It is not impossible to control sea beasts. During the pre-Sui Dynasty, the Nine-Headed Snake Sect that haunted the East China Sea was able to control sea beasts with special meat and attack passing ships on their behalf.
Even further back, there is the legendary Sharman, who does not know fire and whose kingdom is located in the deep sea.
Including the academy itself, through years of observation and research, it has mastered some methods of inducing specific sea beast behaviors and changing the habits of sea beasts.
"No signs of manipulation have been found for the time being, but we cannot rule it out prematurely."
Cheng Juxiu said: "The good news is that, as before, the 'relocation' of the sea beast swarm is not very fast, like a huge circle, slowly moving westward.
Unless there are special circumstances, it will take one or two years at the earliest, or three or four years at the earliest, before we approach the coast of Yu State."
"Everyone should follow the standards for dealing with demonic tides and make preparations as soon as possible."
Lian Xuanxiao issued the order calmly.
Seeing that the mountain commander was still calm, everyone gradually relaxed their worries - a buffer time of one or two years, long or short, is better than hastily engaging the enemy.
Everyone immediately started making preparations in an orderly manner, or went to the library to retrieve blueprints of breakwaters and city wall ballistas from the Sui Dynasty to make improvements;
Or go to the back mountain, urgently modify the Tianyao, and prepare to use the Tianyao to hunt sea beasts;
Or go to inform the imperial court and specify the strategy for evacuating the people;
Or go to Dongjun Tower to receive the alienated item that can calm the waves and drive away monsters - I don’t know if it will work, but I’ll try it first;
Li Ang was on a tour of the academy, and originally wanted to go to the library to check information, but was stopped by the mountain chief, "Li Ang, come with me."
Cheng Juxiu, Sui Yi, Tantai Leshan and others all focused their attention on it. Li Ang was stunned for a moment, nodded in agreement, followed the mountain chief, climbed the steps, and reached the top of the teaching building.
Squeak.
As Lian Xuanxiao pushed open the wooden door of the study room, the whole room seemed to come alive. The windows opened by themselves for ventilation, the rune lights automatically turned on, and the drawers silently popped open. Stacks of documents that needed to be reviewed flew out from them and were neatly stacked on the desktop.
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Shan Chang dusted his palms, and the wooden chair placed in the corner moved smoothly and stopped in front of the desk.
With another wave of the hand, the porcelain tea set on the shelf floated down on its own, receiving spring water from a palm-sized stone rockery and slowly boiling it.
The mountain chief sat behind the desk, flipping through the documents, and asked casually: "Would you like tea? Qujiang thin slices."
"Ah? Okay, thank you."
Li Ang rubbed his palms nervously. In fact, he didn't have much preference for tea. He would drink whatever was available at home. Friends he met in Chang'an didn't know the inside story and thought he was in love with Qujiang slices, so they gave him more and more.
However, Li Ang felt somewhat honored that the mountain chief knew his tea drinking preferences.
A pot of water boils quickly, and the tea set floats gracefully, brewing, making tea, and serving tea, just like a tea master is controlling it.
"Have you met the dream tapir?"
Li Ang was sipping tea and admiring the tea leaves floating in the tea cup, when he suddenly heard Shan Chang Leng's constant questioning. He was startled and coughed several times.
Relying on the castle he had developed since awakening the memory of another world, he resisted the shock and astonishment, did not crush the tea cup, pretended not to hear clearly, and asked: "What did you say?"
"Have you met the dream tapir?"
The mountain chief looked up from the document and said with a smile: "The day before yesterday, the School Supervisory Department captured a group of monks who were acting suspiciously on the border of Luzhou.
After investigation, it was found that this group of monks came from the Taihao Mountain Tribunal. The leader was named Chen Wanyi. A few months ago, he followed the orders of his superiors and went to Luzhou to look for the demonic dream tapir.
One of the places to stay is Yuelai Inn.
The Supervision Department connected Chen Wanyi and others with Jin Wusuan, who had recently died of illness in the Yuelai Inn. Following the clues, they discovered that Jin Wusuan had hired someone to explore the Endless Sea and retrieved something.
Following the clues again, it was discovered that Jin Wusuan had a deep old grudge against Lu Qingya, and he formulated a strict revenge plan for this.
And reported the information to me.
To sum up, the people in Taihao Mountain did not find the Dream Tapir. Jin Wusuan, who tried to use the Dream Tapir to take revenge on Lu Qingya, died of illness again. The most likely possibility is that the Dream Tapir escaped.
I think there is a demon living in your body, and if Dream Tapir escapes from the inn by tampering with its memory, you might remember something."
So that’s it.
Li Ang was relieved in his heart. Chen Wanyi and his group were so unreliable! They were actually caught by the Supervision Department, and even he was implicated.
"The student does not remember seeing the dream tapir."
Li Ang replied cautiously.
This is not a lie. He has indeed never seen the front face of Meng Tapir, only the brown-yellow beast eyes.
"Is it?"
The mountain chief sighed: "That's really a pity."
Li Ang made a puzzled expression, "What a pity?"
The mountain chief said: "During this period, I was also investigating the Endless Sea, but it was not to the east in the same direction as Gongyang Deming and the others, but to the farther south. On an island in that sea, I discovered Li
country."
Li Ang was really confused this time, "Is it the Li country that disappeared inexplicably?"
"Um."
The mountain chief nodded, "Li Country is a small country located on the border between Yu and Zhou.
During the late Sui Dynasty, wars broke out, and dense forests grew up on the border of Li State for unknown reasons, cutting off communication with the outside world.
When the Central Plains was stabilized and the Yu Kingdom was established, people were sent to investigate, but the entire Li Kingdom had disappeared out of thin air, and was suspected to have been destroyed by some kind of disaster - this is the history in the Academy's classics.
And I heard a different story on that island."
Li Ang put down his tea cup and sat up straight, as if he was listening attentively.
"From the perspective of the people of Li State, the disaster happened extremely quickly. With the assassination of Emperor Yu, news came that the Central Plains was in chaos, and a large number of saplings grew in the fields on the border of Li State.
These saplings grew extremely fast, and after seven days they surpassed the city wall and formed an endless sea of trees."
The mountain chief said leisurely: "These trees are made of solid materials and are invulnerable to water and fire. If they are cut down with an axe, a sapling will grow again on the wooden pile the next day.
Realizing this, the people of Li State still wanted to enjoy their hardships, thinking that this was a gift from Haotian - Haotian spread dense forests and surrounded the borders of Li State to protect them from war.
But soon, a change came. Black and rotten tree roots spread into the fields, and any crops planted became rancid and difficult to eat.
People who have been in contact with tree roots will also suffer from diseases. Most people will die directly from the disease, but a few people can barely survive. The cost is that tree roots will grow all over their bodies, and their appearance will gradually become inhuman.
Haotian Bell and Haotian Bell have no effect on this, and all medicinal stones are difficult to cure and reverse the disease.
A few cultivators from Li Kingdom decided to fly over the forest to seek help. However, they suddenly vomited blood, died, and fell while flying over the dense forest - they also inhaled plant seeds invisible to the naked eye in their lungs.
No one can escape.
In the first year, there were fewer and fewer fields that could be cultivated, and there were more and more dangerous aberrant beasts in the forest.
The next year, heavy rains continued, swamps formed in low-lying areas, and countless livestock fell ill and died.
In the third year, some newborns developed sarcomas and tree roots.
In the fourth year, the rebels and the people rushed into the royal city, hanged the king, and hung his body on the city gate to be exposed to the sun in order to gain Haotian's forgiveness.
In the fifth year, wild beasts in the forest began to prey on humans.
In the sixth year, the desperate people dug up the old king's body from the grave and placed him on the throne again in order to gain Haotian's forgiveness.
In the seventh year, some people no longer believe in Haotian, but instead believe in the fictitious gods - the Lord of flesh and blood and swamps."
The mountain chief paused and said calmly: "This disaster has lasted for fifty years."
This chapter has been completed!