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Sitting in the auditorium, Li Ang picked up a bandage and wrapped it around his palm, and then lightly brushed the clothes with the dust-sweeping amulet.

sand--

A large amount of dust, cloth debris, and fly ash were adsorbed on the dust-sweeping talisman, and the talisman was thrown away one by one, and the whole person regained his refreshment.

'Fortunately, there is a lotus in adversity,'

Li Ang exhaled slowly to calm down.

Lian of Misfortune, who can predict bad luck, gave the forecast result of today's non-bad misfortune in advance, so that he could make some preparations in advance.

In addition, he was very popular in the academy, and three Siye stood up to defend him, as well as Li Ang's previous achievements to protect his body, so the worst situation was avoided.

"Chen Pei here,"

Yang Yu, who was considered a devout Haotian believer at home, shook his head, and said in a bad mood: "His father, Bian Yubo, as the deputy envoy of the court, has exterminated countless demons and evil spirits, so he can be called a hero no matter what.

How could a son be born like this? "

"yes."

Yong Hongzhong agreed and said: "It's fine if you don't have any style in the ring competition, but you still can't afford to lose like this, and talk nonsense like crazy.

Unlike Taihaoshan Tianjiao,

It’s more like the aunt who loses a bet and scolds the sumo match for ‘the countdown is slow’ in the Dongxishi theater.”

"The tiger father also has dogs and sons,"

Li Wei pouted, "After this academic exchange, even if Bian Chenpei returns to Mount Taihao, it will only become a joke."

There is no saying that the position of Taihao Mountain is passed down from generation to generation.

Especially in the Inquisition Court, the strength and reputation of the priests are still the top priority of the assessment.

As long as Bian Chenpei is still alive, he will never be able to take off the hat of "being defeated head-on by a monk of two lower ranks" on his head.

"Are you in a bad mood recently?"

He Fanshuang, who was sitting next to him with a book in his hand, glanced at the silent Li Ang, and asked indifferently, "It's not like you are in the arena just now."

"Um?"

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "A little bit."

The water poison in Suzhou, Zhaoming hidden in the dark, the reforming imperial medical office, Ashinagaro who was left crippled for life, and the aura that is destined to change the world pattern and the way of life of hundreds of millions of people.

Worrying things came one after another, and I felt like venting my anger when I blasted Chen Pei on the stage just now.

He Fanshuang took a fixed look at him, and said calmly, "You don't need to shoulder all your worries and sorrows, you can talk to someone you trust."

"Um,"

Li Ang nodded, with a slightly bitter smile on his lips.

Calculating carefully, it has been three years since I awakened the memory of another world, and I have a group of sincere friends around me, respectable teacher,

There are also more unspeakable secrets.

He can entrust his life to Chai Chai, but it is difficult for Chai Chai to understand what he means by "sheep eat people", "industrialization", and "proletarians".

He could chat with Li Leling about many things, but Li Leling's status as a princess meant that she would not be able to understand Li Ang's many deviant, even outrageous thoughts.

Li Ang has an inexplicable sense of sight, he is like a traveler, walking on the cliff under the night, with the abyss under his feet.

In the distance is the prosperous and peaceful world, where there are carved beams and painted buildings, and the lights are just on,

But next to the city is a huge burning bonfire.

Only he can see the ever-spreading and extremely dangerous bonfire. He wants to tell the distant crowd, but the sound cannot pass through the empty cliff, and he can only hear the lonely echo of himself alone.

Li Ang sighed softly, shook his head and stopped thinking about those troublesome things.

On the arena, the competition is still going on, Ren Jiao, Ashina Que Teqin and others are on the field one after another, Pei Jing holds the Canghai Sword to defeat the strong with the weak, Shangguan Yangyao unstoppably blasts the opponent away with magical magic, which can be regarded as Taihaoshan He regained his face.

The cheers and applause from the auditorium came one after another, and it was not always possible to see the monks who were usually very noble, fighting like gladiators in a theater.

During the breaks of the competition, the employees of the Chang’an firm will wear uniforms with the names of each firm on them, push carts, pass through the auditorium, and present free desserts and snacks to citizens and foreign missions to relieve the heat.

But Li Ang and the others didn't eat free desserts - Li Leling asked the servants to push the cart, and took out more than a dozen bowls of watermelon dew iced with the Liliang Talisman from the cart, and distributed them to everyone.

"Thanks."

Li Ang took a sip, then suddenly paused.

Li Leling noticed his movements, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

"No, it's delicious."

Li Ang smiled at her, and Xin Xin left the arena and came to the cave outside Chang'an City.

In the dark cave, the silent Mosi clone was shaking violently,

clatter——

A lot of moss withered and peeled off,

It caused the three Trichogramma wasps that had just hatched not far away to buzz around.

what happened? Out of control? !

Li Ang concentrated all his attention on Mosi's avatar, trying to restrain Mosi.

After more than ten breaths, the avatar finally stopped disintegrating.

A large number of ink filaments scattered on the ground rose slowly, forming small piles of sand on the cave floor.

It's not out of control, Li Ang can still sense the mosses that have escaped, and can even command and control them.

This is more like awakening another form?

Li Ang was thinking uncertainly. After beating Bian Chenpei in the arena just now, the long-standing annoyance and distress disappeared, and his own realm seemed to have climbed to the threshold of listening to the rain from the elementary level to the middle level.

In the former Sui Dynasty, the intermediate level of Tingyu was enough to be called a "monk", rather than a practitioner who just started.

Although it is a difference of one level, it is only the last two steps away from the Cloud Patrol Realm.

"Did my own advancement trigger the changes in Mosi?"

Li Ang said silently, the fourth stage of Mosi is to differentiate into a clone that can be controlled from a distance,

Now the fifth stage, what new ability?

He released his mind and sensed the moss pile.

Scattered ink filaments can change into various shapes in situ, including circles, cubes, and geometric shapes, but more complex structures, such as human shapes and animal shapes, cannot be achieved.

"Can't you change into more clones?"

Li Ang was a little disappointed. The fragmented components had limited functions, and the Mosi avatar could only have one main body.

"The control accuracy and toughness of the scattered parts have not changed much."

Li Ang thought silently, "Then what's the use of this fifth stage? Is it an eyeliner other than Mosi's avatar?

Wait, it's not impossible to arrive. "

The biggest problem with Mosi's avatar is that the whole body is dark, even wearing a coir raincoat and cape, it is still too obvious when walking on the road, and it is easy to be spotted.

To sneak into the city, you can only drill the ground or drill the river.

With scattered ink filaments, it is possible to monitor a large area.

and

He turned his thoughts towards the buzzing and flying Trichogramma bee,

These three bees just hatched from their cocoons not long ago, and now they are only the size of a thumb, and they need to eat fresh flesh and blood every day - Li Ang will control Mosi's clone to hunt some game or river fish back from the mountains.

"Maybe."

Li Ang thought for a moment, controlled Mosi's avatar to stand up, picked up an ink ball, and gently placed it on the back of a red-eyed Ziji bee.

In the next second, a sudden change occurred.