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Shen Tuyu tried his best to keep his voice as calm as possible, but the words he said were full of cold and murderous meaning.

Who is related to Jianquan?

Jianquan has been famous for many years, and has friends all over the world.

The great Confucian scholars exchanged letters with him and talked about philosophy;

Celebrities from the two capitals invited him to give lectures on Buddhism at their residences;

The nobles of the family visited him to listen to the Buddha's verses;

Could it be that these people are all suspects? They all need to be imprisoned, tortured, and asked if they know the secret of Jianquan's obsession?

Even the emperor of Yu State wanted to invite Jianquan to the palace to explain Buddhist scriptures, and even Taihao Mountain once invited Jianquan to the sanctuary to pay homage to the head teacher.

If we really want to investigate, wouldn't even Emperor Yu and the head teacher of Haotian Taoism be suspected?

Li Ang remained silent. The high-level officials of the Yu State reacted so strongly that it could even be said to be radical, which happened to be in line with Jianquan's prophecy——

No ruler is willing to see the illusion of the six realms of reincarnation appear, and no ruler is willing to see the people under his rule, who would rather enter the illusion of the six realms of reincarnation than live in this world.

In the past, even in the face of horrific natural disasters and changes, all forces had their own minds, secretly intrigue and harm each other.

But now, from Xijing to Southern Zhou, from Mount Taihao to Chang'an, the emperors of all kingdoms, religious leaders, aristocrats, and hermit sects,

They all temporarily put aside the past hatred and disputes, united, and tried to jointly kill the rumors of the illusion of the six reincarnations.

Really. Irony.

Li Ang was not interested in listening to Shen Tuyu's instructions, he backed away silently, walked outside the city with Sui Yi, and rescued the civilians who were injured during the evacuation.

Jianquan died, and Xingzhou City also suffered heavy losses.

The town of Fusi in the city was almost completely destroyed, nearly 70% of the streets were damaged, and many places were collapsed and sunken. Thousands of houses were judged as dilapidated and no longer suitable for living.

Out of some weird psychology, Li Ang did not participate in the investigation of Jianquan's disciples organized by the Zhen Fu Division, and he continued to stay in Xingzhou to help with disaster relief and the aftermath.

Friends also accompanied him, helping to fill up the pits in the city, repair roads, strengthen houses, purify water sources and so on. It lasted for nearly half a month.

During this process, there was another piece of good news——He Fanshuang had been promoted to the Cloud Patrol Realm.

At that time, she left Xingzhou City, Yujian went to Weizhou to ask for help, racing against time along the way, driving Feijian hard, concentrating on it, and breaking through the realm naturally. Became the first student to arrive at Xunyun Realm in Zaiqian's three-year class.

Li Ang couldn't help feeling that there is a gap between geniuses and geniuses.

Then, after returning to Chang'an, he continued to be full of resentment, looking for clues that might involve Mosi in the vast sea of ​​books related to Taixuanzong.

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Zaiqian six years, the end of summer.

The weather was hot, and Cicada was lying on the tree, shaking her wings feebly, and making a sound like a broken gong.

Li Ang yawned, got up from the bed in the bedroom, and ended his nap.

It's hot outside, but it's cool indoors - the talisman board technology of the academy has made a breakthrough some time ago, and the cooling talisman board can further precisely adjust the temperature, which is no different from the air conditioner in the memory of the foreign world.

Even better than air conditioners in some ways.

For example, it will not reduce the moisture content in the room, let the air dry, and cause discomfort.

‘Just the lack of a remote control, you have to press the button yourself every time you adjust the temperature. '

Li Ang pushed the door open and walked out of the bedroom with a murmur. Through the floor, he could hear the noisy children playing downstairs.

Ever since he accepted Ouyang Shi as his apprentice, his acquaintances and friends always wanted him to accept more apprentices, even if they were named disciples.

The euphemistic name is: dipped in blessings.

Li Ang couldn't laugh or cry about all kinds of requests for visits. He couldn't close the door without seeing visitors, so he had to relax a little, and let the children from relatives and friends come over to play, practice calligraphy, read books and so on in summer.

Think of it like summer camp.

When Li Ang went down the stairs, he saw Chai Chai happily leading the children to play hide-and-seek, handkerchief throwing, eagle catching chickens and other games. It doesn't look like a disciple of the academy at all.

Tired from playing, Chai Chai asked all the children to sit according to their seats and share a piece of pastry with each of them.

All the children sat obediently in their seats, eating dessert like little squirrels.

After so many years, his personality still hasn't changed.

Li Ang looked at Chai Chai, who was like a king of children, and smiled slightly, recalling the time in Weizhou before in a trance.

Childhood in the pharmacy was actually a bit boring.

Li Ang's parents trained him as a future doctor. From an early age, he not only had to read classics such as the Four Books and Five Classics, but also memorized all kinds of complicated and obscure pharmacopoeias and medical books.

If you can't recite well, you will be punished to stand, but if you recite well, you can eat fruit snacks.

Li Ang has a good memory and can memorize books very well, but he doesn't like snacks very much, so he will hide the snacks given by his parents in his pocket. At night, take it out secretly and share it with Chai Chai.

Chai Chai eats double servings of snacks every day (including the extremely sweet honey jujube cake), and soon gained weight, so much so that she was dubbed a fat girl by other friends.

She came to Li Ang crying and said that he had made her belly bigger (literally), and that Li Ang must be responsible in the future,

Li Ang's parents, who heard this by accident, were shocked, so they beat him to death with bamboo sticks.

Thinking of those memories, Li Ang smiled, feeling a little melancholy for no reason.

Teacher, tea.

Ouyang Shi approached quietly and handed him a cup of warm tea.

Thanks.

Li Ang, who was still a modern person at heart, unconsciously said thank you. According to secular habits, teachers rarely say this word to students, but Li Ang is not a few years older than Ouyang Shi, and he doesn't care about these red tape.

How's the school's books?

Li Ang asked casually.

Ouyang Shi replied: It's about the same. I feel that Neo Confucianism and arithmetic are easier, but military science and Yulu are not very good at it.

What about the path? Has senior sister Sui Yi read it for you? Which one is suitable for cultivation?

I've read it. Professor Sui said that I'm the most suitable for Fu Xue and He Nian Xue.

Ouyang Shi paused for a moment, his expression a bit gloomy.

She took part in this year's academy exam, passed it successfully, and got the admission qualification.

This incident made her happy and unhappy. On the one hand, being admitted to the academy means that life is going smoothly, on the other hand, being admitted to the academy also means that you will often see Xi Yangyu who abandoned their mother and daughter back then.

The latter is still a school secretary.

On the night after the test results were announced, she and other students went to the palace to face the saint as usual.

The emperor and empress met her specially and asked her about her life.

Ouyang Shi proudly said that he was Li Ang's disciple, which attracted the envy of other students who didn't know.

But when the Emperor Empress asked about her parents, it wasn't so entertaining.

Whether he admits it or not, Xi Yangyu is still her biological father.

And filial piety has always been the most important one in Yu Guo's ethics. In Leon's words, it is political correctness.

That's it.

Li Ang smacked his lips, his abducted apprentice is just as suitable for Talisman and Reading as he is, but it is necessary to deal with Xi Yangyu.

What is this, the entangled love and hatred between two generations?

Li Ang shook his head, and comforted him: Don't take it to heart, Xi Yangyu is not the only one in the Academy to teach you. If you are suitable for you, there is no need to give up because of him.

Um.

Ouyang Shi nodded obediently, took out a stack of letters and handed them to Li Ang, This is the letter sent to you, teacher, this morning.

so much?

Li Ang handed the tea cup back to Ouyang Shi, flipped through the signature of the letter, and walked into the study with the letter.

There is a letter from Shade in Weizhou - the local chamber of commerce in Weizhou has built two new buildings in the state school in the name of Li Ang.

There is a letter from Cheng Juxiu - he is going to go on a long voyage with the Academy's scientific research fleet, and he can't return to Chang'an in a short time, so let Li Ang take good care of the teacher.

There is also a letter from Ashinagara on the northern grassland.

Li Ang sat on the seat, opened the envelope with a letter opener, and read silently.

Jia Luo would send letters to Chang'an every month, in which he would tell about recent events in the grassland.

Hi, how are you, Angie?

I heard that Chang'an is very hot this summer, but the grassland here is very cool. Do you want to consider traveling to the grassland?

Haha, just kidding, I still miss your swimming pool. It's a pity that the grasslands have to chase aquatic plants, and the ethnic groups have to keep migrating, so there is no way to build them by themselves.

Can you use your bright mind to help figure it out?

I'm not Doraemon, how can I think of a way.

Li Ang saw the pleading graffiti attached to the letter paper, smiled slightly, and inexplicably thought of the way to reply the letter in the memory of the foreign world.

[If you are Li Ang, your friend asks you to help build a swimming pool. Please write him a short message, the number of words is 80-100]

Li Ang shook his head and continued to look down.

The mare I raised had a dystocia last month, and the herdsman in the family said that it was hopeless, and told me to give up as soon as possible to end her pain.

I had already drawn the scimitar, but seeing her eyes, I couldn't do it for some reason.

I got someone to bring the veterinary textbook you wrote, and followed the procedure above to deliver the mare myself.

It took almost an hour, and finally the pony was successfully pulled out covered in blood. Both the mare and pony were safe.

How about it, am I good?

awesome.

Li Ang rubbed his chin, but pulling the pony out is some kind of bullshit?

Some time ago, the mission from Mount Taihao came to visit Wang Ting again. I heard that they asked us to strictly investigate the monks who came to the grassland to preach. They said that it was related to Master Jianquan who died in Xingzhou in Yu Kingdom.

Last time you said that you and Leling went to Xingzhou for an internship, right? Are you also involved in it?

He didn't write to me about such a dangerous thing, which made me worry for a long time. Hmph, I'm so mad.

You also know that the matter is important, so how can I tell you.

Li Ang shook his head and smiled wryly. All of them who went to Xingzhou were given a gag order, and it was strictly forbidden to talk about any topic about Jianquan monk. Those who violated the law would probably go to Zhenfusi's dungeon to drink tea.

Li Ang was not sure whether the letters he sent to Turks would be intercepted (there was a high probability that they would), so naturally he couldn't tell Jia Luo about these things. Even one or two cryptic mentions will not do.

All countries in the world are now investigating the matter of Jianquan's disciples. There has been a bloody storm in the Jianghu, and many people have disappeared in Chang'an Ghost City for no apparent reason.

However, no matter how hard Yu Guo and Tai Haoshan tried to block the news,

Among the folks, there are still rumors of the illusion of the six paths of reincarnation. Some people even built temples dedicated to Jianquan statues and Liluanfeng murals in the wilderness.

The aftermath of this mutation is even more far-reaching than the Chang'an mutation in July last year.

Li Ang withdrew his wandering thoughts and continued to read the letter.

Oh, by the way, apart from this matter, the mission of Taihao Mountain also wants to join us in investigating a secret realm located in the shallow layer of Liyuan.

Only innate warriors or cloud patrol monks are eligible to participate.

Hey, I also broke through to Xiantian last month,

For this reason, I specially found a craftsman to forge a new scimitar. If I can see Bian Chenpei in the secret realm next time, I might be able to slash it ruthlessly.

Well, Li Yuan, it's not surprising that any changes happen.

Liyuan is located in the west of the Turkic Grassland, a huge rift valley that stretches for 1,500 miles.

The widest point is fifty miles, and the narrowest point is several miles.

The valley is permeated with thick fog all the year round, unfathomable, inhabited by many dangerous monsters.

The most terrible thing is that Yuan Qi is forbidden in the valley, and no spells or thoughts can be used. Even a martial arts master will be exhausted very quickly.

It is a forbidden place like a hundred thousand barren mountains and an endless sea.

In some pre-Sui classics, it even directly interprets the highest state [Linyuan] that mortal monks can reach, as surpassing Liyuan,

That is to say, only Linyuan monks can cross Liyuan without being affected.

Knowing this allusion, Li Ang unconsciously frowned, feeling a little worried.

He was worried about whether it would be dangerous for Jia Luo to go to Liyuan, and also worried about the fact that she wanted to take revenge on Bian Chenpei in her heart.

Haha, don't worry, it's just a joke.

Bian Chenpei's father, Bian Yubo, is now the Trial Cardinal of Taihao Mountain, a rare big shot in the world.

Even if I have the ability to retaliate, I still have to take into account the safety of my clansmen. I know that.

Hmm. However, I'm still a little upset. After I finish writing the letter, I will make a paper man and curse Bian Chenpei for being hit and limped by a carriage when he goes out. It should be fine, right?

The dump truck curse?

Li Ang couldn't help laughing, but it's a pity that there is no carriage in the world that can easily pretend to be a monk Xunyun, and Bian Chenpei is not a high school girl who can run to school with bread in her mouth.

The recent situation is like this. How is your life over there? Write me back quickly. I will receive it before the seventh day of July.

Maybe he was really in a hurry to prick the villain, Jia Luo's handwriting was very brisk, and he even drew a smiling face at the end of the letter.

|ω')

The seventh day of July, is that Qixi Festival?

Li Ang stared blankly, and noticed that there was something stuck behind the letter.

When I opened it, it was a small, poorly embroidered sachet. Inside are dried, delicately scented fragments of flower petals.