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So, what about the future?

A calm voice came from outside the hangar, Lian Xuanxiao stepped forward, and everyone in the hangar saluted.

Lian Xuanxiao waved his hand indifferently, put his hand on the skin of the plane, and said lightly: In less than five years, there will be an aura locomotive that can carry millions of catties, and can catch up with monks in the cloud patrolling realm. s plane.

Another ten years, twenty years, fifty years,

There will be more and more Neo-Confucian creations, and the types will become more and more abundant. The role of monks will also become smaller and smaller.

Ou Zhiyuan and the other students looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding the meaning of these words.

The head of the mountain put down his palm holding the skin of the plane, and said to Li Ang, Come with me.

The two left the hangar and walked towards Chuiyun Lake.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the water lilies with withered stems and leaves on the lake were hit by the rain, and the lake water was lightly touched, causing ripples.

There are evergreen trees with luxuriant branches and leaves planted by the lake. Walking on the shore, you can hear the sound of the rain above your head without getting wet by the rain.

The head of the mountain suddenly said, What you did in Taiyuan Mansion.

Li Ang subconsciously trembled all over, but the head of the mountain continued: Very good.

call.

Li Ang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: It also caused a lot of complaints.

If you come out to do things, you will always be scolded.

Shan Chang said: Even in the year of a catastrophe, when the government opens warehouses to release grain, there will always be grain merchants who are hoarding and cursing secretly.

It is impossible to please everyone.

Um.

Li Ang nodded slowly.

On the other side of Chuiyun Lake, there was the sound of young students playing and chasing each other. They seem to have just finished their physical education class, and they don't even use umbrellas, allowing themselves to be drenched in the rain, stepping on puddles, and playing football.

boom!

Someone kicked harder, and the ball flew across the entire lake and landed in the bushes in front of Li Ang.

Hey! Brother!

The lake was too wide, and the group of young students didn't see that they almost kicked Mr. Zhongshan. They still put their hands on their mouths and yelled in this direction, Help me and kick me back!

Seeing that the mountain chief was not angry, Li Ang picked out the football from the bushes with his thoughts and kicked it back.

A student jumped up to catch the football with both hands, shook his numb palm, and shouted: Thank you!

Then, he and his companions happily stepped on the puddles to catch up with the next class.

Watching the group of carefree school freshmen chasing and fighting, a nostalgic smile appeared on the corner of Shan Chang's mouth, he stopped, and looked at the lake with deep eyes.

Li Ang also stopped, and the rain was getting heavier. He supported his thoughts and formed an oblique barrier above his head, allowing the rain to pour into the forest along the barrier.

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The head of the mountain looked at the lake with fascination, and he came back to his senses after a while. He shook his head and said, Sorry, it's easy to recall the past when you get old.

He is indeed very old. Most of the practitioners who lived in the same era as him have passed away, and there are very few old people left.

Let's go.

He sighed softly, took another step, and asked, Risheng, do you think the monk will be replaced?

Um?

Li Ang didn't expect the head of the mountain to ask this question, he hesitated for a while and asked, Is it replaced by the creation of Neo Confucianism?

yes.

The head of the mountain nodded and said, It's like the aura locomotive replacing the pack horse, and the aura engine replacing the labor.

probably not.

Li Ang thought for a moment and replied: Everything about the Reiki machine is still based on Reiki. In any case, monks cannot be avoided.

It's more like a new relationship than a replacement.

For example, in private commercial workshops, looms replaced weavers, but new jobs were created to manage and maintain looms.

The Aura locomotive replaced the pack-horse caravan and spawned the job of maintaining the Aura locomotive. The demand for monks has not decreased but increased.

The monks will not disappear completely, they will only change their roles.

Maybe one day, the creation of Neo Confucianism will be able to perfectly achieve independence from monks and operate independently, but that must be a long, long time later.

Not dependent on monks,

The head of the mountain said softly: Maybe it's not a bad thing.

While talking, the two left Chuiyun Lake and came to Dongjun Building at the foot of the back mountain.

The head of the mountain stepped up the steps and entered the building.

Li Ang followed, and once again saw the huge stone screen wall about three feet wide in front of the hall.

The mist above the screen wall flows and flutters, evolving into various plausible patterns and shapes.

Li Ang forcibly pulled his eyes away from the screen wall. No matter how many times he came to Dongjun Tower, this screen wall and the gloomy atmosphere around him would always make him feel uncomfortable.

Before he could think any more, the head of the mountain had already taken a key from the old doctor who was guarding the Dongjun Tower, and walked towards the stairs in the hall, Li Ang had no choice but to follow.

Dongjun Building is exceptionally quiet,

The only noise is the sound of the puppet machine servant with a dull face and stiff movements, pushing a cart and strolling in the corridor.

The two came to the fifth floor, Shan Zhang walked in front, walked through the winding corridors, came to a wooden door without a house number, and opened the door lock with a key.

laugh--

The cold air visible to the naked eye gushes out from the room,

The head of the mountain walked into the door against the cold air, and Li Ang followed behind, looking around the room curiously.

The stone room is extraordinarily spacious, with intricate and mysterious formation restrictions engraved on the ceiling, walls, and floor.

The formation stretched out chains of light and quality, pointing to the open space in the center of the room.

There was a huge, spherical brown sludge-like thing floating there.

Its surface wriggled and trembled, sometimes changing into thorny barbs, sometimes changing into compact scales, sometimes changing into fangs and sharp claws, scratching the surrounding light chains, trying to break free.

Li Ang was dumbfounded, This is.

Something like parasites inside you.

The head of the mountain said: It was originally just an immovable brown rock, but because of its extremely strong material, it was discovered by Dr. Xuegong in the 100,000 barren mountains in the early years, and it was stored in the Dongjun Building.

It is suspected to be the bones or diseased organs of some kind of strange animal.

Until November 3rd, it suddenly became active and became like this.

November 3rd. It happened to be the day when Li Ang chose to let Mosi evolve again.

At that time, he shot himself with a glowing crossbow to suppress the restless Mosi and further merge with it.

Li Ang asked uncertainly, Is this a fragment of something inside me?

may be.

The head of the mountain said calmly: After this period of experimentation, it can transform into the appearance of many hundreds of thousands of wild beasts. It will attack any living creature that appears in front of it.

For example, like this.

He put his two fingers together, waved casually, and all the chains of light quality were broken.

Slap.

The brown mud broke free and fell to the ground, wriggling slowly as if it had lost most of its activity.

the next moment,

The brown silt burst up suddenly, and changed into the shape of a giant python with a diameter as large as a truck. It opened its mouth wide and rushed towards Li Ang.