Chapter 500 Silt
"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.
Light rain began to fall in the sky, and the water lilies with withered stems and leaves on the lake surface were hit by the rain, and the lake water was lightly touched, causing ripples.
The evergreen trees with luxuriant branches and leaves are 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."
Hoo.
Li Ang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "It also caused a lot of complaints."
"When 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, chasing and fighting. 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.
"Hello! Brother!"
The lake was too wide, and the group of young students didn't see that they almost kicked Mr. Zhongshan, but they still put their hands on their mouths and yelled in this direction, "Help me, kick me back!"
Seeing that the head of the mountain was not angry, Li Ang picked out a football from the bushes with his mind 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 this group of carefree school freshmen chasing and squabbling, Shan Chang's mouth showed a nostalgic smile, 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.
“.”
Shan Chang looked at the lake with fascination, and after a while he came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "Sorry, it's easy to recall the past when you get old."
He is really 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 a little: "Is it replaced by the creation of Neo Confucianism?"
"yes."
Shan Chang nodded and said: "It's like the aura locomotive replacing the pack horse, and the aura engine replacing the labor."
"probably not."
It's more like a new relationship than a replacement.
For example, in private commercial workshops, looms replaced weavers, but new positions responsible for the management and maintenance of looms were also created.
The Aura locomotive replaced the packhorse caravan, which also gave birth to the work 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, Neo-Confucian Creation will be able to achieve perfect 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 Tower 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 fog 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 Building, 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 Dongjun Building, and walked to the stairs of 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 of them came to the fifth floor, Shan Chang 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.
Chick—
A chill visible to the naked eye poured out of 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 cumbersome and mysterious formation restrictions engraved on the ceiling, walls, and floor.
The array extends out chains of light quality, pointing to the open space in the center of the room.
There was a huge, spherical brown mud-like thing suspended there.
Its surface wriggled and trembled, sometimes changing into thorny barbs, sometimes changing into compact scales, sometimes changing into fangs and 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.
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 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 was unsure: "This is... a fragment of something in my body?"
"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 **** together, and with a random wave, all the chains of light quality were broken.
Pata.
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 mud burst up suddenly, transformed into a giant python with the diameter of a truck, opened its **** mouth, and rushed towards Li Ang.
(end of this chapter)