ask sword 2

Chapter 94
"Master."

Chai Cuiqiao looked at Li Ang with a worried look, and immediately brought a washbasin towel and wiped the cold sweat off Li Ang's face with hot water.

She could see the uncomfortable expression on Li Ang's face, not because of the noisy congratulations in the yard, but because of physical pain.

Li Ang rubbed his eyebrows hard, heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly sat up from the bed.

'The ink-colored threads lurking in my brain—let's call them ink threads for the time being—acted as a bridge of spiritual energy, connecting the broken spiritual veins at both ends of the brain. '

Li Ang thought silently, 'Because of this, I was able to bypass the hexagram limitation of [Skull Breaking Sword], complete the initial guidance of spiritual energy, and break through to the emotional state.

But the question is, what exactly is Mosi?
What effect and harm does it have? '

Mo Si was taken out by Jiao Cheng from the tomb of the Sword Immortal. Jiao Cheng and a group of people all died in the burrow, and the information they had collected before was nowhere to be found.

'At that time, I was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to carefully observe what else was in the entire underground palace, such as the books left by Jianxian.

And now, the burrow below the ghost city must have been discovered by the Zhenfu Secretary, and maybe it is already in the process of excavation.

It's impossible to go back there and look for clues again. '

Li Ang's mind changed sharply. Due to the abuse of aliens by the monks in the former Sui Dynasty, they not only used alien objects to assist their practice,
There is even a magic way that directly implants alien objects into the body and integrates them with alien objects—through special rituals, people can directly obtain the special abilities of alien objects.

And without the original restrictions, it can greatly enhance the strength.

The only negative effect is that the monk will gradually lose his humanity, be infected and assimilated by alien objects, and degenerate into a [Demon] type.

At the end of the former Sui Dynasty, the more reckless monks caused great harm to the people, which directly led to the collapse of the former Sui Dynasty and opened up an extremely cruel and chaotic world.

Once bitten, twice shy,
Xue Gong and Yu Guo are extremely cautious about alienated objects, and it can even be said that they are overkill.

Any act of implanting alien objects into the body will be associated with [Magic] and will never be allowed.

Even if the leg is broken, trying to connect it with a foreign object will be highly suspicious.

It is for this reason that human medicine in the Yu country is progressing slowly - cultivators rarely get sick, and rarely dissect the human body to study the principles of human body functions.

If the Academy finds Mo Si, I don't know what to do.

Li Ang took a deep breath, let go of the gradually less painful eyebrows, and smiled at the worried Chai Cuiqiao, "I'm fine."

Chai Cuiqiao could still see Li Ang's worries, but Li Ang didn't want to say it, so she had to nod her head, ".

"By the way, why is this water hot?"

Li Ang casually pointed to the hot water in the washbasin and asked, they had just returned home and had not had time to boil the hot water.

"Oh, the hot water is poured from a black wooden bottle."

From the corner of the room, Chai Cuiqiao took out a wooden bottle that was [-]% similar to the thermos bottle in Li Ang's otherworld memory, "That's it. Miss Linlang sent it."

This wooden bottle is a thermos bottle. It is a product sold by the Baimin barbarians in Beiwu to Chang'an. It can keep hot water for a long time.The sales are very good, and there must be powerful support behind it.

Li Ang wanted to buy one when he was in Kuangzhou. He wiped the cold sweat off his body with a hot towel, and instead of thinking about the troubles, he fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already night outside the window.

There was a loud noise in the courtyard, Song Shaoyuan knocked on the door and said, "Rising Sun, get up quickly, the school has released the list, and the carriage of the palace is expected to arrive soon."

"Here comes."

Li Ang took a breath and, with the help of Chai Cuiqiao, put on new clothes and pushed out the door.

In the courtyard were not only Song Shaoyuan, Zhai Yiming and others, but also Ji Linglang and Yang Yu.

"Brother Li!"

As soon as we met, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and cupped his hands: "Someone Yang can get acquainted with Brother Li, and he can get a little bit of Brother Li's blessing. It's really a blessing for three lives."

"Shiro, have you passed the exam?"

Seeing the happy expression on Yang Yu's face, Li Ang asked subconsciously.

"720 one."

Yang Yu flicked his sleeves and said sternly, "The last one is worth the line."

"congratulations!"

Li Ang bowed his hands in congratulations sincerely and turned to look at Ji Linglang, who was smiling faintly.

"Four hundred and three."

Ji Linglang smiled and said, "It's good to live."

Only six or seven hundred people will be taken in the final examination of 500 people.

Among them, Li Ang, Ji Linglang, and Yang Yu who took the final exam successfully passed the exam, and Yong Hongzhong, who was relatively close, also passed the exam.

Yang Yu knew what Li Ang wanted to ask, so he waved his hand directly, and asked the servant to bring a roll of wide-format paper that had not yet dried.

"This is the specific ranking just excerpted from the Suzakumen notice board."

Yang Yu said: "This ranking is not only the final exam, but also the previous two exams."

On the paper, the first and second are Li Ang of Weizhou and He Fanshuang of Youzhou, the third is Pei Jing of Chang'an, and Yong Hongzhong No.14. In addition, the familiar name is Qiu Feng, the daughter of the imperial doctor.
I didn't see that Qiu Jinghuan, so I thought he had fallen off the list.

"In the 300 years since Xuegong was established, no one in Weizhou has ever won the number one prize. This is the first time for you, Risheng."

Ji Linglang smiled and said, "When you enter the imperial city and face the saint, as usual, Your Majesty will definitely ask you, have you decided what poems you want to write?"

"This"

Li Ang opened his mouth and almost forgot about this one.

According to the practice of previous years, when the emperor held a banquet to receive the disciples of the school, he would pick the champion and the students who were pleasing to the eye to ask, and let the students write a few flowery poems and recite a few magnificent poems.

If the emperor himself has a more easy-going personality, he might even take a pipa to accompany him to show the harmony between the ruler and his subjects.

"I'm not good at writing poetry."

Li Ang shook his head with a wry smile, he really wouldn't,

You can't go up and sing "Wait until autumn comes on September [-]th, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The fragrance will spread through Chang'an, and the city will be full of golden armor", right?

Is this a bit.
"It's really impossible to perform other talents, just go through the scene."

Yang Yusi asked: "Risheng, can you sing and dance?"

I can rap or not.

Li Ang scratched his head, he was the best at surgery, or would he show the emperor an anatomy of a guinea pig in front of the palace?

"How difficult is this."

Just as everyone was struggling, Yan Lin's eldest son smiled and took out a stack of old papers from his arms, "Doctor Li, this is a poem you wrote before and asked me to keep it for you."

"Ok?"

Li Ang took the stack of paper, which had many poems written on it, with different styles and handwriting.

He raised his head and glanced at the eldest son of Yan Lin, and immediately reacted - Yan House knew that he could not write poetry, so he sent all the poems that the literati of the Guogong House usually saved. If the emperor in front of the palace asks, just report one Just do it.

They are all their own people, and they will not go out and spread the word.

"Thank you Yan Dalang."

Li Ang coughed, took the poem and looked at it carefully.

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"Auntie."

The evening wind was slightly cold, and Princess Li Leling of Guanghua came to the Liangyi Hall of Taiji Palace under the umbrella held up by the maids (the umbrella was covered with a windbreaker).

"Le Ling,"

Queen Xue, who was chatting with her son Li Hui in the side hall of Liangyi Hall, stood up, stepped forward, and held Li Leling's cold palm distressedly, "Why did you come back, Doctor Qiu said, there is too much evening wind, right? You are not well."

"Today, the final exam of the school, I've watched the rankings for a while, it's quite lively. What about Aye?"

Li Leling acted coquettishly in her mother's arms for a while, before becoming a little more upright, and bowing to her fourth brother Li Hui, who shares the same father and mother.

"Aye is discussing with the mountain chief, brother, uncle, and ministers in the main hall."

Fourth Prince Li Hui said with a smile.

"Isn't it about to hold a dinner party to meet the disciples of the Academy?"

Li Leling glanced curiously into the main hall of Liangyi Hall, and saw that the emperor was pointing hard on the desktop map with a serious face.

Standing beside him were the Mountain Chief, the Crown Prince, Xue Ji, the commander of the Central Book (also the elder brother of Queen Xue), Zhong Donglu, the servant under the door, and Pei Su, the Zuo servant of the Shang Shu.

A group of people were discussing something in a deep voice, and words such as "using soldiers" and "malaria" could be vaguely heard.

(End of this chapter)