MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 94 face saint

  Chapter 94 Face Saint

   "Master."

  Chai Cuiqiao looked at Li Ang worriedly, and immediately brought a washbasin towel, and wiped off the cold sweat on 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 the pain in the physical sense.

   Li Ang rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly sat up from the bed.

  'The ink-colored thread lurking in my brain—let's call it the ink thread for now, functions as a spiritual bridge, connecting the broken spiritual veins at both ends of the brain. '

   Li Ang thought silently, 'Because of this, I can bypass the hexagram restriction of the [Skull Break Sword], complete the initial introduction of spiritual energy, and break through to the state of sensing energy.

   But the question is, what exactly is moss?

  What is its effect and harm? '

   Mosi was taken out by Jiao Cheng from the Sword Immortal Clothes Tomb. Jiao Cheng and his group all died in the burrow, and the information they had collected before was nowhere to be found.

  'At that time, I left in a hurry, and there was no time to carefully observe what else was in the entire underground palace, such as the books left by the sword fairy.

   And now, the crypt under the ghost city must have been discovered by the Zhen Fusi, and it may have been intensively excavated.

  It is impossible to go back there and search for clues again. '

  Li Ang's mind changed sharply. Because the monks in the Sui Dynasty abused different types, they not only used alienated objects to assist their practice,

   There is even a magic way that directly implants the alienated object into the body and integrates with the alienated object—through special rituals, people can directly obtain the special ability of the alienated object,

   And there is no original limit, which can greatly enhance the strength.

  The only negative effect is that monks will gradually lose their humanity, be infected and assimilated by alienated objects, and degenerate into [demons].

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

Once bitten, twice shy,

  Xuegong and Yuguo are extremely cautious in their attitudes towards alienated objects, and it can even be said that they have overcorrected.

  Any act of implanting alienated substances into the body will be associated with [magic] and is resolutely not allowed.

  Even if the leg is broken, if you want to connect it with alienated objects, you will be highly suspicious.

  Because of this, the progress of human medicine in Yu State is slow—the monks rarely get sick, and they rarely dissect the human body to study the principles of human body functions.

  If the Academy finds out about Mosi, I don't know how to deal with it.

   Li Ang took a deep breath, loosened the pain between his brows, which gradually became less painful, and smiled at the worried Chai Cuiqiao, "I'm fine."

  Chai Cuiqiao could still see Li Ang's worry, but Li Ang didn't want to say it, so she just nodded, "...um."

   "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 hadn't had time to boil the hot water yet.

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

  Chai Cuiqiao took out a wooden bottle from the corner of the room that was somewhat similar to the thermos bottle in Li Ang's memory, "This is it. Miss Lin Lang sent it."

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

   Li Ang wanted to buy one when he was in Yunzhou. He wiped the cold sweat off his body with a hot towel, and fell asleep without worrying about his worries.

   When I woke up in a blink of an eye, it was already night outside the window,

  There was a noisy sound in the courtyard, Song Shaoyuan knocked on the door and said, "Risheng, get up quickly, the academy has announced the rankings, and the palace carriage is probably coming soon."

   "Here we come."

   Li Ang took a deep breath, and with the help of Chai Cuiqiao, changed into brand new clothes, opened the door and left.

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

   "Brother Li!"

  As soon as they met, Yang Yu clapped his hands happily and said, "It's really lucky for someone Yang to meet Brother Li, and to be blessed with Brother Li."

   "Qiro, have you passed the exam?"

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

   "Seven hundred and twenty-one."

  Yang Yu flicked his sleeves and said solemnly, "The last one is worthy of the line."

"congratulations!"

   Li Ang sincerely cupped his hands to Daoxi, and turned to look at Ji Linglang who was smiling slightly.

   "Four hundred and three."

  Ji Linglang smiled and said, "It's fine if you can live."

   Only six or seven hundred people will be selected for the final examination of 2,500 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 smoothly.

  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 paper with wet ink on it.

   "This is the specific ranking just extracted from the Suzaku Gate 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 place are Li Ang from Weizhou and He Fanshuang from Youzhou, the third place is Pei Jing from Chang'an, and the 14th place is Yong Hongzhong. In addition, the familiar name is Qiu Feng, the daughter of the imperial doctor.

   Didn't see that Qiu Jinghuan, presumably he failed the exam.

   "The school has been established for three hundred years, and no one in Weizhou has ever won the first prize. Risheng is the first time for you."

  Ji Linglang smiled and said: "When I enter the imperial city to face the saint later, His Majesty will definitely ask you a question as usual. Have you decided what poem to write?"

"this"

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

  According to the usual practice in previous years, when the emperor held a banquet to meet the disciples of the academy, he would select the champions and the students who were pleasing to the eye to ask questions, and asked the students to compose a few colorful poems and recite a few magnificent Fu.

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

   "I'm not good at writing poetry."

   Li Ang shook his head and smiled wryly, he really couldn’t,

  You can’t go up and chant “When autumn comes and September 8th, my flowers will be killed after my flowers bloom. Chang’an is full of fragrant fragrance, and the city is full of golden armor” right?

   Is this a little bit.

   "If it's really not possible, you can still perform other talents, just go through the motions."

  Yang Yu pondered: "Risheng, can you sing and dance?"

  I can rap, okay?

   Li Ang scratched his head, he was the best at surgery, how about performing a dissection of a mouse in front of the palace for the emperor?

   "How difficult is this."

  While everyone was struggling, the eldest son of Yanlin beside him smiled and took out a stack of old papers from his arms, "Little Doctor Li, this is a poem you wrote before and asked me to keep it for you."

"Um?"

  Li Ang took the stack of paper, on which were written many poems in different styles and handwriting.

He looked up at Yan Lin's eldest son, and immediately realized that Yan's family knew that he couldn't write poems, so they sent all the poems that the literati in the Duke's mansion usually saved. If the emperor in front of the palace asks, just report one. .

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

   "Thank you, Yan Dalang."

   Li Ang coughed, took the poem and studied it carefully.

  ——

   "Auntie."

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

   "Le Ling,"

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

   "Today is the final exam in the palace. It's quite lively after watching the results for a while. Where's Aye?"

  Li Leling coquettishly pampered her mother in her arms for a while, then straightened up a little, and bowed to her fourth brother Li Hui who had the same father and mother.

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

   Fourth Prince Li Hui said with a smile.

   "Isn't there going to be a dinner party to meet the disciples of the school soon?"

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

  Besides stood the head of the mountain, the crown prince, Zhongshu Ling Xue Ji (also the elder brother of Empress Xue), the servant Zhong Dongfang Lu, Shang Shu Zuo Pu She Pei Su and other important officials.

  A group of people were discussing something in deep voices, and they could vaguely hear words like "use of soldiers" and "malaria".

  (end of this chapter)