Jiang Li opened the mouth of the fossilized dragon head and touched the small mark on the upper jaw of the dragon skeleton.
The people at Shengxian Pavilion must have discovered the wound on the fossil a long time ago, but they must have only thought it was an ordinary wound.
The more complete the ancient dragon fossils are, the more valuable they are. Their people would definitely dig a hole for the dragon head to play with when they have nothing to do.
But this only benefits Jiang Li, who possesses appraisal skills.
No matter what, let’s dig it out and take a look first.
Jiang Li took out a small seed from his arms and placed it in his palm.
Then a green light flashed in his hand, the seeds sprouted and expanded rapidly, and soon a diamond tree grew out of his hand.
This is a very hard spiritual wood that can easily carve runes on Kunming Steel. If the natural growth size of diamond wood is not too small, it would also be a good material for making magic weapons.
The fossilized dragon head is far less hard than when it was alive.
On the contrary, Jiang Li had to be careful to ensure that he would not use too much force and chip the entire dragon capital into pieces.
The tiny bone seams were carefully chipped away bit by bit with diamond wood.
Soon, a little black color emerged from the bones.
Jiang Li dug more carefully, and finally dug out something from the dragon bone fossil.
It was a diamond-shaped metal block the size of a palm.
It is heavy to hold, has a smooth surface, and is cold to the touch. After countless years, the edges and tips of the metal block are still sharp.
On its surface, two ancient runes can still be vaguely seen.
This metal block looks...somewhat like an arrow?
Jiang Li gestured twice more, and the more this thing looked, the more it looked like an enlarged version of an arrow.
Another appraisal skill was thrown over.
[Name: Dragon Hunting Arrow]
[Type: sundries]
[Quality: Ancient]
[Status: Broken]
[Material: Unknown]
[Description: Armor breaking]
[Note: A dragon-hunting arrow that has not been able to hunt down a dragon.]
Sure enough, this is an arrow.
But, did monks in ancient times use arrows this big?
It's the size of a palm, and with this weight, it's no problem to knock it, knock it, or transform it into a dagger.
Jiang Li compared it again and found that the arrow was embedded in the faucet with the tip facing in and tilting upward.
It seems that the person who shot this arrow must be a good archer.
He probably took advantage of the ancient dragon's mouth to roar, and suddenly made a sneak attack, piercing its mouth with an arrow.
Breaking through the relatively fragile mouth and penetrating three-thirds of the bone, this should have been a heavy blow to the true dragon in ancient times.
But just like what the identification technique said, the arrow failed to kill this ancient dragon, otherwise the wound would not have healed.
Jiang Li turned the arrow over in his hand and played with it, wondering what the use of this thing was.
In terms of performance, the Dragon Prison Lock once locked up a real dragon, and the Dragon Hunting Arrow almost killed a dragon.
A rough calculation shows that in ancient times, the Dragon Hunting Arrow was not as good as the Dragon Prisoning Lock, but it shouldn't be much different.
Although it has lost its former power, the material has naturally remained the same.
So, what should be done with it?
At this moment, Jiang Li suddenly felt that his palms felt cold.
He was stunned for a moment. This feeling was familiar yet unfamiliar to him, and he hadn't felt it for a while.
So much so that I didn't react immediately.
It wasn't until bits and pieces of blood flowed down the sharp edge of the arrow, and another pain came from the palm of his hand, that he realized that just now, a large gash had been opened in his palm.
He was still surprised as he watched the wound heal.
Did he just accidentally get his defense broken like this?
Jiang Li was extremely surprised. He must know that even the Shushan Flying Sword and the Spirit-Breaking Black Sword must be blessed with sword cores in order to break through his skin.
As for this arrow, there is no spiritual energy on it, and like the Prison Dragon Lock, it has long lost its former power, but it can actually break through his defense just by relying on its sharpness on the physical level.
How amazing this is.
Jiang Li held the arrow in disbelief and drew it against the skin of his arm again.
But this time, the sharp tip of the arrow was blocked by a layer of lake protection on Jiang Li's body. There was still a very slight distance between the sharp tip and his skin.
Tick tock tick.
A few more drops of blood fell, and the hand holding the arrow was cut again.
There is something magical about hurting oneself but not the enemy.
Jiang Li thought for a moment and thought there was something fishy going on. He took out a magic shield made of dragon turtle shell and placed it flat on the ground.
He input his aura into the shield, activated the defensive aura above it, and then took the arrow one meter above the dragon turtle shield and dropped it freely. The arrow was bounced away without a doubt.
Jiang Li was not discouraged and picked up the arrow. This time, after removing the aura from the Dragon Turtle's shield, he dropped the arrow again from the same height.
With a muffled sound, the palm-sized arrow was mostly buried into the tortoise-shell shield and pierced out from the inside of the shield. This yellow-level magic weapon was scrapped on the spot.
Jiang Li raised his eyebrows. After falling from a height of one meter, how much kinetic energy can that little bit of potential energy be converted into? But with such a slight force and no spiritual energy fluctuations, this thing still easily pierced the Dragon Turtle shield.
He immediately understood that the sharpness of the dragon-hunting arrow was ineffective against the aura shield, but it could easily break through the physical defense.
And this armor-breaking effect is extremely abnormal.
What a good thing, this time the dragon head is unboxed and definitely worth it.
But I, Jiang, don’t know how to shoot arrows. How can I use your skills?
Jiang Li thought about it again and again, and suddenly he noticed something with a slap on his forehead.
....
The next day, early in the morning.
There was an explosion of bang, bang, bang, which woke Jiang Li up.
He walked out of the room, Elder He and Senior Brother Xiang had just gone out.
"Master, brother, what is this voice?"
The three of them followed the sound, and after passing through the same large number of Buddha statues, they found a very open practice field.
Here, there are five hundred disciples practicing boxing. These five hundred disciples are not hitting sandbags or stones with their fists. They are all hitting air.
Their fists always fell into the air, but every time they punched, there was always an explosion in the air, which was clearly a solid blow.
This should be a special boxing technique, and the control of punching power is very exquisite.
Just imagine, not even the air can break away the power of their fists. If such fists hit the monks, the normal force-relieving methods would be useless.
Cihang Temple is indeed Cihang Temple, and indeed it has its own uniqueness in physical cultivation.
"Who dares to come to my Luohan Hall to steal lessons!"
But they only watched it for a while, and suddenly they started shouting loudly from the other side of the five hundred monks.
Immediately, a cassock flew through the air at high speed. Suddenly, an old monk jumped out from under the cassock. From a high position, he opened his palm towards Jiang Li and the others.
Elder He stepped forward and punched the opponent's palm.
Fortunately, neither party made any real move. After a blast of howling wind, the two of them slowly fell down.
The old monk was not tall, and he obviously had a powerful physique that could stand up to Elder He, but he looked a little thin.
"We are here from the Sutra Library Valley. We didn't mean to take a peek. We just stumbled in here looking for the sound. Please forgive me for any offense."
Neither of the two big men spoke, but Brother Xiang stepped forward and handed over his hands to explain. At this time, one of the five hundred monks behind him also walked out and explained to the old monk the identities of Jiang Li and others.
"It turns out that a distinguished guest from the Sutra Valley came to visit. I am disrespectful and disrespectful. If you have nothing else to do, please leave.
The old monk's attitude was completely different from that of Master Liao Chi last night, and his words were full of disgust.
After he gave Jiang Li and the others an order to exclude guests, he looked coldly at the disciple who came out to explain.
"Who asked you to come out?"
boom!
The old monk actually swung out his palm again, sending the disciple flying away, hitting the ground a hundred meters away, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Li and the others frowned. Now they knew that this old monk's bad attitude was not directed at them, but this kind of person was still very annoying.
"You still won't leave?"
Seeing Jiang Li and others still standing where they were, the old monk actually urged him again with a very bad attitude.
But the three of them couldn't let it happen casually, so Senior Brother Xiang spoke again.
"I came to Cihang Temple to discuss important matters with the abbot of your temple. I also asked abbot Ku where he is now."
This matter has caused many nightmares at night. If we can solve it as soon as possible, it is better not to delay it too much.
However, the other party's answer surprised the three of them.
"Huh, the host is in retreat and there are no outsiders. You have to wait. If you can't wait any longer, leave quickly."
Closed?
Jiang Li and the others wanted to ask the host how long they would be in seclusion, but the other party refused to say any more and directly ordered the disciples to be sent out of the Luohan Hall.
"The three donors are sorry. Uncle Konge has a bad temper. Please speak up and take it into consideration."
The two disciples who escorted them out secretly said this after leaving the sight of the old monk. Apparently, the disciples of Cihang Temple were also very afraid of the monk Konge.
But, why is his seniority empty? Or is he a master-uncle?
In Cihang Temple, the seniority of the current generation of disciples is "Dharma", the seniority of the previous generation of monks is "Le", and the seniority of the monks of the previous generation is "Empty".
Jiang Li thought that the only masters of Kong's generation were the few remaining divine monks, but he didn't expect that there was an unknown monk named Kong'e here.
"It doesn't matter, but is this junior brother you presiding over really in retreat?"
Jiang Li didn't believe what monk Nakhon E said and asked the disciple again.
"Yes, the host has started retreating a month ago, but the young monk doesn't know when he will leave retreat."
Jiang Li and the three of them looked at each other, feeling that they were in trouble. If the host had been in retreat for three to five years, the day lilies would have been cold by the time he came out.
"Then could you please, Junior Brother, take us to Master Yuan's Zen room?"
Jiang Li thought for a moment and decided to ask Yuan for help.
Even though that guy is just building a foundation, he is a proper disciple of the previous generation of divine monks. Through him, he can directly communicate with the previous generation of Kongzi monks, and the effect will be the same.
The monk in the Qi refining period naturally had no objections. After taking leave from Luohan Hall, he took Jiang Li and the other two people to find Yuan Yuan, who was sitting under a tree.
But the news I got from Liao Yuan this time is even more helpless.
The six divine monks actually went into seclusion together with the host and could not come out for a while.
"Master Lioyuan, we are indeed here with a heavy responsibility this time. We must see the abbot of your temple as soon as possible. Can you help accommodate us?"
Jiang Li spoke sincerely and was still working hard.
"This, the master and the five uncles should not be able to leave the seclusion, but senior brother Loku is only assisting from the side, not in seclusion."
"Come with the poor monk. The poor monk will go and spread the word. There should be a chance."
Jiang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief. Master Lioyuan was indeed reliable.
After many twists and turns, Jiang Li and the others followed Yuan into the depths of Cihang Temple and stopped in front of a Buddhist door with a swastika.
"Guys, please wait a moment. The poor monk will come as soon as he leaves."
Master Lioyuan recited a Buddha's name, shone it on the swastika, and the door immediately opened slowly.
Through the cracks in the opened door, rays of Buddha's light shone out from inside. Jiang Li's sharp eyes could see that there were many golden bamboos planted inside, and the Buddha nature was compelling.
However, before he could see it clearly, when Liao Yuan was about to step into it, a person came out from the swastika Buddhist door and stopped Liao Yuan.
"My nephew, senior brother, they are at a critical moment right now and no one is allowed to enter."
The person who came out of Buddhism and stood in front of Yuan was the annoying Kong E!
"I've met Uncle Kong'e."
"The benefactors of the Buddhist Scripture Valley, if you have something important to do with the presiding brother, please let the disciples go in and inform you."
Master Lioyuan first saluted and then explained respectfully. Generally speaking, giving face would open the door to convenience.
But when the opponent is like this Konge, the ending is different.
This old monk always had a stinking look on his face and would not listen to anyone at all. He immediately closed the swastika-shaped Buddhist door to prevent anyone from entering.
"I said no, I just can't! Can you afford to delay the important events of our temple?"
"Or, as my uncle, my words are useless!"
Master Liaoyuan himself is of high seniority and is a disciple of a divine monk, but the other party is also a monk of the Kongzi generation, and his cultivation level is as high as Nascent Soul. In Cihang Temple, which has a complete hierarchical system and strict rules, he really can't disobey it.
other side.
I still wanted to argue my case, but was still ignored.
Nakong E also turned to look at Jiang Li and the others, with disgust and disgust on his face.
"As for the three people in the Sutra Valley, they will be able to pass the test after three days of presiding over it. You can't even afford to wait for three days, right?"
After saying that, he hung another golden lock on the Buddhist door, then turned and left.
It is true that there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys dominate.
While the host and the six divine monks were all in retreat, although Monk Konge was not the one with the highest level of cultivation, he was the one with the highest seniority.
Looking at this situation, until those seven people break through, no one can really cure him!
Master Lioyuan walked away helplessly for a while. Jiang Li and others looked at him and expressed relief.
"Master Lioyuan, don't be embarrassed. Three days doesn't matter. We just have to wait patiently."
Elder He looked at the leaving figure of the monk Nakong'e. The blood lines on his body were twisting and moving, and his eyes almost wanted to spit out fire.
If he was in the wilderness and mountains, he would have to be given a good punch.
But again, I am in an away game and I need to ask for something. For the sake of the sect, Zinima! Bear with it!
Elder He went to find Chi to reminisce about old times, Senior Brother Xiang went to find someone to practice sparring with, but Jiang Li asked Yuan for a weapon refining room.