Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 477 Taotie
Jinan Prefecture, Shandong Province, the eastern branch of Moxu Juzitang.

In a messy studio, all you can see are piles of mechanical debris. Cables as thick as pythons are coiled on the ceiling, and the surging current in them makes a buzzing sound.

The girl, who was no more than the size of a palm and had a bun on her head, ran on the familiar road in the mountain of weapons. Her short legs swung very quickly. She jumped down from the top of the mountain, flipped forward in the air, and landed firmly on a stone buried deep in the mountain. On the head in the deep valley between the mountains.

"Uncle Zhao, look, all my injuries have healed. When can we return to the Japanese area?"

Li Hua pushed aside the weed-like hair in front of her, revealed a small face full of expectation, and shouted loudly to the owner of her head.

"Now is not the time."

Zhao Qingxia stopped what he was doing, took off the goggles on his face, wiped his oily palms on his clothes casually, and then held them in front of him.

"Hey."

Li Hua, who was lying on his head, jumped down, pretending to slip when she landed, and fell into Zhao Qingxia's palm.

"Uncle Zhao, it hurts!" Li Hua rubbed her butt and shouted with a wrinkled face.

Zhao Qingxia's expression was serious: "Where did you learn to tell lies with your eyes open? How could the projection hurt?"

"Then I don't care. If you don't let me go back to the Japanese area, I won't get up."

Li Hua lay on her back in the palm of Zhao Qingxia's hand, rolling around and acting like a fool.

"Okay, after I complete the final strength test for you, if all the cracks are really restored, I will send you back."

"Really?"

Li Hua's tumbling body suddenly stopped, looking up at Zhao Qingxia's helpless smiling face, he quickly got up and trotted along his arm, holding Zhao Qingxia's earlobe and swinging back and forth.

"I knew Uncle Zhao that you were the best to me."

"Don't flatter me. I can send you back, but you have to promise me something."

"what's up?"

"After you, Uncle Zhao, and I help you build your new ink armor, you will have to give up your current finger tiger body."

"Ah?" Li Hua couldn't help but feel bitter after hearing this: "Then I won't be able to help Uncle Li fight in the future?"

"What do you, a girl, think about fighting all day long?"

Zhao Qingxia said angrily: "Besides, Uncle Li doesn't need your help."

"That's not what I said. Whether Uncle Li wants it or not is a matter of his strength. Whether Li Hua can help or not is a matter of my attitude!"

Li Hua let go of Zhao Qingxia's earlobe, jumped on his shoulders, put his hands on his waist and hummed: "As the saying goes, if you dare to fight or not, you must have enough temperament! I can't let others laugh at us. There is only one Li in the Li family. Jun, is there no one else?"

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Zhao Qingxia's face turned dark after what Li Hua said, and he said angrily: "Did Mo Qijing teach you this? How many times have I told you, stay away from him if you have nothing to do!"

"Uncle Whale is actually a pretty good person."

Li Hua murmured in a low voice, but seeing that Zhao Qingxia seemed really angry, she lowered her head and muttered: "I know."

At this moment, a clear ringtone suddenly sounded in the room - this was a reminder that the projection was connected.

Li Hua looked at the figure projected in front of her, immediately showed a cute smile, and shouted sweetly: "Master Tian, ​​you are here."

"Well, our little flower is so polite. During this period, all the subjects in my hands are over, and I just have some free time. Come to Master Tian's studio later, and I will help you raise the level of Mojia to avoid having to worry about it later. I was bullied again.”

Li Hua tried hard to control the joy blooming on her face. She tilted her face slightly and used her peripheral vision to secretly look at Zhao Qingxia, who was standing respectfully behind him. When he saw the other person's eyebrows twitching quickly, he agreed, "Thank you, Master Tian."

"Why should I be polite to you, Mr. Tian? Okay, you have just recovered from your serious injury. You should pay attention to getting more rest. You can go back to Mojia first. I have something to say to your Uncle Zhao."

Li Hua said "Oh" and jumped on the spot on Zhao Qingxia's workbench. Like a landowner who had sunk into the ground, he disappeared into a white smoke.

"Where did this girl learn these fancy special effects?" The projected figure laughed.

"teacher."

Zhao Qingxia cupped her hands and clasped her fists, showing special respect to the old man in front of him, who was only five feet tall and had an unattractive appearance.

Without him, the other person was the mentor he followed after entering Mo Xujuzi Hall, a master with a high reputation in the field of ink armor manufacturing and Minggui awakening, Tian Zhi.

"Ah."

Tian Zhu looked kindly and waved to Zhao Qingxia: "You and I, teacher and student, don't need to be so formal. Come, sit down and talk."

Tian Zhu was still very satisfied with Zhao Qingxia, his student.

Not only because of the opponent's excellent creative ability, but more importantly, Zhao Qingxia has no shortcomings in character except for being prone to being passionate occasionally, and he listens to himself very much.

Compared with his senior disciple who tried hard to persuade him for a long time, but then resolutely gave up his 'human' form and transformed himself into Mo Jia, it was like heaven and earth.

"Teacher, if you have any instructions, just ask me to come to your studio. There is no need to come over in person."

Looking at the chaotic environment in his studio, Zhao Qingxia scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's just a projection, nothing in person."

Tian Zhu smiled warmly, his eyes fell on Zhao Qingxia's workbench filled with various weapon parts and manuscript papers, and he joked: "Are you still studying your mimicry martial arts?"

"Teacher, I have made many substantial breakthroughs recently, and I just want to report them to you."

When talking about mimicry martial arts, Zhao Qingxia's eyes suddenly shone and he couldn't wait to say: "I studied a lot of literature about martial arts injectors in the hall, and one of them was an article from Nongxu that inspired me a lot. As mentioned above The use of the martial arts injector can essentially be regarded as a 'planting' process. The martial arts genes that have been cultivated to the Great Perfection state are extracted to form 'seeds', and then injected into the recipient's body to complete the 'seeding' , inducing the dormant genes to awaken, forming the prototype of this martial arts, and finally completing the 'rooting and sprouting' through practice, and then the inheritance of a martial arts can be completed."

"I have an idea. If I can develop a special martial arts based on Wu Xu's ability to control his own genes, it can replace the 'planting' function of the injector, or to be precise, from the passive 'Insemination' becomes a more direct 'predation', directly ingesting a specific gene that carries martial arts in the opponent's body. Would that be able to completely get rid of the restrictions of the injector, allowing Wu Xu to independently carry out self-inflicted attacks on himself? complement.”

Zhao Qingxia chuckled, "However, there are still some difficulties that I have not been able to overcome for the time being, such as how to accurately capture specific martial arts genes, and how to eliminate the negative effects that some useless genes may have on the human body, etc. So at present, this idea It’s still very immature. But if it can be realized, perhaps mimicry will no longer be imitation, but replacement!”

"You've done a great job just by researching it from a bunch of documents."

There was a look of appreciation on Tian Zhu's face: "When I realized that this possibility existed, I was almost forty years old. And I only came to this idea by standing on the shoulders of many seniors. If I just rely on If I say it myself, I’m afraid I won’t be able to figure it out until I’m old.”

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

Zhao Qingxia was shocked when he heard this, and said with an astonished look: "You have also studied martial arts injectors before. No, many seniors in Mo Xu have studied it, right?"

"Do you know where the first martial arts injector of the Ming Empire was born? It's right here, the eastern branch of our Juzitang."

Tian Zhu smiled and said to the shocked Zhao Qingxia: "The code name of this project at that time was named 'Taotie' by Master Jizi at that time, and your teacher and I are one of the members of this research team."

"In fact, at the very beginning, the research direction of 'Taotie' was to let Wu Xu master the genes he needed from people of the same sequence, or even from other sequences, instead of using complex carriers like injectors. Unfortunately, At that time, we also faced the same problem as you, that is, how to accurately capture the genes carrying martial arts in Wu Xu."

"After our research, we found that Wu Xu's instinct does have the ability to sense and suppress the opponent's martial arts genes. They call it 'coercion' or 'aura'."

"But this ability usually only exists when the superior is against the inferior, for example, a Wu Xu three crushes a Wu Xu four. But in this case, the plunder itself has lost its meaning and has become tasteless. Do you think? , What is the use of the martial arts of a martial master who has become the third martial master of the sect?" "Later, with Wu Xu's complete loss of power, our Mo Xu also suffered a serious impact? , topics like ‘Taotie’ have become the best excuse for other sequences to target us.”

"In order to prevent the entire Mo Xu from being completely involved in the war, Lord Junzi at the time ordered the project to be terminated, and all relevant information to be sealed at the highest 'burial' level. And the martial arts injector you know now is actually nothing more than This is just a substitute derived from this topic, and it is also our last help to Wu Xu."

Although Zhao Qingxia is also a member of Juzitang, this is the first time he knows such a secret.

However, his current concern is not whether he is qualified to hear such secrets, but that the related 'Taotie' subject has been banned. Can his research continue?

"I've warned you before, this road is dangerous."

Before Zhao Qingxia could speak, Tian Zhu said first: "It's even more true now. The three religions are at their peak. They don't want to see any changes in the situation in Wuxu. Even if it's just one existence, it's like a tasteless 'glutton'. So you'd better not continue. After studying, put your energy and talents into other subjects of interest.”

"But teacher"

Zhao Qingxia wanted to say that this was his favorite research direction, but when he saw the deep worry and a trace of imperceptible sadness in Tian Zhu's eyes, he couldn't say the next words.

"I understand, teacher." Zhao Qingxia looked gloomy and responded in a muffled voice.

"By the way, since you have chosen to be a craftsman instead of a ranger, the ink armor called Lord Ma is not suitable for you. Later I will go to the Ming Ghost Realm to find an artifact Ming for you who is good at assisting in research. Ghost, it will be of great help to you to accumulate experience as soon as possible and break the lock and advance order."

"You should stay in the studio during this period and carefully consider the topic you want to study next. You are not allowed to leave the Eastern Branch until you are promoted to Mo Xu Sixth."

After saying these words, Tian Zhu's figure disappeared into the room, leaving only Zhao Qingxia with a dejected look on his face.

"Uncle Jing, what do you think Master Tian will do with Uncle Zhao?"

Li Hua, who should have returned to her ink armor to rest, was now lying in the gap between two huge armor plates, with her bangs covering her forehead blown back, holding her chin in both hands, looking thoughtful.

"Where do I know where to go? But don't worry, girl, your Uncle Zhao is Mr. Tian's favorite closed disciple. Even if he makes a big mistake, he will not be punished."

The Black Riding Whale rolled in the air, its back brushing against the cliff.

However, such a thrilling action did not make Li Hua on his back laugh excitedly as usual, which made Mo Qijing feel puzzled for a while.

"What's wrong with you, Hua Yatou?"

"Uncle Whale, I feel a little homesick."

Li Hua rubbed her red eyes and raised her hand to pat Mo Qiying's armor: "Uncle Jing, fly slower, the wind is narrowing your eyes."

Moqi Whale was obviously at a loss for this situation. He hurriedly slowed down and asked softly: "Missing home? Is this the Ghost Realm? I will take you back now."

"Of course not. My home is in the Japanese area."

As soon as Li Hua finished speaking, she quickly shook her head: "No, it's where my uncle is, and where my home is."

"Then let's go. It's not that far away. Uncle Whale and I will be there in just a flick of my tail."

"But Master Tian asked me to go to his studio. Without his permission, I can't leave the Eastern Branch."

There was a hint of crying in Li Hua's voice: "I always feel that he doesn't want me to go back."

Mo Qijing, who had always been rebellious and never took the ban on field weapons seriously, was uncharacteristically silent at this time.

There were some situations that Li Hua and Zhao Qingxia didn't know about, but he knew about them.

The current Japanese area is really not suitable for Li Hua to go back.

"Uncle Whale, I don't want to go for a ride anymore. I'm going back."

In the gap between the armor, the girl's figure flashed, and slowly disappeared into the howling wind between the cliffs.

Mo Qijing was silent for a long time, and suddenly dialed a communication that he had not contacted for a long time.

"Brother, what are you doing? It's nothing, it's just that my brother misses you."

"Practice? Where are you killing people? Oh, it's not killing. What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm not chatting with you. I just want to ask you, do you need to fight with anyone these days? If so, you can call me at any time. You know, I, Mo Qijing, can't do it alone, but If you want to blow up a city, leave it to me."

"What do you mean, don't interfere with your class? Can you please stop saying it so unpleasantly? Besides, what classes do you have for a third-grade Mo Jia?"

"What, you found the master? Master Chi, you bastard, do you want to eat alone? Just wait for me, I will come to the Japanese area right away!"

"Everyone, I have called you here today because I have a good thing to tell you."

In the dreamland of Huangliang, which was built in imitation of Wenyuan Pavilion, Liu Dian looked at the Xuanwei envoys from each city sitting on both sides of the long table with a smile.

"The current situation in the Japanese area is not very friendly to those of us from wealthy families, such as Brother Zhou's Himeji Castle and Brother Zheng's Kanazawa Castle."

Liu Dian turned his head to look at Wang Changting, who was sitting next to him, and said with a smile: "By the way, there is also Brother Wang's Inushan City. I heard that the guards in these cities are quite impressive to you, aren't they?"

Several people whose names were called by Liu Dian snorted in unison, their faces gloomy.

"Liu Dian, what do you mean, you asked us to come here specifically to see how you laughed at us?"

Himeji Castle's Xuanwei envoy Zhou Heyu frowned and looked at Liu Dian with an unkind look.

"Of course not. I, Liu Dian, am not the kind of villain who adds insult to injury. On the contrary, today I am here to help you all when you need it!"

Unlike Wang Changting's expressionless face, Liu Dian was in high spirits at the moment, with the excitement of a successful person on his face.

"Master Xu knows everyone's difficulties and is also aware of the dangers of losing the imperial guards in the Japanese area. Therefore, Sir, he formulated a policy specifically based on the current situation in the Japanese area, and has already received the consent of all the adults in the New Donglin Party."

Liu Dian raised his sleeves, and an official document stamped with the seal of the Xuanwei Department of the Japanese District appeared in front of everyone.

[Decision on the abolition of Jinyiwei in the Japanese District and simultaneous departure review]

After just a cursory glance, the faces of the Xuanwei envoys around the long table suddenly changed. Some were excited, some frowned, and some, like Wang Changting, had expressions as dark as water, unmoved at all.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all different.

But no one cares about why this kind of official document was announced by Liu Dian in his dream of Huangliang, instead of being sent directly to the cities through the official department.

"It seems that Mr. Xu has finally made up his mind to take action against the Japanese Guards? Great!"

Himeji Castle Zhou Heyu looked excited, clenched his fist and slammed it on the table.

"My lord's plan is clearly written in the official document, so there is no need for me to interpret it too much, right? Everyone just needs to know what to do next."

Liu Dian stood up, cupped his hands and clasped his fists at the colleagues in front of him: "I would like to wish all my colleagues a smooth career and a bright future!"

"Thank you, Brother Liu!"

Everyone returned the greeting, but Wang Changting remained motionless in his chair. His eyes glanced at Zhou Heyu, who had the loudest voice, with deep sarcasm and pity flashing in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)