Chapter 165 Absconding (4K)
“.”
Li Ang stared at the mud-like moss that was slowly wriggling on the ground, frowning deeply.
He can still sense the "bump" of Mosi in the dark, and when he concentrates, he seems to be able to see the image of himself and the hall of the pavilion through Mosi.
It seems to have an extra pair of eyes with a 360° panoramic view.
"Uh, 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."
Spiritual awareness is released, which is the ability of listening to the rain. 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.
But this kind of induction is relatively vague. It has the best effect on other monks and alienated objects with aura, but it is less effective on remote objects with weak aura.
And it is impossible to be as clear as moss.
Li Ang gradually adapted to another field of vision in his consciousness, hesitated for a moment, and input the aura into Mosi as before.
This time, the aura suddenly disappeared after flowing out of the sea of qi.
Correspondingly, the moss spread on the ground trembled suddenly.
The aura flowed into Mosi, which had been disconnected from the body?
Li Ang was even more astonished, he did not 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 aura, and even stepped back a dozen steps to the corner of the pavilion, but he was still able to perfectly control the vibration of the moss without leaving any traces.
"Does this make sense?"
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 aura 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 kind of "thin chain" will dissipate quickly after it is formed, but some hermit sects have ways 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.
"The aura transmission with low loss, high precision and long distance is just like the puppet art in school.
No, it may be superior to puppetry.
Puppet art 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 moss armor itself is an extension of Li Ang's own body, a part of him.
"This should be the evolution completed after feeding a specific metal to 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.
The second stage 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 and controlled perfectly like a clone. "
He pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers, and started the experiment after a moment of contemplation.
The ink silk of the fourth stage has the following characteristics.
1. Li Ang retains a certain amount of moss in his body, and can transfer more moss to the ink armour. 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 avatar is temporarily unknown, and the avatar cannot be divided again for the time being, and still retains the ability to swallow 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 in Mosi in the fourth stage, and his mood was mixed.
The joy 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.
And 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 is an alienated object from the tomb of the Sword Immortal, and it is 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 the fifth stage, sixth stage, or even higher-level changes?
Will it further erode the body of the parasitic host?
Li Ang had seen the appearance of the 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 substances will eventually become neither human nor ghost, but to varying degrees.
"I should be the one who controls and leads Mosi, not the other way around."
Li Ang took back the Mojia 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, we need to collect more information about Sword Immortal himself and look for clues about Mosi. "
——
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 on the wild mountains and forests, dyeing the hazy mist floating on the treetops red.
Hoo—
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.
Almost no exotic birds can cross hundreds of thousands of 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;
Finger-sized army ants gathered millions of people, and transported countless pieces of chopped anaconda meat back to the ant nest.
The multi-legged scorpion, like a carriage, paced in the woods, chewing on the half-body body of a wolf dog, while shaking its highly poisonous tail hook back and forth.
Even seemingly harmless plants have countless ways to get extra nutrients—the pile of bones beneath the tree is the best proof.
Hunting, killing, eating, and survival seem to be the eternal theme of this land.
Until, the arrival of an unexpected guest.
Click click click.
The activated tree branches with sharp blades and the lingering poisonous insect fog were all pushed away by an invisible force.
Xue Yangyu, who studies in the academy and studies in the academy.
Xue Gong Jian Xue Si Ye, Cui Yixian.
The two galloped across the sky, chasing after the seemingly invisible aura fluctuations that 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 cultivator in the Candle Sky Realm crushed all the surrounding insect fog and cleared the air.
Countless 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 breath of the emperor's son 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 words as cold as ice from between his teeth, and his left arm hidden in the sleeve of his wide robe felt uncontrollable tingling 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.
"Are you going with us voluntarily, or are we escorting 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 old acquaintances from classmates, shouldn't we talk about the past first."
"Let's go to the ghost prison under the Dongjun Building to catch up on the past."
Xi Yangyu used his will to suppress the stinging left arm, and his face, which had always maintained a fairy-like 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 science class? There is nothing beyond doubt, and no truth is unbreakable.
You regard me as a traitor to Xuegong and Yu State, but you never think about something deeper.
For example, why I defected, for example, why I was able to escape the pursuit of the head of the mountain, for example, why I am standing 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—
Fire burst and burned at the fingertips, and quickly swept across Jun Qianzi's cuffs, revealing the empty shell of his body made up of countless pieces of talisman paper hidden under his sleeves.
"Burn this dirty and rotten old world to ashes."
The flames devoured Jun Qianzi's talisman paper puppet, leaving only calm echoes stirring in the tunnel.
Cui Yixian's pupils shrank 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 irreparably.
The gravel burst and exploded, and the wind and dust spread in all directions,
The earth-shattering mutation even caused the tenacious creatures in the barren mountains 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 embarrassing expression,
Cui Yixian took a deep breath, brushed off the dust that did not exist on his body, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.
——
"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. After drinking the wine, he 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 previous generation’s school tour;
The shopkeeper of the bank wearing silk is making calculations, lamenting that this year’s market is not as good as in previous years, and the people don’t like saving money.
The beggar lying on the ground outside the house and basking in the sun, 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, there would be a defected cultivator from the Candle Sky Realm who was number one on the reward list of the Zhenfu Department, passing by them.
The gap between mortals and top cultivators 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 his mouth, Jun Qianzi 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 are the subordinates of the Kou family in Chang'an Ghost City, and the center of the crowd is the second head of the Kou family, Kou Huai'an, and Kou Wukui in the wheelchair he is pushing.
Jun Qianzi glanced across the crowd and paused for a while on Kou Wukui's face.
This is the same generation as the current mountain leader Lian Xuanxiao, who was once a strong man in the Zhuxiao realm,
Now he has been tortured by a disease inherited from the family, lost consciousness, turned into a doll paralyzed in a wheelchair, and was used as a weapon by unworthy descendants.
Pathetic, deplorable.
"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, which locked everyone in the courtyard firmly in place, unable to move.
Including the Erlang of the Kou family, the cultivator of the Xunyunjing, Kou Huaian—his face was distorted, and his palm was still inserted in the chest and skirt, reaching for a certain alienated object for life-saving.
"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 Nanzhou.
How about digging mountains together? "
(end of this chapter)