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 chief of the mountain 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 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 with understanding and turned to continue reading the item description.
The sages of the Academy have done a lot of research on this spear. Unfortunately, because of 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-like effect of Dragon Meteor can surround the spear blade and form a cloud wall ten feet in diameter, penetrating the entire mountain.'
The cloud wall doesn't 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 a reduction in density, air pressure, and water vapor condensation.
With the assistance of Mo Si, Li Ang's body strength is no less than that of an innate warrior.
If you try your best, you might be able to unleash the power of Dragonfall.
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 confirm that you want this, please come with me."
Ati turned towards the door and took the lantern.
Li Ang retracted his palm and severed the connection with the Cicada Immortal.
The stars in the sky instantly disappeared in his sight. He touched the head of the silverfish with some regret, turned around and quickly followed the servitor puppet.
Ati continued to walk down the spiral staircase. The light of the oil lamp became increasingly dim, and some red bright spots 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 condescendingly, 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 pitch black, 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 spoke silently, handed the water essence box to Li Ang, took the oil lamp, and walked in the opposite direction along the circular staircase.
The return journey was much faster than when it came. The brightness of the oil light increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the red eyes around him quickly dissipated.
It didn't take long before we returned to land.
"It is best to wear gloves when using Dragon Meteor, and do not 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 Tower for maintenance."
Ah Tie said a few words, walked to the utility room, and gave special instructions: "Due to Long Yun's special background, it is 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 people's refute shield and Yan Luojing cannot appear in the optional options at all.
The only explanation is that the mountain chief was partial and allowed this situation to happen privately.
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"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!"
The roar of the manic young man resounded 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 lid of the tea cup that had not been thrown away, and 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 newly developed by Li Ang of the Academy that would soon be put into practical use.
Why?!
Bian Chenpei clenched his fist and punched the bedside pillar, breaking the solid wood 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 shovel, managed to escape death and returned to the Yu Kingdom unharmed after being missing for so many days 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 notice it, staring intently at the content of the articles in the newspapers.
Several servants stood by the bed, intent on taking the cloth and tweezers to help Bian Chenpei pick off the wooden thorns, but they were afraid that the latter would suddenly become angry, so they could only hold the tweezers and freeze in place.
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 asked anxiously: "What did my father say?"
Bian Yubo's disciple, a young man named Duan Buqun, 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 besieging 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 Taihao Mountain's treasure house, which can use puppet machinery to fill his vacant kneecaps and allow him to stand on his legs again.
In the Inquisition, 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 institutions of Sacrament, Juyu and Xinxiu in Mount Taihao 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 is different. His father is now a cardinal of the Inquisition. He is inferior to tens of thousands of people and is 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.
This chapter has been completed!