If we can't tell yet, then we have to take a look at this broken sword.
He thought of this, disappeared in a flash, and appeared at the bottom of the sea the next moment.
The dark sea bottom makes it impossible to see the surroundings.
But there was no way to cover his gaze and heart.
Under the protection of Gang Qi, sea water cannot come close to you.
But the pressure of the sea water was so huge that it was better than the moves of martial arts masters. The huge and vast pressure kept squeezing his Qi.
The Gang Qi was originally one foot away from the body, but slowly shrank, bit by bit, until it was only two inches close to his skin.
Fakong was in no hurry to leave.
He stood quietly on the seabed, feeling the vast power of the seawater, and looking at the rusty broken sword in front of him.
The darkness could not stop his gaze.
What you see with your eyes is as clear as day, or even better than day.
This broken sword only has the hilt and a one-foot-long blade.
The broken section is as smooth as a mirror...
The entire sword was covered with rust, but the smooth section was still shiny and faintly shining.
Fakong stared at the section with a solemn expression.
The reason why the cross section is so smooth is not just because of the different materials, otherwise the sword body would not have rust marks.
It's basically the power of dragon claws.
The power of the dragon's claw is still attached to it, so the rust is isolated.
Fakong stared at this broken section, and could faintly feel the strange power of the dragon's claws. His heart was awe-inspiring and his hair stood up.
He raised his head and looked around.
The sea water here is different from the sea water a mile away. It seems to be heavier, like mercury.
Moreover, the one-mile radius has not continued to spread or shrink. It has been one-mile radius for so many years.
This is obviously caused by dragon blood.
The dragon's blood from that time spread to a radius of one mile and no longer spread. It was not washed away by the sea water and maintained its existence.
Although the existence of dragon blood cannot be felt, it is real.
Fa Kong stood on the bottom of the sea, and after sensing it for a while, he stretched out his sleeve, and the broken sword flew up lightly and got into his sleeve.
Along with Broken Sword, some seawater also went in, and all of it got into the Wheel of Time Tower.
It was as if there were invisible air bags surrounding them. They did not fall to the ground and were quietly suspended in the air.
Fa Kong disappeared in a flash.
The next moment we returned to Yongkong Temple.
Outside Yongkong Temple, monk Yuande was standing solemnly.
Wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, he looks handsome and handsome, standing like a jade tree in the wind.
"Master, please come in." Fa Kong said loudly.
Monk Yuande slowly opened the door, came to the Main Hall, and bowed to the golden Buddha statue in the Main Hall.
Fakong came out from the side and came to him. Heshi smiled and said, "Master, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, but if you have something?"
"I went to the Nine Yuan Holy Sect yesterday and became the young leader," Monk Yuande shook his head and sighed: "The Nine Yuan Holy Sect is more powerful and terrifying than imagined."
Fakong nodded.
Monk Yuande said solemnly: "And the Jiuyuan Holy Sect has a plan to attack the Great Miaolian Temple."
Fakong raised his eyebrows.
Monk Yuande sighed with emotion: "If I hadn't become the young leader and didn't know about this plan, it would have been a catastrophe."
"Why attack the Great Miaolian Temple?" Fakong said.
Monk Yuande shook his head: "They want to break the current trend of martial arts and dominate the entire Dayong martial arts forest."
Fakong laughed.
Monk Yuande said solemnly: "Master, do you think it's ridiculous?"
Fakong nodded: "That's outrageous."
Monk Yuande said: "The poor monk also thinks it is extremely ridiculous, but they still want to do it. Just because they did not expect it, they may take advantage of it. Even if the Great Miaolian Temple can block it, their vitality will be greatly damaged."
Fakong nodded.
This is very possible.
Monk Yuande said: "Master saved our temple this time. I am very grateful."
Fakong smiled and shook his head: "I really haven't seen this scene, so it doesn't count as my credit."
Because it didn't happen in the end, the clairvoyant didn't see it in the future, so there was no way to remind it.
This is the limitation of clairvoyance.
Monk Yuande shook his head.
Fakong took out the broken sword from his sleeve, which was still stained with sea water. He shook it gently, and the sea water immediately splashed away.
He flicked his long sleeves.
The splashed water was collected by invisible forces and got back into his sleeves.
When Monk Yuande saw the rusty long sword, he looked at him doubtfully and then stared at the broken sword.
Fa Kong handed it over.
Monk Yuande took it: "This is..."
"This is a broken sword I got from a certain place on the bottom of the sea." Fakong said, "Master, take a look, can you recognize this sword?"
Monk Yuande gently wiped the hilt and blade of the sword with his left hand. Wherever his jade-white palm passed, rust spots fell off, revealing the bright sword body.
"What a sword!" He felt the strange feeling coming from the blade of the sword, and the Gang Qi was flowing through it, as light and swift as if it were flowing through his own body.
The sword body is both light and extremely tough. It is definitely a sword that can cut iron as well as clay.
Fakong pointed to the broken blade: "Master, do you think there is a sharper sword in the world that can do this?"
Monk Yuande swung his sword lightly, feeling the feeling of the long sword cutting the air, and frowned: "Such a divine sword was cut off..."
"Master, you might as well help me look for it," Fakong said.
Monk Yuande nodded: "Okay."
There are many magical weapons and weapons in the Daimyolian Temple collection, and the same goes for the palace, which has many magical weapons.
There are so many swords and knives, none of them can compare to this broken sword?
Probably not.
"Master, try to be as fast as possible."
"no problem."
On the afternoon of the third day, Fakong appeared at Yongkong Temple after having lunch.
Monk Yuande arrived just in time.
The two met in his abbot's courtyard.
Monk Yuande handed the broken sword to Fakong and said with a helpless smile: "Master, I'm ashamed that I haven't found a more powerful weapon than this."
Fakong said: "Is there anything equal to it?"
"No." Monk Yuande shook his head and said, "It's really extremely sharp. I don't know if there is any other magical weapon that can cut it off!"
Fakong smiled and said: "The loss is not big this time, right?"
"Fortunately, I responded in time and only broke two swords." Monk Yuande smiled bitterly.
In fact, if I had been more careful, I wouldn't have lost two swords, but only one.
But he was careless and used two swords in succession to cut the broken sword, causing both swords to be broken by the broken sword.
Later, he learned from experience and used other magical weapons to cut off the two swords that were broken by the broken sword.
If you can't cut them off, let alone the broken sword.
In the end, no divine sword or magic sword could cut off the broken sword, and they all retreated.
The sharpness of this sword is truly rare in the world.
He was extremely curious.
Such a strange sword, which magic sword or sword was used to cut it? And it was cut so easily.
You can see how easy it is just by looking at the fracture.
"It was scratched by a dragon's claw." Fakong said: "It must have been more than a thousand years ago to cut this sword easily and kill the person holding the sword."
"More than a thousand years ago..."
"This dragon is still alive today." Fakong said calmly: "If one is not good, it will continue to come out and wreak havoc on the world."
Monk Yuande frowned and looked at him.
Fakong then told the story of suppressing Longyuan.
Monk Yuande looked puzzled. If it hadn't come from Fakong's mouth, he would have thought it was a fairy tale.
Fakong's expression was calm and solemn, but he still couldn't accept it for a moment. It was beyond the scope of his imagination.
Fakong said: "Master, you can take this sword and ask the Imperial Master for advice. See if the Imperial Master knows that there is such a dragon in Zhenlong Abyss."
"Okay." Monk Yuande nodded.
Fakong explained his plan again, and the three dynasties stopped and jointly suppressed the dragon to prevent it from wreaking havoc.
Yuan De listened to him quietly and remained silent, trying hard to digest what Fakong said, feeling that his brain was not enough.
After a while, he finally left.
Fa Kong looked at his back, shook his head and sighed.
Monk Yuande was obviously dubious. Even though he took out the broken sword, he still failed to impress him.
It depends on whether the Imperial Master knows about Zhenlongyuan and the dragon guarding it. If he doesn't know, he may have to put more thought into it.
In the evening of the same day, Yuande returned to Yongkong Temple again.
He knew that as long as he came to the gate of Yongkong Temple, he could come back immediately even if Fa Kong was not at Yongkong Temple.
Fakong was having dinner with Lin Feiyang, Xu Qingluo and others. He sensed something was wrong at Yongkong Temple, so he had no choice but to rush over.
"Master Yuande, is there anything we can't discuss tomorrow?" Fa Kong came out helplessly and invited him in.
He hasn't had enough to eat yet.
Monk Yuande Heshi said: "Master, this matter is of great importance. I really can't wait."
Fakong said: "Does the Imperial Master know about that dragon?"
Monk Yuande shook his head: "Master doesn't know about this dragon, but he knows about this sword."
Fakong raised his eyebrows.
"This sword is the Guixu Divine Sword of Divine Sword Peak. It is the true peak-suppressing Divine Sword of Divine Sword Peak, the King of Swords." Monk Yuande said solemnly: "The eight great swords are the minister, the Guixu Divine Sword.
He is the real king."
Fakong shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
"This sword is indeed not known to the world, because this sword was taken away by the 36th generation peak master and has not been heard from since."
"Disappeared at the same time as the Peak Master?"
"yes."
"So, that person is the peak master of Divine Sword Peak..." Fakong nodded slowly: "Sure enough, he has excellent swordsmanship, but it's a pity..."
"Did he die under a dragon?"
"This sword was severed by the dragon's claw together." Fakong nodded: "In the end, no bones were left, only this broken sword was left. The other broken sword was taken away by the dragon and should be in Zhenlongyuan."
"Master, what should I do with this broken sword?" Monk Yuande asked solemnly, "Should I keep it, or should I return it to the Divine Sword Peak?"
Fa Kong groaned.
Monk Yuande said: "If it is returned to Shenjian Peak, it will indeed be a good deal, and it will also gain the gratitude of everyone at Shenjian Peak."
Fakong shook his head.
Monk Yuande said: "Master, are you not going to return it to Shenjian Peak?"
"This sword is indeed extremely sharp, and only this sword can break through the dragon's scales." Fakong frowned.
Of course, such a divine sword must be in your own hands.
What's more, he and Shenjian Peak have a deep hatred, how can he return the sword to them?
Monk Yuande looked troubled: "I'm afraid they have already received the news and may have to ask the master for help."
Fakong laughed.
Monk Yuande looked ashamed: "I didn't know its origin before, so I couldn't keep it completely secret. Now it's too late."
Fakong said angrily: "Since it is Master's fault, then please ask Master to stop them."