and you can do all your housework while lying in bed.
In comparison, warriors below the innate realm appear much more embarrassed.
Only in this kind of fighting class can physical training students find some psychological comfort.
Li Ang looked around and found that not only Li Wei, but other body training students were also excited and discussing something in low voices.
"We have been training our muscles, bones, and blood 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 warriors..."
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, techniques, thoughts, and swords released have limited power.
When both sides are wearing armor, the body-refining path will 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 he had made in advance and reported the names of Dou Chi and Ashide Tumen.
Another Doctor of Talismanology took out a stack of talismans, pulled out two pieces, and stuck them on the inside of their armors - these talismans would form an invisible shield when attacked, effectively blocking flying arrows.
Sword slashing and spell damage.
It will become invalid only 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 arena.
In order to match today's fighting class, the terrain of the martial arts field has been temporarily modified. There are hillsides, pits, earth and stone fortresses, and ruined houses to simulate a real combat environment as much as possible.
"Sunrise, 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 grew up with Pei Jing and others.
As for Ashide Tumen, just by hearing his surname, you can tell that he is a noble Turk, and he is usually a popular figure among the Hu people's disciples - and he is a body-training student.
"Ashide Tumen Bar."
"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, Ashide 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.
Ashide Domen rushed towards the house like a war horse and smashed open the wooden door with his shield.
Seeing that Dou Chi had reached the end of his recitation of the art in the room, 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 suffer much damage, but the technique could not last and was hit by the shield thrown by Asted Tumen again.
Bang!
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 his 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 anger 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 is relatively close, such as Li Leling vs. 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 armor's chest. He lost.
competition.
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 to 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 refused to retreat and instead advanced forward, 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 a spell, trapping Li Wei's feet with mud and blocking his sight with flying sand and rocks, assisting Feijian in attacking 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."
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"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 recast the honor of being recommended by the Ministry of War."
Yang Yu and Li Wei, two brothers in distress, hugged each other to keep warm.
Li Ang stood there, bored, 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 suddenly stopped, and everyone around him cast strange looks.
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 examination,
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 is "ahead" in his cultivation progress, his aloof personality is much better than before, and he will say hello to Li Ang when he sees him after class.
Just like in the memory of another world, a top student's character will become better only after he takes 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 cupped her hands gracefully, still looking like a noble gentleman.
Li Ang returned the gift with his hand, his expression as usual.
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