"..."
Li Ang stared at Mo Si, who was slowly squirming like mud on the ground, and frowned deeply.
He could still sense the "lump" of silk threads in the dark, and when he focused his attention, he seemed to be able to see the image of himself and the pavilion hall through the silk threads.
It's like having an extra pair of eyes with a 360° panoramic view.
"Uh, does this count as a fly's perspective?"
Li Ang shook his head and got used to the strange feeling a little, "It feels like an upgraded version of spiritual awareness."
This is the ability possessed by the Listening Rain Realm to release spiritual consciousness. Since the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is everywhere, the Listening Rain Realm monks can "sense" nearby scenes by sensing the changes in the surrounding spiritual energy.
However, this kind of induction is relatively vague. It has the best effect on other monks with spiritual energy and alienated objects. It is less effective on objects at remote distances and with weak spiritual energy.
And it’s impossible to make it as clear as ink silk.
Li Ang gradually adapted to another vision in his consciousness, hesitated for a moment, and input the spiritual energy into Mosi as before.
This time, the spiritual energy suddenly disappeared after flowing out from the air sea.
Correspondingly, the ink silk spread on the ground suddenly trembled.
The spiritual energy flows into the ink that has been disconnected from the body?
Li Ang was even more shocked. He did not sense the way spiritual energy or spiritual consciousness spread in the air. It was as if the spiritual power generated in his own sea of energy was directly transmitted to the inside of Mo Si.
He increased his spiritual energy output and even stepped back ten steps to the corner of the pavilion. He could still perfectly control the shaking of the ink silk without leaving any traces.
"Is this reasonable?"
There is a reason for Li Ang's doubts. Almost all the textbooks in the academy say that there must be traces of everything that passes by.
Long-distance spiritual energy transmission will form a "thin chain" of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, just like the trail cloud left by an airplane passing by in the sky.
This kind of "thin chain" will dissipate quickly after it is formed, but some hidden sects have ways to detect it - as long as it is timely enough.
Zhenfusi has inherited this method to hunt down practitioners who violate the laws of Yu. Therefore, some monks will release spells and exert their power, and then use spiritual power to disrupt the scene and get rid of Zhenfusi's pursuit.
"The spiritual energy transmission with low loss, high precision and long distance is just like the puppet technique in Nianxue.
No, it may be even better than puppetry.
Puppetry requires at least the use of mind threads and spiritual awareness to remotely control artificial puppets.
And Mosi is no different from her external incarnation."
Li Ang pondered for a moment, increased the output efficiency of spiritual energy, and controlled the reorganization of the ink silk.
Pat, pat.
The ink silk spread on the ground was infused with spiritual energy, gradually changed its shape, and rose up little by little, forming the shape of a hollow humanoid armor.
Li Ang concentrated his thoughts, and the silk armor turned his head, bent his knees, bounced, waved and other actions one by one.
Like arms and fingers, or in other words, this silk armor is an extension of Li Ang's own body and a part of him.
"This should be the evolution completed after feeding specific metals to reach a certain threshold."
Li Ang narrowed his eyes and thought, "The first stage of mo silk can transmit spiritual energy and replace the innate spiritual veins.
The second stage can strengthen the body and strengthen physical fitness.
In the third stage, you can change it freely and weave it into the desired shape.
But now in the fourth stage, it can be released and controlled perfectly like a clone."
He pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers, pondered for a moment and then started the experiment.
The fourth stage of ink silk has the following characteristics.
1. Li Ang retains a certain amount of ink silk in his body, and can transfer more ink silk to the Mo Armor clone through transfer. However, the ink silk in the body cannot be cleared.
Second, the more ink silk the ink armor clone has, the more perfect the control effect, the clearer the induction, and the stronger its combat ability.
Third, the maximum control distance of the Mo Armor clone is temporarily unknown. The clone cannot be divided again for the time being, and it still retains the ability to devour and absorb specific metals.
Fourth, when the Mo Armor clone is not controlled, it will enter a standby liquid metal state and can be immersed in the soil to hide its whereabouts. When Li Ang wants to recover it, the Mo Armor clone will actively return. After returning, it will
The swallowed special metal is returned to Li Ang.
After some experiments, Li Ang finally figured out the changes in the four stages of Mo Si, and his mood... was mixed.
Fortunately, Mo Si's function is more powerful. He can control Mo Jia's clone to move around and do things that cannot be done as "School Disciple Li Ang".
For example, he secretly investigated Yajiu and Zhaoming, and used other identities to collect special metals to strengthen himself.
The worry is...
"The connection between Mo Si and me is getting deeper and deeper."
During the experiment just now, Li Ang tried to remove all the ink from his body, but he felt unprecedented pain and was unable to do it.
"Part of the silk has formed a symbiotic relationship with my muscles, bones, blood vessels, and organs, turning it into a complete organism.
If all the moss were taken away, I would probably die quickly due to organ failure and excessive blood loss."
Li Ang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The ink silk was an alienated object from the tomb of the Sword Immortal. It was probably a "thing" brought back by the Sword Immortal himself from the Endless Sea or other places.
If we continue to feed ink silk, will it undergo changes in the fifth, sixth, or even higher levels?
Will it further erode the body of the parasitic host?
Li Ang had seen the appearance of the awakening monk after his death. His body was completely white, and he could move freely even if half of his head was missing.
There is countless evidence in various books in the academy to prove that almost all evil monks who abuse alienated substances will eventually become neither humans nor ghosts, but the degree varies.
"It should be me who controls and leads Mo Si, not the other way around."
Li Ang took back the Mo Jia clone and secretly made up his mind, "We must speed up our practice and arrive at the Rain Listening Realm as soon as possible, so that we can be sure to control it.
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At the same time, we need to collect more information about the Sword Immortal himself and look for clues about Mo Si."
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At the junction of Yu State and Southern Zhou Dynasty, there are hundreds of thousands of barren mountains.
The orange-red sunset shines in the wild mountains and forests, dyeing the hazy mist floating on the treetops red.
Huh——
The cool evening breeze blew slowly, and the hazy mist drifted everywhere, like a pair of invisible hands gently tugging at the soft silk.
It was not mist, but a large net woven by countless tiny white poisonous insects, covering the treetops.
Almost no exotic birds can cross the barren mountains. Only native species can survive here.
The spider as big as a basin swooped down from a tree branch. Its dagger-like claws and jaws penetrated the body of a flying squirrel with lightning speed, instantly injecting venom to kill the prey, and then passed through the spider silk
Pull yourself back to the top of the tree branch.
The huge carnivorous flowers spread their purple petals in place, exuding a refreshing fragrance, luring prey;
Finger-sized army ants gathered in millions and transported countless pieces of chopped anaconda meat back to the ant nest.
The multi-limbed scorpion, like a carriage, walked in the forest, chewing on the corpse of a wolf dog with only half of its body left, while shaking its poisonous tail hook back and forth.
Even plants that seem harmless to humans and animals have countless ways to obtain extra nutrients - the piles of white bones under the trees are the best proof.
Hunting, killing, eating, and survival seem to be the eternal theme of this land.
Until, the uninvited guests arrive.
Click click click.
The sound of dense branches breaking was heard,
The activated tree branches with sharp blades and the lingering toxic insect mist were all forcibly pushed away by an invisible force.
Xi Yangyu, who studied in the Xuegong Academy.
Xuegong Swordsman, Cui Yixian.
The two of them galloped through the air, chasing the seemingly non-existent spiritual energy fluctuations belonging to Jun Qianzi.
"Found it."
Xi Yangyu whispered with a sinister expression, and grabbed his hand in the air, as if he was grasping a certain line.
Needless to say, Cui Yixian on the side turned into a sword shadow that was too fast to be seen, galloping in the direction of the line.
Buzz!
The Zhuxiao Realm monk released the shock wave caused by his spiritual power, crushing all the surrounding insect fog to death, and the air became clear.
Countless flowers, leaves and branches were broken into pieces and flying all over the sky.
At the treetop level, a straight, circular tunnel nearly a thousand feet long was cleared.
Boom!!
Cui Yixian, who transformed into a sword shadow, smashed a huge boulder blocking the road outside the mountain wall, pierced straight into the mountain wall, and came to a wide tunnel.
Jun Qianzi's breath...is here.
Cui Yixian opened his palms expressionlessly, and the long sword at his waist flew out from its sheath, splitting into hundreds of sword lights and covering every corner of the tunnel.
Xi Yangyu also rushed here and stood side by side with Cui Yixian. The muscles at the corner of his mouth caused the mustache to tremble slightly, and his eyes were firmly locked on the figure standing at the end of the tunnel.
"Jun Qianzi, long time no see."
Xi Yangyu spat out words as cold as ice from between his teeth, and his left arm, hidden in the sleeves of his wide robe, could not suppress the tingling pain.
"Long time no see."
The man at the end of the tunnel slowly turned around, revealing the face of an elegant and gentle middle-aged man under the light of the sword that blocked the surrounding areas.
"Should you come with us voluntarily, or should we escort you?"
Cui Yixian took out the alienated artifacts from the academy with an expressionless expression on his face, with an irresistible pressure in his tone.
"I prefer to go out on my own."
The man named Jun Qianzi smiled slightly, "We are all classmates and old acquaintances, shouldn't we talk about old times first?"
"Let's go to the ghost prison underneath Dongjun Tower to reminisce about the past."
Xi Yangyu used his will to suppress the unbearable pain in his left arm. His face, which had always maintained a fairy-like posture as much as possible, became distorted due to strong hatred and pain.
"Brother Yang Yu is still the same as before. You live in the world you know and only think about what others want you to think."
Jun Qianzi shook his head and sighed, "Do you still remember what we learned in Neo-Confucianism class? Nothing is beyond doubt, and no truth is unbreakable.
You regard me as a traitor to the Academy and the Yu Kingdom, but you have never thought of something deeper.
For example, why I defected, why I was able to escape the pursuit of the mountain chief, and why I am standing here."
"For example, that Huairui from Shengyefang who was bewitched by you?"
Cui Yixian asked coldly.
"Heh."
Jun Qianzi smiled and said, "That's just an experiment. What I really want is like this."
He raised his arm slightly and snapped his fingers casually.
Wow——
Fiery fire exploded and burned at the fingertips, quickly sweeping through Jun Qianzi's sleeves, revealing the empty body shell composed of countless talismans hidden under the sleeves.
"Burn this dirty and rotten old world to ashes."
The fierce flames swallowed up Jun Qianzi's paper puppet, leaving only a calm echo surging in the tunnel.
Cui Yixian's pupils shrank violently, and the next moment, the whole mountain trembled.
Boom boom boom boom!
At the same moment, hundreds of violent explosions occurred in the rock formations, causing the entire mountain to irreparably collapse.
The gravel exploded, and the strong wind carried the sand and dust and spread it in all directions.
The sudden change like the earth shattering caused even the tenacious creatures in the barren mountains to run away subconsciously.
Boom——
The rock formations at the top of the mountain split open a gap from bottom to top.
The two academy administrators flew out of the crack at the last moment of the landslide.
Xi Yangyu looked down at the slowly disintegrating mountain peaks below with an embarrassed expression.
Cui Yixian took a deep breath, dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, and squinted his eyes to look into the distance.
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"Good luck."
At a street food stall in Quzhou City, Jiannan Road, Yu State, an elegant and gentle middle-aged man raised his wine glass toward the southwest to pay tribute to the two old classmates, drank the drink in one gulp, and patted five copper coins on the table.
, stood up and left.
He walked on the streets of Quzhou City, observing the familiar scenes of Yu Kingdom.
The woman on the second floor put her naughty and playful child on her knees and spanked him;
The storyteller under the arbor on the street took a big sip of tea, and slowly and leisurely told the legendary experience of the previous school tour in a Jiannan Dao accent;
The shopkeeper of the bank, dressed in silk, was thinking about his abacus, sighing that the market this year was not as good as in previous years, and people did not like to save money.
A beggar was lying on the ground basking in the sun outside, scratching at the fleas that were jumping around on his body...
They live their peaceful lives, and would never have thought that at this moment, a defecting Zhuxiao Realm monk who ranks first on the Zhenfu Division's reward list would pass by them.
The gap between mortals and top monks is so huge that they are almost like two worlds. They really don’t need to worry, just like unfounded people shouldn’t worry about the sky.
With a smile on his face, Jun Qianzi walked through the city and came to a closed house.
The locked wooden door of the house opened by itself, revealing a group of astonished strong men in the courtyard.
They are subordinates of the Kou family in Chang'an Ghost City, and the center of the crowd is Kou Huaian, the second head of the Kou family, and Kou Wukui in the wheelchair he is pushing.
Jun Qianzi's eyes swept across the crowd and paused for a moment on Kou Wukui's face.
This powerful man who lived in the same era as the current Mountain Chief Lian Xuanxiao and was once a Zhuxiao Realm Soul Master,
Now he has been tortured by a disease inherited from his family, lost consciousness, and turned into a doll paralyzed in a wheelchair. He is used as a weapon by his unscrupulous descendants.
Sad, deplorable.
"A monk who has been a monk for a hundred years will eventually turn into a handful of loess."
Jun Qianzi sighed, waved his palm slightly, and released a surge of spiritual power to form a void talisman, locking everyone in the courtyard firmly in place, unable to move.
Including the Erlang of the Kou family, the Xunyun Realm monk, Kou Huai'an - his face was distorted, his palms were still inserted into his chest, and he was reaching for a certain alienated object used to save his life.
"You were traced by the Zhenfu Department because of the incident where the monk Shi Xing was lost, and you finally fled here."
Jun Qianzi spoke in a relaxed tone, with kindness in his eyes, "Considering all the dirty things you did in the ghost market, I have a better place to go than absconding to Southern Zhou.
How about we dig mountains together?"
This chapter has been completed!