Ask Sword

Li Ang turned his head hesitantly, and asked Ati beside him, "There is Xiang Longyun spear in the list, can this also be selected?"

"Since the head of the mountain allows it, then it can be done."

Ati seemed to see Li Ang's concerns, and said calmly: "When the Emperor Taizu of Yu State joined hands with the Academy to defeat various warlords and restore Chang'an, the two parties had an agreement to return many items, including Long Yun, to the Academy. manage."

Otherwise, according to the rules, such treasures from the former Sui royal family would be kept in the palace.

Li Ang nodded understandingly, then turned to continue reading the item description.

Around this spear, the sages of the Academy have done a lot of research. It's a pity that because the former Sui royal family had covered it up, it is now impossible to trace the true origin of Longyun, and it is also impossible to determine whether its material is really dragon blood and dragon scales-after all, no one has ever seen a real dragon.

'Under the throwing of the martial arts master with all his strength, the effect of Longyun's Lingyun can surround the spear blade, forming a cloud wall with a diameter of ten feet, which runs through the entire mountain.'

The cloud wall does not refer to the Prandtl-Glauert condensation cloud produced by transonic flight?

The air flow velocity exceeds the speed of sound, which is faster than the air conduction speed, and cannot effectively pull the air flow downward, resulting in a decrease in density, a decrease in air pressure, and condensation of water vapor.

With the assistance of Mosi, Li Ang's physical strength is no less than that of a congenital warrior.

If you try your best, you may be able to display the power of Longyun.

As for long-term exposure to Longyun, it will cause the side effect of deforming one's own flesh and blood.

With Mosi around, Li Ang wasn't too worried.

"If you confirm that you want this item, please follow me."

Ati turned and walked to the door, and took the lantern.

Li Ang withdrew his palm and disconnected from Xixian.

The stars in the sky disappeared in an instant, and he touched Xixian's head with some regret, then turned around and quickly followed the machine servant puppet.

Ati continued to walk down the spiral staircase, the light of the oil lamp became increasingly dim, and some red bright spots appeared inexplicably in the surrounding darkness, as if eyes had grown out, spying on the visitors.

Li Ang understood that these should be the materialized restrictions of Dongjun Building, so he controlled himself not to look at those red eyes, and couldn't help but think of the old story of Jun Qianzi's defection from the academy in his mind.

Did Jun Qianzi break through these restrictions and steal more than a dozen alienated objects back then?

Walking down the circular staircase for more than a quarter of an hour, the light of the oil lamp in Ati's hand had shrunk to the size of a bean sprout, and his red eyes were condescendingly staring at Li Ang, but he didn't make a move after all.

tread.

Ati stopped, told Li Ang to step back a little, and took out the key to open the door on the wall.

The room behind the door was pitch black, with no light to be seen.

Ati handed the oil lamp to Li Ang, and told him to stand in the corridor without moving, and walked into the room by himself.

Accompanied by a series of sounds of mechanical operation, animal roars, and scraping of chains, Ati walked out of the room slowly, holding a long water essence box in his hand.

Through the lid of the water essence box, one can see the crimson spear placed quietly inside.

"Don't open it here."

Ati mouthed silently, handed the water essence box to Li Ang, took the oil lamp, and walked in the opposite direction along the circular stairs.

The speed of the return trip was much faster than the time when I came here. I saw that the light of the oil lamp increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the red eyes around me quickly dissipated.

It didn't take long to return to land.

"It's best to wear gloves when using Longyun, and don't let pets, horses, and ordinary people at home have the opportunity to touch it.

As for maintenance, it can be watered with the blood of monsters above level three every month. If not, you can come to Dongjun Building for maintenance. "

Ah Tiao said a few words, walked to the utility room, and specially warned: "Because of Long Yun's special background, it is best not to publicize it everywhere, otherwise there may be some unnecessary troubles.

If you want to experiment with the effect of Dragon Fall in the future, you can go to the martial arts field upstairs. "

"clear."

Li Ang nodded, took the oilcloth paper that Ati took out from the utility room, and wrapped the water essence long box.

Ati watched his back as he walked away, and a strange color flashed in the dull puppet's eyes.

According to the rules of the school, even if Li Ang has the status of patrolling, he should not come into contact with alienated objects of the level of Longyun with the cultivation level of the first stage of patrolling clouds.

Items such as Churen Budun and Yan Luojing cannot appear in the options at all.

The only explanation is that the head of the mountain is favoritism. Privately allow this to happen.

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"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!"

The roar of the manic boy resounded through the room, and several maids and servants ran out of the door in panic, avoiding the teacups and tea that were thrown from the room.

Bian Chenpei sat on the bed in the corner of the room, holding the lid of the teacup that hadn't been thrown away, and dressed roughly.

His hair was disheveled, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot. His knees were wrapped in thick bandages, and his calves below the knees were visibly shrunk.

What aroused his rage was a newspaper in Yu State, which published an article about the medicine newly developed by Academy Li Ang and it would be practical.

Why? !

Bian Chenpei clenched his fists tightly and hit the bedside pillar with one fist, breaking the solid wooden pillar abruptly.

Why was my kneecap dug out and eaten by the ghost shovel, and I can no longer stand on my own strength,

On the contrary, Li Ang, who was chased by Ghost Shovel, managed to escape from death. After missing for so many days, when everyone thought he was dead, he returned to Yu Country safe and sound.

Haotian, this is not fair!

The broken wooden thorn of the wooden pillar pierced into the edge of Bian Chenpei's palm, and blood dripped down.

But as if he didn't feel it, he stared at the content of the article in the newspaper.

Several servants stood by the bed, intending to help Bian Chenpei remove the wooden thorns with cloth and tweezers, but fearing that the latter would get angry suddenly, they could only hold up the tweezers and freeze in place.

Tread Tread.

Footsteps came from far to near, and a muscular young man walked out the door. Judging from the uniform on his body, he was actually the deputy envoy of the court, which was the position that Bian Yubo held before.

"Brother Duan!"

When Bian Chenpei saw the young man appearing, his spirit was shaken, and he asked anxiously, "What did my father say?"

Bian Yubo's disciple, a young man named Duan Buqun, shook his head calmly and said, "Cardinal Bian wants you to learn to adapt to your injuries and accept Haotian's arrangements."

The expression on Bian Chenpei's face suddenly froze, and the muscles on his face bounced and twitched.

The Taihaoshan monks who participated in the siege of Ghost Shovel in Turkic suffered heavy losses. Many people were torn into pieces by the ghost shovel that devoured the world with all its strength on the spot, and those who survived were also seriously injured.

There is actually a solution to Bian Chenpei's broken legs.

There is relevant technology in the treasure house of Mount Taihao, which can fill his vacant kneecap with a puppet machine and make his legs stand up again.

In the Judgment Court, where the frequency of expeditions against demons is the highest, many monks who have lost their arms and legs use this method to repair their disabilities.

Taking into account the actual needs, the three courts of the Sacrament, Juyu, and Xinxiu of Mount Taihao all turned a blind eye to the small actions of the Court of Justice, allowing the monks of the Court of Justice to obtain prosthetic limbs.

Otherwise, according to the teachings of Haotian, installing prosthetic limbs is the same as embracing a strange monster, which is an invasion of the human body given by heaven and needs to be resisted.

However, Bian Chenpei is different. His father is now the Cardinal of the Judgment Court, and he is not far from the last position of head teacher.

Others in the trial court can have prosthetic limbs, but Bian Chenpei, the son of the cardinal, cannot—he must accept his disability to prove his father's complete loyalty to Haotian's teachings.