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Li Ang stared at the moss that was slowly wriggling like mud on the ground, frowning deeply.

He could still sense the bump of Mosi in the dark, and when he focused his attention, he seemed to be able to see images of himself and the hall of the pavilion through Mosi.

It's like having an extra pair of eyes with a 360° panoramic view.

Uh, so is that the fly perspective?

Li Ang shook his head, and got used to the strange feeling a little bit, It feels like an upgraded version of spiritual awareness.

It is the ability of listening to the rain to release the spiritual consciousness. Because the aura of heaven and earth is everywhere, monks listening to the rain can sense the nearby scene by sensing the changes in the aura around them.

However, this kind of induction is relatively vague, and it has the best effect on other monks and alienated objects with aura, but it is less effective on objects with remote distances and weak aura.

And it is impossible to be as clear as Mosi.

Li Ang gradually adapted to another vision in his consciousness, hesitated for a moment, and input the aura into Mosi as before.

This time, after the spiritual energy flowed out from the sea of ​​air, it suddenly disappeared.

Correspondingly, the moss spread on the ground trembled suddenly.

The aura flowed into the Mosi that had been disconnected from the body?

Li Ang was even more astonished, he didn't perceive the way of spiritual energy or spiritual knowledge spreading in the air. It was as if the spiritual power generated in his own sea of ​​qi was directly transmitted to the inside of Mosi.

He increased the output of spiritual energy, and even stepped back ten steps to the corner of the pavilion, but he was still able to perfectly control the vibration of the moss without leaving any traces.

Is that reasonable?

There is a reason for Li Ang's doubts. Almost all the textbooks of 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 the sky and the earth, just like the trail cloud left by an airplane passing through the air.

This thin chain will dissipate quickly after it is formed, but some hermit sects have a way to detect it - as long as it is timely enough.

The Zhenfu Division has inherited this method, which is used to hunt down practitioners who violate the Law of Yu. Therefore, some monks will use their spiritual power to disrupt the scene after releasing spells and exerting their power, throwing off the tracking of the Governor.

Low-loss, high-precision, and long-distance aura transmission is just like the puppet art in school.

No, it might be superior to puppetry.

Puppetry at least needs the assistance of mind lines and spiritual consciousness to remotely control artificial puppets.

And Mosi is no different from the incarnation outside the body.

Li Ang pondered for a moment, increased the efficiency of aura output, and controlled the reorganization of the moss.

Pat, clack.

The moss spread on the ground was infused with spiritual energy, gradually changed its shape, rose up bit by bit, and formed a hollow humanoid armor.

Li Ang concentrated his thoughts, and the Mosi armor turned his head, bent his knees, bounced, and waved his hands one by one.

Like arms and fingers, or this ink silk armor itself is an extension of Li Ang's own body, a part of him.

This should be the evolution completed after feeding specific metals to reach a certain threshold.

Li Ang squinted his eyes and thought, The Mosi in the first stage can transmit spiritual energy and replace the innate spiritual veins.

In the second stage, it can strengthen the body and strengthen physical fitness.

In the third stage, it can be freely changed and woven into the desired shape.

And now in the fourth stage, it can be released outside and perfectly manipulated like a clone.

He pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers, and started the experiment after a moment of contemplation.

Mosi in the fourth stage 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 ink armor clone through transfer. But it is not possible to clear the ink filaments in the body.

2. The more ink filaments the ink armor avatar has, the more perfect the control effect, the clearer the induction, and the stronger its combat ability.

3. The furthest control distance of the ink armor clone is temporarily unknown, and the clone cannot be divided again for the time being, and still retains the ability to devour and absorb specific metals.

4. When the ink armor avatar is not controlled, it will enter the standby liquid metal state, and can be immersed in the soil to hide its whereabouts. When Li Ang wants to take it back, the ink armor avatar will return on its own initiative. After returning, the devoured special metal will be returned to Li Ang.

After some experiments, Li Ang finally figured out the changes of Mosi in the fourth stage, and he was in a mixed mood.

The good news is that Mosi's functions are more powerful. He can control the Mojia avatar to move around and do things that the identity of Student Li Ang cannot do.

For example, secretly investigate Yajiu and Zhaoming, and use other identities to collect special metals to strengthen themselves.

but the worry is

The connection between Mosi and me is getting deeper and deeper.

During the experiment just now, Li Ang tried to remove all the ink filaments in his body, but he felt unprecedented severe pain and couldn't do it at all.

Part of Mosi has formed a symbiotic relationship with my muscles, bones, blood vessels, and organs, turning into a complete body.

If I took all Mosi away, I would probably die quickly due to organ failure and excessive blood loss.

Li Ang let out a breath of turbid air slowly. Mosi was an alienated object from the tomb of the Sword Immortal, and it was probably the thing brought back by the Sword Immortal himself from the Endless Sea or other places.

If you continue to feed Mosi, will it still have changes in the fifth stage, sixth stage, or even higher levels?

Will it further erode the body of the parasitic host?

Li Ang had seen the appearance of Shi Xingseng after his death, his body was completely white, and he could move freely even if he lost half of his head.

There are countless evidences in various books in the Academy that prove that almost all evil cultivators who abuse alienation objects will eventually become neither human nor ghost, but to varying degrees.

It should be me who controls and leads Mosi, not the other way around.

Li Ang took back the ink armor clone, and secretly made up his mind, We must speed up the progress of practice and reach the rain listening environment earlier, so that we can control it with confidence.

At the same time, it is necessary to collect more information about the Sword Immortal himself and find clues about Mosi.

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At the junction of Yu State and Southern Zhou Dynasty, there are hundreds of thousands of barren mountains.

The afterglow of the orange-red sunset shines in the wild mountains and forests, dyeing the hazy mist floating on the treetops red.

call--

The cool evening breeze blows slowly, and the hazy mist drifts around, like a pair of invisible big hands gently touching the soft silk.

That is not fog, but a large net woven by countless extremely small white poisonous insects, covering the treetops.

Few exotic birds can cross the 100,000 barren mountains, and only native species can survive here.

A spider the size of a washbasin fell down from a tree branch. Its dagger-like jaws pierced into a flying squirrel with lightning speed, injected venom instantly, killed the prey, and then passed through the spider silk. Pull yourself back above the branch.

The huge carnivorous flower stretches its purple petals in situ, exuding a refreshing fragrance, luring its prey;

The finger-sized army ants gathered a mighty million people, and transported countless pieces of chopped anaconda and snake meat back to the ant nest.

The multi-legged scorpion like a carriage paced in the woods, while chewing on the half-body wolf dog corpse, while shaking its highly poisonous tail hook back and forth.

Even seemingly harmless plants have countless ways to get extra nutrients—as evidenced by the pile of bones beneath the tree.

Hunting, killing, eating, and survival seem to be the eternal theme of this land.

Until, the unexpected guest arrives.

Click click click.

The sound of dense branches snapping sounded,

The activated tree branches with sharp blades and the lingering poisonous insect mist were all pushed away by an invisible force.

Xi Yangyu, who studies in the academy, studies his career.

Cui Yixian, who studies Gongjian swordsmanship.

The two came galloping in the air, chasing the fluctuation of aura that seemed to be there and belonged to Jun Qianzi.

found it.

Xi Yangyu murmured with a sullen expression, and grabbed the air with his palm, as if holding a certain thread.

Needless to say, Cui Yixian at the side turned into a sword shadow that was too fast to see clearly, galloping towards the line.

hum!

The shock wave caused by the release of spiritual power by the cultivators in the Candle Sky Realm crushed all the surrounding insect fog and cleared the air.

Numerous flowers, leaves and branches are broken into pieces, flying all over the sky,

At the treetop level, a straight, nearly thousand-foot-long circular tunnel was cleared.

boom! !

Cui Yixian, who was transformed into a sword shadow, smashed a boulder blocking the way outside the mountain wall, pierced straight into the mountain wall, and came to a wide tunnel.

The gentleman's breath is here.

Cui Yixian opened his palm expressionlessly, and the long sword at his waist flew out of its sheath, splitting into hundreds of sword lights, covering every corner of the tunnel.

Xi Yangyu also rushed here and stood side by side with Cui Yixian. The muscles at the corners of his mouth caused his 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 icy words from between his teeth, his left arm hidden in the sleeve of his wide robe felt an uncontrollable stabbing pain.

haven't seen you for a long time.

The man at the end of the tunnel turned around slowly, and under the illumination of the sword light that blocked the surroundings, he revealed a refined and gentle face of a middle-aged man.

Did you go with us voluntarily, or we escorted you away.

Cui Yixian took out the alienated objects of the academy from his arms expressionlessly, with an irresistible pressure in his tone.

I'm more inclined 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 the past first.

Let's go to the ghost prison under Dongjun Building to catch up on the old days.

Xi Yangyu used his will to suppress the stinging left arm, and his face, which had always maintained an immortal posture as much as possible, became distorted due to intense hatred and pain.

Brother Yang Yu is still the same as before. You live in the world you know, and you only think about what others want you to think about.

Jun Qianzi shook his head and sighed, Do you still remember what we learned in Neo Confucianism? There is nothing beyond doubt, and no truth is indestructible.

You see me as a traitor to Xuegong and Yu State, but you never think about something deeper.

For example, why did I defect, why did I escape the pursuit of the head of the mountain, and why did I stand here.

For example, that Huai Rui in Shengyefang who was bewitched by you?

Cui Yixian asked coldly.

Ah.

Jun Qianzi smiled, That's just an experiment. What I really want is something like this.

He lightly raised his arm and snapped his fingers casually.

Wow——

The fire burst and burned at the fingertips, and quickly swept across Jun Qianzi's cuffs, revealing the empty shell of his body made of countless pieces of talisman paper hidden under the sleeves.

Burn this dirty and corrupt old world to ashes.

The flames devoured Jun Qianzi's talisman paper puppet, leaving only the calm echoes stirring in the tunnel.

Cui Yixian's pupils contracted violently, and the next moment, the whole mountain trembled.

Boom boom boom boom!

At the same moment, hundreds of thousands of violent explosions occurred in the rock formation, causing the entire mountain to collapse irretrievably.

The gravel burst and exploded, and the wind carried the dust and spread it in all directions.

The earth-shattering mutation even caused the tenacious creatures in the barren mountain to flee in all directions subconsciously.

boom--

The rock formation at the top of the mountain cracked a gap from bottom to top,

The two school masters flew out of the crack at the last moment of the landslide.

Xi Yangyu looked down at the slowly disintegrating mountain below with an embarrassed expression,

Cui Yixian took a deep breath, brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his body, squinted his eyes and looked 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 towards the southwest to pay tribute to the two old acquaintances. He drank the wine and patted five copper coins on the table , got up and left.

He was walking on the streets of Quzhou City, observing the familiar scene of Yu State.

The woman on the second floor pressed her naughty and playful child on her knees and spanked him;

The storyteller under the pergola on the street drank a big sip of tea, slowly and unhurriedly, speaking with a Jiannan Dao accent about the legendary experience of the former school tour;

The shopkeeper of the bank dressed in silk is making calculations, lamenting that the market this year is not as good as in previous years, and that the common people do not like to save money.

A beggar lying on the ground in the sun outside the house, scratching the fleas jumping back and forth on his body

They lived their calm lives, and they would never have imagined that at this very moment, a defected cultivator from the Candle Sky Realm, who was number one in the reward list of the Zhenfu Department, would pass by them.

The gap between mortals and top monks is so large, almost two worlds, they really don't need to worry, just like people shouldn't worry about the sky.

With a smile on the corner of Jun Qianzi's mouth, he walked through the market and came to a closed house.

The locked wooden door of the house opened by itself, revealing a group of stunned strong men in the courtyard.

They were subordinates of the Kou family in Chang'an Ghost City, and the center of the crowd was Kou Huai'an, the second head of the Kou family, and Kou Wukui in the wheelchair he was pushing.

Jun Qianzi glanced across the crowd, pausing for a moment on Kou Wukui's face.

This is the same generation as the current mountain leader Lian Xuanxiao, who was once a master of Zhuxiao Realm,

Now he has been tortured by the disease inherited from the family, lost consciousness, turned into a puppet paralyzed in a wheelchair, and was used as a weapon by his unworthy descendants.

Sad, deplorable.

A monk who has been a monk for a hundred years will still turn into a pile of loess in the end.

Jun Qianzi sighed, and with a slight swing of his palm, he released a surge of spiritual power, forming a void talisman, and locked everyone in the courtyard firmly in place, unable to move.

Including the Erlang of the Kou family, the cultivator of the Xunyunjing, Kou Huai'an - his face was distorted, his palm was still inserted in the chest, and he stretched out for a certain alienated object used to save his life.

You, because of Shi Xingseng's mutation and disappearance, were tracked down by the Zhenfu Department, and finally absconded here.

Jun Qianzi's tone was relaxed, with kindness in his eyes, Considering all the nasty things you did in the ghost city, I have a better place than absconding to Southern Zhou.

How about digging mountains together?